Became a Rapist 101

## Chapter 101 – A Daughter Who Loves Her Mother

As quietly as possible so as not to wake my mother, Yoo-jin entered my room, and the moment she saw the state of it, she immediately started to grumble.

“It’s filthy. Not cleaned up at all. And all you have is a ripped blanket?”
“I wonder who’s to blame for that?”

At my sharp retort, Yoo-jin fell silent, as if she had nothing to say. But her arrogant attitude was still present, as she took off her socks, revealing her bare feet, which reeked of a pungent, very stimulating odor from running and walking all the way to my house. She sat on the chair and boldly placed those feet on my desk.

“I’m thirsty.”

Tossing her discarded socks carelessly onto the floor, Yoo-jin turned her head to look at me and said.

“What?”
“Water.”

Yoo-jin turned her head back to look out the window, speaking curtly as if my objections weren’t even worth considering.

I couldn’t help but sigh, but I couldn’t start another fight with Yoo-jin here. I bent down to pick up Yoo-jin’s white socks to bring her water as she wanted.

Immediately, I had the thought that if I put these up for auction online with Yoo-jin’s face picture, I could easily get 300,000 won. And that would probably be 300,000 won for just one sock.

But it was only this afternoon that I had buried my nose and mouth deep into something that smelled even more stimulating and alluring than Yoo-jin’s bare feet, so unlike those guys who would buy Yoo-jin’s socks and jack off while looking at her picture, there was no reason for me to be happy about something like this.

But there was no denying that they were a very stimulating-smelling item, and if I just stood there holding them, my dick would probably get hard over Yoo-jin’s socks, so I immediately tried to leave the room.

“Ah—this too.”

As soon as I picked up the socks and straightened up, Yoo-jin took off her T-shirt, soaked with her sweat and tears, and placed it on my hand.

It was obvious that she was doing this on purpose to provoke me, so I frowned, but Yoo-jin, who received my gaze, didn’t seem to have any idea what I was thinking.

“Why?”
“Do you, do you do that at your house too?”
“Do what?”
“Clothes. I’m talking about clothes.”
“What about clothes?”
“You should put them down neatly.”
“Why should I? Mom takes care of everything anyway.”

I thought it seemed familiar, the way she threw her clothes off and tossed them on the floor as she pleased—so it was a habit. Still, why did Yoo-jung raise her daughter to be such a spoiled brat? To the point where she thinks it’s only natural for someone else to wash her clothes for her.

“Why are you picking a fight again? Hurry up and get me water. I’m thirsty.”
“……”

Auntie, how did you even raise your daughter! The thought surged up, but it was impossible to criticize Yoo-jung any more than this. Not only had I beaten her so brutally this afternoon, but she had also been subjected to extreme violence—incomparable to what I had done—by none other than the daughter she had raised so preciously.

Of course, I had some idea why Yoo-jin had been so cruel to her mother, but that didn’t change the fact that I couldn’t understand Yoo-jin, who could only express affection in such a way.

“Water.”

Yoo-jin, conscious of my gaze on her chest, made another request that sounded like an order.

I grabbed Yoo-jin’s socks and T-shirt and left the room. As soon as the door closed, I couldn’t help but lift the T-shirt and sniff it. It was the same as when you’re walking down the street and you smell something delicious, you naturally turn your head in that direction.

In the stimulating and alluring scent of Yoo-jin’s T-shirt, there was a salty fragrance mixed in. I didn’t know if it was from sweat or tears.

Anyway, I stuffed Yoo-jin’s clothes between the laundry and filled a mug with water before returning to my room.

Because Yoo-jin was the type to do something unpredictable, I thought she might even take out a knife while I was out of the room and attack me as soon as I opened the door and came in, but surprisingly, that didn’t happen.
Nothing happened.
I just saw Yoo-jin’s back as she sat quietly, drying her bare feet in the light of the streetlamp.
If anything, this was unexpected, so paradoxically, my expectation that Yoo-jin would do something unexpected had come true.

“Water? Don’t you have any cola?”

Yoo-jin grumbled as I held the mug over her chest.

She asked for water, so why is she changing her tune now?
But I also had to search the house for a blanket to put on the floor and a pillow for Yoo-jin’s head, so I obediently took the mug that Yoo-jin handed back to me and left the room.

……Somehow, I feel like I’m acting like a boyfriend taking care of his girlfriend who secretly came to his house, but let’s just focus on getting through tonight safely for now.

Anyway, this time I came back to my room with a can of soda instead of water and a blanket to put on the floor. I couldn’t find a pillow. I had no choice but to sleep on the floor without a pillow tonight, I thought, and opened the door, only to gasp in surprise.

“Ugh!”

Yoo-jin’s fair skin, standing naked in her underwear, having taken off even her hot pants, hit my eyes like a direct blow as soon as I opened the door.

I’ve seen her without her bra and panties countless times, so why am I so surprised and excited that I can’t take my eyes off her now?
I scolded myself.
And Yoo-jin seemed to be thinking the same thing as me, as she asked with a puzzled look.

“What? Why are you so surprised? It’s not like you’ve never seen it before. Are you suddenly crazy?”

The one who suddenly went crazy was you, who poured the semen of a strange man who had been inside your own pussy into the mouth of the woman who gave birth to you, I cursed Yoo-jin in my heart.
Even if the reason for doing so was to separate Yoo-jung and me, out of a twisted desire to help her mother, that doesn’t change the fact that it was a crazy thing to do.
But no matter how much I cursed Yoo-jin in my heart, my mind wouldn’t calm down.

Because Yoo-jin, tilting her head back and stretching her long, beautiful neck as she gulped down the cola, was so captivating that even such an ordinary, everyday act was transformed into a famous scene from a movie.

I was reminded once again how beautiful this girl standing half-naked in front of me was.

The school’s idol.
In just one year, the idol of this city.
In another year, the idol of the entire country.
And then, after a few more years, the woman who will become the world’s top idol is showing me alone the beautiful appearance that she has never shown to any man in this world, proudly revealing her face, which still has a girlish freshness, and her breasts, hips, and pelvis, which are already those of a woman, and her pussy, which has both girlishness and femininity at the same time.

“Tsk! You pervert….”

Yoo-jin, who had finished drinking the canned cola and lowered her head again, smirked as she looked at my slightly bulging crotch.

Yoo-jin, who handed me the empty can of soda as if it were only natural, walked towards the door.

“Where are you going?”

I asked. Barely swallowing the unspoken words, in such a captivating outfit.

“I feel sticky. I’m going to wash up.”

Yoo-jin said confidently, as if declaring it, and reached for the door.

“Huh?”
“I said I’m going to wash up.”

After speaking, Yoo-jin confidently opened the door and tried to leave the room in that state of only wearing underwear, so I was horrified and stood in front of Yoo-jin. But thanks to the countless lessons of the past, I knew how difficult it would be to dissuade Yoo-jin, so I soon gave in and let Yoo-jin out of the room.

Instead, I went out of the room before Yoo-jin and scouted around like a reconnaissance team, and then returned to the room and escorted Yoo-jin as she walked the short distance to the bathroom.

“Come in, quickly.”

I went into the bathroom a few steps ahead of Yoo-jin and gestured to her. But Yoo-jin didn’t seem to feel any embarrassment, and just yawned and walked slowly.

“I’ll be watching, so wash up quickly and come out.”
“You’ll be watching? Tsk, you pervert….”
“You want to taste my pervert’s dick again? Shut up.”
“Try it, you pervert.”

I ignored Yoo-jin’s taunts, handed her a towel over her chest, and pointed to the cabinet with a nod.

“The shampoo and body wash are in there. Use our mother’s skin lotion for now. There are towels in there too.”
“What about you?”

Yoo-jin asked as she fiddled with the showerhead.

“What? What about me?”

“You stink, so wash up too.”
“I already washed up, so I’m good—”
“Eek!”

Yoo-jin smiled and pointed the showerhead at me. It was a showerhead that had the hot water button pressed, but still had cold water pouring out, so I ended up looking like a drowned rat. My top, pants, and even my underwear were soaked with cold water.

“…You bitch.”
“Ahahahaha.”

When Yoo-jin, who had played a malicious prank, laughed innocently, even the thought of swinging my raised fist at Yoo-jin disappeared.

I opened the bathroom door slightly, checked that there was nothing wrong by looking towards the door where my mother was sleeping, and then closed and locked the door tightly.
No, I tried to lock it. But even that was impossible. Because Yoo-jin had smashed the bathroom door this afternoon, the lock was broken.

I had no choice but to take off my wet clothes. Yoo-jin took off her underwear before me and was already pouring the water from the showerhead, which was now warm, over her naked body, which had been dried by her sweat.

As we were silently concentrating on washing each other’s bodies, Yoo-jin asked me.

“Huh? Your dick.”
“What?”
“Your dick, why is it so small?”

Yoo-jin, who was using a shower towel, poured body wash all over her large breasts and rubbed them to create a rich lather, glanced at my dick and asked with a curious voice.

My dick, which had already shrunk from the sudden cold water attack following the exposure play in the middle of the night, which was not at all my taste, was shrinking even more because of the words that would scratch the pride of any man in this world, spoken by a beautiful woman who could make any man’s dick hard…….

Yoo-jin, who had smeared the rich soap bubbles that had formed on her cleavage onto her smooth belly and thick thighs, came closer to me and grabbed my dick without any hesitation, fiddling with it in her hand.

“It was much bigger than this when I saw it today…….”

Yoo-jin muttered in a puzzled voice.

“Huh? Ah—it’s getting a little bigger.”

Yoo-jin, who was slightly surprised and widened her already large eyes, bent down and brought her sophisticated and glamorous face close to my hideous dick, and then slowly examined my entire dick, not leaving out any small parts, with curious, boyish eyes, as if she were watching a porn movie, and began to observe it.

“Wow… Heh….”

Yoo-jin made an amused sound and rubbed the hand she was holding my hand in. The head of my dick, the glans, which was at the same height as Yoo-jin’s face, quickly rose above Yoo-jin’s head.

“Something that was so cute… is getting so big. Amazing….”

Yoo-jin pressed her face against my dick, as if to accurately gauge its size. Thanks to that, Yoo-jin’s very subtle breath permeated into my pee hole.

My dick twitched! and shook violently, pressing against Yoo-jin’s cheek. Yoo-jin’s pupils widened as if surprised by the sensation.

After being surprised, she straightened up and stood up straight, rubbed my dick a little more with one hand, and then let go of my hand without any regret, completely arousing me. I, who had been hoping in my heart that she would give me a blowjob, was flustered and looked at Yoo-jin.

But she turned her back on me as if she had no interest in me now that her curiosity had been satisfied, and walked back to the showerhead, wiggling her sexy back and ass.

……Is this the end? Are you seriously not going to do it?

Yoo-jin, who made a man cry by saying his dick was small, had once again done something terrible to a man. She just makes people feel tantalized and ends it without doing anything properly.

Because of that, I was beyond disappointed, my heart was pounding, and my breathing was rough to the point of madness, but I couldn’t ask Yoo-jin, of all people, to do it first. I had no choice but to soothe my desires by pouring very cold water on my body.

“Hair.”

Yoo-jin, who had gotten into the bathtub and was lying with her back to me, said something incomprehensible.

“What?”
“Hair… please… wash it for me.”

Yoo-jin leaned forward, resting her elbows on the edge of the tub, and said.

Yoo-jin’s large breasts were visible, floating without being completely submerged in the water.