Chapter 376 – Is It Really Going to Work? (2)
I couldn’t bring myself to confidently talk about touching someone else’s woman, but Mong-ah had quite a few stories to tell.
At that time, she was already in a difficult situation, entangled with those who are now known as the Eunryeong Society.
“The Thousand-Mile Scripture, was it?”
A legendary book containing the martial arts of the greatest masters of the past.
Even though it was a clue that was like a joke, they spread rumors everywhere and even pursued it themselves, which was foolish.
In the process, Mong-ah, who eventually became unable to trust even her superiors in Amipa, asked for help from Geomsung, and had been relying on him ever since.
“Come to think of it, you seem to have been involved with those people too…”
“Yes, somehow I ended up like that.”
That’s right. Somehow, it happened.
Because of my unusual involvement with those guys, No Hee-bang seemed to have some doubts, and I wanted to know why they kept appearing wherever I went.
Meanwhile, Mong-ah apologized with a regretful expression, thinking that she had cut off the start of it because she was involved with her.
“Did you get caught up in it too?”
“That’s not the case.”
It was actually the other side that was surprised to meet me. They probably targeted me because of the old man with the civilian sword who almost killed Eonsa-yeong.
“Damn it, thinking about it again makes me angry.”
Although Eonsa-yeong was able to recover from the poison, she avoided me for a while because of the danger to her life and the scars on her body.
I felt sorry for Paeng Yeon-hwa, who had jumped out with a pregnant body to protect me, but was it really okay to let that bastard go so easily?
Although it was a belated thought, as I imagined ways to make him suffer, I quickly lowered my head when I saw Mong-ah staring at me with a darker expression.
“Oh, I just had a different thought for a moment. It’s not your fault, so don’t worry about it.”
“Is that so?”
Mong-ah tilted her head, but since the person involved was okay, what more could she say? She just gave me a word of advice.
“I know you have a lot of people to help you, but if there’s anything I can do to help, don’t hesitate to ask me.”
“Even though it’s not your responsibility…”
Her words were so sincere that they even felt warm.
I nodded my head, deliberately showing a stirring expression, and replied.
“Thank you. I will definitely do that.”
Somehow, I felt a little prick in my conscience, knowing that I was in a position where I was trying to find a way to seduce someone else’s woman. But there was no need to reject her friendly offer.
Mong-ah nodded her head with gratitude at my answer, which was filled with genuine goodwill.
I couldn’t help but feel guilty, wondering if she had really spoken out of pure kindness, but I was already in a position where I had made a deal with the Ma-gyo.
There was no need to try to stare too directly at the fact that even this conversation was just a preliminary step.
Now the sun had completely set, and when I looked up at the small window that was slightly open on the higher side, Mong-ah followed my gaze and looked outside before saying, “Hmm, it’s getting dark. Well, then, I’ll go now…”
Mong-ah stopped there and squinted her eyes.
“Come to think of it, there’s only one bed…”
That’s right, there was only one bed here too. Just like the problem with No Hee-bang, there was no excuse for Mong-ah to have to sleep in the same bed as me, unlike the one who insisted that we had to sleep together to recover.
Moreover, as someone who had already been caught in the backdoor once, it was obvious that she would be reluctant to share a bed with me. If we just did nothing, it was confirmed that we would end up sleeping on the floor.
We would be spending a few days together, but if the sleeping space was divided between the floor and the bed, it would be natural to feel awkward about touching each other, so if I appealed first by saying that I would sleep on the floor naturally…
“Well, fortunately, the bed isn’t that small. Two people can use it comfortably.”
As she had already emphasized a friendly relationship beforehand, it would be difficult for Mong-ah to say, “Yeah, you sleep on the floor.”
“What?”
I doubted my ears for a moment. Unknowingly, I stupidly asked, and Mong-ah got up from her seat without even looking at my face and replied, “W-well, you can’t sleep on the floor, can you? Don’t make me repeat myself.”
There was only one thing I could realize: the flaw that had arisen from her growing hair.
If it had been a short bob, I could have seen if her neck was turning red or not, but with her hair covering her neck now, I couldn’t figure out what Mong-ah was thinking when she said this to me.
Was it a green light that was blatantly turned on, telling me to start the sex train? Or was there some other hidden meaning?
I had to put my brain into full gear and weigh the pros and cons while watching her back as she started to tidy up the bedding.
In the end, if Mong-ah knew what was going on in the man’s head as he crawled into bed, unable to make a decision, what would she have said?
Perhaps the answer was that even she didn’t know.
Of course, her basic position was as follows.
‘Without any special circumstances like before, I won’t make any frivolous excuses. So it’s not right to force him to give up his spot just because it’s below.’
According to her position, the man could choose either way. He was free to cling to her under the same blanket, or he was free to pretend he didn’t notice and sleep as is.
Although her liking for the man had increased quite a bit, she couldn’t decide whether she would feel more affection or disgust if he touched her again.
“Hmm…”
She wanted to let out a long sigh, but Mong-ah breathed regularly like a sleeping person.
From the perspective of a master who had honed his skills, even the sound of breathing was one piece of information to gauge the other person’s state.
She planned to observe how the man would act after making him think that she was defenseless. But…
“He’s not moving…?”
The man, like her, breathed slowly and lay motionless, showing no signs of any other action.
No matter how much she looked, he seemed to be really asleep, just lying there. She thought she might know what state he was in if she got up and looked at his face directly, but she didn’t think she could handle it if he wasn’t really asleep.
“Why…?”
Mong-ah’s heart was pounding.
Of course, she didn’t want the man to touch her. At least that was her perception.
But wasn’t he the one who coaxed and cajoled her into doing it once before? Then, wouldn’t it be right to show some kind of reaction, even if it was just a little bit?
On that extremely cold night, as the man’s body heated up hers, and he lay down next to her to sleep, Mong-ah began to feel confused about what she really wanted.
“Maybe I…”
No.
The question that emerged from her subconscious was immediately crushed by her rational mind.
It couldn’t be. Just because the memory of that night was a bit vivid, it didn’t mean she would want to be held by the man.
This was just a verification process. It was just a process to confirm why she didn’t feel so repulsed by the man lying next to her.
So it was not…
“…Are you asleep?”
She was surprised at how hoarse her voice sounded.
Mong-ah barely managed to control her breathing, but she felt her eyes tremble and her body stiffen for a moment.
The man was just lying there without falling asleep. She could feel his body moving, and the distance between them in the same blanket was getting closer.
“Is he really asleep…?”
The man’s rough fingers climbed up her shoulder, and his breath, which sounded low, seemed to touch her cheek.
Here he comes, here he comes.
Mong-ah focused all her attention on what the man might do, trying not to get caught.
Plop.
“What…!”
“When I say you can do anything, it’s the same as saying you can do anything, right?”
Mong-ah was surprised when the man’s lips kissed her cheek, but she was able to hide it because her mind was focused on his words.
“Anything goes…?”
Of course, it was a provocative statement that Mong-ah, who had not expected such a thing, found offensive. But when she felt the man’s hand gradually reaching out and freeing her flesh that was covered by her clothes, she unconsciously closed her eyes.
It was confusing. She had never thought that she might want this, but when the man’s hand reached out, she couldn’t decide whether to accept or refuse it.
The man’s hand moved boldly, gradually releasing the flesh that was covered by her clothes.
“It’s okay, I won’t touch the front, so don’t worry too much.”
Should she be grateful? In between the soft whispers that reassured her, she could hear the sound of heavy breathing stained with lust.
It was Mong-ah herself who had decided to follow this man who had already defiled her once.
And it was also Mong-ah herself who had laid the man on the bed, leading to the current situation.
Yet, with her eyes tightly closed, pretending to still be asleep, Mong-ah couldn’t define her own feelings as she was held by the man.
