376. Severance (4)

I want to go back to Korea.

…No, it’s not like I miss people or anything, or that I’m homesick.

The internet in this area is too slow.

There aren’t even any convenience stores nearby.

Delivery is out of the question, and packages arrive ridiculously slowly.

If I want chicken, the fastest option is basically buying it myself and frying it.

Honestly, I could accept all of that…,

“Eat lots of meat, Joo-hyuk. You’ve really lost a lot of weight.”

“I’m eating every meal, these days.”

I’d lost 7kg.

…At least it was mostly body fat that was lost, because if that much muscle had gone, I would have had to make a drastic decision.

Surprisingly, unlike me, they hadn’t gained much weight for being pregnant.

They had their own certifications and experience running a gym, and a dedicated trainer had them exercising every day. I also studied hard and created balanced meal plans for them, and even without my help, they knew how to manage their bodies quite well on their own.

If you ask why I lost weight while eating three meals a day, having no reason to be stressed, and experiencing country living….

“Wouldn’t it be better to rest for a few days, brother-in-law? You can leave the housework to us.”

“How can I entrust that to women who are heavily pregnant?”

Managing a two-story detached house was tougher than I imagined.

I’m the type of person who gets mentally ill if the house isn’t clean, and as the weather warmed up, the bugs became overwhelming.

As soon as I woke up in the morning, I’d be washing the bedding, cleaning the room, and swatting those fucking bugs, and the day would usually be gone.

Even if I just sprayed insecticide to catch them, I had to block the entry points so they couldn’t get back in, right?

To do that, I’d have to drive out to buy silicone or packing tape, and after struggling with my already poor Japanese skills, finishing the maintenance while sweating profusely, they’d say I worked hard and drain me dry as a reward.

…Come to think of it, maybe that’s why I lost weight.

At least they cook for me…, but I still have to buy the ingredients.

This is the situation before the babies are even born; I can’t imagine what it’ll be like after.

It’s hard to find a babysitter because the family situation is a bit bizarre, so they’re reluctant.

Can I really handle it all on my own?

“Still, we blocked all the windows today, so isn’t that okay, Oppa?”

“Who knows. They might crawl up from the sewers again.”

“Eek…, apartments really are more convenient.”

Anyway, I don’t know about Korea, but I wanted to return to Jia’s apartment.

This house is romantic in its own way, but that’s about it.

The air quality was good, but now pollen is flying around, making masks essential.

Not that I wouldn’t have to wear a mask anyway.

“Anyway, get some good sleep today, Joo-hyuk. You’ve lost too much weight lately.”

“…If you guys don’t bother me, I can sleep well.”

“Hmm…, really?”

I wanted to relax, even just for one day.

But if I rest comfortably, all four of us might starve to death, so what can I do?

There are three pregnant women, and I eat a lot too, so even if I fill the fridge, it empties out quickly.

Thinking I’d need to hire a discreet babysitter once the babies are born, I stuffed the meat on the large plate into my stomach.

…Today, I absolutely must get some good sleep.

No matter what tricks you pull to seduce me, I won’t react.

Never.

**

The only thing better about this house than the apartment, just one thing.

Being able to soak blankly in the huge bathtub.

It was practically a public bath rather than a bathtub, and stretching my legs out while melting away fatigue felt so languidly good.

“Joo-hyuk, are you bathing?”

“Yeah.”

…There’s absolutely no problem even if one more person joins.

In fact, there was enough space even for all four of us.

We’ve actually done it.

“You must be really tired lately, right? Your face looks so worn out.”

“It can’t be helped. There’s no one else to do it.”

“Shall I massage your shoulders?”

“No, it’s fine.”

“No, no, I’ll do it.”

Haeun came up behind me, pressed her swollen belly against my back, and massaged my shoulders firmly.

It felt good, but I felt unnecessarily guilty.

After feeling the massage I couldn’t enjoy comfortably for a moment, I pushed her away and adjusted my position.

“Why? I’ll do more.”

“It’s fine. How could it be harder than what you’re going through?”

“I’m okay though….”

“Give me your shoulder. This time, I’ll massage it for you.”

…Right, honestly, could I possibly be having it harder than them?

When I held Haeun’s delicate shoulders, her swollen belly looked even heavier.

As for me… my weight has actually decreased, but they suddenly have these heavy bodies, right?

No matter how much cleaning, bug swatting, flowerbed trimming, or stuff carrying I do, it couldn’t possibly be harder than being pregnant.

I’m not tearing my hair out clinging to a failed gym, and I don’t have any financial stress, right?

In the end, since this is what I did, I have to bear it.

…Honestly, it’s not like I can’t handle it.

I handled being stabbed, after all.

“You shouldn’t massage shoulders like this; you need to stretch them out like this to loosen them. How is it, feel good?”

“Mmm…, yeah, ah, it hurts, it hurts. Ah…, but it feels good….”

“Stretching this side out is good too. Yeah, that’s right.”

“Yeah…, ah, ahaha…, it tickles….”

This time, I stuck close to Haeun’s back and affectionately worked out her body.

She flinched all over when my hand reached her armpit, but I had to endure this much.

…I’m enduring like hell right now.

“Haa…, ah. That feels good, Joo-hyuk.”

“Don’t just do it when I make you stretch; do it consistently. You need to manage your body starting now so your recovery will be faster after giving birth.”

“Okay, okay. …I’ll manage my body well enough to make our Master get excited and pounce right away, so don’t worry.”

“….”

Every time this happens, I sometimes wonder if I’m not a crazy bastard.

…I’ve been through this so many times, yet I still get hard?

I feel like I’ve seen Haeun naked hundreds of times, so why am I still horny?

It’s the same for Jia and Hinami.

Moreover, they’re pregnant and their bellies are swollen, so what is this all about?

“…Why aren’t you answering?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

“No, no… what is it, our Master? You said you were going to rest well today.”

“…It’s because you barged into the bathtub.”

“Are you saying this is my fault for being pregnant?”

“It’s not like that.”

If I were wearing pants, at least I could hide it.

…The moment I react, I’m caught red-handed, so why can’t I hold back?

“Haa, really. Can’t be helped, this perverted bastard….”

“…I won’t do it.”

“Won’t do what? …You’re going to masturbate alone instead of with me?”

“Hey, I did it yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and come to think of it, for the past two weeks straight-“

“What are you saying when you’re the one who pounces on us every time? We were just being passive.”

“….”

That wasn’t wrong either.

…If they give the slightest hint, it’s true that I pounced.

But it felt a bit unfair to admit it readily.

Like waking me up by climbing on top of me wearing only a nightgown in the morning.

Or doing the dishes after lunch wearing only an apron.

Or barging in while I’m bathing to wash me everywhere.

…Or whispering dirty talk while licking my ear when I’m about to sleep.

After being subjected to that, would any man be able to resist?

“Yesterday, I was quietly reading a book, but our Master couldn’t resist and pounced on me.”

“Is finding and putting on a swimsuit from a manga while reading it considered quietly reading a book?”

“I just put it on because it looked pretty? Why? Did you dislike it because my belly is showing?”

“…That’s not it.”

“Puhuhu…. Indeed. Our Master was a perverted bastard who gets horny just seeing a swollen belly, wasn’t he?”

“Hey.”

“Puhuhuhu….”

…It seems these women have conspired together to shorten my lifespan.

Otherwise, there’s no way they’d be squeezing me dry like this after I lost 7kg in just 4 months of living in Japan.

It’s not like I’m not eating; I eat a fucking lot and even do weight training regularly, yet I’m still losing weight, which is driving me crazy.

They’d probably prefer a healthy Kang Joo-hyuk like before, rather than this skinny version-

“But you know. Do you know what Ye-eun said when she saw you?”

“What?”

“…She said you became incredibly handsome after losing weight?”

“What?”

“Originally, your impression was a bit intense, but after losing weight and becoming gaunt, your vibe became sexier. …She seems to like you better now.”

“Honestly, you still have a great body, right? With just the body fat gone, your muscles look even better.”

…Or maybe not.

Tch, just like I tamed them to my liking.

“Master-nim. Were you sad because you lost so much weight recently?”

“It’s not sadness, it’s dangerous-“

“What’s dangerous is using a woman with a belly this swollen as Master’s personal fleshlight. …Compared to that, losing a bit of weight is fine, isn’t it?”

“….”

“It seems Master ate less fat, which is why it was lost. …Would you like some milk that’s full of fat?”

Perhaps they too.

Might be raising me to their liking.

As a human who can’t live or sleep without them.

As a man who can’t endure a single day without mixing flesh out of boredom.

“Brother-in-law, excuse me, are you bathing-. …What is it, Unnie?”

“Ah, Ye-eun. You’re late?”

“….”

…Even to avoid being abandoned,

To get one step ahead,

Perhaps this time, they are the ones taming me.

“…You really are a perverted bastard, brother-in-law. Didn’t you say you were resting today because you lost so much weight?”

“….”

“Haa, I suppose it can’t be helped. …If you want to do it like that, I’ll let you. …You perverted brother-in-law who loses his senses just seeing a swollen belly.”

Separation anxiety isn’t a disease that only affects pets, you know?

If the pet is too cute, the owner is bound to get separation anxiety too.

…Just imagining them talking to other men makes me freak out,

There’s no other way to explain it.