episode_0043

“Have you just finished your training?”

Darin continued the conversation casually. In reality, it was more like pretending to be nonchalant.

“I inspected the newly built training grounds with the attendants. I sweated a lot while verifying if they were usable.”

Answering his mother’s question, Kael glanced around. A warning from the young master. As the only mother, she cherished her precious time, signaling others to leave.

All the servants quickly retreated without objection, and Emma hesitated slightly, worried about the lady of the house.

The lady of the house, who always said not to joke around with food, had attacked with authority, indicating her considerable anger.

However, unable to withstand the discerning gaze of the mistress, even she had to vacate her place.

Darin did not want to spend time alone with his son, Kael.

But he also didn’t want to worry the maids. He didn’t want to show an unsightly appearance. Though he wanted to assert himself, he was their mother and mistress. Neglecting the role he had to fulfill would not be right. And above all…

– Swish…

Approaching him, touching his waist and thighs, his son’s advances, and the mockery he endured from his son. He didn’t want anyone to see that.

Darin, shuffling back, was being teased by his son. Kael looked at his mother and asked,

“Do you dislike the smell of sweat?”

Disliking the smell of sweat could be common, but not between me and Kael.

Darin, a woman who had raised Kael since he was a baby, experiencing all his mischief firsthand, was used to his fruity scent that didn’t match his appearance. If anything, it might lean towards liking it. But…

“It’s not that, you’re unnecessarily getting too close to me.”

“Because I like it, what’s wrong with that?”

“…”

A faint sweetness emanated from his son’s whisper. Darin lowered his head. No matter how good he was, he was ultimately a flirt. To feel sweetness there, going mad along with his son.

“I revisited Bayorenling after a long time, many new shops have opened. Restaurants, theaters have been renovated, and a new botanical garden that you like has been established…”

His son listed topics that his mother had no interest in. Darin momentarily puzzled over what his child was talking about, then soon realized his son’s intentions.

My son, after having my body, is now trying to win my heart through a date. And for that purpose.

Regardless of the fact that Kael and I have a mother-son relationship, it was strange that the order of courtship had reversed. Typically, in noble courtship, one would engage in simple dates first, then have a long courtship before engaging in intimacy.

“…Kael, telling your mother such things won’t make any difference.”

But from Darin’s perspective, he wouldn’t want that. Not wanting to further develop this relationship, and if his son intended to engage in sexual intercourse within the mansion, what could happen?

“We haven’t finished talking.”

“You’re obviously about to suggest going on a date alone, aren’t you?”

“Yes. You catch on quickly.”

“…I’m sorry, but I have no intention of going out with you.”

“Why?”

“Are you really asking because you don’t know…?”

Darin puffed up her cheeks and glared at her son. Kael, looking at his mother, couldn’t help but burst into laughter. How could a woman who suffered so much be so adorable, resembling a crimson squirrel?

“Why are you laughing!”

The mistress burst out, striking her son’s back. Immediately, upon seeing the beads of sweat on his rough forehead, she instinctively pulled out a handkerchief.

– Swipe, swipe.

Though it was an abrupt gesture, it was a habit developed unknowingly due to Kyle frequently sweating in his childhood. While maintaining a stern expression filled with anger, Darin slowly wiped her son’s face. This gentle aspect was one of the things that drove Kyle crazy.

“With such thoughtfulness, how could any man not like you?”

The man who leaned into his mother’s touch had a solemn voice. Darin’s face grimaced upon hearing this but remained silent.

“Don’t talk nonsense. Your mother has never shown such care to any man.”

“Is it because I’m your son?”

“Yes, ever since you were born, your mother has only seen you as an extension of myself. There hasn’t been a single moment when she regarded you as a man.”

“I may not say this myself, but I am quite popular at church.”

“Who doesn’t know that you’re popular? But with just that, how can your mother see you as a man?”

“It wasn’t that difficult for me to stand against my mother.”

“You’re strange, Kyle. How can you look at your own mother in that way?”

“Then shouldn’t you be somewhat endearing?”

“Are you calling that endearing…?”

At this light banter, the woman’s face reddened. As I continued to explain things to persuade my son in various ways, Kyle showed no signs of changing his mind. Darin felt like she was about to explode with frustration.

“Wipe yourself!”

The enraged mother threw the handkerchief at her son. With a thud, the handkerchief caught by her son’s hand bore Darin’s hand-stitched embroidery, depicting a woman embracing a small child.

“…This is between you and mother.”

…”

The man gazed at the embroidery, illuminating the wall with clear eyes. Unlike his mother who always struggled with guilt and self-blame after being abandoned by her son, he appeared serene and unperturbed.

“Don’t you feel anything looking at that embroidery?”

Darin said this, hoping that looking at the embroidery held by his mother might evoke some sense of guilt in him, urging him to reflect and return to being the kind son he once was.

“I do remember. How precious you are to me, Mother.”

Unfortunately, Kyle’s perspective was entirely different from his mother’s, acknowledging Darin as his parent but placing much more weight on her femininity.

“So you’re trying to repay that favor by making me comfortable? To repay that kindness.”

“Wait, what favor…? Ugh!?”

After the woman’s questioning gaze, a deep kiss ensued.

– Smack, smack… slurp, slurp.

Darin knew that once her son set his mind on something, there was no escaping. It was best to simply look around anxiously, checking if any servants were watching.

With the girl’s rough breathing reaching its limits, the intense kissing briefly paused.

“Hoo, haa…”

As Darin controlled her breath, feeling the injustice of her helpless situation, she tried to scold her son. However, facing the blazing wall with excessive affection, the words she wanted to say slipped away. Were those truly the eyes looking at her mother? Could it be that she had given birth not to a son, but to something that would love only her?

“That can’t be true.”

The mind was worn out, filled with thoughts that made one feel like vomiting. Dallin tried to regain her composure by taking a deep breath.

Whether the mother writhed in real-time emotions or not, Kael only expressed his feelings. Even the recent kiss was an act of affection towards her that he could not resist.

– I will give you the vast territory that your father could not provide.

– If you desire treasures, I will cross the sea to bring them to you.

– If you wish to become the true owner of the North, I will seat you in that position.

– I will make sure you bear many children. Ones that resemble you…

These were absurd proposals. While it might have been a devoted confession welcomed by a typical noblewoman, from Dallin’s perspective as a mother, they were utterly pointless. Above all, she did not harbor any worldly desires. The last proposal, in particular, was not just absurd but repulsive. Have many children? Whose children? The son’s children? Why should I, as a mother, bear them!?

“Insane bastard.”

If she had been a refined lady of the manor, she would never have uttered such vulgar words. Especially if the target was her son, the probability would approach zero. However, Kael’s statement also served as proof of how disgusting it was.

If Kael set his mind to it, impregnating her wouldn’t be difficult. But that was merely biologically possible, not ethically or morally right.

In short, it was a call for divine retribution, receiving what was fitting for treating someone like a golden goose. Dallin did not want to face such despair even if it meant death.

As his mother scolded him sharply, Kael raised his eyebrows. Kael, inheriting his mother’s quick wit, knew instantly. Even if he wasn’t quick-witted, anyone would have understood. She spat curses upon hearing the final proposal.

“To think my mother would curse…”

“T-That…”

Dallin hesitated, then shut her mouth. But her confusion was brief. Who on earth had made her like this?

“You’re saying disgusting things, that’s why!”

“What are you talking about? Are you suggesting we have a child together?”

“Shut your mouth! I don’t even want to hear it!”

She truly felt that way. Just imagining it was horrifying and agonizing. Dallin covered her ears and rocked back and forth. If it was this hard now, she didn’t know if she could endure such a disaster.

“I do not consider that even remotely reasonable.”

Kael’s blue eyes met his mother’s gaze. He forcefully spread her thighs and probed the crevice with his hand. Ah! The woman screamed in agony, resisting futilely.

– Squeak.

His fingertips felt something sticky. It wasn’t difficult to realize it was the semen he had released yesterday.

“You’ve been savoring it until now, but finding it disgusting to bear my child, is that logical?”

“Ugh, well, what…”

“Your body is so honest, why do you keep rejecting it?”

“…Ah.”

Dallin’s mind went blank at her son’s vile actions. Was answering and complying too much to ask for? After spending 23 years together, having a peaceful time, he only saw her as a woman, mocking her.

“Am I no longer a mother to you…?”

The woman sobbed, barely managing to speak. After loving you as a son for decades, have you only seen me as a whore?

Kael faced his mother without a word. A smile, as if painted at the corners of her mouth, adorned her face. There was no trace of anger or sadness in this expression. Only affection towards her son seemed to fluctuate.

Seeing this, Darin realized.

That my son sees me as a woman, just the same.

For a whopping 23 years. I, too, had been harboring a secret love for my son.

This relationship had been twisted from the start, a misaligned mother-son bond.

“Sigh, sob…”

Upon grasping this despairing truth, Darin couldn’t help but shed tears. And regretted. Today, I should have just stayed locked in my room and done nothing, instead of going out for no reason…

The son gazed at his mother, groping the lovely bitch’s crotch where his semen flowed, while simultaneously kissing her and fondling her bony chest with his other hand.

Feeling deep betrayal, the girl frantically fed honeyed words into her son’s head but…

“Ah, Kael, I hate you…!”

To the man, this seemed like nothing more than the charming antics of an adorable girl’s love.