I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 220: 18+

The sound of clinking cutlery echoed quite loudly.

It was because no one was speaking.

‘They throw such a grand banquet, yet the owner’s family hides away in the palace.’

That was a bit surprising.

I thought at least we’d be eating in the banquet hall, but they had completely isolated us, setting up a separate area exclusively for our family.

It felt like we could leave whenever we wanted, like we could roam around the banquet hall later if we wished.

‘Is this the “We’re different from you” vibe?’

It was truly a mindset typical of the owner’s family, where discrimination is the default.

“....”

“....”

“....”

“....”

In the midst of this, I learned one more thing.

Without Grandpa, the atmosphere was cold—no, it was freezing.

Of course, maybe everyone was just focused on the meal.

We’d been watching Go for over five hours, after all.

It’s surprisingly tiring, you know.

Simply watching something can drain your energy.

Especially when it’s boring and uninteresting.

And on top of that, Minji and I hadn’t even had lunch, right? We must be starving, so maybe we’re only thinking about the food.

But even with that in mind, it’s way too quiet.

Are they unfamiliar with this? With Grandpa not being here?

‘And they’re kind of looking at me....’

I can feel their eyes subtly on me.

When I’m eating, there’s this prickling feeling in the air, and when I look up, the feeling disappears.

“....”

Am I just imagining it?

They might be thinking that I’ll become their husbands someday, so no one is actually looking at me, and it’s just me feeling that way.

‘But still, for something like that, it’s surprisingly blatant.’

Minji and Minyoung are no surprise.

But even Hayan seems to be throwing me looks, and her mother, Hayoung, seems to be paying attention to me too.

‘This is dizzying.’

Is this... the weight I’ll have to bear going forward?

A person who wants to become king has to endure the weight of the crown, they say.

‘Who would’ve thought Grandpa was the one who kept the mood alive?’

Right.

It’s like I’m experiencing what I’ll have to go through in the future now.

It’s something I’ll face someday.

I’ll have to get used to it.

Otherwise, I’ll have to lead the mood myself.

‘But I don’t think I’m in the position to act up right now, so I’ll just go with the flow for now.’

Someone will eventually speak up, right?

And just like that, until the meal was almost over, no one said a word.

Cognitive dissonance is setting in.

Is this really the same warm family?

‘What the hell is going on?’

Is it really this big of a difference just because Grandpa’s not here?

‘Do I really have to be the catalyst?’

But that’s a bit much. Even though I’m sleeping with Minyoung, there’s still a matter of boundaries. I’m the youngest grandchild in this strict chaebol family, so is it really right for me to act up like this?

Even my sisters are just eating quietly, so what am I supposed to—

“By the way, nephew,”

“Whoop?!”

It was Hayoung, Hayan’s mother.

The piece of steak I was chewing suddenly went down my throat.

“Oh, I didn’t mean to surprise you.”

“Gack, no, I—”

I quickly took a sip of wine.

It looked incredibly expensive, but I gulped it down without savoring it.

The alcohol hit me instantly, and my head spun.

“You’re struggling, and here you are talking out of the blue? So tactless. Are you okay, Muyeol-ah?”

Minyoung, who had taken Grandpa’s seat, leaned toward me and showed concern.

The waiting secretary immediately rushed over, kneeling to check on me. Of course, it was a female secretary.

“Ha, she just said something. I didn’t expect this.”

“Anyway, you know she’s always been clueless, right?”

“Really? I didn’t expect you to say that. Isn’t our Vice Chairwoman Minyoung the least caring among us?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh~. She’s the president of our Militaris, right? She wouldn’t be able to sit in that seat unless she had that kind of talent, right?”

“Bringing up my position out of nowhere. I don’t get why you’re being sarcastic. Did I offend you?”

“You’re unbelievable~. Offended? Please. It’s bullshit.”

What the hell

Why are they fighting?

Stop fighting

It’s scary

“Ah... I’m fine. Just choked for a moment.”

“Eat slowly, nephew~.”

“Y-yes...”

What the hell is going on?

Wasn’t this supposed to be a harmonious family?

Or is it just an act they put on only in front of Grandpa?

“Could you stop making a fuss, sis?”

“...Making a fuss?”

“Seriously, if you practiced paying attention to others more often, you wouldn’t be so overwhelmed when you try to show care.”

“....”

Minyoung set down her fork with a sharp clink. Then, with her signature cold eyes, she glared at Hayoung, a look far different from when she’d glared at Minji earlier.

Is this the real killing intent of the President of Koryo Militaris? This is terrifying.

But Hayoung isn’t backing down either.

She accepts that murderous glare without flinching, and in the meantime, she’s smiling brightly.

‘Ah... no. I’ll probably get a stomach ulcer if I stay here any longer.’

I had been relaxing for a while, but I don’t understand why things have suddenly turned like this.

Was Grandpa really the mood maker and suppressor?

‘I guess I’ll have to use my trump card.’

Minji happens to be next to me.

Like a true scoundrel, she was eating without a care in this hellish atmosphere.

Actually, it’s not just her. All the daughters are eating quietly.

Maybe it’s not as serious as I thought?

Well, for now, I’ll carry out my plan.

Pretending to cut the steak, I tapped the wine glass.

The wine that the secretary had refilled spilled onto the table.

Ah, shit!

Drenched, Go Minji quickly stood up.

"Gasp. I'm sorry, sister. It was an accident."

I pretended to be shocked and hurriedly wiped her body with a tissue. The secretaries rushed to assist, but Go Minji waved them off with a 'Stop, stop. Don't touch me,' pushing them away.

We exchanged glances.

"..."

"..."

I subtly stained my own clothes with wine as well.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Ah, be careful, guys."

Go Minyoung asked worriedly, and Go Hayoung, with her characteristic nasal voice, casually brushed it off.

"It's okay. I just made a mistake."

"It's okay, mom."

Using my wet clothes as an excuse, I headed to the bathroom.

Go Minji followed me.

"Kid, aren't you paying attention? This outfit cost a fortune!"

Go Minji's voice was already lascivious behind me. It was almost palpable how soaked her excitement made her.

But this wasn't my intention. I just wanted to get out of there.

I went into the bathroom without responding and grabbed a stall, but as I was about to close the door, Go Minji quickly stuck her hand in to stop it.

"Ha. Kid, what are you doing? After calling someone over."

"I didn't call you. It really was an accident."

"What are you saying, you pervert."

Go Minji forced the door open and came in.

I didn't really care, so I didn't resist.

"Obviously, you hit it on purpose. Who are you trying to fool?"

During the steak, were you watching me, Minji?

"You just want to eat me out because you're in heat."

Go Minji reached out.

Her target was my crotch.

Squish.

"?"

My flaccid penis was softly caught in her hand.

"Why isn't it hard?"

"Well, I'm not a pervert who gets excited all the time like you."

"Stop ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) bullshitting."

Go Minji fervently played with my penis.

Naturally, it began to get erect.

"Hurry up and get it up. We have no time. We need to do it and get back in 5 minutes. And change clothes."

"That's tight."

In a rush, Go Minji was stroking my penis with one hand and pulling down her panties with the other.

The sticky fluid stretched long between her panties and her vagina.

"Ha, shit. Why isn't it standing? Are you premature?"

"What does that have to do with being premature?"

I started to feel it too.

I grabbed her face and kissed her to get it fully erect.

"Mmm."

Indeed, a kiss is the best for an erection.

It stood up instantly,

ready to penetrate.

Go Minji skillfully guided my penis.

She leaned against the wall, spread her legs, and inserted the glans.

After going in deep, she pressed my hips to go all the way in.

"Uh, ahh...!"

The pleasant intermingling of flesh.

I shook my hips mindlessly while kissing.

Squelch, squelch,

Her vagina repeatedly contracted and secreted fluids.

Go Minji's heavy breathing and the dense smell of meat oddly mixed together.

It's not exactly a pleasant smell, but you keep eating it somehow.

I pulled her body closer and thrusted with focus.

"Hmm, ahh..."

With every thumping sound, Go Minji's nasal voice grew louder.

I felt like thrusting forever.

But sadly, there wasn't much time.

To avoid unnecessary suspicion, I had to quickly finish inside and sort out my clothes.

"Hup!"

As soon as I felt the climax, I ejaculated.

I held her close and breathed deeply, ejaculating deeply inside her.

There wasn't much time to enjoy the afterglow.

About ten seconds later, I regretfully pulled out.

Squelch.

"Haah."

"Shit... I wanted it more."

"Later, later..."

"Later my ass,"

Go Minji snapped back to her senses and grudgingly pulled up her panties.

Semen was overflowing, but she wiped it up to her vagina and finished with her panties.

"That must feel incredibly messy."

Well, it's the same for me.

Storing my wet penis back in my panties... It's probably going to smell awful.