Chapter 113 – ***(Promotion of New Work!!) A Mysterious Thing Happened in Indonesia (20)
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Slightly embarrassed, I ask Cha Ye-ryun.
“How… Is that possible? Accessing Mother’s unconscious… Is that… Possible?”
Cha Ye-ryun took a leisurely turn around the purple fountain gracefully.
“The method is simple. With the other person who wants to go into the unconscious… The very moment you form the ‘best bond’, your consciousness will be able to enter the other person’s unconscious momentarily.”
Cha Ye-ryun’s words were so mysterious and heart-throbbing at the same time.
‘The moment when I form the best bond with the other person… Will I go into the other person’s unconscious?’
By that I mean, with mom tonight… You have to do ‘that’ right?
Soon, Cha Ye-ryun smiled and parted her lips.
“Why? Young master? Tonight… Do you think it will be a little difficult?”
I feel a bit ashamed
“Ah… No… More than that…”
“Whoops. That’s it.”
Soon, Ye-ryun Cha approaches me with her graceful gait, first she presses me with her H-cup breasts, then she slowly moves her lips to me.
Cha Ye-ryun licks her ecstatic and soft lips, and then she looks at me with a graceful yet infinitely colorful voice.
“Then tonight~ Please take care of me ^ Youngster^”
“All right. Cha Ye-ryun.”
Like that, Cha Ye-ryun secretly hugs me with her soft arms.
It was strange. Why do I feel a kind of ‘pressure’ on her while feeling the dazzling skin of Mr. Cha Ye-ryun?
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After a while.
I walked with Cha Ye-ryun outside her vast stone building.
A gust of wind caresses her face impressively. And the figure of Cha Ye-ryun walking with a silk dress in such a deep green forest was like a charismatic queen of an ancient oriental empire.
“Cha Ye-ryun? Can I ask you something?”
“You can say anything. Young master.”
“What on earth is this stone building? What are you doing?”
I just thought of this stone building as something like a ‘library’, a collection of famous ancient books.
I couldn’t help but think that way. Inside the stone building, there were a huge number of books neatly arranged!
But…
Eventually, the words that came out of Cha Ye-ryun’s lips were so unfamiliar and completely unexpected.
“Whoops. Guess it. Young master. What kind of place is this…?”
I swallowed and parted my lips.
“Yes. At first glance, it looks like an ancient temple or library…”
Soon, Cha Ye-ryun smiled elegantly and parted her charming lips.
“No~ It’s not an ancient temple, it’s not a library~~”
“Yes? If it’s not both… What the hell is this place…?”
Before long, Cha Ye-ryun and I arrived at the backyard of a stone building where a soft breeze blew.
A dandelion bloomed lonely among the grass.
Just in time, Indonesia’s mysterious wind blows quietly.
And…
The panoramic view unfolding in front of my eyes, I couldn’t close my lips and was slightly surprised!
“Huh… This is… What… Grave?”
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The birds were chirping quite peacefully.
Beneath the lonely trees where the birds made their nests…
Numerous ‘cemeteries’ were built!!
Cha Ye-ryun looked at me and parted her lips with a smile.
“You know now? Young master? What kind of place is this?”
I was dumbfounded. I thought this huge stone building was some kind of ancient secret cult or a huge library.
But…
This mysterious space… Was a ‘grave’!!
This entire stone building… Was a memorial built to commemorate the dead.
Besides, it wasn’t the only thing that surprised me.
Among the names engraved on many tombstones, there was one that was all too familiar!
“Ha… Han Chung-ryul? Han Cheong-ryul’s… Grave? Is it… Here?”
Yes. Apparently, the Chinese characters for ‘Han Cheong-ryul’ were engraved so clearly on the tombstone!!
“This… What is this…”
My breathing quickens without my knowledge.
I must have seen a beautiful boy called Han Cheong-ryul and his mother having passionate sex the other day in an unknown fantasy.
But…
But I’m sure Han Se-an noona said this.
[Hancheong rate? The priest who took care of the children at Hope Orphanage?]
My head is complicated.
The identity of the ‘real’ Han Cheong-ryul is… What is it?
My mother’s beloved lover who might become my ‘dad’?
Or the compassionate priest who looked after the orphans at the orphanage?
…
The moment I watch the grave of Han Cheong-ryul in awe, Cha Ye-ryun, who was watching me carefully, stares at me with her arms crossed.
“No way? Young master? Do you know the audience rating?”
My brain is so confused. Why did I find the tomb of Han Cheong-ryul here by chance?
It felt as if my coming to Indonesia was someone’s detailed and far-reaching ‘plan’.
I parted my lips with Cha Ye-ryun very slowly, facing the mysterious wind of Indonesia.
“Cha Ye-ryun? What the hell… Mr. Han Cheong-ryul… What is your true identity?”
Soon, with the silk dress fluttering around, Cha Ye-ryun’s lips … I heard the answer I wanted so much.
Cha Ye-ryun touched the tombstone of Han Cheong-ryul with her finger and parted his lips in a very lonely tone.
“Han Cheong-ryul… That’s Mother’s… Real son.”
“Yes? Mr. Han Chung-ryul? Mother’s? Were you his real son?”
…
…
…
I couldn’t help but feel dizzy.
‘Han Cheong-ryul… Mom’s? They were real sons?’
“That… That means…”
If the fantasy I saw last time is correct, the mother and her biological son, Han Cheong-ryul, seemed to be enjoying a close physical relationship.
And…
A child born like that? No way?
No way?
Me…?
My heart is pounding.
I don’t understand.
No matter how succubus are youma race…
A mother and her son have sex, then give birth to another son like that?
Is this…Possible…?
No, in the first place, the laws and culture of youmas were very different from those of humans.
Even me, didn’t I enjoy the incestuous relationship with my mother too densely?
But… But that’s how you get a ‘child’?
Suddenly my heart beats
The stomach becomes nauseous.
However, looking at me like that, Cha Ye-ryun elegantly removed her lips.
“Do not worry. Young master. The relationship between the Bocchan and Mother… Because Mother can never get pregnant.”
“That… That… Is it?”
Cha Ye-ryun parted her lips as her beautiful straight hair fluttered in the mysterious wind of Indonesia.
“Han Cheong-ryul is Mother’s first real child! And the ‘other’ lineage obtained through the relationship with that biological child is…”
Cha Ye-ryun caressed my cheeks with her soft hands and parted her lips.
“Exactly, Bocchan!”
“That… That…”
“But don’t worry. Mother has already been pregnant twice. It is the unwritten rule of succubus. Getting pregnant is as difficult as picking stars from the sky, but we succubuses can only get pregnant twice.”
“Okay…”
Soon, Cha Ye-ryun hugs me with her soft arms. Cha Ye-ryun’s H-cup breasts press me so snugly.
“You know now, right? Why does Mother care so much for the young boy? If the young master is lost, Mother’s lineage will be lost forever.”
Something like that…
When I first looked at her mother’s subconsciousness with a love note, I just thought of her as a tragic actress who had memories of her mother being raped by the president of her agency.
But there were so many secrets of such a mother.
My mother was not just an actress, but a succubus who has lived a longer life than anyone else in the world and has been bewitched by all humans.
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Wait?
Unknowingly, I frowned.
Obviously, when I first saw my mother’s unconscious, it was written like this.
[When I was 17, I got pregnant by the president of my agency. At the age of 17, Han Chae-ryun left her child in her orphanage. Even now, she still misses that baby.]
…
What the heck… Is that so…
There was only one conclusion!!
When the mother was ‘human age’ and around 17 years old, being ‘the president of her agency’ who raped her mother…
…
As soon as?
One audience rate?
…
In other words…
That raped her mother…
Mother’s son? One audience rate?
…
Suddenly my heart beats fast
‘Okay! The sex I saw in my last fantasy!! The sex between my mother and Han Cheong-ryul gave me a very strange feeling.”
At that time, while her mother was being beaten and eaten by Han Cheong-ryul, she was making a strangely sad expression along with pleasure!!
‘That means… The fantasy I saw then… My mother’s real son, Han Cheong-ryul… Who violated my mother… Scene?’
…
Suddenly, the strength in the hands and feet is relaxed.
Now we can see the truth of the matter
Mom is…
To Han Chung-ryul, the chairman of the agency and the mother’s son…
Being raped…
…
I gave birth to Kang Si-hyeon…!!