Chapter 77 – Lee Jun-Seo (Son) – The Daily Life of a Devil’s Son

* Lee Jun-seo (son) – The daily life of a devil’s son (11)

After scraping out her anus with her hands, other seniors stopped Yuna-rin from screaming. Everyone’s mood changed blatantly. His pupils are wide open, and he looks at me with all the alcohol gone. Did you just hear that story? He is asking the question with his eyes his his his. So I said, “I didn’t hear anything? “By the way, you guys are really having too much fun,” He smiled awkwardly and continued with the next king game, ending the day.

After that, I did that shit until right before I went back home. The reason is that even when the game became so hard, I just enjoyed it without saying a word. Now, they went crazy harassing, torturing, and training their rivals, with the expression that it didn’t matter whether their true identity was discovered or not.

Anyway, even Ryona was NG.

A king game where anything is possible.

Is it natural for it to go out of control like that?

Senior Hana, who liked piercings, tied the piercing on her tongue her to her her leash her her her and gave me fellatio on my dick while keeping her tongue sticking out. Senior Yuna Lin, as if something was broken, begged her to pierce her her her her hymen her her her, so he slowly opened it with his her fingers her her her and then gently scratched her her her her G-spot her her her with with his her her her old hand her her her of of of of her. Among them, senior Heo Cho-yeon, who was thought to be the craziest bitch, seemed to think that I had discovered who they were, and stayed submissive all day long, sucking on my toes.

Those three stuck together regardless of the game, and the same was true for Serim senior. This person probably noticed it like senior Heo Cho-yeon did. The person who had been confident like a senior all day asked her politely, “Do you like mixed race people?” And she cheekily said, “I want to keep you next to me to show off,” And she smiled so impressively that she couldn’t show it to other women.

Did a total of two people realize that their identities were revealed?

The rest, um…

They must have been so busy satisfying their own desires that they didn’t notice…

Chikkichikki! How much whipping can this bitch endure?! Starting with the same stupid punishment game, there was also a punishment that involved putting a bunch of eggs in your vagina and hitting your stomach. As if that wasn’t enough, there was a time when a colleague of my age who had the qualifications in that field got tattoos that I liked on the bodies of other women on the spot. There was also a dirty talk contest where women surrounded me and competed to see who could say the most dirty words while I was sitting blankly on a chair. The judging criteria is my dick. The rule is that if a woman stands up in response to a dirty word, she wins. I remember laughing out loud because I won by spitting out dirty words and the rules I didn’t understand were that I got a penalty game.

If I were to expand on what else I briefly did that night…

Smoking a cigarette with your vagina, blowing a pipe with your anus, lifting something heavy by attaching a thread to your nipples, throwing a dart aiming for the clitoris, inserting a rattle into your vagina and shaking it to guess how many were put in by the sound, writing your name with a brush on your butt, and finally taking a group photo. By matching the concept of several chapters…

The last one was especially good. After all, it feels good to take a photo to show off to someone. It’s also like dozens of naked women clinging to me and treating me like a king. Or building a tower with their pussies and butts to make a chair for me to sit on, or lining them up on a play water mat and oiling them up so they stick to each other. Hmm, I have dozens of photos that will likely burn my account for a while, and I also took a ton of videos, so I wanted to upload those as well.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“In its own way.”

“The women told me to keep it, but there will be no problem if I upload it, so I will mosaic it later.”

“Smart.”

Early in the morning, on the way home, the person who greeted me was none other than our monkey…

No, it was a loyal dog.

Dressed in a black suit and miniskirt. The woman, who did as I commanded, her hair swept to one side and her expression impassive, picked me up some distance from the hotel with her men and brought me home.

“I’ll go to sleep and rummage around.”

“Are you okay?”

“Huh… I’m fine, so keep talking… “

After returning home, I faced Jang Moon-young in the living room where everyone was sleeping and the conversation continued.

“At first, my father did not think to open his mouth, but he said it was his intention, so he eventually opened his mouth. The women in the hotel this time were all from the village and were the products I explained last time. Among them, a woman named Lee Se-rim was sent down by her father directly, and I heard that she was a spy to catch some trash among the women.”

“What kind of trash?”

“A group of people who are simply looking for the master’s semen. Those who only want the special power contained in that dick. Or, the basic work to make spares in case the master does not return to the village. It is a filter to filter out such people.”

“Are you saying you want my seed?”

“Yes.”

Moonyoung’s eyebrows furrowed as if that wasn’t the end, and she cautiously uttered one more word.

“And, your father. Those involved in the death of Lee Mun-san, who should have been the next village chief, may be caught.”

“… … “

My father’s death was a heart attack.

Or, sudden, sudden death.

However, this bitch named Jang Moon-young said that when she first came to our house, her father had been hit by a car. He doesn’t seem to know yet that it was a mistake. Or maybe he forgot to be silenced…

Either that or…

‘It is certain that there is something in the village.’

I wasn’t interested because I didn’t know how or where he might have died out of resentment if he had that human personality. The way he died made a difference, but as long as it didn’t harm me, that was fine. Rather than that, women’s stories are more important now. Listening to the story of someone who is already dead will only make you feel bad.

“You really don’t have any feelings for your father. “I thought he would be a little surprised.”

“I lived that kind of life. I’m not so self-deprecating that I say I’ve lived the most miserable life in the world, but that doesn’t mean I can’t deny that I’ve lived a shitty life. I feel sorry for them, I feel bad for them, I feel bad for you, I feel bad for my family, I want to know what the fuck is going on.”

“That’s true too. Okay, then I will change my words.”

When I tell her to stop talking about her her father her her her, Moonyoung’s expression becomes solemn again. This time, she wondered if she was going to say something else, but something unexpected came back.

“Then don’t you want to personally catch the scum that made your life like that and sowed discord in what should have been a happy family relationship?”

“What do you mean, sewing discord? Who are you catching? “The cause is already dead.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Tick, tick, tick.

Even though there was no watch, an unpleasant sweat ran down my back as if I could hear that sound in my ears.

“You are proudly receiving support from the village and living happily now, but it was different when Lee Mun-san got married.”

Suddenly, a story I had never heard before began. I had a habit of cutting out all stories that would cause me stress, so I didn’t even know why that person got married. He honestly didn’t even want to know. However, Moonyoung spoke seriously as if the story was important.

“Your mother is an ordinary person. It may be surprising, but the two got married out of love. Naturally, there was a backlash in the village against her marriage to an ordinary person, and Lee Mun-san continued her married life without any support. Surprising, right? Because that person fell in love and was forced to marry.”

“Love, it’s so damn good. Aside from that, I was completely absorbed in women’s games.”

“Of course it is. “It was none other than the villagers who asked her to play.”

Those words made me feel bad again.

It’s like speaking in defense of that person.

“Of course, most of the time I went out to play with girls on my own because I couldn’t kick my habit.”

The supplement came right away because my expression was so grim, but the discomfort didn’t go away. My teeth were itching at the way he said he still had more to say.

“Anyway, the village gave the impetus. If you embrace the woman we have designated and make her our prisoner of love, we will give her family money to live normally. Probably something like that. I don’t remember the whole story that I heard from my father, but it seems like they drove us apart in that way. Everyone in the village knew Lee Mun-san’s true nature, so they thought that if he pushed his back just once, the rest would easily fall apart. In fact, that’s how the family began to fall apart.”

First of all, my father is trash.

That’s true, he tried to hold back his true nature because of his wife, but someone pushed his back on him and he burst out holding back?

It’s a sick story.

I just feel like I heard it for no reason.

“Are you going to defend that? That bastard is just trash. Just dog crap. OK? At the point where you continue to meet women for money just because you were asked once, it’s already untenable. Do you understand?”

“Please don’t misunderstand. I have no intention of defending him. From leaving the master unattended at home to allowing his ex-wife to treat him like that, he must have shown no fatherly qualities.”

“But why are you bringing up that story?”

“Still, it’s a bit shit.”

“?”

I flinched at the sudden curse.

This is the first time Moonyoung cursed in front of me.

“Isn’t that right? Even if Lee Mun-san is trash. Not only was there a group of people who wanted Mr. Master’s family to be destroyed, but they even messed with him once. Besides, the thought of those bastards plotting somewhere in the village to extort the master’s semen makes me feel sick. “I feel frustrated to hear that you don’t have any particular thoughts.”

“It’s frustrating?”

“I’m serious. I may be arrogant, but looking at you now makes me feel uncomfortable. They turn a blind eye to the fact that it causes stress even though it is their job. Please think about it more seriously.”

Even though we only met briefly, I thought she wasn’t the type to swear in front of me, but when I heard her, I found out she was right.

“Why are there so many people who care about other people’s family affairs?”

“My father had a close relationship with Lee Mun-san. “Not only was it not enough to cause a rift in the family relationship, but I was hit by a car just when you thought you were growing up, so how must you have felt?”

“It’s as if the person was murdered?”

“At least that’s what my father thought. He didn’t tell me, but he must have some kind of grievance if his father thinks that way.”

“… … “

No matter how much I talk about it, I feel uncomfortable.

Although that person died well.

But the fact that someone kept watching my back and doing strange things…

“No matter how much you say, it is your fault that that person fell for someone’s trick and destroyed the family. It’s his fault that he got hit by a car because he got a grudge with that shitty personality. Is not it? “That’s how human nature was originally?”

“Yes. Needless to say, it was a mess. As you said, I dare to tell you that even if the family were to remain silent, it would have collapsed.”

“Then that part is done, so let’s just skip it.”

That person has become.

He didn’t know if he had a heart attack, he got hit by a car, or whatever …

There is only one thing that is important to me.

“Then those unidentified bastards could possibly touch my family, right? Because marrying an ordinary person was an eyesore, I tried to do something stupid. It’s even more obvious how they would view my family who were sex slaves.”

“Yes. If it were a request from you, Madam, I would defend it.”

Moonyoung smiles.

I wondered if there was an element of laughter in what I said, but what I said next made her know what that laughter meant.

“No one cares whether a sex slave suddenly collapses after eating pesticide. The important thing is that the master returns to the village. Everyone will pat the master and look after him for losing his family, but no one will truly feel sorry for him. At best, isn’t this a reaction to someone else’s pet dying?”

With those words, I felt like I was falling from the rooftop to the ground along with the sofa I was sitting on. I felt like I was smiling and still feeling drunk after having a good time, but now it has completely disappeared.

“I am on your side. So, I dare say it.”

She looked up at me from below, expressionless.

“If you don’t come to your senses, the rest of your family will also die.”

She spoke seriously about what was to come.