Chapter 73 – Chapter 10 – Pervert Family Reconciliation

* Chapter 10 – How to reconcile the pervert family (2)

It seemed to come slowly.

Things have come to an end, won’t you come?

First of all, the house was a mess, and the other side naturally gathered there because they didn’t want to talk when the sister came downstairs from her upstairs. The unidentified priestess and the large amount of offerings beyond the large partition were for us, so I involuntarily said. Last time I went there ignoring sincerity, so I was greedy enough to think it was a bit excessive.

“Does it fit in your mouth?”

“Eh, it’s got a lot of alcohol too! It’s a pity that I just ignored it the other day!”

“Then I’m glad.”

“Heh… It’s not nice to drink while you’re hurt.”

Even as I said that, Hongmae poured me a drink without leaving my side from earlier. The bandage on my forehead is falling off, and the naked women who work here kindly help me with everything from disinfection to local anesthesia and stitching. I know that anesthesia is dangerous in this situation, but today I couldn’t stand it without drinking, so I put up with my head being foggy and enjoyed the tingling of my forehead.

“Then I’ll go hook. I’ll prepare tea, so enjoy it in moderation.”

“I’d rather have fallen behind. Her daughter is old enough to stand on her own. Rather than let her fight with her sister, wouldn’t that be better?”

“Dad!”

“Both of them were things I was proud of… I wonder if one year was told to get married and another year was told to fuck him…”

Maybe it’s because he’s drunk, and he makes vaguely annoying noises. I knew I was taking out my anger on my daughter with a meaningless mutter, so I quickly shut up, but the priestess behind the partition in front of me and Hwa-hyang, who brought us all the way, giggled back and forth behind me at the same time.

“Still, it’s good that I’m alive! I’ve been watching the situation from the outside, but when that busty bitch took a picture of her face with a scooter, I wondered if I should rush right in! I’m out of here, but you’re too formidable!”

Fucking year.

I don’t give in or eat because of someone else’s wounds.

“For me, it’s more that my dad is weird than that crazy bitch. I know my dad’s past, so I firmly believed that he wouldn’t touch me, and I know he was betrayed, but he didn’t listen to me even though I wanted to do it. I’ve done shit…”

Contrary to her blushing sigh, the priestess spread her palms while enlarging her silhouette. She said in a low voice as if she was seducing her opponent, her posture, spread out wide as if she was about to hug something, was still fixed.

“But you know this? Outside, no one acknowledges the relationship between the two of you, doesn’t understand the situation you’re in, much less worries. Mr. Sang-moon in particular knows that, so when Hwa-hyang comes to pick you up, he looks natural. Didn’t you come this far? I see this as proof that the town is adapting. It also means that they are giving us trust.”

“Don’t interpret it too broadly. I’ve never lived a life so loose as to trust a woman I don’t even know her face.”

“But are you doing it?”

“…Very little.”

“Then we have to answer that much.”

Right after she finished speaking, what appeared to be a play tool for an enema came up on the table.

… Is this again

“What are you giving us for?”

“You can take it as the meaning of using it when you are in trouble.”

“You think you’re going to use something like this because you fought with your daughter! Get rid of this hideous thing right away!”

“But you’re in trouble? So are we. We’re Sang-moon’s family, so we didn’t touch it at first, but we’re extremely sensitive about outsiders rampaging.”

“Don’t worry about that! I don’t intend to tell you about the situation inside the village, and there’s nothing to be known!”

“Even so-“

As if to cut off her priestess, Hwa-hyang, who was behind her, approached her, placed the soles of her feet on my shoulder, and lowered her waist.

What kind of shit would this be?

Do people look like idiots because they drink alcohol after taking an anesthetic?

“Old man. I’m not asking you to show sincerity, but you’re a person here now, right? You’ve gotten used to the village and are favored by the priestess. Just give it a shot.”

“It’s a bitch and nabal, and if you calm down today or tomorrow, you’re going to go out again with a shameless face that nothing happened. As far as I know, I heard that the day when it’s open to the general public here is quietly spent without flicking hands? I’m planning on sending her out sometime around tomorrow, so do I need to do useless work until then? Just leave me alone. She was my daughter no matter how she looked like that.”

“I’m not really doing it for us. You’re just worried about me.”

“How can you say you’re worried about me and you’re going to destroy the rest of your daughter?”

“You know that, too?”

“What are you sick of?”

“Will that tough bitch come once and not twice? Where is the proof that the crazy bitch who slams a scooter in the face doesn’t go out and brag about you? If things get bigger with that, it’ll be a nuisance to us too, but that’s all. Are you considering it?”

Recalling her sister-in-law’s Mu Depo personality made her stitched forehead feel open again. Hongmae hurriedly slaps the soles of her feet and curses her to get rid of them, but there is nothing wrong with Hwa-hyang’s actions.

“So what.”

“I’m leaving the judgment to that person. I know that it’s hard because my father has circumstances and now he says that he’s a daughter even if he fucks with twins, so if we ever have to mess with your daughter, we’ll give you the authority to handle it instead.” Beggar.”

“In the end, isn’t it the same thing to be chosen as a personality?”

“Even if it’s the same as being picked, you know very well what the clean-up will be like the moment it’s left in our hands, right?”

Our eyes turned to the women on the wall. They are shells whose personalities are pulled out and flushed down the toilet, completely dead. If there was an uproar in the village and a character was pulled out, it was obvious that the sister-in-law’s body would also stand there blankly, and she would spend her whole life like that.

“…After all, it’s my fault. There’s no way to deny this.”

“It’s not Dad’s fault.”

“That’s not it, I’m talking about the last time you changed your profile picture and spread nude videos to play as a teaching assistant. If I hadn’t thought of that and stopped you straight then, you probably wouldn’t have known we were living like this until now, but you showed it too openly.”

“But I’m sure they got caught someday.”

“Even if it was, you wouldn’t have thought we were having sex this hard.”

“That’s my dad’s idea. I have a desire to show off just as much as my dad, so I’m sure it will be like this in the near future.”

“Hmm…”

Hongmae didn’t say anything that was considerate of me, but she said that she really thought so, which put my mind at ease. The incident happened because of my stupid actions, so I still feel guilty, but it’s better than before.

“Then, we’ll take this. If something happens that we can’t handle, can we contact this side?”

“Yes. It’s relieved that Hongmae accepted it straight away, unlike her dad.”

That’s right, but I want you to stop actively targeting your sister’s butthole.

No matter how bad the relationship is, isn’t it?

Rather, as she was impressed by the good feeling she had with the priestess, she continued to ask strange questions without finishing her words.

“By the way, are you getting along well with Geum-ryun?”

“Are you asking that at this timing?”

“Was it too explicit?”

“Yeah. I see there’s something with gold lotus, but they didn’t tell me about it?”

“Even though he died, he was a resident of our village.”

“Do you think that I’m not even a retard, and that’s all?”

“There are other reasons, but that’s all for now.”

Thinking that there must be a bit of a fucking relationship here as well, she didn’t deliberately ask, and she finished drinking.

At this time, it was natural for Hyeyoung’s name to come to mind.

“Her personality was mixed with Hongmae’s personality, but they asked me to do something about it. Hongmae, Geumryun, and Ji’s personalities are all very seafood jjamppong? I told you what to do the other day, so why are you neglecting it?”

“For a brief experiment… I was wondering if she’d be fine soon, but I didn’t expect three personalities to mix. How is she now?”

“He was under the influence of Hongmae and begged me to marry him again. It must have been that he received Hongmae’s affinity for her, so I really liked it.”

“The fact that he was influenced by Hongmae means that he took her personality and stuffed it into her daughter’s anus.”

“Don’t be so explicit.”

“It’s clear he’s adjusting well to our town, seeing as he enjoys playing pervert so blatantly.”

“Fuck you.”

“Yes, my pervert father who starts cursing when he has nothing to say~♪”

“Who is the pervert father?”

“I wonder what kind of pervert play you did in that state, but now I’m more curious about Hyeyoung’s influence than that.

“It’s not really my thing, so it’s good to take it as it is.”

“As usual, the warehouse is littered with garbage, so if it gets messy any more than that, the believers will have a hard time.”

Are you treating the human body as garbage?

Thanks to this, Hongmae and I are enjoying each other well, but this village is crazy.

“You’re empty and you have no intention of staying here today. May I ask you something to finish the story?”

“What kind of request. You should never talk about asking someone to soak you.”

“I know you’re a former mobster, but I don’t want that much. It’s a small request related to the village.”

I wanted something for her, so I pressed her forehead with my index finger as if to suppress her drunkenness and pain, and glared at her partition. Then, with an exaggerated movement, she put her hands together on her cheeks and asked me with a cute movement.

“Apart from having savings, I was wondering if you would need a lump sum of money, and you don’t have any plans to work in the village. In particular, since there is a shortage of male workers, I think everyone will be happy if Mr. Sangmoon helps. What do you think?”

“People are smart, but you don’t think I don’t know the meaning of the request I just made…”

“There is that, but it also has a normal labor meaning.”

“Do both?”

“I’ll make Faye nice.”

“Hmm.”

When I turned my gaze to Hong-mae, our cute daughter put on an uncomfortable expression, but she couldn’t come out strong because she knew that she was causing a nuisance by talking about money. I also didn’t want Hongmae to make such an expression, so I was thinking of refusing at all costs, but it’s true that she needs money just like she said.

“Can I answer this after work?”

“Yes. It’s not hard enough to go against Hongmae’s planting, so it would be nice if you were concerned about that part.”

“It’s like a raccoon…”

This is especially true for the part where I talk about the planting of Hongmae rather than my complexion as I do direct labor.

You make it hard to refuse, a ghost bitch.

“When are you going to show your face?”

“After I’m done with this job, why don’t we make a promise to show each other openly?”

“Okay. First of all, if I want to do something, I’ll have to finish buying and selling.”

“I hope it’s just a joke without anything happening.”

“That’s right.”

I can’t help but laugh at the point when I intuitively feel that it’s impossible.

Desen’s first daughter.

I don’t know if that personality had died even a little bit, but if it was still like that, we had to do something with our own hands in the end.

‘… Let’s contact Jayong for now.’

In the end, it was confirmed that the decision was made, so I picked up my cell phone and called him after a long time. She tried to lie, saying, ‘It’s been a while since she met her sister-in-law. She might be staying here for a few days.’

By the way, who would have known that the breathing that barely subsided here would happen again?

As soon as I called, ‘Hyung-nim, is the sister-in-law taking care of her again? Then that’s fine. Now I won’t be scratched by my wife and I’ll live a quiet life.’ The words popped out, and I thought I’d drank her alcohol while she was under anesthesia.

He’s the real father

I am step father.

──I thought it was a fucking relationship.