19-192

EP.192 Family 1 

Kim Hye-yeon and Kim Hee-yeon returned to the Martial Arts Hall with a confident air. 

The sisters, who were once timid and only kept to themselves, had now lost their virginity and gained a dependable oppa, and as a result, they accomplished inner growth. 

Their expressions, the way they spoke, even how they acted, had all changed in little ways, so everyone who met the sisters was curious about the reason. 

“The Director wants to see you.” 

Director Chun Ji-in, who had sent the sisters to the stud barn, was just as curious. 

Ji-in lifted a teacup to her lips as she watched the two kitten-like sisters nervously glancing at her from across the table. 

‘Nothing’s changed that much.’ 

To her eyes, the small women awkwardly sipping tea on the sofa didn’t look all that different. 

But to the twins themselves, this was a huge change. 

Before, they would have remained at attention until dismissed, unable to even drink tea, and they would have ended up with cramps in their neck and shoulders as a result. 

‘Not that it really matters.’ 

At any rate, it was admirable that the twins had grown in a positive direction as martial artists, but that wasn’t why Ji-in had called them here. 

“How was it?” 

As Ji-in questioned them, the sisters exchanged glances before the older, Hye-yeon, replied. 

“It… It was good.” 

“That’s it?” 

“HIIK!” 

Even though she’d answered honestly, embarrassment and all, the only response from her superior was an exasperated frown. 

Seeing that expression, the sisters lost their confidence and hunched their shoulders. 

“Give me more details.” 

“Gulp… Y-Yes…! Well, um… It was really good, but…….” 

Hye-yeon fumbled as she tried to recall and report. 

After listening to the whole account, Ji-in crossed her arms and was lost in thought. 

“Unni, the director is really beautiful, right?” 

“Yeah… She’s way more beautiful than us, there’s no comparison.” 

Her massive chest naturally emphasized in her posture, and the slightly furrowed brow suggesting she was having serious thoughts  

If it had been Jihan sitting there instead of themselves, the two sisters would have immediately stripped and leapt at him. 

But the sisters didn’t lose heart. 

“Well, there are two of us.” 

“Yeah. Even if we can’t do it alone, together we can.” 

Whisper, whisper! 

Ji-in heaved a deep sigh as she eavesdropped on the sisters’ hushed chat, breaking her own train of thought. 

“All right, you can go.” 

“Yes!” 

At being told to leave, their reply was the loudest they’d been all day, full of happiness. 

Ji-in stared at the tops of the two sisters’ heads as they bowed at a 90-degree angle before she closed her eyes. 

Click. 

Even after the noise of the twins leaving and their footsteps disappearing outside the room faded, Ji-in sat there, still deep in thought. 

‘It’s all just too suspicious.’ 

Ji-in liked Jihan. If she were to marry and have children, she strongly felt Jihan would have to be her husband she liked him that much. 

That’s why, with an administrator's help, she had looked into Jihan’s background again. 

It wasn’t mistrust, but rather her own sense of stubbornness. 

She was determined to accept any past that a man named Baek Jihan might have she just wanted to know everything about the man she’d set her heart on. 

But she couldn’t find a single flaw in Jihan. 

‘Orphan… had a rather ordinary school life, met Chun Juhee after high school, and became a stud at Chun Dambi’s suggestion.’ 

It’s not like living as an orphan then becoming a stud is an easy life, but to Ji-in, it all seemed too suspicious. 

‘A guy with that kind of face and that kind of cock, and he never got into any trouble?’ 

The administration side apparently took Jihan’s spotless record as proof of innocence, but at least for Ji-in’s warrior’s instinct, alarm bells were ringing. 

That’s also why she kept up her meetings with him. 

It’s best to keep your enemies close. 

“Hmm… If I was an orphan… and if I was really pretty and had a good body, what would I have done?” 

She probably wouldn’t have studied much, but that wouldn’t have been a problem. 

“There’d be lots of entertainment companies trying to recruit me as a singer or actor.” 

But. 

“Why have you just been a bum up to now? Even if you won a lottery, for example.” 

Ji-in was the type who couldn’t stand not knowing something she was curious about, and she couldn’t stand it if someone she liked kept secrets from her. 

She hadn’t really known this about herself before, but as she came to like Jihan for real, it started to bother her immensely that he was keeping secrets. 

Of course, the most direct solution was to ask Jihan directly. If she’d just done that, she wouldn’t have had to obsess alone like this or have sent those innocent sisters to the stud barn. 

So after her meeting with the twins, Ji-in planned to go straight to the barn. 

But again, her intuition nagged at her. 

She felt like if she asked about that part, it would destroy her relationship with Jihan. 

“If it’s just up to there, I guess it’s fine.” 

The problem was that someone had found traces of those damned succubi near where Jihan lived. 

And for some reason, Ji-in felt that there was some real connection between Jihan and the succubi. 

There was no evidence or certainty, just a feeling. 

“And whenever I’ve had a hunch like this, it’s always been right.” 

People usually say that Ji-in’s greatest talent is her martial arts skill. 

But she herself thought her greatest talent was her animal-like intuition. 

“Hmph… I sent just the right girls for Jihan to show his true colors to, but all they did was have sex…?” 

Was her intuition wrong? Was she just possessed by some demonic spell of first love and passion? 

“They did seem to fall for Jihan… but so did I, so I can’t say much.” 

If Jihan really had something to do with succubi, that would explain his looks, his stamina, and his unusual charm. 

“But something like that can’t possibly affect us.” 

Most magic doesn’t work on the Chun clan women and if it was a really strong spell, it would have been noticed already. 

“…It’s tough.” 

She massaged her aching head, not used to all this “thinking.” 

In the end, she closed her eyes and pictured his face. 

A man who brought her both stress and happiness. 

She could never have guessed that he wasn’t using succubus magic, but was in fact an incubus the master of succubi. 

“Is it just because I keep thinking about him…? I suddenly want to see him.” 

She decided she would go see Jihan after all. 

“Not today… Tomorrow.” 

Just seeing his face would make her feel better, but how could she visit and not have sex? 

“Maybe I’ll try my luck while I’m there.” 

After going in circles with her thoughts, she finally decided to just ignore her intuition. 

** 

“Shaman, it’s been a while.” 

“Medical Director. Have you been well?” 

The shaman was having tea with the woman who had spent years cooped up, working diligently and avoiding the outside world. 

“I was so delighted when you contacted me. Judging by your face, it seems you’ve gotten yourself together.” 

The shaman examined the medical director’s face carefully. 

Unlike most of the Chun clan, she truly loved her son, and when news of his disappearance came, she’d even stopped eating. 

With the passage of time, the self-punishing acts of self-harm ended, but she still didn’t come outside. 

Those years of isolation lasted over a decade, and the shaman had privately worried about her. 

But today, the expression on the Medical Director’s face seemed to have reverted to the way she was ten years ago. 

“I have had some good news lately. Looks like it really shows.” 

“Hm, I don’t know what it is, but I’m glad. Anyway ” 

The shaman sipped at her steaming green tea as she continued. 

“So, what brings you here? You didn’t just come to say you’re ending your reclusive life, I’m sure.” 

“…Why do you say that?” 

“Hoohoo! Because it’s you. Isn’t it said that no one but your blood relatives has ever seen you smile? Even I, the shaman, haven't; so who else would have? There’s a saying that people can’t change. You’ve never once tried to curry favor with me your entire life, it’s not like you’d suddenly become affectionate now.” 

The Medical Director didn’t like having her true feelings exposed, but today she still managed to smile. 

“……” 

As the corners of her mouth lifted, the shaman’s interest was piqued. 

“The reason you came must be connected to that expression. Well, come on let’s hear it. Now that a precious resource has resumed activity, let me truly congratulate you.” 

“I found him.” 

Compared to the shaman’s interest and long-winded question, her answer was short. 

But understanding the meaning, the shaman found herself truly astonished. 

“You found him? The long-lost child of yours?” 

“Yes.” 

“Oh…!” 

The shaman’s upper body leaned forward. 

“Congratulations. Goodness, what a joyful event.” 

And it wasn’t just an empty statement. If the Medical Director’s son had returned, he’d have grown into someone out of the ordinary, a seed of extraordinary potential. 

‘The timing is perfect… he must be an adult by now.’ 

Delving into old memories, the shaman smiled in joy. 

“Recently, there’s been no end of good news. A special-grade stud, evidence of succubi turning up, now a new stud as well.” 

The Medical Director gave a brief smile at the idea of her found son being used as a stud. 

It wasn’t a smile of rebellion or submission toward the shaman. 

It contained both apology and sorrow. 

The shaman tried to understand the meaning behind the smile, and without anger, gently asked: 

“Why do you say it’s impossible?” 

“…He’s already become a stud.” 

“……!!” 

The shaman’s eyes went wide as saucers, and a long silence fell over the room. 

Whether that fact would become a boon or a bane, a shackle or a key for Jihan no one could possibly know.