Chapter 061: Emergency Pills (18+)

Seeing that box of pills, I finally understood that Yumi had taken emergency birth control. 

This didn’t surprise me at all.

After all, last night Jihoon had used his fingers to push his cum deep into her vagina.

Without birth control, Yumi could very well have gotten pregnant.

Normally, seeing she’d taken the pills should have eased my mind and calmed me down, but I couldn’t relax.

…because Jihoon had seen that box.

Even if he hadn’t clearly read the smaller text and didn’t know exactly what the medicine was for, Jihoon had remembered the name “NorLevo.”

If he looked it up online the next day using a classmate’s phone, asked other classmates, or inquired at a pharmacy… in short, he had many ways to find out what the pills were for.

Wouldn’t he then make the connection?

There was only one reason Yumi would take birth control pills: she knew about Jihoon ejaculating inside her.

That meant she had been aware of what he’d done to her that night.

Yumi spent every waking moment with Jihoon, day and night.

He wouldn’t suspect her of being with another man.

Moreover, the male protagonist wasn’t home, and the timing of her taking the pills was too coincidental.

No matter how dense Jihoon was, he would realize Yumi had been pretending to sleep.

At that point, Jihoon would have two choices:  

1. To behave himself henceforth and cease violating Yumi, knowing she was aware but hadn’t said anything. 

2. Push his luck even further and violate Yumi.

After all, she knew what was happening but didn’t refuse, implying she was indulging him.

Plus, her pussy secreting love juices and her nipples erect showed she was aroused and enjoying it too.

My heart tightened with anxiety.

Once Jihoon knew everything, which path would he choose? 

Would he stop?

Could a boy in puberty truly resist such temptation?

And as a minor, his thoughts were likely simpler…focused only on the moment, not the future.

If I were in his shoes, I would probably choose the second option.

I adjusted the video timeline by another day.

The following evening, Yumi and Jihoon returned home from school.

Yumi seemed more at ease now.

Last night, Jihoon hadn’t violated her much, just grabbed her ass and breasts a couple of times, allowing her to sleep soundly for once. 

Jihoon, on the other hand, looked quite cheerful and in high spirits.

He chatted and laughed with Yumi…

Yet his eyes held an inexplicable glint.

Sitting at the computer and knowing the full truth, I could guess and confirm that Jihoon must have used some moment during the day to look up the medicine. 

Yumi, maintaining her normal demeanor in front of him, inadvertently gave Jihoon a false impression: that she enjoyed his advances…

When Yumi turned toward the kitchen to prepare dinner, Jihoon watched her retreating figure with a faint smile.

That smile reminded me of a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.

Witnessing this, I knew the night would not pass quietly.

Something was bound to happen.

True to my expectations, Jihoon chose the second option.

After dinner, Yumi diligently helped Jihoon with his homework.

Looking at her, it was clear she was prepared to endure as long as he didn’t penetrate her and she could keep her final boundary intact.

She would hold on until her husband came home. 

What Yumi didn’t know was that Jihoon had already figured everything out.

He understood she allowed him certain liberties, but he wasn’t sure where exactly that line was drawn.

When Yumi lowered her head, focused on reviewing the problems for Jihoon, he glanced up at her with desire.

He tried to be discreet, stealing a few quick looks before hastily averting his gaze.

**

When it was time for bed, Yumi returned to her bedroom as usual, changed into her nightgown, and then picked up her phone to call me as always, checking if I was turned on.

Discovering my phone was off, she shook her head, her expression tinged with anxiety and worry, but more than anything, it was longing.

Setting her phone down on the nightstand, she sat on the edge of our bed, lost in thought.

There seemed to be an inexplicable fear about Jihoon’s room now.

As a brand-new mother with no experience, she felt utterly helpless about her current relationship with Jihoon.

“Mom, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Just as Yumi sat lost in thought by the bed, Jihoon, who seemed to have been waiting impatiently, ran into our bedroom to check on her.

His face wore an innocent expression, though in truth, he had grown much bolder now that Yumi knew the truth.

With her awareness, he could act much more relaxed.

“N-nothing… Come on, let’s go rest…”

Startled out of her thoughts by Jihoon’s sudden appearance—especially since he was precisely what she’d been thinking about—Yumi stammered nervously.

She quickly stood up, turned off the bedroom light, and followed Jihoon toward his room.

Watching Yumi and Jihoon walk toward his bedroom in the video, I felt an overwhelming premonition.

It seemed she wasn’t just heading to his room, but also toward the end of our own happiness.

The feeling was overwhelming.

Was it really going to happen tonight?