Chapter 162 – Chapter 5: Vanishing Footsteps – 5
The carriage quietly began to travel the long way.
The time of resting comfortably on the cart without saying a word continued. Marie leaned her head on Luyev’s arm with her tired face and began to doze off, and Luyev stroked his younger brother’s head expressionlessly.
Soothing my tired body and falling into deep thoughts. We were friends of few words from the beginning, and it was the same even after leaving our hometown.
It’s everyone’s first time leaving Taildon and seeing the golden meadows. Since we rode on a carriage all night, we must have gone so far that we can’t even see the walls of Taildon.
If you ask me how I feel, I would say that it feels like something has finally begun.
But it wasn’t all that hopeful. Like this carriage running in the pitch-black darkness, I felt as if I was moving to a place where I had no idea what was ahead, regardless of my will.
… Did Tia feel this way too?
“Wow-.”
The merchant slowly slowed down. The wheels of the cart creaked and started to go down the small mountain.
Eventually, the place where the carriage stopped was a fairly large vacant lot.
“Let’s rest here for a while.”
We went in there.
Under the dim moonlight, there are rocks suitable for people to sit on, and there are traces of a bonfire in the middle. It seemed like a place often used by people passing this road.
Grumbling-.
The merchant lit the ashes on fire and said he would leave as soon as daybreak. If the weather is good, we will be able to arrive in Gordburg tomorrow night.
The merchant who explained so far lay down on the carriage, saying that the journey ahead would be difficult, so get some sleep.
Ruyev asked.
“And you?”
“Not really. “Because I’m not tired.”
“I see.”
The guy said while carrying the limp Marie.
“Still, it would be better to close your eyes. “I go first.”
“Sleep well.”
I sat down on the rock and crouched down. The bonfire didn’t seem to be very big, so I threw in some more straw.
It will soon be Gordburg. Tia is there.
Then I… What should I do?
I still haven’t gotten an answer. There is no change in the fact that you have to go to Gordburg for revenge.
The question of ‘how’ to take revenge was still at a standstill.
It seemed that Ruyev had his own plan.
He once said that Posao was the culprit who destroyed our homeland, and that he would capture him and take his property. And he said he would use that money to raise funds to rebuild his hometown.
Honestly, I thought it was unlikely. An empty mountain village that has been empty of people for almost half a year. I’m going to return it to how it was before. That… It’s close to impossible.
But I didn’t even have such an uncertain plan.
He ran out with the sole intention of killing Posao. So how should I kill him now?
Should I go to the lord of Gordburg, tell him all the facts, and hang Posao on the gallows? Or should I kill him when he’s alone and then explain everything to Tia?
No matter which way you think about it, it was the worst.
People will find out about Tia, and I will have to become a murderer and run away for the rest of my life.
The ending I can come up with is… In the end, is it only a thorny path?
But even if I had to endure all that pain.
The thought of wanting to kill Posao was still the same.
Okay. Let’s kill it first.
Because it is not too late to think about what happens next.
“…”
It was time to slowly close my eyes.
[They say it will arrive tomorrow.]
I heard a voice from somewhere.
I opened my eyes again.
Beyond the crackling campfire, two people were sitting on a rock.
It was Posao and Tia.
They were covered together with a thick blanket and warming themselves by the fire.
Tia asked.
[Wasn’t it uncomfortable when you were hiding in the coffin?]
[Soo, it was a little difficult to breathe. T, what about Tia?]
[I am… It was so cold.]
The guy said with his eyes down.
[I didn’t know the inside of the coffin was this cold.]
[Because I am a wooden plank. Of course, it’s cold.]
[If I had known it was this cold… It should make you warmer.]
[…]
Posao looked down at Tia and suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
[Here, come in.]
Then he pulled it tightly onto his fat stomach. He wrapped the blanket around her even more and hugged the girl’s small body tightly.
Tia must have been hungry for the heat, so she closed her eyes in his arms. Every time she exhaled, a cloud of steam came out.
[What do you think?]
[It’s warm.]
She spoke quietly, as if she was listening to his heart.
[I like it because it’s warm, uncle. Hands and chest.]
[So, let’s sweat a lot. Don’t you like my smell?]
[No.]
Tia shook her head.
[The smell of the uncle’s sweat… I like it because it feels like a warm feeling flows into her heart when she hugs me.]
Posao was Tia, who complained to me that she didn’t like it because it had an unpleasant smell. Every time I passed by her, I would frown at the strong stench and even yell at her to get out immediately.
… However, Tia now says she ‘likes’ the smell, which used to be a physiological repulsion to women.
Right in front of me.
[Hehe.]
Posao smiled shyly.
The two people were wrapped in blankets for such a long time. Around the time when Tia began to blink her half-closed eyes, intoxicated by the warm heat.
[… !]
Tia’s eyes suddenly returned to clarity as if she had woken up from sleep.
And then she looked back at Posao with very perplexed eyes.
[Mister… ?]
[Heehee-.]
But Posao only let out a sinister laugh.
In an instant, Tia’s cheeks and ears were seen turning bright red. It wasn’t until some time later that I realized why she suddenly reacted like that.
Tia spoke in a voice so low that she could barely be heard.
[I’m in trouble now…]
[Well, this much is fine. Anyway, there is no one there.]
[Still…]
She thought the flames from the campfire made her look distorted. When I looked closely, I saw that the blanket the two people were covering together was squirming slightly.
Tia’s hand slipped away as if she was trying to resist, but Posao continued to harass her by repeatedly moving her arm.
Tia lets out a short breath.
[I’m embarrassed…]
Thud. Boom.
Her heart is racing
What on earth is happening inside the blanket?
I didn’t know.
[Go, stay still.]
[Sigh… ♥]
[If you make a sound, will you get caught?]
Tia bit her lip trying to hold her breath. And with anxious eyes she looked down at ‘something’ moving within the blanket.
[Honestly, Tia wanted to do it too. Right?]
[…]
I do not deny it.
Posao’s hand moves slowly, like a mouse crawling under a blanket. If Tia is sitting in a crouching position under the blanket… It was definitely between the two legs.
Posao whispered into his red-hot ear.
[I got wet right away?]
[Tsk…]
[How is it. Mo, your body got warm, right? Huh?]
Tia nodded her head without answering.
… The guy was redder than ever.
The breath I was holding in was screaming like a baby, and my heart was pounding like it was going to burst from shame.
The face that was concentrating on its attention on the movement of the fingers between her thighs was a girl who was secretly doing something secret.
At that time.
[Whoa-. It’s no joke, it’s cold!]
Tia, who was startled, froze.
Two men walked near the campfire. Judging by their shabby clothes, they seemed to be a group of people riding in a carriage together.
They sat down on the rock opposite and warmed themselves by the fire, then looked towards Tia and Posao.
After taking a look at Tia with the blanket covering her head, she asked Po Sao.
[… Are you your daughter?]
[Ah. Yes… Yes. Ta, it’s my daughter.]
Posao hurriedly responded.
If a man and woman with a large age difference were close enough to cover each other with a blanket, anyone would have no choice but to assume that they were in a father-daughter relationship.
The companion said.
[I also have a daughter and a son in my hometown. When my daughter was young, she always looked for me because she liked me. The child has grown a bit, and now he runs away whenever he sees me. Haha! But it seems like your daughter is still following along well. I saw you earlier, and they seem to be getting along so well that I’m jealous.]
[Uuhihi- Okay, thank you.]
Even as I answered like that, the inside of the blanket was still squirming.
Tia lowered her head and dyed her ears red. Wrapping her hands tightly, she let out a short moan that sounded like she was in pain.
The man asked curiously.
[Isn’t your daughter sick somewhere?]
[Oh, no. Don’t be shy, that’s because you’re shy.]
[Haha. I’m old enough for that.]
The men didn’t notice.
The girl who I thought was my daughter was actually in a relationship with this old, fat man, having had a relationship with him in the womb several times.
And the fact that even as we are talking, she has a man’s finger in her vagina and doesn’t know what to do.
… However, if it were a man, he would have felt it instinctively.
She shows off the nape of her neck, which is full of lust that a virgin would never show, and lets out a sweet breath that excites men.
[…]
The men suddenly fell silent, probably because they felt ashamed of having lewd thoughts while looking at someone else’s women’s food.
[Then, have a good night with your daughter.]
Then, as if he was uncomfortable, he got up awkwardly and went to another place.
Crack. Tadak-.
Only Posao and Tia were left in front of the bonfire again. Tia, who was quiet, did not move for a long time even after the men disappeared.
[Wow – more, it’s hot!]
Posao lifted the blanket with a mischievous look on his face.
Hwaak-!
Then, the trapped hot steam rose in a haze, finally revealing ‘what happened inside the blanket.’
Tia’s pants were halfway down and stuck to her knees, and her white legs had no strength at all.
Squeak.
Po Sao’s fingers, which had been buried under his lower abdomen, came up. A thin, sticky fluid sticks to his middle finger and comes out in a long line.
[Everyone goes, go Tia.]
[Ha… Ha… ♥]
How much strength did I lose in the blanket?
Tia, who was so strong and sturdy, becomes limp and leans against Posao’s body.
[Yes…]
But that wasn’t the end. Tia kept rubbing her chest against Ji Po Sao’s arm, feeling anxious.
[Why. Do you want to do more?]
[Because the man keeps touching me…]
[Hihi! Outside, it’s Tiajana who said she wouldn’t do it.]
[…]
The girl looked up at Posao with faint eyes, hoping for something. He smiled like a cute puppy, then gently grabbed his small chin and kissed him.
Chureup. Cold.
Two people opening their mouths and mixing their tongues and saliva.
What kind of facial expression would the men have made if they had seen this scene?
Maybe… It must have been the same face as me.
Crack. Susseu–.
As the bonfire died down, the illusion of the two people disappeared.
In front of me, only a smoldering pile of ashes remained.
