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    Ch.145Chapter 145. Running Away from Home (1)

    “Ms. Juliane. Can I bury my face in your chest and die?”

    “No, you can’t.”

    I was rejected immediately.

    Maybe I said something too perverted.

    “Just don’t die.”

    “Mmph……”

    Ms. Juliane blushed and unbuttoned a few buttons at the top of her shirt.

    Then she grabbed my head and pulled me in.

    My face was buried in the soft chest beneath her shirt, and a warm heat rose up.

    This is it.

    This is heaven.

    “Huff…… ha…… huff…… haaa……”

    “It, it tickles…… mmm…… huh?!”

    It felt slightly sweaty inside.

    When I stuck out my tongue and licked it, a strong hand yanked my head back.

    Ms. Juliane’s face was red to the tips of her ears, and she looked angry.

    “You startled me…… Tell me before you lick.”

    “I’ll lick.”

    “Okay……”

    I buried my face in her chest again and breathed in deeply.

    After staying like that for a while, I felt my mind starting to calm down.

    “Did I talk about it yesterday?”

    “Yes, you did. About that senator blackmailing you, right?”

    “……”

    I have no memory of yesterday because I drank until I blacked out.

    I probably whined pathetically to Ms. Juliane about what to do now.

    I burrowed a bit deeper between her breasts and took a deep breath.

    “Did I tell you everything? About the blackmail and how I told him to go fuck himself and try it if he dares……”

    “Yes. You told me everything.”

    Thinking back on it again, it was incredibly stupid.

    I wasn’t even drunk at the time, so why did I do it?

    Threatening a senator back and declaring war.

    I clearly wasn’t in my right mind.

    “I ruined everything. You said the operation was supposed to be in winter, right? I should have groveled and stalled for time somehow, but I got excited and……”

    “No. Winter is just the optimal time, but we can still execute it now if needed. Of course, it would be better if we could buy more time, but if that means you have to swallow your pride…… I don’t want that. I don’t want you to suffer anymore because of false accusations.”

    “……”

    I pondered Ms. Juliane’s words carefully.

    And then I realized.

    I hadn’t been indifferent to the false accusations all this time.

    It wasn’t that I didn’t care about being called a rapist and murderer.

    It certainly wasn’t that I had given up.

    I was just enduring it.

    What I had endured for so many years finally exploded yesterday.

    “The day Senator Snyder spreads the rumors. We’ll execute the plan that very day. I’ll contact the media outlets in advance to prepare them.”

    “Thank you, Ms. Juliane.”

    “If you’re thankful, please stop drooling inside my shirt…… It’s getting all sticky.”

    It seemed like our schedule would be moved up somewhat.

    There was a possibility that Snyder might get scared by my warning and not spread the rumors, but that probability was extremely low.

    There’s no way Snyder could anticipate that we were preparing such a drastic measure as opening the gate.

    Even if someone told him, wouldn’t Snyder just dismiss it as nonsense?

    I still couldn’t believe it.

    That Ms. Juliane had a weapon that could overturn a verdict handed down by the Navy military court over 10 years ago.

    I deliberately didn’t ask because I figured there must be a reason she wasn’t telling me.

    Perhaps knowing would actually hinder the operation.

    I had decided last night to leave this matter entirely to Ms. Juliane and not worry about it.

    My half-baked knowledge would only cause trouble if I meddled.

    “Don’t worry. Everything will work out.”

    Stroke. Pat.

    The feeling of her stroking the back of my head was pleasant.

    But gradually, those hand movements started to feel strange.

    She was twirling my hair.

    She was gripping my head tightly.

    I just noticed that Ms. Juliane’s breathing had become slightly rough.

    “Jinsoo. Shall we do it?”

    “What? Now? Cuss will be back soon……”

    “I misspoke. We’re doing it. Right now.”

    “But……”

    Ms. Juliane pulled my face away from her chest and pushed me down onto the sofa.

    She climbed on top of me, making it impossible for me to move.

    Not that I wanted to move anyway.

    Her hands were full of strength as she loosened my tie.

    She seemed to have been holding back well lately, but apparently couldn’t endure any longer.

    “We shouldn’t do it yet.”

    “It’s fine. It’s been a week.”

    “We haven’t gone to the hospital to check your condition yet.”

    “I’ve been taking my medicine regularly, so I should be healed. And we can just do it gently. Gently……”

    That’s the hard part, you know.

    The problem was that once either of us started, we didn’t know moderation and went at it intensely.

    There’s no way we could do it gently.

    Even if I consciously tried to move slowly, I could already envision Ms. Juliane getting impatient, mounting me, pinning me down, and moving vigorously.

    “No, doesn’t the cyst hurt? Shouldn’t you normally be the one refusing?”

    “I don’t know. The itchiness is stronger than the pain.”

    “This is serious. Something really bad could happen. You don’t want surgery, do you?”

    “Surgery…… no, I don’t……”

    Ms. Juliane, who had been unbuttoning her shirt, frowned and avoided my gaze.

    Good. I succeeded in persuading her.

    Nevertheless, Ms. Juliane still seemed disappointed as she pressed against me, kissing my lips and rubbing her bottom against my crotch.

    “Puhaa…… I don’t want it to hurt…… so shall we do it from behind?”

    “Oh.”

    My head felt dizzy at Ms. Juliane’s suggestion.

    The back hole.

    Why hadn’t I thought of that before?

    Perhaps during my 10 years of imprisonment, I had been conditioned to think of the back hole as just a sexual outlet for gay men.

    I hadn’t even considered it until Ms. Juliane brought it up.

    Damn. I lost.

    “Then we’ll need to get an enema.”

    “What? An enema? Is that necessary?”

    “Of course. Is this your first time doing it from behind?”

    “Obviously it’s my first time……”

    “Then you’re going to have many embarrassing experiences today.”

    “Ah…… Can I cancel?”

    “No. You can’t. After you suggested it yourself.”

    I enjoyed watching Ms. Juliane’s expression gradually fill with bewilderment.

    Was teaching someone their first time always this enjoyable?

    No. If a street prostitute had said it was her first time doing it from behind, I would have just found it annoying and irritating.

    It was good because it was the first time for someone I loved.

    “For now, just kiss me…… a little more.”

    “You’re planning to tease me bit by bit and end up doing it the regular way. It won’t work. Today, we’re definitely doing it from behind.”

    “Fine, just kiss me then……”

    Smooch. Smack.

    Our lips overlapped and our tongues intertwined, making lewd sounds.

    When I firmly grabbed her buttocks, I could feel Ms. Juliane’s body tremble.

    Come to think of it, I feel like I’m forgetting something.

    What was it?

    Creeeeak……

    “I’m back.”

    “Ah……”

    “……”

    Just then, the front door swung open and a brazen voice was heard.

    Startled, Ms. Juliane and I turned around simultaneously to see Cuss glaring at us with a blank expression.

    “Ah, yes! Did you come back from school, Cuss? How was it?”

    “……”

    “Ah! This? It just suddenly got hot. So I just……”

    “I haven’t said anything yet, Juliane……”

    Ms. Juliane hurriedly got up and quickly put on the shirt she had carelessly thrown on the floor.

    Judging by how she kept fanning her face, she seemed quite flushed.

    Cuss was old enough to know what was going on, so why was she making such a fuss?

    “Jinsoooo……”

    “Yes?”

    Suddenly, Cuss threw her bag aside and ran towards me with outstretched arms.

    This isn’t a good time.

    Before I could say anything, Cuss jumped onto me, straddling my thigh and hugging me.

    In the end, I ended up hugging Cuss in an awkward position with my buttocks sticking out.

    “Mmm, Jinsoo. Hug me tight. Squeeze.”

    “Uh……”

    Ms. Juliane’s gaze was incredibly warm as she watched us while buttoning up her shirt.

    However, the situation happening below was not so warm.

    Because Cuss wrapped her legs around my waist and pressed close, that thing ended up touching Cuss’s lower abdomen.

    She seemed to be deliberately stimulating it by slightly moving her hip joint and rubbing against it.

    In that state, Cuss leaned her head towards my ear and whispered quietly.

    “I don’t care if you lust after Juliane’s body or whatever. But if you show me that scene in front of my eyes, I don’t know what I might do, so please restrain yourself.”

    “Uh……”

    “You are the father. I am the daughter. Please don’t make me break this role, Jinsoo. I’m trying very hard to hold back too.”

    “……”

    “Answer me, Jinsoo. Otherwise, I might destroy this family right here, right now.”

    “Yes…… I understand……”

    I ended up cowering at Cuss’s cold, quietly whispered voice.

    If it were someone else, I might not care, but Cuss seemed like she would really do something.

    I was a bit scared because she seemed capable of even making Ms. Juliane and me divorce.

    Of course, I couldn’t even imagine how she would do that.

    “Come to think of it, why did I put it back on when I’m just going to take it off again? Cuss. Want to take a bath with mom after a long time?”

    “Don’t talk nonsense! It wasn’t a long time ago, it was just yesterday!”

    “Aww…… Let’s bathe together. Hmm?”

    “No.”

    When Ms. Juliane reached out her hands, Cuss hugged me even tighter.

    As a result, it was a complete mess with Cuss’s lower abdomen rubbing against me.

    I’m pretty sure I recited the national anthem all the way to the fourth verse, but it was of no use.

    “Oh, right. I joined a club today.”

    “A club?”

    Cuss raised her head as if she had just remembered something she had forgotten.

    A club.

    Well, middle school was the time when all sorts of clubs appeared, disappeared, and repeated the cycle.

    “What kind of club is it?”

    “It’s a club for reading books.”

    A reading club?

    She chose quite a wholesome club.

    If that’s the case, there’s nothing to worry about.

    “Hmm…… Do you know anyone there, Cuss?”

    “Yes.”

    “Who’s there?”

    “Yujin and……”

    Yujin?

    I don’t know her.

    By the way, I didn’t know there was another Korean at Saint Catalina.

    That’s interesting.

    “Jake is in that club.”

    “Withdraw from that club, Cuss.”

    Suddenly, I felt a surge of heat.

    It’s not particularly because I’m angry at that kid’s father.

    I just don’t like the kid himself.


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