Chapter 704 – Part 2 22. Consolation (6)
Part 2 22. Consolation (6)
“Ah.”
“Oh my, our Junhee is here now. Was it difficult to come from far away? Let’s go.”
The sight of my grandfather as soon as I get out of the ticket gate. As soon as he saw the familiar face of the old man, Junhee was worried that he might shed tears, but that didn’t happen. I didn’t feel anything. It’s like a normal feeling when you come home from class and see an old man eating. Even though I went through difficult times, I didn’t feel any emotional ups and downs.
However, I felt a little relieved when her security took her suitcase from her. The feeling that the item she risked her life to protect was delivered to its rightful owner. Junhee overcame the ordeal and completed her mission. I feel at ease knowing that all that shame and suffering was not meaningless.
“Shall we take a taxi? Okay, let’s take a taxi.”
The old man strides ahead without listening to the answer. Everything about him, from his expression to the shaking of his shoulders, tells you how excited he is right now. He is not happy because Junhee is his female. When he could not help the loneliness that grew older and older, his lovely granddaughter came to see him. How could he not be happy?
Even if he spends two days like this without physical contact, the old man will be happy. The old man talked to himself until he got into the taxi, and there was nothing that could be called a conversation, but Junhee could tell. Nowadays, Gyeongho is just a grandfather in the world. Her beautiful granddaughter, strangely enough, traveled several hours alone to visit her for the first time in a long time. Ah, if he were truly an ordinary grandfather, he might have given all his savings as pocket money.
“Did you come by bus?”
“Yes. In the middle…”
“You transferred? Yes, yes. “Isn’t Seoul a bit complicated?”
“…”
Junhee, who remembered the subway, shut his mouth. Just because he got away with it doesn’t mean he got over it. Fortunately, the guard does not notice Junhee’s slightly darkened expression.
“What do you want to drink? Americano? Latte? Frappe?”
“Ah… I just, ah.”
“Okay.”
A security guard who skillfully operates a kiosk. It feels strange to see an old man in his 70s, and a man who has lived in the countryside for more than half his life, naturally handling machinery.
“Hehe, aren’t you good at allocating money?”
“Ah…”
The guard also noticed that Junhee was looking at him as if he was slightly surprised. There is no shadow on the grinning grandfather’s face, which makes Junhee feel even stranger. Was he this kind of person? Could it be that he could be such an ordinary grandfather? I don’t remember much about when I was young, and after I grew up, I didn’t even think about getting to know him because of the distance I felt. What followed was sexual violence and subjugation. The change was too sudden and drastic for the old man to be recognized as his grandfather.
“Let’s go sit down. “I ordered takeout, was it okay?”
“Yes.”
“Anyway, the accommodation I paid for is up there, so I’ll just have to drink and go.”
The moment he chose an appropriate seat to sit down, Junhee flinched. The feel of the wooden chair against my buttocks is noticeably different from usual. Then, I felt a sense of discomfort throughout my body that I had not paid much attention to until now. In fact, I should have felt it a long time ago, but I was just so devastated that I didn’t realize it.
Junhee is now wearing a black hat, a hooded crop top that is also black, and short shorts. Of course, she definitely wore socks that exposed her thigh line, but that was all. The underwear that was supposed to protect the precious top and bottom inside was not on Junhee’s body right now. He was literally just wearing clothes.
It was taken away. With student ID. Instead of returning her luggage and letting her go, the molester demanded the girl’s underwear and student ID in exchange. Again, an unfair demand to pay the price even though it has already been paid. But there was no way to disobey Junhee. Junhee, who wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible, could only stare at her panties and bra in the middle-aged man’s hands, and had to put on a top and bottom over her naked body.
Considering my student ID card was stolen, I thought it would be better to wear underwear. Anyway, it was something that got dirty from his hands on the subway, so I was planning on throwing it away when I got home. However, student ID cards are a big problem. All of her personal details were discovered, and even her unspoken weaknesses were caught. Her molester will most likely come to her school looking for her. If that happens, Junhee will once again have to deal with the man she never wanted.
It’s not a matter of whether a forced physical relationship feels good or bad, but wouldn’t it be better to get pleasure than to suffer? However, sexual intercourse with this molester only left Junhee with pain, and the bad memories engraved on her body were something that no amount of effort could erase.
“Whoa…”
“It looks like our Junhee is having a hard time. Should I go to the dormitory and rest?”
“… It’s okay.”
The excited-looking old man’s words at first seemed like he was expecting something different. However, the expression on his face clearly shows that he is concerned about Junhee. What are your true feelings like? Now, while working alone in a foreign country, he is filled with the joy of meeting his granddaughter. There is no way he won’t feel that way the moment he is alone in a small space. It is clear that the extraordinary feeling has its limit today, and will change when the sun sets and night falls.
Even after being subjected to such a terrible situation, Junhee’s body began to react again. Wasn’t the previous incident also because the delusion had ignited a spark of carnal desire in the body? The situation is definitely different now than it was back then, but whenever I think about it, the way my body reacts is truly pathetic.
It became uncomfortable. Getting wet between your legs outside your home is always uncomfortable, but even more so when you don’t have panties on. The more you pay attention, the more water flows out. I feel bad about getting it on my pants, and I’m worried that it might get on the chair under that one piece of cloth. It’s dark black, so it won’t stain even if it gets a little wet, but I’m worried that someone might notice.
“Iced Americano and grapefruit tea were served.”
“It’s already out. Let’s go.”
Junhee quickly got up. Sitting on top of love juice like this is extremely unpleasant. Junhee felt sorry for herself as she watched her grandfather take the drink he ordered at the counter and run ahead. How did we get to this point? I resented everything.
While drinking the coffee in her hand and walking to the motel where the old man was staying, the condition of Junhee’s lower body worsened. The more you try to suppress it, the more your body reacts as it pleases. That of the old man that keeps coming to mind, and the pleasure he can give. The thought of tasting it over the remaining two days makes me feel hot, even if I don’t like it.
Let me be clear, this is not what Junhee wants. Expectations and wishes are completely different things. There is a clear distinction to be made between anticipating that something will happen and reacting accordingly, and fervently hoping that it will happen even if there is no possibility of it happening. Junhee was expecting but not wishing. I knew what would happen and what it would do to me, but I didn’t want it to happen.
But Junhee also knew that this was sophistry. Although the body’s reaction was unconscious and not something I could control, I did not show any will to completely deny it. Junhee still maintained a passive mindset. If my grandfather wants that, I can’t help it. He is the granddaughter who was eaten by him, and he has no choice but to follow without resistance.
“Well, since she lives alone, it might smell a bit musty, but… I’ll come in.”
The guard opens the door, feeling embarrassed even though it is not his house. Junhee tried not to show it, but as he said, it smelled quite peculiar to an old man. It’s probably not the security guard’s fault since we’ve already been there for over 15 days. Fortunately, the smell was vaguely similar to the smell coming from the old man’s room, so Junhee felt a little at ease. Combined with the fact that it is indoors, I feel like this place is safe.
“Leave your bag on the chair.”
“Yes.”
As the old man said, Junhee put the bag behind the chair and went to help him who was unable to open the suitcase. As he squats down to enter the password, the gaping back caused by the crop top naturally becomes more visible, and the old man’s pale inner skin comes into view.
In fact, Kyung-ho’s invitation was too obvious, so if he couldn’t catch the nuance that Jun-hee wanted it too, he planned to spend today quietly. The reason I came all the way to Seoul to work in the first place – of course it was to make money – but it was also to get away from home and take a break. Although he appears to have infinite energy, he is an old man approaching his 70s. He may die in bed with a female college student in her early 20s every day.
However, when I look at my granddaughter’s soft skin, that determination disappears as if I had applied detergent. On the contrary, I feel pathetic about my past self, wondering if I was trying to get rid of it now. If I keep doing this, I might die? Not to that extent. Wouldn’t it be better to stick to the original purpose and not make a fuss?
“Oh!?”
Junhee trembles. The old man’s hand touched her lower back. The finger that was turning the carrier password stops for a moment, then clicks and turns it again. The lock was released with a ticking sound, but the two people did not open the suitcase. Junhee held it still and the old man slowly lowered his hand.
