Free Web NovelChapter 31: Chapter 31: Oops, My Hand Slipped, Mom~
"Eekkhnnnn!!!" Her shriek resounded like thunder as the kitchen knife she was holding clattered to the floor..
Unfortunately...she couldn’t control her voice from coming out.
"Oops, my hand slipped, Mom~" Owen smiled as the soft perfect sound of flesh hitting perfectly, scoping the very space and producing a perfect dap.
"Ughnn, y-your hand slipped?.."
"Yes, mom...I think my hand is bad~" freeweɓnovel.cѳm
"I-it’s really bad.." her voice laced with desperation...as if she wanted to receive more from his bad hands..
"Ohh...I’ll be going out for a while, Mom." Owen simply ignored the face she was making and gave her a smile.
A morning spanking right out of the gate is not too shabby.
’That’s what I wanted to see, not bad mom~’ A good day added by a good spanking and a loud moan..
Pwahh...noooice.
He walked out as if nothing had happened, while Arielle could barely manage to stand upright; the slap had truly made her fragile sensitive body quiver.
’Ahnn... but why does it feel so good?’ That was the lingering thought occupying her mind, it was truly out of this world.
She even felt a wave of disappointment that Owen hadn’t struck her more!
It was an incredibly bad...truly wicked, way for a mother to behave, but she just couldn’t prevent her fruit from heating up.
What had occurred last night was utterly addicting; the touch and the words Owen had directed at her were permanently drilled into her mind, repeating inside her delusional head.
But what happened was not a delusion...it was ecstasy.
"S-snap out of it, Arielle... Owen is your son, and what happened last night was just a mistake... it won’t (WILL!!!) happen again." She straightened her posture as she tried to erase the obscene thoughts from her muddled head.
Sniff!!
"Hoho... another beautiful day. Hail to all voluptuous busty ass!" Owen stepped outside as he sniffed the hand he had just used to give her an ass spanking.
It was time for his adventurous side to activate, and he was fully expecting to cross paths with Morenne again.
Such a dirty little secret was bound to repeat, and it was going to happen today...and the next day and again!
Step... step... step...
Owen strolled, enjoying the crisp morning air...and the golden lights from the morning sun.
’Heh... I never expected my life to transform from absolute shit into a living paradise.’ He was still curious about how his reality had shifted so drastically.
[ It’s a wrong decision to bring you here...you just got lucky!]
"Thank you for the compliment I guess?" Owen laughs gently as the clown system is mocking him again... the system just never gets enough.
[ It’s not a compliment bastard!]
"You act just like a woman on her period, my dear system~" Owen ignored the interface after teasing it back.
It was certainly strange, but being bound to a talkative hater of a system was refreshing; it made everything feel much more surreal...unlike those other novels.
....
"Oh... good morning, young lad," an elderly woman called out as she spotted the approaching handsome man walking casually.
"Hello there, Grandma. What are you doing up so early?" Owen was surprised to see an older woman; finally, the village was starting to feel like a proper village.
Seeing the dead silence of the place yesterday had been far too bizarre, so he was glad to witness signs of life, other than the busty MILFS.
"Just some light stretching, young lad... Are you the son of that crybaby Arielle, perhaps?" she inquired with keen interest in her eyes.
The grandma can feel that the good golden era is about to come.
Finally, the man they needed most had arrived!
The savior, all hail the chosen one!
"Yes, Grandma. I just arrived yesterday, so I haven’t seen the locals yet. It’s been a long time since I last visited." Owen followed beside her, walking just a single pace behind to show her proper respect to an elder...even if he is an asshole, he still has a good respectful side.
"Oh... that’s wonderful to hear. Finally, some good news after all these years." She was genuinely happy; at last, the long-awaited savior was here.
"Uhh... why is it such good news, Grandma?" Owen lacked the wisdom of an elder; he was still quite green when it came to such philosophical tropes.
"Haha... you will find out soon enough, young lad." She paused, gazing out at the breathtaking view.
The endless golden fields of grain radiated warmth as the sun slowly crested the horizon.
Owen stopped as well, observing the scenery; it was simply magnificent.
"The young truly possess so much vitality. I must be off, young lad... I hope you spread your seeds to those pent-up individuals..." she murmured as her figure slowly began to blend into the surroundings, waving her fragile arms to say proper goodbye to Owen.
The final sound eluded his ears, as the grandmother’s voice had dropped to a faint whisper.
’Hmm...what did grandma say?’ He turned his head and saw that the elderly woman was waving her hands.
"Well, it’s not like this is some kind of mystical novel. I’ll just do whatever I want." Owen simply kept walking after waving back, a proper goodbye to the peculiar elderly woman.
His destination now was the barn!
Perhaps he could score a victory right away. An early morning rendezvous behind the barn didn’t sound bad at all.
...
Owen then walked for a few minutes before arriving at the fence...he is back.
"Good morning, Auntie! It truly is a beautiful day, isn’t it?" Owen waved his hand toward Morenne, whom he spotted in fresh farming attire alongside her husband.
"Good morning to you too, Uncle... I bet you don’t even remember me anymore."
"Is that you, Owen? I can barely recognize you!" Morenne’s husband exclaimed, heartily patting Owen on the shoulder. freewebnoveℓ.com
He was a man of average height, so he had to crane his neck upward just to meet Owen’s gaze.
