Riot Breaks Out!! Racing to Save My First Love, the Landlady — Greeted by Her Massive 45-Inch Ass
"Hey, A-young. The place Auntie went shopping—is it Hanseong Mart in Songrae-gu?"
I was still standing there with my pants down around my ankles, fully erect, as I fixed Park A-young with a suddenly serious look and confirmed where Min-jung Auntie had gone to buy groceries.
"Yeah. Mom said you like the side dishes from there, so she headed that way."
Most of the crazy had drained out of Park A-young, but her curiosity was still running full tilt. She answered without ever taking her eyes off my cock.
"This is bad."
Rustle. Rustle. Rustle.
I felt a little guilty for jumping right over that hungry stare of hers. Still, I had no choice. I yanked my underwear and pants back up in one hurried motion.
"What the hell?! Why'd you stop, you bastard?!"
Park A-young glared up at me with axe-blade eyes, looking exactly like a woman whose piston-pounding had been cut off right on the edge of orgasm.
"There's a riot going on in Songrae-gu too. I'm heading over to check on Auntie. Cut me some slack, A-young."
As a man, that reaction of hers felt pretty damn good. It meant my fully hard cock had left a solid impression on her. So even while I was frantically straightening my clothes, I kept soothing her.
"Fine, whatever, you fucking asshole..."
Park A-young's feelings toward Min-jung Auntie were complicated as hell. For one thing, she barely ever listened to her mother. And just a minute ago, when I said I probably would have gotten rock-hard instantly if it had been Min-jung Auntie instead, she'd flared up with pure jealousy. Yet whenever I went out of my way to look after Min-jung Auntie like this, she always ended up giving in with that reluctant little shrug.
"I'll be back soon. Lock the door and stay put."
With my erection finally under control, I left Park A-young behind and stepped out through the front door of the landlord's house.
Are the Goryeo Special Police slacking off or what? Why the hell is this happening all of a sudden?
Before heading for Songrae-gu I swapped into proper shoes first. Something about the whole situation felt off.
There was a reason the security industry had boomed for the last fourteen years. Back then the streets had been so brutal that violent crimes kept exploding even in broad daylight inside the same neighborhood. Then the Goryeo Special Police system was created, elite private security specialists poured out, crime rates plummeted, and things stayed that way right up to now. Suddenly it felt like old Gotham-Hanseong was making a comeback.
Hmm... the communities are going nuts too...
On the way to Hanseong Mart in Songrae-gu I started scrolling the boards. Judging from the emergency disaster texts, a ton of riot-related info was being filtered and cleaned up. Portal news alone never gave you the real street-level picture in cases like this. Time to borrow the power of the online warriors.
Sure enough, the users were already sharing intel and piecing the situation together.
That explained why the disaster text never mentioned weapons. The whole rampage had gone down bare-handed.
More testimonies keep popping up... looks pretty credible then...?
Of course the guy under the handle TheEndIsNigh could be full of shit. So I cross-checked other people's accounts and decided the odds were high it was real.
Then I hit a seriously provocative piece of intel.
Not just controlled—locked down...? What is this, a plague???
I zeroed in on the earlier detail that the rampaging figure had looked sick. Combine that with actual closed-off zones, and the first thing that flashed through my head was an epidemic.
After reunification the government had redrawn administrative districts specifically because of disease. Food shortages had been followed by wave after wave of contagion, and the authorities had finally realized how critical an efficient regional lockdown system was. That kicked off a massive national project.
Oh! There's video.
Riding the momentum I started combing through video sites and finally dug up a solid clip.
Those uniforms—that's Goryeo Special Police gear.
It showed Goryeo Special Police trying to subdue a rampaging individual. Two of them were directly engaged while the rest controlled the perimeter. The cordon must have been tight; the footage was shaky and shot from a long distance.
Watching it left me full of questions. Even with that many Goryeo Special Police on the scene they still couldn't put the guy down cleanly. That just didn't sit right.
Some weird sense of déjà vu is standing straight up...
The keywords I'd collected refused to line up into anything coherent. But on pure gut level something kept screaming danger signals at me nonstop. So I pushed my pace even harder toward Hanseong Mart.
Damn... place is packed. Vacation season for sure...
With summer break rolling in, the mart was overflowing with people. I wanted to grab Min-jung Auntie and get home as fast as possible, but it didn't look easy.
That was me underestimating her, though.
Whoa-ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
The second I stepped inside the mart I spotted Min-jung Auntie.
"Did I buy too much...?"
Even from way across the floor her 45-inch ass was impossible to miss. She was bent forward with her knees slightly flexed, so that enormous, furious rear end was showing off its sexiness even more blatantly. She was huffing and puffing under the weight of all her shopping bags.
"Aigoo, Auntie~~ What on earth did you buy so much of~~!!"
—Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!!!
Every eye in the vicinity was glued to Min-jung Auntie's knockout ass and the deep valley of her cleavage. She herself was completely oblivious. I sprinted over, calling out to her.
"Tae-yang~~! What are you doing here, our Tae-yang~~??"
Our pure, simple-hearted Min-jung Auntie. Seeing me appear like some prince made her so happy she beamed and even waved.
"I got worried about you and came running, Auntie~~!"
Thud! Thunk!
I immediately took the shopping bags from her hands.
"Why~? Did something happen~?"
From the way her big round eyes went wide, I figured she hadn't seen the emergency disaster text.
"It's just that an emergency alert came through, Auntie. Apparently a riot broke out near Songrae-gu. And similar riots are popping up all over the place, so the whole situation feels off."
"You remember, right? Back when riots used to break out all the time?"
Loaded down with bags in both hands, I hurried my steps and brought Min-jung Auntie up to speed.
"Oh my goodness... what's going on? A-young didn't go outside, did she? She said she was taking a week off with no appointments, but..."
Min-jung Auntie fell into step beside me, her face already clouded with worry. And of course her first thought was her daughter.
"She's home. I told her to lock up tight and wait while I brought you back, so don't worry too much, Auntie."
Even though I'd been doing filthy things with that same daughter just a few dozen minutes earlier, I managed to sound warm and dependable enough to put Min-jung Auntie at ease.
Ah, crap...
Watching her fretting over Park A-young, something else suddenly crossed my mind.
"Auntie, could you hold these for a second? I need to call Dad."
I was worried about my father. No riots had hit the area around his company, but with outbreaks happening simultaneously all over the place I still needed to give him a heads-up.
"Of course, of course... give me those bags... hurry and call your father..."
Min-jung Auntie, who had been rubbing her own stiff shoulders from carrying the heavy load, took the bags from me with a serious look.
"Yes, Dad!! It's me."
Thanks to her I was able to call him right away.
"You saw the disaster text too, right? The riots reaching all the way into Hanseong Metropolitan City. That's why I'm calling."
I cut straight to the point.
"Yeah, I know, but they're happening all at once, so even the places that are quiet right now don't feel safe."
I glanced sideways at Min-jung Auntie while talking to my father.
"...."
I could feel her staring a hole straight through me. Honey was practically dripping from Min-jung Auntie's eyes. Personally I always thought I was pretty curt with my dad, but she kept saying our father-son relationship looked so warm. That look of hers was pure envy, longing, and pride that I was looking after him.
"Okay, Dad. I'll be careful too. Oh, and since you're coming home around evening, I'll come pick you up later."
I smiled at Min-jung Auntie.
My own thoughts went like this: even though we weren't blood-related, ever since puberty I had never once thought of Min-jung Auntie as an outsider in my life. The fact that I could talk this affectionately with my father right now was all thanks to the way she had always approached both of us with such warmth.
Maybe that feeling reached her. The honey-dripping eyes watching me curved into crescent moons of a smile.
"Ahem... Dad's worrying about me... but from where I'm standing he's the one who needs more worrying..."
"That's just how parents are..."
I finished the call with my father.
Squeeze...!
Right away Min-jung Auntie linked her arm through mine. She looked like she wanted to show just how happy she was, eyes already half-moons.
"Our Tae-yang's all grown up now. If Auntie clings to you like this, won't people look at us funny...?"
But her timid nature kicked in immediately. There were way more passersby here than near the house, so she got self-conscious.
"What are you talking about, Auntie~ Now that I'm fully grown, now that I'm an adult, it's even more natural to link arms properly~"
My consistent response was always to double down. Like I'd seen last night, I knew exactly how lonely she felt. If I could soothe that loneliness even a little with something like this, I had no intention of holding back.
"Heehee, you're right... that makes sense..."
Squeeze...!
My approach worked perfectly. Min-jung Auntie's smile stretched ear to ear as she clung even tighter to my arm.
"By the way, Auntie, you should really buy a car and hire some help already... especially when we're not around..."
In that moment I finally brought up something I'd been holding inside. Park Do-chul was a multi-hundred-billion-won tycoon. No matter how the household situation looked, Min-jung Auntie herself could command unimaginable amounts of money. Yet she never drove a car and never hired a housekeeper. That bugged me. I wanted her to live a little more comfortably now.
"Hmm... if Auntie hired people... then I wouldn't get to have times like this with you, Tae-yang..."
To my complaint she gave the most Auntie-like answer imaginable. She had never wanted flashy happiness. She just wanted to live sweetly with the person she loved. That desire had been so strong that twenty-year-old Kim Min-jung had thrown away the spotlight of a rising star actress without a second thought and poured everything into supporting Park Do-chul. And even now, at forty-two, she still dreamed that same dream completely intact.
"Haha...! When you put it like that... hahahaha!"
It sounded like I was the one filling a little of that happiness for her. I felt embarrassed. My first love, Min-jung Auntie. Making that first love happy felt wonderful and awkward and shy all at once. I had come running out of pure worry for her, and somewhere along the way my heart had filled up with this warm, fluffy feeling.
But a sound shattered that quiet warmth.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Somebody help!! Please help me!!!!!!!!"
It was a sharp scream that made every danger-related sense I possessed stand on end.