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Chapter 22. Interrogation
"Hyungsik, why is my panties here?"
Hearing ajumma's question while holding the purple panties I had used almost daily for masturbation, my heart pounded wildly and a cold sweat ran down my spine.
My once fully erect cock felt like a deflated balloon, shrinking instantly.
Regret set in immediately. Why did I wash those panties and hang them so visibly on the towel rack? Right next to the hand towel, no less.
Why? Because I kept masturbating with ajumma's stolen panties, washing and drying them, and ended up hanging them in the most visible and reachable spot. Damn it.
Those panties had been used just this morning before I fell asleep, so they still had some moisture when ajumma held them.
I had never experienced or even imagined such a situation, so when ajumma looked at me with a cold face, interrogating me, I couldn't think of a single word to say.
My mind was completely blank.
"Phew..."
Ajumma, who had never looked at me with such cold eyes before, sighed deeply when I stood there like a stone, unable to answer. She then walked over and sat on my bed.
Even as she moved to sit, I lowered my head slightly and couldn't move, feeling as if all my mental circuits had shut down from the shock.
"Come here."
At that moment, her dry voice, devoid of any previous kindness, called me automatically to turn my head.
At the end of my gaze was ajumma sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, but even then my eyes were drawn to her smooth legs exposed beyond the skirt covering only to her knees.
Even in this situation, I was staring at her bare legs... How much of a pervert have I become? Or was I always one?
As I approached the bed, lost in self-pity from the psychological shock, she pointed to the bare floor with her toe and spoke.
"Sit."
Overwhelmed by the cold atmosphere she radiated, I sat down immediately on the floor she indicated like a well-behaved dog.
No sooner had I sat down than ajumma lightly tapped my shin. It didn't hurt, but her attitude was so different from before that I looked up at her in surprise.
"Sitting comfortably when you did wrong?"
"No..."
With a blank expression, she gently demanded I kneel, and without resistance, I knelt before her feet.
Looking down, I saw her white bare feet adorned with bright red pedicure polish.
Her well-shaped calves and the red pedicure somehow looked sexy, and I felt saliva gather in my mouth as blood rushed to my softening cock.
Though I knew she was accusing me, seeing her pale feet made me strangely aroused. Then her serious interrogation began.
"I wondered where my favorite panties went, and you took them? What did you do with them?"
"I'm sorry..."
Shaking the purple panties that had been covered with my cum dozens of times, ajumma asked what I had done with them. I couldn't bring myself to admit I masturbated with her panties.
I just bowed my head and whispered apologies.
Despite my repeated apologies, she pressed me relentlessly to hear exactly what I had done with her panties.
"Do you think saying sorry will solve this? Tell me straight. If you keep dodging, I'll have no choice but to call the police."
"Police?"
Hearing the word "police" made me instinctively question her, and a wave of fear swept over me at the thought I could become a criminal.
In today's world, being labeled a sex offender would ruin my life-I wouldn't be able to get a job, return to university, or live a normal life.
Seeing my trembling eyes, ajumma seemed to think this was effective and pressed me more, again mentioning the police.
"If you don't answer quickly, we'll talk at the police station."
"W-wait, ajumma. I'll tell the truth! So please don't call the police..."
"This is your last chance. Tell me honestly. What did you do with my panties?"
As ajumma moved to get up from the bed, I grabbed her calves and promised to confess. She sat back down, crossing her arms.
I barely resisted looking at her large breasts peeking from between her arms, and carefully chose my words to avoid angering her-leaving out that I had spied on her shower or masturbated with her purple panties daily.
"Actually, on the day you first invited me for dinner, while you were showering, I was drunk and... I stole your panties... And sometimes when I couldn't hold back, I masturbated with them."
"Is that all? You expect me to believe you didn't spy on me while I showered, only stole panties and jerked off occasionally?"
"It's really true, ajumma."
Hearing my words, ajumma stared at me intently. My eyes, still hiding something, desperately tried to avoid her sharp gaze, but I knew looking away would mean admitting I was hiding something. Gritting my teeth, I met her eyes.
Fortunately, my tactic worked, and soon ajumma's suspicious look faded. She then unfolded the purple panties she'd been holding.
She rubbed the part of the panties that had been pressed against her pussy, where I had rubbed my glans and ejaculated.
The way she showed me felt extremely lewd.
"So, according to you, you stole my panties while drunk and used them occasionally to masturbate?"
"Yes, that's right..."
[Sniff sniff!]
She brought the panties close to her nose and sniffed, commenting on how strongly they smelled of cum.
"Don't you think the cum smell is too strong for just a few uses?"
"Y-yeah..."
Embarrassed by her lewd remark, I stammered.
As the word "police" had numbed my mind with fear, I started to regain some composure and noticed things I hadn't before-the contrast between her icy, commanding voice and her lustful face, her crossed legs rubbing her thigh repeatedly.
I began to suspect she genuinely wanted to make an issue of my stealing panties.
Just then, I remembered the skill I recently acquired-"Creepy Gaze," which lets me see physical and psychological info about the opposite sex. It might reveal exactly what state ajumma was in.
Watching her still sniff the panties, I recalled how to use the skill from the tutorial.
"You just have to look at the person and silently say the skill name in your mind... Creepy Gaze!"
I whispered the skill name in my mind, and a window similar to the status screen appeared in the center of my lens, showing a loading icon.
After about five seconds, the loading disappeared and the previously empty window filled with info about Hyunjung ajumma.
「Name: Choi Hyunjung
Age: 45
Height: 169 cm
Weight: 54 kg
Appearance: 92%
Bust size (cup): 96 cm (G cup)
Measurements: 96 - 55 - 98 cm
Libido: 88%
Current state: In heat (Level 1)
Skills: Not a Yas system user
Points: Not a Yas system user」
The skill's ability to show physical stats and appearance was impressive, but what shocked me most was the libido number and the "In heat" status.
Realizing that Hyunjung ajumma, who had been crossing her legs and shaking her panties at me while scolding me, was actually a female in heat in front of a young male, made every little move of hers seem like seduction, and all her previous scolding felt like deception.
Like a female in heat wanting to be mounted but pretending otherwise...
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