Chapter 65
Translator: penny
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Heo Yun-ji's Fantasy
"Ji-eun, come here."
She came running right away and stuck close to my side.
I pointed at a zombie crawling from far away.
"From now on, you're going to take that thing out."
"Me? Oppa, I can't fight."
"Don't worry. When you become a slave, you get a skill. Now you can use it to deal with zombies."
"A skill? What's that?"
"It's like a technique. A skill that lets you use tools or equipment."
With that, I pulled a crossbow out of my inventory.
As the crossbow materialized in midair with a shimmer of light, everyone jumped in surprise.
"W-What's this?"
"It's called a crossbow. In simple terms, it's a weapon that automatically fires arrows."
"You think I can use something like this?"
"You've got the Crossbow skill now. Give it a try."
Ji-eun grabbed the crossbow with a skeptical look on her face.
Synchronizing Crossbow skill and equipment. The crossbow is now bound to the slave (Song Ji-eun).
A system message popped up in midair, followed by a flurry of screens that appeared and vanished quickly.
It was like a game tutorial, explaining the equipment and how to use it.
"W-What's going on? Oppa, I'm seeing weird stuff."
Looks like Ji-eun could see it too.
In the game, you have skills, and as long as you equip gear that matches them, you can use it without any issues.
No need for real-world practice to learn and get familiar with it.
So, what about this reality overlaid with a game system?
Thankfully, it worked just like the game.
"It's amazing. I've never touched one of these before, but I know exactly how to use it. Is this your power too, Oppa?"
"You get abilities like that when you become my slave. Bora mentioned something about heightened sensitivity earlier, but the real important part is stuff like this. You can fight zombies now."
"Sensitivity matters more to me, though?"
This girl's really in heat.
"Fine, whatever. Aim for that guy's head. If you hit it clean, I'll boost your sensitivity even more."
I figured I'd play it up since she'd need the womb tattoo anyway.
Her eyes lit up like fireworks at the promise.
Works like a charm.
As Ji-eun aimed the crossbow at the zombie, a message appeared in midair.
Hit Rate: 30%
Attack Power: 1
Delay: 3 seconds
Those were the current stats for the Crossbow skill.
Hit rate and attack power matched what the AI had said, and the delay was 3 seconds.
Meaning it took 3 seconds to reload after each shot.
'Out of 10 shots, she'd hit 3. Not ready to fight solo yet.'
Ping!
As I thought that, the first bolt flew toward the zombie.
Crack!
Defying the 30% hit rate, it nailed the zombie right in the crown of its head.
The zombie let out a howl before dropping its head.
"I hit it, right? Boost my sensitivity now. As much as possible!"
Sometimes enthusiasm goes beyond the numbers.
We cleared out one more single-room unit on the third floor to make a physical training room.
Roji would be using that one.
I told everyone my room was basically a 24/7 sex room—no sleeping there.
"Can't we just do it with you anytime, Oppa?"
Yun-ji asked with sparkling eyes.
"Sure, but our sex is tied to survival, so we can't ignore priorities."
"Priorities? What's that mean?"
"You saw what happened with Ji-eun becoming a slave? We filled her satisfaction and rewards through sex to promote her. Stuff like that comes first. Fun comes after."
"Oh."
"So priority one is Yun-ji. Then Seo-young."
"Why am I first? We're both slave candidates."
Seo-young puffed out her cheeks, looking sulky.
"Yun-ji's final reward condition unlocked, but yours hasn't. Soon as yours does, we'll do it. Right now, we need more slaves."
Seo-young's cheeks deflated at my explanation.
Finally, I turned to Roji.
"I said this to Yun-ji and Seo-young because they want to be slaves. You haven't said anything, so you're out for now. If you want in, I'll set your priority."
"I..."
She trailed off, still hesitating.
"We'll talk tomorrow. Tonight, we need to clear Yun-ji's reward condition."
"Okay..."
Roji got up first to tidy the training room.
The others, with nothing else to do, followed to work out.
As the three filed out, only Yun-ji and I were left in the room.
"Ji-eun's final condition was outdoor sex."
I said it to Yun-ji, who was glancing at me nervously.
"She said it was her fantasy. You too?"
"Car sex?"
"Yeah."
"Less a fantasy and more... it just looks so naughty. Kinda thrilling, you know? Cramped and uncomfortable, but that makes it more exciting..."
"What're you talking about? You watched a car sex porn?"
"With the maknae. A blonde white glam girl and a black guy in a sports car. It was intense. Stuck with me, so that's probably why."
The maknae again?
"What's Silhouette's maknae, some porn master?"
"She just loves sex stuff. Porn has all kinds of scenarios, so she got curious. If she were alive, we'd talk about it all the time."
"We don't know if she's dead or alive."
"In this world? Alone? No way. I would've died that day if you hadn't come, Oppa."
She said it with a defeated look.
Guessing the maknae's already gone.
"We don't know yet. Could be like you—the system tells someone to save her. Don't give up."
"I'd love that. She was my closest friend."
For some reason, I had a feeling I'd run into that girl.
*
"Change into something else and come down. I'll be by the car."
I told her skirt or dress, no pants.
The camper had bedding in the back for comfy sex.
But Yun-ji wanted the thrill of a tight space.
Pants would get in the way.
My hunch was right—she came down in a flimsy mini dress.
Simple design, but on her voluptuous body, it was pure sex appeal.
"You look good in anything."
"Hehe, thanks. Lift this up a bit, and you get what you want."
She hiked the hem to flash her panties.
Black, mature—perfect for car sex.
"Hop in."
"Not here?"
"Too open. Car sex needs a dark alley."
It was just a nearby alley corner, but better vibe than here.
As we drove, I recalled a car sex scene from a porn I'd seen.
Not usually my thing, but it starred an actress I'd once been indebted to.
In a cramped car, you lower the seatback to make a makeshift bed and start.
They alternate sucking for foreplay.
Yun-ji liked 69, but tough in a reclined seat.
Positions need to keep you close: cowgirl, missionary, or mating press.
I pictured the flow in my head and parked in a good spot.
I lowered the seatback and said to Yun-ji in the passenger seat,
"Suck it."
She leaned over, brushing her hair behind her ear.
She arched her hips back and lowered her head.
Her soft breath tickled my glans.
The tip of her tongue tapped my slit, making my cock twitch wildly.
Lick, lick... slurp, smooch.
Her tongue wrapped around the head, swirling to coat it thoroughly.
In the dim light, her shadowed lips and tongue busily lubed the shaft.
The silence, like we were the only two left in the world, mixed strangely with the sticky slurps.
Sluuurp, sluuuurp... smack... slurp, suck.
She took the shaft to the root, no gaps.
Her tongue danced joyfully, heating the spongy tissue.
Bobbing up and down diligently, she slathered saliva everywhere.
Her tongue work had leveled up—way more skilled now.
A groan escaped me before I knew it.
Mixed with her gulps, it made lewd BGM.
I undid a button, catching her slipping breast.
Kneaded it to shape, savoring the full handful.
Occasionally pressed her head to control the depth.
Yun-ji obeyed without complaint.
Her ass swayed under the short dress.
Aroused by the novelty, I slipped a hand in to grope it.
A muffled moan, then swallowed by her gulps.
Sluurp, sluuuurp... smack.
Cramped car, awkward pose, but it heated me up weirdly.
Less sucking than usual, but my climax surged right under my chin.
"Y-Yun-ji... I... can't hold... much longer..."
She ramped up the pace at my words.
Guessing she planned to take it in her mouth like at home.
"Hngh... c-coming...!"
I gripped her head and released the pressure on my sphincter.
Splurt, spluuurt... spurt, spurt.
The first car sex opened with a mouthful.