Chapter 21 - Chapter 19: Episode 18 - Jealousy
Jealousy, guilt, anger, confusion, disappointment.
Every one of those emotions was etched onto Yu-rin's face.
Even if Seon-ah had been forced into it by threats, these weren't the kind of things a man with a girlfriend should ever say.
Yu-rin radiated a murderous intent, as if she were ready to tear someone apart, and turned to Minji.
"Don't ever see Seon-ah again. Unless you want to die."
"..."
Minji, who had received a confession only hours ago and had just assaulted Seon-ah, could only hang her head in silence.
Then, Yu-rin handed over my clothes, which were scattered nearby.
"And you—don't you dare talk to other women from now on. I can't take it anymore. You go around seducing this bitch and that bitch with that lewd body of yours. And now some weirdo latches onto you and you get dragged into this mess? Are you even my man after pulling a stunt like that?"
A barrage of reprimands rained down on Seon-ah.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
Overcome by guilt, Seon-ah could only repeat his apology.
Not long after, hunters from the Hwaryong Guild arrived to investigate the stalker, who had lost both legs, and the corpses left behind.
By the time we finished giving our statements and the investigation concluded, morning had broken.
Yu-rin took Seon-ah and headed home.
She left Minji behind, who was still frozen in a daze, unable to even dress herself properly.
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Seon-ah and Yu-rin entered the house.
Though the kidnapping, the assault, and the fear for his life were over, the tension in the air remained thick.
Thinking about it now, he didn't even know how Yu-rin had found out he was kidnapped in the first place.
I assumed she must have tracked my location through our couple-tracking app.
Since we both had it installed, that was the most logical explanation.
Still, given the stalker's obsession, it would have been natural for Yu-rin to demand an explanation for everything—including why Minji had been kidnapped alongside him.
Yet, Yu-rin didn't say a single word to Seon-ah.
It was as if she already knew everything.
Perhaps still simmering with anger, Yu-rin had held onto Seon-ah's arm the entire way home.
Every so often, her grip would tremble, squeezing so hard it felt like his bone might snap.
It seemed she couldn't control her strength, fueled by her agitation and rage.
Whenever it happened, Seon-ah would let out a groan of pain, but she would only loosen her grip slightly without ever letting go.
She was like a young child, terrified that her favorite toy might vanish.
"Seon-ah, let's wash up first."
Seon-ah, having been assaulted until just before they arrived, still had Minji's fluids dried all over his body.
"Ugh... Okay...."
He was so exhausted he felt like he could collapse onto the bed and sleep for days, but he answered obediently, terrified of what might happen if he refused her right now.
As Seon-ah stripped off his clothes and stepped into the bathroom, Yu-rin followed him in.
"You're tired and having a hard time, aren't you? I'll wash you."
With a weary expression, Seon-ah nodded.
He felt a throbbing pain in the arm Yu-rin had been holding; when he looked, he saw a blue bruise in the shape of a handprint.
This wasn't the usual Yu-rin.
She was a woman who never used violence against him without cause, but now, she seemed like a different person.
He wanted to refuse, to say he could wash himself, but he didn't know what might happen if he said the wrong thing.
She picked up the showerhead and began washing every corner of his body with warm water.
But when her hand touched the slippery area around his crotch—where Minji's fluids had dried—her breathing turned ragged.
The pressure of her hand increased.
She began to scrub with a frantic, rough intensity, as if she were trying to scour away something that wouldn't come off.
"Yu-rin-ah, it hurts... please, go easy."
Unable to bear it any longer, Seon-ah pleaded with her.
"Seon-ah. You know, I trusted you, no matter how lewd you are. I truly thought you wouldn't hook up with other bitches."
Seon-ah flinched.
Yu-rin continued.
"But you confessed to Minji, didn't you?"
Seon-ah realized the situation had spiraled out of control because of the plans Yu-rin had set in motion, driven by her own obsession.
He had intended to tell the truth and beg for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry, actually there was a reason I did that. I..."
She cut him off.
She looked at him with eyes that seemed to swallow all light, her expression twisted in disgust.
"Did it feel good getting fucked like a dog by that bitch? Is that why you were moaning under her? Even if it was right in front of me..."
In that desperate situation, while Minji had been assaulting him, he had been swallowed by her tight, coiling body—not as much as Yu-rin's, but enough that even Seon-ah couldn't help but moan.
But it was clear that to Yu-rin, the context didn't matter.
The two facts—confessing to another woman and then, half-forced by threats, having sex—meant that, in her eyes, Seon-ah had committed total adultery.
Seon-ah was well aware of that.
"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."
Seon-ah played the 'crying first' card—the man's ultimate trump card.
He had anticipated that if Yu-rin ever misunderstood, he would need to break her down mentally, so he looked at her and shed tears he had never shown her before.
It was the first time in fifteen years I had let Yu-rin see me cry.
On the first day, my eyes had only welled up a little.
This time, the tears streamed down, making his sincerity undeniable. For Yu-rin, the bewilderment outweighed her anger.
In the end, while her anger didn't vanish, the urge to reprimand him further disappeared.
After I shed those tears, Yu-rin finally broke the long silence.
She wore an expression that suggested she had no other choice.
"Seon-ah, I'll let it slide this once... but you're dropping out of university."
Yu-rin said coldly.
"Okay... I'll quit."
Minji wasn't the type to have a loose tongue, but it was clear she would be called in frequently for investigations regarding this incident.
Eventually, someone at the university would find out, and rumors would spread about the incident I was involved in, so I had been considering dropping out anyway.
"And don't leave the house for a while."
"Okay."
Seon-ah answered, desperate to receive her forgiveness.
"Let's finish washing and go to sleep."
Unlike before, I wondered if her anger had subsided, but...
When she washed my cock, her hand began to tremble, applying intense pressure.
My cock, which had entered and exited Minji's hole hundreds of times, was red and slightly swollen.
Seeing that, Yu-rin's eyes turned dead and terrifying as she continued to scrub.
It wasn't like foreplay; she was washing it with a brutal, excessive force.
I flinched at the pain, but Yu-rin, seemingly blind to my reaction, just kept repeating the motion.
Not long after, Yu-rin finally came to her senses, rinsed my soaped-up body, and dried me off with a towel and a hairdryer.
Usually, Yu-rin would have handed me pajamas, but something felt strange.
The way she took Seon-ah straight to the bedroom and comforted him felt like she was building up to something.
As Seon-ah, completely nude, lay on the bed, Yu-rin started taking off her own clothes.
Then Yu-rin got into bed, and the two of them lay there naked, staring at each other.
It was a scene they saw every weekend.
However, this time, the situation felt different.
"Seon-ah. You know, there's one thing I've been thinking about."
She began to speak to him.
"...What is it?"
It felt like she was about to start the main event right then and there.
Since returning home, I was at my limit.
My whole body was screaming for sleep due to the exhaustion of being kidnapped and assaulted, and after the shower, the fatigue was so intense that my eyes were already drooping shut.
"They say other men can't even get it up properly when they're virgins. But Seon-ah, you were so hard when you were with me, weren't you?"
Seon-ah had almost no sexual knowledge about the men of this world.
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He hadn't looked into it because he didn't feel the need to know such things.
In his previous life, almost no man looked up such trivia.
"Plus, you have no stamina, but you can't be satisfied with just one or two rounds, and you keep getting hard and asking to be fucked, you lewd body. You even get hard while you're passed out, don't you?"
At first, he thought his sexual desire had become stronger because his body was younger, but just as Yu-rin said, this body was strange.
In his previous life, he could only go three or four times at most, but his current body, while lacking stamina, didn't seem to diminish even after exceeding fifteen rounds.
Judging by his experience with Yu-rin, there were times when it would hurt and stop getting hard only after the twentieth time.
"So, for lewd Seon-ah, I'll manage your libido 'every day'. That way, you won't have any reason to confess or talk to other women because of your urges."
If he had sex with Yu-rin every day, he would die of exhaustion in no time.
Yu-rin was an Awakened now, too.
There was almost no chance of her running out of stamina and stopping.
Fearing the bizarre image of her wringing out a dry rag until nothing was left would become reality, my inner thoughts slipped out.
"But that's a bit..."
He had blurted out his refusal, terrified by the prospect.
"Seon-ah. I said I'd forgive you just this once. If you don't listen..."
Yu-rin said quietly.
"You'll die, and I'll die with you."
Seon-ah trembled, feeling the absolute sincerity in her words—the killing intent was palpable.
It wasn't because he was cold from being naked.
The indoor temperature of Yu-rin's house was quite warm.
When Seon-ah nodded slightly, Yu-rin reached out and began stroking his hair, as if he had done well.
She brought her face close to his and whispered in his ear.
"Let's start with today's management."
With those words, she began to touch his spot.
His cock, which had remained erect, pointing endlessly upward even while she was washing him earlier...