Chapter 19
Episode 19
The next day.
Hunter Management Bureau, Investigation and Intelligence Division.
Thud.
Cheon Seung-il threw his briefcase onto his desk the moment he arrived at work.
After pressing the power button on his desktop, he headed to the break room out of habit. He pulled out a packet of instant coffee, tore it open, and poured the contents into a paper cup. As he filled it with hot water from the dispenser, the sweet aroma of coffee rose in the air.
He stirred it with a disposable stirrer before tossing it into the trash.
Hoo, glug—
Blowing on the steaming cup, he took a sip.
Sweet, yet bitter.
With the cup in hand, he returned to his desk and turned on the monitor.
On the desk lay an A4 clipboard, its surface covered in messy scribbles—as if the chaotic data in his mind had been haphazardly transcribed onto paper.
Park Yeong-jin.
Moral Decay.
Purple Cartel.
Myeongdong 12 Princesses.
Erection.
Mother-in-law.
Sustainability.
Limitless Ability.
Maintaining Decorum.
Violation of Service Regulations.
Gate Fractures.
Hunter Association Liaison Work.
Returnees.
And so on.
Words tangled together in disarray. Among them, the ones most frequently repeated—or written in large letters—were:
Park Yeong-jin.
Moral Decay.
Erection.
These words had been circled at least a hundred times.
Cheon Seung-il suddenly felt embarrassed.
Though it was part of his job, it was painfully obvious—as if his notes betrayed his jealousy, his longing for Park Yeong-jin's abilities.
He shook his head as if trying to dislodge the thoughts clinging to his mind, loosening the tension in his muscles.
"Huuup!"
Click.
Stretching his arms above his head, he grabbed the mouse and clicked the shortcut on the monitor.
[Hunter Confidential Management System]
A loading bar filled briefly before a calm gray-toned main screen appeared.
Cheon Seung-il placed his hands on the keyboard.
Tap, tap.
He typed into the search bar:
Myeongdong 12 Princesses.
Click.
The moment he pressed Enter, an access authorization prompt flashed briefly before disappearing.
[Clearance Confirmed]
[Accessible Range: Restricted]
[Search Results: 12 Items]
He clicked to expand the list.
Click.
Displayed were the names of the members of the Myeongdong 12 Princesses—including Park Yeong-jin's mother-in-law, Jo A-young.
[Jo A-young]
[Wang Mi-yu]
[Han Ji-yu]
[Ma Hyun-ji]
[Baek Bo-young]
[Kim Kang-mi]
[Sung Sook-hee]
[Lee Ji-an]
[Na Yoo-ran]
[Oh Ra-hee]
[Im Shin-hye]
[Kim Yoo-ah]
Click.
He selected Jo A-young's name.
A loading message appeared briefly before her photo and profile popped up. The picture seemed to be from her prime.
Name: Jo A-young
Date of Birth: 19--
Height: 165 cm
Body Measurements: B88 / W56 / H87
Cup Size: F
Notes:** Leader of the Myeongdong 12 Princesses.
A face full of allure and a firm, toned body.
Distinctive pink, round areolas.
Despite her slim frame, her voluptuous curves are irresistible.
Possesses a magnetic charm and benevolent personality—members naturally follow her.
Cheon Seung-il tilted his head in confusion.
Normally, confidential files contained basic information like education, background, career, and assets.
But this?
It read like an AV actress's profile.
Clearly, someone had personal interests when compiling this database.
Click.
Next, he clicked on the name right below Jo A-young's—Wang Mi-yu, the chairwoman of the Purple Cartel.
Name: Wang Mi-yu
Date of Birth: 19--
Height: 162 cm
Body Measurements: B106 / W58 / H90
Cup Size: J
Notes:** Member of the Myeongdong 12 Princesses.
Cat-like eyes and a bewitching appearance.
Massive J-cup breasts that seem ready to spill out.
48kg with enormous chest, slender waist, and delicate limbs.
Boisterous personality—second only to Jo A-young in influence.
Slightly saggy buttocks, which is a shame.
His jaw dropped at the mention of J-cup.
In his entire life, he had never seen—let alone touched—breasts that size.
Gulp.
Cheon Seung-il swallowed hard.
A dangerous signal pulsed from his lower half.
The more he learned about the Purple Cartel, the more envious he became of Park Yeong-jin.
"Alright, next..."
Click.
He scrolled through the remaining members' profiles.
With each scroll, his pupils dilated further.
A tent pitched in his pants.
Time slipped away unnoticed as he stared at the profiles and photos on the screen—so engrossed he might as well have been sucked into the monitor.
***
Pat, pat, pat, pat—
"What? The Myeongdong 12 Princesses?"
"Mmm! The Myeongdong 12 Princesses."
Kim Mi-in answered between thrusts from behind.
"Hng! Ye-yeah... It was some kind of circle Mom and her friends made back in the day. I don't know the details, but... ngh! They were pretty famous around here, I guess."
"Huuup! I see. It wasn't some delinquent group, was it? Suddenly feeling a bit scared here."
Slap!
In rhythm, I smacked her butt cheek—like a percussionist keeping time.
"Nngh! No, nothing like that. Just a social club or something? That's what Mom said. Haaah!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch—
Instead of slowing down, I thrust deeper.
"Hng... Then I guess there's no need to worry. Anything else you know? Like who was the prettiest? Heh."
Slap, slap!
I spanked her ass to the beat as I asked.
"What! Oppa, you're not thinking weird things, are you? Hngh... Well... I remember one of Mom's friends had huge boobs. And another had a butt like a mortar bowl or something."
Exactly the kind of weird thoughts I was having.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Considering my mother-in-law's seductive face and body, it wasn't hard to imagine what her friends looked like.
And now, hearing about big breasts and big butts?
Worth the wait.
Squelch, squelch, squelch—
My imagination ran wild, triggering Lustful Indomitability.
"Heehee! Oppa! Why'd you suddenly get so hot and hard?!"
Thrust, thrust, thrust—
My cock's rhythm shifted from smooth jazz to an electronic beat, drilling into her pussy.
"HAAAAAH! OPPAAAA!"
"HOOOORGH!"
Splurt, squish—
Like a DJ lost in the beat, I savored the heat of Kim Mi-in's pussy while buried inside her.
Squelch.
When I pulled out, whipped cream-like cum oozed from her slit.
Schlick.
Kim Mi-in scooped it up with her fingers and licked them clean.
"Heheh. Delish. Gack!"
Without hesitation, I shoved my cock into her mouth.
Schlop, schlop, schlop.
"Gag! Gack! Hngh! Aaah!"
Schluuuurp—
When I pulled out, strands of her saliva stretched from the tip.
Splat, plunge.
I yanked her ass back toward me and plunged my cock between her trembling folds.
"Haaah! Oppa! You're too hard! Why? It's the second round already!"
Thrust, thrust, thrust—
Instead of answering, I just kept hammering away.
Thrust, thrust, thrust—
Thrust, thrust—
Thrust—
......
...
And so, we spent the night syncing to the beat—until we eventually fell into a frenzied, erratic rhythm.
***
Zzzzz... Zzzzz...
"Hmm..."
The sound of snoring woke me.
When I opened my eyes, it was 2 AM.
After making love multiple times—something we hadn't done in a while—Kim Mi-in had collapsed from exhaustion.
Click.
My throat dry, I headed to the fridge in the living room.
But then—
Bathed in the faint glow of moonlight, a woman's silhouette sat on the sofa-bed, legs spread in a familiar pose.
The pose my mother-in-law loved.
"M-Mom...?"
Still half-asleep, I approached her.
Sure enough, a naked woman sat with her legs spread in an M-shape, her pussy glistening with honey-like slickness.
But—
That wasn't Mom's pussy!
"Danger! That's not her!"
Thud.
I jolted awake.
And in my shock, I stumbled back and fell.
Whoosh—THUD.
"Guh—!"
This time, for real—
A triangle choke locked around my neck, crushing my shoulders.
"You... Who the hell... Gack... are you?!"
Crreeak—
Her legs tightened further, threatening to snap my collarbones.
CRUNCH.
"Huuuurk!"
Then, a sticky, pheromone-laden mound of flesh smothered my nose and mouth.
Her pussy.
Ecstasy and suffocation intertwined in an instant.
"Ghk..."
My vision blurred.
Consciousness faded.
"Hah... Hah..."
Through my fluttering eyelids, I caught a glimpse of her face.
Moonlight shimmered on her hair.
Skin as smooth as freshly glazed porcelain.
Willow-leaf eyebrows that swayed gently.
Eyes like tranquil lakes.
A beauty.
"GAHK!"
As if determined to finish me off, the triangle choke tightened like a vise.
Snap.
Thud.
I blacked out and hit the floor.