episode_0626

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‘Ah… there were ordinary residential occupants besides the officetel…’

Si-woo thought to himself and then exited towards the parking lot entrance of the building.

The building seemed to house not only officetels, but also regular residential households.

It was right after he realized that it wasn’t strange for a large number of family members to be in one space…

For some reason, Si-woo’s penis suddenly perked up and throbbed intensely.

The short conversation where a young sibling called an older sister, with a large age gap, by name without hesitation…

And the strange air that flowed not only between the two of them, but also among the family members…

Traces of close collusion and communication that couldn’t be dismissed as mere misunderstandings or misinterpretations…

An unsettling yet fatally swaying feeling…

Uneasy emotions swelling up in the boundary between the ordinary and the extraordinary…

Now, to Si-woo, it was no longer an unfamiliar scene or world.

The precarious balance between taboo and excitement wavers within Si-woo like a faint breath.

**

As he left the officetel, the city’s landscape, a mix of light and darkness, unfolded before Si-woo’s eyes like a painting of diverse colors.

Si-woo had now, with Se-jin, had intercourse with all the family members.

The moment he felt there was no longer any reason to hide such things within the family, an unknown sense of liberation bloomed in a corner of Si-woo’s heart.

The tension of having to try not to get caught gradually faded, and the sensations of crossing taboos began to settle in as if they were natural.

A sense of relief that everything was back in place, but somehow twisted.

Si-woo was strangely excited by that dizzy feeling.

His mind was blank with unrealistic excitement and thrills…

The clinging joy and the burning sense of fulfillment…

He felt as if the guilt he had been feeling, and the confusion he had been experiencing between the ordinary and the extraordinary, had now all collapsed.

Ding!

Just then, an alarm sounded with a vibration from Si-woo’s smartphone, which he had put in his pants pocket.

The precarious sense of liberation resonated tinglingly in his hard penis, spreading to his toes.

Si-woo quickly took out the smartphone from his pocket and checked the screen.

A text message notification from Se-hee appeared on the screen.

Si-woo touches the smartphone screen to check the text sent by Se-hee.

[Just finished… Mom and I… Tattoo…]

Se-hee’s text leaves a short and strange resonance.

Se-hee’s sentence was sent to Si-woo in a calm tone, as if simply summarizing and reporting on her work.

The irreversible, chilling afterglow and the faint pain left on the skin, contained in that calm tone, seemed to be conveyed to Si-woo as they were.

A mark of being his slave is now engraved on the secret skin of his mother and Se-hee.

Si-woo closes his eyes for a moment, recreating and slowly savoring in his imagination the afterglow and pain that his mother and Se-hee must have felt.

Then, he opens his eyes again and looks down at the screen, typing a text.

[Did it take quite long? Is the shopping time okay?]

Si-woo asks, as if checking his mother and Se-hee’s schedule afterwards.

Currently, quite a bit of time has passed while Si-woo was visiting Se-jin, and it seems a little too early for his mother to come home and prepare dinner.

[It took a little longer than expected because of choosing the lettering design… If we want to make it in time for dinner, I think we should go to the department store next time.]

Se-hee answers Si-woo’s question as if she’s disappointed.

[How’s Sun-mi? Doesn’t she say anything separately?]

Si-woo asks Se-hee, seemingly worried about his mother’s condition.

[There wasn’t any particular talk. She’s still a little awkward, but seeing the finished product, it seems like it ended well without any problems.]

Se-hee spoke to Si-woo as if she were briefing him on her mother’s condition.

[I’m out of the shop now with Sun-mi after hearing the precautions…]

[But Sun-mi is asking me to ask you, Si-woo, if we should pull our panties down and wear them again…]

Se-hee sends a text as if conveying her mother’s question to Si-woo on her behalf.

It was a question asking Si-woo for approval, sharing shame and humiliation between the two.

Not only his mother but also Se-hee was wearing shameful and humiliating underwear.

[Why don’t you ask directly? Why ask Se-hee to convey something like that?]

Si-woo says to Se-hee as if he’s a little annoyed for no reason.

[It’s because… I’m with her…]

Se-hee was answering as if she was watching Si-woo’s mood.

[Because you’re together? What does that mean?]

Si-woo continues to ask, as if he is puzzled by Se-hee’s answer.

[Yeah. If I just ask alone when I’m with her, it’ll look like I’m ignoring her. So I think she asked me to tell you…]

Se-hee spoke as if she was defending and protecting her mother.

Si-woo watches Se-hee’s text for a moment as if he’s amazed.

[Weren’t the panties only supposed to be worn briefly in the shop while getting the tattoo?]

[You were supposed to keep them around your thighs while you’re out!]

[If you came out of the shop, you should have taken them off and put them on before anyone said anything!]

[Who told you to ask something like that while wearing them?]

Then Si-woo speaks firmly in a tone that disciplines, as if reminding them of the rules.

[Sorry… but because I’m doing this, it already throbs where I got the tattoo, and it’s also very uncomfortable to walk in…]

Se-hee continues to convey the words that her mother asked her to pass on.

[Did Sun-mi say that to you? In such an impudent way?]

Si-woo asks Se-hee as if tracing the source of the impudent demand and statement.

[No, she did it politely. Sun-mi has been using polite language and being polite to me since a while ago.]

Se-hee adds, revealing a cautious manner to Si-woo’s questioning tone.

Before they knew it, a sense of solidarity built on top of taboo and shame seemed to have arisen between his mother and Se-hee.

On top of that, the sense of a hierarchical relationship based on that solidarity also seemed to have been clearly established.

Si-woo looks at Se-jin’s text with satisfaction and seems to ponder for a moment.

[Really? Then what do you want me to do, Se-hee?]

Si-woo asks for her opinion, as if acknowledging Se-hee’s authority and rank.

[Can you be a little lenient? Sun-mi has been suffering since she came to our house. And she couldn’t sleep all night yesterday…]

[Even though she grumbles in texts from time to time, she doesn’t seem to have any intention of disobeying your orders…]

Se-hee emphasizes her mother’s hard condition and compliant attitude, and cautiously asks Si-woo to grant her mother’s request.

On the surface, she spoke carefully, worrying about her mother’s hardship, but in those words, there seemed to be a cunning desire to escape from the ordeal that Si-woo had imposed.

Se-hee is probably talking while recalling the conversation that her mother and Si-woo had on text before.

Si-woo feels like laughing for some reason when he sees Se-hee’s text.

With a strange tickling sensation at the sight of a daughter caring for her mother, a twisted sense of satisfaction seeps deep into his heart.

At the same time, there is also a destructive impulse to distort that distorted bond even further…

[Well, whatever~ I entrusted Sun-mi to you today for you to manage, so do whatever you want!]

Si-woo seemed to be unexpectedly and readily handing over the decision-making power to Se-hee.

[Thank you. I’ll tell Sun-mi…]

Se-hee sent back a reply in a tone that seemed relieved by Si-woo’s permission.

Si-woo watches Se-hee’s text for a moment.

[Instead! While coming home, you, Se-hee, have to handle your mother’s share!]

Si-woo orders her, as if to satisfy his twisted pleasure within the rules of the bizarre game he created.

[What?]

Se-hee reacts as if she’s slightly embarrassed.

[You’re the one who asked me, Se-hee, so I’m granting it, right? Instead of granting the request, I’m telling you to handle Sun-mi’s share!]

Si-woo is ordering Se-hee to bear the punishment and ordeal he inflicted on his mother, as if passing it on to her.

Se-hee doesn’t know how to respond and is unable to speak for a moment.

Si-woo raises the corners of his mouth as if starting some kind of prank, and writes another text to Se-hee.

[What happened to the vibrator that was fitted on Sun-mi? Did you take that off too?]

The vibrator that had to be taken off inevitably while getting the tattoo.

Si-woo asks Se-hee as if he is curious about the whereabouts of the vibrator that he had fitted on his mother.

[Uh… I took it off for a bit. Because I had to roll up my skirt all the way up while getting the tattoo…]

Se-hee explains the situation at the time of getting the tattoo calmly as if she is making excuses.

[This time, you, Se-hee, wear that instead of Mom! Just like you did to Mom! Ask Mom if you don’t know how to wear it!]

[Tell Mom to put on her panties right away, and you, Se-hee, wear them down to your knees! If you’re going to presumptuously shoulder your mother’s burden, you have to do that much!]

Si-woo ordered Se-hee, enjoying the unreasonable game while flaunting his superiority of power.