Chapter 29 - Chapter 27: Episode 26 - Seeds of Doubt
Yu-rin and Seon-ah visited Seon-ah's parents' house for the formal family meeting.
Seon-ah's mother, Min-ah, and father, Hyeon-tae, welcomed them.
"Our son's back to visit—it's been a while. Have you been well, Yu-rin-i?"
Min-ah was happy to see Seon-ah again, but she felt a pang of pity seeing him look somewhat haggard.
"Hello. It's been a while since I last saw you, Mother, so I came to pay my respects."
As Yu-rin-i greeted them brightly, Min-ah smiled and replied.
"Have you eaten?"
"We ate before coming."
"Then let's have a cup of tea."
Min-ah led Yu-rin and Seon-ah to the living room, and Seon-ah's father, Hyeon-tae, went to the kitchen to prepare tea.
The three sat at the table in the living room and chatted.
Just light talk to catch up on how everyone was doing.
Then, when Hyeon-tae said he needed an extra hand carrying the tea, Seon-ah went to the kitchen.
Once Yu-rin and Min-ah were alone, Min-ah suddenly asked a pointed question.
"Yu-rin-a, Seon-ah seems to be having a hard time lately. Is something going on?"
Yu-rin-i was silent for a moment at Min-ah's sharp question.
It was as if she'd hit a nerve; an answer didn't come out right away.
She needed a moment to compose herself and prepare to speak nonchalantly.
"Now that I think about it, I think he developed some trauma after being kidnapped."
"I suppose that's true, isn't it? No matter how brave he might be, Seon-ah is still a man."
Min-ah's words seemed accepting, but the look in her eyes betrayed her suspicion hadn't faded—if anything, it had grown.
"Still, I hope that if you see Seon-ah having a hard time, you'll take good care of him. It's a dangerous world for a man to be on his own, isn't it?"
Min-ah couldn't outright accuse Yu-rin—"Did you bully my son?"—without evidence, especially since she'd known her for years, so she wrapped the warning in indirect phrasing.
"Of course, Mother."
As Yu-rin-i finished in agreement, Hyeon-tae and Seon-ah brought the tea.
"Now that we're all seated, I'll get to the main point."
Seon-ah said.
"We've decided to get married."
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After they brought up marriage, we had no choice but to give our permission.
We even decided to schedule the formal family meeting with Executive Director Yu-ra—should I call her an in-law now?
Anyway, we decided to schedule the formal family meeting with Yu-rin-i's parents.
Min-ah knew that the relationship between Seon-ah and Yu-rin had been good for a long time, and that they'd been lovers for quite a while.
There was no way someone like Yu-rin wouldn't know about Seon-ah's worries or pain.
There was definitely something Yu-rin-i was hiding.
That flustered expression Yu-rin made earlier when I pressed her about Seon-ah struggling.
It might need to be resolved before the wedding, but I couldn't act without evidence.
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I needed to move even more cautiously.
Unless Seon-ah opened up about that worry—since it seemed he was hiding it together with Yu-rin.
If I tried to dig into it rashly, they'd only tighten the lid.
In Min-ah's heart, the seed of doubt had already begun to sprout.
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Yu-rin was driving back to her house near the university area with Seon-ah.
She couldn't forget Min-ah's words and the suspicious look directed at her.
That slightly sharp eye shape, so like Seon-ah's, seemed to pierce through her mind.
Still, she told herself it wasn't something to worry about too much.
Sexual acts varied from couple to couple.
Since Seon-ah liked things a bit rough, and I wanted rough sex, we were a perfect match.
It was true that the things I'd done to Seon-ah were rough on a man—probably not something society would approve of.
But to me, that was a private matter.
If Seon-ah had really hated it, he would have told his parents or even mine.
But instead of complaining, he just goes along quietly, as if nothing happened, even after I've taken control of his sexual release and desires.
If he hated what I did, he would have run away already, but even now, he was sitting next to me, looking out the window.
Thinking about that horny demeanor of his—passive only in bed but getting hard again and again—I could feel myself getting wet.
With about two weeks left until the formal family meeting, I was so excited to spend intense time with Seon-ah.
Once he starts his alternative service, even if we work nearby,
once someone enters a Gate, they're inside for anywhere from a day to two weeks, so the time I'm spending with Seon-ah now is precious.
Having spent almost every day with Seon-ah, I was afraid of the days ahead when I wouldn't see him.
I want to leave proof that Seon-ah is mine, but having a child is impossible.
A good idea popped into my head while I was worrying about that.
If I'm afraid of not seeing Seon-ah, I should just make it so I can see him every day.
Even better if I film videos when we have sex.
I'll capture Seon-ah on video, documenting him from before the wedding to after we're married.
I smiled to myself at the thought of leaving a video of Seon-ah wailing and moaning as soon as we got home.
My lips curled up involuntarily, but.
Good thing Seon-ah was watching the scenery outside the car and couldn't see that sinister smile.
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As soon as we got home, Seon-ah sprawled out on the sofa in the living room, exhausted.
Even though he'd become an Awakened and his body was stronger than an average person's, that didn't make him mentally stronger.
Having to visit both houses and bring up the marriage talk had exhausted both of us mentally.
Seon-ah had started spending a lot of time lying down and staring blankly at the ceiling lately.
At times like this, he'd be so deep in thought that he wouldn't even notice me approaching.
I slowly approached Seon-ah and began to gently touch his body.
The soft, squishy texture before he awakened was good, but the springy firmness he had now was also to my liking.
With a texture like this, I could knead him forever.
When I put my hands on him to knead, Seon-ah seemed surprised by the sudden touch, but knowing it was only me, he said.
"Let's wash first."
"We both showered at your parents' house and came straight here. Isn't this clean enough?"
"Still, no. We have plenty of time... let's do it slowly."
Seeing Seon-ah's tempting body, I'd even forgotten about the plan to film a video.
I almost put my hands on that horny body right away.
It had been a few days since we'd had sex, and my body, aroused from handling Seon-ah's desires, was hard to control, but filming was the priority for now.
There were two bathrooms in my house, but we always showered together in the master bathroom.
It couldn't be helped—admiring Seon-ah's naked body and touching his wet flesh felt too good.
At first, he hated me constantly touching him, but now that he seemed used to it, he accepted it obediently.
Thinking about the video, I deeply regretted not having filmed earlier, so I could compare his expression when he first hated my touch with how he was now.
Still, I'd found a way to preserve memories with Seon-ah, so I thought I'd focus on the ones I'd create from now on.
I regretted not being able to film Seon-ah's first times—his first kiss, first experience, first sexual draining—but there were still many firsts left for him.
Come to think of it, the drugs I'd fed Minji's younger brother last time were still left.
Looking at the photos I got from the person I hired back then, he looked really good after being drugged and violated.
It seemed like a good idea to feed Seon-ah a bunch of drugs—narcotics, aphrodisiacs, stimulants—and then have sex.
Seon-ah's first drug-fueled sex would be really rewarding to film.
It would be hard to film properly if I took them myself, so it would be fun to feed them to Seon-ah and violate him until he couldn't get hard anymore.
As I stared at Seon-ah intensely with desire and smacked my lips, Seon-ah suddenly got chills while washing his hair.
Even though he was washing with warm water, he'd get chills occasionally—he wondered if he was already going through early menopause, even though he was only in his twenties.
I kneaded Seon-ah, who was trembling, several times while pretending to wash him, enjoying the texture.
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After we washed together and dried off, Seon-ah lay down on the bed first.
In this world, the cowgirl position was the most common, so it was natural for a man to lie on his back, and since we always had sex like that, he had no choice but to lie down.
But instead of pouncing on the bed like usual, I started taking something out of the master bedroom drawer.
I took the drugs out of a semi-transparent plastic bag.
As I took them out, I counted five types.
I didn't know what they all were, but taking them out now meant I was definitely going to use them before sex.
"Yu-rin-a, what is that?"
I said with a bright smile.
"Stimulant, aphrodisiac, narcotic, arginine, and arousal drug. Five total."
Seon-ah shook his head quickly, his face pale.
"I don't want to. I'm not going to take those. Let's just do it normally. I'll try my best, okay?... Please..."
"What did you say?"
I looked at Seon-ah coldly, holding a camcorder in one hand, and my expression hardened.
It seemed like normal sex was already out of the question.
How could a girl be so crazy that she wants to perform all kinds of sexual acts that would drive a person insane every time? Even though Seon-ah's sexual values aligned more with the women of this world, he was still shocked every time by the fact that Yu-rin was a total pervert.
She was even coercive in bed.
Lose by day, win by night.
It means to lose during the day and win at night.
I wanted this from my girlfriend Yu-rin, but her winning at night was so ferocious that it crossed the line.
It was no exaggeration to see her not as a tyrant in bed, but as a Demon King.
"I'll spread it out on the bed for you, so once I start filming, you just have to take them in order."
Just in case, Seon-ah asked Yu-rin.
"You're not going to spread it somewhere else, are you?"
"What do you take me for. Since there will be many days we can't meet when I'm in service, I'm just filming it to use as a 'side dish' then. Don't misunderstand."
Yu-rin had an expression that guaranteed there was no such thing.
"Now, I'm starting the filming."
"Introduce yourself. What's your name and age? How many sexual experiences have you had?"
As if copying adult videos she'd watched, Yu-rin had Seon-ah introduce himself.
"I'm Lee Seon-ah. I'm twenty years old. I have two sexual experiences."
He looked like he'd just realized his mistake.
The confession to Minji and being violated were considered things that never happened by tacit agreement with Yu-rin, so it was a huge slip.
When he accidentally counted the person he'd been violated by, Yu-rin, who was filming, started grinding her teeth and her grip on the camcorder tightened.
I could hear the metal creak, as if it were about to break.
Yu-rin, after a moment to catch her breath, set the camcorder on the desk and started coming toward me.
She had tried to hold the camcorder, but now it was fixed on the desk, zoomed in on me.
And after grabbing my neck with her left hand, she grabbed all the drugs sprawled on the bed with her right.
"Open up, you fucking bastard."
And with that curse, her anger turned on me.
Pressed by Yu-rin's terrifying momentum, honorifics leaked out of my mouth on their own.
"Yes..."
And then, out of fear, I opened my mouth as Yu-rin ordered...
And I swallowed all the drugs that Yu-rin violently shoved into my mouth.