"Hmm, I'm fine, thank you very much, Ms. Ahn!" Seo Joon replied, quickly recovering.
Ms. Ahn nodded with a warm smile on her beautiful face. Hearing the noises coming from the tenant's apartment, she understood why Yoo Jeon was hesitant to enter.
She sighed inwardly and cursed the perverted landlord for his nerve. To be honest, she was very upset by his inappropriate behavior, but she could only restrain herself and keep her disgust to herself. After all, if it weren't for his help, she and her family would practically be out on the streets by now.
Ms. Ahn jingled the shopping bag in her slender hand and said with a smile, "Jeon, do you want to come in for lunch? I'll make your favorite dish!"
BADUM
BADUM
Seo Joon felt his heart race at Ms. Ahn's words, full of motherly sweetness.
Seo Joon sighed inwardly and cursed the original owner of this world in his heart.
He stuttered a little and responded by waving his hands with a nervous smile. "Mmm... no... no... I won't... disturb you, Mrs. Ahn!"
"...."
ROAR
At that moment, Seo Joon's stomach rumbled in protest, clearly indicating it was time for lunch.
....
Ms. Ahn brought her palm to her lips and stifled a laugh, narrowing her eyes like two crescent moons. "Jeon, why are you so shy? This attitude isn't typical of you!"
Seo Joon scratched his cheek and replied embarrassedly, "Uh! Excuse me, is that so?"
Ms. Ahn nodded slightly with that warm smile in her eyes, which made Seo Joon's heart race.
Mrs. Ahn stopped joking and said, "Come on, Jeon. My husband and Junie aren't home. Why don't you come in and get something to eat?"
Seo Joon stopped refusing and nodded with a shy smile that was offset by his terrifying muscles.
Seo Joon went downstairs and followed Mrs. Ahn home. Along the way, Seo Joon finally managed to suppress his emotions and eliminate that strange feeling caused by the memories the system had given him.
Looking more closely at Mrs. Ahn's beautiful face, Seo Joon sighed inwardly. He couldn't understand how such a beautiful and perfect woman had ended up married to a loser.
You know, Junie's mother in the manwha said that in her youth, Mrs. Ahn was so beautiful that she looked like a young woman from a wealthy family. It is also occasionally mentioned that if she had gone into film, her looks would have made her one of Korea's best actresses.
Seo Joon sighed inwardly again. He couldn't understand how such a beautiful woman could end up with a piece of trash like Ahn Cheol Woo, Junie's father.
You should know that Junie's father is a complete loser. In the future, instead of defending his wife, he let the fat landlord defile her. If it were him, he would definitely kill the fat landlord regardless of the consequences.
That's not all. This guy is so useless that, even when things were going badly, he kept acting like a miracle worker for Pastor Park's gangster father, while his wife, Mrs. Ahn, gritted her teeth and tried to make some money.
In the end, Mrs. Ahn managed to advance in her new job and became the face of the company. If she remembers correctly, thanks to her intelligence and beauty, Mrs. Ahn managed to become the person in charge of the company and Yoo Da-li's finances, thus generating a large income for the family.
As for Ahn Cheol Woo, he was still useless, doing practically nothing. At the end of the story, this guy was the one who won the most. Not only did he sleep with the wife of the fat old tenant farmer, even though he had a diamond waiting for him at home, just like Mrs. Ahn, but in the end, he even lived off his wife's success, like a parasite living a life of luxury.
Seo Joon waited cross-legged by the small table, watching Mrs. Ahn happily hum a song while chopping vegetables with a somewhat tired smile on her beautiful face.
Seeing Mrs. Ahn's slender waist, the sway of her hips, and feeling the maternal aura she emanated, Seo Joon clenched his fists tightly under the table with determination.
This beautiful MILF should belong to him. As for Junie's father and Junie himself, Seo Joon could only apologize in his heart.
A TIME LATER
Mrs. Ahn placed a plate of kimchi next to Seo Joon and smiled warmly, "Eat, Jeon, your plate is ready!"
Mrs. Ahn said with a motherly smile on her beautiful face. Over the years, she had a good opinion of Yoo Jeon, a boy who, in her opinion, was virtually devoid of maternal love.
Jang Sun Yeong knew a little about Yoo Jeon's past. He lived alone from a young age, surviving only on Mr. Yoo's pension. This caused his personality to distort and he became a juvenile delinquent. According to some things she had heard from Yoo Da-li, Yoo Jeon was constantly fighting, and before he moved in with his elderly father.
Jang Sun Yeong didn't understand why Mr. Yoo had brought his son with another woman to live in their home. In her opinion, Mr. Yoo didn't seem like the type of person who would do something like that.
Mrs. Ahn and Seo Joon were eating. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful. For some reason, Mrs. Ahn felt that being around Yoo Jeon filled her with an inexplicable tranquility.
"Hmm, Jeon, how are your studies going?" she asked affectionately after wiping her lips with a napkin.
"Mmm, pretty good, Mr. Ahn. I'm trying to improve," Seo Joon replied with a smile.
"Mmm, really? I'm glad you followed my advice," he replied tenderly.
That's right, the reason why her personality in this world decided to change was entirely due to Mrs. Ahn. Yoo Jeon has been a person with virtually no maternal or paternal love since she was young. His bastard father, Mr. Yoo, although seemingly pleased with him on the outside, is the complete opposite. While he doesn't dislike or hate him, he is at least emotionally indifferent to him.
Yoo Da-li is just like the old man. As for Mr. Yoo's other children, he's even worse. It's not unreasonable to say that they practically hate him with all their hearts and, given the chance, would murder him immediately without a second's hesitation.
So, even when he moved into Mr. Yoo's house, his surroundings didn't change much, so he continued his problem-boy attitude.
But all that changed when he met Mrs. Ahn.
FLASHBACK
It was a rainy day. Not a gentle drizzle, no. It was one of those cold, heavy rains that soak you to the bone, with thunder roaring in the sky as if it were about to fall.
Jeon was coming from an alley, his vision blurred and his teeth chattering. His ribs burned with every step, his split lip smelled of rust, and he could barely keep his eyes straight ahead.
The fight with the gang from the north had been more brutal than expected. If it weren't for his stubbornness, he probably would have ended up unconscious in a dumpster, or worse, dead.
Their objective was near his apartment. Yoo Jeon wanted to get there as soon as possible, get some sleep, and replenish his energy with a sumptuous meal.
But at that moment, as he was about to climb the last step to reach his apartment, he stopped. The unmistakable moans could be heard on the other side, over and over again, like every day.
At that moment, Yoo Joo's face turned sour and sad. Perhaps coming to live with his supposed father was a mistake from the start.
"Tch, that damn old man, he's screwing again," he thought with a bitter sigh. "What a fool I was, huh!"
"Kggghhh!" Yoo Jeon groaned in pain and struggled down the stairs.
At that moment, Yoo Jeon felt a sharp pain in his ribs, causing him to fall and lean against the wall. The rain soaked him, and his eyes stared bitterly at the sky, wondering if his existence was even necessary in this world.
But at that moment, a figure blocked his gaze.
"Are you okay?"
The voice was soft, warm, and filled with concern.
Yoo Jeon looked up and saw her, and his eyes widened in surprise. At that moment, his heart began to pound.
A woman was holding a black umbrella over me. Her face was partially covered by a scarf; her features were the most beautiful Yoo Jeon had ever seen. Jeon looked into her eyes, hoping to find a trace of fear there, but there was no fear there, instead, only a strange tenderness and concern to which I didn't know how to react.
"You're soaked and hurt," she said, and without waiting for permission, she knelt beside me, covering me with her umbrella while she examined my wounds.
I wanted to pull away. I growled something like "Let me go" to ease the embarrassment and suppress the emotions beginning to surface in my heart, but my lips wouldn't express it strongly. I was exhausted. And somehow, for the first time in a long time... I didn't want to be alone.
I didn't know who she was. I didn't know why she cared. But something about her—the way she touched my shoulder fearlessly, the way she frowned at my condition—felt familiar, so familiar yet so distant, I couldn't remember.
END OF FLASHBACK
Seo Joon sighed inwardly. Who would have imagined that his former self in this world would fall in love with Ms. Ahn?
Seo Joon smiled inwardly, and a dangerous glint flashed in his pupils. He surreptitiously observed Ms. Ahn's body, taking in her beautiful face and figure, so outdated for her age. Seo Joon thought, "As expected, MILFs, no matter what world you live in, are the best!"
Seo Joon wasn't lying in the pornwha Queen Bee. Even at the end, when he showed himself to the sixty-year-old Ms. Ahn, she still retained her tempting MILF figure and beautiful facial features. If it weren't for her gray hair, you'd hardly be able to guess that this woman was sixty years old.
Sensing the faint milky fragrance and maternal aura radiating from Mrs. Ahn, Seo Joon began to fantasize about rubbing her hard beneath him as she repeatedly moaned his name.
At that moment, Seo Joon felt his cock begin to harden. He took a deep breath and dispelled those thoughts, calming the erection that threatened to erupt and cause trouble.
"Relax, this isn't the time to act," Seo Joon consoled himself, suppressing his urges. The best time to attack Mrs. Ahn would undoubtedly be when her father, the fat, old man, hired her as a maid. At that moment, he could enjoy Mrs. Ahn's body as he wished.
As for worrying about his fat father getting his hands on Mrs. Ahn, it didn't worry him too much. After all, he still had hypnotic pills in the system's rewards storage. As long as she uses them, she can change this fat old man's thoughts and make him forget his urge to attack Ms. Ahn.
"HAHAHAHA, Yeon, you're so funny! And the training? What happens next?" Ms. Ahn laughed softly, covering her silver teeth with the palm of her hand and squinting her eyes into two charming crescents.
"Yes! Training, I'm not lying, Ms. Ahn. Karate. Jeet Kune Do. Taekwondo. Whatever. Anyway, weeks later, the guy comes out of his house and sees the cat on the roof. The cat stares at him, jumps up, spin-kicks him, and rips off his hard-earned wig."
Ms. Ahn laughed. Not a quiet laugh like before, no. A genuine laugh, with one hand on her stomach and the corners of her eyes shedding two small tears.
"It's just like I said, Ms. Ahn," Seo Joon repeated, laughing. "With a perfect kick. I saw it. It was there. The guy never bothered a cat again. Since then, people are said to have called him 'the furry master.'"
"Ha... hahaha... Jeon, that's impossible, cats can't learn karate!" "You must be lying!" Mrs. Ahn replied, laughing.
Seo Joon smiled slightly and raised his hands in protest. "Of course, of course they exist! I saw it with my own eyes!"
Seo Joon wasn't lying. After all, in his life before being reincarnated, he had seen such a thing. Of course, it was a video created by AI.
Mrs. Ahn had forgotten how long it had been since she laughed so much—months or years, maybe. But there was no doubt that she was extremely comfortable at this moment.
So time passed for Seo Joon, chatting and making Mrs. Ahn laugh from time to time. After a while, Seo Joon said goodbye and thanked her for the meal.
Seo Joon walked up the stairs, suppressing the erection that was threatening to erupt. At that moment, two different girls... Were coming down from his apartment, one as white as a cake and the other chocolate brown.
Seo Joon walked up the stairs without even noticing them. attention, but the two girls didn't. At that moment, their gazes unconsciously went to his pants, specifically to his crotch, and seeing the outline of the erection Seo Joon was trying to suppress, their pupils shrank.
Seo Joon entered his apartment and ran straight to his bedroom's bathroom. Downstairs, the two girls with different skin tones looked at each other at the same time and said in unison,
"Did you see that, sister!" x2
"...."