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🕑 Added 2025-08-23 17:48:44 +0000 UTCEP.203 Different Dreams 4
"War is dangerous."
The warm, friendly mood was gone. Mother’s voice was weighty, matching her eyes.
“I’m not just saying the obvious, like how people die and get hurt. War is the surest means of getting what you want.”
“If you win, at least~.”
“Yes. If you win.”
Mother was confident: if war breaks out between Munyeosan and the succubi, our side will lose.
I’d expected as much, but hearing it aloud makes it feel even more daunting.
“If war starts, the shaman will personally lead forces to attack the succubi. Locals, for various reasons, will vacate the area.”
“And while everyone’s looking the other way, those women will be wiped out~. Just like in the old days.”
But I don’t feel the same desperate, hopeless drift or pit of despair I used to.
“My son, you’ve done well so far. Of the women who came saying they’re pregnant, about 80% are from the martial arts and sorcery halls. It’s best to avoid war, but even at worst, you’ve got some breathing room.”
“To be honest, I thought it wasn’t enough~. Even full-term pregnant women would turn into soldiers if the shaman ordered. But… something odd, whenever your name comes up, those women just go dumb. Like they’re in love~. Is that the incubus power~?”
“Yes.”
Those direct and branch family members I impregnated were all changed by the <Secret Art: Womb Piercing>.
I don’t know all the details, but it’s certain they’re blindly devoted to me.
'It worked with Cheon Ji-in, too.'
If I get the martial arts and sorcery halls’ key people on my side, the war is basically already won.
I resolved to visit sorcery director Cheon Nabi soon.
"Those women aren’t worth worrying about. They’ll do what I tell them. Same goes for the inspector director… others, not yet."
"Hoho, you’re incredible, son."
"Of course he is~."
My mother and sister glance at my cock, smiling warmly.
"Oh, and… Seoyeon, was it? That child, too, you call your woman, right?"
"Yes, that's right. Did Sera tell you?"
Mother nods.
"That child needs to be on our side."
"Why?"
Maybe I was a bit sharp, not liking her deciding my girlfriend’s place so freely.
Mother showed a wounded, jealous look.
"I'm jealous… You care for her so much… Ye-eun, we’ve still got a lot to learn."
"But the real family is us~."
"True. Anyway, son? My relationship with the shaman isn’t great. I can’t always leave the mountain, so I need someone to go out and share news for me."
"Ye-eun gets to go out once a month on leave."
"If we start prepping for war, even that’ll be hard. You could get isolated, even gagged."
In the end, Seoyeon would join the medical director’s hall. More precisely, she’d oversee acquiring supplies from external pharma companies and hospitals.
That meant she’d have free movement, even during war, and not be impeded by restrictions.
Dambi watched me for a moment after Mother’s words, and when I nodded, she reluctantly let Seoyeon go.
Those two had gotten pretty close lately.
I stayed at the doorway until the last bit of Seoyeon’s sad, responsible look disappeared.
Then, turning around
"…What are you thinking?"
"What?"
Dambi and Juhee were waiting.
"You looked troubled."
They felt hurt, I could sense it.
Guess it bugged them, that I had worries I wasn’t sharing with them.
"It's nothing. Saying goodbye to someone you care about, that’s all."
But Dambi knew my excuse was nonsense.
After all, I was the one who nodded at her watchful look.
"……"
Dambi stood stone-faced at my weak excuse, and her daughter approached gently.
"We’re on your side. If there’s anything hard, talk to us, okay?"
"Juhee’s right. I brought you here. I probably know you best on this mountain… but lately, you don’t seem like the Jihan I know at all."
Why, on gloomy days, did I seek out Seoyeon instead of my mother and sister?
Why did the news of impending war with our mortal foes shock me so much?
Why, not knowing our enemies’ identities, did I feel so agitated inside?
'I just don’t get it.'
Dambi thought, the handsome face she saw so often somehow felt unfamiliar these days.
She wondered if his real self was fake, or if he’d suddenly vanish somewhere wordlessly.
She’d felt that confusion at first, but it faded, blaming it on his reserved nature.
Different people need different amounts of time to open up, she thought.
But lately, the man she thought loved her… she just couldn’t see through him at all.
'What’s behind that mask?'
The love whispers during sex, the shy glances, the guilty gaze when pretending to sleep
…Was any of it real?
Dambi couldn’t voice the questions out of self-protection, but also
"Jihan…"
Because when Jihan finally shared a harsh truth, it would hurt her daughter more than herself.
"……"
Jihan, for his part, struggled in the swirling gloom he sensed from mother and daughter.
–But, the sorcery director’s daughter and granddaughter… you haven’t gotten them yet.
–……
–Do you really like them, then?
–…Don’t worry. I know my priorities.
–Sorry, son. It’s a cruel burden to demand.
To make fools of them and turn them into slaves through endless sex.
Or to come clean, praying that their feelings are strong enough to accept that he’s here to fuck everyone and help his family get revenge.
Jihan thought.
Logically, the first choice makes sense. No risk just more loyal slaves wagging their tails whenever they see him. Good cock, good pussy.
But… he didn’t feel right about it.
‘Damn.’
Jihan felt like a phony.
After all, maybe they only liked him for his looks and cock that’s all he wanted out of them.
Even so, now that all the “sex-affection” was becoming real emotion, he wondered if he was trying to act pure now.
He hated that about himself. He just wanted to run off and cuddle in his family’s arms like old times.
But it was too late.
He’d enjoyed it all; now he had to bear the consequences.
He owed succubi, owed the family who’d placed their trust in him, owed Dambi and those other women who’d become pussy-slaves.
So, he had to be cold.
But seeing them caring genuinely made him feel one last time… sorry, family… but he’d try leaving it up to fate.
That even after learning the truth, their love would remain unchanged he could only hope, as he began to speak.
"Curious what’s bothering me?"
"……!"
Dambi and Juhee mother-daughter pair stiffened at my trembling words.
They sensed it would be a big secret.
**
"Mom, aren’t you being too calm about all this?"
"Lower your voice! What if Happy gets startled?"
Baek Mari threw words at her mother, Baek Sera, who just kept stroking her belly in her rocking chair.
She did lower her voice a bit.
"What oppa’s best at is sex, right? Honestly, I bet if anyone can topple the shaman, he can."
"So what are you worried about?"
"Don’t you know? You understand, right, mom?"
The daughter, now Queen, growled gently, and Sera turned to her.
"You mean, that your husband is too sentimental?"
"Exactly!"
"He loves us… or rather, because he loves us, he’ll struggle between duty and affection?"
"…Right!"
"He could just fuck them stupid, but might back off out of guilt?"
"……"
"Or even fail entirely?"
"……"
Sera was sure she loved Jihan more than her own daughter did.
But she didn’t worry.
"Mari, you just don’t get it, huh?"
"…What?"
"Incubus: given the right cock, even 'god' is possible."
"…Even if it’s true, oppa wouldn’t do that. He’s softhearted for a playboy."
Sera nodded.
"Any woman can be enslaved. It’s easy. Fuck and cum, and if a strong-willed one resists, just say you love her once. Not that Munyeosan makes it easy."
"You have to hide who you are."
"True. He can’t wield full incubus power so freely. Besides, people here aren’t ordinary."
They’re all tough bitches.
"Even for most incubi, it’s impossible. But my husband has a unique strength."
"Unique… strength?"
"He makes people genuinely fall in love with him. We all know from experience, right?"
"Yeah."
Mari fell for Jihan at first sight, but her sisters were different
At first, they were cold to him, but ended up fully loving and accepting him as family.
"When that unique power combines with incubus charm ?"
SLAP!
Sera clapped her hands together with a flourish.
"Jihan doesn’t need to choose between guilt and duty anymore."
"……"
"He just needs to realize that and it’s hard. Takes courage."
**
"You two, did you even hear me? I told you I’m on the succubi’s side."
"What does that matter, you dumb man!"
"Yeah! If you’ve been hiding it this long, you must’ve suffered a lot…"
"Juhee, don’t you dare go soft now. Are you just gonna let this guy who deceived us off?"
"Yeah! You snake! You targeted us from the start, right?"
"You seducer!"
Jihan thought the mother and daughter were going to forcibly pull down his pants and, blinded by revenge, castrate him cut out the golden cock producing all this sperm.
But then
"Thanks."
He realized his prayers had been answered.
Their love was big enough to embrace even his mistakes.
He let go of his waistband. It felt right to open the store.
"I really… think I love you two."
"…You’re making me horny."
"…Let’s drag him inside."
Drrrag!
With both arms grabbed, Jihan was hauled off to the barn smiling happily all the way.
