## Chapter 19 – A Daughter’s Sin Is a Mother’s Sin (2)
“What is this?”
Yujeong feigned ignorance. Her act was so natural and confident that even I almost believed she was genuinely uninvolved.
As if she had never been intimidated by my presence, Yujeong crossed her arms and even crossed her legs. I was wearing a short skirt instead of my usual long one, and I stared blatantly at Yujeong’s pale thighs, which were clearly visible beneath the hem of the skirt that had ridden up her thighs.
“Ugh!”
As if conscious of my gaze, Yujeong straightened her legs and pulled her skirt down.
I smirked, recalling the sight of the inside of Yujeong’s thighs that I had glimpsed when she had spread her legs.
‘A teddy bear print? At her age? What a taste…’
As if aware of my smirk, Yujeong glared at me. She looked exactly like her daughter, Yujin, in that moment. However, this one was more mature, and instead of lashing out her emotions at me, she was glancing at the door, looking for a chance to escape.
I thrust the pile of documents at Yujeong’s face again, as if to make sure she saw them.
Yujeong didn’t even glance at them, waving her hand to push the documents away, and instead, she said what she wanted to say to me.
“Transfer student! Didn’t you hear what I said earlier? I asked you what you’re doing here instead of going home at this hour. And what’s with that outfit, like a delinquent? You may be a transfer student, but it’s been long enough that you should know the school rules by now, hasn’t it?”
“What are you talking about? Do you even know what situation this─”
“─Be quiet! Who gave you permission to speak?”
“What?”
“And how did you get into the director’s office? Don’t tell me you stole the security guard’s key? Theft is grounds for expulsion at our school! Our school doesn’t forgive, even if you regret it later.”
Yujeong cut me off and rattled off a barrage of lectures.
It was a dark night. A room with only two people. A woman, drunk and with her chest exposed by an unbuttoned shirt, and a man in front of her, sitting casually in a chair with his clothes disheveled, with items to threaten her placed on the table.
There was no way she didn’t know what kind of situation this was, right?
Something caught my eye. Her hand. Her small hand, placed on top of Yujeong’s short skirt, which kept riding up. The hand, as red as Yujeong’s face flushed with alcohol, was trembling.
I understood the situation.
Yujeong was desperately trying to hide her fearful inner self from me by acting like a teacher, just like she always did.
“Wahahahaha!”
As soon as I realized that, a burst of laughter erupted. Even Yujeong, who had been trying to lecture me, stopped talking at some point, unfazed by my laughter.
And then, no longer able to hide her anxiety, she sat still and trembled. She still seemed to want to escape, as she occasionally glanced at the door, but she didn’t act on it.
It was a wise choice. If she had, I would have changed my methods to a more forceful approach.
I stopped laughing and looked at Yujeong. The mask of a strict teacher that Yujeong had been wearing was already cracked. So, I could see Yujeong’s true self beyond the cracked surface, the face of a female who knew that her fate would be determined by the actions of a male, and was terrified.
“T-transfer student? It’s late tonight, so you should go home. I’ll overlook what happened today, thinking it was a mistake because you didn’t know the rules.”
“Shut up.”
I shuffled through the documents I had presented to Yujeong, memorizing only the important parts. Most of the information couldn’t be found in these documents alone. It was what I had learned through my investigation before my regression.
Whether it was because what I knew was far more than she had expected, Yujeong’s face, which had been flushed red with alcohol, slowly turned white.
“How did you know… no, what do you want?”
Yujeong asked me in a voice that had lost all its vigor.
Indeed, she was quick to assess the situation.
I put down the pile of documents and smiled. And I snapped my fingers as if to say, ‘Guess what I want.’
“You didn’t report me right away, so… that means you want something from me.”
I snapped my fingers again, as if she had given the correct answer.
“Okay, tell me. Is it money? Or do you want me to rig your grades?”
She seemed to have done this more than once or twice, as she naturally offered a deal. Her body, which had been trembling with anxiety, had calmed down and her posture was straight.
It seemed that she felt more comfortable now that my intentions were predictable, rather than when she couldn’t predict what I was going to do.
But what I wanted from Yujeong was not the kind of thing she was expecting. I didn’t want trivial things like money or grade manipulation, I wanted everything.
Everything of Yujeong.
“It’s simple. If you do something very simple for me, I’ll completely forget about the corruption you’ve committed.”
As I spoke, I reached out to Yujeong and grabbed her wrist. Yujeong, who had been glancing at the door again, looking for a chance to escape, glared at me.
She seemed very displeased that a student, much younger than herself, was brazenly talking down to her, a teacher, and even grabbing her wrist.
But I was about to do something to Yujeong that would make such rudeness seem like nothing, so there was no reason for me to flinch at Yujeong’s gaze.
I reached out with my hand, which was holding Yujeong’s wrist, towards Yujeong. Yujeong, who had been watching what I was doing, panicked and stood up from her chair as my hand gradually approached her.
Yujeong’s chest, which was my original target, had moved up, but it didn’t matter. There were plenty of other places on Yujeong’s body that I had touched.
I reached under Yujin’s short skirt and stroked the inside of her thigh.
“It’s a simple thing. You wouldn’t pretend not to know, would you?”
The middle finger of my hand, which was stroking the inside of Yujeong’s thigh, moved upwards. Just as the tip of my finger, which was slowly crawling up Yujeong’s leg like a snake, was about to poke the teddy bear’s face between Yujeong’s legs,
“You gangster pervert bastard-! Shut up!”
Yujeong shouted, shaking off my hand. And she raised her handbag and swung it hard at my head. I could have easily dodged it, and it would have been even easier to block, but I took the hit.
Because I had hidden a camera in one of the bookshelves in the director’s office.
It wasn’t much, but a video of the director assaulting a student would be useful in its own way.
Thwack-!
Because the handbag’s zipper was half-open, the contents inside spilled onto the floor. Lipstick, wallet, deodorant, and other such things. I had hoped there might be condoms, but there weren’t any.
It had been quite some time since her husband had passed away, but was she still living a lonely widow’s life?
After hitting me with her handbag, Yujeong didn’t even think about picking up the scattered items and looked at the door in a fluster.
She seemed to be in a hurry, but she was wearing high heels and was drunk, so her running form was clumsy, unlike her urgent mind.
She repeatedly tripped over the edge of the table or fell forward, completely lifting her skirt above her waist and revealing the teddy bear’s face.
Even if she was drunk, her movements were strangely slow and clumsy.
Something was wrong.
Unless she had drunk an excessive amount, it shouldn’t be to this extent. And if she had drunk that much, she would have been on the verge of passing out, so she wouldn’t have been able to talk to me with relatively clear pronunciation?
Yujeong grabbed the doorknob and turned to look at me. She seemed to think it was strange that I was standing still, as she had expected me to chase after her and grab her.
Of course, I had no intention of letting Yujeong go. I had just been letting her be, as there was no need to chase after her on purpose.
I maximized the volume of the phone I had taken out of my pocket as Yujeong struggled to escape from me. And I played the video that I had edited in advance, cutting off the beginning and end to make it sound the way I wanted it to.
“Sahyuk-ah… do you like it?”
“More.”
“……Sahyuk-ah, do you like it when I suck your dick? Are you going to cum?”
“Yeah, do it like that.”
Yujeong’s daughter – Yujin’s voice flowed out of the phone speaker at maximum volume.
An excited, coquettish voice. A voice of Yujin acting cute for me because I had forced her to do a boyfriend roleplay. Yujin’s voice, seemingly filled with love and sincerity.
Yujeong, who could have twisted her wrist to open the door and run out, approached me. I glanced at Yujeong’s face. I had expected her to be angry, but she looked more like she was in despair.
Was it so despairing to realize that her precious daughter had been eaten up and was running around with someone like me?
Yujeong, who had been walking slowly towards me, bent down and picked up her handbag. And she swung the handbag at me, who had been staring at the space between Yujeong’s breasts.
Thwack!
One hit.
The handbag hit my head, and even the few remaining items inside burst out.
Thwack!
Two hits.
Now that all the items were gone, it was like hitting me with cloth. Still, the lock part was metal, so it was quite painful.
And just as Yujeong was about to raise her handbag high again to hit me for the third time, I didn’t think there was any need to take that hit, so I stood up from my chair and simply grabbed Yujeong’s wrist and gave her a punch in the stomach, just like I had done to Yujin.
“Ugh!”
I hit her liver properly. Yujeong’s back immediately bent at a right angle. Her legs were trembling, as if it was hard for her to stand straight.
Yujeong tried to endure it, glaring at me with her head raised while bent over, but there was no way Yujeong could endure it, as she had been hit with a blow that would make even a large man vomit in pain and immediately collapse to the floor if hit properly.
I turned around to check if the camera had captured the scene of Yujeong hitting me just now.
No problem.
I turned back around and placed my foot on Yujeong’s forehead, who was lying on the floor. And I applied a very slight amount of force. Yujeong’s head, which had been struggling to get up, was pressed against the floor.
“Ughhh!”
In Yujeong’s voice, which was bursting into tears, I could hear Yujeong’s voice from before my regression, when she had lectured me as a sex offender. I put a little more force on my foot.
“What did you do to my daughter… you trashy gangster….”
Yujeong cursed at me while clutching her stomach and sobbing.
“What did I do? Didn’t you hear it just now? She wanted to do it. I was the one who got eaten up. By that slut.”
I brazenly lied and started gaslighting Yujeong.
