Chapter 529
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Coaxing Go Seonyul with crude, lewd words hadn’t been the end of it for Go Minji.
The more insurance you take out, the more stable you are! Even if Go Seonyul was quietly lusty and proactive, she wasn’t the kind of woman who’d strong-arm her own mother into sleeping with a man.
At best she’d bring it up a couple times and it would peter out.
Which is why, besides her, another insurance policy was needed—
— ...What did I just hear?
“You heard everything.”
— ...
It was Seonyul’s mother, Go Min-young, herself.
Mother–daughter (Go Seonyul – Go Seon-a) was the strongest “double-up” combo, but if that wouldn’t fly, there was also the sister double-up: Go Min-young – Go Seon-a.
That, too, was a proposal tempting enough for Muyeol’s cock that it was worth priming in advance like this.
Of course, to Min-young’s ears, it was an absurd story.
— You pester me saying there’s an important report, and that’s all you’ve got?
“How is that ‘all’?? Mom, you must be misreading the situation—everyone’s kicking off in earnest.”
— ...
“All the direct line have gathered in either Incheon or Seoul; we can’t sit on our hands.”
— And what does that have to do with me and Seon-a going in to Muyeol together? I don’t see the connection.
“Come on. In a three-way race, the basic play is to ally and knock out the rest. Our mother–daughter pair is in the lead, but the ‘Ha’ pair are right behind, so we push our ‘Seon’ pair to keep them in check.”
— ...
What is this, not even Romance of the Three Kingdoms....
Was she seriously trying to carve up the realm into thirds.
Min-young was dumbfounded by her daughter’s wild line—but what was even wilder was that it wasn’t completely nonsensical.
Catching herself getting half convinced, Min-young let out a small chuckle and continued.
— So you want me to bring Seon-a and go in together?
“I did tell Seonyul to try it with her mom, but honestly the odds don’t look great, so what’s left is the sister double-up, right?”
— True... Muyeol would be the type to like that....
“Besides, he isn’t especially hung up on sex. He’s different from the ‘Ha’ side. It’s obvious which pair we need to shove to last place.”
— ...
That... makes sense...?!
— But with what pretext am I supposed to drag her in? She’ll find it ridiculous.
“Say you’re the eldest and you mean to fulfill the family mandate. Aunt Seon-a roughly knows the lay of the land—won’t she nod in the end?”
— Hmm.
Minji couldn’t see it, but Min-young gave a small nod.
— I’ll broach it.
“Oh?!”
— But I don’t see any need for me to go in simultaneously. If I just give Seon-a a nudge, she’ll get it.
“Even so...”
— And you—stop acting like you’re already the principal wife.... Wake up. You think you can beat the first woman?
“Well—”
Before Minji could answer, the video cut out with a slight curl of her mother’s lip.
“...Is she really my mom?”
Rival or not, she’s still her daughter—this is a bit much...!
I’m over here conjuring up strategy in the grand, big-picture sense!
“Haah, everyone’s gone mad over a man. I, Go Minji, am the only one keeping my head.”
Clicking her tongue in exasperation, she dropped onto the sofa.
In the very spot where Go Seonyul had been sitting just tens of minutes ago, she enjoyed a leisurely coffee for the first time in a while.
“Whichever way you look at it, I’m the principal wife.”
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“Muyeol!!”
A woman came at me the instant I stepped off the AV, arms flung wide...!
A scene I’d seen somewhere before—Go Seonyul dashed in and threw herself into me.
“Haha, t—that’s... quite—”
“Mmh—”
Soft, voluptuous body first, a full-on bodily charge; she pressed in without a gap and mashed her face into my chest.
I shouldn’t think this, but she’s a bit like a puppy.... A different kind of cute than Ddan-ddo, and she’s direct line to boot.
“Did you miss me a lot?”
“Mm-hm! Missed you sooo much!”
If you only listened to the words, she sounded very young, but she was actually a very intelligent woman.
Different field, but roughly comparable to Go Hayan, who specializes in finance?
And obviously not even worth comparing to elementary-schooler Minji.
“Me too.”
“...Really? You really missed me?”
“Yes.”
“Mmngh, it’s like I can’t feel it, somehow.”
“Where exactly are you feeling that?”
I pulled the whining woman in tight and breathed in her scent deeply.
Being fairly blatant about it, Seonyul—who’d charged into me so willingly—flushed bright red and slipped out of my arms.
“A—Anyway. Like I said before, I’m going to live in Incheon now!”
“Yes. I heard it all. I really do welcome it.”
“Mngh—feels like there’s no soul in that~”
“No way.”
Does she have a persecution complex or something....
Seeing her for the first time in a few days since the year-end countdown, she looked pretty suspicious.
Well....
Honestly, I had neglected her a bit. Among the direct line I’d been stuck to pretty much only Go Minji or Ms. Min-young.... I figured Seonyul or Hayoung having complaints was unavoidable.
That’s the weight of a harem. You just have to bear it....
“I’ve been waiting so much for you to come too. Want me to show you? The proof.”
“Huh? Proof? There’s such a thing...?”
“Of course there is.”
I took her hand and gently brought it down to my lower half.
“...!”
The guy standing proudly grew even harder under her touch.
“I could put it in right this second.”
“W-why would you... say it like that....”
Flustered, Go Seonyul turned her head as if to look away, cheeks burning.
But then why... was her hand still stroking.
So lewd.
“Let’s go in first. We can’t just keep standing out here.”
“O-okay....”
I lightly wrapped an arm around her waist and escorted her.
Meanwhile, she pointlessly flushed, then gave a twitchy {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} smile, then suddenly knit her brows for no clear reason, then flushed again... in short, a jumble of unreadable reactions.
She even mumbled inaudible little soliloquies....
It was adorable and hit me with a massive gap-moe.
She had to have a ruthless side, being Koryo direct line—but even a woman like that turned into a demure(?) female at my side.
“I, uh, saw the proposal you sent.... That we’re building the Education Department first....”
“Yes. It’s one of Prestige’s core departments. We have to plant it fast so they can get to work.”
“Then that—”
“But before that, Seonyul,”
“Mm?”
I pressed her to the wall, cutting off her attempt to shift into work mode after a long time away.
“Hya—? M-Muyeol?!”
“Don’t we have something we need to do? Just the two of us?”
“Something we need to do...?”
I kissed her as her eyes trembled, broadcasting a fierce yearning.
She flinched for a moment and then hugged me tight.
Clumsy, but proactive.
“It’s been a while since it was just the two of us—are we really going to work?”
She didn’t think long.
“...No♥.”
And then it was a hot time.
We clung to each other, stripping each other’s clothes, mouths never breaking.
Keeping the kiss going, we tossed our clothes aside at random, and once we were more or less naked, I didn’t hesitate to press between her legs.
“Ah...!”
Go Seonyul’s giddy face I hadn’t seen in so long.
With every thrust, her whole body writhed as if she couldn’t handle how good it felt, moaning with a face that screamed pleasure, and that aroused me more, so I drove harder, and she took all of it, milking me.
As expected.
A Go is a Go.
The sexual chemistry is ridiculous.
“Seonyul, your pussy is really hot.”
“Mm-hmm...! Y-your cock too...!”
Matching my rhythm with a completely melted face, hips rolling, and the moment I was about to cum, she squeezed tight—schlurp—and drew out the semen.
“Hff!”
“Aaang...!”
Sex not in a bedroom but in a place meant for work.
Come to think of it, sex with Go Seonyul usually felt like this.
Our first time was inside the Jeju art museum, and for a whole week after that we went all over the museum having sex.
I remember the times standing, grabbing a leg in a corridor, in a hallway, in a viewing room, far more vividly than any time settled in a bed.
Today felt a bit like that.
Maybe that’s why the sensitivity was even better.
“Ahh... what am I going to do... I’m going to get addicted to this....”
“Then keep doing it. What’s the problem.”
Catching her as she was starting to go limp, I pumped a few more times and finished in a whirlwind.
By the clock, nearly a few hours.
We’d met at a tricky time to begin with, so it felt like we’d blown the whole day—but it was time well spent.
A light break after sex.
Both of us drenched in sweat, breathing hard, we shared cold drinks.
“Ugh— I love your semen too much, Muyeol.”
“Pardon?”
“N-no! Your stamina! Your stamina’s great!”
“Ah.”
“Haa, seriously....”
Even as she sipped, her eyes were scouting my lower half.
We’d gone at it hard, but neither of us looked entirely satisfied.
If we just tossed the work aside and headed straight to bed like this—
“With that stamina... you’ll do it with my mom too, right?”
“Cough!?”
S-so sudden...?
“In the end it’ll happen at some point, and it’s also an obligation....”
“Mm.”
“It’s fine. I’m not the kind of woman who fusses about that.”
Anyone could see she very much was fussing.
“But my mom.... She knows, but she’s not really someone who’s interested....”
“Not interested how?”
“...In sex... she’s not interested. My mom.”
“...”
“Do you know what she told me before? That you should think about relationships rationally. Please. Like a virgin, what does she even know to say something like that...!”
Um....
Surely she didn’t say that out loud to her.
“There’s no way relationships are rational! Right?!”
“Uh... well....”
“Haa....”
After having such a good time, to suddenly say this....
I had no idea what I was supposed to say.
“...I heard this once. Men like threesomes.”
“...”
Who... said that beautifully correct thing.
“I-if I do it with Mom together w-with you... there’s no stronger weapon than that...! Someone told me....”
Blushing to the limit, she said something outrageous; the woman had a way of having no brakes.
“But I thought about it, you know? No matter how I think about it, I don’t see Mom giving permission.”
“Ordinarily... yeah.”
“So here’s the thing....”
Go Seonyul looked up at me with a quietly dangerous gaze.
There was something ominous in it.
“I-I’ll hold Mom down... s-so, do you want to try it once?”
“...Excuse me?”