Chapter 206: Mother’s Home

What is this?

Is this motherly love?

For me, who has made the biggest mistake of my life, one that could never be undone,

My mother’s voice is warm.

Her breasts are large. I want to embrace her.

I felt my cock twitch, failing to grasp the situation, as if asking, "Is now the time?"

Mother, why are you wearing a shirt with such a revealing neckline?

"Yes. Yes. I wish I could. If possible, I’d like to help my mother retire too."

Can I really do it!?

Don’t underestimate a Fleshlight collector!

I didn’t step forward because it seemed better to be gently stroked like a child at the moment, but the situation felt slightly unfair.

"If you run away, **Yuna** and **Cleo** will hold the baby’s hand and chase you to the ends of the earth to claim child support. So put that thought aside."

"I’m not thinking that way."

"Really? Your mother can tell you everything. What Ren is thinking."

Embrace.

My mother hugs me with her breasts.

Surprisingly, I didn’t have any lascivious thoughts for about three seconds. Because I knew where that softness came from.

This mother thinks of me as if I were her own child.

"Did you skip school yesterday? Are you planning to do the same today?"

"I’ll go. Surprisingly, I had been attending school very diligently up until then."

"Really? Huh? You’re not lying?"

Squeeze!!

Even though I don’t have breasts as big as Yuna’s, I still can’t move freely because I’m engulfed by a large bosom.

I cannot openly touch or suck on them because they are my mother’s breasts.

I can only feel flustered.

"Men grow up so quickly. Really..."

"I’ll take responsibility and bring all my younger sisters with me."

"That’s only natural. Now... I’m going back to scold the kids. Ren, you mustn’t interfere."

"Scold them?"

I let it go, didn’t I?

"They are at the age where they need scolding!"

My mother’s suppressed anger was directed at my two younger sisters!

"Mom! Your seat! While you were away!"

"Kyaa! Ooh! Ahh!! Mom, I did wrong!"

"I’m sorry..."

I soon returned to the room.

and I saw my two younger sisters kneeling on the sofa, their soles exposed as they received punishment with a cane.

"Did you do it wrong or not?!"

Yuna was crying as the soles of her feet were struck. It was a strangely sexually arousing scene.

"Ugh... I’m sorry...!!"

"Tell me what you did wrong!"

"Still, as a student, I... I’m sorry for tempting my brother."

Slap, slap, slap!!

Yuna’s mother’s fiery whip lashed mercilessly against her soles. Next, it was Cleo’s turn.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

"Cleo!"

"Y-yes... Yes!! Y-yes...! I won’t ever skip the academy again, I promise! *sniff* I’m sorry, Mom..."

"Anything else?"

"Ah, um, I encouraged my brother... to finish inside... I’m sorry...!!"

... ...

I shouldn’t interfere. If I interfere...

The two younger sisters looked at me with pleading, tear-filled eyes. Turning away from them was difficult.

"What are you looking at your brother for?!"

"*sob*!!"

Before school,

After their soles had been lashed to the point that it was painful to walk, they hobbled over to me, their eyes filled with tears.

"Brother... Are you okay?"

"Did our older brother not scold you too much? We’re sorry; it’s because of us."

"..."

I held my two younger sisters tightly in my embrace.

"I’ll protect you both, no matter what happens."

Pervert gauge, reset.

**Mira** looked at me disapprovingly as I returned to being a hopeless romantic.

I returned to my room to prepare for school, and she stared at me the entire time.

"Heh... I should have involved your mother too."

"... Can you please not mutter things like that behind my back?"

"Ren doesn’t realize how incredible **Nadine**’s vagina is. In the story, she’s more than just a younger sister."

"Nadine?"

My mother’s name was **Nadine Ashford**.

"... It’s been a while since I’ve heard a name like that. It’s nice. But what kind of culture is this?"

"You shouldn’t question those things in a game."

The game’s shield is quite convenient, right?

Nadine Ashford’s children are named Yuna and Cleo.

The adopted child’s name is Ren Asahi. Anyone can see that the adopted ones are more like younger sisters.

"If I really have to explain, this Korea is from a parallel world that has followed a slightly different path."

"Fine. I won’t pry."

I cut her off, thinking the explanation would be too long, and Mira puffed her cheeks in response.

"Hmph. You have a long way to go before becoming a perverted hero, Ren!"

"Give me a break, considering what I did yesterday. If I had touched my mother too, I would have been something other than human."

"What are you trying so hard to protect?"

"Um... everyday life?"

"Isn’t it only natural for pretty heroines with Ren’s pubic hair on their lips to wake you up in the morning by sucking your cock?"

"..."

No...

No matter how extraordinary my physical abilities are, I think my brain would melt if I lived like that every day.

It almost melted once, in fact.

"Brother!"

At that moment, Yuna knocked on the door.

Ah, time wasn’t frozen, was it?

As I slightly open the door, my beautiful sister, impeccably groomed and dressed in her school uniform with an apron, smiles at me.

"I’ve ironed your school uniform, brother."

"Thank you."

Wearing my school uniform, I walk downstairs, and everything feels like a lie—the room was in chaos just a few hours ago.

"Ren, are you here? Let’s eat."

With the return of the de facto head of the household, our mother, everything went back to normal.

Well, not everything—there was definitely a change.

"Oh~lder~bro~ther!"

Cleo hugs me from behind.

"Let’s eat, Cleo."

"Oof~!!"

The family, once plagued by discord with Ren Asahi at the center, had finally found harmony. The two of them, with my child now fertilized in the womb... Despite this, there were no feelings of anxiety or regret about their decision, and they greeted each morning with loving glances exchanged between them.

Today’s breakfast menu consisted of spicy pepper japchae, bulgogi, and doenjang-jjigae (soybean paste stew).

*Slurp*.

Ah, it’s delicious!

"Oppa, is it good?"

"Yes, it’s delicious, Yuna."

My gaze drifts to my mother, Nadine. I think I can see where Yuna and Cleo’s genes come from. She is just a little over 160 cm tall, similar in height to Yuna. Although she appears to be in her late 20s at most, her subtly sharp eyes give her the air of a "beautiful older sister who is difficult to approach."

Having changed into comfortable clothes and tied up her hair, I sneaked a glance at Nadine, only for our eyes to meet unexpectedly.

"Why? Is Mom too pretty?"

"...Ahem. I apologize."

I nearly choked on my doenjang-jjigae!

"Mom, you can’t steal Oppa away from me."

Huh? Is Yuna sensing danger and asserting her boundaries?

"Don’t worry, neither of you will steal the brother you love. And, what did mom say earlier?"

The two let out a sigh in the middle of eating.

"Academy students."

"Behave like students."

Heh...

I was caught laughing as if it were someone else’s business.

"Ren, after the academy, you should talk to me."

"...Yes."

This time, the younger sisters giggle.

"Have a safe trip. Be careful inside the dungeon."

"Yes~!"

"Yep! Mom!"

The sisters seem happy that their mother is back. Their voices have a different energy.

"Act like a student. No matter where you are!"

Without responding to that,

The two sisters quietly showed their underwear to their brother.

"...Brother. Hurry and look! Mine’s black."

"Big brother, today mine’s white."

...Ah.

The *Lustbound* tradition, the sister’s O’Fanmu, continues.

You’re not looking, are you?

I hugged and deeply kissed both Yuna and Cleo without Nadine knowing.

To my future wife, this much is nothing.

"Show everything!"

Yuna and Cleo quickly run away.

I, too, hastened to leave my abode. The morning’s fair weather graced the day with its presence.

Never did she expect to witness such a vulgar scene...

After sending her naive daughters off to the academy, Nadine heaved a long sigh.

She had always thought of them as exemplary daughters who behaved well even when away from their mother, but their actions were far too excessive, as if they were no longer innocent children.

Her thoughts of the future only brought darkness to her vision.

’Was Ren always this handsome?’

As the room lay dimly lit before dawn, his face kept flickering before her eyes. It seemed as if he had spent quite a heated night with her younger sisters; his slightly opened eyes, unironed clothes, and faintly parted lips all exuded a sense of decadence.

She didn’t recall adopting such a sexy, handsome man.

’Children grow up fast, they say.’

Could it really be the same person?

Nadine found herself giggling at the thought.

When she saw her naked daughters shivering and flinching on the couch or the floor, she was determined not to let whomever had touched them go unpunished.

Yet, the moment she faced Ren, she didn’t even feel anger.

It was because she could understand, in one fell swoop, how her grown-up daughters could allow themselves to go so far as to let a man ejaculate inside them. Nadine was a woman, too. She thought that, if she had lived under the same roof with such a man during her virgin days, she would’ve had passionate sex every single day.

’What am I doing, imagining such things about my own son?’

Nadine vigorously shook her head. She had believed that her pure heart, the one drawn to the opposite sex, had been completely extinguished more than a decade ago. But seeing it wriggle to life again, it was clearly quite tenacious. This deep, heavy, unfulfilled desire was like the desperate last dance of a mature, aging female.

At first, she merely endured it. Later, she suppressed it with alcohol and cigarettes, and thus it had lain dormant for over ten years.

’...Being young really is wonderful.’

Upon reminiscing, the scene appeared to be more than just the exuberance of youth—it was youth that had exploded. Nadine believed that even if it was a reckless game of playing with fire, as long as she could look back on it later and recall how much fun and happiness it had brought her, it was worth it.

She didn’t want to chastise herself too harshly.

’But to think that both of them engaged in unprotected sex, leading to pregnancy...’

*Thud!*

Nadine slammed the table for no reason.

’...I need alcohol.’

Swinging her sizable hips, she rummages through the refrigerator. Nadine’s friend, canned beer, was naturally absent from the fridge.

’Should I go out and buy some...?’

Nadine, who ventured out to the convenience store in light attire, caught everyone’s attention.

Though it was not unheard of for an exotic beauty to reside in modern Korea, Nadine was excessively attractive.

A platinum-haired stunner whose origins of **Yuna** and **Cleo**’s genes were immediately apparent.

Her beauty was so striking that it created an atmosphere that deterred others from approaching her easily.

Unbeknownst to her,

She felt as if she had already let go of everything, resulting in somewhat clumsy body movements.

She even yawned openly, a consequence of inadequate sleep the night before.

"Miss, do you attend the academy here?"

"Huh?"

Nadine slightly opened her eyes in response to the audacious male student’s attempt.

"Who, me?"

"Third-year student. Can you give me your number?"

"..."

’These days, kids are good at flattery,’ thought Nadine.

"I’m a mother."

"What?"

The male student’s eyes widened.

"I said, I’m a mother."

"Ah, um, sorry."

Nadine sighed. As she picked out a few cans of beer and returned to her cigarettes, she endured the stares that could only be described as the destiny of a beautiful woman, but Nadine remained indifferent.

In truth, she found that Korea was more respectful towards her than other places. When she went abroad, it wasn’t uncommon for strangers to brazenly touch her. As Nadine walked down the street, numerous men would pass by, making crass remarks like, "Hey, sexy cat."

Everything in her life was carefree. She had never considered romance. She imagined she would grow old in peace and eventually pass away, her only concern being to raise her daughters well. A single can of beer would suffice to accompany her to the grave.

*Yawn.*

Nadine placed the chicken skewers she had bought as a drinking snack in the microwave and settled onto the sofa. While mindlessly browsing TV channels, she stumbled upon a quaint household account book written by Yuna.

’I can’t believe she still uses one of these.’

Nadine hadn’t even bothered with such a thing when she was a newlywed. The charming account book was adorned with a cover featuring plump rabbit characters, which Yuna adored.

No one had likely ever unfolded it, except for Yuna herself.

"Hmm."

Nadine, driven by curiosity, opened the account book. Expenses and income up until now were detailed in handwriting.

’Sexy lingerie... what’s this?’

This was the underwear Yuna had recently purchased.

’Writing something like this in the account book is practically an open invitation.’

It was a moment when a reasonable conjecture emerged that a few brakes might have been applied before it escalated to ’such a vulgar affair.’ A healthy man, brimming with vitality, would consider it an achievement to withstand his sisters’ carnal assault for even a day. Right. They’re pretty because they resemble me.

’They’ve started to earn quite a bit.’

[Yuna: 950 coins]

[Cleo: 1,750 coins]

Nadine couldn’t help but admire Cleo and Yuna’s earnings within the academy. It was reassuring to see that they seemed to be doing better than her at the prestigious academy. In the future, they would need money far beyond this amount, but...

’Huh?’

[Ren Asahi: 300,000 coins]

(Footnote: My big brother is the best.)

"What is this?"

I must have seen it incorrectly.

300,000... coins? 300 million won...

No matter how I examined the household ledger, Ren Asahi’s share in this month’s profit was unfathomable.

Did Yuna make an error in her record-keeping?

’...It’s not the kind of money one can earn by simply attending the academy.’

Could he have ventured into a forbidden area?

Strange. So strange...

Although I’m uncertain about his exact level, I recall hearing from Cleo that Ren’s academic performance was far from impressive.

Is it different now?

’Hmm... He must have written it as a joke.’

Regardless, her mother added the cost of today’s canned beer, cigarettes, and side dishes for alcohol beneath Yuna’s tidy handwriting.

’Academy life, stay strong. Everyone. And please, allow mom to retire.’

Nadine had grown weary of overseas expeditions.

How joyous it would be if someone could free her from the shackles of this labor.

They say that there will be more children joining the family within a year.

’So many blessings. Overflowing. Hahaha. *sobs*...’

Nadine chuckled and let the beer flow down her throat.