Chapter 93 – Teaching Assistant for S-Class Girl Group at Mother’s Company (End)

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My mom and I were walking down the street after coming down from the red tower.

It was winter with a chilly wind blowing, and time stood completely still at the level of official art here.

Everything on the roadside had stopped.

People walking on the crosswalk…

Cars…

All of that was at a standstill.

Right here in the city center, the only ones moving were me and my mom.

Soon, Mom stopped her steps, turned her head, looked in her direction, and smiled.

“Son? I promise you one thing.”

“What is it? Mom?”

“From now on, never do anything like a dimensional warp without your mom’s permission, like you do now. OK?”

Then, my mother gently hugged me.

Her mother’s breasts were so ecstatic, plump, and sweet.

I also hugged her mother softly with both of her hands.

It was a truly strange place. Perhaps because of her despair that I was gone from her, her coffin painting seemed to completely stop her time in this dimension.

Like a lie, the snow falling from the air was suspended in the air.

‘It’s strange… So strange…’

In fact, now that I am hugging her mother’s soft, slender body, I have so many things I want to ask her mother.

Exactly the existence of a handsome boy named ‘Han Cheong-ryul’ that I saw in my unconscious!

According to the information I have intermittently grasped so far, Han Cheong-ryul is probably the one who forcibly raped her mother Han Chae-ryun 20 years ago.

In other words, Cheongryul Han could be my father.

At the same time, Han Cheong-ryul could be the priest who took care of the orphans at the Hope Orphanage where I grew up.

What the hell… What the hell is right?

I groped her mother’s breast with one of her hands and tried to part her lips on her.

“Mom… I want to ask you something…”

No, asking her mother about the existence of Han Cheong-ryul may itself be a big wound.

Anyway… Even though Han Cheong-ryul could be my father, he was obviously a ‘painful memory’ for her mother, who raped my mother Han Chae-ryun!

“Why? Son? Is there anything you want to ask your mother about?”

My mother opened her lips to me so sweetly.

“Ah… No… Nothing… Nothing… Mom…”

While I say that, my mother strokes my hair and smiles seductively and lovingly.

“Ad-eul~ It’s nice to be with mom, right? Right?”

As if she had forgotten that she was a charismatic actress, she kissed me with a very happy and bright smile.

Feeling her mother’s soft lips, I also smiled and rubbed her mother’s breasts with her palms.

“Haaaaa~ My baby touches mom’s breasts~ I love it~♡”

The mother let out a light moan in a happy yet strange voice, as if feeling it to the fullest.

“Ad-eul~ How much do you love Mommy?”

By nature, I did not like to say unfamiliar things. I just smiled and massaged my mother’s breasts with both hands.

“Ai-ing~ How much do you love mom~ Yes? Our baby?”

Instead of talking, I gently pull down her mother’s black one-piece dress and put her mother’s bouncy breasts into her mouth.

As she sucks her mother’s breasts on the street, her mother moans so intensely and exhales thrillingly.

“Haaaaa”

Just like that, with her eyes closed, she gently hugged me with her slender hands, savoring the pleasure she felt from her nipples to her heart’s content.

In any case, due to this incident, unanswered questions piled up more and more.

The mother who killed Kim Yu-mi’s younger brother in the past…

And the reason Kim Yumi has a lot of affection for me…

In addition, there is the existence of an absolutely beautiful boy named Han Cheong-ryul who raped her mother 20 years ago, who could be my father…

Although my head hurt from various things, one thing was certain.

Right away, ‘Love Note’ is an item with tremendous magical power that protects me until the end!

I suck on my mother’s breast with more force on my tongue.

My mother groaned deeply, as if feeling a lot, and hugged me even closer with her delicate mother’s arms.

“Well ~ I’m so ~ I’m so … Mom’s breasts ~ Ha -an ~ Mom … Mom go away!”

It feels like the mother’s sexy erect muscles have been soaked up. Her mother’s lean back curves like a bow, and then she feels her mother’s long thighs tremble.

“Hauuuuu*x*x, I think mom is going to go~ uh… I think a lot of moms are going!!”

Soon, my mother and I held each other’s hands warmly, and intensely savored each other’s i-cup breasts and tongues.

Right then…

…

All living things in this dimension begin to collapse one by one.

People on the street collapsed one by one like dolls, and the surrounding buildings also began to collapse one by one with a roar.

Surprised, I hurriedly tell her mother.

“Mom? Now… What’s going on?”

As if the mother still couldn’t get out of the pleasure felt in her breasts, she smiled with a thrilling smile of pleasure.

“Perhaps that bitch Guan Ye-hwa… Looks like she’s going to destroy this dimension? Whoops. Maybe it’s a natural result for that year. Because I wanted to have a son who is like my treasure in the first place.”

Saying that, her mother stares at Yehwa Kwan standing on top of the red tower with her bewitching yet sharp eyes.

A cold wind started to blow quite chilly.

I never knew.

Kwan Ye-hwa glares at her mother with a very sharp look on top of the tower.

And towards such an art painting, my mother, who is smiling more dizzily than anyone else in the world, but with a bright smile of victory.

What really happened between the two?

As everything in this dimension collapsed one by one, my mother gently held my hand and smiled.

“Then son? Shall we return home?”

“Yes. Mom.”

Just like that, my mother and I had our last kiss in this crumbling world.

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After a while…

Mom and I returned to the bedroom.

Mom was sleeping with her long, wavy brown hair hanging down charmingly, and she had a very happy smile.

Looking at such a mother, I also felt comfortable.

Strangely, I couldn’t sleep.

Rather, is it a sense of collapse after a major event is completely over? There were so many unanswered questions, but strangely, my body was languid and comfortable, but I couldn’t sleep well.

I look at my mother’s sleeping face with a pretty and happy smile.

My mother must have put in countless efforts over the past three months to save me. When I think of such a mother, a part of her heart swells without my knowledge.

‘That’s right! Okay!! Love Note!!’

At this point, I wanted to relieve her mother’s ‘guilty’ a little bit with a love note.

Clearly, in her unconscious mind, her guilt for leaving me at her orphanage still lingered.

‘Mom worked so hard for me. Manipulate her mother’s subconscious with her love notes. She won’t feel guilty anymore.’

After a while.

I sat in my living room and opened my love note.

With a slight trembling heart, I decided to pick up the pen and fix her mother’s subconscious mind.

The mother’s unconsciousness I wanted to fix was as follows.

〈 Trauma〉
＠ (1st revision) The child Han Chae-ryun gave birth to when she was 17 years old and left her at an orphanage is ‘Kang Si-hyeon’.
@?
@?

I didn’t want my mom to feel guilty about me anymore.

I picked up my pen and made this correction.

@ Chaeryeon Han and Shihyeon Kang are living so happily. There is no more guilt.

‘This should be enough!’

After correcting the trauma part, I feel a little more at ease…

?

But…

That moment…

Something strange happened.

The ‘trauma’ item I wanted to fix was not fixed at all.

To be precise, no matter how much correction was done with the pen, the original writing would be ‘returned’!

“What the hell… What the hell is it? Why isn’t the trauma corrected?”

It was then.

A hologram-like message appears in my field of vision.

[The woman’s trauma has already been edited twice through Love Note.]

[Trauma items can be modified up to 2 times.]

That…

That…

Once in the past, there was a history of the mother’s trauma being corrected?

Who? Someone manipulated my mother’s trauma by using love notes before me?

Come to think of it, my mother had a total of three traumas.

〈 Trauma〉
＠ (1st revision) The child Han Chae-ryun gave birth to when she was 17 years old and left her at an orphanage is ‘Kang Si-hyeon’.
@?
@?

Perhaps one of those traumas marked with question marks was a modified trauma.

‘Who the hell… Who… Used the love note before me… Manipulated my mother’s subconscious?’

In the dark living room, my head was chaos itself.

Just then, a name popped into my mind.

That is the ‘Hancheong Ryul’…

In the scene I saw implicitly in my dream, Han Cheong-ryul was eating his mother, the queen of succubuses, so easily and overwhelmingly.

In front of Han Cheong-ryul’s sexy and small-muscled body, her mother gave her back so easily, and let out a groaning sound mixed with sadness and pleasure.

‘Yes… In the fantasy I just saw, Han Cheong-ryul overpowered my mother so easily! That’s…’

The man who manipulated my mother’s unconscious the other day…

Is it just one audience rating?

It may well be possible. Han Cheong-ryul manipulated her mother, Han Chae-ryun’s subconscious, to make her obedient, and then raped her mother, and the child he conceived was … It could be me, Kang Si-hyeon.

But soon I shook my head.

‘No~ There’s too little evidence to think so easily.’

In addition, if you recall Han Cheong-ryul’s future actions, Han Cheong-ryul was a loving and benevolent priest enough to take care of the children in the orphanage.

But such a priest fixes the unconscious of the succubus queen and eats it?

‘I don’t know what the hell is.’

Anyway, after sitting on the sofa for a while thinking about this and that, the day was bright and the sun was rising.

Only then did I realize that I was out of the level of formalization.

“Whew~ Then, are you going on a trip to Indonesia with your mom next week?”