Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: What Dream Are You Dreaming, Na-young? (7)
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"Ahhk! Eugh! Aaak!"
Joo Na-young's Indian rice—no exaggeration, it felt on par with that old man's, the strongest creature in the universe—with the dream buff kicking in.
I considered activating Essence Absorption for a split second, but if she opened her eyes from the thrill of slapping me, things could get way worse, so I held back.
"Eugh! Euherng, stop it!"
I knew it was embarrassing for me too, but it hurt so damn much that tears just started pouring down my face.
Fuck, it's just a dream anyway—should've let Yeon Du beat me up and racked up that loser level while I was at it!
Maybe my crying face was even more pathetic than I thought, because Joo Na-young's Indian rice finally stopped.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Loser Level rises by 5.] "Hoo, haa. Crying over a few slaps like that? You're such a pathetic loser."
My pride took a hit, but not getting slapped anymore felt so damn good that I couldn't help but grin.
"Right? I'm pretty pathetic, huh? Heh heh."
"Don't go from crying to grinning like an idiot—it makes you even uglier."
I grinned like a fool until Yeon Du suddenly crossed my mind, and I turned to look back at her.
"Ugh, Yeon Du! Don't look at me like that."
The stares from the other gallery folks didn't faze me much. But not you too, Yeon Du!
Even if I got beat up and cried by Joo Na-young in real life, Yeon Du would comfort me instead of making that disgusted face... but still, this hit hard.
I stared blankly into Yeon Du's eyes, and suddenly Joo Na-young's pale white fingers appeared right in front of me.
"I touched something filthy, and now my hand's all dirty. Lick it clean."
"What? You've always been like this? Should've said so sooner."
I beamed at her demand. One of her erogenous zones—her fingers—must've manifested like this in the dream.
In our line of work, this counts as a reward.
I brought my tongue to her fingers without hesitation, and Yeon Du, who was watching, went wide-eyed.
"Oppa, you aren't seriously gonna... right? Right?"
Ugh, fuck. Oh yeah, Yeon Du was here?
...No, forget about when she was beating me earlier? This is a dream. A Yeon Du staring at me that coldly doesn't exist.
"Begone, fake Yeon Du!"
"O-Oppa..."
Seeing tears well up in Yeon Du's eyes stabbed at my conscience, but that just made me focus even harder on Joo Na-young's fingers.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ -[Essence Absorption]! "Chup, churup, slurururup!"
"Eek!"
I grabbed her hand and started slurping greedily, and Joo Na-young let out a cute squeak, clearly not expecting me to actually do it, pulling her fingers back.
"Smack, smack."
"Eut."
Her fingers resisted for a moment before going limp. 'What's this?' I looked up to see her grinning smugly at Yeon Du's hurt expression.
Prioritizing someone else's misery over her own embarrassment. What a wicked bitch.
"Lick lick. Sniff sniff!"
"Oppa, stop it!"
"Pob, smack, smack."
Yeon Du grabbed my shoulders, trying to pull me away from Joo Na-young, but I kept my tongue glued to her fingers till the end.
"Liar..."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Loser Level rises by 5.] Today's me was the incarnation of loserdom itself.
"Heut, haa! Ha, haha, what do I do, sis? The guy you like is such a mess? Hah."
Joo Na-young burst out laughing at the sight of us, her climax meter shooting up at a frightening speed.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [50(50)/100] To think just licking fingers got her this far.
Curious, I pulled up her stat screen, and it all made sense.
⚔ STATUS ⚔ [Sexual Barriers] Handsome Preference (Low), Ugly Aversion (Mid), Weakling Aversion (Mid) [Erogenous Zones] Fingers, Toes, Nape [Sexual Fantasy] Bullying Losers The perfect storm of her sexual barriers, erogenous zones, and fantasies created this effect.
I lavished attention on her fingers, palms, even the lines and cuticles, and the combined power of that trio plus Essence Absorption sent her over the edge in seconds.
"W-Wait, stop a sec. Ahht, huh? Hey! I said stop, g-guh, h-heut."
I ignored her pleas and kept tonguing away until Joo Na-young spread her fingers wide and shuddered into climax.
"Making her cum from fingers alone—Essence Absorption never fails... Gahk!"
I nodded proudly at my handiwork, only to get slapped across the face by her other hand and sent flying.
"Aooo."
I rubbed my stinging cheek as I got up, spotting Joo Na-young fuming, her own cheek flushed bright red.
"Hah, hah, you... I told you to stop!"
Whish! Thud!
"Block it? Block this?! Kyak! What the hell are you doing? Let go!"
I blocked the next slap and shoved the freaking-out Joo Na-young to the ground.
"Don't wanna? Not letting go."
Drenched in my spit, you bitch!
I yanked off her flailing shoes and moved from fingers to toes, licking away.
"Mmm, tasty! Lick lick, slurrrp!"
"Kee, kyaaat!"
Bam!
The end came abruptly.
"Gahk! Y-You fucking bitch!"
Thrashing wildly, Joo Na-young stomped my face—right on the mouth, of all places.
You know how it goes sometimes? Messing around, then one bad hit turns it serious.
I shot to my feet and pinned her left thigh inner side under my knee.
"Kyaaak! What are you doing?!"
"Think I'd just take it forever, you bitch?!"
This dream was grounded enough in reality that no real danger lurked, letting me push my loser level close to 40. The rest could wait.
I pressed down lightly on her struggling face and wrapped around her other leg, sprawling out.
"Kyaaak!"
I yanked her right foot trapped between my legs, spreading them wide open.
Her short skirt made her panties fully visible.
This was the classroom floor nibada we practiced back in school, oblivious to the grime, you slut!
"Hah, aaak! Let go! Let me gooo!"
I'd worried the dream might nullify pain, but she seemed to feel it fine.
With the hold locked in, I used her right ankle near her pussy to tap it teasingly.
"Fucking bitch, you think I'm easy prey just standing there? Huh?"
Tap, tap!
"Kyak! Hey! You bastard! You're dead!"
"What? Bastard? Kill me then! Kill me! Yeah! This is fun! Your soles are so squishy!"
Tap!
"Eek! Uwaaa! Kyaaah!"
"Crazy bitch, you're gonna blow your voice. But do you think I'll let go?"
Joo Na-young pounded my legs with freakish strength, but my eyes were rolled back in rage too—I felt no pain.
'And honestly, it's a dream—so what if I die? You picked the wrong day. Just don't wake up.'
Still locked in, I craned my neck and extended my tongue to her toes.
Lick.
"Haat! Heut! Aaak!"
"Chup, chup. Smooch!"
I sucked her toes a few times, and growls mixed with moans started spilling from her lips.
"Huaaah! Let gooo! Hng, aaak! Ung, you bastard!"
My lips savored her toes while my right foot relentlessly rubbed the front of her panties.
Panicking, Joo Na-young thrashed to escape, but she couldn't muster the superhuman feats from her scrap with Yeon Du earlier.
'Makes sense—it's her dream, but not everything bends to her will. Punches come slow, flights end in crashes.'
Thus began a sweaty wrestling match between us.
I'd only horsed around with friends a few times, never trained formally, so my holds slipped occasionally.
Each time, I'd pin her escaping ass again, tumbling until she ended up flat on her stomach, me straddling her waist-to-ass junction.
"Haa, heuk, h-how'd it end up like this."
"Hak, hah..."
Exhausted and tamed a bit, I stared at Joo Na-young's ass.
The wild movements had hiked her skirt to her waist, baring her white-pantied rear in all its glory.
Slap, rub rub.
"Eut!"
I smacked one cheek while wiping sweat from my forehead with the other hand.
"Hoo... what a hassle."
The sweaty wrestling match with Na-young had vented my earlier rage, replaced now by surging lust.
I eyed my bulging pants.
Sitting on soft female flesh, rolling around.
Plus, during the tussle, her pussy juices had soaked her panties, leaving my right foot with that slick warmth.
Watching her firm ass rise and fall with her breaths, I unzipped.
Ziiiip-.
Pants down, my swollen cock sprang out—thwack!—landing heavy on her ass crack.
"Hng?"
Feeling the weight on her ass—or maybe from her omniscient author dream view—Joo Na-young shuddered.
I folded her knee and resumed sucking her toes.
Licking from Achilles tendon down her calf, I smooched and slobbered her knee creases.
"Heuk, it, uwaaa!"
"Ah, why you gotta squirm? You're not some brat—stay still! I'll make it feel good like when oppa massages you."
I smacked her bucking ass calf and resumed licking her leg.
"Ait, can't reach."
I'd twisted to suck her knee from this position, but thighs were beyond my flexibility.
Sliding down toward her back, she wailed like she was dying.
"Keuk, heavy! Ah, too heavyyy!"
"Unf, hold on a sec. If you'd behave, would I have to press so hard?"
"Hik! Wh-What's that on my back! Get it off! Y-You, I'm reporting you!"
"Yeah, that's my dick. And this is a dream. Report me if you want, your call."
In her dream, that guy raped me!
Good position secured—I leaned down, burying my face in her ass.
"Sniff, sniff!"
"Huaak!"
Squirm, squirm.
I pinned her wriggling ass while sliding fingertips under her panties, peeling them down to her knees.
"Yaaah! You psycho! I said no for real!"
Hands between her cheeks, I spread sideways—cute anus and pussy hole twitching into view.
"You check yourself in the mirror like this usually? Even in a dream, the detail's impressive... Nah, inside lacks detail."
Surface-level detail only.
Spread with fingers—both pussy and anus plain pink, wrinkle-free.
"No smell here, huh?"
Flat on her stomach, her pussy was out of tongue reach.
Settling for shoving my nose near her anus instead—no scent.
"Dream perks—no nasty details."
"Ah, what're you doing! Let go!"
"Leeeet gooo~."
I mocked her right back, and furious, she folded both knees to heel-kick my head.
"Oh ho!"
Caught her falling ankle with both hands and plunged my nose into her winking backdoor.
"Kyak! Ah, aaaa!"
"Smack, smack. Welcome to your first rimjob?"
"P-Psycho! Ang!"
A move I hadn't even done to Pomi or Yu-ra: rimming. Vulgarly, ass-licking.
In reality, smell and hygiene would be huge barriers, but no odor and empty inside? Fair game.
"Ung! Don't, stooop! It's dirty!"
Flail, flail.
Her gripped ankle shook violently before slipping free.
She hammered my shoulders and head, but my tongue never stopped.
"Mmph, phwa! Heup! Smoooch, paa!"
"Ang, ahng, don't, you, bast-! Hiiing."
After an eternity nose-deep, breath-starved, I lifted my head.
"That 'bast-hiiing' was adorable. Feel my dick getting harder, oppa's prize?"
I thrust my glans into her back a few times—she went berserk.
"Aaak! Bast..."
Teased, she spat curses syllable by syllable. Timed perfectly, tongue back in her ass—nailed the moan.
"...Hiiing!"
"Love hearing it more. My new nickname? Bastard-hiiing—irresistibly hateable guy vibe."
"Uwaaa! Aaah! Let me go, you lunatic!"
"Nope, you lunatic bitch! Gotta go psycho right back to straighten you out!"
I rose and climbed back onto her ass.
As I hoisted up, she was pulling her knee-down panties back on.
"Since you're re-pantied anyway, how about this?"
I lifted her panties slightly and slotted my raging pillar between her cheeks.
Released—the snap against my cock felt divine.