[Incest] Making a Friendly Family 576 (Cheol-jin) (Rooftop)

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“Well, you never know~ But if she’s coming out, Shin-bi-Noona doesn’t seem like the type to be completely closed off about that kind of thing… She’s probably had a lot of experience, right?”

“Why don’t you talk to her and see if you can work something out? I’ll talk to Se-mi-Noona and let you touch her boobs~ Bare skin!”

Cheol-jin nudges Shi-woo with his shoulder, playfully urging him on.

Cheol-jin gives Shi-woo a mischievous look and expression.

Shi-woo feels a mix of pity and superiority as he looks at Cheol-jin, who’s just assuming Shin-bi-Noona has had a lot of experience.

Come to think of it, Shi-woo has already been intimate with three of the people who attended the blind date.

By the way, after the blind date, did Cheol-jin get closer to Se-mi-Noona?

Or were they close even before that?

Cheol-jin has started calling the Noonas comfortably, like friends or subordinates, dropping the honorifics.

Shi-woo feels a mix of bewilderment and discomfort at Cheol-jin’s attitude.

At the same time, he’s momentarily tempted and wavers at the thought of being allowed to touch Se-mi-Noona’s bare breasts.

“You crazy bastard! Tone it down a bit! Back then, we couldn’t tell who was on our side, so I was just trying to reduce the number of heads in the room!”

“I had to say that to get you out of the room! If you had just taken a proper stance and explained yourself properly, none of that would have happened!”

“You’re talking such bullshit now, even after getting caught up in that ridiculous mess and going to the police station together?”

Shi-woo raises his voice at Cheol-jin, as if denying his own wavering feelings.

Other students from the academy have already come up to the rooftop and are resting in small groups or chatting among themselves.

Shi-woo’s annoyed voice echoes on the rooftop, and the other students who were already there turn their heads to see what’s going on with Shi-woo and Cheol-jin.

“Alright, alright, you son of a bitch! I was just trying to do you a favor, and you’re getting all pissy! Still, you owe me for that, so remember it! Got it?!”

Cheol-jin, annoyed by Shi-woo’s reaction, makes a bothered expression and continues, as if trying to take credit for something.

The students around them quickly realize that the conversation between Shi-woo and Cheol-jin is just a minor argument or squabble, and they turn their attention back to their own conversations and interests.

Shi-woo felt as if the gazes that had been focused on him and Cheol-jin were instantly scattered into the air.

**

Shi-woo and Cheol-jin buy drinks from the vending machine on the rooftop and move to a corner near the ventilation shaft.

In that spot, they could raise their voices a little without attracting attention and have comfortable, secret conversations.

Cheol-jin has been glancing at the Smartphone in his hand since earlier.

Is he still checking the photo of the slave contract from the ledger that Shi-woo sent?

Shi-woo hesitates, wondering if he should just ask about the things he’s curious about regarding the blind date, since the topic has come up.

If he asks questions too hastily, just like before, he’ll lose the upper hand and be swayed by Cheol-jin…

Instead, Shi-woo sips his drink as if he’s not interested and looks down at the scenery of the playground beyond the safety net surrounding the rooftop.

The playground seen from the rooftop was full of energy.

Students who had taken over the center were quickly moving back and forth across the playground, kicking a ball.

Their voices and footsteps blended together to create a noisy commotion.

The movement was constant, and it felt like being caught up in a complex and diverse flow.

Shi-woo feels that all the moments in that complex movement and noise are harmoniously intertwined.

“So, what is it?”

Shi-woo asks Cheol-jin in a nonchalant tone, as if letting it slip, while looking down at the playground scenery.

“What?”

Cheol-jin, who was looking at his Smartphone, reacts unconsciously to Shi-woo’s question.

“No, didn’t you say we should talk in the cafeteria earlier? Didn’t you call me up to the rooftop because you had something to say?”

Shi-woo pretends not to know about the photo he sent in a text message during class and asks Cheol-jin as if he’s testing the waters.

Cheol-jin stares at Shi-woo’s expression for a moment, as if trying to read him.

“Well, I just thought there were some things we haven’t talked about between us~ Wouldn’t it be good to ask each other if we have any questions?”

Cheol-jin answers Shi-woo evasively, as if trying to smooth things over.

Just because Shi-woo sent a photo of the slave contract from the ledger, Cheol-jin doesn’t seem like he’s going to easily spill all the facts he knows.

Shi-woo hadn’t even figured out how much Cheol-jin knew about the existence of the slave ledger in the first place.

The expression that appeared on Cheol-jin’s face when he saw the photo of the slave contract that Shi-woo sent earlier may have just been a mixture of bewilderment and curiosity about a slave contract he was seeing for the first time.

“What are you curious about? Ask me anything~ Who knows? Maybe I’ll let you touch other girls’ boobs as much as you want, even if Shin-bi or Se-hee’s boobs are off-limits?”

Shi-woo tests Cheol-jin and suggests, hinting more explicitly at information about the slave ledger.

Shi-woo’s line seems to imply that he might have other people’s slave contracts as well…

At that moment, Cheol-jin’s eyes sparkled again.

The mischievous and hazy expression he had on his face just a moment ago disappeared, and the atmosphere changed to a face with seriousness permeating it.

Shi-woo captures a subtle expectation and tremor in Cheol-jin’s eyes and expression.

A heavy sensation, as if a tightly woven net had grasped something in the unseen depths of the water.

That subtle sensation is conveyed to Shi-woo from Cheol-jin’s expression.

For the first time in his conversation with Cheol-jin, a strange sense of awareness and pleasure that he was in control of the overall flow rises from deep within his chest.

“But I have something I need to check before class, so if possible, I’d like to finish what we need to talk about here quickly~?”

Shi-woo glances at the clock on his Smartphone screen and throws the words at Cheol-jin as if he’s busy and acting important.

Cheol-jin stares at Shi-woo for a moment without saying anything, with a face that doesn’t reveal what he’s thinking.

“So…you had it, Shi-woo, didn’t you?! Right?”

Then, looking down at the Smartphone Shi-woo is holding, Cheol-jin smiles with the corners of his lips raised, as if he knew it all along.

In an instant, a chilling sensation seemed to run down Shi-woo’s spine.

Cheol-jin seemed to know for sure about the existence of the ledger.

Rather, he reacts sharply to the information about the ledger that Shi-woo let slip, as if he had been looking for it all along.

Shi-woo gestures to Cheol-jin to wait.

Instead of answering Cheol-jin’s question, he sends Cheol-jin the photo of ‘Lee Ji-na’ teacher that he found in the bathroom earlier.

A person that Shi-woo and Cheol-jin both know…

Not just someone they vaguely know by face, but someone they had spent a year with in the same academy, as an English teacher and a student.

Cheol-jin checks the photo Shi-woo sent on his Smartphone.

Shi-woo watches Cheol-jin’s face with a tense expression to see if Cheol-jin already knew about Lee Ji-na teacher.

Cheol-jin’s eyes widen in surprise as he looks at the photo of Lee Ji-na teacher’s slave contract…

The expression on Cheol-jin’s face was different from when he checked the slave contract that he sent during class earlier.

Was that the expression Shi-woo had when he first saw the photo of Gyu-ri Ajumma’s slave contract?

Cheol-jin seems to know about the existence of the slave contract ledger, but he doesn’t know exactly who and how many people are included in it.

“You couldn’t have received it directly from the deceased… You wouldn’t have known back then… So, since when…?”

Cheol-jin was still making a dazed expression, asking himself questions as if he was muttering to himself.

“What?”

Shi-woo asks back with an annoyed tone at Cheol-jin’s voice, which he can’t hear well.

“Ah~ No, it’s okay… You don’t have to answer that. I think I know roughly~”

Cheol-jin was smiling at Shi-woo, not knowing whether he was happy or feeling empty, as if he was sparing his questions.

Shi-woo looks at Cheol-jin’s dazed smile and expression and thinks that now is probably the time to check the things he was curious about.

“How did you end up coming to the blind date that day? You were talking about the names of the people listed on the lease agreement or something?”

“Who are those Ajummas? Did you know you were going to run into them at the police station? Did you know in advance that all the participants were related to the slave contract?”

“Why is there such a blind date in the first place? What were you trying to make them do by gathering only people related to the slave contract like that?”

Shi-woo demands the answers he didn’t hear properly that day and begins to ask questions.