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While Mom and Se-young were preparing lunch, Si-woo came into the room and started rewatching his smartphone.

Gyu-ri Auntie’s ‘Slave Contract’ that Cheol-jin found.

‘Kim Gyu-hyung owns Park Gyu-ri as a slave.’

If this slave contract was only valid between Cheol-jin’s dad and Gyu-ri Auntie, there would be no problem at all.

That level of play between a married couple could even be used as a good source of stimulation for Si-woo.

-Si-woo was already somewhat immune to the SM genre, thanks to Cheol-jin’s SM collection of adult videos-

But the problem was the shocking slave rental contract on the back.

Si-woo’s dad, ‘Yoo Jin-sung,’ was named on it twice.

The number of rentals totaled six.

The names of the lessees, dates, and brief personal information…

And next to that, there was something written under ‘Special Notes.’

The rental period was mostly around a year, and in the special notes, there were words like ‘failure’ or ‘dizygotic twins.’

Si-woo thought that writing a slave contract was something that an M-leaning woman like Gyu-ri Auntie could sufficiently do as a game.

-If she’s someone who can enjoy being spanked by her son or his friends-

But being rented out as a slave was already far beyond the scope of a game.

If that had been going on for over 200 years, Gyu-ri Auntie wasn’t just a kinky auntie who enjoyed the M role, but a real sex slave.

There was no way a slave contract would have any legal effect or enforceability.

So, did she have debts or weaknesses that were being used to blackmail her?

Do Mom and Seon-ju Auntie know all of this?

Si-woo felt some unknown anticipation slowly rising within him.

**

A commotion could be heard from downstairs.

It seemed like Seon-ju Auntie and Su-a had arrived.

Si-woo goes downstairs to the first floor to greet them.

Seon-ju Auntie and Su-a were standing in the hallway.

“Seon-ju Auntie is here? Hi Su-a~”

Si-woo greeted Seon-ju Auntie and his cousin Su-a with pleasure.

Su-a waved her hand at Si-woo and smiled shyly.

Shy Su-a had pigtails that reached her waist.

Her well-proportioned body strongly conveyed the genes of the youngest aunt, a top-notch figure.

She was the same age as Se-young, but her growth seemed to be a bit faster than her peers.

Her chest and butt were starting to swell.

Looking at her long arms and legs, Si-woo thought it would be good to have her do modeling work.

She was wearing a pink t-shirt with a banana drawn on it and a flowy, light green lace skirt with many wrinkles, giving her an overall fairy-like atmosphere from a fantasy novel.

370-year-old Seon-ju Auntie had a youthful appearance that was unimaginable for a mother – good enough to be seen as in her late 200s.

She was wearing a wine-colored sleeveless dress that came down to her knees.

The dress was a slim type that slightly revealed her chest and emphasized her figure.

Seon-ju Auntie’s appearance and size were very similar to Mom’s.

Her face, height, chest, and butt made it easy to tell that they were sisters.

But their personalities and atmospheres were very different; if Mom was a nagging person who sought stability, her aunt was a free-spirited and witty activist.

She got along very well with Si-woo’s siblings and liked to go out and hang out with them.

“Si-woo, you’re becoming more and more mature every time I see you?”

The aunt’s exaggerated greeting.

“Auntie, you seem to be getting younger every time I see you~ But didn’t we see each other last week?”

Si-woo matched her energy as if he was used to her, and greeted her back.

“That’s why we need to see each other more often!!

Si-woo needs to grow up quickly and Auntie needs to get younger to match our ages, kikik”

Seon-ju Auntie’s joke with a playful expression.

She exchanges greetings with her aunt in a similar manner as usual.

“Seon-ju, stop saying weird things with your kid and come inside already. What are you carrying so much in your hands?”

Mom chimed in and asked Seon-ju Auntie, who was holding plastic bags full in both hands.

“Oh, this? It’s alcohol!! It’s been a while since we’ve all gathered, so we need to have a round of drinks, right?”

Seon-ju Auntie’s plastic bags were full of different kinds of alcohol.

“Why are you drinking alcohol from the afternoon? And we’re supposed to go out for dinner with the kids tonight, so we can’t drink.”

Mom said to Seon-ju Auntie as if she was dumbfounded.

Since there were plans for shopping and eating out in the evening, they agreed to only have a little bit of daytime drinking.

-Leaving behind the aunt’s disappointment, who wanted to get thoroughly drunk-

While greetings, jokes, and agreements were being exchanged, Mom had returned to her usual self in front of Seon-ju Auntie and Su-a.

Si-woo felt a sense of satisfaction seeing Mom like that.

**

At that time, Se-hee Sister came down from the second floor.

“Oh, Seon-ju Auntie~ Su-a, you’re here?”

As soon as she saw Seon-ju Auntie and Su-a, Se-hee Sister greeted them as she came down.

“Oh, Se-hee~ I heard your mom had another fit? There’s really no one like my sister!?”

The aunt said to Se-hee Sister, who was coming down from the second floor, as if she had heard that Se-hee Sister had been scolded by Mom.

“How can you buy such clothes for a kid?”

Mom said to the aunt as if she was reminded of what she was angry about.

“You should wear whatever clothes you want comfortably at home. Our house isn’t like that, right Su-a?”

Su-a only smiled shyly, watching Mom’s reaction to Seon-ju Auntie’s words.

Si-woo briefly imagined Seon-ju Auntie and Su-a in their underwear.

“You guys only have each other at your house~!!”

Mom said, implying that it was unavoidable in Si-woo’s house because Si-woo was there.

The reason Se-hee Sister was scolded wasn’t just about the clothes, but it seemed like it was conveyed as if the clothes were the only problem.

“I mean, we’re family, what’s the big deal? Anyway, were you preparing food? Should I help?”

The aunt changed the subject, as if she thought they couldn’t communicate.

“No, we’re almost done. Just sit down and talk with the kids.”

Mom shook her head from side to side, as if she was tired of the topic of clothes, and said to the aunt.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

It was Gyu-ri Auntie.

“Si-woo, can you open the door?”

Mom spoke to Si-woo for the first time since she came out of the room to prepare lunch.

-Still not looking him in the eyes, but feeling like they were connected somehow-

“Okay, Mom~”

Si-woo answered, feeling secretly happy, and went to the intercom to open the front door.

Soon, Gyu-ri Auntie came in through the front door and greeted them.

“Oh? Everyone’s here? I’m not late, am I?”

“Welcome, Gyu-ri. You came at the right time~ But what’s keeping your husband and son so busy?”

Mom greeted Gyu-ri Auntie and asked about her recent activities as if she was disappointed.

“He’s always working.”

“What about Cheol-jin?”

“Oh, Cheol-jin got a little hurt yesterday… He came home with a broken molar while playing?”

“Oh, really?”

“I went to the dentist, and his face is swollen, so he’s lying down now~ He doesn’t even tell me what he was doing when he got hurt.”

Si-woo felt a pang of guilt.

“I’m upset that my child might be getting beat up somewhere.”

Si-woo pretended not to know, thinking that he didn’t need to tell her that Cheol-jin didn’t tell her.

Gyu-ri Auntie’s appearance, who had a slave contract with her husband and was being rented out to other men under the name of rental, but also seemed to have a sense of awareness as a mother.

Si-woo felt a strange sense of alienation for some reason.

Cheol-jin’s dad had recently been transferred to the headquarters and seemed to be back home, but even before that, he was busy with business trips or work, so he didn’t show his face much at family gatherings.

Anyway, Gyu-ri Auntie and Seon-ju Auntie’s family arrived, and they had lunch together.

**

Thanks to Mom and Se-young’s preparation, the food was set out abundantly.

Tomato spaghetti, potato salad, sandwiches, rice balls… There were fruit juice, cola, and alcohol to go with it.

“Come to think of it, it’s not much time left, is it?”

Seon-ju Auntie said, sipping her alcohol.

“What is?”

Mom asked, who was also taking sips of alcohol.

“The first birthday coming up since your husband passed away.”

Seon-ju Auntie answered.

“Time flies so fast. I don’t even know how it went by.”

Mom said with a look as if she was lost in reminiscence, lowering her eyes.

“What are you going to do that day?”

Seon-ju Auntie asked Mom.

“I guess I’ll just prepare a birthday table and spend it with the kids.”

Mom’s answer sounded sad.

“Instead of that, why don’t we all gather as a family and go out for some fresh air that day?”

Seon-ju Auntie’s consideration to prevent Si-woo’s family from spending their dad’s first birthday after his death in a gloomy mood.

Si-woo’s father’s birthday was coming up.

Si-woo’s family didn’t really hold memorial services or anything, so they didn’t have any connection to events like memorial services for birthdays.

The family gathering trips that they used to go on almost every quarter disappeared after Dad passed away.

It seemed like Seon-ju Auntie wanted to bring back those ordinary things with her dad’s upcoming birthday as an opportunity.