Chapter 4 – Going to School

When she woke up in the morning, her mother was already awake and not beside her.
She smiled pleasantly, and stretched her body while lying down, but her lower leg felt heavy.
I slipped my hand into her panties and tried to catch it.
It was a pleasure to catch a big and thick stick.
‘Since my body is getting younger, I’m sure it responds well in the morning. Oh, I’m proud of it.’
While kneading things that had become hard for a while and touching her youthful body, she became curious about her younger siblings.
Looking to the side, my younger siblings are still dreaming.
She quietly approached and looked down at her siblings’ faces.

My younger sister Jin-hee, who is now in the first year of middle school, and her youngest brother Sung-hoon, who is in the sixth grade because her birthday is early, entered a year earlier.. For some reason, he looked friendly and cute.
I fought really hard with her younger sister, Jin-hee.
No matter what I tried to do or where I went, her sister always tried to copy me.
I used to beat her sister ignorantly because it bothered me.
Seonghun, the youngest, was extremely ill when he was young, to the extent that he went to the hospital every day.
So when my height is 188cm and my sister is 170cm, the youngest only grew to 173cm.
Being the youngest, I was always sick with a pity, and maybe it was because I was a boy, so I always took care of the youngest.
As a result, her younger sister, Jinhee, always followed us around to snuggle up among her brothers.
He even tried to follow me when I went to meet my friends, so I parked him in an alley and ran away.
Now that I think about it, I think Jin-hee really liked her brother who was good at studying, tall, and good at fighting.
So she wanted to be with me like that, but I was bothered by that.
My younger sister, who was always hit and cried, started yelling at me and arguing with her after she entered middle school, and I hit her again for not being mean.
As a result, the relationship got worse and worse, and from then on, she started to be like an enemy.
After I got married later, I became completely estranged, so even after hearing the news that I was in prison, I never came to visit him.
‘Oh, Jin-hee, this bastard’s thorns. She’s been sleeping well after making her brother feel bad about it.’
She was quite tall for a first-year middle school student, but she was skinny and a bit dark and very cute Jin-hee.
Wearing shorts and a short-sleeved T-shirt with a pink character on her face, she was sleeping with the blanket over her head.
She was sleeping like a kid, a cute girl.
‘Is this young and cute thing going to become the rice cake stand after giving birth to two children?’
When I thought of her aunt, Jin-hee, who gave birth to two children in the future, I laughed at the strange sense of separation.

Seong-Hun, the youngest of Jin-Hee, who was lying on her side and sleeping, also looked at her.
When I looked at the cute Seonghun sleeping curled up, my heart felt tight.
He liked it so much that his older brother went to Seoul National University, and even though he was accepted into the architecture department at Myongji University, he gave up college and went to work at a printing shop in Chungmuro ​​because his family was in a difficult situation and it was difficult to pay for college at the same time as me.
Even though I was married and had a son, when I was in prison, he came to visit me once every two weeks and gave me pocket money even in the midst of difficult circumstances.
When I was making good money working at an investment company, he had never reached out to me, but rather, he was the guy who gave me 1 million won for pocket money after I got out of prison.
My lovely youngest brother, Seong-hun, whom I always put on my arm pillow to sleep with since I was little.
Now that I think about it, although I didn’t express it, it seems that my younger siblings thought of me as their idol.
‘Now, you guys will never suffer. I’m responsible for all of you.’
I made up my mind and came out.

When I came out to the kitchen, my mother was preparing side dishes to pack our lunches.
She was frying anchovies in a small pot on an oil stove in one corner of the cramped kitchen.
Not the right height for squatting, her mother gathered her skirt and tucked it between her legs, sticking her ass toward the door and rattling her torso with a hand and a spoon.
It was strangely stimulating as the panty line stood out on her ass that was sticking out from behind.
It would be normal for a normal guy in his teens who still doesn’t know how to look good, rather than a mature woman in her 30s, with pretty girls her age.
However, I only have the body of a teenager, but the eyes that see me are a middle-aged man in his 40s.
When I saw the back of her mother, a woman in her thirties, who was ripe for her farming, I involuntarily swallowed her saliva and looked at her in awe.
The woman with the beautiful back in front of me right now is my mother.
The same happened last night, and then, strangely, it looked like a young woman rather than a mother, and I didn’t find it strange.
It was a strange sense of difference.
It was probably a phenomenon that arose from the sense of gap between memory and reality as the mind of a 40-year-old entered the body of a teenager.
I just felt the familiarity of being a mother, the apologies for not being able to live for more than 40 years, and the joy of looking at a young woman in her 30s.

I went up to her mother and gave her a soft hug from behind.
“Good morning mother? You’ve been struggling since morning. Thank you. And I love you.”
She gave her mother a light kiss on the cheek.
“Uh? Uh. Is my son awake?”
Mother gave an awkward smile.
It was so cute and pretty.
‘My mother also had this kind of bridesmaid side.’
Holding her mother still made my stuff hard again.
My current body is that of a 17-year-old.
This is the age at which you automatically get an erection in the morning and get an erection just by touching it.
But holding such an attractive mother behind her, it was natural for her to have an erection all the more.
I gently attached the object to my mother’s buttock and applied a little pressure.
My mother flinched, then turned her left hand around and patted my buttock while telling me to go and wash up.
After giving my mother another kiss on the cheek, I went downstairs to the bathroom.

After eating breakfast and packing lunches, I hugged my mother tightly, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and went down the stairs.
It was so lovely to see her cheeks blush even though she was shy.
Her younger sister, Jin-hee, saw us like that and said, “Hello, what is your brother doing?” He let out a rotten smile.
‘It’s a shameful thing.’

I left the building and took Sung-hoon to school, and it felt new to walk down the old memory path after a long time.
As I remembered each and every shop, stationery, etc. I saw around the road, I smiled broadly without even realizing it.
When I entered the classroom, there were familiar faces that I hadn’t seen before.
Dong-gu, Young-jin, etc.. I saw the friendly friends who I was close to and who led me down the path of corruption.
I saw my friends yesterday and would see them again today, but I had lost contact with them after entering university, so I hadn’t seen them in over 20 years.
When he saw his friends, especially when he saw Dong-gu, his emotions seemed to intensify.
Now, he is only in his first year of high school, but seeing Dong-gu with his clothes and hair styled, it was so tacky that it made me laugh.
‘Children are too young. And look at the skin It’s a complete spirit world.’
I sat down, looked at the kids, and smiled.
“Hey! Seongjin Lee, what are you doing? Why are you laughing earlier?”
Dong-gu, who was talking about the comic book he read yesterday, asked me if his sarcasm was offended.
“No. It’s because I like you so much.”
Dong-gu goes back to his seat as if he saw something he couldn’t see when he saw me smiling.

The class I took after a long time was fun.
I already knew everything about it, but I felt something different when I opened the textbook and listened to the teachers’ classes.
‘What? Was the pronunciation of the English teacher like that? It’s a complete concliche.’
From my point of view, after graduating from Seoul National University and going all the way to the United States, my high school English teacher’s pronunciation was really poor.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve already been through it all, and I know, but I could see the skills of not only my English teachers but also teachers of other subjects at a glance.
The class was so easy that it was bland.
There were teachers I liked and there were teachers I hated, but when I saw them again today, they were all friendly.
It was warm because I liked good teachers, and the teachers I hated were also warm because they were memories.
It was a life lived once again, so everything felt familiar yet new.

After class, Dong-gu asked me to go over to his house.
But now I am not what I used to be.
For some reason, I wanted to hurry home and see her mother.
“Not today. I have to go home early. Sorry.”
She resisted Dong-gu’s temptation and came home, but her mother wasn’t there.
I guess you went to work somewhere else.
After playing at the playground, Seong-hoon came back after a while, and then Jin-hee.
I started washing my younger siblings and making them study.
Her second sister, Jinhee, was unable to study.
In my memory, he was the kid I used to play behind until high school.
Her youngest was good at studying, but I remember that after I taught her about martial arts, she became more addicted than I was and couldn’t study.
Now I felt that I had to make my younger siblings successful.
And he was confident of it.
Because I already know the fate of my brothers…
I looked after my younger siblings’ homework, and I also easily finished my homework.
I already know differential and integral calculus, and I have received high scores on the TOEIC and TOEFL tests.
Just skimming through the contents of the first year of high school gave the answer.
After some time, my mother came.
When she saw us completely different from usual, she was surprised and then smiled and was delighted.
After I finished my homework, I played with my younger siblings on the rooftop until dinner.
Today, I deliberately included Jinhee.
Jinhee liked it so much that her mouth caught in her ears.
She always played with the youngest Seonghun and bullied her, but today, for some reason, her brother asked her to play with her, so Jinhee was excited.
However, it was not so much fun to play again in middle age, which was so fun in the past.
So I told my younger siblings to play and I went into the room.
After a while, my younger sister also came in.
It was because Jin-hee had to go to the daycare center downstairs to learn the piano.
At her mother’s request, the director of the daycare center, who was the deacon at her church, was teaching Jinhee the piano during her free time after the daycare center was over.
Jinhee must have been disappointed that she couldn’t play with me.

Mother was putting on her wig, as if she had time to prepare dinner.
The fan was running, but there were a few drops of sweat on the bridge of my nose, perhaps because it was under the hot lamp light.
I felt sorry for my mother like that.
“Are you tired, mother? Just wait a bit. I’ll make you a lot of money right away.”
He went over to her mother and sat down.
My mother smiled and said, “Okay, make a lot of money quickly and make this mother feel good.”
I went behind her mother and massaged her mother’s shoulders.
“Ooh, that’s cool. My son is a filial son.”
She smiled as the mother paused her wig-weaving hand.
“I can’t, mother. Her mother’s shoulders are too much together. Lay down this way.”

I laid her mother on her stomach and began to gently massage her shoulders.
Starting at her shoulders, he worked his way slowly toward her arms, back, sides, and waist.
Mother let out a faint moan, as if she was cool.
Without thinking, I started massaging her mother, but the sly middle-aged man inside me was caressing her naturally.
Once again, a strange sense of separation developed between the mother and the woman, and I was slightly excited by the feeling of the woman’s flesh on her hands.
I climbed onto my mother’s hips and sat down.
Slowly, he massaged her waist and sides.
It would have been difficult if it had been a massage, but when I felt like I was being caressed, it wasn’t difficult at all, but rather the excitement increased.
As I kneaded the slightly fleshy waist, the feeling of the soft flesh excites me even more.
He kneaded her side and then pushed her open hand up to her armpit as if to sweep it up.
The tip of her finger caught her mother’s breast.
I liked the feel of her soft breasts.
After running her side a few more times to feel her breasts, he turned around on her mother’s hips in the opposite direction.
She started by kneading and sweeping up her mother’s ankles and calves.
After feeling the smoothness of her calves, he gradually slipped his hands down her skirt and moved them toward her thighs.
Her mother’s body flinched when the back of her knee was strongly stimulated.
He pressed his hand close to her thigh and came up with a strong kneading.
The feeling of the flesh on the inside of my thigh that was soft and wrapped around my hand made me tremble.
I put my thumb on the inside of my thigh and stimulated it strongly.
The mother’s body trembled.
As I climbed up to the groin area, I felt a warm feeling on the inside of my thigh.
Turning around again, he sat down on her thighs and grabbed her mother’s hips.
My mother’s hips were bigger than I thought for her figure.
I think it was because I had a wide silence followed.
Her incredible elasticity and softness were indescribable.
He began to vigorously rub the hollow on the outside of her buttocks with the thick part of the palm of her hand.
Mother’s body trembled again.
“Enough now. My son must be having a hard time. Thank you.” He was about to get up.
As I lay forward, I pushed my object into the valley of my buttocks.
Then, she put her hand between her mother’s armpits and cupped her breasts.
“Oh! Why is he like this?”
“Mother’s breasts are so soft.”
I smiled slyly and rubbed my mother’s breasts.
“It’s hot, get out of the way.” While saying this, the mother shook her body.
“Mom, how was it because I gave you a massage? Is it cool?” While doing so, she applied strength to the object stuck in her buttock.
“Okay. It was cool. You are very good at massage, where did you learn it?”
“I didn’t learn it from somewhere, but because I thought I was doing it for my beloved mother, I worked hard,” She continued massaging her breasts.
Fearing that my mother might get angry if I waited longer, I got up and punched her hard into the cleft of her ass.
My mother also got up, but her face was beautifully flushed.