Lee Junseo (Son) – The Daily Life of a Bastard Son

* Lee Junseo (Son) – The Daily Life of a Bastard Son (7)

Ttareureureureureureuk~!

A large roulette wheel for prize drawings, like something out of a children’s TV show, spins around and around. The red arrow on the roulette, marked with numbers from 1 to 17, looks like it’s about to stop any second, but surprisingly, it doesn’t stop easily, making me and the women anxious.

“Which number?!”

“Come to me!”

“No, it’s me, me!”

“I’ll be the Queen-nim!”

“Stop! Stop! Stop it!”

“Oh, ooh?! Oh?!”

“Ooooooooooo!!!!”

It moved so gently, as if it would stop any second, but it spun for quite a while. All the women watching it, from classmates to seniors, were banging their palms on the table, urging it to stop quickly, and as if responding to that, the roulette soon stopped.

Ttareureureureure~!

Ttalkak!

Hoping that I wouldn’t be the first one, I cautiously opened my eyes to see the number 3 being pointed at. In response, everyone’s attention turned to the woman in the number 3 seat. Everyone was wearing the same dress, so it was hard to tell who was who, but I soon realized who she was.

“Yuna-rin?!”

“Rin-ie got it?!”

“Awesome!”

A sly expression that suited her long hair shook with joy. It was the woman who had been clinging to me in a sailor uniform cosplay since the first day. She slammed her chair back and jumped up, shaking her moderately sized breasts as she rejoiced, but…

“Lucky from the start~!”

Inevitably, something that always happens in these roulette games happened again.

“No, wait a minute.”

“The roulette’s moving again.”

“Huh?”

Ttareureureuk, ttalkak.

The arrow moved just a little bit more, falling off of number 3.

Of course, after 1, 2, 3 comes 4.

Even an elementary school student knows the answer.

“Ah, it’s number 4.”

“Number 4?”

“Ah, shit.”

“I’m fucked.”

“Keu…”

My gaze shifted to Heo Choyeon-sunbae, the cosplay-loving pervert, right next to Yuna-rin. Unlike Yuna-rin, who was of moderate height, the woman next to her was very small. Her dress was almost dragging on the ground, and the only thing that fit her properly was her cleavage. She had huge boobs that didn’t suit her height, and her expression was intense, like she was on drugs, and her eyebrows were thick. In other words, a woman overflowing with decadent beauty. She had casually tied her hair to one side as if she was deliberately trying to appeal to men who liked that kind of thing.

“Who is she?”

“Heo Choyeon. She’s your sunbae.”

“With that height?”

“Then what am I?”

As soon as I asked my older sisters sitting on either side of me, the answer came back. Ha-eun noona seemed displeased with my tone, but she didn’t bother to reply and glared at the woman. Despite being short, she seemed to be the type with a strong personality like our Ha-eun noona, and it seemed like everyone hated her.

“Why does it have to be you?”

“You got a problem with that, you bitch?”

“Aniyo…”

Heo Choyeon-sunbae cackled. The cosplay sunbae sitting right next to her whimpered and lowered her shoulders. The two of them had been glaring at each other for a long time, as if they had a bad relationship, but the little sunbae was the one in command. I don’t know how bad their relationship usually is, but she probably wasn’t a woman with enough guts to stand up to her in this situation.

“Rin-ie’s fucked.”

“They fought last time.”

“What kind of order will she give…”

“Eugh…”

“With her personality, won’t she be eliminated in the first round…?”

“Keuk.”

Hearing the commotion around me, I got a little scared and clung to Ha-eun noona. From what I heard, it was a fucking King’s Game with no dignity or anything, and they were playing this game with people who didn’t get along. It was hard to watch what was about to happen.

“Heuhut.”

“What, what are you glaring at? What order are you going to give? I’m ready! Come on, bring it on!”

“Who said I was going to order you around?”

“Huh?”

“The last time too… Heung, you’re a bit annoying, but you’re okay. What I really can’t stand are those bitches over there who are relieved, you know? It’s good if they can stand up to me, but they pretend to be so clean. They’re all just the same whores, you know? Right?”

“Well, that’s…”

However, something unexpected happened.

They laughed, saying something that only they understood.

“Hey, Serim-ah. It’s okay to designate revenge, right? It’s the same rules as before, right?”

“Yes. That’s what it’s originally for. There are seventeen of you, including Junseo, Seo-woo, and Ha-eun, so it’s even more necessary.”

“Then, you bitches over there, in front of me. What numbers are you? Let’s see… 9, 10, 11, 12, 13… Yeah, you guys!”

“Hick.”

“Ah, fuck?!”

“Starting like this?!”

“You can complain to me if you get caught too.”

The little devil shook her legs on the chair and raised her hand, shouting, 「Lighter!」. I don’t know why a lighter is a penalty item in a fucking King’s Game, but whatever, she wants a lighter. And when Serim, the mixed-race child, heard that, she smiled brightly and prepared as many lighters as there were people receiving the penalty with a polite tone and demeanor.

“Let’s go easy since we’re just starting.”

Heo Choyeon-sunbae clapped her hands and said it lightly, but the word “lightly” didn’t suit the situation at all since a lighter had come out.

“What are you going to do?”

“What do you think I’m going to do? You know. The people I designate have to put one leg on the table and spread their vaginas.”

“Keueu…”

“What the hell is this from the start…”

“It’s still light, though.”

“Yeah, I expected what she’d do…”

I wanted to curse and ask if that was light, but I held back. The women receiving the penalty didn’t resist at all even though I was there, and they didn’t feel any shame even after spreading their vaginas. Moreover, they spread their vaginas as if they were deliberately showing me the inside, and held up the distributed lighters in their hands.

“You know what I’m going to make you do, right? Burn that in front of Junseo’s eyes.”

“Eueueueueuk~!”

“This could get a little hot…”

“Either do it or be eliminated in the first round.”

“You damn bitch, I’ll get you later!”

The women made a ‘grrr’ sound without any shame even though I was right in front of them, and put the lighters to their vaginas. Then, they flicked the fire towards their long pubic hair.

“Heueuk?!”

‘These crazy bitches.’

Sure enough, their pubic hair caught fire.

Tatak, tatak, tatatatak, taak!

It wasn’t a loud sound, but everyone was holding their breath, so the sound of pubic hair burning was unnecessarily loud. I never dreamed that I would see the sight of women raising their legs on a table and burning their pubic hair in my life.

“Uueueueuk~! Eu, eueueu, hot, fuck…”

“Hehet, hehehet, I trimmed mine in advance… so there’s not much to burn~!”

“Hyat?! It touched my labia a little! Keut, euueu, teugeueueueot~!”

“I even… cut it into a heart shape at the bottom… and dyed it pink… you fucking bitch~! What are you going to do about this~! My vagina smells like incense burning!!!”

“Did anyone order you to dye your pubic hair?”

“Isseeeeeeet!!!!”

“Who were you trying to show it to that you did that to your downstairs?”

“Th, that’s…”

One crazy bitch burning her heart-shaped pink pubic hair looked over here.

Don’t look at me with your vagina.

It smells like burning pubes.

“Were you trying to show it to your boyfriend?”

“Th, that’s just because it’s this kind of King’s Game! I was just trying to play a prank on Junseo!”

“A prank? You’re showing your dyed pubic hair to your hoobae as a prank? Your prank is too much, you crazy bitch.”

“I don’t want to hear that from the bitch who gave this order!!!!”

Tadak, tadak, tadadadak…

Tak, tak, tadadak…

After the pubic hair was completely charred and disappeared, one by one, they lowered their legs from the table. The woman who had dyed her pubic hair last patted her vagina as if shaking off the curly hair with her palm, but no one laughed. The truth of the game that was about to unfold was already revealed, so they had no choice but to be nervous.

‘I hope this doesn’t backfire on me.’

The moment these bitches start giving me weird orders because they think I don’t know who they are, I’m fucked. I’ll put up with it to some extent, but if they make me do crazy things with my ass…

“What’s wrong?”

“I won’t do anything to you, so relax.”

“I hope so.”

Keuheum.

I leaned back in my chair, adopting a wait-and-see attitude.

Then the roulette started spinning again, ttaareureureureureuk.

“Okay, it’s spinning~! Hwiiiiing~!”

“Who’s next!”

“Me! Me! Me!”

“Just not a penalty!”

“I’m going to pour piss into that bitch’s mouth who doesn’t know her place!”

“Try it if you can.”

“I want to kiss Junseo!”

“Oh, me too~!”

“Stop, stop, hurry~!”

Even after what just happened, no one was intimidated and they all had evil smiles on their faces. The women who didn’t have anyone they particularly hated were giving me lewd smiles, as if they were targeting me, and the older sisters sitting on either side of me had stiff faces, as if they were trying to stop them.

Judging by this, it doesn’t seem like they’ll give me any weird orders…

‘Still, piss.’

Will they really do that to someone’s mouth?

As that question grew.

Ttalkak.

The roulette relentlessly pointed to the next Queen-nim.