## Chapter 38 – Leisure Time (6)
It’s Sunday morning, and I’m on my way home from the small neighborhood swimming pool.
The sun has just started to rise, and the cold morning air, not yet warmed, brushes against my face, bringing yesterday’s events to mind and making my head ache.
“….”
“Suho, you worked hard.”
“Ah, thank you, Auntie.”
An auntie who I became close with at the swimming pool greets me, but today, I can’t hide my emotions.
Perhaps because of this, I make up an excuse about being in a hurry to the auntie who kindly asks, “Is something wrong?” and quickly leave.
“Why am I like this.”
I know better than anyone the reason for this restless and gloomy mood, but even knowing the cause, I can’t fix it.
It would be a lie to say that I wasn’t shocked when I first saw Im Chanwoo, who should never have been in front of me, standing in our gym.
But I didn’t want to show my wavering self to others.
Not to Dad, and not to Im Chanwoo.
So, I silently greeted him, and thankfully, he picked up on it and accepted the greeting.
Then, I made an excuse about looking for my sister and left the gym, but my hands were trembling.
Every time I see that guy, she comes to mind.
“Haa…”
What’s the point of just standing here?
Chaeyun and I broke up, or rather, ended up breaking up, so that’s the end of it.
Why am I so sad?
The pleasant fatigue I felt after swimming in the water for so long disappeared before I knew it.
I arrive at the gym before I know it.
What should I do to pass the time today?
Ever since the day I broke up with her, time seems to have stopped.
As I’m walking up the stairs, I hear a dull sound from the upper floor.
What is it? No one should be here at this time.
I quickly walk up the stairs, open the door to the gym, and enter.
Sunlight streams in through the gaps in the open windows, illuminating two people standing in the wide space.
It’s Dad and my sister.
Dad’s face isn’t his usual kind and smiling expression, but is stained with bewilderment, sadness, and anger.
My sister, standing opposite Dad, is looking at him with her usual indifferent expression.
“…Hong Sua, is this why I taught you martial arts?”
“Isn’t the purpose of martial arts using fists to beat people? What else would you use it for?”
Dad’s hand, trembling, slaps my sister’s cheek without a word, as she speaks coldly even to her own father.
“…You, you…”
“Wait a minute, Dad.”
I throw my bag on the floor and rush to the two of them, separating them as they’ve gotten too close.
Dad’s eyes are slightly teary, but my sister doesn’t seem to care, scoffing and grabbing the back of my neck.
“Are you going to ban me from competitions again for a while as punishment?
Go ahead and do that, you come with me.”
“Sis, wait…!”
My sister doesn’t even look at Dad’s expression as he’s left alone, and drags me out as I am.
Only after being dragged outside the gym do I finally shake off my sister’s grip, and yell at her.
“What’s wrong with you since yesterday?!”
“…”
My sister quietly looks at me.
I can’t read anything in her cold eyes.
“…Think about Dad for once.
How many times is this now, doing this whenever someone you don’t like comes to the gym?! Why him?
What did that kid yesterday do that you didn’t like so much that you had to act like that?”
After hearing all those words, my sister starts laughing out loud for the first time.
But I know that the meaning of this laughter doesn’t come from feelings of joy or happiness.
This laughter is mockery.
“Haa, Hong Suho. You got dumped by a girl once and you’ve become a complete idiot.”
“…What?”
“You hate that bastard too, don’t you? When he was getting hit, why didn’t you stop him from going up to the ring?
If you were thinking about Dad, you would have stopped him.”
“…Even if I tried to stop you, Sis…”
“Sis, Dad, does it make you feel better to have such a diligent and kind son selling out his family and making excuses?”
My sister cuts off every word I say, stabbing me with words that dig into my heart.
All I feel in this situation is disillusionment.
“Then what about you, Sis?”
“What.”
“I hid the fact that I got dumped, that Chaeyun cheated on me, and I wasn’t even planning on telling you.
But since you were close to Chaeyun, I thought you should know, so I told you, but I didn’t tell you so you could do this.”
“…So what.”
“Why do you hate that bastard so much?
Because he stole your brother’s girlfriend?
Because he’s the new boyfriend of the girl who cheated? No.
You don’t care what happens to someone like me anyway.
Why did you have to go so far?”
The morning air, which has warmed up to some extent, makes this atmosphere even heavier.
My sister still stands silently with a cold expression, despite my questions.
“…You hypocritical bastard.”
I didn’t particularly stop my sister as she looked at me pitifully, clicked her tongue, and turned to walk away.
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“Um, Oppa. Are you really going to hit me?”
“Yeah, try hitting me.”
“If you’re going to practice this kind of thing, Seohee Unni would be better…”
“She’s too strong, so it won’t work.
What if you accidentally hit me?”
With both hands behind his back, he stands still and tells Chaeyun to try hitting his face.
Chaeyun sighs loudly as if she’s embarrassed to be going along with this foolishness, and swings her fist accurately towards the position of my nose.
‘Front’
Unlike yesterday, I lightly tilt my head back to avoid the punch.
“It works again today.”
“Seriously, what are you doing?”
“No, I was just trying to check something.”
I was curious as to why the danger sense that always protected me didn’t detect that woman’s punch, so I started this experiment, but at this rate, I won’t be able to figure it out properly.
“This time, try it from behind.”
“…Again?”
Chaeyun clearly doesn’t want to do it.
“Whose fault was it that I went to the hospital yesterday, if you think about it?”
“Okay, I got it!”
After scolding her as she grumbles and walks behind me, I put on an eye mask to completely block my vision.
“When do you start?”
“Don’t tell me things like that, just when you’re ready…”
‘Behind.’
‘Danger.’
“Ugh, damn!”
As I lower my head, a punch of tremendous power passes by, grazing the back of my head.
If I had gotten hit by that, it would have felt like being hit by a hammer.
“….”
“Why, isn’t this helping you instead?”
I take off the eye mask and just turn around to look at her, leaving Chaeyun, who’s rambling to herself, and fall into thought.
There’s nothing wrong with the danger sense, and if anything, it seems even better than before.
What was the problem yesterday?
…
Even if it’s a professional’s punch, it doesn’t make sense that I couldn’t avoid it, when the danger sense even allows me to dodge bullets.
“Ugh, but why did Oppa suddenly get hit by Unni?
She’s a really nice Unni.”
“She’s the guy who messed with her brother’s girlfriend.
Isn’t that something you shouldn’t be asking?”
…Wait a minute.
“What did you just say?”
“Huh? That she’s a really nice Unni.”
“Not that.”
“Eh? Why did you get hit by Unni?”
“Yeah, that.”
I don’t know why I got hit by that woman.
But I do know the process of how I got hit.
“Okay, let’s do it one last time. Hit me.”
“Eh, again?”
I look at Chaeyun, who’s approaching me while grumbling, and put on the eye mask again.
“This time, tell me before you hit me, and make it as gentle as possible.”
“Okay.”
I’ll get hit. I’ll get hit. I’ll get hit.
I repeat only one word in my mind, as if casting a self-hypnosis spell.
“Are you going to hit me now?”
….
“Ugh!”
The punch that I thought would come from the front hit my temple, and I fell to the floor because of the unexpected direction of the punch.
“…What was that? Why couldn’t you avoid it all of a sudden?”
“I see…”
The danger sense has a function like ON/OFF.
It’s always activated by default, like when it’s always preventing my threats, but the nuance is a little strange, but it doesn’t activate when I want to get hit.
Is this the feeling?
“…I don’t know what it is, but are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
I grab Chaeyun, who’s helping me up, and stand up.
Now that I’ve figured out everything I need to know about the danger sense, now it’s…
“What are you going to do now?”
“Um, the gym told me to come back when the director’s health gets better, so if I go today, I’ll just be a nuisance. I also have somewhere to go.”
“Where are you going? Can I come with you…?”
Chaeyun naturally links arms with me in the same position as when she was helping me up.
I can feel the sensation of her chest on my arm.
“…I was going to take you with me anyway.”
“Really?”
I feel guilty towards her as she shows me a vibrant smile.
If I had taken Seohee, I would have been told off for taking her to a place like this on a date again.
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“Who would have known it would fly away so easily, right?”
“Slurp…♡ Yes, that’s right… Master…♡”
“…I thought it was a date.”
I’ve ended up in an unwanted three-way meeting in Heeju’s quiet house.
Me, Chaeyun, and Heeju, who used to be a professor.
Chaeyun is sitting on a chair, resting her chin on her hand, looking at me, sighing, and looking displeased, and I’m not in a good mood either.
I’m sitting on the bed, and Heeju is greedily sucking my dick under the bed.
“…You failed spectacularly.”
“I’m sorry.”
Chaeyun, who’s sighing with her eyes closed as if her head hurts from the lewd slurping sound that breaks the silence, which is out of place in the unusually heavy atmosphere.
The reason why Chaeyun is like this is none other than Heeju.
“…Ugh.”
I end up ejaculating into Heeju’s mouth from the continuous stimulation, and Heeju starts drinking it as if she’s happy.
After licking up everything lewdly, from the semen in her mouth to what she spilled on the floor, she raises her head, clings to me, and begs.
“Master, give me a reward♡ Huh?♡”
I take out a small bottle with a blue liquid in it from my pocket and show it to Heeju, who has a flushed face and is shaking her butt like a puppy wagging its tail.
“Yes♡ That♡ Give me that♡”
This is why Chaeyun’s head hurts.
The result of leaving Heeju alone as a test of my abilities is this: drug addiction.
She’s now in a state where she can’t feel any sensation without this drug.
Heeju, who regained consciousness yesterday, was somehow strange, unlike the women I had seen before.
She only craved pleasure without any conversation, and I sensed that something had gone wrong somewhere, so I brought Chaeyun with me, but.
“She’s definitely one of us, but I don’t feel anything.
I don’t see any abilities, and she doesn’t seem outstanding in any way. She’s an inferior species.
She won’t even be able to breed properly.
She’s useless.”
As expected, Chaeyun coldly determines the value of her own kind, crosses her arms, sighs once more, and looks at Heeju, but Heeju herself doesn’t care about Chaeyun’s gaze.
Or maybe she hasn’t even noticed.
“That’s why I brought you here.”
“Are you saying I can fix this?”
As expected, Chaeyun, who’s quick on the uptake, immediately starts talking about the main point with me.
“No, you can’t fix it.”
Ah, damn it.
So she’s not omnipotent either.
“If it were a human brain, I could fix it easily.
But I can’t fix it if it’s one of our kind.
It’s much more complex than the human structure…”
“Then what do you usually do in these cases?”
“…An inferior species of our kind has no value.
How can she seduce a male and breed in this state?”
“…”
I look at Heeju, who’s drooling as she looks at the blue bottle I’m shaking, as if she can’t hear our conversation.
“Usually, we would remodel inferior species and give them as sex slaves to human males as gifts.
But we can’t do that now, can we?
She’s a professor, and it would be a big deal if she disappeared.”
“No, I have a good idea.”
“Yes?”
“How do you do that sex slave remodeling?”
