Chapter 142
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 142
Chapter Title: A Mountain of Meat
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After spending the whole day roaming around and earning coins, I returned to my room. Yejin came over to greet me with a bright smile.
“Oppa, you’re back? You worked so hard today!”
“Yeah, it was a grind.”
Today’s tour of the Difficulty 3 dungeons had yielded some pretty solid rewards across the board.
I tossed one of them her way.
“Here! Sort these out and store them away tomorrow.”
“Huh? This is meat? But why so much? It’s gotta be enough for a hundred people—no, way more than that!”
“Cleared the dungeon, and they handed out meat by the cut. We can set aside a day and grill it all up together.”
Honestly, I’d been a little disappointed when I first saw the reward. I’d hoped for something more special.
I wanted an incredible trait or skill I could put to good use, but it was just food. The letdown matched my expectations.
That changed the moment I saw the sheer quantity, though. Like Yejin said, it was an insane amount. In a zombie apocalypse where scavenging food was such a hassle, this kind of reward was actually pretty damn useful.
The farmers handling food production couldn’t scale up quickly in this environment, so handing out rations like this was basically giving everyone the will to keep going.
Especially now, with so many people gathered here.
I remembered that time I’d brought Sohee and Miyoung over for a barbecue party.
We’d grilled up a storm and had a blast back then, but now the group was way bigger.
Starting with Hadongseok and his crew, then Suhyun joined, and lately even Kang Jin from the disbanded Haedong Faction and his whole family were crashing here.
I’d brought back more than enough meat from today’s dungeon to stuff ourselves silly and still have leftovers for after the party.
“Like last time, a barbecue? That sounds delicious~”
Yejin quickly crammed the meat into the fridge, smacking her lips in anticipation.
The only downside was that the reward was just meat.
Grilling meat without sides is boring as hell, right?
You need lettuce wraps slathered with ssamjang and garlic to bundle it up and shove in your mouth.
No veggies at all—such a shame.
Whoever designed these rewards either doesn’t know shit about eating or just doesn’t give a damn.
I’d have to scrounge some vegetables later.
Once Yejin finished jamming the last of the meat into the fridge and dusted off her hands, she switched topics.
“Oh, and I heard you set up that machine gun today? Dongseok-ssi told me.”
“Yeah, that thing? Cost a fortune in coins, but it means everyone can live safely here for a while even if I’m not around.”
“Hehe, who’d be dumb enough to attack this place? Oppa lives here.”
She had no idea.
“You never know. The world’s full of all kinds of lunatics who don’t operate on common sense. Psychos who do completely irrational shit without batting an eye—they’re everywhere.”
“Really? Hmm... yeah, maybe you’re right.”
“Before the zombie apocalypse hit, modern society kept them in check, so they didn’t stand out much. But now? No rules, no restraints. It’s a madman’s playground.”
Yejin beamed at me after hearing that.
“Meeting you before one of those creeps got me was pure luck. I can’t even imagine what they’d have done if they’d caught me.”
“Can’t imagine? You’d have gotten fucked six ways to Sunday. A pretty girl like you? They would’ve passed you around like a party favor.”
With looks like Yejin’s, she was top-shelf.
If she’d run into some unhinged bastard with no limits, she’d have been raped right then and there.
“E-eh? Me?”
At that, Yejin let out a flustered squeak, her face turning beet red.
“Yeah, you. Who else is here?”
“W-well, true... but it’s the first time I’ve heard you call me pretty, oppa...”
Thinking back, I really hadn’t complimented her looks directly much.
I’d made comments about her big tits or how hot she was—plenty of sexual stuff—but never straight-up “pretty.”
“Huh, you’re right. Kinda late to say it now, but I thought you were pretty from the first time I saw you. If not, I might not have kept you around this long.”
“R-really? Hearing that from you... it’s embarrassing, but... it feels nice. Hehe. Ah, no! More importantly, I have something to tell you, oppa!”
Looking shy, Yejin scratched her head with her face still flushed, then hurriedly changed the subject.
“Something to tell me? What?”
“It’s about Suhyun.”
Why’d Suhyun’s name come up out of nowhere?
For now, I figured I’d hear her out in the shower.
Yejin took the lead, slowly peeling off my clothes as she began.
“You know Suhyun has a bunch of scars on her body, right? Seems like they really bother her.”
“She’s a woman at heart, so yeah, that tracks.”
“I heard you already knew, but those scars are a huge trauma for her.”
Yeah, no surprise there.
Those grotesque scars covering her body weren’t exactly easy on the eyes for a normal person.
And on a woman, no less—earned during those awkward school years when everyone’s obsessed with their looks. No way that wouldn’t leave scars on her psyche too.
But why bring this up?
“So what’s your point?”
“You’ve had sex with Suhyun before, right?”
We’d stripped down and stepped into the shower together, warm water cascading over us, when the word “sex” hit out of left field.
I hadn’t seen it coming at all and was caught off guard for a second, but it wasn’t some big secret, so I answered straight.
“Yeah, we did. Pretty sure she loved every second.”
“Exactly!”
“Exactly what? What’re you getting at?”
“Suhyun wants to have sex with you again like that time. But the scars on her body make it hard for her to bring it up. What do you think of them?”
Yejin lathered up a towel with body wash and started scrubbing me clean as she asked.
“Don’t really think anything of them? Sure, there are a ton, but that doesn’t make me avoid her or find it weird. Was she holding back on asking for sex because of the scars?”
“That’s what she said. So I figured I’d ask for her—what you thought.”
“I don’t mind at all. If she wants to hook up, tell her to say the word anytime. I won’t turn her down.”
Sex with Suhyun had its own unique flavor, I remembered.
Unlike Yejin, Miyoung, or Sohee, she was the one who could handle demonic energy sex.
Stimulate her dantian directly with demonic energy, and she’d react right away, her pussy clenching like an onahole I could control at will.
That vise-grip squeeze at the end was a whole new level of thrill. The insane stimulation had my eyes rolling back, and her orgasmic sucking on my dick mid-climax— not just anyone could pull that off.
Out of all the women I’d met, Suhyun was the only one who could take demonic energy.
No one else for demonic energy sex.
Yejin kept scrubbing every inch of me with the towel as she continued the conversation.
“But even if you say it’s no big deal, it’s not like she can just flip a switch, right?”
“Yeah, it’s a mental block... Trauma like that doesn’t vanish overnight.”
“That’s why I wanted to ask you one favor.”
A favor?
From the flow of the talk, there was only one thing it could be.
“Make the scars on Suhyun’s body disappear?”
“As expected of oppa—you nailed it!”
Sorry, Yejin, but that was a no-go.
“Guessing you think black magic can handle it? Nope. Completely erasing scars like they were never there isn’t simple.”
Black magic was all about destruction.
Restoration was a whole different ballgame.
“I figured as much! What I’m asking isn’t for you to erase the scars.”
“Then what’s the favor?”
“Since you can’t erase them, how about covering them up with tattoos so they don’t show? Think you could?”
Tattoos, huh...
Yeah, that was a thing.
I remembered cases where people with stubborn scars hid them under ink.
Happened in my old world and this one too.
“Not impossible, but you’re not seriously thinking of leaving the tattooing to me, are you?”
“Huh? Of course I was—oppa doing it.”
“No way. Never done it before. Just because I can use black magic doesn’t make me a jack-of-all-trades.”
Yejin’s face fell at that.
Suhyun must’ve really tugged at her heartstrings.
Tattooing someone’s body...
I’d have to know what I was doing.
It wasn’t as simple as doodling on skin.
Still, if she was desperate enough to beg me, I wanted to help out.
Drawing on her body to hide the scars...
Wait—drawing?
Suddenly, an idea sparked in my head.
If it was just about covering them up, why not engrave magic circles on Suhyun’s body?