Chapter 62
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Song Ji-eun's Romance
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Before heading out, I called Bora aside.
"You know your skill is a shield, right?"
"Yes, you used it in front of the church, Master."
"Right. Back then, it was a do-or-die situation, and since you're not used to fighting, I handled it. But from now on, you'll use it."
"Me?"
"Yeah, I don't need it. Use it right away if the others are in danger."
"But I've never used it before..."
"If it feels dangerous, just shout 'shield' in your mind. It should block regular zombies."
The shield was still low-level, useless against ticket users.
Same for field bosses.
At best, it could handle normal zombies.
Better to use it for protecting the group until it levels up.
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"Yah—!!"
Thwack!
"Master! You're even faster than before."
Bora's golf club swing had definitely sped up.
The headless zombie staggered before collapsing to the ground.
It was a five-minute walk from the one-room apartment, and we'd only run into two zombies—one taken out by Roji, the other by Bora.
Bora had followed my instructions perfectly, swinging full force to decapitate it.
I'd watched Roji do hers: she smashed the zombie's leg with a steel pipe to bring it down, then crushed its head.
I'd give that move 200 out of 100.
"I knew it from when you beat down those gangsters in the market, but you're so clean and efficient, no wasted moves."
"I'm still far from perfect. I want to get as strong as you, Oppa."
She said it without looking me straight in the eye.
Was she saying she wanted to grow stronger as my slave, or on her own? It was ambiguous, but not a bad reaction.
Either way, she admired my strength.
The area in front of the school was even worse than last time.
Rotting corpses littered the ground, and the pavement was sticky with zombie melt.
"Looks like someone's been through here."
"Survivors, probably. This leads right into the market."
Deeper in was the traditional market—prime farming spot.
This mess was likely survivors scavenging food mixing it up with zombies.
"Can I go to the nail salon?"
"What for?"
"To do the sisters' nails. All the tools are there, and no one would've taken them."
Makes sense—who needs nail art tools in the apocalypse?
"If we get the tools, can you do it at home too?"
"Of course. Filler, drill, pusher, cuticle nipper, base coat, nail polish, um... and more..."
"Enough, what do I care about the names."
"Hehe, true."
The girls perked up at the mention of nail art.
"Perfect timing. My hands are getting rough—I could use some pampering."
"I want my cuticles done too."
"Can you do stickers and stones?"
Girls gonna girl—more into beauty than workouts.
Roji stayed quiet, but the rest lit up, chatting excitedly.
I sent them to grab what they needed.
In this ruined world, if you can't have fun like this, what's the point?
Jieun looked at my face and grinned.
"Want me to guess what you're thinking right now, Oppa?"
"What?"
"'Just trim the nails roughly, why bother with pointless stuff'—something like that?"
"Close. It's not essential for survival."
"Not for survival, but for turning you on? Totally necessary."
"What are you talking about?"
"We put effort into it for you. Shower clean, shave each other, even barefaced we always do skin, lotion, essence, cream."
News to me.
They were taking care of themselves without me knowing.
"Nails too. When we're sucking you off or using our feet, don't pretty painted nails and toes feel better? You love toes, Oppa."
Busted.
I had a foot fetish—always sucking on toes during sex.
She leaned in close, whispering in my ear.
"If we massage your dick with cute fingers and toes... wouldn't that turn you on way more?"
My ears burned, blood rushing south.
It got heavy, tenting obscenely.
I whispered to Jieun.
"Don't tease if you're not gonna do it here."
She lowered her eyes seductively, smiling like a siren.
No resisting that acting.
"I don't mind doing it here."
That flipped the switch.
Right now, or I'd go insane.
A message popped up like it was waiting.
Satisfaction: 8/10
Rewards:
— Orgasm from foreplay 1 time (Issued)
— Orgasm from cunnilingus 1 time (Issued)
— Loss of virginity (Issued)
— Orgasm from threesome (3P) 1 time (Issued)
— Orgasm from outdoor sex 1 time (+4,000pt)
Jieun's final reward had unlocked.
A whopping 4,000 points.
"You've got a thing for outdoor sex, huh."
"How'd you know?"
"It popped up as the last reward condition. Outdoor sex."
"Ah."
Her cheeks flushed.
"Kinda lame, right? The queen of romcoms, pure actress, fantasizing about something like this..."
I wrapped my arm around Jieun's waist, pulling her close.
"Kyaa!"
She squealed cutely, falling into my arms.
"What's lame? No need to hold back anymore. Your reporters and fans are gone."
I spun her around in a hug.
"See? No one's here but us. Don't suppress your desires out of embarrassment. We've seen it all already."
Jieun opens up when you hype her like this.
Sex is way more fun when the girl's aggressive.
"Haa... why am I so hot for it... You'll do it, right?"
"Obviously."
She clung desperately, sucking my nape.
The kids glanced over at the loud smacks.
Yunji clicked her tongue.
"We'll head in first. Let go of your sister and come join."
They went into the nail salon, but Seo-young kept staring wistfully.
Jieun finally snapped.
"It's my first outdoor sex—I wanna do it alone. If you don't wanna go in, watch from the side."
Seo-young shook her head.
"Not into watching. Tonight's mine, so don't come, Unnie."
"Got it."
They decided without asking me.
Fine by me—as long as I get to stick it in.
Slurp... sluuuurp... smack... haa♡
Sluuurp... slurp... smooch... suck...
I leaned against the alley wall, pants halfway down, and she immediately fondled my balls.
Staring raptly at my rock-hard cock, she started licking the shaft.
Her tongue glided up and down like painting cement, coating it in saliva.
"Haa, I don't know how I survived without this. Just your tongue touching it zings like crazy."
"That good?"
"Yes. So big, hard, and hot—every time it goes in, I lose my mind."
Then she deepthroated it root-deep in one go.
It hit the back of her throat, but she didn't flinch.
Sluuuurp... slurp...
"Hah... fuck, why are you so good? Driving me insane."
I grabbed her head, thrusting as I cursed, and she hummed, tongue working overtime.
Hollowing her cheeks, recreating that tight suction stroke after stroke.
Her tongue danced everywhere, stimulating every inch.
No wonder they call it a second pussy—this was peak arousal.
Too fast and I'd blow, so I pushed her head back.
As my cock popped out, a thin saliva thread connected her lips.
"Not gonna cum?"
"Wanna cum in your pussy. Turn around."
Hands on the wall, ass out.
Loose training pants slipped right off.
Her slick petals looked utterly delicious.
"Was gonna just fuck you, but no way."
I spread her cheeks, revealing her pretty chrysanthemum anus.
Even there, glistening with her juices.
Irresistible—had to taste.
Licking up her rim, she shrieked.
"Kyaaah! Hahk, heek! Th-there... no... hngh."
"Hold still. I'm dying here."
In the nail salon, the three bustled packing tools amid Jieun's moans.
"Unnie, bag everything from that drawer."
"Got it."
"Jieun-unnie's really turned on. Those moans are intense."
Yoon Bo-ra said while checking nail polish colors.
"The outdoors doing it for her? Her voice is different from indoors."
Heo Yun-ji said enviously.
"She said beach sex was her fantasy. Anywhere outside counts?"
"Outdoor sex is outdoor sex, right?"
"You too?"
"What about me?"
"Car sex is your fantasy. Any car work?"
"Ah."
She'd imagined truck sex, but no clear picture—though with Choi Seung-hyun, any vehicle would do.
"Thinking about it, if Oppa wants it, any car'd be fine. That's why Unnie loves it so much."
Han Seo-young watched the two chat casually about this stuff in amazement.