Ch.69Chapter 69. The Man My Daughter Chose

“Mmm.”

I barely managed to lift my heavy eyelids.

I must have fallen asleep at some point.

When I turned my head to the side, I saw Juliane sleeping peacefully, completely oblivious to the world.

I carefully lifted the blanket so as not to wake her and got out of bed.

“Ah. Shit.”

It was already 7 o’clock.

Cuss would be waking up soon.

I put on my clothes that were draped over the sofa.

Since it was the same suit I wore yesterday, it felt somewhat awkward.

“Well… how did I fall asleep anyway.”

My memory was hazy.

I carefully tried to recall what happened while buttoning up my shirt.

We had been going at it like animals in heat, our bodies entangled in a frenzy.

How many times did we finish?

Eight? Nine?

I’m not sure.

Probably didn’t reach ten though.

Anyway, after going at it like crazy…

We got thirsty, grabbed water from the fridge, started kissing, and did it again…

Then we decided to clean up, went to the bathroom to shower together, and did it again…

Then we saw the sun rising and figured we should finally stop, so we got into bed.

“No wonder I’m dying of exhaustion.”

I must have slept less than two hours.

I was surprised I even woke up.

Part of me wanted to crawl back under the covers, bury my face in Juliane’s soft breasts, and go back to sleep, but I decided against it.

I couldn’t leave Cuss alone.

“Mmm… what is it?”

“Oh. Did I wake you?”

“No, I just… felt something was missing and woke up. Hehe.”

Juliane raised her head with a dreamy look in her eyes and a smile.

She pulled the blanket up to cover her chest, as if suddenly feeling shy.

“Your voice is really hoarse.”

“Ah… You’re right. I wonder whose fault that is.”

Juliane gave me a wry smile as our eyes met.

Her usual clear voice was nice, but this husky voice was quite sexy too.

I thought I should make her voice go hoarse like this more often.

“You’re leaving already?”

“Yes. Cuss will be waking up soon.”

“Oh, right. Then I should get up too.”

Juliane opened her eyes wide, then hurriedly wrapped the blanket around herself and got up to gather her clothes.

“You were going to leave me here, weren’t you?”

“Wow. That’s really the worst… Have you ever thought about how disappointing it would be from a woman’s perspective to wake up alone?”

“…No.”

“I want to see Cuss wake up too. Does she whine when you wake her up? Or does she quietly get up on her own and greet you with a sleepy voice?”

She seemed excited at the mention of Cuss.

It seemed like Juliane was already prepared to become a mother…

But I still didn’t feel like I had become a father yet.

“Could you… turn around?”

“Why? After everything we did last night, you’re suddenly feeling shy?”

“Yes… I’m embarrassed! I’m telling you I’m embarrassed!”

Juliane blushed and snapped at me.

I should have recorded her shaking her hips shamelessly and shown it to her.

I turned around with slight disappointment.

I heard the sound of the blanket sliding down.

I was dying of curiosity.

I couldn’t help but turn around to look.

“Seriously… pervert.”

She had already put on her underwear.

What a shame.

By the way, I wonder how many times Juliane has called me a pervert over the past day.

I think she called me “pervert” more often than my actual name throughout our time together.

“Eek?!”

“Oops.”

Juliane’s legs trembled, and when she suddenly seemed about to collapse, I grabbed her shoulders from behind.

“Is it hard to walk?”

“Yes… Someone wouldn’t stop when I told him to and kept ravaging my insides, so my lower abdomen still hurts.”

“You were the one asking me to be rough.”

“Just let me get dressed…”

Her face turned red again, so I let her go.

We quickly got dressed and left the room.

We returned the key and left the motel without Juliane saying a word.

She wouldn’t even make eye contact with me.

I thought she might be angry because I was too rough with her yesterday…

But then I noticed we were holding hands tightly.

Our fingers were even interlocked.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Eek?!”

“You’re just so quiet. Last night you were whispering in my ear about how good it felt, how amazing it was…”

“Ahhh! Please stop talking about that!”

She seemed very embarrassed.

Maybe she’s the type who can’t talk about these things in public.

“But… you know, the bed…”

“Yes?”

“The sheets were really soaked… Will that be okay?”

“That’s normal. The staff will clean it up.”

“I guess so?”

“But you were particularly wet.”

“N-no way.”

“It’s true. You made quite a mess. Your body is really optimized for sex—”

“Stop. Please stop…”

Juliane grabbed my collar and pulled me down, hanging her head low.

She was blushing all the way to her ears, looking like she might melt.

“I’ll only stop if you cover my mouth.”

“Ugh, really…”

Juliane looked around for a moment, and after confirming no one was around, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed me.

My suit was probably getting stretched from how hard she was pulling on my collar, but I decided not to worry about it.

I could always buy another suit.

“You’ve become addicted to kissing.”

“What are you saying? That’s not true. You just seemed like you wanted it…”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Seriously, stop teasing me. Huh? Aah…”

“What? What’s wrong?”

Juliane suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She hunched over with a troubled expression.

“Ah… It’s leaking out…”

“What is?”

“You know exactly what you’re asking.”

“I really don’t know.”

“…”

Juliane glared at me, then took my arm and started walking again.

She must have managed to contain it with her underwear somehow.

My left arm was crossing between Juliane’s breasts like a crossbody bag strap.

They’re really so soft…

This is what breasts should be like.

It was so moving I could almost cry.

Damn, I’m getting turned on again.

“Do you go to motels often?”

“Wh-why are you talking about that outside?”

“So you don’t like it?”

“…I like it.”

I was gentle today since it was her first time, but I’ll gradually adjust to my preferences.

For example, bondage play.

Costume play.

Anal tails.

Wow, just imagining it makes me so turned on.

Come to think of it, I didn’t get to try fellatio or paizuri either.

I had so much to look forward to.

Creeeeak…

“Ahh, open it quietly! You’ll wake Cuss.”

“It’s fine. When she’s in deep sleep, nothing will wake her up.”

We soon arrived home and opened the front door.

I thought I should change out of this suit first.

Then I glanced at Juliane.

While she looked beautiful in her dress, it was too fancy for wearing around the house during the day.

“Do you want to change clothes?”

“What? Do you have women’s clothes?”

“I have Cuss’s clothes.”

“I don’t think they’ll fit me…”

“Would you rather stay in that outfit?”

“I was thinking of stopping by my place… But yes, I’ll try them on.”

She seemed oddly excited.

I carefully entered Cuss’s room and checked her closet.

There should be something we bought in a larger size thinking she would grow into it, but she hasn’t worn yet.

Found it.

“Mmm… mmm…”

“Hehehe.”

When I turned around, Juliane was kneeling by the bed, admiring Cuss’s sleeping face.

She was making a laugh that sounded like some creepy old man.

At this rate, Cuss might reveal her tail.

I took the clothes and led Juliane out of the room.

“Here you go. Try these on.”

“They’re bigger than I thought.”

I gave Juliane the clothes and went into the master bedroom for a moment.

Of course, I was planning to peek through the slightly open door to watch her change…

“Close it.”

“Okay…”

But I got caught and was stopped.

I don’t understand why she’s being so shy when we’ve already seen everything there is to see.

I quickly changed out of my suit as well.

“Are you done?”

“Yes… but…”

“But what?”

I flung the door open.

And what entered my sight was…

“Oh.”

“What do you mean ‘oh’?”

Juliane looked like a country girl working in a wheat field.

After always seeing her in office wear, pants, or sexy dresses, this was a refreshing change.

She looked somewhat innocent… well, not really.

Her chest area was so bulging that her cleavage looked like it might burst out.

It seemed the size didn’t fit because it was Cuss’s.

The skirt was also short, and it looked like her bottom would show if it lifted just a little.

“It’s too small…”

“It looks really good though.”

“Th-this does?”

“Yes. You look so pretty.”

“H-hmph. R-really?”

“You can have it if you want. It doesn’t fit Cuss anyway.”

“Hmm… I see. Well, if you’re giving it to me, I’ll gladly accept.”

Juliane couldn’t contain her smile and kept lingering in front of the mirror.

She was subtly turning around to check how the clothes looked on her.

She’s really sexy.

It was amusing how she was shy but also seemed aware of her own charm.

No wonder she kept trying to seduce me with her chest.

I wonder if she knows that her tightness inside is much more amazing than her breasts.

“Mmm… What are you two doing?”

“You’re up?”

“Cuss, you’re awake?”

Just then, Cuss came out rubbing her eyes and walking unsteadily, with a sleepy voice.

At that moment, Juliane’s tone of voice changed.

When I came to my senses, Juliane was hugging Cuss, burying Cuss’s face in her chest.

“Hehehe. Did you sleep well, Cuss?”

“Uhhh… Jinsoo. Help me…”

It seemed like today was going to be a bit tiring for Cuss.

***

“It’s distracting. Please stop.”

“…”

At the dining table bathed in warm sunlight.

Conrad’s legs were trembling as he sat there with a newspaper spread out.

“I wonder if Juliane got home safely.”

“Well, they might be having pillow talk right now and going for round two.”

“Haa. Damn it…”

Conrad finally folded the newspaper and banged his forehead on the table.

He had already anticipated this.

He had prepared himself for it.

But he was still too disturbed to calm down.

“Sheesh. You were the one who kept pestering her to date and meet different men.”

“That was then, this is now. I never imagined it would be this painful…”

“Anyone would think you sent your child off to war.”

“It’s an equivalent level of anxiety. Of all people, her boyfriend had to be an ex-convict for rape and murder, and a child kidnapper.”

“Then why don’t you just report him?”

“…”

At Rosenthal’s playful remark, Conrad fell silent.

Rosenthal knew that Conrad couldn’t report him.

For Conrad, whose first impressions rarely change, to have changed his mind meant that he must have taken quite a liking to that Asian man.

“I just want to watch a bit longer.”

“You think it’s a false accusation, don’t you?”

Conrad glared at Rosenthal.

He had never once mentioned suspecting a false accusation.

Rosenthal shrugged and put down his coffee cup before sitting next to him.

“Did Juliane tell you about the false accusation?”

“No. I was wondering why such a straight-laced person would accept an ex-convict. But thinking about it, a false accusation is the only explanation.”

“Tsk… You’re right. The military court is typically so closed off. It’s definitely suspicious. But the problem is there’s no physical evidence. Plus, it’s a case that was closed over 10 years ago.”

He had looked into the case lightly to see if there was any angle he could work with.

The conclusion was that it was impossible.

There was absolutely no opening to squeeze through.

Even if it was a false accusation, any evidence unfavorable to them would have been burned and destroyed long ago.

Above all, since the victim didn’t seem to be making much of a fuss about it, he decided not to dig into it on his own.

“Hmm. I see. A false accusation. But that still doesn’t explain enough.”

“Explain what?”

“If you combine rape and murder with a false accusation, it’s plus and minus zero. So I’m wondering what exactly you like about that Asian man.”

“…”

It certainly didn’t make sense.

Even if it was a false accusation, that would only make him wronged, but it wouldn’t speak to his character.

“There was nothing to like. There were plenty of things I wanted to point out.”

His way of speaking that seemed obviously empty-headed.

His big build but childish behavior like a spoiled daughter.

And his dining etiquette that kept being subtly wrong, as if he’d learned it in some gangster den.

There wasn’t a single thing to like.

“Then why…?”

“He’s the man my daughter chose. There must be something I missed. Something only Juliane could see.”

But he decided to trust his daughter’s judgment.

It was her life, after all.

He might interfere with trivial matters, but he detested the idea of criticizing her lifelong decisions and earning her resentment.

If there were regrets to be had, she should have them herself.

“You’ve grown, haven’t you?”

“What…”

Conrad turned his head away in embarrassment and gulped down his coffee.

It was sweet.

Was it filled with his wife’s love?

“Throw this away and brew a new one. How much sugar did you put in this…”

“Oops. I mistook it for mine.”

But he preferred his coffee bitter.