## Chapter 23 – A Daughter’s Sin Is Her Mother’s Sin (6)
Lost in thought, I abruptly kicked Yoo-jung in the ass. The nerve of that Yoo-jung walking ahead of me.
I aimed for a painful blow, but her thick butt fat absorbed the impact. Instead of pain, Yoo-jung seemed more surprised, jumping up and down in place.
“Eek!”
Yoo-jung shrieked, her voice more embarrassed than hurt.
Eek, really? A woman her age acting like a naive virgin.
Didn’t she give birth to Yoo-jin with that fertile, childbearing ass?
Suppressing my irritation, I offered Yoo-jung my arm. Not understanding my intention, Yoo-jung froze for a moment before gingerly touching my arm, as if ogling my muscles.
Unbelievable.
What is this woman doing?
I raised my hand to hit Yoo-jung’s stomach again. But instead of flinching, she slyly stuck her butt out towards me, as if asking me to hit her there instead.
Too ridiculous to even bother, I lowered my hand and linked arms with Yoo-jung instead.
She hesitated for a moment, but then readily snuggled against my arm.
Yoo-jung’s side boob pressed firmly against my arm.
We were almost at the motel. There would be CCTV, recording our every move. We had to look like lovers.
“Hey, Auntie, lean in a little closer.”
“Auntie? Did you call me Auntie?……”
It was a small thing, but Yoo-jung seemed more shocked than I expected, even stopping in her tracks. I almost pulled her arm to hurry her along, but then I stopped myself.
I noticed Yoo-jung’s feet, which were a mess from wearing heels, walking quickly, and even running down the park’s slope to keep up with me.
They looked painful. Without thinking, I stopped and took off my shoes, offering them to Yoo-jung.
“T, thanks.”
Yoo-jung seemed surprised that I would show her such consideration, and awkwardly reached out to take my shoes.
And then, like a scene from an alien movie, our fingertips touched, and I suddenly realized what I was doing.
Oh, no. Not again. I’d done it again.
Come to think of it, it was the same last time. When Yoo-jin almost fell off the bed, I could have just ignored it or caught her just enough to prevent a facial injury, but instead, I threw myself to catch her.
This isn’t right. I’ve already decided to be a devil, and I’ve already done things that justify it, so what is this hypocrisy?
I took back the shoes I had offered Yoo-jung.
“Why?”
Yoo-jung asked.
It was hard to answer her question. But it would be ridiculous to offer her the shoes and then suddenly take them back as if nothing had happened.
Showing Yoo-jung such indecisiveness was the last thing I should do, so I knelt down on one knee in front of her, still holding the shoes.
I needed to maintain control and dominate Yoo-jung, so doing this for her was a clear mistake.
But since the motel CCTV was nearby, putting on this affectionate display beforehand wasn’t a bad idea.
“Lift your foot, Auntie.”
“I’m not an auntie!”
I frowned and looked up at Yoo-jung. An auntie acting all cute and feisty like a young maiden.
I was about to get up and slap Yoo-jung for talking back to me so rudely… but then I saw her expression and stopped.
She was being forced to go to a motel with me, so she shouldn’t be happy at all, but Yoo-jung was wearing a strange smile.
Why is she doing that?
Is she acting to deceive me?
I didn’t let my guard down, but I changed my expression and put on a roguish smile.
The kind of smile that would make me look like a thug to men, but make women feel a strange attraction, thinking I was a bad boy.
After changing my expression, I grabbed Yoo-jung’s ankle, took off her shoes, and put my sneakers on her feet.
A man taking off his shoes and giving them to his girlfriend whose feet hurt.
A scene often seen in morning dramas that middle-aged women love.
After putting my shoes on Yoo-jung’s feet, I lightly massaged her calves, picked up her heels in one hand, and stood up. Then, with the arm that wasn’t holding her heels, I wrapped my arm around Yoo-jung’s waist.
“Eek!”
Again, Yoo-jung let out a cute shriek, acting like she was a virgin, but she didn’t push me away.
“Smile for the CCTV. Anyone would think you’re being dragged here against your will.”
“I am being dragged here against my will. You didn’t do this to my daughter, did you?”
Yoo-jung, who had been inexplicably happy just a moment ago, suddenly revealed her maternal instincts and asked sharply.
Her voice suggested that if I had forced myself on Yoo-jin, she would kill me right then and there. In this respect, she was just like Yoo-jin.
Anyway, this seemed to be Yoo-jung’s weak spot, so I needed to gloss over it. If I touched on this, she would become my mortal enemy. It wasn’t time to push her that far yet.
“That’s why we’re here, Auntie. I told you, I don’t like forcing things. That’s why you made a deal with me, right? If you satisfy my desires in place of your daughter, I won’t touch Yoo-jin anymore. I’ll break up with her.”
“Stop calling me Auntie!”
I expected her to harp on the promise we made, but instead, she was picking a fight over something trivial.
It didn’t matter what I called her, and it wasn’t good for Yoo-jung to be frowning in front of the CCTV, so I called her what she wanted.
“Okay, okay. Sis. I got it. So smile a little.”
“Sis?”
“Should I call you Yoo-jung, then?”
“……You know my name?”
Yoo-jung asked me in a strangely delighted voice.
This is weird. What’s wrong with her?
Could she be… horny?
That’s plausible. It wouldn’t be strange if the principal and the security guard had put an aphrodisiac in the drug.
But there seemed to be more to it than that. From the start, Yoo-jung seemed unaccustomed to having this kind of conversation with a man. Then I need to give her a little more service.
“Aunt… I mean, Sis. How long has it been?”
I asked her while making her pay for the motel room.
That would also remain as evidence. I needed to leave it behind.
“…I do it a lot. More than some green kid like you.”
[Beep! Payment failed!]
“Doesn’t seem like it?”
I looked at Yoo-jung with a sneer.
If a woman is too overwhelmingly beautiful, she won’t be popular. Most men will be intimidated and won’t approach her.
Especially if she usually exudes a stoic and overbearing aura like Yoo-jung, making it clear that she doesn’t want to be approached or sexually propositioned.
I heard that it’s already been five years since her husband passed away?
[Beep! Payment failed!]
“Sis, you don’t want to do it with me?”
“Of course I do!”
“…What? So you want to?”
“No, that’s not it. I won’t let you touch my daughter!”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Then hurry up.”
Yoo-jung elbowed me out of the way and leaned over the kiosk. Holding a plastic bag full of condoms in one hand, she bent over, stuck her butt out, and tried to open the door as quickly as possible. She was exactly like a horny woman.
Somehow, the door opened.
I deliberately went in first, giving Yoo-jung a choice. To turn around and run away, or to enter the room of her own free will.
“What are you doing? Is it that hard to come inside?”
I deliberately provoked Yoo-jung. Then she deliberately walked into the room with a confident air. That would also be captured on CCTV.
The door closed. Yoo-jung threw the plastic bag on the floor, as if she didn’t want to hold it any longer, took off my shoes, and came inside. Judging by the way she looked around the room with curious eyes, it must have been her first time in a place like this.
Instead of the dim orange light used during the act, I turned on the very bright light that would be used when cleaning the room.
After walking with me through the dark night streets, Yoo-jung was suddenly placed under a bright light, and she seemed to be overcome with embarrassment, lowering her head and pulling down her short skirt.
I didn’t care about Yoo-jung’s embarrassment and blatantly placed my phone camera on the small dresser next to the bed.
“Okay, let’s start. Don’t forget the promise you made with me, okay?”
“You better not forget either. That you’ll break up with our daughter. In the first place, dating as a student is ridiculous─”
“Then what about having sex with such a student?”
Yoo-jung had no answer to my point, so she made a tsk! sound and shut her mouth. It was the same reaction as Yoo-jin, and I burst out laughing. Yoo-jung seemed to feel that my laughter was mocking her, and she made a humiliating expression as she put down her handbag.
“The pen? Did you buy it? If you didn’t, go to the convenience store right now.”
“I bought it!”
Yoo-jung shouted and threw the calligraphy pen from the plastic bag at my head. I easily caught the pen and surprised Yoo-jung, then took off the cap and stood up.
“What are you doing? Take it off.”
At my command, Yoo-jung showed the spirit to take off her clothes without hesitation, as if trying to regain the dignity of an older woman that had long been taken from her…
Her blouse was wet from the water I had sprayed on her, and even though it was dawn and still a hot night, she was sweating a lot from walking to the motel, which was isolated from the surrounding buildings. She was trying to glare at me with a confident air, but her face, with her hair clenched tightly to prevent a scream from escaping, was nothing more than the face of a female who had already sensed defeat.
I took the black tip of the calligraphy pen and brought it to the mole above Yoo-jung’s breast. And I started to write. The words that confirmed our contract.
