Chapter 49: Sharing His Secret
Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Sharing His Secret
Ever since Morenne’s sudden visit, Arielle had felt as though she were right on the verge of an absolute panic.
It felt as if an irresistible force were pulling at her conscience, whispering that her forbidden desires weren’t actually an atrocity.
In her heart, Owen was her cherished son, yet he felt like a different person.
’I might be crazy now... having a lewd desire for my son.’
She was entirely desperate now, yearning to cleanse herself of the chaotic thoughts that were making her behave so much like a pervert.
’Hahh... w-what if it’s bad? I love my son.’
She was having an existential crisis between right and wrong...
"Heh... you really are helpless, Mom. Are you seriously harboring those kinds of thoughts while Father is away?" Owen murmured playfully, already slipping his hands down and loosening the knot of her apron behind her back.
"I-I know it’s wrong," she mumbled softly, completely indifferent to the fact that Owen was boldly taking control of the situation.
"Then why do you keep pushing it, Mom~?" Owen smiled mischievously, raising his arms to lift the strap of the apron over her head smoothly and set it aside...
Her lovely apron is finally down.
"...." Another heavy silence filled the kitchen. She couldn’t find a single word to defend herself; the sheer intensity of her emotions was simply too overwhelming.
’I know... that. My son is just teasing me. An old, saggy woman like me doesn’t deserve a man like my son.’ She was having her own emotional turmoil inside her head now...
"What if I shared a great, the greatest secret with you, Mom? It can become our mystery secret until the day we die, if you agree." Owen decided he had played along long enough...
Everything was enough.
It was finally time to reveal his own hand, especially after seeing how deeply conflicted Arielle looked.
Watching her torture herself over the boundaries of their relationship was something he no longer wished to see.
It was finally time to let loose. And now... was the perfect time.
Although he was a certified bastard and a shameless scoundrel, he always maintained a certain level of consideration, especially toward Arielle, his mom.
He completely disregarded the oblivious husbands of the village; in his eyes, marrying a busty MILF and failing to satisfy their desires was the ultimate sin.
What was the point of having them... when they didn’t even know what the desires of their wives were?
He was the one who decided what was right and wrong!
As long as the MILFs were blissfully happy, his actions were justified... and the only real failures were the pathetic men who neglected them.
...
Arielle’s ears perked up instantly, her curiosity piqued by the sudden mention of a monumental secret.
"What is it?"
"Promise me that this stays between the two of us, Mom, alright?" Owen smiled warmly. She looked incredibly ethereal and otherworldly beautiful in her vulnerability. She truly was the perfect maternal figure, and soon, she would be completely his.
"Alright... I promise," she replied, her expression turning deeply serious as she looked at him with immense anticipation.
"What if I told you that I’m not actually your son, Mom?" Owen whispered, leaving her staring at him in utter bewilderment over the claim he had just said.
How could he possibly say he wasn’t her child when she had personally raised him from a boy into the fine young man standing before her today?
If this was merely his attempt to tease her or put her mind at ease, it certainly wasn’t working...
Although she was desperate enough to cross the taboo line just to claim him, hearing him try to sever their lifelong bond felt like a pitiful excuse that genuinely hurt her feelings.
If Owen were willing to sacrifice their precious history just to clear his conscience, she would be absolutely heartbroken...
Yes, their bond took the relationship to a completely different level, but who had the right to dictate their love?
Even if the heavens punished her, she was ready to accept him as her son... and a future man.
"I can see exactly what’s running through your mind, Mom, but what I said is the absolute truth." Owen sensed her unexplainable wave of mixed emotions, realizing he needed to step up his explanations to truly convince her.
"H-how is that even possible? I am your mother, so I know every single part of you... Please don’t make your mother sad, my dear Wen."
"I’m not joking even a slightest, Mom. I actually come from an entirely different world and arrived here in this reality as your son," Owen explained with a reassuring smile.
He wanted to express the words gradually so Arielle could process the reality of the situation.
There was no time for any jokes and shits for now...
"Another world... is such a thing even possible?" Perhaps because it was her beloved boy speaking, she desperately wanted to believe him.
If it were true, then their bond was completely free of any taboo!
While it was still hard to believe, at the very least, the universe wouldn’t condemn them for indulging their desires.
"Yes, Mom. Now let me show you some proof so you’ll know I’m not lying to you~" Owen realized that to completely shatter her doubts, his greatest asset and support was none other than his divine system.
’System... can you give me a hand here? Can I materialize some tokens as evidence?’
Ding!
[ You can withdraw the items to provide proof of your origin. You are free to let them out as you please. ]
[ At least you’re showing some genuine consideration for your mom... you’re truly a shameless bastard, but certainly not a foolish one. I’ll grant you that much. ]
[ Congratulations, you are one of the rare individuals who shares the reality of the system with others. Among the masses, you are slowly stepping toward true greatness. ]
’What an odd way of saying it, system... but I’m not complaining.’