I Got into My Childhood Friend's...Yuri Harem?-Chapter 25: Meeting Ji-min’s Mother

"Who wants to sleep over at my place tonight? Dad’s not coming home."

At Seong Ji-min’s words, everyone present raised their hands.

Sleeping over meant literally "sleeping over."

It was a golden opportunity to get closer to Seong Ji-min.

Especially since Kwak Jo-young had recently crossed the line with her.

That meant the person "chosen" this time was also likely to do so.

Now that Kwak Jo-young had taken the spot right next to Seong Ji-min, no one here would miss this opportunity.

"First, our Jo-young!"

And of all people, Kwak Jo-young was chosen first.

The girl who had become a "sister" and was being favored by Seong Ji-min.

The other girls gritted their teeth, having lost a precious spot to Kwak Jo-young.

And they realized once again how advantageous being a "sister" was.

"And... Let’s take one more person. Mom will scold me if there are too many."

Just one person.

Excluding Kwak Jo-young, who had secured a spot, only one person would get the chance.

"Hmm..."

Seong Ji-min looked around.

Every girl she made eye contact with trembled with anticipation, hoping to be chosen.

But only one person would be chosen. The rest had to accept defeat.

After a brief deliberation, Seong Ji-min made her decision.

"Then, Ji-yoon. Let’s go together."

"Yay!"

Yoon Ji-yoon.

A cute second-year junior.

She had been hovering around Seong Ji-min since she entered last year, and now she had somehow risen to the position of one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Her unique cheerful personality and quick wit were unmatched. Thanks to that, in less than a year, Yoon Ji-yoon was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with her seniors.

Naturally, some girls didn’t like her.

There were rumors of her being arrogant and annoying.

But those were just rumors.

No one dared to badmouth Yoon Ji-yoon, one of Seong Ji-min’s closest associates, to her face.

And for the juniors who admired Seong Ji-min, Yoon Ji-yoon was a role model.

"Ji-min-sunbae! Thank you! Thank you!"

"You’re welcome."

Seong Ji-min patted the head of the cute junior, who kept bowing at a 90-degree angle.

The rookie junior had snatched the last precious spot.

Naturally, the other close associates were dissatisfied.

"Ah~ I wanted to go too."

"Next time, Se-hwa."

"Unnie, me too."

"You too, Ji-ah. I’ll come again soon."

Seong Ji-min soothed her dissatisfied associates.

Meanwhile, Yoon Ji-yoon, chosen over her seniors, was ecstatic.

"Hehe! Sorry, sunbae-nims! I was chosen first!"

"Tsk."

While everyone present burned with jealousy towards Yoon Ji-yoon...

Only Kwak Jo-young, the only one who knew the truth besides Seong Ji-min, shook her head.

***

[Let’s do it at my place today. You should see my stepmother’s face too. Dress nicely. We’ll have dinner. Wash your dick well. Come to the address below by 7 pm.]

I received this text from Seong Ji-min three days later.

This time, it was at her house.

She was inviting me over to her house in the evening.

During the past three days I had no contact with Seong Ji-min

So, I trained myself diligently.

10,000 Penis thrusts of gratitude.

Thrusting with the determination to win over Seong Ji-min with my penis next time.

Thanks to that, I could feel my lower back and core muscles had gotten stronger,

I gained confidence that I could keep up with anyone.

However, going to her house... was a challenge in itself.

"Ugh..."

The most expensive residential area in Seoul’s most expensive neighborhood.

A three-story house with a garden. That was Seong Ji-min’s house.

People often say "a house like a palace."

But the house at the address Seong Ji-min gave me wasn’t just like a palace, it was one.

In this famously expensive neighborhood, the garden alone was five times bigger than the entire yard of my countryside home.

The outside of the house looked more like a piece of art than an actual home.

It made me stop and think, How can a house even look like this?

To be honest, it was a little intimidating.

I’d heard that Seong Ji-min came from a wealthy family, but I didn’t take it seriously.

Weren’t rich girls usually like that? Decked out in designer brands, riding in black cars with chauffeurs, showing up at VIP-only parties, untouchable, like they lived in another world.

But Seong Ji-min was having sex with me in a shabby studio apartment in a rundown neighborhood.

There was no way someone like her was one of them.

And yet, if this place really belonged to Seong Ji-min, then maybe she was the real deal.

I felt like I was finally seeing who Seong Ji-min truly was.

Gulp.

I swallowed hard.

Was I really allowed to enter a house like this?

No, wait. Maybe Seong Ji-min gave me the wrong address as a joke.

If I entered by mistake, would a private security team catch me and drag me away?

And then Seong Ji-min, hiding somewhere, would laugh at me.

Considering her personality, it was a plausible scenario.

Better safe than sorry.

I called Seong Ji-min.

-Hello?

Surprisingly, she answered right away.

"Hey, I’m in front of your house."

-So? Ring the doorbell.

"What if they mistake me for a suspicious person and arrest me?"

-Stop talking nonsense and come in!

Click.

She hung up.

"Hmm."

Should I really ring the doorbell?

If it’s the wrong house, I can just apologize, right?

Even a rich family wouldn’t arrest someone for ringing the doorbell, would they?

Trembling, I pressed the doorbell.

-Ding-dong.

A moment later, a voice came from the intercom.

-Yes, who is it?

Was it my imagination? Even the voice from the intercom sounded elegant.

Rich people are different.

"Uh, I’m Seong Ji-min’s friend. Juji King, I mean, Ju Ji-han. Is Ji-min there?"

Damn it! I’d been yelling "Juji King! Lightning-fast Piston!" so much lately that it had become a habit.

-Juji King...?

I misspoke, but for some reason, the lady on the intercom reacted to "Juji King."

I said Ju Ji-han, not Juji King!

-Beep. Clunk.

The large iron gate opened with a heavy sound.

Was I allowed to enter?

I hesitantly stepped into the garden.

Perhaps it was my bias, but every single tree in the garden looked luxurious.

The randomly placed stones, the pond, even the streetlights looked expensive.

Wow. I’m nervous.

What is this? Is this really a place where people live?

"Hey! Juji King! Hurry up!"

"Ooh!"

I looked up and saw Seong Ji-min waving from a second-floor window.

I waved back and entered the building.

And as I stepped into the entrance hall...

"Gasp."

I froze the moment I saw "that person."

"An... an incredibly beautiful woman...!"

Indeed.

There was an incredibly beautiful woman.

She was tall, with a face so small it could fit in one hand. Her body was slim, but she still had curves in all the right places.

She wore a fancy house dress that looked like it was made just for her.

A woman of indeterminate age, exuding both elegance and sensuality.

The word "stunning beauty" came to mind.

Even though I didn’t know what it meant.

"Oh my. It is Ji-han. Your way of speaking is still so amusing."

"Gasp!"

My heart ached.

What was this feeling?

Could this be... love...?

"W-W-Who are you?"

"Don’t you remember me? I’m Ji-min’s mother."

"Ji-min’s mother..."

My mind wasn’t working properly.

It usually didn’t, but now it was even worse, as if rusted.

Ji-min’s mother...

"Whoa!"

"Oh my."

That’s right.

This was Ji-min’s stepmother!

’I want you to fuck her senseless.’

The stepmother Ji-min had talked about!

Honestly, I barely remembered what Ji-min’s stepmother looked like.

I only had a vague memory of a very young and beautiful woman.

That’s how most of my memories were from before puberty. Back then, even if someone was beautiful, I didn’t have any other impressions beyond that.

So, I was completely shocked to see Seong Ji-min’s mother again as an adult.

That such a person existed.

Seong Ji-min was beautiful. The girls around her were also beautiful.

But Seong Ji-min’s mother was different.

It was as if her face was illuminated by a halo.

Was this the aura of a former actress?

She gave off an otherworldly aura, different from ordinary people.

Just like the stones in this garden looked different from the stones on the roadside.

"H-H-Hello! Mother!"

Still reeling from the shock, I bowed deeply.

Whatever the circumstances, you greet a friend’s mother first. That’s the natural order.

"Ji-han, you’ve grown so tall. Your face is still the same, though."

From our first meeting, Mother pierced my heart with her words, spoken with a smiling face.

"Huh...? My face is the same?"

That was a bit of a shock.

Especially coming from Ji-min’s mother.

"W-Wasn’t I cute when I was younger?"

If I’ve looked like this since birth, what hope do I have to live?

Ji-min’s mother laughed and said,

"You’re still cute, Ji-han, just like you were before."

"Gasp!"

Cute. Cute? Cute!

She called me cute!

My heart hurts.

A heart attack?

No.

This is... love!

"Hey! Juji King! What are you doing down there?"

As I was about to collapse, clutching my heart, I heard Seong Ji-min’s voice from upstairs.

Her voice brought me back to my senses.

"O-Oh, I’m coming."

"Heheh. I’ll show you to the room. Follow me."

Ji-min’s mother led the way up the spiral staircase.

"Ooh..."

Something... something amazing.

With each step she took, her hips swayed.

The thin dress clearly outlined the silhouette of her moving buttocks.

Amazing. Truly amazing...

"This is the first time Ji-min has brought a boyfriend home."

"I-Is that so?"

I had been following her, captivated by her swaying hips, but quickly pretended I hadn’t been staring and replied.

"Be good to our Ji-min, Ji-han."

"Haha, of course, Mother. Ji-min is my best friend."

"Really? Thank you!"

We arrived at a room on the second floor, and Mother took my hands in hers.

"Ji-han, please take good care of our Ji-min."

"Ah... Ah..."

I froze.

I wanted to say something, but my body wouldn’t move.

It was as if... as if... I had been turned to stone by Medusa’s gaze...

"Hey! Juji King!"

"...Huh?"

A voice broke the spell.

Seong Ji-min was standing in the open doorway, glaring at me.

"What are you doing, not coming in?"

"Oh? Oh, I’m coming. then..."

I bowed to Seong Ji-min’s mother and entered the room.

"Heheh. Have fun."

A soft, almost seductive laugh reached my ears from behind.