Accepting Common Sense - 3
"Wait, with your body? Why go that far?"
An Sua tilted her head innocently, looking at me like I was the weird one for hesitating.
"Isn't it common sense for a woman whose life was saved to repay a man with her body?"
Was my Earth not turned into a zombie apocalypse world, but something more like a world where common sense had been rewritten?
"That's... common sense?"
"Of course it is. Why else would you have saved me if not for that purpose?"
"I just heard you screaming and ran over to rescue you."
"I'm not useful as food, and I could betray you, oppa. No matter how you think about it, wouldn't that make me useless?"
"Well, if you divide people by usefulness, yeah, maybe..."
When I was a hero, no one ever thought it strange that I saved people. On the contrary, they'd blame me for those I couldn't save, even when I gave it my all.
"You really saved me with no ulterior motive? Be honest!"
She pointed her finger straight at me. Under some inexplicable pressure, I fidgeted, trying to dodge the situation.
"Well, people can't always live with purely good intentions, right?"
"No more dodging! Be honest!"
"If things flowed nicely in a good atmosphere, maybe... it could naturally lead to that kind of feeling. I won't say I didn't have those thoughts at all."
I wasn't entirely without expectations of some apocalypse-style romance. In extreme situations, craving momentary pleasure or another's warmth, and somehow, the guy next to you catches their eye, leading to something good happening.
"Eww, that's so sleazy!"
An Sua burst out laughing, clutching her stomach.
"What's wrong with sleazy! Should I have said something like, 'Heh heh... What a fine body you have. Take my cock!' right there?"
"Not there! Who knows when zombies might show up!"
"At home?"
"Of course!"
"So it's okay at home!"
An Sua was a beauty who looked stunning even to my eyes, raised on countless internet celebrities. The kind of pretty freshman who'd monopolize every guy's gaze in college.
Her casually spouting such lewd words felt a bit off-putting.
"Isn't that obvious? You saved my life, fed me, and even brought me to a safe place like this. Of course you should be able to do whatever you want with me."
"Still, your body is yours. You should treasure it more..."
"And you're the one who kept that precious body from becoming zombie chow, oppa!"
"Still—"
Suddenly, I felt a chill in the air.
She wasn't showing hostility toward me. This was just instinct.
Ah...
I got it. Survival meant far more to her than chastity. It was like how people from abundant 21st-century Korea get angry seeing others waste food, while those starved by civil war struggle for one meal every few months.
Lecturing her here that "there might be things more important than life" would be pointless.
"Still, it's... a bit sudden."
Honestly, it freaked me out a little. Some hidden unicorn instinct inside me was whispering, Isn't this girl way too easy?
"Wouldn't it be better to think it over calmly and decide? It's still... an important matter. You should make a wise choice."
"A wise choice? You think I can meet some other guy besides you, oppa?"
"Huh?"
"There are hardly any men left around here anyway. Right after the outbreak, I heard some were still around, but..."
"What?"
"I don't know. Some say it's the virus, others that barely any men survived... Point is, there's no man I can meet."
She shook her head firmly.
"If you just don't like how sudden it is... I'll wait! How long?"
"No, it's not like we can set a specific time when it becomes okay."
Every time she moved, her breasts jiggled. My dick, which hadn't stood up earlier from the shock, was now subtly perking up like, Hey, something's up?
It was getting hard for me to hold back too.
"Make it clear."
An Sua pouted and slowly approached me.
"If I'm lacking, I won't complain starting now."
"No, that's not it. You're the prettiest girl I've seen."
"Doesn't sound sincere... but it makes me happy. You didn't have to say it to please me, so I'll believe it's true."
I gently pushed her back a bit, sat her on the bed, and continued calmly.
"But you don't need to offer your body just to repay me."
"Hmm... Guess I can't help it then. Oppa really is a kind, good person..."
The situation seemed finally settled. I let out a sigh of relief.
"So, can I officially apply to be your sex slave candidate?"
The moment she opened her mouth, I realized the conversation wasn't over.
"Why? No, wait. Does this kind of thing happen often normally?"
"Men level up faster, right? For ordinary women to survive, they have no choice but to stick to a strong guy and serve him with their bodies as sex slaves."
"..."
"Even if they bust their asses killing zombies and leveling up, they can't keep pace with how fast men grow normally."
I scratched my head. Since I knew nothing, I had no choice but to accept whatever she said with a "Yeah, makes sense..."
"I... I haven't learned much, but... I'll do my best. Can't you just tell me to do it?"
"I-I'm really grateful, but..."
Still, there was one thing I needed to clarify.
"You don't have to go that far. You're fine staying here."
The apartment was spacious. Four rooms, and if we really used the living room, balcony, and kitchen too, it could house dozens.
"So... if you're doing this just to survive, you don't have to."
"Wow, you're saying such cringey lines it's embarrassing. Total ancient!"
"Ancient?"
"Pre-collapse people. Like in dramas or comics... those kinds."
I nodded calmly.
"If we're splitting hairs, yeah, I'm ancient."
"Huh? Really?"
Her eyes went wide as she stared at me.
"Well... thanks for the sentiment. I get how kind my master is."
I wanted to correct her that he wasn't "master" yet, but it seemed best to stay quiet for now.
"But in the end, I'm a woman. Weaker than you by nature, and while you're out risking your life fighting, I'll mostly wait safely inside."
"That's natural."
"But what if you get fed up with that someday? Like, 'I'm out there busting my ass for food, and that bitch just lounges around doing nothing...'?"
"Doesn't seem likely."
Grabbing supplies from the mart right in front of the apartment wasn't dangerous for me at all.
"It could happen! Anyway, then my value disappears! I'd become a worthless woman living day-to-day on your mercy!"
Honestly, I didn't think that sounded bad, but I could tell she was anxious.
In this society, having a "useless burden" in the group could endanger everyone. Naturally, she'd fear becoming that burden.
And for An Sua, the fastest, best way to prove her worth to me was offering her body.
"Alright then... fine."
"Yes!"
She jumped for joy like a student who aced a tough exam.
"So you'll accept me as your sex slave?"
"W-Well, more like—"
Practically, it was the same as a sex slave—trading her body for safety—but the term felt off.
"If anything, something cooler like 'lover'—"
"Application submitted! Accept me!"
"Huh?"
An Sua has requested to become your sex slave. Do you accept?
"What the—? The system supports this too?"
"That's how it works. Without it, slaves can't resist, and no matter what master does, they obediently spread their pussy and take it, right?"
"Can't resist?"
"It's no big deal. Master can inflict pain anytime he wants, and if I refuse an order, it just hurts like hell."
Things were getting more serious than I thought.
"No, this feels wrong."
"But without it, you'd have to chain me with a collar or leash, right?"
"I'm too tired to ask why anymore, so whatever. But—"
Even if this was her choice for survival, stripping her free will left a bad taste.
"If you can't refuse my orders, doesn't that mean I could kill you right now and you'd just die without moving?"
"Yeah, but... if not for you, I'd have died in that mart anyway, right?"
With her pure eyes, she casually talked about her own death.
"Even if master kills me now, I'd have lived six more hours or so. That's enough."
Her bright smile left me speechless.
I pressed the accept button on the status window and confirmed a new "Owned Slaves" section appeared below my stats and inventory. An Sua's name was listed there.