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    Lee Junseo (Son) – Human Retirement

    * Lee Junseo (Son) – Human Retirement (2)

    I spent a few minutes contemplating whether I could really quit being human. Ha-eun-nuna’s hands and pussy, now completely back to her senses, are moving. She’s stimulating my still-hard cock with her pussy and playing a video of me being moderately brainwashed.

    「Hiii, hik, iiiiik?! Iyaat~! Aaaaaaang~! Aaaaaaaaaaaang~!」

    The screams I hear are thinner and weaker than before. It seems to be a video from after the brainwashing has progressed quite a bit. Seeing how I’m reacting to this and what Nuna just said, it’s clear that I’ve inherited that human’s blood quite strongly. It’s not just unpleasant, but some emotion I shouldn’t know is wriggling deep inside my chest.

    “……………”

    Even so, there are still parts I don’t understand. I’m still catering to my mother and Seou-nuna’s kinks, and they said they’re happy as they are. But Ha-eun-nuna said that the plays so far aren’t enough. Telling me to quit being human might not be a request solely for Ha-eun-nuna, but I don’t know what that word means. I can only guess that if I quit being human, the three perverts in my house will be happy.

    So, what does that mean?

    Do I have to burst a blood fountain like Ha-eun-nuna said?

    That can’t be it.

    Or do I have to make the plays a bit harder?

    That might be somewhat right, but it’s not the core.

    Then…

    「Sseuuuuuup, huuu…」

    「Heeuk, euup, ek…」

    The video switches to the next one, and Seou-nuna’s video appears before my eyes. Father is blankly smoking a cigarette with no particular thought, then stubs the rest on Nuna’s tongue, using her as an ashtray. He acted as if that treatment was natural, and Seou-nuna in the video didn’t show any resistance, probably because the brainwashing had progressed quite a bit, like Ha-eun-nuna.

    “………?”

    Seeing that, I feel like I’m about to realize something. Perhaps because I was twitching too obviously, Ha-eun-nuna, who had been blankly watching the video, squeezed her pussy tight and looked back at me.

    “Why?”

    “Do you have Mom’s video too?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Play it.”

    Click.

    At my command, Ha-eun-nuna doesn’t question anything. I could at least ask why, but she obediently switches to a video of my mother doing outdoor exposure with Father.

    「It’s showing, it’s showing, Mr. Moon-ssiii, my thing, it’s all showing… Hiya, aaaa, euueuk, aaaaa…」

    「Don’t hide it, spread your legs. So other people can see.」

    「Euha, aaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaaaang!!!!」

    The content was standard. Just like Ha-eun-nuna said, it was a play I could really watch. It’s about my mother, wearing a trench coat, exposing her naked body to an unspecified number of people in a park and basking in shame. But watching that video, I felt another emotion I shouldn’t feel surging up. Even I don’t know why, but my throat feels tight.

    What do I call this? It’s like turning on the internet to search for something and then forgetting the search term at that point? Is it because he’s brainwashing my mother with a lighter attitude than when dealing with other people? Is it because of the background of the previous video? I feel like I know the reason, but I can’t quite reach the answer, which makes me frustrated.

    “Are you going to keep watching? It’s about showing her body for an hour.”

    “To strangers?”

    “Yeah.”

    That made my chest tingle again. The words “quit being human” and this video are definitely deeply related, but I couldn’t find the answer. The mother in the video isn’t wearing a wig or sunglasses, not even any disguise, and Father was the same. Using Nuna as an ashtray was also in a public place…

    “What’s the next video?”

    “There are too many, so it’s hard to recommend…”

    “Just play anything that’s done outdoors.”

    When I selected an example, Ha-eun-nuna’s hand moved quickly. My mother’s exposure video turned off, and Ha-eun-nuna’s face appeared.

    「Keheuk?! Ang, aaaak, euheut?!」

    「This fucking bitch is really annoying. Walk faster.」

    「Keuheue… Yes… I understandeak…」

    The screen was shaking, making it hard to see what was happening, but I belatedly realized that Nuna had been hit out of nowhere. The surroundings were, as expected, outside, and Nuna was wearing short hot pants, unlike her usual style, with fishnet stockings and a short top that revealed her navel. Her small frame already made her look indecent, and her tattoos were exposed, making her look like a walking sex crime. That human was taking Ha-eun-nuna around the night streets as if nothing was wrong.

    「Hiii, huk, hiiii, hueuu, euueuk, haaaa…」

    Ha-eun-nuna’s face in the video is pale blue. She’s not only exposing her body, which she thought she would never show to others, but also wearing shameful clothes. There were many people because it was a place full of nightclubs and bars, and people were staring intensely, but only that human was holding Ha-eun-nuna’s ass and walking around nonchalantly.

    It seems like they’re taking pictures, and there are even people who come closer and stare intently. There are several scenes where strangers, emboldened by alcohol, talk to Ha-eun-nuna. Someone filming this video comes forward and waves their hands to avoid trouble, but Ha-eun-nuna’s condition doesn’t seem to be improving.

    “What happened after that?”

    “The police didn’t come or anything. I was worried because they took pictures, but it wasn’t a movie or drama, so I didn’t get doxxed. In the first place, it wasn’t an outfit you could upload to a normal portal site, so it was forgotten.”

    “Then who’s filming this? It looks like one guy’s been filming since earlier.”

    “I won’t say.”

    “Tell me.”

    “I can’t tell you right now.”

    I bit my lip at those words. Ha-eun-nuna’s first refusal to my command. Even I thought I looked scary, but Ha-eun-nuna shook her head twice while cowering.

    “When can you tell me?”

    “You haven’t seen Grandma lately, have you?”

    “Why are you suddenly talking about that?”

    “You’ll know when you come back.”

    The tingling that had been building up to my throat crawled out to my teeth. She doesn’t intend to say much or even give a hint. Since Grandma’s story came up, I knew that human and Grandma were somehow related, but I can’t know anything with this. It’s too incomplete combustion to resolve the discomfort that’s been building up to my throat.

    “More than that, can you do it?”

    “Do what.”

    “Aren’t you starting to realize what I’m saying?”

    The meaning of quitting being human.

    As she said, I’m starting to get a sense of it.

    “Normal plays aren’t enough.”

    Ha-eun-nuna blinks her eyes at my words and clings to my chest. She shakes her waist back and forth, urging the next orgasm, and lets out a long, seductive breath. If I lightly slap her moderately fleshy butt, her pussy quivers and spasms, so she’s a good onahole after all.

    “I’m satisfied with our relationship now. It hasn’t been many days since I revealed everything, but it’s really not a lie. But if you’re going to get more deeply involved than this, you have to go that far. It’s something that involves not only our lives but also Junseo-ni’s life in the future.”

    “That human’s already dead, so how am I related to him again? Is he a ghost?”

    “I want to tell you everything if you ask me. But you have to answer me first so I can answer you too? What are you going to do? Can you really quit being human? I’m a little hesitant to ask more than this. It’s not an anime, so ‘Are you going to quit being a ninggen?’ doesn’t suit me. I cringe even saying it.”

    “Keung…”

    I took a short breath through my nostrils and cleared my throat. It’s not that I don’t understand Nuna’s feelings, so I decided to do as she wanted for now. Since I understood what it meant to quit being human, it’s easy to come to an answer.

    I understood by watching the things that human did in the video. That crazy bastard really didn’t give a shit about the people around him. That’s the difference between me and that human. Compared to me, who always keeps a bottom line no matter what I do, his standards and common sense are different. That human is the type of person who 「wouldn’t bat an eye even if my mother or Nuna were caught by the police,」 as seen in the video.

    “Disposable?”

    “That’s right, we’re disposable.”

    Ha-eun-nuna accepts my words as they are, which I said without thinking. I only cut off the front and said the last words, but she seemed to understand my words and answered.

    “Originally, onaholes are disposable. At first, Ten○ was surprised too, right? That people wash and use something that was originally made to be disposable. What Junseo-ni is doing now is exactly that.”

    “Are you comparing me to a pubescent boy who secretly buys an onahole without his parents knowing, cums once, and then washes it upside down with water in the bathroom?”

    “From the perspective of that human who died first, wouldn’t it be like that? He’d look at you pitifully with a face that says, ‘My son is only attached to something like that,’ and then he’d say it nonchalantly. 「I’ll buy you a new one, so throw that one away.」”

    “………………”

    “Wasn’t it like that in our time too?”

    At Ha-eun-nuna’s words, I was convinced that human could do that. With a nonchalant face, a flat voice, and blank eyes, he would say those words as if he were buying a toy. If that human were alive, he would never have treated them like humans.

    「Junseo, do you perhaps need a mom?」

    Around the second year of middle school.

    I remember the story of when a turning point came in my life.

    If that human had continued to play family while alive…

    「Forget about them. I’ll buy you a new one.」

    I felt like he would one day throw away his role as my family and be found somewhere as a lump of meat. And I could easily imagine other women filling the empty space. It’s too unpleasant. Even if it was something that might have happened, it was an unpleasant delusion.

    “From his perspective, it’s the same as buying his son a toy. Ah, wait. Or is it? It’s a bit much to call it a toy. He spent some time on it, so it feels like he bought a pet? You know, pets in houses where young children live go through the hands of a breeder. They teach them how to pee and poop and do tricks there. That human probably brought us in with that kind of feeling?”

    “I know, so shut up.”

    “Heuheut.”

    However, now that I’ve made up my mind, there’s nothing to be surprised about. I feel bad, and my voice is low, but Ha-eun-nuna is happy. My voice and the voice of Father in the video are quite similar. It was the moment I realized anew that I had already forgotten that human’s voice, even though it hadn’t been long since he died.

    “Do you think I can’t cross the line like that human?”

    “Junseo, you’re keeping the common sense, aren’t you? Can you cross the line like that trash? You unconsciously don’t want to cause trouble to anyone, right? You’re trying to keep the common sense as if it’s natural, really?”

    “What if I say I can? Then what are you going to do? Can you tell me everything?”

    “Actually, I didn’t want Junseo-ni to become like that…”

    Ha-eun-nuna swallows her saliva and blushes. She’s a woman who tried to stab me to death if I became like that trash human, but her body wasn’t. She, who has already become a masochist, still wants brainwashing. Something that has crossed the line.

    “But, Nuna. I’m sorry for asking you this suddenly. How’s school these days? What about the club room? Are you having fun?”

    “Yeah. I’m having fun. They’re just otaku, but I’m also into that, so our hobbies match.”

    Ha-eun-nuna smiles happily even at the sudden other question.

    But that face didn’t last long.

    “Should I make it so you can never go there again?”

    Umjil, umjilumjil, bureureureu…

    “He… heuheut…”

    Nuna’s expression was more relaxed than I’d ever seen before.

    Her whole body was trembling, and she was about to make an ahegao face like in a manga.

    “Junseo, you, youuu…?!”

    “Do you like it that much? Should I make you walk around the club building with your face all exposed and wearing the same clothes as in that video? Yeah, that’s a good idea. Let’s expose all your tattoos and whip marks. I don’t know what kind of face Nuna is wearing in the club, but it would be good to reveal, ‘I’m this kind of woman.’ Ah, can you invite me to Nuna’s group chat now? I’m going to upload all the pictures.”

    “T-there? Junseo-ya?”

    “Who’s Junseo? Don’t go to school with a big smile on your face, onahole. It’s fucking annoying.”

    “Hit, hee, heeii, iit, euueuk…”

    Nuna’s face turned pale blue, but her expression still looked happy. She’s forced to do something she absolutely doesn’t want to do, and she’s happy. Her pussy is wriggling more violently than ever before, and her hand is naturally reaching for her cell phone. She knows that giving it would be a disaster, but she can’t help but give it. A life where the master is prioritized above all else, even knowing that her entire college life, including the image she has built up so far, will be over. Nuna told me to quit being human, but in fact, she wanted to go back to that kind of life again.

    Pet.

    Onahole.

    Toy.

    Slave.

    Or something less than that.

    A woman who has lived that kind of life.

    ───Nuna wanted me to order her to do the worst thing she couldn’t choose herself.

    “Eu, ahaa, euue…”

    “Nuna, I’ll ask you again. Do you like the club?”

    “I liike, it…”

    “What about me?”

    “Of course I like you…”

    “Which one do you like more?”

    “Junseo, you…”

    At those words, I smiled with only my lips raised, like Father.

    “Then you don’t need ‘this,’ right?”

    “Yeah…”

    I grabbed the cell phone with Nuna and touched it nonchalantly.

    That alone was enough.

    My first step in quitting being human.

    It started with completely ruining Nuna’s college life.


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