episode_0074

Something feels off…

Several days have passed since that day, but the thought still lingered.

No matter how strong one’s desires are, isn’t there supposed to be a limit?

“Sigh… I’ve had fantasies like this for a long time….”

A deep sigh escapes me in self-disgust.

It felt natural to take Sari as my second wife, so it didn’t bother me at all. But after gaining one, suddenly feeling like I had a third wife as well…

It felt strange facing my twisted desires head-on this time, leaving me with a peculiar sense of satisfaction.

Of course, I have no regrets about my actions.

To regret having three beauties that one might not encounter once in a lifetime would be disrespectful to my women.

Certainly, it’s quite an achievement and satisfying in a way…

Yet, if on that day a bit of reason had remained within me, I might have stopped due to Sari’s presence and her tearful pleas, instead of forcefully making the weeping woman into my own by pressing down on her.

…What a time for mature Sari to awaken when my desires were surging.

And then, fixating on the word “master,” forcing her to become a sexual slave, and spanking her buttocks until she declared defeat…

It’s all because Sari had been subtly provoking my desires excessively with strangely exciting words, leading my rationality astray!

Wait a minute…! In the first place, that body was mine, right? Sari gave it to me! I thought it was our Sari who did all this?

Hmm… Then, wasn’t there really a need to feel uneasy about this?

We had already decided to marry and matched everything up to our belly buttons,

So now, just because she woke up, does Sari think she can change the body she offered to me?

Is she some kind of villa owner? She’s not a real estate scammer or a landlord who changed hands, telling me not to touch the body she had been enjoying even though the contract between me and Sari had ended..!

Hmm… I never intended to give up that body, and since our Sari loves me so much, it was inevitable that she would come to me through a majority decision.

If Sari and I promised to love each other for a lifetime, why would she suddenly say she doesn’t want it and run away alone?

Hmph..!

In truth, I became slightly anxious that another aspect of Sari might take her body and flee elsewhere, so I deliberately ignored all her words, pressing down harder to make her my woman.

Of course, the fact that the mysterious and serene woman of that moonlit night lay beneath me, crying and begging while obediently spreading her legs under my coercion, was also a reason I wanted her so much…

Well, now that both of them are undoubtedly my women, there should be no cause for concern.

Come to think of it, it might be good to give a new name to mature Sari.

I didn’t need to worry about it before because mature Sari hadn’t awakened, but now that she’s my wife, it’s best to distinguish between them.

Although they share the same body, the difference in demeanor between usual Sari and mature Sari is so distinct that they feel like different people.

Hmm… Childlike Sari can remain as Sari… and mature Sari gives off an adult vibe, so Seri sounds good.

Seri… It’s a pretty name.

By the way, even though Sari and Seri share the same body, who will be the mother of my child?

“It might be best to cleanly impregnate both twins…”

Or perhaps impregnate them consecutively.

No,

First… it seems right to create an environment where our children can grow safely.

This has been the reason why I have been wandering around the village and mountains alone all this time.

In fact, for a while, I had to be confined in the house of our fairy lady and the old man with the millstone.

That day, Heesun was very surprised when she saw the state of me and Sari.

Our attire must have been a mess.

Well, it was because our house eventually completely collapsed that we ended up in such a state.

I was sleeping well when suddenly, thud! The sound of a pillar breaking followed by dirt pouring down startled me so much.

It was a miracle that no one got hurt.

“Our house was already falling apart, but we were quite vigorous inside….”

After quickly washing up and tidying myself, Heesun was relieved again, but due to her excessive worry about my face being quite injured, I had no choice but to rest for a while without doing anything.

Nevertheless, through Gil Yong-aje, we continued to gather information.

Poor Gil Yong-aje… He sighed as Sari and I walked around the village returning confiscated iron tools, but there was nothing we could do about the empty government armory.

We didn’t really want to fill the weapons ourselves.

It seemed like Heesun and the magistrate were trying to find a solution, but it didn’t look easy.

Luckily, the fact that the magistrate had been quiet since the visit of an adult from his household was a relief.

So, even though my body is tired these days, my mother seems to be managing fine.

It’s been quite a while since the magistrate’s favorite courtesan disappeared….

For now, we are preparing to deal with the new threat of the magistrate and will confront it when necessary.

It won’t be easy to confront him. Rumors have spread, so we can’t act recklessly.

The biggest threat is not the tied-up magistrate but the tiger and the woodcutter…

The problem is that the woodcutter is currently missing. He hasn’t visited our house once during this time.

I thought my mother cherished him deeply, so I expected him to come at least once, but this was somewhat unexpected.

They’re probably both hiding in the tiger’s den.

Although they were both seriously injured and it seemed like this was definitely the end, I searched around all day after the trail of blood stopped following the tiger’s footprints, but I couldn’t find them at all.

I had to give up.

It would have been foolish to enter the tiger’s den alone, even if I was injured, and I needed to be more careful based on what Sari told me.

According to Sari, she had seriously injured him, but he suddenly took out a rare axe and treated her wounds?

It was probably the axe given by the mountain spirit grandfather…

Come to think of it, I never heard that he sold the silver axe.

Even though he was beaten all over and hit in the groin, he kept getting better, so I wondered how he survived…

His condition was so critical that I couldn’t imagine the silver axe still being intact.

Sari said that now the axe is almost completely broken, with only the handle remaining,

Hmm.. At that point, wouldn’t it have healed his body to some extent even if not completely…? The tiger also needed healing…

Phew.. My chest felt tight and suffocating.

So, shamelessly.. I came back here.

To learn about myself.. or rather, to understand my abilities accurately….

And.. to ask for forgiveness.

Bow.

Where our monk resides.

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“Oh! Sir Ju! How could you kneel so easily?”

“Monk.. I’m sorry.. I doubted you and resented you….”

“Sir Ju!”

I heard the monk’s voice raise for the first time.

I just bowed deeply, seeking forgiveness from the monk.

I felt unworthy of coming here like this.

How much did I resent the monk, thinking he might kill Sari.

How much did I dislike the monk…

Surely the monk asked me to believe in him just once….

Master. Please, rise for now. The one who forgives must have a peaceful heart. But how can you make this humble servant’s heart uneasy like this?

Ah..! I.. I, that. I didn’t mean to think that way..

I know.. I know everything, so let’s go inside and talk.

…Once again, I made a mistake in front of the monk.

How is asking shamelessly for forgiveness any different from throwing a tantrum?

The monk grabbed my arm, helped me up from kneeling, and led me into the room.

The place where the monk always smiled and welcomed me.

That unique scent of incense filled the room as we entered.

The monk seated me on a cushion and brought a kettle from the corner.

Did he know I would come?

Steam was rising from the already boiled water.

The monk poured hot water into a teapot, let it cool slightly, then tilted the kettle and poured the hot water into a teacup.

Sss…

The heat emanated quickly from the teapot and teacup.

The monk filled the teacup from the teapot and adjusted the temperature with the water from the kettle. After a brief wait, the tea emerged from the teapot.

The aroma of the freshly brewed tea wafted through the air.

The monk discarded the water from the teacup, carefully poured the well-brewed tea from the teapot into the teacup.

Sss…

“Master.. Now please drink the tea.”

We exchanged a slight bow, lifted the teacup with our right hand, supported the cup with our left hand, and quietly savored the tea.

Though it was a cumbersome and intricate process, the monk’s hands moved calmly and naturally, slow but leisurely.

“It seems you are quite adept at enjoying tea now, Master.. Haha..”

“It’s all thanks to you, Master. Didn’t you teach me tea etiquette when I was young?”

“Yes.. That’s right.. But back then, this old fool didn’t teach you one important thing.”

“What is it..?”

“More important than the etiquette of drinking tea is who you drink it with. No matter how expensive or good the tea is, if I drink it with someone I dislike or feel uncomfortable with, it will taste bitter. Even if it’s bitter and plain tea, if I drink it with someone I love, it will be sweet.”

“…Yes.”

“Today, the tea seems sweeter than usual…”

“……”

Drip… Drip…

Moisture seeped in, darkening the color of the floor.

In the monk’s calm comfort… tears unknowingly streamed down my face.

Despite being in a place to repent for my wrongs, I felt a sense of salvation.

“I also find the tea very sweet, Master….”

The monk smiled warmly.

It was the smile of the monk that I always cherished.