“Did you always have this face when getting penetrated by daddy too?”
“Ah… heuht, aheuk… ah, it hurts……”
“With that small mouth, while calling out daddy, did you spread your legs like this and moan like a female while shaking your hips?”
“Eu… heueu……”
Tears leaked from Min’s haggard face. The man was indifferent to others’ pain. From the start, he wasn’t the type to empathize with someone’s emotions. That’s why he didn’t accept Min’s tears with any emotion. Tears are just an extremely general reaction to stimulation.
“Interesting.”
“Eu… heuuk, pull. Pull out… that hand……”
“You always make me interested.”
“Ak! Euuk…… heueueu……”
“Even third-rate trash dramas can’t be more interesting than this. How can someone who was so violated that they were completely ruined think to spread their legs among countless men? Hm? This is an illogical contradiction.”
Min barely looked up at the man’s face with a blurred gaze stained with tears. He had reached a point where he could no longer identify his face. From his heated lower body, sensations that he couldn’t tell were pain or pleasure crawled up like snakes, tormenting him.
“Isn’t it?”
“……”
“Nastassja.”
Nastassja.
At the end of that grinning smile hung K’s face.
Keureureur.
Keureureurng.
Kwaaaaang!!!
The tail end of that terrible rainy season.
In the finale of the sweeping typhoon, Min eventually recalled the night of that day.
***
Nastassja, you say.
Isn’t that a really interesting story.
I also had a father long ago, you see. I’m not sure whether to call it a father or trash, though….
I was abandoned by my biological parents as soon as I was born into this world. My mother, that woman, was simply put, no different from a whore. She was a woman who lived by spreading her legs to all kinds of men. So I wasn’t the only child she had. Until elementary school, I lived with that woman and another kid born in consecutive years whom I don’t know where she birthed from. Then I was abandoned by my mother who couldn’t handle two growing sons.
I’m almost grateful to that woman who gave up on me. Thanks to that, I met fairly decent adoptive parents afterward and could live like this.
There’s nothing special about a thoroughly miserable bottom-rung life story. It’s bound to flow in similar patterns anyway.
Like people commonly say, I had a somewhat funny thought about the saying that blood pulls. That such a thing is just a slightly cringeworthy line that would only appear in boring dramas.
But blood pulling turned out to be something that could actually happen.
One day, I suddenly became very curious about my parents, especially about the existence called father whom I’d never seen even once.
What’s funnier is that I wasn’t the only one thinking this way.
I noticed that the human called father had actually been digging into me and my mother’s background for a long time. I won’t explain in detail the circumstances of how I learned that fact. Anyway, one thing to know is that I was born with the blood of parents who could never be called normal, so I wasn’t an ordinary, typical child. I was a very cunning and crafty kid. Even my adoptive parents later tried to dissolve the adoption after noticing that nature. Of course, I didn’t just take it lying down either.
Anyway, I heard news that suspicious-looking black vehicles and thugs had been waiting in front of the school gate for days. Because of that, not only teachers but even students had to suffer from fear and various rumors for a while. That someone borrowed money from loan sharks and couldn’t pay it back on time so they came all the way to school, or that the school’s board chairman was in debt and the school itself would disappear after hiring thugs. These were rumors among students that didn’t have much reality just listening to them.
And I realized shortly after.
That they were a group that came to find none other than me.
That the bastard called my father was the leader of that group.
Ah, so you’re asking if I’ve met my father?
No. I never once faced him. In any case, I didn’t want to make rash moves that might break the relationship between my current adoptive parents and myself.
Let’s say it’s because I had an ominous premonition that if I met him, I might cross a river of no return.
My mother ended her miserable life in an accident. Unfortunately, it seems that kid my mother brought along was also in the vehicle. Even though it was a sibling, since we only shared one side of blood as half-siblings, I had no particular feelings. Well, even if the blood was fully mixed, I’m not the type to take interest in a younger sibling anyway.
I happened to learn about my father’s death much later through the media.
What an interesting world, right?
I knew that human was trash, but I didn’t know he was such a vicious and perverted human. This was a scenario that far exceeded my expectations, so it went beyond interest and even made me burst into laughter.
For scum of the world to make even scum say “scum.”
If this isn’t funny, then what is?
Nastassja, you say.
Setting aside that cringeworthy naming sense….
Even now I get goosebumps just thinking that when that human saw me before, he harbored thoughts of penetrating my behind. If not, how could he do such unspeakable things to a pretty boy my age?
That human is, in a word, proof that he lived harboring lust for his own son.
Definitely not in his right mind. Even beasts wouldn’t harbor evil intentions toward their own offspring, especially toward the same sex.
I started digging into the man named Jeongmin purely out of interest.
The man my father raised as my substitute until just before he died. Wouldn’t it be unmanly not to be interested? He probably thought I was dead. It wouldn’t be unreasonable to think that kid who died with my mother was me. It seems even my father couldn’t think that my mother would have gotten pregnant with another guy’s child after running away like that.
***
“Jeongmin-ssi.”
He swept over Min’s pitiful lips crusted with blood scabs once. His lips were torn from grinding his teeth so tightly that new blood flowed beneath them.
I thought he was a weak herbivore.
But I guess it’s not quite to that extent.
I like it. Very much.
“Can you call me father?”
This man definitely doesn’t seem to be in his right mind.
Even in his consciousness that was about to fade dimly again, Min barely held onto his last bit of awareness and blankly looked at the crazy man’s face.
“That would be too much, certainly….”
“Eu… heuheuk. Heu… heukheuk.”
Min cried. He cried and cried again until his mind became a tangled mess.
Of course, he didn’t know why so many tears were being pulled out all at once.
Why am I.
Why can’t I escape from the shackles of J and K?
This was a game that could only end with death. I thought it would end if I eliminated K and J.
But it wasn’t that.
It was a game that could only completely end when I died at the end too.
“I’ll ask just once.”
“……”
“Do you need a new master?”
Without an answer, tremendous pain struck Min’s blank cheek. The large man’s hand mercilessly slapped him. Perhaps because of indescribable pain, rather after a little time passed, he felt no pain at all. All his bodily sensations were completely paralyzed.
“I asked if you need a new master to raise Jeongmin-ssi anew.”
“……”
“Your answer?”
The man’s hand was raised into the air again.
Min, who had been looking at the hand that might strike down like lightning soon, slowly raised his trembling gaze.
“……Please.”
Chattering his lips, Min trembled all over once more.
He wasn’t J and he wasn’t K either.
But he might become my new master. He’s asking me like this with that intention.
Min, who had been quietly staring at the bottom of endless sinking pain due to unknown trembling, decided to completely let himself go.
It’s a life that’s already ruined for returning to normal life anyway.
Perhaps this kind of life might not be bad.
After the pleasure of tormenting J and watching him moan disappeared, how miserably he stayed up all night in boredom. Insomnia was something he could rather endure.
What was hardest to endure was regret.
I shouldn’t have made J die so quickly back then.
It would have been better to work hard to save his life and hasten his release date. Then I should have tied that crippled body to my side forever.
So he could atone for a lifetime by my side.
I should have tamed him this time so he could live in submission as my doormat……!!
All of this was the natural order and karma.
A terribly terrible evil relationship.
The shackles of an endlessly repeating evil relationship.
“Please take me in……”
“……”
“Please… raise me. I beg you……”
A smile overlapped with the eyes brimming with tears.
A smile also caught on the man’s lips as he discovered Min’s slowly rising corners of his mouth.
<Side Story Chapter> Complete
