Chapter 200 – The Third Saint’s Choice
“…Whew.”
Pass through room 402 of Miss Motel, the door of reality connected to the bedroom of desire.
In my ears, where I heard the sound of the blue wind, I only heard the cold silence of the hallway,
The moisture from the heavy winter rain sticks to the skin and makes your steps heavy.
Even so, I keep my feet off the sticky floor and walk.
Noah and Isabelle are probably tracking Taejun Han with the information they have collected.
The rest of the saints are probably going around Hye-mi’s neighborhood looking for her by now.
“…Sister…”
Hyemi was actually not busy with her part-time job.
Hye-mi’s older sister decided that if she hid her body in the motel, her mother would also be in danger.
She was running away from her stalker, who knew everything about her sister: her home, her family, her own.
That was why she had no choice but to go outside, even though she was trembling with fear that was choking her.
The places where the CCTV footage of my sister is located are crowded downtown areas, restaurants and cafes during peak hours.
A day that repeats itself, hiding in a crowded place, holding your breath, and returning home at night.
When her mother returned home and asked what was going on, she lied and said, ‘I’m having a hard time with my part-time job.’
That suffocating bondage was the two months that Hye-mi went through.
The pain she couldn’t tell because she was afraid her only family would get hurt or worry.
A loneliness in which she could not hope for help from her friends, her mother, or even the police.
Sister Hye-mi had been slowly withering away and dying alone for the past two months.
“…”
After dragging her heavy feet, she finally arrived at the end of the hallway, in front of the elevator.
She pressed a button to call the elevator and tried using her cell phone while waiting.
Her messaging app, Hye-mi, didn’t even read the last message I sent her.
Maybe it’s because of my name written in the stalkers’ letter.
‘Do you remember Choi Woo-joo?’
‘Be careful Choi Woo-joo, the reason you’re doing this is because of that bastard.’
My sister, who was always with me in their threats, was wary of me.
As a sister who has no memories before the reset, she naturally has no choice but to doubt me.
What did Han Tae-jun do, and how much did he remember, to pull off such a clever act?
That Hye-mi doesn’t have the same strength as before? Her sister’s powers are related to mine? What about the saint and the master?
I was curious about how much he knew, but at the same time, it was funny.
I think that bastard is making a big mistake out of his complacency.
Ding dong─
I got into the elevator that arrived and pressed the button for the first floor.
Her last letter to Hye-mi’s older sister included the following: ‘She killed that bastard.’
Given the circumstances, it’s clear that ‘that bastard’ is referring to me, but with what confidence can you say that?
Yes, it was clear that Taejun Han was under the illusion that I also didn’t remember anything.
He said that Choi Woo-joo would have no power and that he would not be aware of his plans.
He made a wrong decision without any solid evidence and sent such a letter out of excitement.
As expected, Taejun is just as arrogant as before the reset or now.
Thanks to this, Noah and Isabelle were able to continue the chase much more comfortably.
As soon as they heard the information about their target, the two saints declared, ‘We will bring them back before the sun sets.’
In addition, the six saints who will find and protect Sister Hye-mi are great.
Thanks to these trustworthy women, I also have time to focus on things I had been putting off.
Ding dong─
“…Huh? That student who said she liked Hye-mi! Was her name Woo-joo? Here she is again…? But why are you upstairs…?”
“Hello, mother.”
The elevator door opened with a clear bell ringing again, and there was a woman on the other side.
Hye-mi’s mother was sitting at the counter in loose clothes, yawning and watching TV.
She was Soo-hyeon, who waved her hand and tilted her head in joy when she saw me coming down from upstairs.
Originally, I was saving it to enjoy her mother-daughter bowl drill, but now is not the time.
If Hye-mi cares about Su-hyeon, I have to take responsibility for her safety.
The most certain way is to become a saint.
“Oh, are you looking for Hye-mi again? But what should we do? Hye-mi has a part-time job again…”
“No, I came to see her mother today.”
“Huh? Me? Oh, wait a minute, you can’t come in at the counter!”
I immediately narrow the distance and enter the small space behind the counter.
She panicked as she saw me getting close to her in an instant and tried to push me away,
There is no way that a woman sitting inside a narrow counter could overcome the force of a man pushing her.
Sister Soohyun was literally underneath me, struggling with all her might.
“Now, wait a minute? What’s going on? Doing this to a space student and a girl is quite dangerous…”
“I’m old too, so I know all that.”
“Hey?! Hey, you…! Wait…!!”
Soo-hyeon, who is trying to ignore this situation as a joke, is now tied up here.
Reaching her hand towards her sister’s legs, who were wearing only her slippers and thin, short dolphin pants,
Draw a line from top to bottom following the clearly visible ax marks.
“Ah, ssssshxt”
“…Hmm?”
Only then did Soohyun, who had been frowning and struggling on her feet, suddenly tremble.
She just lightly stroked her pussy over her pants, but Soohyun let out a loud moan.
She too is startled by the sound coming out of her mouth and is covering her mouth and blushing.
Moreover, it was the thick moisture that was slowly beginning to be captured in her hand, and the drool flowing from her pussy.
A wet stain spreads around the area where the vaginal opening is located, where my finger touched.
The gray pants have turned a dark color, almost black, and mucus is flowing out.
“…This…”
“I mean, fall quickly!! That’s just, ugh…!!”
Mucus clumping between fingers is unmistakable evidence of estrus.
It was proof that Sister Su-hyeon, as a woman, was excited by my touch.
Now that she thought about it, she was like that on the day she first realized that she had ‘traces of a saint.’
Before she met Yoon Sol, she met Soo-hyeon when she came to this motel to look for Hye-mi.
At that time, I also saw Su-hyeon’s shy face, blushing at the light joke I told her.
Su-hyeon’s sister is so excited that her pussy gets wet just by being touched by her, and even shakes at the slightest comment.
Is this a trace of the saint that Yang Soo-hyeon appeared?
The trace that is the most basic yet holds the most potential.
A desire she must have deeply cherished as she raised her older sister, Hye-mi, by herself as a single mother.
If that’s the case, Su-hyeon can enjoy it too.
“Oh, this is the last warning! If you don’t leave now, are you really going to report it to the police?”
I placed my finger on the forehead of Soohyun, who was squirming below.
And with the same knack for suppressing Noah’s traces, she let her desires flow.
“Ah────”
Not to press down on the trace, but to amplify its power.
Heat spreading from the forehead to the skull and the brain inside.
Su-hyeon’s eyes are wide open, her body trembling, and she is looking at me blankly.
Clear drool was flowing from his slightly parted lips, and he was quietly looking straight ahead.
“…Suhyeon nu…”
“─────Chureup♡”
“Ugh?!”
Su-hyeon’s sister regains the light in her eyes that had turned pitch black and at the same time stretches out her arms and touches her lips.
A one-sided exchange of saliva, closer to ‘predation’ than a kiss, with only me reflected in the wide-open eyes.
“Namjat, namjaaa♡ slurp! Slurp!! Drink it, feel good, slurp! Slurp!”
“…Ugh, nu, sis, wait a minute…”
Squeak, squeak!!
She had my tongue in her mouth and was sucking on it, and she was putting her hand under her pants and playing with her pussy.
A superficial appearance that would never be seen by a sober mind, this is the ‘instinct’ that is a trace of Soo-hyeon’s sister.
What she wanted at a young age as she raised her daughter alone was a man who would be a strong supporter.
The desire for a man who would help with loneliness and pain, a trustworthy man who would protect her daughter and herself.
That desire was combined with a woman’s instinct that had been hidden deep in a place that even Soo-hyeon herself did not know about.
Longing for lost youth, when it is too late to love again.
Even though she had a beautiful appearance, no man approached her as a single mother with a young daughter.
Of course, there were many men who approached her only for her body, but Yang Soo-hyun had already become Yang Hye-mi’s mother.
Her daughter’s biological father cut off contact with her and ran away. Unable to hurt her daughter any more, she shook them off.
Even if she had relationships with people she didn’t have feelings for, it was clear that she would abandon her daughter and herself when she got tired of her own body.
So she lived as a single mother for her daughter and herself.
Bearing all her pain, I find comfort in watching my kind and beautiful daughter grow up.
She waited for a man who would one day meet her, with whom she could truly love again, and who would love her and her daughter.
But there was no such man.
As her daughter grew, she herself grew older, and the men who used to approach her body lost its youthful beauty.
The only person who could love her body and her surging libido was herself, the one she consoled herself with every night.
Her daughter, who had grown up well, was now an adult and her life was stable, but she was hoping for a man.
A man who would love her daughter and herself, a man who wanted her own body, a cock to fill her lonely cunt.
The desire I had even before the reset continued in this world and manifested itself as a trace.
I didn’t know it would turn out like this, but it was just a glimpse of her desire.
“Haha, smile! Churrurut! Haaak, thru! Mash it, pussy, it feels so good~♡”
Soohyun noona let out a crazy laugh as she parted her lips and licked my neck and chest.
Her pussy being grazed by her fingers is gushing even more sticky juices.
Su-hyeon’s body gradually trembles, soon–
“Ahhhhh?! Ah, huuut…! Huh…!♡”
──Gone.
But Su-hyeon continues to touch the pussy she just left.
“Hiit♡hee hee!♡ Jo, boy… Jo, your muscles are strong…♡ Mercy…”
In the midst of ecstasy, he mumbled his desires and licked my sweat.
I was briefly surprised by the traces, which were much larger than I expected, but it made things easier.
Because I knew what Soohyun wanted.
“Sister, how about this?”
“…Ah♡”
Su-hyeon’s eyes immediately fell as she unzipped her pants and revealed her towering cock.
“Haa, hauuuuu be there…!! Come on, it’s on it, it’s on it ♡ It’s really on it! It’s big, sniffy… It smells good… Haa…♡”
I stand up too, putting my cock in my sister’s face as she immediately gets down on her knees.
“Suck it and wash it! Can I wash it?!♡ Please let me wash your clothes!♡ It’ll make you feel really good! Huh?
Churrrrp!! Slurp! Huaaa…♡ I’ll suck you like this, like this, so please give me your dick!”
The tongue wriggling, spitting droplets in the air, and the heat radiating from the mouth.
If you show me such a vulgar and dirty side, honestly, it becomes a little difficult for me to bear it.
“…Yes, I like it.”
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