Lee Junseo (Son) – The Kind Hell

* Lee Junseo (Son) – The Kind Hell (2)

I could only get out of the car after receiving a string of instructions from Mun-yeong and his subordinates. The garage was surprisingly modern, with several professional mechanics repairing vehicles, making it easy to guess how much convenience was being provided here. Apart from the castle visible in the distance, the land itself didn’t seem that big, so I couldn’t imagine that the infrastructure would be built up to this extent, but surprisingly, it seemed like a livable place.

I unknowingly dusted off the shoulder of my suit, then put on sunglasses. Apparently, my face is famous here, so I was strongly warned that I could be recognized while walking down the street. The fact that the residents knew my face even though I had never been to the village before felt like something out of a horror movie, but Mun-yeong’s face was so serious that it didn’t sound like a lie.

For now, I’ll stick to the policy of never taking off my sunglasses. Plus, I’ve heard explanations about each area, so there’s no chance of misstepping. I received a written guarantee that I could go anywhere except the residential area where the elders live. It seems that servants and children from each family are running around freely in the streets, and thugs like Mun-yeong and his subordinates are walking around in suits without a care, so it wouldn’t be strange if I blended in.

Mun-yeong and his subordinates told me where their accommodations were and then disbanded. They figured that sticking together would make us stand out, and there was no danger inside the village, so I naturally stayed alone and headed to the street with the most people. There were rows of hanoks, hanoks, and more hanoks, and buildings for historical dramas made in the old style, but the contents were modern, which was perplexing. It’s common to see a drum washing machine spinning around in a tavern, and the inside of the buildings were jooooolla clean.

‘When I saw it from afar, I just thought it was born in the wrong era.’

This feels weird.

Is it because the sight is making my head throb…?

This place was definitely beyond my common sense…

“Hey~! You there~!”

“Would you stop if I told you to~! Ahahaha~!”

Children are playing normally, but big guys in suits are whizzing past them, women in hanboks are passing by, and prostitutes in revealing clothes are wandering among the children. I wondered how they were doing sex education, but since this scene is the norm, the children didn’t seem to think it was strange.

‘Since they’ve been doing this since they were young, is that why they grow up to be like that?’

There are even children clinging to a woman wearing a revealing outfit…

My father’s face suddenly comes to mind…

I quickly erased it from my mind because it made me feel bad, but it’s a scene that roughly explains how he grew up…

“Gotcha~!”

“Ah~!”

“Ehehe~! Kiss~!”

“Aaaaah~! I’ve been had~!”

Little kids, about the size of my ankles, were playing tag and suddenly kissing each other on the cheek. The boy was caught by the girl while running away and was forced to do it, but they didn’t seem to dislike each other. I moved my feet as my common sense was crumbling. I felt like a primitive man for some reason, but I thought it was better than just standing there blankly, so I looked elsewhere.

“Ugh, eugh, euuuugh, euuuugh~!”

“Uuuheueu~!”

I turned into a less crowded alleyway and saw a house. I was hoping it would be quiet here, but surprisingly, I could hear moans from inside the wide-open courtyard. In the large room in the center of the courtyard, the sliding paper doors were wide open, and I could clearly see a couple roughly engaging in mating press. Even though there weren’t many people passing by, it wasn’t like there was no one at all. Children passed by the house and glanced at the scene, but no one pointed out anything strange and disappeared.

‘My head hurts.’

At first, I thought it was a place that the country had deliberately preserved to revive Korea’s old culture, with good intentions?

I had such thoughts.

But the reality is this?

Culture my ass, it’s a sex village.

‘Didn’t they say this was the most normal area? Should I look up what part is normal in the dictionary? The children and adults all have faces completely consumed by sex.’

When I inhaled, the savory smell of the kitchen and the lewd smell of perfume mixed and entered my nose. This unbalanced feeling made me feel bad for some reason. Behind me, as I stood there blankly, I could hear a conversation between a couple who were cheating on their wives. Apparently, here, both men and women are married to someone, but they don’t care if they fuck someone else as they please.

‘It’s not even a street where beasts live… geez…’

I took out the small map I received from Mun-yeong from my pocket and started walking again. I kept looking for something with a historical drama feel that would fit this atmosphere, and as a result, I found a bakery on the way. I immediately charged in to see what they had, and I could buy macarons with a credit card. The subtle feeling that hit the back of my neck at that moment didn’t go away easily.

‘Why macarons?’

But they were delicious.

Glug.

“Sniff sniff…”

For some reason, the delicious smell was getting closer and closer, so I headed near where the bakery was, and sure enough, there was a row of places that looked like restaurants. Taverns with cool-looking yards, similar to what I saw earlier, with expensive tables set up. It was around lunchtime, so not only were there crowds of men in suits like me, but there were also guys occasionally hugging women around their waists.

There were people wearing ordinary modern clothes, and there were also a few politicians I had seen somewhere, so sweat dripped down my back. I thought the higher-ups would know about this place since it was this kind of place, but I wouldn’t normally expect to meet them in this kind of restaurant district. Moreover, he seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere here, sitting at a table in the courtyard in an expensive suit, fanning his face with a historical-looking fan, and laughing heartily like an old man out for a stroll.

‘Since I’ve come all the way here, would it be good to eat a meal and go… as a commemorative feeling for my first time in a hanok village…?’

I moved away from the politicians for now. I carefully chose a place that was somewhat crowded but where I could take a seat alone and relax, and entered the courtyard of the tavern. I knew that credit cards could be used at that unknown bakery, so I wasn’t worried about money, but the prices were quite steep.

‘Beef soup costs tens of thousands of won…?’

Embarrassed.

Is it a rip-off?

I glanced around and was even more embarrassed to see a huge man gulping down a bowl that was three times the size of my face. I realized why the prices were so high when I saw the piles of meat on the table. The size of the soup and the amount of side dishes were definitely different from what I was used to.

“Welcome~!”

“!”

As I sat alone at the table, looking around the tavern in embarrassment, a woman came hopping towards me.

But, that woman.

Her outfit is…

“Oh my, I don’t think I’ve seen your face before~? Customer, what would you like to order~?”

She looks much older than me, but that’s also good. A long-haired older sister with the feeling of a ripe woman came to talk to me. The landlady in a jeogori (Korean traditional jacket) was looking at me with a gaze that was more than just friendly, it was sticky. I felt the beauty of this village in the jeogori she was wearing on top, so I didn’t think it was strange, but the problem was the bottom.

This landlady…

What’s with her not wearing a skirt and walking around like this?

On the bottom, she’s wearing fancy, short underwear with garter belts that reveal her pubic hair. A jeogori and garter belt combination is so innovative, isn’t it? Even though there’s an erotic coordination of the distant future that mixes the modern and the past right in front of me, the people around me are enjoying their meals without paying any attention.

“Customeeer~?”

“Ah, ahem. It’s my first time here, but do you normally give out side dishes in such large portions?”

“Of course, the price is the price, so we have to do that much~! We raise the cows ourselves and catch them when we need them. The advantage of this village is that you can eat fresh yukhoe (Korean beef tartare).”

When I looked at the menu again, there were boiled pork and yukhoe below the soup. If you order one main dish, they bring a bunch of side dishes and you can enjoy alcohol with it. I can eat rice, but the amount is too much, and it’s not a place to enjoy alone. That huge man in the corner, shoving a bowl into his mouth by himself, must be an exception. I clearly saw the soup in that big bowl all going into his mouth, but I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.

“Oh, by any chance, did you come here to play with girls~?”

“?”

“That’s not here, it’s in the inner room? You can only play with girls outside at night. You seem to have just entered the village, didn’t your seniors tell you~! Ohoho~!”

Is it possible to have sex from morning in a restaurant? It’s amazing in many ways that it’s a place where you can drink with women at night. She didn’t even ask, but she’s making foxy eyes and laughing lewdly, and now I know why she’s dressed like that.

“Ha, haha, I guess so.”

“Most men from outside are like that~!”

For some reason, I can’t help but laugh at this ridiculous atmosphere. It seems that the Bokryong organization is bringing in thugs from outside, so the landlady in front of me is dealing with me skillfully. It’s true that I’m a newcomer to the village, but if you take away the fact that I’m not a thug, it’s a perfect response.

“So, what are you going to have~? The boiled pork is delicious right now~!”

“Hahaha, I don’t know if I can ask you this on our first meeting.”

“Yes yes~?”

“How much for one night with you, *nunim* (older sister)?”

“Me? Oh, young man, you’re so funny~! Just look at our age difference~!”

The landlady is laughing ohohohot, but she’s grinning from ear to ear, as if she doesn’t dislike being courted by a young gigolo. The employee who is carrying the dishes separately in the distance is working in a normal hanbok, but she can’t hide her surprised expression as she looks this way. The landlady is a ripe beauty that I can’t see often around me, but it seems that there aren’t many men who are seducing her.

“Hey, I’m not kidding. You still look like you’re in your prime, why are you backing away?”

“Oh my, look at this customer~?”

“You’re dressed like that to seduce men… eui, eui, eui~? Doesn’t it feel good~?”

“Oh my, this young man must have made some women cry~?”

The landlady sits gently next to me, laughing. She was trying to seduce me by fondling my thigh like an old man harassing women at a cabaret, but it worked surprisingly well. If I did this outside, I would be arrested immediately, but here, this woman’s outfit and these harassment-like courtship behaviors seem to be the norm.

“Yul-ah, are you busy~?”

“No~!”

“Then take care of this customer for a while~! I’m going to talk to this customer a little~!”

“Yes~!”

After ordering the employee working in the distance, the landlady brings alcohol with quick steps and sits next to me again. She prepared boiled pork without me even ordering it and took a drink first. My hand is on her waist, and the landlady’s hand is on my dick. This kind of service without even asking, this village is definitely crazy.

“I’ll play with you for a bit today, so come back and seduce me again next time. Got it, young man from outside~?”

A glass of unknown alcohol that goes down my throat.

And a dick that is stickily rubbed with a saliva-covered hand as the table is set.

‘Ooh yeah.’

It was lunchtime when I realized once again that this place was indeed crazy.