Chapter 77 – Lee Junseo (Son) – The Daily Life Of A Bastard Son
* Lee Junseo (Son) – The Daily Life of a Bastard Son (11)
After scraping my anus with the back scratcher, the other seniors stopped Yuna-rin from screaming. The atmosphere had changed drastically. Their pupils were wide, and they stared at me, completely sober. Their eyes were asking, “Did you hear what just happened?” So, I awkwardly laughed and said, “I didn’t hear anything? You guys are really going overboard,” and continued with the next king’s game, ending the day like that.
That craziness continued until right before I went home. The reason the king’s game became so hardcore was because I didn’t say a word and just enjoyed it. Now, they didn’t care if their true identities were revealed, and they were torturing, tormenting, and training their rivals like mad.
Even so, riona was a no-go.
But anything below that was fair game in the king’s game.
Is it natural for them to go so wild?
Hana, who liked piercings, had her tongue piercing connected to a leash, forcing her to stick her tongue out while giving me a blowjob. Yuna-rin, who seemed broken, begged me to break her hymen, so I slowly tore it with my finger and then scratched her G-spot with the back scratcher. Heo Cho-yeon, who I thought was the craziest of them all, must have realized I knew their true identities because she spent the whole day trying to suck my toes in a submissive manner.
Those three stuck to me regardless of the king’s game, and so did Se-rim. She probably realized it too, like Heo Cho-yeon. Someone who had been so confident all day asked me politely, “Do you like mixed-race people?” When I arrogantly replied, “I want to keep one by my side for show,” she gave me a smile that she wouldn’t show to other girls.
So, two of them realized their true identities were exposed?
As for the rest… well…
They were too busy fulfilling their own desires to notice…
Chiki chiki! How long can this bitch withstand the whip?! Starting with stupid penalty games like that, there were also penalties like putting a bunch of eggs in their vaginas and hitting their stomachs. Not only that, a peer who had a license for that kind of thing was even tattooing things I would like on the other girls’ bodies on the spot. There was also a dirty talk competition where the girls surrounded me, sitting blankly in a chair, and competed to see who could say the dirtiest things. The judging criterion was my dick. If it got hard in response to the dirty talk, that girl would win. I remember laughing a lot because even though she won by spewing dirty words, she ended up getting a penalty game for some unknown reason.
Besides that, if I were to list the things we did that night…
Smoking with their vaginas, playing the flute with their anuses, tying strings to their nipples and lifting heavy things, throwing darts at their clitorises, putting rattles in their vaginas and guessing how many were in there by the sound, writing names on their butts with a brush, and finally, taking group photos with various concepts…
I especially liked the last one. It’s always fun to take photos showing off to someone. Like having dozens of naked women clinging to me, treating me like a king. Or making a chair for me to sit on by stacking their vaginas and butts, or having them all lie on a water mat for play, covered in oil and sticking to each other. Hmm, I have dozens of photos that will probably set my account on fire, and I also took a lot of videos, so I wanted to upload short clips of those too.
“Did you have fun?”
“In my own way.”
“I told those women to keep them, but there shouldn’t be any problem if you upload them later, so I’ll blur them out.”
“You’re smart.”
In the early morning, on my way home, I was greeted by none other than my family’s monkey…
No, it was a loyal dog.
A woman in a black suit and miniskirt, who had followed my orders perfectly, with her hair swept to one side and a blank expression, picked me up with her subordinates from a place a bit away from the hotel and took me home.
“I’m so sleepy I could die.”
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah… I’m fine, so keep talking…”
After returning home, I continued talking with Jang Mun-young in the living room where everyone was sleeping.
“At first, your father didn’t want to say anything, but when he heard it was your wish, he finally opened his mouth. All the women in the hotel this time were women from the village, and they are the ‘products’ I mentioned before. Among them, Lee Se-rim was sent directly by your father and is a spy to catch some trash among the women.”
“What trash?”
“Those who are simply after your semen. Those who only want the special power contained in your dick. Or, those who are preparing for a backup in case you don’t return to the village. They are a filter to weed out those kinds of people.”
“They want my seed?”
“Yes.”
As if that wasn’t the end of it, Mun-young frowned and carefully added another word.
“And, your father. We might catch the tail of those involved in the death of Lee Mun-san, who was supposed to be the next village chief.”
“……………”
My father’s death was a heart attack.
Or, a sudden death.
But this Jang Mun-young said that my father was hit by a car when she first came to our house. She doesn’t seem to know that it was a slip of the tongue. Or maybe she forgot to keep her mouth shut…
Or maybe…
‘It’s confirmed that there’s something in the village.’
Knowing his personality, I wasn’t interested in how or where he made enemies and died. As long as it didn’t harm me, it was fine. More importantly, the story about the women is more important right now. Hearing about a dead guy will only make me feel bad.
“You really don’t have any feelings for your father, do you? I thought you would be a little surprised.”
“I lived that kind of life. It’s not like I’m so self-deprecating that I’d say I lived the most miserable life in the world, but I can’t deny that I lived like shit. The product girls are pitiful, I’m pitiful, you’re pitiful, our family is pitiful, what the hell is this?”
“That’s true, but… ahem, then I’ll change the subject.”
When I told her to drop the story about my father, Mun-young’s expression became serious again. I wondered what she was going to say this time, but an unexpected answer came back.
“Then, don’t you want to catch the trash that made your life like that, that caused discord in your family relationship that should have been happy?”
“Caused discord? What are you talking about? Who are you going to catch? The cause is already dead.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Even though there was no clock, I felt like I could hear that sound in my ears, and a nasty sweat ran down my back.
“You are living happily with the support of the village now, but it was different when Lee Mun-san got married.”
Suddenly, a story I had never heard before began. I have a habit of cutting off any stories that would stress me out, so I didn’t even know why that man got married. Honestly, I didn’t want to know. But Mun-young spoke seriously, as if the story was important.
“Your mother is a commoner. It might be surprising, but the two of them had a love marriage. Of course, the village opposed the marriage with a commoner, and Lee Mun-san continued his married life without any support. Surprising, right? Because he fell in love and got married by force.”
“Love? What a load of crap. He was so into playing with women.”
“Well, that’s probably true. It was the villagers who asked him to play with women.”
That made me feel bad again.
It was as if she was defending that man.
“Of course, he couldn’t break his habit, so he went to play with women on his own most of the time.”
She immediately added that because my expression was so fierce, but the unpleasant feeling didn’t go away. Her tone suggested that she had more to say, and my teeth itched.
“Anyway, the village gave him the opportunity. They said that if he could make the woman we designated his love slave, they would give his entire family enough money to live normally. Something like that, probably. I don’t remember all the details my father told me, but they seem to have created discord in that way. Everyone in the village knew Lee Mun-san’s true nature, so they thought that if they pushed him once, the rest would easily fall apart, and that’s how the family began to collapse.”
Okay, my father was trash.
But, he tried to restrain his true nature because of his wife, but someone pushed him, and he exploded?
What a stupid story.
I only felt like I shouldn’t have listened.
“Are you trying to defend him with that? That bastard is just trash. Just a piece of shit. Okay? The moment he started going to meet women for money after being asked once, he can’t be defended anymore. Got it?”
“Please don’t misunderstand. I have no intention of defending him at all. From leaving you alone at home to letting your stepmother treat you like that, he didn’t have any qualities of a father.”
“Then why the hell are you bringing up that story?”
“Still, isn’t it a bit fucked up?”
“?”
I flinched at the sudden curse word.
This was the first time Mun-young had cursed in front of me.
“Isn’t it? Even if Lee Mun-san was trash. Not only was there a group that wanted your family to be fucked, but they even touched it once. And on top of that, thinking that those bastards are plotting to steal your semen from somewhere in the village makes my lungs feel like they’re turning inside out. But you don’t seem to have any particular thoughts about it, so I feel frustrated.”
“Frustrated?”
“I’m serious. It might be presumptuous, but I feel frustrated when I look at you now. You’re turning a blind eye because it stresses you out, even though it’s your own problem. Please think about it seriously.”
Even though it was a short meeting, I didn’t think she was the type to curse in front of me, but after listening to her, she was right.
“Why are there so many people who care about other people’s family affairs?”
“My father was close to Lee Mun-san. Not only did they create discord in the family, but they also rammed him with a car when you were old enough, so how do you think he felt?”
“It’s like you’re saying that man was murdered?”
“At least that’s what my father thought. He didn’t tell me, but if my father thought so, he must have had some kind of suspicion.”
“……………”
Even I felt uncomfortable when she said that.
That man deserved to die.
But still, the fact that someone was watching me from behind and doing strange things…
“No matter how much you say that, it’s his fault that he destroyed his family by falling for someone’s trick. And it’s his fault that he got hit by a car because of his shitty personality. Right? You said that was his true nature?”
“Yes. He was a scoundrel, no doubt. Even if it was a family that would have collapsed on its own, I dare say.”
“Then let’s skip that part.”
That man is done.
Whether it was a heart attack, getting hit by a car, or whatever…
There’s only one thing that’s important to me.
“So, you’re saying that those unknown bastards might try to mess with my family? They tried to do that kind of shit because they didn’t like the idea of him marrying a commoner. So, it’s obvious how they’ll see our family, who were sex slaves.”
“That’s right. If you ask, your stepmother will defend you.”
Mun-young smiled.
I wondered if there was anything funny about what I said, but I understood the meaning of her smile from the next words she uttered.
“No one will care if a sex slave suddenly collapses after eating poison. The important thing is you, who returned to the village. Everyone will comfort you, saying you lost your family again, but no one will truly feel sorry for you. At best, it will be a reaction like someone’s pet died, right?”
With that one sentence, I felt like I had fallen from the rooftop to the ground with the sofa I was sitting on. I had been in a good mood, still tipsy from having fun, but now it was completely gone.
“I’m on your side. So, I dare to say this.”
She looked up at me, who had become expressionless.
“If you don’t come to your senses, your remaining family will all die.”
She told me seriously about what was to come.
