## Chapter 280 – 28. Go Hayoung (5)
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Even departing that morning wouldn’t have made us late.
The AV was quite fast, and traveling within the Korean Peninsula couldn’t possibly take too long.
It’s just a trip from Incheon to Pyongyang; how long could it really take?
However, the reason for going a day early was to greet the elders first and give myself some time to mentally prepare.
“You horny bastard, Go Mu-yeol, is my pussy that good? How can you not let go even once?”
“Oh, come on. Who was squeezing me with their legs so I couldn’t get out? Now you’re blaming me. If your pussy wasn’t holding me so tight, I would’ve pulled out right away.”
“Bullshit. You were thrusting so much that I couldn’t think straight, you little shit. Control yourself. Why are you so impatient?”
“I never thought I’d be getting a lesson in patience from Go Min-ji. Were you so patient that you came every time I thrust, squirting all over the place?”
“I never said I came every time. Don’t make things up, you little prick.”
“Every time I thrust, you’d moan and groan, then finally cum and pass out.”
“Lies.”
The problem was the time we left the AV.
Naturally, Min-ji and I were having sex inside the AV, so I had my dick in her pussy until the very moment we landed at the Tae Yang Palace.
We were both so turned on that pulling out beforehand was out of the question, so we just kept going until we came.
After the cumshot, I should’ve pulled out, but Min-ji, with her dazed expression, kept squeezing my waist with her legs, making it impossible to get out.
Since I couldn’t get out anyway, I just kept thrusting, and before we knew it, several more hours had passed.
“Are you seriously blaming me when you were the one who wouldn’t let me out?”
“When did I ever do that? That’s ridiculous.”
“You can’t have that kind of attitude in life. People should be honest.”
“Fuck off.”
“Well, your pussy is so weak that you’re probably out of your mind from the moment I start thrusting. You probably don’t even know. I understand. Yes, I have to understand.”
“Keep making things up and I’ll kidnap you. You don’t know what I’m capable of, do you?”
“Oh, I’m so scared.”
“You’re crossing the line more and more. Be careful, okay? Seriously.”
We’ve already crossed the line and are now in a pussy-fucking relationship, so what line are we talking about now?
I smacked her plump ass, and Min-ji was startled, then glared at me and raised her hand.
“Yeah, you can’t hit me.”
Of course, I ran away first.
If I entered the solemn Tae Yang Palace first, I’d win.
Surely she wouldn’t act like a child inside there.
As expected, once we entered the palace, Min-ji lowered her hand with a displeased expression.
Even Min-ji couldn’t run around like a tomboy in there.
“Ugh, you little shrimp.”
“Your clit is the size of a shrimp.”
“I’m going to kill you, seriously.”
We bickered as we headed to the family dining hall.
Since it was already lunchtime, it made sense to gather there.
‘Ah, but they said we’re the last ones. What should I say?’
If I were late alone, I could just brush it off, but I was late with Min-ji.
Since they would’ve reported the moment our AV landed, there was no point in separating now.
It was fine for cousins to come together since we were both in Incheon, but could we really give a proper answer to the question of why we spent hours inside the AV after landing?
“Hey.”
“What?”
“What should we say? They’re going to ask why we’re late.”
“Just say we were late because of work. You worry too much.”
Oh, come on.
There are limits to that.
“We didn’t come out for hours after landing.”
“Say the door was broken.”
“…”
So simple.
But…
Does that make sense…?
“Oh, now that I think about it, Hahyan gave you that as a gift, right? Get it replaced. How can the door break?”
“…”
Min-ji had already started fabricating.
That we couldn’t get out because the AV door was broken…
She even drilled it into the heads of the drivers she brought, thoroughly twisting the truth.
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Fortunately, the dining hall was already crowded, so Min-ji couldn’t start acting up with her fabricated story.
If only Hahyan had been there, she would’ve confidently walked in and said, “Hey, Go Hahyan, if you’re going to give a gift, give a decent one. How can the AV door break?” And Hahyan wouldn’t have stayed silent either.
It would’ve been a very awkward situation.
But since all the family members were gathered, that misfortune didn’t happen.
No matter how much of a troublemaker Min-ji was, she couldn’t openly act up in front of everyone.
‘Come to think of it, she’s always been well-behaved when the adults are around.’
She only acts wild when she’s with me or with Hahyan, Seonyul, etc. When the adults are around, she’s a proper lady.
What a chameleon.
“Hello, Grandpa.”
“Yes, sit here.”
Grandpa didn’t even ask why we were late.
He just took it as a given.
When I think about it, we arrived around lunchtime on the first day of the Chuseok holiday, so it wasn’t that late.
Maybe I was just overthinking it.
That’s a relief.
“Our grandson, you’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”
“Of course not. Who would dare hurt me, Grandpa?”
“That Mayor suddenly declared martial law, and I was so worried. Your aunts too.”
“Oh, I see.”
So that’s why those locust-like mechs came swarming.
I expected it, but hearing it in person is shocking.
‘Then I guess the people here were behind killing the party leader and the mayor?’
I can’t pinpoint who did it unless I hear it from them directly.
But it’s definitely one of Grandpa or my aunts.
If I had to guess, it would be Gomin-yeong, the president of the military company, who even came running to hug me, or Grandpa, who controls everything in the group.
Circumstantially, it seems like Gomin-yeong, who is the president of the military company and even came running to hug me, but I have a feeling Grandpa did it.
“Those guys should be satisfied if we give them servants and make them managers, but they’re not. That’s human nature.”
Grandpa suddenly started giving a speech.
Servants this, managers that.
It seemed to be about the politicians, but in simple terms, it was a complaint about why the slaves were acting up. At the same time, he was trying to make me understand.
You might ask what it means to express dissatisfaction while also trying to make me understand, but he seemed to want to say, “That’s just human nature.”
“So, be careful. There’s no such thing as a human you can completely trust in this world.”
“I’ll keep that in mind, Grandpa.”
“Good. Still, it’s good that you’re safe and sound. Even in Incheon-“
“Oh, Dad! Stop it. Can’t you see everyone’s hungry?”
Go Hayoung stopped Grandpa’s speech before it could start again. Gomin-yeong muttered, “Here we go again, old man,” as a bonus.
Fortunately(?), Go Seon-ah remained silent, but the way she glared at Grandpa with her beautiful eyes was giving him unspoken pressure.
Grandpa was furious and pointed his finger.
“Did I say anyone couldn’t eat!”
“How can we eat when you keep talking?”
“Why are you saying such things at the dinner table?”
“Dad, don’t shout, you’re spitting.”
Grandpa, who reigns as an absolute ruler and shows immense charisma on the outside, often showed a side of himself that he couldn’t control in front of his daughters.
Maybe he was a daughter-obsessed fool when he was younger? It’s one of his unexpected sides.
‘It’s absurd how that same person draws such a firm line with the collateral lines…’
If Grandpa had been a little more lenient with blood relations, Min-ji-ah would be here too.
The only difference is who she was born to, but she’s still Grandpa’s daughter.
But the reality is that she’s not only not here, but she’s also my fucktoy, who is much lower in rank.
I’m sure Grandpa knows that, but the fact that he doesn’t say a word about it…
‘Is he full of affection, or is he a cold-blooded person…’
Even though a person’s personality can be multifaceted, I think this is a bit much.
If I have a child with a collateral line like Min-ji-ah, will Grandpa acknowledge that child as his great-grandchild?
It’s something to think about.
“Okay, don’t mind them and eat quickly.”
Go Hayoung argued with Grandpa head-on, and Gomin-yeong fed us in the meantime.
Go Min-ji, Go Hahyan, and Go Seonyul seemed used to this situation and started eating without any problems, and I looked around appropriately and picked up my spoon.
The harmonious dining table of the chaebol family, who seemed like they would be fighting over shares and interests every day, still felt unfamiliar, but I’m getting used to it now.
I guess there can be families like this.
It would be even better if it were my family.
