Chapter 156: The Stepmother Wants to Retire [R-18]
by Meher*
I never thought I’d see such a vulgar sight…
After sending her thoughtless daughters off to the academy, Hyejeong let out a long sigh.
She had thought they were model daughters who did just fine on their own, away from their mother. But, just as you’d expect from kids, they’d gone and caused trouble—and on a massive scale at that.
The future looked bleak, but even so…
‘Was Sang-hyeok always that handsome?’
The face she had seen in the dim, pre-dawn light of the room kept flashing before her eyes.
His eyes were slightly unfocused, likely from a passionate night with his sisters. His clothes were wrinkled, and even his slightly parted lips seemed decadent.
She had no memory of adopting such a sexy, handsome man…
‘They say kids grow up fast, but…’
Is he even the same person?
Hyejeong tilted her head in confusion.
When she’d first seen her naked daughters twitching on the sofa and the floor, her first thought had been that she wouldn’t let whoever touched them get away with it.
But the moment she laid eyes on Sang-hyeok, her anger vanished.
In a single glance, she understood the logic that had led her grown daughters to allow him to creampie them.
Hyejeong was a woman, too. If she had lived under the same roof with a man like that in her maiden days, she would have had sex with him like crazy every day. As she thought this…
‘What kind of fantasy am I having about my own son?’
Hyejeong shook her head.
She thought any pure feelings of attraction to the opposite sex had died out more than a decade ago, but seeing them squirm back to life proved just how resilient they were.
This deep, heavy, unresolved desire was like the desperate last dance of an aging female.
At first, she had simply endured it. Then, for over ten years, she had suppressed it with alcohol and cigarettes.
‘…It’s nice to be young.’
Looking back on that scene, Hyejeong thought it wasn’t just youth, but youth exploding.
Even if it was an absurd act of playing with fire, if they could look back on it later and remember how fun and happy they were…
She didn’t want to chastise them too much.
‘Still, creampie sex with both of them, without any planning.’
Thump!
Hyejeong slammed her hand on the dining table for no reason.
‘…I need alcohol.’
She rummaged through the fridge, her large hips swaying. Her good friend, canned beer, was naturally not there.
‘Should I go buy some…?’
Dressed lightly, Hyejeong drew everyone’s attention at the convenience store.
It wasn’t strange to see an exotic beauty in Korea these days, but Hyejeong was excessively beautiful.
A platinum-blonde beauty who made it immediately clear where Serena and Stella got their genes.
She was so beautiful that she exuded an aura that made it difficult for others to approach her.
She herself, however, was thoughtless about it.
She had a sense of having let everything go, so her movements were somewhat swaggering.
She even yawned openly. She hadn’t gotten enough sleep last night.
“Noona. Do you go to the academy here?”
“Huh?”
Hyejeong’s eyes narrowed slightly at the bold student’s attempt to get her number.
“Who, me?”
“You’re a third-year, right, noona? Can I get your number?”
“…”
‘Kids these days are good at flattery,’ Hyejeong thought.
“I’m a mother.”
“What?”
The male student’s eyes went wide.
“I said, I’m a mother.”
“…Uh, um, I’m sorry…”
Hyejeong sighed. Until she picked out a few cans of beer and moved on to the cigarettes, she was showered with the gazes that were the fate of a beautiful woman, but she remained completely indifferent.
In fact, Korea was rather polite to her.
When she went abroad, there were plenty of guys who would just put their hands on her without a second thought.
When Hyejeong walked down the street, a good number of men would pass by, spouting ridiculous lines like, “Hey, sexy kitten.”
She was indifferent to it all. She hadn’t thought about romance in ages.
I’ll just grow old quietly and die like this. As long as I raise my daughters well.
A single can of this beer would be enough for her grave.
“Haaam.”
Hyejeong put the chicken skewers she’d bought as a snack in the microwave and sat on the sofa.
As she mindlessly flipped through TV channels, she found a cute household account book written by Serena.
‘She was still writing in one of these.’
She herself hadn’t done this even when she was a newlywed.
It was a cute account book, its cover decorated with the chubby rabbit characters Serena liked.
Probably no one but Serena herself had ever opened it.
“Hmm.”
Curious, Hyejeong opened the account book.
All the expenses and income to date were written in detail in neat handwriting.
‘What’s this “sexy underwear” entry…’
It was the lingerie Serena had bought recently…
‘To write something like this in an account book, she was practically tempting him openly.’
…It was a moment that led to the reasonable conclusion that the brakes must have been hit a few times before things devolved into ‘that vulgar affair.’
If a healthy young man full of vigor could withstand his sisters’ physical advances for even a single day, he was doing well. Yep.
They’re pretty because they take after me, after all.
‘They’ve started earning quite a bit.’
[Serena – 950 coin]
[Stella – 1,750 coin]
Seeing Serena and Stella’s income from the academy, Hyejeong couldn’t help but be impressed.
It was a relief to see they were doing better than her at a prestigious academy.
Though in the future, they would need far more money than this…
‘Huh?’
[Kim Sang-hyeok – 300,000 coin]
(Note – My Oppa is the best♡♡♡♡)
“What… is this?”
She thought she’d misread it.
300,000… coin? 300 million won…?
No matter how she looked at the account book, turning it over and around, Kim Sang-hyeok’s share of this month’s income was absurd.
Did Serena write it down wrong?
‘…This isn’t the kind of money you can earn just by attending the academy.’
Don’t tell me he crawled into a Forbidden Zone?
Strange. This is strange…
She remembered hearing from Stella a long time ago that Kim Sang-hyeok’s academy grades were poor, though she didn’t know his rank…
Is he different now?
‘Hmm… She must have written it as a joke.’
In any case, Hyejeong added the cost of the canned beer, cigarettes, and snacks she bought today below Serena’s neat handwriting.
‘Do your best at the academy, kids~. And please let your mom retire…’
Hyejeong was tired of overseas expeditions.
She’d be so happy if someone could free her from this cycle of labor…
And now they were saying there would be another child under her children within a year.
‘I’m just overflowing with work. Overflowing. Hahaha. Sob…’
Hyejeong let out a hollow laugh and chugged her beer.
*
Paradoxically, the ones I had to be most wary of in 「Onahole Academy」 were my family.
They were also the ones I loved. I felt like I had just barely returned from the brink of choosing a life where I did nothing but relieve my dick in the embrace of my beautiful sisters, who took care of it for free.
Even after witnessing the pinnacle of such vulgarity, En-chan was still saying things like, “Let’s fuck the sexy, platinum-blonde stepmom and complete the collection!”
…How much stronger would I get if I completed it?
No, no!
I need to get a grip. If my stepmom comes onto me too, I’ll never be able to leave the house. It would be the completion of a perverted Bermuda Triangle from which a male can never escape until he goes to heaven.
There was the kind and pretty Serena, and the blonde tsundere Stella, who acted prickly on the outside but loved her brother more than anyone on the inside.
Even now, the two of them were more lovely than I deserved.
However, it was my delusion to think I could catch a breath by coming to the academy.
“Kim Sang-hyeok!”
“Kim Sang-hyeok!”
Hearing two pretty voices call me at the same time, I turned around to see a pair of blonde twin sisters throwing themselves into my arms.
A man receiving a hug from beautiful and lovely twin sisters first thing in the morning. That was me.
“Why weren’t you here yesterday?”
“Why weren’t you here yesterday?”
“Wait a minute… Who’s who…”
Just as I was about to turn on Insight to check, they both covered my eyes.
“Guess!”
Rub, rub.
The sisters, Cannika and Sanvika, pressed their bodies against me.
“Hmm…”
I grabbed the left breast.
“Is this side… Nika?”
“Wrong!”
So it was Vika. I thought it was Nika because of how firm her breast was.
“You tried to tell us apart by our talents, didn’t you~? Master. I can see right through you.”
“Feeling up my sister’s chest first thing in the morning. That’s our Master for you.”
“…”
Being called ‘Master’ by a classmate first thing in the morning felt strange.
It’s a common situation in adult games, but when applied to reality, the word ‘Master’ is much more potent than I thought.
Especially when the other party is an active female student…
“Ah. You got hard, Master…”
“Should we relieve it for you? Hmm?”
“I’m fine…”
No.
There are too many women trying to help me relieve my dick.
“Take responsibility and take us with you, Master.”
“Yeah. Take us! We can’t hide it from our parents anymore.”
“What’s that about?”
I followed the twin sisters, and they showed me a panel displaying the Hot Clips board—short for Hot Clip Bulletin Board.
The third-ranked video was the Personality Excretion Twin Sisters.
Holy shit motherfucker.
I was reeling internally.
“What is this! Huh!”
Vika poked me repeatedly.
“I went to confront you yesterday, but you didn’t come to school! I thought you ran away, Master.”
“No, I didn’t run away, but…”
This…
I wouldn’t have a word to say even if the twin sisters tried to kill me…
Fortunately, their private parts weren’t exposed, but since the asshole is also a very intimate area, Nika’s reaction as she leaked after being hit by my Personality Excretion Moonlight was practically a work of art.
The number of ‘likes’ was no joke either.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was being filmed so well.”
“You have to take responsibility from now on, Master.”
Swoosh.
After checking that no one was around, I pulled Nika into a tight hug and kissed her.
“Mmph.”
Of course, I have to take responsibility.
I asked Nika as our tongues mingled.
“Did you get home okay? After eating burgers with your sister.”
“Ung… slurp… smack… I got home fine.”
Just then, Vika, who looked identical to her sister, waited next to me with her mouth open in an ‘ah~’.
Like a cute baby bird waiting for its mother to feed it.
“Chu?”
I immediately gave Vika a kiss too.
“I came out to take responsibility. Like this.”
“Ung… smack… smack… It was embarrassing to be seen like that by everyone, but…”
“Since I’ve become Sang-hyeok’s onahole, I guess it doesn’t matter.”
“I’ll introduce you to your senior later. It’s a bit much to bring her out here.”
“An onahole senior?”
“An onahole senior?”
They really are a well-matched pair of twins.
So lovely…
The memory of them munching on burgers in front of me is particularly vivid. It’s stored in the album of my memory like a fond recollection after having great sex together.
“I’m going now.”
“It’s a shame we’re not in the same class.”
“A shame. I could take care of Master’s dick every day.”
…
Vika, saying things like that so casually…
“…Was it hot?”
“…”
“Seeing the blonde twin sisters who messed with Kim Sang-hyeok get subjugated, did it turn you on?”
The twin sisters grinned.
If I keep playing along like this, I feel like we’ll actually lock eyes and have sex.
‘…’
It might be a good thing that the first-years are in a different building, so I don’t run into them here.
My dick is hard, which is a problem, but I’m somehow enduring it under the belief that I must abide by social norms.
“Do your best in class today, Master.”
“Should we say hi if we see you at the training grounds?”
“Sure.”
I hugged Nika and Vika and headed to my classroom.
Yuuna was waiting for me in the classroom.
That wistful look in her eyes, the same one I saw on our date, makes my heart pound.
“Hmph. Were you late because you were playing with the twin sisters?”
“…I was late. Because I was playing with the twin sisters.”
Yuuna, showing her jealousy. Cute.
She was sitting naturally in the seat next to mine, as if she’d decided to move there permanently.
The male student who originally sat there was looking at me with a forlorn expression.
“Sorry…”
“It’s okay…”
And then there’s our Hena, who I feel like I haven’t seen in a long time.
Her breasts are still so magnificent they should be called the work of a goddess of breasts.
Serena’s are nothing to scoff at, but Hena’s breasts have a kind of lewd defenselessness that makes you feel like you could just grope them freely.
I want to touch them. I want to touch them. I want to touch them.
Maybe because I was having sex nonstop yesterday, I have this urge to put my hands on those huge breasts and just knead them.
But this is the academy.
Hey, you can’t do things like that out in the open…!!
“S-Sang-hyeok…”
As if shy because it’s been a while.
Hena gave a bashful smile.
“Hi…”
Is this the same Hena who used to follow me around in that daring witch costume?
“Why did you let your bangs down again?”
They looked pretty pushed back.
She seems to have returned to her gloomy otaku concept, and she looks like she’s lost her confidence.
Yuuna saw this and chuckled.
“She said her confidence got reset. It needs recharging, apparently.”
“…Haha.”
Recharging from whom? My dick?
“Did you need me, Hena?”
“Yeah… Th-Thinking that Sang-hyeok is my boyfriend… Ehehe…”
It seems her confidence is starting to recharge.
Sigh. My cute Hena.
I held Hena’s hand tightly. This is the model example of skinship I can get away with openly at the academy.
“What’s first period today, model student Teacher Yuuna?”
“You don’t check the app, do you? What are you going to do if you’re so lazy?”
“I’ll live by depending on Yuuna.”
“…Hmph.”
Yuuna sat next to me, propped her chin on her hand, and stared at me intently.
Dammit, she’s so lovely.
It’s to the point where I really wish we could switch seats.
“I wonder what class we have? Hmm?”
“…”
I secretly grabbed Yuuna’s hand under the desk and squeezed it.
“I think my dungeon wife would know.”
An indispensable part of Essol Academy’s student training curriculum…
Mass-produced dungeon plays.
Our Onahole Squad was starting to challenge the record for the most clears in the shortest time for second-years.
“Next!”
Yuuna, having switched to a dual-wielding style, was full of confidence.
In one hand, she held Yukihime; in the other, a jet-black Ebony Blade.
The black sword was a reward from the exchange event.
“Let’s go together~.”
“We’re like a Pac-Man eating up Gravity Waves.”
“What’s a Pac-Man?”
…Do my girlfriends not know what Pac-Man is?
I was a little shocked. Was it such an old concept that it created a generation gap?
“Ah. I know…”
Hena muttered.
Thank goodness… She knows.
“I saw it in a movie… the yellow thing…”
“…”
So she doesn’t know the game…
Just as I was checking my firearms and about to enter the next dungeon, we ran into a familiar nuisance.
It was Dihrit.
But his face looked a little strange.
Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)
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