Chapter 123 – Mom in the Evening 2

“Everything I have in my life now is thanks to my mother. As much as her mother made me happy, I will make her happy from now on. So, please marry me.”

My sincere confession.
Will this feeling be conveyed to my mother?

“Seonhu-ya…”

Crying voice.
Her mother cried and hugged me.
Clearly, Mom was thrilled.
But it was a subtly different reaction from what I expected.

“I’m so happy. Because the seonhu thought of her mother that much. But…”

But.
But is it…
Also, is it not okay?

“A mother can only be a mother after her death. The name of mother after birth… Can’t just throw it away That’s why she can’t even marry the successor.”
“…”

A different name from my mother’s son, the son’s mother.
I thought I could just throw away the identities of mother and son and get married again.
Could my mother not take it so lightly?

“I’m sorry, Seonhu. I won’t ask you to understand Because this is the heart that my mother kept alone. Even if you tell me, the seonhu will not understand.”
“… Huh.”

She can’t be persuaded if she doesn’t understand.
I’m not going to change her mother’s mind by persuading her.
I didn’t want to force my reluctant mother to marry me.

If I tried to force it, she would do it even if she didn’t like her mother, but that’s not what I want.
All I want is to see my mom smiling happily in her wedding dress.

Can not help it.
You are married to your mother
It may have been a wish that should not have been wished for in the first place.

Even if she succeeds in getting married with her mother’s consent, that’s just the beginning.

This society cannot tolerate marriage with an adopted child.
You don’t know how much criticism and pointing fingers you have to endure.
The criticism will be as strong as the recognition of my mother and me.

I don’t know if my mother would happily agree.
Although she is confident that she will face all the hardships if only her mother is happy.
If her mother didn’t want to, she couldn’t drive her hated mother down that thorny road for my self-gratification.
Therefore.
If she can’t be a mother, let her give up.

“Instead… I’ll think about it some more.”
“Really?!”

To me so discouraged, my mother threw her string of hope.
She sees her mother with her eyes wide open in delight and amazement.
My mother was looking at me with the benevolent smile of her Virgin.

“I don’t know if I’ll really be able to give birth or not, so I guess I’ll know after this drama ends.”
“Thank you! Thanks, Mom!”
“Oh.”

I hugged her mother tightly.

“Mom, I’ll be fine. I will become a man who can protect both mother and child.”

Although the marriage was rejected.
It’s okay though.
Marriage is a formality anyway.
Because it was a formal ceremony that a man would take responsibility for a woman and a child.

I was obsessed with the formality of marriage because I thought it was a necessary procedure to have a child with my mother.
But as long as you can have children with your mother without getting married, it doesn’t matter if you don’t get married.

Even without the recognition of the law and society.
I just need to take responsibility as a husband and father.

“Thank you so much mom. I didn’t know that the seonhu would take her mother so seriously.”

Mom hugs me tight too.
I’ve always been serious with her mother.
For some reason, I always feel like I’m in vain.

I’m glad that even now my feelings have been conveyed to my mother.

“But it’s a successor. If she does give birth to a child, she will give birth to her mother alone and raise her mother alone.”
“Mom? What do you mean?”

… It doesn’t seem to have been communicated.
I am then

“Even if I do, I will not reveal who the father of the child is. Because she will quietly get pregnant and give birth to her mother alone. Treat the successor as her younger brother, not her son.”
“Mom. That’s not allowed. I’m not a cuckoo The reason I started acting was to take responsibility.”

What could be more wonderful than a mother giving birth to her child?

But giving birth isn’t the end.
Sharing the joys and sorrows of raising a child together.
Could that be a real family?
That’s what I want my life with my mother to be.

But to sow seeds and not take responsibility?
She couldn’t just dump all her burdens on her mother.

“Seonhu. Think carefully. What would people say if a mother told her that she had a child after her death?”
“Mom. I’m okay. I don’t care what people say.”

It hasn’t been long since the seizure, but I am a different person then and now.
With my mother, I had the confidence to overcome any hardships or adversities.

“The seonhu may be fine, but what about the older sister? What about the smile? It’s not just her mother and her seonhu that get pointed at.”
“… That.”

Noona and smile… I don’t think I care what other people say.
But that’s not something I can dare to say with my own mouth, even though I’m not the person involved.

“Only Sun Hu is not a mother’s son. So-young and Mi-so are mother’s daughters, right? So her mother’s selfishness can’t hurt her daughters. Because I am a mother Do you understand Mom?”
“Mom, then… It’s hard for mom If that’s the case, I don’t need anything like a child.”

A single mother gives birth to a child.
The world is not so easy that such things are taken lightly.

At my mother’s age.
I don’t know who the father of the child is.
That arrogant great actress Lim Im-hye.

There’s no good scandal to bite into.
I can’t imagine what the world’s eyes will be on her mother.

I don’t know if I’d rather be criticized.
If the accusations were directed only at my mother, I wouldn’t have the confidence to bear them.

“Didn’t you say this is mother selfishness? Mom also wants to have a child after death. Before it’s too late. As long as it’s okay before and after, she really wants to give birth to a mother.”
“Mom…”
“You know your mother’s skills, right? Both Soyoung and Miso are mother’s works. I’m sure the child you give birth to before and after will be much cuter. Mom really wants to meet him too.”

I felt like crying.

“Huh… But if you say that, noona will be sad when she hears a smile.”

I sniffed and laughed.

Me and my mother’s child.
Must be cute there’s no way it wouldn’t be cute
Maybe the cutest thing in the world.

“Mom. I like my daughter.”
“He is. I can’t do that already.”
“I like my daughter, though. What if I give birth to a son like me? They would try to steal your mother, sister, and even your smile.”

If it’s my son, he’ll stay like that.
Good to bet
It’s like this kind of motherfucker.

“Could it be? At that time, my mother will be a grandmother now.”
“If she is a son with my genes, she will love her mother even if she becomes her ho-ho grandmother.”
“Anyway, I mean.”
“Because it’s true.”
“Then, if she is a daughter with her mother’s genes, will she try to take the line?”
“Ah.”

A woman with her mother’s genes.
Mom, sister, smile.
All three of them have a strong relationship with me.

Her mother’s words didn’t sound like a joke to her.

“… After all, you don’t want a daughter to touch your daughter, do you?”
“Mom! What are you looking at me for?”

‘The beast that ate my mother, older sister and younger brother’.
The words of my older sister who referred to me like that come to mind.
A daughter may be added to it, so it may be upgraded to ‘the beast that ate my mother’s sister’s younger sister’s daughter’.

… It is true that I am a beast.
It’s not enough to touch my daughter.
Really. Trust me.
And which is more beastly, touching the mother or touching the daughter, will require an in-depth discussion.

“I really can’t touch it. At that time, my mother would be really angry. That day is the day you don’t see each other.”
“Really. Never. I swear.”

I can’t not see my mother.
If you touch me, I will sleep… No, I cut her finger off.
I can’t sleep because it hurts so much.
Mom will be sad too.

“Okay. I will believe in you before and after. But don’t expect too much from now on, because you don’t know if she can really get pregnant or not. Got it?”
“Mom is so young and in good shape. There’s no way I can’t.”
“Even if your body is fine, even if you try to have a baby, it’s not like that. Some take years.”
“You can do it. I will do it every day until I have a baby.”
“What? No. Then mom can’t stand it.”

I sincerely intended to do it every day.

Everyday mother and child-making sex.
After that, I spend every night talking sweetly with my mom like this.
Ah. Just thinking about it already makes me happy.

“Mom. Then shall we practice? Practice making a child.”
“Now? You’re tired Stop resting today.”
“At all. Are you completely fresh? Look at this.”

I took my mother’s hand and put it between my legs.
A healthy cock was proving my vitality.
After touching my alter ego, my mother blushed again.

“Really. I just think about these dirty thoughts every day. Maybe the mother raised her son the wrong way.”
“What are you talking about, Mom? Where is a filial piety like me? After watching the interview, everyone said they were jealous of my mother.”

An interview video that was previously filmed for promotional purposes.
It was an interview in which my love for her mother was conveyed to the entire nation.
The director was satisfied, and the PR department and actors all praised it.
It can be said that it was a successful publicity video in its own way.

“Hyoja is right. However, there will be no filial son who makes his mother cry as much as the seonhu.”
“I’ll ring you to my heart’s content today. Be prepared, Mom.”
“Seriously, how can I stop the successors? It’s hard for mom, so take it easy.”

Mom closes her eyes when I get close to her face.
He kisses her mother’s lips while placing her hand on her chest.
Above the nightgown, the mother’s big and soft breasts are touched.

If you are pregnant, will your mother produce breast milk?
It’s a mother’s breast where breast milk comes out.
Isn’t it like having the strongest chest equipped with a special move?
A precious mother’s breast milk cannot be taken away from a child.
I haven’t eaten either.
When it starts to come out, I have to drink it all.

And your breasts might get bigger too.
Is it going to evolve from a world-class chest to a GOAT chest?
Oh oh. I’m looking forward to it.

“Ahhh.”

When she put her hand under her, her mother’s body was already getting ready to practice.
She hadn’t kissed her yet.

“Mom. Let’s practice hard.”
“… Huh.”

For mom and my 2 year old.
The child to be born will be good.
Meet good parents.

Even today, I covet her mature body.
Persimmon tastes best right before it falls.
Even today, the mother’s cries echoed in our house until late at night.