## Chapter 41 – Normalizing the Abnormal (2)
“What are you doing?”
I asked, looking at the cabbage that Yujin had nearly destroyed.
Yujin had stabbed the cabbage with a fork and was using a kitchen knife like a saw. It looked less like she was cutting cabbage and more like she was sawing a steak on the table. It was a sight that immediately told me that Yujin was a woman who was very far removed from cooking.
“Get out of the way.”
I shoulder-checked Yujin, driving her out of the kitchen. I took over the chef’s position in her stead.
I wasn’t really planning on cooking. However, I needed to pretend to cook until my mother was reassured, and Yujin’s cooking looked so unreliable that I couldn’t help but do it. At that rate, she might stab her own chest instead of the cabbage.
So, I roughly washed the blood off my hands with water, covered the cuts with several bandages, and grabbed the kitchen knife—the very same knife that Yujin had used to cut me.
‘What am I even doing right now…?’
Standing side by side with Yujin, wearing aprons, making breakfast? I was helping the same woman who had tried to kill me just moments ago.
But because of my mother’s gaze on us, it was impossible to even curse at Yujin under my breath or pinch her breasts like I had before. I had no choice but to quietly chop the cabbage.
“Wow, you’re good.”
Yujin praised me without hesitation. I had to clench my teeth to suppress the urge to stab Yujin with the knife I was using to cut the cabbage.
Yujin seemed to regret praising me so thoughtlessly, as she soon reached out to hit my thigh with her knee, but she couldn’t do it because of my mother’s gaze. She just pressed her raised knee against my thigh a few times.
My mother watched us making food side by side in the kitchen with a pleased look. Then, looking completely relieved, she yawned and went into her room.
At the sound of the door opening, I put down the knife I was using to cut the cabbage, and at the sound of the door closing, Yujin revealed her true colors.
We turned to glare at each other, finally unleashing the words we had been holding back.
“What? My mom liked it? You son of a bitch, you lie every time you open your mouth!”
Yujin clenched her hands, which she had extended towards my face. Her colorful nail art shone cutely and sharply like cat claws.
My response to that pathetic threat was simple.
“Want me to show you the four-hour video? I’ll upload it to the internet, so you can look for it too. ‘Starved Ajumma Clings to Younger Man’s Dick,’ something like that.”
“Just try touching my mom again!”
Enraged, Yujin looked around our kitchen as if she were going to wield a knife again. But Yujin, who wasn’t familiar with our kitchen and didn’t seem accustomed to kitchen work at all, couldn’t easily find a knife.
After bending over and rummaging through the kitchen for a long time, in a manner that didn’t match her threatening attitude, Yujin pulled out a spatula. I picked up the kitchen knife to counter her… but immediately put it down.
I could kill Yujin anytime later. What I truly wanted was to ruin the brilliant future she was about to achieve with my own hands, and to hear the complete and unadulterated truth from her. And…
Yujin’s face and posture, daring me to come at her, looked so insignificant that it didn’t seem necessary to use a kitchen knife.
I easily dodged Yujin’s spatula as she tried to slap my cheek, grabbed her wrist, and pushed her against the wall.
“Let go!”
Yujin shouted at me in a suppressed voice, conscious of my mother who had gone into her room. Even then, Yujin nodded her head, trying to headbutt my chin.
“Think I’ll let go?”
I clenched my hand, which was covered in bandages, ready to punch Yujin in the stomach.
But before I could swing my clenched fist, my mother’s door opened. I unfolded my fist and lowered the hand that was holding Yujin’s arm. I went back to the cabbage, picked up the knife, and started cutting.
“Now that I think about it… I haven’t even introduced myself yet because I’ve been so out of it. Our son’s friend, what’s your name?”
My mother, who had only her upper body sticking out from beyond the door, asked Yujin in a sleepy voice.
Then Yujin, wearing an apron and holding a spatula in one hand, brought her hands together in front of her stomach and bowed politely like a flight attendant.
For some reason, a very artificial atmosphere permeated the air. Perhaps it was something she had learned at her idol agency. But my mother didn’t seem to notice, only smiling contentedly.
“I’m Yujin, Ma’am. Lee Yujin!”
“Oh my, your name is as pretty as your face.”
I put the shredded cabbage aside and looked at Yujin and my mother.
It was bizarre. No, it was so bizarre that it distorted my sense of reality.
Yujin, who had accused me of sexual assault, Yujin, who had been furious at me for raping her mother all night and had tried to kill me with a kitchen knife, was now politely bowing to my mother.
To my mother, who had hated Yujin as much as I had in my past life.
It didn’t seem like I had accomplished anything yet, and I had a long way to go, but the future was already going awry. This wouldn’t do.
“Alright, Yujin. Eat and go to school before it gets too late.”
My mother, who had been speaking to Yujin in a friendly voice, suddenly hardened her expression and looked at me, saying.
“Don’t even think about doing anything weird.”
I already did plenty. I had crossed the point of no return. But there was no need to tell her that.
The door closed again. I went to stand in front of the shredded cabbage. I rummaged through the cabinets and took out bread. This time, it wasn’t an act.
I had no appetite at all, but this wasn’t the time to be picky. I had to put nutrients into my body that I couldn’t fill with energy drinks.
The energy I had poured into Yujeong all night, the energy I was planning to pour into Yujin this morning.
As I mechanically moved my body to toast the bread and pour the milk, I heard the sound of a chair leg dragging and turned my gaze towards it.
I saw Yujin sitting in the chair with her legs crossed. I was just putting the toast that had popped up from the toaster into a bowl, and when Yujin saw that, she gestured rudely at me.
“Where’s mine?”
“What?”
“I haven’t eaten either.”
This crazy bitch, that’s because you came barging in this morning with a knife, trying to kill me.
Because Yujin complained that there was no protein, I reluctantly grilled eggs, and because Yujin said that she was an aspiring idol so she had to eat salad, I made her a salad too. After finishing our meal, we went into my room.
Yujin, who was following me, was confident. She had hesitated slightly before entering the room, as if she was reminded of what had happened the previous night, but Yujin actually went into my room before I did.
Then she sat casually on my slightly messy bed.
I looked down at Yujin. What kind of mental fortitude did she have? Of course, even before the regression, Yujin was often voted as the number one celebrity with a strong personality. But she must know that I had a weakness of hers…
No, maybe not entirely. Seeing Yujin’s hand, which she had placed on her thigh, trembling.
“Ha.”
As if conscious of my lecherous gaze, Yujin grabbed her wrist with her other hand. Then she stood up abruptly. She turned around with her arms crossed, as if she was going to look around my room.
It was a facade. Unlike Yujeong’s facade, Yujin’s was more confident and sophisticated, making it less obvious, but it was definitely a facade.
But that didn’t mean the problem was easily solved. Yujin had a pride that recovered immediately even when trampled on, or rather, bounced back up like a spring. She also had the shamelessness and lack of conscience to confidently ask for food from the person she had tried to stab to death just moments ago.
Yujin was a completely different opponent from Yujeong, who became docile to me the more I hit, threatened, and harassed her, and the more I poked her pussy.
Therefore, the way to deal with her had to be different from the sloppy pussy Yujeong. I had to use a method that would stimulate Yujin’s unique high self-esteem and competitive spirit. I had to instill in Yujin the illusion that she could fight against me.
Then, I would slam her to the bottom. Because her pride was so high, just one fall would break Yujin’s wings so much that she would never be able to fly again.
“Show me!”
Yujin, who had been shaking her leg anxiously, suddenly ordered me.
“What?”
“What you sent me, I need to see with my own eyes if it’s fake or real.”
“…So you tried to stab me to death without even being sure if it was real?”
Yujin, who was still standing with her back to me, only turned her head back and glared at me as she muttered.
“Doesn’t matter, right? A bastard like you…”
That was the look and voice she had when she falsely accused me of sexual assault and sent me to prison when I was innocent.
The series of absurd situations that had made me feel amused to the point of being bewildered was now over.
But since I had never been fooled by Yujin’s face and body from the start, and I had never had the illusion that she was actually a good woman, there was nothing to regret.
I chuckled. It was time to drop Yujin back into hell.
I took out my phone and held it out in front of Yujin’s face. As soon as I did, Yujin tried to take my phone, but of course, I had no intention of allowing that.
I knocked Yujin onto my bed and sat on her pelvis like before. Then I pressed down on Yujin’s struggling arms with my knees. After that, I played Yujeong’s video right in front of Yujin’s face.
[Work details: The subordinate shakes the superior’s dick with their hands. The subordinate sucks the superior’s dick with their mouth. The subordinate squeezes the superior’s dick with their breasts. The subordinate accepts the superior’s dick with their pussy. And…]
Yujeong, spewing dirty, vulgar, and lewd words. Her face reddened.
But I only showed her up to that point. I didn’t show Yujin the part where Yujeong couldn’t stand the humiliation and burst into tears.
Then I showed her the scene where Yujeong sucked my dick deliciously and the scene where Yujeong lay on the bed, lifted her ass to me, and shook it like a bitch.
But I skipped over the part where she begged me for mercy, saying, “Stop hitting me! Stop it!”
Then, I showed Yujin the face of Yujeong, who had returned to her original ‘Director’ self in the morning, but still reached for my dick.
[Don’t hold back, hurry up and get it all out! These dirty things!]
After finishing her words, Yujeong in the video put my dick in her mouth. And she used all sorts of skills to suck it crudely.
“Satisfied?”
I only showed Yujin what I wanted to show her and closed my phone.
What I showed Yujin was Yujeong’s true self without manipulation. I didn’t lie. I only showed her a part of the truth.
Yujin, who had been watching her mother’s ugly and filthy appearance, had lost her words at some point, and seemed to have lost even the will to resist, only shedding tears.
I carefully watched Yujin’s noticeably weakened appearance. The woman who had been so resilient even after being trampled on by me was now crying just from watching a video, something was wrong.
Could this be her weakness?
If so, I needed to dig into this area a little more.
“It’s a lie… you tricked my mom.”
“If you weren’t going to believe it even after seeing it, why did you watch it and ask me to show it to you?”
“It was rape—”
Just as Yujin was about to shout, I quickly covered her mouth. Then I gave Yujin a look that told her to shut up. You don’t know what will happen after that if you don’t shut up, do you?
Yujin nodded as if she had calmed down. I took my hand off Yujin’s face. And to show off my composure, I got off Yujin’s pelvis.
Without realizing it, my dick was hard. Because of the sensation of Yujin’s plump pussy, which felt like Yujeong’s, through her ass.
“You’re trying to frame me as a rapist again. It’s the opposite. I’m the one being raped. Think about it. How else would I have transferred here as the top student? It was a deal.”
A plausible lie. And Yujin was one of the women who had falsely accused me just because I had better grades than those women, so it would work even better.
“My mom wouldn’t commit any irregularities!”
I also showed her the data I had taken of Yujeong’s irregularities. I only showed her the documents briefly, so she wouldn’t be able to recognize them properly, but she could guess that there was something there.
“She already did. So I was able to transfer here in exchange for taking care of your mom’s sexual desires while I was attending this school. But…”
“But?”
“Since I’ve already transferred, and I’m getting tired of eating Ajumma’s pussy, well…”
“So what!”
“I don’t care who it is, as long as they satisfy my sexual desires.”
If I didn’t want to, I should give her some praise here. I scanned Yujeong’s luscious breasts and thighs with a greedy look and brought out the words I had prepared.
“The offer you made to me, there’s no reason for me not to accept it either. And remember? Nine times left?”
“That doesn’t matter anymore!”
“No, that offer is still valid. Unlike you guys, I don’t lie. But now there’s one more condition attached to it, that I won’t touch your mom first, so I’m going to add one more condition from my side.”
“…What is it?”
“It’s simple. A competition. A fair competition.”
After finishing my words, I took off my pants and underwear. My erect member revealed itself in front of Yujin.
Yujin desperately suppressed the urge to turn her head away because of her pride. Despite my sudden actions, she didn’t shout like before. She just sat on the bed with her arms crossed, looking up at me as if telling me to continue speaking.
“The rules are simple. If I cum first nine times, it’s my loss. After that, I’ll cleanly hand over the videos of you and your mom to you. Whether you report me with them or try to kill me with a knife again, that’s up to you. But.”
“But?”
“If you cum first, my number goes up by that much. And if it goes over ten times, you won’t interfere with me having sex with your mom, how about it?”
Yujin, who had been listening to my words carefully, suddenly pulled her skirt down below the bed, followed by her shirt, which looked like its buttons were about to burst. But unlike her confident actions, her expression was mortified.
It was an absurd story, but Yujin had no choice anyway. I already had several videos in my hands that could ruin her life.
The reason Yujin had done something so extreme as to stab me with a knife wasn’t just because she was blinded by anger, but also because there was no other way.
In that situation, I had proposed a ‘fair’ game.
Yujin had absolute confidence in her appearance and body, and I hated her to a degree that was inversely proportional to that.
But she probably couldn’t even imagine that she would cum to me, and that I wouldn’t be able to make her cum easily.
Anyway, she was a woman who got up no matter how much she was trampled on. She had tried to stab someone to death with a knife in broad daylight, and even after that, she didn’t show any remorse. The best way to deal with Yujin was to touch her competitive spirit and pride.
As long as she thought this was a fair game, and that this game was overwhelmingly advantageous to her, Yujin would no longer do anything foolish to me and would stay quiet.
“Okay, be prepared.”
Yujin reached out and grabbed my dick. But I took a step back. And I provoked Yujin.
“Whoa, whoa, calm down. There are still more conditions. If I propose it like this, it’s too advantageous for me. Then it’s no fun. It’s one versus three. Of course, I’m one, and you’re three. Even if I cum once, it’s reduced by three times, but you have to cum three times for it to be reduced by once. I’m giving you a handicap because you’re bound to have a sloppy pussy like your mom.”
“Don’t talk nonsense, who would cum to a bastard like you—”
I ignored Yujin’s words and continued my own.
“Instead, in exchange for giving you that handicap…”
“In exchange? Hurry up and say it, don’t stall like a loser!”
“Should I say it’s a light penalty game, you can think of it as something like that is prepared. So is that a yes?”
“…Shut up and stick your dirty thing over here.”
“I like that you’re fiery. …Like your mom.”
“Ugh!”
I sat next to Yujin. And I spread my legs wide like a pervert on the subway. I reached out and spread Yujin’s legs too, as wide as Yujeong’s frog legs, with a condom stretched between her thighs last night.
“Okay, shall we start? This game is a masturbation competition. The rules are simple. The first person to cum loses. Let’s count to three and start.”
“…Okay.”
Yujin nodded, tensing all the muscles in her body like a runner waiting for the starting gun.
“Three.”
Yujin’s hands came up onto my dick, which was emitting a hot energy.
“Don’t touch it, it hasn’t started yet.”
“Who wants to touch your dirty thing…!”
“Two.”
I patted Yujin’s butt with my bandaged hand and stretched out my fingers with my good hand, spreading each joint. I wanted to use the middle finger that had poked Yujeong’s pussy last night, but if I did, it would break her hymen and cause her pain, so I couldn’t.
“One!”
The person who shouted this time wasn’t me, but Yujin. And Yujin putting her hands on my dick was a feint.
As if she was going to decide the outcome in one go, Yujin leaned over and pressed my thigh with her breasts, opening her mouth wide.
