Became a Rapist 34

## Chapter 34 – A Face That Isn’t Mom’s (2)

So, I slapped Yujeong’s breast and pinched her clit, but Yujeong, who had stretched out in a starfish position, loosening the arms that had been pulling my neck and even the legs that had been squeezing my waist, showed no reaction.

She became so quiet that I wondered if she had died, so I shook Yujeong’s breasts and checked her breathing. That wasn’t the case; she had just fallen into a deep sleep.

I smacked Yujeong’s head and stood up. But as soon as I stood, I felt dizzy and had to sit back down on the bed.

“…Should I stop here?”

I took my hand off Yujeong’s breast, which I had been unconsciously fondling. I was tired to death, but I couldn’t just fall asleep like Yujeong. I still had things to do.

I arranged Yujeong’s legs like a frog lying upside down, then lined up condoms filled with my semen on the inside of Yujeong’s thighs. And I took out Yujeong’s phone, which I had thrown in the trash.

The screen was cracked, but it still turned on. A pattern lock was set, but like an old lady, it was simple, and I was able to unlock it after a few tries.

I was lucky. This allowed me to skip the troublesome process and immediately dig up information about Yujeong’s corruption.

I used Yujeong’s camera to take pictures of Yujeong’s whole body, sleeping soundly with a vulgar pose that exposed her vagina and an innocent face like a child.

After sending the pictures to my phone via email, I deleted the records.

Then, I approached Yujeong. I held the phone up high so that my face and Yujeong’s could be seen at the same time, and took another picture. As if taking a selfie, I made a V-sign with my fingers, smiled brightly, and took another picture while kissing Yujeong’s cheek.

I turned on the text message app to send the pictures to Yujin. But when I searched for Yujin, nothing came up. There was no record of texting with Yujin in the latest messages either. It seemed that the two had been cut off from each other for a long time, which was ironic considering they were mother and daughter.

Then, I saw a message saved with an embarrassing name: [My beloved daughter♥]. The date it was sent was quite a while ago, so she must have saved it without deleting it on purpose.

I went into the text message and sent the pictures I had taken to Yujin. I also memorized Yujin’s phone number.

Yujin was probably asleep, but if she saw these pictures tomorrow morning, she would definitely be shocked.

I immediately turned off Yujin’s phone and put it in my inside pocket. And for the first time since coming into this room, I went into the bathroom not for sex, but to wash up.

***

The night was deep, but Yujin couldn’t sleep. Skincare, the upcoming idol dance test, and a simple exam tomorrow came to mind, but as soon as she closed her eyes, a man’s face appeared, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.

Unable to overcome her anger, Yujin punched and kicked her innocent pillow repeatedly. Then, she decided that instead of doing this, she would rather attack him first, so she turned on the computer.

And Yujin, thinking that she would rather manipulate that bastard than be helplessly toyed with by him until she threw that rapist into prison, began searching for porn that would teach her the techniques to torment his arrogant dick.

Of course, Yujin didn’t completely believe that he would keep his promise.

But currently, she could only think of one way to respond, and that method required her to bet on her own life, which would become brighter and more glamorous unlike his, so it was as good as unusable. She thought that this was the best she could do for now.

Yujin thought porn was dirty, and her mom had always taught her never to watch it, so she had never seen it even at this age. But that didn’t mean she didn’t know how to find it.

Yujin wasn’t used to using computers, but since the world was overflowing with obscene content, it wasn’t difficult to find porn.

However, the porn she found was completely different from what Yujin had hoped for, something like an educational video. Yujin froze.

A muscular, gigantic physique.
A black male actor whose whole body was covered in tattoos grabbed a middle-aged Asian woman, who was too small compared to his size, with his strong arms, lifted her up, and shoved his thing into the woman’s genitals.

The woman’s voice flowed from the earphones connected to the monitor speakers.

“Ooh- fuck! Ooh─ fuck yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ooh, ooh- ooh― ooh─! Fuck, fuck, fuck, yeeessss!”

Yujin’s face automatically frowned at the vulgar and violent voice.

Yujin immediately gave up on learning fellatio techniques and turned off the video. Then she lay down on the bed. But she still couldn’t sleep. Rather, what she had just seen reminded her of what had happened today, making it even harder to fall asleep.

Her body was heating up. Not because she watched porn, but because of that bastard’s thing that came to mind because of the porn.

‘I knew black men’s things were big… But why is that bastard’s thing even bigger?’

That bastard’s thing that cast a long shadow on her face, that bastard’s thing that tried to suffocate her to death, that bastard’s thing that hit her face, that fucking bastard…

‘But why can’t I breathe?’

Yujin, embarrassed by the strange feeling, realized at some point that her fingers were pressing down on her panties, and she kicked off the blanket and stood up.

Tears streamed down her face from the extreme humiliation, the shame of getting excited while imagining that bastard’s thing, and the guilt of betraying everything her mom had taught her so far.

So, Yujeong semi-impulsively called her mom, whom she hadn’t spoken to since she left that human who was like family but not really, who was supposed to be her dad…

Her mom didn’t answer the phone right away. So, just as Yujin was sniffling and wiping away her tears with the back of her hand, thinking that she was trying to ignore her again, her mom answered the phone.

But something was strange. Instead of speaking right away after answering the phone, she heard a rustling sound, a sound like someone was nearby.

[…Mom?]

The daughter called her mom desperately.

They desperately wanted each other, but their words were misaligned. Yujin was even more deeply hurt by her mom’s voice, which seemed uninterested in her as always. To such a Yujin,

[I told you before to call me Mother, not Mom?! And at school, it’s Chairwoman! Remember that! Then hang up nowㅡ]

Her mom’s scolding was interrupted, and her mom shut her mouth at the sudden sound of a man’s voice.

And her mom’s terrible scream. The sound suddenly decreased, so she couldn’t hear it clearly, but it was definitely a scream.

Yujin called her mom urgently.

Was she being kidnapped? What was happening to her? Should she call the police? No, she should hang up right away and call the police! Thoughts kept popping up one after another, and at that moment, her mom suddenly scolded her in a calm voice,

[It’s late! Good kid Yujin, it’s time for you to go to bed! Now, go to sleep. Shh- shh- shㅡ]

And with those words, she hung up the phone.

It was as if some line that had been connecting Yujin to her mom had been severed.

“Mom… is with a man right now, with a man…?”

She had been asked out countless times, but even Yujin, who had no experience with men because she had been in love with Minjun for a long time, couldn’t help but know.

That her mom was having sex with a strange man right now.
That that man was more precious to her than she was.
And that she would soon be abandoned by both of them, just like when her mom and dad were separated, Yujin couldn’t help but know.

Yujin washed her tear-stained face and went into the bathroom. And she turned on the shower to hide her crying face.

The idol of the school.
The perfect idol.
A flawless existence envied by everyone.

That was her. Yujeong didn’t let even herself see her crying face.

Thanks to the long shower, Yujeong barely regained her composure, and she wiped her body with a towel and came out naked. As soon as she did, she looked for her phone as if she wasn’t expecting anything.

But,
She had a text!
From her mom!

It was probably a text apologizing. It was probably a text saying that they should go here together on Sunday, which they had promised to do together. With such hope and expectations, Yujin turned on the text.

But there,

A bastard who shouldn’t exist in this world.

And her mom’s face, which she had never believed would exist in this world, a face that wasn’t her mom’s, a female face, were simultaneously, side by side, in the same space.

Yujin was in a panic and couldn’t move, but she quickly regained her composure. Her determination as an idol, who had to be perfect anytime, anywhere, helped her not to fall into despair from the shock.

There’s no way Mom would do that. Not my mom.

There’s no way she would have sex with a man with this expression, this face.

“Rape… Mom was raped like me, by this bastard! By this bastard! This bastard… I’m going to, I’m going to kill him!”

Enraged, Yujin ran wild, as if that bastard who was with her mom right now was in front of her eyes, and ran to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife.

Then, the alarm rang again on Yujin’s phone. This time, it wasn’t from [My beloved mom♥]’s number. It was an unfamiliar number.

But it was clear who it was. Yujin was afraid and despaired of what was about to happen, and she sensed that she would definitely go crazy the moment she saw this, but she couldn’t stop turning on her phone and opening the text message.

[Your mom’s sloppy pussy was delicious lol]

Below the vulgar message mocking her, there was a short video.

[Ah, female! Female! Femaleee! A female in heattttt! It’s been a while since I tastedddddd, euheut, euheueut♥ A young man’s firm dickkkkkkk, ehek, ehehekkkk… An old lady’s face that I like so, so muchhhhh! I told you! Stop hitting me, stop fucking me! Please stop! Stoppppp! Stop hitting me, stop fucking me, pleeeeeease─! I’m dying, dying. Dy─]

[Missionary position! Missionary position! Yujeong likes the missionary position! And while looking at my eyes! Tell me I’m cute! I like being called cute more than being called pretty! Praise me for being cute and looking young!]

[Kisses! Give me lots of kisses too.]

[Ugh-ugh─ ughhh! I don’t like old lady sounds, I don’t like them.]

[Yujeong! Just call me Yujeong.]

Yujin’s whole body lost its strength. The kitchen knife she was holding tightly in her hand fell to the ground and poked the end of her little toe.

Even though she was stabbed by the knife and blood was flowing, Yujin stared blankly at the moon outside the window, listening to the voice of her mom, who was not her mom, coming from beyond her phone, listening and listening and listening again.