Chapter 75
Chapter 75
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 75
Chapter Title: A Steamy Date with Mother-in-Law
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I sent Lee Se-jeong home.
I also turned down Han Ju-hee's dinner invitation.
There was one reason for that.
To see Hong Yu-ha.
'Lucky me.'
Yoon Ha-rin was on duty again.
This time, it wasn't a switch—it was her scheduled shift.
Normally, she'd text me for a date since it was the weekend.
'But no message.'
That freed me up.
I'd used some semen on Lee Se-jeong and Han Ju-hee, but still.
'Gotta go anyway.'
To conquer Hong Yu-ha, I had to seize every opportunity.
I headed straight to the hair salon.
It was late evening, and she was just finishing up cleanup.
Her flesh-toned sleeveless blouse and white long skirt perfectly showcased her sultry vibe, true to form for Hong Yu-ha.
Especially the glimpse of her armpits between the armholes—pure sex appeal.
"Mother-in-Law. I'm here."
"...Huh?"
"Why so surprised?"
"No, you didn't say you were coming."
She seemed a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly.
Maybe remembering our promise.
"Sorry for the sudden visit. But I came because there's somewhere I want to go with you, Mother-in-Law."
"Somewhere to go?"
"Yeah. Go on a date with me today. Mother-in-Law."
"...."
Hong Yu-ha narrowed her eyes and stared at me.
"Min-hoo. Sigh. Sit down for a sec?"
"Sure."
I sat on the sofa, and she stood in front of me.
"I did promise you that. But it was only to help you out."
"Yeah, I know."
"If you know, then you shouldn't."
"Shouldn't what?"
"I mean... uh. You can't see me as a woman."
"Why not?"
"...Why? Look at our age difference. And you were once with my daughter... ugh. What am I even saying."
"Like I told you before, you're incredibly attractive, Mother-in-Law."
"...Enough. Anyway, I'm not going on a date with you. Go home."
"No way. I want to watch a late-night movie with you today."
"...."
"Relax about it, Mother-in-Law. It's just watching a movie with your son-in-law. No need to overthink."
"You're not technically my son-in-law."
"Even better then."
"Wh-what? That's... haa. Just go home."
No intention of backing down.
"Your outfit looks perfect today. You can go just like that."
"You little..."
"Come on, Mother-in-Law. I haven't had any culture in ages."
"Go with Ha-rin."
"She's on duty today."
"Again?"
"Yeah. That's why I came to you."
"...."
"You haven't been to a theater in forever either. Let's go."
"No. I wanna rest at home today."
She must've sensed I had something sneaky planned.
She was pretty firm today.
"Alright, Mother-in-Law. How about this."
"...What now."
"Rock-paper-scissors with me. Best of three—if I win all three, you come along."
"All three?"
"Yep. If I sweep, you go without a word."
Hong Yu-ha flashed a brief smile.
"So if I win even once, that's it?"
"Exactly."
"Fine. No whining if you lose."
"Deal. But you have to keep your promise too, Mother-in-Law."
"Fine."
Tough odds, but...
⚙ AI SEARCH SYSTEM ⚙ [Hong Yu-ha will throw: Rock → Scissors → Paper, in that order.] I had my invincible cheat: the search ability.
"Here we go. Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Ah!"
"First round's mine."
"...Again. Quick."
Two more rounds, and the winner was obviously me.
"...How is this possible."
"Promise is a promise. Time to go."
"You... reading minds or something?"
"I'm a CEO at an investment firm. Psychology? I know the basics."
"...."
"Dinner first, before we head out."
Hong Yu-ha's grumbles stopped there.
'So cute.'
Puffing her cheeks after losing at rock-paper-scissors? Adorably lovable.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Where's this place?"
"A restaurant. Run by a famous chef who's been on TV lately."
"Wh-why come to a fancy spot like this."
"To eat, obviously."
"Don't you need a reservation?"
"We invested in it, so I get VIP access."
"...."
"Truth is, I booked it for us, Mother-in-Law."
Hong Yu-ha's eyes widened at the sign.
It featured a photo of the hot new chef.
A fine-dining Korean spot run by a Michelin one-star chef.
I'd considered Western but switched to Korean for her tastes.
"You know the chef?"
"He's all over TV these days."
"Right. Something about fridges?"
"Handsome guy, huh. The chef."
"Handsome like me?"
"N-no, not like that."
"Let's head in."
I smiled and took her hand.
"Don't..."
"Okay."
She yanked it away in a fluster, face bright red—utterly cute.
"Welcome, CEO. It's been a while."
The chef rushed over, clearly tipped off about my arrival.
This place was a real company investment.
Michelin spots have sky-high costs; tough without backing.
"Yes, long time. Chef. I'm with someone special today—take good care of us."
"Understood. We'll give you our best."
We were led to a private VIP window seat.
Out of sight from other guests, so she seemed relieved.
"Nice ambiance, right, Mother-in-Law?"
"It is."
She couldn't tear her eyes from the Seoul night view.
"What'd you think of the chef? Better in person?"
"Yeah, he was. Got that star quality."
"So you like faces like that."
"Not like that—just saying."
"But I'm still hotter, right?"
"...You're such a tease. Gotta compare everything?"
"No woman here holds a candle to you, Mother-in-Law."
"D-don't say embarrassing stuff."
Hong Yu-ha, with her praise-hungry nature, was weak to this.
Food started arriving soon.
Creative twists on Korean dishes—she ate with genuine delight.
Forgetting I was across from her, purely savoring it. A sight to behold.
"Mmm. This is seriously good."
"Glad you like it."
"Just felt awkward in a place like this for the first time."
"I'll bring you often. Next time, Western dining."
"...Go with Ha-rin."
"Sure, sure. Of course."
"A light wine?"
"No. Not drinking with you anymore."
"Why?"
"Just no."
Cute as ever.
She knew one drink led to trouble with me.
"They serve it by the glass here. Just a sip."
"...."
"Can't have food this good without wine."
"Then... just one glass?"
"Hahaha. Sure."
"D-don't laugh. Or I'll scold you."
Dinner with wine was exquisite.
As we finished paying and left, the chef saw us off.
"Chef, could I get an autograph?"
"Of course."
He signed a prepped photo.
I handed it to her outside.
"A gift."
"...Thanks."
"Big fan, huh."
"He comes off so gentle and cool on TV."
"No need for my autograph?"
"...Fine. Gimme one."
"Not a fan, though."
"You're getting cheekier."
Hong Yu-ha smiled prettily.
"Theater next."
Vroom—
We drove right over.
Buzz. Buzz.
Lots of folks for the late show.
Couples, married pairs, even families with kids.
All ages milling about.
"Didn't expect this crowd..."
"First late-night movie?"
"Y-yeah. Why would I come?"
"Your daughters are too much. Not taking Mom out."
"They're always swamped."
"That's why I'm escorting you. We'll come more."
"...Okay."
I felt eyes on us—me and Hong Yu-ha.
She noticed too, tugging my wrist.
"Hurry... inside."
"Still got time."
"Embarrassing—let's hide somewhere."
Being the older one with me must feel awkward.
Time to show her own appeal.
"BRB, bathroom."
"Qu-quick."
"Yeah."
Pretended to go, then hid to watch.
Tons of guys glanced at her standing alone.
Flesh-toned sleeveless top, white long skirt.
Elegant and pure image, but that body—lethal.
Men couldn't miss her mature allure.
Finally, one guy approached with his phone.
Hong Yu-ha panicked, looking around for me.
"Something wrong with my companion?"
"Oh, sorry."
The guy left, and I grinned.
"Popular, huh, Mother-in-Law."
"...Took you forever."
"That guy was cute. Thoughts?"
"Wh-what about him."
"Told you—you appeal to young, handsome guys. Have confidence."
"...Got it. Now let's go in."
"Chin up. Let's go."
This time, I held her hand firm.
She blushed and fidgeted but didn't pull away.
Grabbed popcorn and entered the auditorium.
Her flushed face from hand-holding looked stunning.
"Sit here."
"Thanks."
Hong Yu-ha glanced around.
"Bit too corner, no?"
"Uncomfy? Move?"
"No, fine. Outside was packed, but empty here."
"Yeah."
"Movie that bad? What's it about?"
"Erotic flick."
"...Huh?"
"Action, but with steamy bits. Violent and risqué—keeps families away."
"...."
"Why the look?"
"Nothing."
⚙ AI SEARCH SYSTEM ⚙ *An erotic movie? Why pick something so embarrassing...* *No idea what he's thinking, bringing me here.* *He's not getting weird ideas, is he?* She'd caught on to something.
Naturally—I had a goal.
Waited for the movie to start.
Not our investment, so it was meh.
Word-of-mouth tanked attendance.
'Perfect for me.'
Empty late theater—ideal for my plans.
Waited for the steamy scene.
'Here it comes.'
The fugitive hero hooked up with his hiding woman.
Gulp—
Hushed silence fell.
Everyone screen-fixed, dead quiet.
Hong Yu-ha swallowed, staring intently, unmoving.
I glanced at her.
Face red. Cute.
"Mother-in-Law."
"Hm?"
I pulled her wrist toward me.
"You said you'd do it whenever I want, right?"
"...H-huh?"
Plop—
Her hand on my half-hard dick.
Over pants, but her palm's warmth hit full force.
"Eight times left. Do one here."
"Wh-what?"
"Shh. They'll hear."
"...Ah."
"Gonna take it out, Mother-in-Law."
Ziiiip—
Carefully unzipped and freed my dick.
Keep her mind off second thoughts.
She wouldn't resist then.
As expected.
Drip—
Her hand on my dick hesitated in rebellion.
Squeeze—
Then gently gripped it natural as could be.
Eyes on screen.
But that hand clutching my dick—insanely erotic.
'Not settling for a handjob today.'
Target: those pretty lips.
I'll get my dick in her mouth somehow.