I didn't stop.
Bang! Bang!
Whether the door was being pounded from outside or not, I focused on exploring Shin Yujeong's heated body. Just as a man who draws his sword must cut something, once a dick is in, shouldn't it be thrust until he cums?
Of course, changing positions was unavoidable.
However, Shin Yujeong's protests grew fiercer after hearing her father's voice.
"Hey, fuck, get out...! My, my dad's here!"
I didn't pull out.
Ajusshi... no, should I call him father-in-law now?
"No matter if he's my father-in-law...!"
Thwack!
"Kyaah...!"
"Interrupting sex is crossing the line...!"
"Ughk♥"
Shin Yujeong barely suppressed the moans threatening to burst forth, clenching her teeth.
Seeing her like that only excited me more. To be fucking his daughter with an enraged father-in-law right outside the door.
"It was a fucking hot situation, wasn't it...?!"
Perhaps that was why.
Soon after, with the sensation of cumming rising to the tip of my glans, I gripped her slender waist tightly like a handle, and ejaculated my second load deep inside her pussy, making her body convulse with pleasure.
Splurt!
Splurt!
An enormous amount, easily surpassing the first ejaculation. The cum filled her narrow vagina, then overflowed, running down my dick and soaking the mattress.
"Guess I'll have to buy a new mattress again."
And I hadn't even used it much. I licked my lips and released her waist, and Shin Yujeong collapsed onto the mattress, thoroughly soaked with sweat, arousal fluid, and cum.
"Haaah, heh... uh-huh-uhng...♥"
I barely tore my gaze away from her, sprawled out in a semi-conscious state, convulsing.
Almost got hard again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Hey, you punk! Get out here right now!"
My father-in-law was still pounding on the door noisily. What on earth was he making such a fuss about?
"Yes, yes, I'm coming out."
I replied in a voice he couldn't possibly hear, then casually pulled on my underwear, went to the entrance, and flung open the closed door. The ajusshi stood there, his face red with anger. It didn't seem to be just from excitement; the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him suggested he was drunk. A slight irritation rose within me, but I suppressed it and asked with a smile.
"What brings you here in the middle of the night, ajusshi?"
What could I do? Like it or not, he was my father-in-law. And also the ex-husband of another woman who would become my wife.
Perhaps because the door opened suddenly, or because I was only wearing underwear, his bewildered gaze gradually drifted past my shoulder. From his expression, it seemed he'd noticed something amiss. Realizing I couldn't let this continue, I shifted my body to block his view and warned him.
"Ajusshi, coming here in the middle of the night, interrupting sex, and peeking at someone else's naked woman—isn't that crossing a lot of lines?"
"Ahem, ahem!"
Only then did my father-in-law realize his actions and avert his gaze. A trickle of cold sweat ran down his spine.
I almost got caught.
"Uh... I, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to look."
"Yeah, well, I understand."
It was funny. The situation called for him to scream, 'How dare you touch my daughter?!' and charge at me, yet he was apologizing. With a smirk playing on my lips, I asked again.
"So, what brings you all the way here in the middle of the night?"
"Th-that, well... you, you punk, you shouldn't be doing this!"
At his angry outburst, which sounded forced, my head instinctively tilted to the side.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"You did! What did you say when we talked on the phone? You said there were no men bothering Jeong-hee!"
"I did, didn't I?"
To be precise, there were, but they disappeared. She was already rumored to be an attractive older woman and the number one crush of all the neighborhood ajusshis, but as she grew younger and prettier, even men in their twenties, not just their thirties, were now pursuing her. Naturally, Jeong-hee didn't give an inch to anyone who came calling. Her way of rejecting persistent men was almost on par with a Dragon Weapon. But I couldn't leave it entirely up to her forever, so I stepped in a little. After a few words, delivered with my full aura, they all left on their own. Of course, there were some fairly high-ranked Hunters among them who wouldn't leave when spoken to nicely, but I managed to persuade them to go one way or another.
With fists, not words.
"But why are you bringing up divorce just because I have a new man?!"
"Oh, that's..."
Jeong-hee had earnestly pleaded with me. To hide our relationship for just a little while, for the sake of a smooth divorce. And that decision was entirely for my sake. I was now a Hunter with global recognition. What would happen if the ajusshi found out that Jeong-hee and I were "that kind of couple"? He would probably, nine times out of ten, be so enraged that he'd try to expose the truth to the whole world.
Well, I understood. Where in the world was there such a thing as a "cool" breakup? Even if I had some fault in it, if my woman left me for a man better than me, I'd be furious enough for my blood to boil. But Jeong-hee said she didn't want to see that. She said she didn't want to see people cursing me because of her, and asked to keep our relationship a secret.
I was touched. What a poignant love!
"I did as you said, ajusshi."
Of course, it wasn't for the ajusshi's sake, but I kept my promise.
"I pushed away all the men who came near and protected ajumma. But there's one thing you overlooked, ajusshi."
"What?!"
There was one small loophole in the promise the ajusshi and I made.
"Me."
It was me. I couldn't exactly keep myself in check, could I? As I lightly poked my chest with my thumb and replied, the ajusshi's face twisted into a strange grimace.
"What are you saying right now...?"
From the bewilderment in his eyes, it seemed he still hadn't fully grasped my meaning. To help him understand, I answered more directly.
"The man ajumma was talking about is me."
"......!"
His eyes widened as if they would tear.
"You, you're the man Jeong-hee was talking about?"
"Yes."
Even after hearing the confirmation, he still couldn't believe it. What could an S-rank Hunter like him possibly lack that he would commit adultery with a married woman who had a child? However, his expression was too serious to dismiss as a joke. And hadn't he himself seen how overly intimate the two of them seemed at dinner?
"Why on earth would you...?"
"Why? Because I like ajumma, no, Jeong-hee."
"Huh."
"Jeong-hee," he uttered. With this, there was no longer a shred of doubt. To utter the name of a woman more than twenty years his senior with such tenderness and familiarity—what else could this be but definitive proof?
"Hah, hah-hah-hah."
Towards him, who let out a hollow laugh with a dazed expression, Kim Dojin politely bowed his head.
"I apologize to you, ajusshi. Please take your anger out on me, and let Jeong-hee go cleanly. If you wish, I'll give you any amount of alimony."
He was willing to give any amount of money. One billion won, no, even ten billion won didn't matter. Because solving troublesome problems with money was the most effective and easiest method. But when did human affairs ever go as planned? Instead, Shin Hyo-seop, whose anger surged at Kim Dojin's polite words, pointed his finger wildly and shouted.
"D-don't make me laugh! Do you think I, I'd give Jeong-hee to a bastard like you?! You, you, I'll expose all of this. I'll report it to the media so everyone in the world knows!"
Shin Hyo-seop's mind began to race furiously. His opponent was a celebrity. He wouldn't like news spreading that he committed adultery with an older woman. He intended to exploit this point. It takes an incredibly long time to climb to great heights, but only a moment to fall. Fame was no different. It required a long time to build, but could be lost with just one small incident.
"If you don't want to see news of your affair on the front page of the newspaper, get away from Jeong-hee right now!"
It was an effective threat.
"Go ahead."
If his opponent hadn't been Kim Dojin.
"What...?"
Towards the dumbfounded man, Kim Dojin replied once more, enunciating clearly.
"I said, report it to the media. If you don't know any media outlets, should I arrange a meeting for you myself?"
"Y-you bastard...! Do you think I can't do it if I say I will?!"
"Then do it."
He didn't know. That Kim Dojin had already enjoyed fame to the point of being sick of it, and was now detached from it. He wasn't afraid of falling. Because he knew that no matter how much one tried, a person could not fully control their own rise and fall.
Instead, Shin Hyo-seop, at Kim Dojin's defiant attitude even under threat, stumbled backward and shouted.
"You, you... you'll regret not listening to me! By then, it'll be too late even if you cry and beg for forgiveness! Understand?!"
"......"
Kim Dojin didn't reply further. He had already said all he needed to say. Now, only Shin Hyo-seop's choice remained. Whether he swallowed his anger and signed the divorce papers, or got angry and reported it to the media. Because he had long ago decided on a single course of action.
"It's still chilly out, you should go inside now."
With those words, Kim Dojin closed the door.
"Hey, you son of a bitch! How dare you...!"
All sorts of insulting remarks came from beyond the door. Ignoring them, I stepped inside, where Shin Yujeong, having regained her senses, was staring intently at me.
"You know, right? That you're a bastard."
"I know."
"So just bear it. You weren't seriously expecting to embrace both mother and daughter without getting cursed at, were you?"
"Of course not."
It was expected, and I was prepared for it. People would talk endlessly, but I just needed to endure it for a little while. Because it was the way of the world for even the most shocking events to be buried by subsequent ones. And that incident would be brought about by me.
Shin Yujeong opened her arms and said to him.
"Come here."
Kim Dojin scurried over and embraced her, as if he'd been waiting. Her embrace was truly warm.