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In the flushed sense of shame and awkwardness, the mother’s subtle yet complex expression seems to reflect even a bit of brazenness now.

Sehee glares at her mother for a moment, then snorts as if dumbfounded, and resumes eating.

Is she composing herself, thinking about the play with her mother that will take place shortly?

Sehee clearly insisted that she wasn’t a lesbian, but it seemed hard to deny that she possessed the qualities and aptitude of a bisexual.

She already had relations without much aversion with Shinbi, Aunt Seonju, her mother, and Seyoung.

Since Siwoo is the only man she has had sex with, it would be fair to say she is closer to being a lesbian.

Seyoung looks back and forth between Sehee and her mother, and then makes eye contact with Siwoo at the end, giving him a meaningful smile.

As Siwoo stares, as if possessed, at Seyoung’s smile, her prominent breasts, and her pure white skin, he is already imagining the scene and sensation of plunging his erect penis into Seyoung’s wet body.

With the expectation that he will be able to confirm Seyoung’s facial expressions and moans at their peak, which she did not clearly reveal last night…

Siwoo’s stiffened penis wriggles fiercely, as if about to burst out of his clothes.

Siwoo continues eating, keeping pace with the family in that state.

The four of them share each other’s secret secrets and senses in that way, acting out the roles of the family members they are assigned, and adapting to the scenery of the new morning.

**

“Siwoo oppa! I have something I’m curious about asking you~”

As they are finishing eating, Seyoung calls out to Siwoo, saying she is curious about something, as if clearing her throat.

“Huh? Curious about something? To me? What is it?”

Siwoo asks, glancing over Seyoung’s exposed breasts and bare skin.

The kiss marks on her skin and Siwoo’s bite marks remaining on her breasts are clearly visible.

“Siwoo oppa, you call Aunt Seonju or Sehee unni by their names normally now, right? Comfortably, whether it’s day or night…”

Seyoung asks, as if confirming, about the settled honorifics with Aunt Seonju or Sehee, who are older than Siwoo.

“Uh… yeah, we decided to do that. But?”

Siwoo answers, slightly nervous, as if anticipating the question that will follow Seyoung’s words.

“But why do you only call Mom Sunmi at night, and call her Mom again during the day?”

Seyoung is speaking as if questioning the marital relationship between her mother and Siwoo, and the rule they made to return to being mother in the morning.

Seyoung raises the corners of her lips slightly, and throws out a provocative question, as if touching the precarious boundary point of the moment when they confessed the mother-son master-slave relationship and the role-playing as a married couple that now seems to have become sincere.

Siwoo shows a moment of hesitation at Seyoung’s question, which seems to be subtly touching on the fundamental contradictions of role-playing based on deception.

Siwoo’s mind goes blank for a moment, and he feels a strange sense of shame and embarrassment.

“Well, that’s because… Mom feels awkward, so we decided to only do it at night. I don’t really care whether it’s day or night…”

Even in the midst of that, Siwoo looks at his mother and speaks as if trying to gauge her intentions, matching Seyoung’s tune.

“That, that was just a game! Seyoung, you pretend to be a baby and nurse on Mom’s breasts at night, right? It’s, it’s like that…!”

The mother was momentarily flustered by Seyoung’s question and Siwoo’s answer, and spoke as if she was trying to gloss over it.

“Mom’s milk doesn’t come out anymore! But just like Seyoung is pretending to nurse and acting spoiled… Mom is also relying on Siwoo only at night instead of Dad for a little while… Si, Siwoo, you said that too, right?”

Following on, the mother continues to make excuses, as if seeking Siwoo’s understanding and agreement while looking at Seyoung.

“It wasn’t a game for me? I’m not pretending to be a baby while sucking, I’m sucking on Mom’s breasts thinking that I’ll really eat them when Mom’s milk comes out again? With a feeling like lovers or partners…?”

Seyoung cuts in as if objecting to the mother’s words, which seem to be seeking Siwoo’s agreement.

Seyoung casually makes a statement as if she is keeping in mind the mother’s pregnancy now.

On top of that, she was talking as if it was natural that she was sucking on her mother’s breasts from the perspective of a lover or partner.

“What?”

The mother is greatly embarrassed by Seyoung’s words and makes an expression as if she doesn’t know how to react.

“Yesterday, Mom also wore an eye patch and slept while nursing on my breasts, right? When Mom nursed on my breasts, I didn’t nurse thinking of myself as a baby, right? Were you thinking of me as Mom when you were nursing on my breasts? No, right?”

Seyoung is reminding her mother of what happened last night, when she was sucking Seyoung’s breasts while Siwoo’s penis was inside her from behind.

“N…no, that’s, that’s not it….”

The mother has a genuinely difficult expression and stutters.

The act of deformed attachment that she is sharing with Seyoung, and the honorifics she is using with Siwoo.

If they continue to converse on those topics, they will inevitably touch on the master-slave relationship and marital relationship she has with Siwoo, and on sexual activity.

“Sehee unni and I heard Mom calling Siwoo oppa ‘dear’ all night long from the next room~ Whatever~”

“At that level, Siwoo oppa probably doesn’t think of himself as being Dad’s replacement when he’s in a marital relationship with Mom, right?”

Seyoung was talking to her mother using bold sentences and tones, as if breaking down the precarious forbidden boundary.

“No, Se, Seyoung, that’s…”

The mother turns to Seyoung as if startled, and thrashes her hand in the air as if trying to stop her from speaking, and makes a trembling voice.

“Honestly, isn’t it more awkward that oppa calls Mom by her name, Sunmi, at night, and then calls her Mom again in the morning as if nothing happened?”

“It’s also a little funny that Mom flirts with Siwoo oppa by calling him ‘dear’ and using honorifics, and then pretends not to know him in the morning…”

Seyoung doesn’t stop despite the mother’s restraint, and continues to say what she was going to say, as if determined to make her mother uncomfortable.

The mother pauses, flustered, and then looks back at Siwoo as if desperately pleading for help.

Siwoo is feeling an unknown sense of displeasure and elation at the same time at Seyoung’s remarks, which seem to be seizing the initiative and shaking the situation.

Siwoo ignores his mother’s gaze and watches the mother and daughter’s conversation as if he doesn’t know, harboring a strange sense of anticipation for the situations that will unfold after Seyoung finishes speaking.

Seyoung perhaps thought that Siwoo’s avoidance and observation was an implicit agreement or approval of her assertions and methods of expression, and she expresses her thoughts to her mother with even more confidence.

“Since we don’t have Dad anyway, isn’t it okay for oppa and Mom to call each other however they want, whether it’s day or night, when it’s just the few of us?”

“Even if Siwoo oppa returns her to being Mom in the morning, why is she acting so awkward as if she hasn’t had sex with Siwoo oppa?”

Seyoung brought up the word “sex” without hesitation even in a place where her mother and Sehee were all gathered, and pushed her mother almost to the very end, asking her as if she was grilling her.

The mother was making a confused expression as if her thoughts had stopped for a moment.

“I guess~? What does coming back as Mom in the morning have to do with acting like you haven’t had sex with Siwoo? We all know already… Anyway, it’s weird!”

Sehee adds to the conversation from the side, as if chiming in after hearing Siwoo’s reaction and Seyoung’s words.

Siwoo’s excitement seems to have reached its peak at this moment.

He also had a justification for dragging Seyoung into the room right away and punishing her.

Siwoo’s penis is writhing as if it will burst out of his clothes.

**

“Mom! I’m going to do what I told you about in the text earlier, I’m going to go to the room with Seyoung! Mom, go to the master bedroom with Sehee and sort things out after a while!”

Siwoo says to his mother, indirectly mentioning having sex with Seyoung, barely suppressing his excitement.

“I’ll leave the door open so you can hear it, like what we did on the second floor last night!”

Siwoo continues to say that he will leave the door open so that Seyoung’s moans can be heard.

Siwoo’s words were also a tacit request for his mother to leave the door of the master bedroom open.

“Oh? Okay…”

The mother answered according to Siwoo’s instructions, taken aback.

“And about what Seyoung said just now? I really don’t care, so do whatever Mom wants!”

“I was thinking that it would naturally pass over time anyway, but since we promised to keep it! I’ll do whatever Mom says, no matter what Seyoung and Sehee say!”

Siwoo spoke as if all choices defining the names and relationships with each other depended on the mother from this moment on.

“Hhhh… Hht…”

The mother lets out a dry breath as if reacting to Siwoo’s words, with her gaze cast in the air, and trembles helplessly.