Urine
"Shin Eunyeong... what the hell are you doing here..."
Why was that cheating bitch picking the lock on my front door?
"O-Oppa...? Why are you... huh? When? No, how..."
Shin Eunyeong stammered at the sight of me, her words falling apart in her mouth.
Anyone watching would have sworn a dead man had just shoved open his own coffin lid. Then again, I'd been missing for over ten years. Assuming I'd died in some ditch far from home wasn't exactly unreasonable.
Fine. That much I could accept. But how did she know the passcode to our house? To a house whose owners — my parents — were already dead?
I stood up and walked toward her. The closer I came, the further she retreated, until her legs gave out and she dropped onto the floor. A vacant look crossed her face, and she let out a thin, helpless laugh.
"Ha... ha..."
"Why are you breaking into someone else's house? At this hour, no less. And how did you even get the passcode?"
"Th-that's... I don't even know where to start... what the hell is going on right now...?"
Ah. What was this?
Shin Eunyeong's thoughts had just poured straight into my head. How? I'd never learned magic like this. Then again — Aria had been able to read my mind. And according to the wish, I had forcibly inherited her divine authority. Hearing someone else's thoughts, then, might not be so strange after all.
"You thought I was dead?" I asked, a dry chuckle in my throat.
"Is it... really you, Oppa?"
Oppa, my ass. She'd been rolling around with some other guy and she still had the nerve to call me that.
"Yeah. It's me. Long time no see, Shin Eunyeong."
"O-Oppa, you were alive... I thought you were dead... I'm so glad you're... alive..."
Right. That explained everything.
I sank into her memories and grasped the entire situation in an instant.
Our house was pretty expensive, after all.
Ten years ago, I'd left home to confront Shin Eunyeong about cheating on me, and an accident had transferred me to another world. My parents never found a body, so they clung to a hollow hope and spent their days searching for their son. Day by day their minds frayed. The family crumbled.
Meanwhile, Shin Eunyeong seized the opening and approached my parents. Unaware she'd been unfaithful, they took in the woman who was, publicly, still my girlfriend — and made her their adopted daughter. For a full ten years she played the devoted child, all while hopping into bed with other men behind their backs.
In the end, before they died, my parents decided to leave this house to her. More precisely: if I never showed up, the house would be hers.
And then I showed up.
Whether this place was valuable enough to scheme over for a decade, I couldn't say. But that was the truth of it.
What a shameless cunt. She toyed with my family. Fine. She wouldn't die easy either.
"Uh... Oppa..."
She started to say something. I got there first.
"My parents are dead, then?"
I looked at the memorial portraits sitting on the table.
"Yeah..."
She lowered her head. And then —
"Hhk... hhng... they were thinking of you right up until the end... when they passed..."
Shin Eunyeong let the tears fall. So that was what crocodile tears looked like.
"When did they die?"
"Your father last year... your mother a week ago..."
A week ago. The funeral would barely have been over. Digging through her memories, I found that Shin Eunyeong had even stood in as chief mourner in my place. All of it an act, of course — a performance to get her hands on the house.
Disgusting.
"I finished the funeral a few days ago... I came by tonight to start packing the place up... and here you were..."
"Yeah. Things happened. I was away for a while."
"Away — wait, were you caught in a Gate too, Oppa?"
Hm? What was that supposed to mean?
"A Gate?"
"Yeah. Not long after you disappeared, Gates started opening all over the world... you didn't know?"
"Ah... no... I mean, yeah. That sounds right. Yeah, that's what happened. I got sucked into a Gate and only made it out a few days ago."
I fumbled the lie into something that would hold.
"I knew it... that's why we could never find you..."
"My parents... they didn't go looking through the Gates for me, did they?"
"...."
"Eunyeong?"
"Your father died in a Gate."
"....!"
My heart dropped. Fuck. My nails bit into my palms.
"Oppa...! Blood! You're bleeding!"
"I'm fine..."
Fine, my ass.
Dad had wandered from Gate to Gate looking for me. I didn't know what a Gate was, but it was probably something like the dungeons of the world I'd lived in. And he'd walked in and out of places like that without a second thought.
My chest tightened. Because of me...
A brief silence settled over the room.
"So what did you come here for?"
"Huh?"
"What's your business at this hour?"
"Ah... your mother left this house to me. So..."
"Mom did?"
"Yeah... I know you won't believe me, Oppa, but... I tried, okay? I took care of your mother and father... I worked really hard..."
"....."
How was I supposed to respond to that?
I said nothing, and Shin Eunyeong seemed to sense something off. She came over and took my wrist.
"Ah... you're tired, aren't you, Oppa? Come on, let's go inside and sleep..."
"Uh...?"
She strode toward my bedroom door.
"I haven't cleaned the room in a week, so it's a little dusty..."
"Wai—"
The door opened. The light came on.
And there —
"Doheon...?"
Aria was crawling naked across the floor. She must have rolled off the bed in her sleep, and the loose clothes she'd been wearing had come off in the process.
"Uh...?"
Shin Eunyeong's body went rigid.
"Uh. Who...?"
Aria was just as startled. A strange current passed between the two of them. How was I supposed to explain this?
Shin Eunyeong was the one who broke the silence.
"Oppa, who is that?"
"....Someone I know."
Someone I know. It wasn't as if I could introduce her as my secret lover.
"She doesn't have arms or legs, though...?"
"Ah... an accident. In a Gate..."
I looked at Aria. She caught on and nodded.
"Ah..."
This was more entertaining than I'd expected.
On paper, the house belonged to Shin Eunyeong. At the same time, it was still mine. And I had just brought home a dependent, which put her in a thoroughly awkward position. She couldn't throw me out. Throwing out the woman I'd brought with me would be even more impossible.
Well, Shin Eunyeong? What are you going to do?
"Shin Eunyeong. I get that my parents left you this house. But still — I am their son. I find it hard to believe I don't have any share in it at all..."
"Uh...? That's..."
"Wouldn't you agree? If I'm wrong, why don't you show me the will?"
"...."
And that was how our uncomfortable cohabitation began.
A month passed.
Three people lived in the house. One adulteress, one man, and a lump of meat.
A man and a woman sharing a home wasn't strange in itself. Add a dependent to the mix, and the math changed entirely.
We were eating breakfast. Shin Eunyeong picked at her rice with her hair still a mess; I sat across from her tearing into a piece of bread. And Aria — Aria was on the bare floor, lapping milk from a bowl like a dog.
A fairly humiliating arrangement for someone who used to be a goddess. But even this had become routine. For the first week, I had spoon-fed her every meal myself. Then Shin Eunyeong had started complaining.
"Can't you just let her feed herself?"
"Hm? Why?"
"I mean, she's not a baby. She can't even use the toilet, she can't wash herself — the least she could do is eat on her own, don't you think?"
"Doheon..."
Aria's eyes wavered.
In fairness, looking after her had worn both of us down. Aria was the type who needed to urinate constantly. Night after night she woke me and Shin Eunyeong to be carried to the bathroom, and after enough of those nights, neither of us was getting any real sleep.
Aria's face went red.
"I'm sorry..."
"If you're sorry — haah. Forget it. Do whatever you want..."
Shin Eunyeong tossed her spoon down and went to her room.
"Doheon... I'm sor—"
"Drop it. Saying sorry isn't going to grow you a pair of hands or a pair of feet. Just live the way you have been."
Shin Eunyeong had gotten sharp from the lack of sleep, but I didn't need to sleep in the first place, so it barely registered. Even so, I let a faint note of reproach into my voice.
"I... I... I'm truly sorry..."
Aria's eyes welled. Tears fell, one after another.
She had every reason to feel trapped. Every last scrap of her power had been stripped away and given to me; she had no way to contact the Heavenly Realm. And since she didn't even know that, the anxiety would be eating her alive. What if I have to live like this forever? Why am I like this? Why do I only ever cause trouble? I used to be a goddess... Thoughts like that, tangled and messy.
"Doheon..."
"What."
"I'll... eat by myself from now on..."
"Think you can manage?"
"Yes... just put some milk in a bowl for me..."
"....."
And so, starting the next day, Aria's staple food became milk.
"Doesn't this look exactly like that?"
"Like what."
"Like a pet eating next to its owner."
Shin Eunyeong said it in the middle of the meal, apparently bored. Aria froze.
"Nn...!"
She shot Shin Eunyeong a look that was as close to a glare as she could manage, some protest stuck behind her teeth.
"What? I'm not wrong."
Shin Eunyeong stared back at her, expressionless.
"...."
Aria simply lowered her head and went back to lapping at the milk.
"Aww, so cute. Our Aria. Let's live happily ever after with your unni, okay~?"
"....Yes."
There were curses, and then there was whatever that was. Aria had been cast out of the Heavenly Realm anyway; it wasn't as if she had anywhere else to go.
I finished the last of my bread and stood up.
"I'm heading in."
"Suit yourself."
I'd almost made it to my door when —
"Doheon...! Wait...!"
Aria called after me. She abandoned the milk and came waddling after me as fast as the stumps of her missing limbs would carry her, rocking from side to side.
"What?"
For the record, I now spoke casually with Aria. Using formal language for every little thing had gotten tedious, and when she didn't complain, I simply kept it up. Same with Shin Eunyeong.
"Um... I need to... urinate..."
"Haa... we're eating..."
Shin Eunyeong snapped. I narrowed my eyes at Aria.
"I-I'm sorry...! Truly...!"
Aria squeezed her eyes shut and apologized.
"Forget it. Come on. Bathroom."
"I'm sorry...! Thank you...!"
Come to think of it, the vast majority of what Aria said in a given day was I'm sorry and thank you.
I scooped her up without much care.
"Nnh...!"
It must have hurt; a small sound escaped her. I hooked an arm under her ass and wrapped the other around her waist. No matter how many times I looked, it was a bizarre body. Her ass and her tits were obscenely heavy with fat, but her waist was impossibly thin. Shin Eunyeong found it fascinating enough that she groped her whenever she got bored.
Anyway. I carried Aria to the bathroom. All she had on was a pair of panties and an apron. We'd never found a bra that fit, so we simply hadn't bothered putting one on her. She probably hadn't worn one as a goddess either.
I stripped the panties off her and tossed them onto the sink. The apron came off next. The areolae of her plump breasts came into view. Then I spread her legs wide into a Y.
"Kyah!"
"Quiet."
"Yes..."
Smooth. Not a single hair. A completely inconsiderate way to handle her — but it was the most efficient position.
"Hurry up and piss."
"Y-yes..."
Aria's body trembled. Her plump pussy twitched and flexed toward the toilet bowl, a pretty shade of pink. I could feel her ass clenching and unclenching against my hand. Looking for her aim, maybe.
"That's filthy as hell."
"Pardon...?"
"Nothing. Joke."
"...."
Her face went red. Even so, Aria closed her eyes and tried to let the tension out of her body. She went slack, and the weight of her settled more heavily in my arms.
But three minutes passed, and not a drop of urine left her.
"Hey. You gonna go or not?"
"Th-that's... my lower half is... e-exposed... so I got nervous and it... won't come out..."
She said it bashfully.
"That so?"
Hm. What to do.
I took a closer look at her pussy. Hold on. She was a little wet, wasn't she?
In that case.
I pushed a finger into her cunt without warning.
Shlick—!
"Hyaaaahn?!"
A cute sound. A cute little queef seeped out around my finger.
"W-what are you doing right now...?!"
"What does it look like? I'm helping you piss."
Schlick, schlick. Squish, squelch.
One finger pumped in and out, catching on a little protruding nub and flicking it, then stirring. Each time, a bead of wetness flicked out of her.
"Kyahht...! Nnhhaaaah!!!"
"I figured if I stimulated you like this, it'd come out faster..."
"Hngh... it hurts... it hurts... please be gentle...!! Haahn...!"
Still an undeveloped virgin pussy, apparently — even this much was enough to make her hurt.
"No. I don't have time, so piss already."
Squish, squelch.
"You can't! You can't! And that's not even the right hole...!"
"Where do you think I have my hand, then?"
"There... there...!"
"So where...!"
Shhuuck—!!!
I shoved a second finger in. Two fingers would be a lot for a cunt that hadn't been properly broken in yet.
"Nnhhaaah...!!!!"
I knew perfectly well I wasn't stimulating her urethra. Did she think I'd gone through life without ever having sex? I'd had partners in the other world, too.
"Kyaaaaagh!!! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
She flailed the stumps of her arms. Her short legs crossed and kicked. I ignored it and twisted my fingers in slow circles. Before long, blood was running down them. I supposed that counted as tearing her hymen.
Schlick-squelch-squelch!!!
An obscenely wet sound — hard to believe it was coming from a goddess's pussy.
"So which hole is it."
Chhlick!!! Chh-squelch!!!
"There...! Theeere!! It huuurts!! Hwaaaaaah!!!"
She was crying. Aria's whole body had gone slick with sweat, flushed pink from head to toe. Ash-gray hair plastered itself to her face. Her mouth stretched into a triangle as she shuddered and wailed.
I didn't stop. I added another finger. Three. A considerable amount.
Pbbwaaaaah!!!
The queef got louder.
"KKYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!"
An incredible noise. The neighbors were going to file a complaint. Not that I cared.
"I'm not stopping until you say it..."
"Pussy!! It's my puuussy!! My puuuussy!!!!"
She squeezed her eyes shut and threw her head back, trying to hook the stumps of her arms around my neck.
"Goddess, my ass."
I yanked my fingers out.
Schliiick—!!!!
A thread of white stretched and snapped.
"Nnhhaaaaah!!"
The juices that had pooled inside her cunt came flooding out the moment my fingers left, bursting like a broken dam.
Shhhhhhhaaah!!!
It sprayed. A little of it caught my face.
"Ah... ah..."
Aria went limp. I tightened my arm around her waist, and the pressure on her abdomen must have done it — urine followed right after.
Psssssssssssshhhhh...
"Hhk... hhnnaaaaaah... hhk..."
Aria's tongue stood straight in her mouth as a full-body tremor ran through her. After holding it that long and then forcing it out with that much stimulation, her body must have felt considerably lighter.