episode_0023

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The next day, Saturday dawn

A subtle time when the lingering feelings of the night have not yet faded

Siwoo went jogging with Sehee and came out after showering.

He found his mom preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

His mom was preparing the meal with a blank expression, and seemed startled when she made eye contact with Siwoo coming out of the dressing room.

“Si…Siwoo, are you just coming out from washing up?”

His mom’s voice, pretending to be normal, was coming out of her beautiful mouth with a tense and awkward feeling.

-Having been filled with Siwoo’s semen-

“Yeah, mom, did you sleep well? Are you trying to prepare breakfast?”

Siwoo was rather relieved and felt comfortable by his mom’s obviously nervous voice.

“Hmm…yes, I’m going to do it now. Siwoo, did you go jogging with Sehee again today?”

His mom composed herself and spoke to Siwoo again.

“Yeah, Sehee wakes me up. But where is Seyoung?”

Siwoo asked his mom, wondering where Seyoung, who was always by his mom’s side when preparing breakfast, was.

“I think she’s a bit tired from going to the academy with Seonjoo’s family yesterday. It’s the weekend, so I thought I’d let her sleep in.”

While speaking, his mom couldn’t look straight at Siwoo and her gaze was wavering.

“What’s for breakfast today?”

Siwoo said, throwing in another word.

“I’m going to make fried rice today. Ham fried rice.”

Her gaze still wavering.

“Wow, that sounds delicious, Mom.”

In the short daily conversation with his mom, Siwoo confirmed his mom’s agitation and went up to the second floor.

**

Morning

Siwoo goes back down to the first floor, timing it around when the meal is all prepared.

Only Sehee and Seyoung were sitting at the table.

“Huh? Where’s Mom?”

Siwoo asks worriedly, seeing that there weren’t even his mom’s utensils on the table.

“Mom prepared the food and went into her room, saying she was tired. She told us to eat together when you came down, Oppa.”

Seyoung answered her brother’s question.

His mom apparently only prepared breakfast for Siwoo and his sister and went into her room.

Probably, judging from her reaction earlier, she was reluctant to talk to Siwoo and eat a meal with him, face to face.

Siwoo finished eating the fried rice his mom had made and sat on the living room sofa.

Then, he opened his smartphone and secretly checked the photo he took of his mom yesterday.

Her eyes tightly closed after taking off the eye patch, her mouth open with Siwoo’s semen inside.

Her whole face is red as if blood rushed to her head.

She ended up suffering even this in the end.

Even if she was enjoying it at the time, it could have been a truly humiliating experience to think about it later.

Moreover, having her clitoris sucked, her buttocks spanked, and being made to swallow semen ejaculated into her mouth by her own son, whom she sees every day.

Is his mom confused?

Is she blaming herself for condoning her son’s actions while pretending to be asleep?

Siwoo opens the messaging app on his smartphone and sends a text to his mom.

‘Mom, are you sleeping?’

‘No’

His mom’s answer comes back soon.

‘Are you okay?’

‘Yeah’

‘Are you not feeling well?’

‘I said I’m okay!’

His mom seemed annoyed by the repeated questions.

‘Is it perhaps because of what happened yesterday?’

Siwoo asks his mom directly.

‘Why do you keep talking to me?’

His mom avoiding answering.

‘Because I’m worried.’

Siwoo was genuinely worried about his mom and wanted to know her true feelings.

His mom became silent again.

After a long time, Siwoo, who had been waiting, finally receives a text from his mom.

‘Mom is a little ashamed.’

His mom’s feelings expressed in writing for the first time.

‘Why?’

‘I don’t know -_-^’

His mom’s sulky expression.

‘Mom’

Siwoo calls his mom again.

‘Why?’

His mom’s answer again.

‘Cute’

Siwoo thought his mom’s reaction was cute from earlier.

‘Don’t joke around.’

His mom feeling embarrassed.

‘You were cute when you were sleeping yesterday, too.’

Siwoo teasing her playfully.

‘Do you want to get in trouble?’

His mom cutely getting angry.

‘Like how I got Mom in trouble?’

Siwoo teasing again.

‘Tsk!’

A chatting style that seems to be his mom’s habit when cornered or reprimanding someone.

‘Haha, see? Mom is so cute, I’m telling you.’

Now Siwoo was genuinely thinking of his mom as cute as a woman.

‘Sigh~~Where on earth did you learn that from?’

His mom wrote and sent a message to Siwoo as if complaining.

‘You were really trying to kill me by making me embarrassed yesterday, weren’t you?’

His mom openly talking about what happened last night.

‘I liked it, but did Mom feel bad?’

Siwoo asks worriedly.

‘No, it’s not that Mom felt bad either…’

A sentence with trailing words.

‘Then?’

‘Anyway, I don’t know!!!’

Looking embarrassed.

‘Hehe, Mom, come out to the living room.’

Now that Siwoo knew his mom’s feelings and thought the atmosphere had eased a bit, he calls his mom to the living room.

‘Why?’

His mom asks, flustered.

‘I want to talk to Mom while looking at her face.’

Siwoo wanting to have a conversation in person.

‘No way.’

His mom still feeling embarrassed.

‘Why?’

‘If Mom sees your face now after saying all this…’

His mom sending the message without finishing the sentence.

‘If you see my face?’

Siwoo as if pressing for an answer.

‘I feel like I’m really going to die from embarrassment.’

Her current true feelings.

‘I’m okay even if you act as usual.’

This meant that it was okay to act as usual, like everyday life.

‘Anyway, give Mom some time now.’

His mom’s request.

‘Okay, I’ll wait then.’

‘Okay, thank you.’

His mom’s last text.

That’s how the chat with his mom ended, and Siwoo spent the whole morning rolling around on the living room sofa, where he could see the master bedroom.

There was only one time when his mom came out of the room to go to the bathroom, and when she saw Siwoo talking to Seyoung on the living room sofa, she immediately blushed and lowered her head.

Feeling Siwoo’s gaze all the way back from the bathroom, she couldn’t even make eye contact with him and kept her head down towards the floor.

There was a beautiful mother in the room.

Entrusted with the time of agony and torment to redefine the relationship with her son, with permission from the son who is the very person involved…

As if it were a perverted process for a rutting female mother full of sexuality to accept her son as her true male…

Through the closed door between the master bedroom and the living room, Siwoo could feel his dominant power and influence gradually increasing in the newly established subordinate relationship with his mom.

**

Morning

Seyoung was excitedly telling Siwoo about the magic academy she went to yesterday with her aunt and Sooah.

“I like astrology magic and hypnosis magic! Sooah likes illusion magic~hehe.”

Listening to Seyoung’s words, it seemed that magic was quite subdivided by type.

The academy that Seyoung started attending not only trains professional magicians, but also runs magic education programs in conjunction with hospitals to help with psychological treatment and counseling.

The class that Seyoung was to take was the education program related to that treatment and counseling.

It is sponsored by a company and seems to be quite large in scale. Siwoo was familiar with it as it was sometimes featured on the cover of local advertising papers.

‘Even pretending to be seriously fooled if it’s fun has long become a virtue and etiquette that is accepted in human society. Even if you cheat, if you have expertise and can attract interest, you can make a living no matter what.’

-A copy phrase that leaves only an immoral image and is not remembered at all-

Scholarships, study abroad information, and sponsorship programs such as entertainment management are also well-established, so many people who dream of becoming professional magicians or celebrities also register.

Seyoung and Sooah had faithfully inherited the maternal talent and had enough of what someone called ‘a face to be used as a tool for business’.

If Seyoung and Sooah dreamed of becoming magical girls, Siwoo felt that he could sincerely support and cheer them on.

“Teacher Yoo Yena was there, too~hehehe.”

A magic class was newly established as one of the after-school classes at Seyoung’s school starting last spring.

There was a joint performance by the magic class teacher and students at the fall arts festival, and the name of the magic teacher in charge of the stage at that time was Yoo Yena.

Seyoung and Sooah both applied for the after-school magic class this semester, but unfortunately, they couldn’t get in because it was full.

Teacher Yoo Yena was also said to be the principal of that magic academy.

She was a person that they might have been connected with someday even if it wasn’t for Seyoung’s hospital work.

Seyoung seemed to be feeling a strong sense of familiarity with Teacher Yoo Yena.

**

Around 11 o’clock, his mom comes out of the master bedroom to prepare lunch.

As soon as his mom came out, Seyoung ran up to her, hugged her waist, and rubbed her face against her mom’s chest.

“I was waiting for Mom in the living room with Oppa.”

Seyoung says to her mom as if acting spoiled.

His mom, glancing at Siwoo, still looked awkward, but seemed to have calmed down a lot compared to before.

Siwoo also approaches his mom and says.

“Mom, are you feeling a little better now?”

“Yeah, I have to prepare lunch.”

His mom answering as if still embarrassed.

Siwoo subtly checks Seyoung’s reaction and then strokes his mom’s hair in front of Seyoung.

-Just like he had done for his mom last night, who had a fit of convulsive coughing as if she had choked after swallowing Siwoo’s semen-

His mom stood still, accepting Siwoo’s touch for a while.

Siwoo could feel a slight trembling from his mom.

After a while, his mom, blushing, said to Seyoung, who was looking back and forth between her brother and mom with a puzzled expression.

“I have to prepare lunch, would you like to help Mom, Seyoung?”

His mom seemed to be preparing potato salad, sandwiches, rice balls, and tomato spaghetti.