Ch.105Chapter 105. Sexual Desire (3)

“Ugh… Jinsoo.”

I was dumbfounded.

Why did it have to splash all the way over there?

“Mr. Jinsoo? Hello?”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I’ll call you back.”

After ending the call, I quickly stuffed my things back into my pants.

“Uhhh… Jinsoo… I can’t see anything…”

“Damn it. Come here. Take my hand.”

“Sob… My eyes burn so much!”

Cuss was whimpering and flailing around with her face covered in semen.

This is what happens when you open the door without warning.

Even among family members, shouldn’t you at least knock to be polite, in case someone inside is having their happy time?

This absolutely wasn’t because I developed trauma after my parents caught me when I was young, not knowing the lock was broken.

“Ugh… Keuaack! It got into my nose too…”

“Then don’t breathe.”

“Nnngh…”

I took Cuss’s hand as she kept her eyes closed and led her to the bathroom.

I made her bend over the sink and—

“Puhek?! Ubuububub!”

“Keep your eyes closed.”

I turned on the water and washed her face.

At first, I tried to wash gently, but semen is supposed to be slippery…

Eventually, I scrubbed roughly like hand-washing laundry.

Of course, I wiped downward to avoid getting it in her eyes or nose.

If I did it the other way, I might leave marks on that pretty face.

“Hey. You don’t wash properly behind your ears?”

“Huu…”

“Clean it properly. It’ll smell, you dirty girl.”

Dirty girl.

She’s been washing her face alone all this time but can’t even do it properly.

Do I have to teach her everything?

“Is that better now? Let me see.”

“Hueeee… I think I swallowed some water, Jinsoo.”

“Looks fine.”

“Pheng.”

Finally, I squeezed her nose to finish the face wash.

Ugh, snot…

I quickly washed my hands and brought a towel to pat her face dry.

After brushing her hair back, her sniffling face looked unbearably cute.

I want to bite her to death.

Anyway, I was at a loss for how to explain what just happened.

“That’s twice now, Jinsoo.”

“What?”

“This is the second time you’ve sprayed reproductive fluid on my face…”

“Ah.”

Come to think of it, this wasn’t the first time.

Back when Cuss wasn’t Cuss, or rather, when Cuss was Cuss but not human.

When we were fighting for our lives on the spaceship, I made the strategic choice to spray semen in her eyes to block her vision.

That’s how I won.

It definitely wasn’t because I suddenly got horny and couldn’t hold back from masturbating while corpses were floating around.

“That’s… what human males secrete when they feel good, right?”

“How do you know that?”

“I learned it at school.”

“…”

So they teach sex education starting from first grade.

As expected of an expensive private school with tradition.

The money isn’t going to waste.

“So, Jinsoo… did you feel good by yourself?”

“Huh?”

“By rubbing your reproductive organ by yourself…?”

“Yeah, what else could I do?”

“Hmm… I see…”

Her reaction was strangely odd.

Why was she fidgeting as if embarrassed?

“I’m sorry about spraying it on your face.”

“Twice.”

“Right. Twice.”

“Next time, instead of my face…”

“Hm?”

“Nothing.”

Cuss abruptly shook off my hand and turned around.

Now she seemed upset for some reason.

She’s really become more human lately.

Acting incomprehensibly difficult like this—it’s just like raising a kid.

“Why are you home so early today? Did you get in trouble?”

“Jinsoo. Today was exam day.”

“Ah.”

So it was exam day.

I completely forgot since exams don’t matter to Cuss.

Though I apologized, she still seemed sulky and in a bad mood.

Maybe I should try to cheer her up.

“Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?”

“Yes. I’m hungry.”

“Let’s see… Ah. We don’t have ingredients. We need to go grocery shopping. Want to come?”

“Yes! I want to go!”

I’m pretty sure she used to say she hated grocery shopping because her legs would get tired and it was boring.

Now she seemed strangely excited.

Well, whatever works.

I was happy as long as someone was chattering beside me so I wouldn’t feel lonely.

“Should we eat out instead?”

“Eat out? What’s that?”

“Let’s go get some jokbal. I’ve been craving it.”

“Jokbal…?”

Cuss would really like it too.

She goes crazy for greasy meat.

Today I was planning to visit Koreatown after a long time.

***

“Hmm? Hmm…?”

At a women’s clothing store in LA Station.

The clerk was sweating profusely while watching a blonde woman examining pants.

She was holding pants that were clearly too small against her waist.

“Excuse me, ma’am.”

“Yes?”

“We have larger sizes over there. These are for teenagers…”

“I’m buying them for a child. Not for myself…”

“Oh! I’m so sorry!”

Of course—those hips would burst all the elastic if she tried to squeeze into them.

The clerk felt her face burning with embarrassment at her terrible mistake.

“What’s your daughter’s waist size?”

“Haha… Actually, she’s not my daughter yet. She’s going to be my daughter soon.”

Daughter.

Hearing that word made Juliane feel strangely happy.

“Her waist size… I think about 23 inches?”

“And her hips?”

“Her hips… um…”

Suddenly she felt lost.

Come to think of it, she didn’t know Cuss’s exact measurements, nor had she ever properly looked under her skirt.

Cuss always wore skirts rather than pants, and Juliane had never seen her naked, making it extremely difficult to guess her size.

“Sob… I’m a failure as a mother.”

“No, no! It’s okay not to know! Some people don’t even know their own sizes!”

“Sniff…”

The clerk patted Juliane’s back, feeling exhausted.

Why am I having to console a customer?

“How about these? They’re very stretchy, so they should fit regardless of exact size.”

“Oh, really? Then let me try them—”

“They’d tear if you tried them on… They’re only for teenagers.”

“Oh.”

Juliane stopped in her tracks as she was about to head to the fitting room.

She gently stretched the fabric with her hands.

They seemed elastic enough that Cuss could wear them comfortably even if the size was slightly off.

Come to think of it, when she looked in Cuss’s closet, the only pants were gym clothes.

Did Cuss particularly like skirts, or was it Jinsoo’s preference?

If it was the latter, she found it a bit disturbing.

Skirts can be quite inconvenient—forcing such a preference on a child seemed wrong.

But she could somewhat understand.

Cuss walking with her skirt fluttering was unbearably cute…

“Your purchase is complete. Thank you.”

With shopping bags in both hands, Juliane left the store with a lighter step.

She had bought many things for Cuss besides clothes—hats, headbands, socks, and more.

Jinsoo seemed to have no idea how to take care of a girl, so she thought she should prepare these things as a woman herself.

“What else should I buy her…”

While humming and walking, Juliane stopped, her attention caught by something.

A jewelry store.

A jewelry store with beautiful necklaces and rings displayed in the window.

Looking at the golden rings, Juliane felt her breath catch.

She remembered the metal ring she found at Jinsoo’s house.

It must have once shined like these, without rust, brilliantly…

Thinking about it, Juliane made a decision.

‘I… should buy pure gold.’

Pure gold would be perfect if she wanted something that would never rust or lose its plating.

We will never part and stay together until the end.

If she could put a ring that would never lose its luster on Jinsoo’s finger, it would be worth the expense.

‘Wait! What about an engagement ring?’

She realized she was already thinking about wedding rings.

To propose, she would need an engagement ring first.

A diamond would be best, right?

Where would Jinsoo want to be proposed to?

Surely not at the top of a Ferris wheel in an amusement park—that’s the kind of fantasy only teenage girls have.

‘Hehehe. A restaurant with a good view would be best.’

A skyscraper with a clear view of LA Station.

She’d reserve an expensive restaurant on the 200th floor.

She’d specifically request a window seat, trigger Jinsoo’s fear of heights to create the suspension bridge effect, then present the ring and propose—game over.

When she slips the engagement ring on his finger, wouldn’t Jinsoo cover his mouth and tear up?

“Mmm…!”

Juliane was happy just imagining it.

Though they had already confirmed their feelings for each other, a proposal would have special meaning.

“It’s almost evening…”

Juliane, who had been standing in the middle of the street with her mouth open in happiness, quickly came to her senses and headed to the parking lot.

She had meant to just shop briefly after work, but time had flown by.

It seemed unfair that she was still being called for other duties while assigned to monitor Jinsoo.

If it weren’t for fieldwork, she could have picked up Cuss after her exam ended early and taken her shopping to try on clothes.

In the past, she would have been happy about more work meaning more overtime pay, but now she would gladly take a pay cut if it meant more free time.

She thought about quitting her job entirely to become a housewife after marriage.

Jinsoo’s income wasn’t small either.

But what if Jinsoo quit his job and offered to be the househusband instead?

“No way.”

That couldn’t happen.

But somehow she felt Jinsoo might say something like that, which made her worry.

With these thoughts, she soon arrived at Jinsoo’s house.

Lately, she spent more time here than at her own home.

Of course, she tried to go home to sleep each time, but her lower abdomen would hurt so much afterward that she couldn’t drive back.

She realized after doing it with Jinsoo several times.

The first time, he had really been gentle with her…

“I’m back…”

After unlocking the door, Juliane tilted her head in confusion.

The living room, which should have been brightly lit, was dark.

Just as she wondered if they were out, she noticed the light on in Cuss’s room.

The slightly open door.

Juliane tiptoed quietly, planning to surprise them, and peeked through the gap.

“…?”

It was a shocking scene.

Cuss had lifted her skirt to show her panties, and Jinsoo was staring at them intently.

For a moment, Juliane wanted to burst in shouting, but she held back.

Despite appearances, Jinsoo truly cherished and loved Cuss like his own daughter.

It wouldn’t be the first time she misunderstood Jinsoo after seeing only fragments of a situation.

If she just listened to their conversation a bit longer, the misunderstanding would surely clear up…

“Hmm. Want to try masturbating like that, Cuss?”

“What are you doing, Mr. Jinsoo?!”

Juliane couldn’t hold back anymore and flung the door open.