EP.3 The Free 5-Events Game
In the elevator ascending to the 100th floor of the hotel, Lee Soyeon did her best to calm her trembling heart.
"O-okay. Anyway, I can choose three of them myself. If I win all those, that's 300 points…."
A clean 2-liter bottle of drinking water cost 10 points. A steaming bowl of white rice, preserved fresh and hot in the Inventory the moment it was cooked, also went for 10 points. Basic outerwear, underwear, and essentials like sanitary pads for women— all 10 points each….
Considering the prices of all the goods this hotel offered, just 300 points would be a huge help to her current party. It would give them at least a two-week buffer.
With that thought, the unknown dread toward this hotel's owner—the one who had openly proposed selling her body in the other two options—felt a bit more manageable.
The supplies sold here were remarkably cheap compared to the points provided.
"No, winning three would mean winning the whole game. That'd be a full 800 points…!!"
Recalling the rules of the Free 5 Events Game as explained by the stern head manager in the first-floor lobby, she realized three wins wouldn't just give 300 points—it would be 800. 100 points per win, plus an additional 500 for overall victory since three out of five sealed the deal…!
"W-what do I do? If I could get 800 points…?!"
She could stock up on the most vital resource: water. Opt for something pricier than rice, like 20-point chicken or pizza. Side dishes to go with meals. Thicker, warmer clothes as winter approached…!!
The pleasant fantasies swelled within her, but they only made her heart more conflicted.
"Th-the second option is absolutely out. I can't leave Oppa, noona, and the dongsaengs outside while I live safely here alone."
But the first option—simply selling her body once….
"…2000 points. There's no guarantee I'd win the game for sure. 2000 points would…."
Even sweeping the uncertain game for five straight wins would only net half that: 1000 points. But just this once, if she closed her eyes and accepted….
"N-no! What am I even thinking?!!"
She had guarded her body preciously even before the world turned to hell. From middle school, she'd been fully aware of her outstanding looks. Guys had hit on her relentlessly, but she'd seen enough lecherous stares fixated solely on her body that even someone oblivious would notice.
That was why she'd never had a proper relationship, arriving at this apocalyptic disaster still a virgin.
Yet in this apocalypse, she'd met someone who truly cherished her—now two months in. Their party leader, guiding them like a hero straight out of a movie. She wasn't the only one harboring secret feelings for the man three years her senior.
"…Everyone's great, but I won't yield Oppa to them. At least my first time, my virginity… should be for Oppa. Hehe."
A vigorous guy in his twenties surely couldn't hold back forever. Yet for two whole months, he'd made no demands on the women in their party. A reliable oppa like that— it only made her like him more.
Last week, growing anxious about the intensifying competition, she'd snuck out at night to tempt him subtly. He admitted having feelings for her too, but in this chaotic era, a child would be disastrous. They agreed to wait until the world stabilized, until the party settled somewhere safely.
"…I can't betray an oppa like that. Yeah. 300—no, 800 points will be enough. It has to be…!!"
In the end, she chose the uncertain third option over the guaranteed 2000 points: the Free 5 Events Game.
The elevator carrying her sped toward the 100th floor.
"Hm. So that's how it is. I was a bit puzzled seeing a face like that still a virgin…."
Slave No. 1 on the 99th floor below was upper-tier at her level, a combat awakener wielding a sword, and she made no secret of hating men. It made sense she'd stay a virgin with looks like hers.
But this Lee Soyeon heading up in the elevator to spread her legs for me? A pathetic level 3 noob with a timid personality plain as day. It was a miracle she'd stayed a virgin this long in the apocalypse.
"Of course, that's why I rigged the dice to pick her up quick. Virgins have been rare the last 50 days."
Excluding our pretty Gayeon the slave, she was the first proper virgin I planned to savor fully. There'd been two or three before, but only for the novelty— their faces and bodies were meh.
"Well, popping cherries felt good enough, but half-baked non-virgins gave more satisfaction…."
So this S-class beauty Lee Soyeon, still a virgin? I was eager for the fresh thrill she'd offer, different from slave Gayeon.
Watching her via CCTV in the elevator to my private 100th-floor space, I lounged until it arrived. Then I stared at the living room entrance, waiting.
A few seconds later, Lee Soyeon— in the free leggings and t-shirt provided as a first check-in perk— gaped from inside the elevator.
"Come on in comfortably. Lee Soyeon customer… no, Ms. Soyeon."
Can't have the hotel owner mimicking the manager's speech. Gotta be careful with the one-man-two-roles act.
The other two lucky dice winners with her were handled by my skill-spawned NPCs, but tasty prey like this wide-eyed Soyeon? I had to manage her personally from the start.
"…Ah, y-yes! H-hello…?"
"Yes. Hello. I'm Lee Hyun, the owner of this hotel. Call me Hyun or Mr. Hyun, whichever's easier."
New girls always fumbled with titles, so I nailed it upfront. My position made them slap on honorifics and get all formal. I preferred casual for the fucking.
'For slaves like our Gayeon, making her call me 'Master' could be fun, though?'
I shoved the stray thought aside and approached Soyeon, awkwardly standing after stepping out of the central living room elevator.
I gestured to the tea table and sofa on one side. "Shall we sit and talk first? Since you've come all this way, it means you've picked one of the three options…."
Eyeing the promising swell of her tits under the baggy t-shirt and the blatant cameltoe in her leggings, I muttered that.
Predictably, she covered herself with both hands and murmured low, "Y-yes… I chose the last one, the third option."
"Is that so? A shame. A woman like you is rare; I was really looking forward to it."
"…Th-thank you, but I have someone I like—no, a lover we love each other. I politely decline the other two."
"Sure. Your choice, I respect it."
Last night, she'd crashed in her room wearing just the free dolphin pants and bra top, totally comfy. But this morning, summoning her as the old manager, the pressure of meeting me had her swap to the least revealing options provided. Adorably cautious.
'Whatever she wears, it'll be stripped off soon enough, legs and pussy spread wide…. Though I guess I'm the one who baited her with the 'game' excuse? Well, during the games, at least she won't get dick-stuffed.'
The tops were whatever, but the dolphin pants and leggings? Both my preferred styles, and I'd supplied extra-tight ones on purpose. She'd squirmed in embarrassment changing into the leggings, her ass and pussy hugged obscenely.
"So, have you decided on the events? As you heard, Free 5 Events Game rules are best of five. You pick three, I pick the other two, and we compete."