## Chapter 96 – A Mother Jealous of Her Daughter’s Young Female Identity
“You’re awful! I hate you!”
What the hell is she saying? She’s not a kid…
“Awful, you… You’re awful. You’re a bad guy. And that bitch who’s been sleeping with you is a reeeal, reeeal bad bitch! Awful!”
Yujeong, who was ranting like a five-year-old being teased by her uncle, finally shut her mouth. Now, she was whining to me, snot running down her face. It was enough to fluster me.
It was a far cry from the intricately woven madness of the female spider she had shown me in the chairman’s office this morning. But somehow, I had a gut feeling that this side of her was much closer to her true self than her usual demeanor.
“You… Do you know how I felt coming to you?”
How would I know?
“I gave up everything to come here… I wanted to see you so badly that I gave up my ethics as an educator, everything… I came here because I wanted to see you… But how could you do this to me…”
What is she talking about? What are we even to each other? So, after I raped you, what did you expect me to do for you now? These thoughts swirled inside me, but I knew it wouldn’t be wise to voice them in this situation.
Reluctantly, I suppressed what I wanted to say and focused on placating Yujeong.
It would have been easier to deal with her if she had come at me as viciously as Yujin. But who could have predicted that Yujeong would act like a little girl, crying and sniveling at her age?
Yujeong, almost clinging to me, rested the crown of her head against my chest, glaring down at my softening dick as she mumbled.
“You said you loved me… You said you loved me…”
“When did I say that?”
I was so taken aback that the truth slipped out. I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t help but ask.
Shit, that was a mistake.
A very critical one.
Yujeong, who had been losing strength and unable to stand straight while sobbing, now practically naked in my arms, stopped dead in her tracks.
“Then… you don’t love me? You told me you loved me last time.”
Ah, that? The lies I spouted for foreplay during sex? Could this woman still be mistaking that for my true feelings?
“Meeting our daughter was all for me, too, right? You had to sleep with our daughter to date me. To overcome the difference in status between teacher and student that separated us. But because you loved me, you did such a thing, right? But now you don’t love me?”
“……”
Did I? I guess I did spout similar nonsense as an excuse.
Suddenly, Yujeong’s hand, which had been limp, gripped my wrist with force. Immediately, she tried to claw at my chest with her nails like an assassin cat. I used my arm to block it. But Yujeong didn’t give up and this time clawed wildly at my wrist.
It wasn’t much, but a little blood trickled from the long scratches. So, to signal that she should stop, I shoved my hand in her face—
*Lick.*
“Ugh?!”
I was startled and pulled my hand away. I glared at Yujeong with narrowed eyes. Why do both Yujin and Yujeong like my blood so much?
“Hehehe… Hehehe… Who is it?”
The chilling coldness in Yujeong’s voice after the chilling laughter was enough to make even me, who physically overpowered her, tense up.
“Which bitch is it!”
“What? What? What are you talking about? Why are you yelling all of a sudden?”
I was genuinely taken aback by her absurd shout and scolded her, but Yujeong didn’t answer, only letting out another chilling laugh with her canines bared.
No, it didn’t even seem like she was listening to me.
Yujeong’s wild eyes were scanning our house over my shoulder. Since I had appeared naked, covered in the scent of a woman, she must be thinking that there was a strange woman inside my house.
But the woman Yujeong considered her rival was not a stranger to her at all. Rather, she was the most familiar woman to Yujeong, besides herself.
“Which bitch is it! The one who’s been getting all your love instead of me! She’s here, isn’t she? Huh? She’s in this house, isn’t she? She must be listening to me now!”
“……Auntie.”
I can’t believe I’m hearing that line from a soap opera in real life. But Yujeong’s voice wasn’t artificial like the lines of actors who couldn’t act.
The anger boiling over in the female womb furnace, which was more overheated than ever because the most important ingredient = male semen hadn’t come in as closing time approached, was giving that cliché line a sense of reality.
“That bitch… that bitch… that fucking bitch! Let me see her face. How pretty is she that she’s messed up my dick… my exclusive dick that only I can use? Let me see that bitch’s face!”
Yujeong, uncharacteristically, even swore as she struggled. It was nothing to overpower one middle-aged woman with force, but her voice was so loud and sharp that Yujin might wake up, so I was horrified and blocked Yujeong’s strength.
“Ugh! Ugh!”
“Be quiet, please! You’re always saying ‘Quiet!’ at school.”
“Ugh…”
“Are you calm now?”
Yujeong nodded.
Her face was red, whether she was ashamed of revealing her ugly jealousy or simply because she was being suffocated by my hand.
I slowly removed my hand from Yujeong’s face.
“I’m pretty too. I’m not an old woman.”
As soon as I did, Yujeong blurted out something completely out of the blue.
“Huh?”
“I’m pretty too! What’s wrong with me! Before I got married, I had a lot of men chasing after me! No, even after I got married, there were a lot. Look, even the principal did, right? Huh?”
It was undeniable. Yujeong was definitely pretty. No, she had given birth to Yujin, who boasted the most glamorous appearance in the school, so she was far beyond just being pretty.
But I couldn’t suppress the urge to be serious with Yujeong and hit her where it hurt, and I did.
“……Auntie, act your age.”
“Ugh.”
Hearing my words, Yujeong, a middle-aged woman with a child my age, started acting her age again. She started crying sadly, as if she had confessed to her first love and been rejected.
Yujeong, who had collapsed to the floor as if crumbling, bent over and buried her face in her thighs and started crying in earnest. I regretted it and tried to comfort her, but it was no use.
“Waaaaah, sniffle, always, always, always, you always, always, always, call me an old woman, make fun of me for being old! I’m still pretty, I’m still good! I even got street casted and scouted to debut as an idol a while ago!”
“Wasn’t it ‘Ajumma-dol’ that they were talking about?”
“Waaaaah!”
I realized I had messed up. I couldn’t help but tease her. Because Yujeong was so fun to tease…
I patted Yujeong’s shoulder and looked down at her. The sight of a capable, elite woman recognized by everyone around her crying like a child without caring about the gazes of those around her was comical and very cute, so I couldn’t help but smile slightly like a dad.
But smiling was a mistake. And this time, just like last time, that mistake was fatal.
Yujeong, who mistook me for laughing at her, immediately stood up and reached out to me, no, to my dick.
“Ah, Auntie! What are you doing in the hallway.”
“Shut up!”
“No, ah… Auntie, stop it. Why do you keep trying to suck that dirty thing.”
“Because it’s dirty, so I have to suck it clean.”
Even when her daughter Yujin went crazy, it wasn’t difficult to overpower her with force. So, there was no way Yujeong, whose lower abdomen was cutely protruding from frequent drinking and who sometimes showed dark circles that couldn’t be hidden even with makeup from frequent overtime work, could win against me in a fight of strength.
Immediately, Yujeong’s wrists were grabbed by my hands and she was subdued again.
“Eeeee! Let go! Hurry up and give me your dick! I’m going to give you my dick!”
Anyway, she’s acting up even though she’s an old woman.
“You…! You called me an old woman in your heart again, didn’t you!”
I was startled, but I pretended not to know and pushed the struggling Yujeong back towards the front door. Her back was pressed hard against the front door, her arms were grabbed by my hands and she couldn’t move, and Yujeong, whether she liked the feeling of my breath touching her face as I leaned in close to push her away, smiled slightly and became somewhat docile while also getting angry.
But it would only be for a moment, and before long, this frustrated monster named Auntie would go crazy again, so let’s throw some bait to the female spider who will tear off the head of this male and use it as nourishment. And in the meantime, let’s put on some clothes first. At least let’s put on some underwear. Yujeong is going even crazier because of my clearly visible dick.
“Aunt, no… Yujeong-ah. To the motel we met at last time… no, just come to school.”
“……”
There’s a reaction. Yujeong, who was sniffling and crying like a little kid, smiled brightly as if she had never been crying sadly.
Is she going through menopause? Her mood changes drastically.
But her facial expressions were so extreme and her emotions couldn’t be hidden, so she was cute like a child.
She had breasts as big as three ordinary women put together and a plump female butt that could suffocate a large male… she was a child, but anyway, she was cute.
Let’s tell her more.
“Think about what position you want in advance. I’ll do everything.”
“Really?”
Yujeong brightened up rapidly.
I was dumbfounded by her beaming face.
I ignored Yujeong subtly leaning her upper body forward and rubbing her breasts, which couldn’t be hidden by her clothes, against my bare chest and nodded.
“Then… then hug me tight first.”
Hug her? This woman is so shameless, what kind of aegyo is she doing?
As if she hadn’t noticed my horrified heart at all, Yujeong continued.
“Hug me just like you did last time, like a princess. And throw me on the bed…”
The respected chairman of the school, the decent elite member of society, but a lonely woman who only knew how to relieve stress by drinking, a workaholic who seemed to only know one man who was a bizarre partner rather than a husband, was now sparkling her eyes brightly like a child with innocence and ordering all sorts of lewd acts one after another.
As if our house’s front door was a table for gourmets, as if I standing in front of her was a Michelin three-star chef, she wanted so much. Yujeong really wanted my dick.
“Okay, okay. I’ll listen to everything, so calm down.”
“And lastly! This is the most essential thing, do it inside me while holding me tight like that.”
“……What?”
“Of course, you can’t wear a condom. Because I’m going to get pregnant. With your… no, my husband’s child. Hehe♥”
“……”
“Now, shall we start? In front of that bitch, we’re going to show her. Your love for me. Who you really love. My naked body, the legitimate wife who will get pregnant with your child and marry you, darling. Hehe. Embarrassing! I called you darling.”
“……”
Yujeong started taking off her clothes wildly in front of our house’s front door, even though it wasn’t even night yet. I barely escaped from shock and managed to utter a word. It was too common sense and moral to be something a rapist would say.
“Let’s go to a motel and do it. I’ll do it there. What are you doing in front of someone else’s house…”
“Shut up! You’re naked too!”
Right, that’s right. If she were a normal woman, she would be scared if a naked man, much bigger than her, approached her, so I deliberately appeared in this state to break her spirit.
But even the regressed me didn’t know that you were this crazy.
“Shall we do it? Huh? If I’m tired of you because you’re an old woman… I’ll never forgive you. I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you again and again, I’m going to kill you, and your only family, your mother, hehe, mother, I called her mother.”
“……”
“When should we set our wedding date?”
“……”
Yujeong, who had thrown away her panties, suddenly spread her arms wide and shouted.
“Let’s throw away this small house and darling come to my house! I, I felt like I was going crazy until now. On days when Yujin doesn’t come home until late at night because she’s practicing to be an idol, I felt so lonely every time I drank alone in that big, lonely house… So come to my house. It’s okay for your mother to come with you too!
Ah, of course… Hehehe♥ Not during the honeymoon. Not until I get pregnant. Until then, only you and darling can be together. Just you and me. Without your mother or Yujin, it will be our love house♥”
Only now did I realize that even the madness that Yujin showed me was just half diluted with the blood of another human being.
I looked into Yujeong’s eyes.
Scary.
