Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Mini Bull Market
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Mini Bull Market.
7:30 PM on the day of the final battle.
Dinner and a short rest had ended.
All the lights in the room were off, leaving only the glow from the computer monitors illuminating our three faces.
The air was thick with heavy tension and a strange, thrilling excitement.
I lay on the bed, fully prepared to take it all in.
My two partners, Yura and Chaewon, were on either side of me, facing each other on their stomachs.
With my rock-hard cock in the center, the three of us began our "ritual."
Yura's red lips and Chaewon's plump ones gently enveloped the tip of my cock at the same time.
Then their hot, soft tongues began to seek each other out, using my cock as the bridge.
For the first time, the two women's tongues shyly touched above my glans.
At that moment, I felt both their bodies twitch and tremble.
They hesitated no longer. With my cock between us, Yura and Chaewon began to kiss, sticky and deep.
The wet sounds of them sucking each other's tongues and exchanging saliva.
Their hot breaths and the soft touch of their lips wrapping around my cock.
The instant I felt every nerve in my body focusing on that one point of pleasure, my eyes met Yura's half-lidded gaze.
"What're you looking at, you fucking perv?"
Even as she melted into the pleasure, she didn't lose her signature prickliness.
I loved her exactly like that.
At her words, I tried to thrust my hips up to claim her myself.
But the two women were a step ahead.
Chaewon moved first.
As Yura shifted aside for a moment, Chaewon climbed on top of me like she'd been waiting.
Her heavy weight pinned me down. She moved her hips with powerful, steady rhythm, like grinding a pestle in a mortar.
At the same time, Yura's tongue began gliding over my body.
Chest. Ass. Earlobe. A heavy pleasure from above, electric tingles all over— they hit me simultaneously. I couldn't think straight.
As Chaewon's breathing grew ragged...
She slid off me smoothly.
And just like that, Yura took her place.
Yura's movements were different.
Her tight pussy circled my cock, grinding in slow, maddening spirals.
I couldn't help moaning at the insane sensation.
Then Chaewon sealed my lips.
A soft, deep kiss. No room to breathe.
Tight pleasure from my cock.
Sweet pleasure from my lips.
Itchy pleasure all over my body.
Faced with this endless whirlpool of ecstasy, I finally closed my eyes.
The overwhelming eroticism blocked out all my senses.
As soon as I shut my eyes, the two grew bolder, more relentless, taking turns imprinting the taste of their pussies on my cock.
With my eyes closed, all sensations blurred together.
Was it the heavy Chaewon or the feisty Yura shaking her hips on me now?
Was this tight squeeze around my cock Yura's or Chaewon's?
Was this soft tongue exploring my lips Chaewon's or Yura's?
Everything was unclear.
I couldn't think of anything anymore.
I just surrendered to the massive wave created by these two different pleasures.
In the end, at the crest of that giant wave, I let it all explode.
Eyes still closed, I came.
I couldn't even tell whose depths had taken it all.
"Haa... haa..."
In the deep afterglow of my orgasm, I slowly lifted my heavy eyelids.
And saw the scene before me.
The two women who'd dismounted me were facing each other again, my cock—still slick with cum—in the center.
Yura lowered her head first.
She licked every trace off my cock with her tongue, thorough and clean.
But instead of swallowing, she looked up at Chaewon.
Chaewon gently cupped Yura's chin and pressed her lips to hers.
Their tongues tangled sticky once more.
From Yura's tongue to Chaewon's, a white thread of my essence passed.
Like a sacred rite, they shared every drop of me completely.
I just stared blankly at the sight.
...Thanks to that,
Every sense was razor-sharp. The world came into crystal-clear focus, like fog lifting.
"Let's check the charts first."
I opened the Bitcoin chart. Red candles lined up in a row.
"It's been dropping all day."
"How much?"
Yura asked from beside me.
"Bitcoin's down about 8%. Alts are worse."
I checked our invested coins one by one.
"Stardust -12%, Ethereum Link -15%, Fat Cat -18%."
"Whoa, that's a plunge."
"This is exactly what we were waiting for. The market's in full panic mode."
The charts were all in the red. A sea of crimson.
"Let's check the Fear-Greed Index."
It was pointing at 15. Extreme fear.
"Perfect. Now the hunt begins."
I placed my fingers on the keyboard.
"Three hours until the CPI announcement. We need to watch live how much further it drops and how it reacts after... everything in real time."
"What do we do?"
Chaewon asked.
"Just watch for now. Drop speed, volume, people's reactions... observe it all."
I started opening multiple tabs.
Charts, communities, news, overseas reactions...
"Feels like we're real hunters now."
"Exactly. From here on, we're the predators scooping up the coins panickers are dumping cheap."
My brain in Post-Nut Clarity mode processed all the info at lightning speed.
Now the real war began.
I stared at the Stardust chart.
In my Post-Nut Clarity brain, a massive chessboard unfolded.
Support and resistance lines became the board's grid.
Buy and sell orders stacked at each price level turned into chess pieces.
A huge sell wall at the 40,000-won zone. That was their "chariot," massive and pressing down on me.
Another sell wall at 38,000 won. That was a "cannon."
Smaller sells scattered like pawns in between.
The opponent moved first.
The 40,000-won "chariot" pushed, driving the price down.
The chart turned red.
I countered.
10 million won buy at 39,500 won. Advanced my "horse."
But their assault was fierce.
Sell orders poured out relentlessly. Pawns swarmed to surround my horse.
The chart slipped to 39,000 won.
'Not enough.'
I thought deeper. Had to read their true intent.
Zoomed in on 38,500 won.
Hidden buy orders there. They weren't idiots either.
Dumping price while ready to scoop from below.
'Then I'll beat them to it.'
8 million won at 38,200 won. Positioned my "cannon" forward.
I felt them falter.
I'd claimed their target zone first.
The massive 38,000-won sell wall shook.
Its owner hesitated.
'Now.'
I hammered buys in sequence.
5 million, 3 million, 7 million. Pushed my pawns forward.
Chart hit 37,800 won, then suddenly rebounded.
Their 38,000-won "cannon" retreated.
Other buyers jumped in, exploiting the gap I'd made.
Chart climbed to 38,500 won.
I smiled. First skirmish won.
But the real war was ahead. That giant 40,000-won "chariot" still loomed.
And two more hours until CPI.
I stared at the chart again.
Averaged my buys so far: around 39,200 won.
'Need to drag it down to 38,000.'
Time to reposition on the chessboard.
Opponent had pulled back, but their "chariot" held the 40,000-won line.
I waited.
Chart sideways at 38,500 won.
They were pondering their next move too.
Then it hit.
New sell wall at 38,200 won. Massive.
'New player entered.'
This one was cagier.
Not slamming big volume at once—building resistance step by step.
Sell walls at 38,200, 38,000, 37,800 won. Like a descending staircase fortress.
'Interesting.'
I avoided the head-on clash.
Aimed for 37,500 won instead.
Wait there, force them to move first.
8 million won at 37,600 won. "Chariot" on standby rear.
Sure enough, they moved.
38,000-won wall descended to attack 37,800 won.
Chart dropped again: 37,800, 37,700...
'A bit more.'
I held back.
To average at 38,000, needed to buy big lower.
Down to 37,400 won.
'Now.'
I dumped in heavy volume.
12 million, 10 million, 8 million between 37,300 and 37,500 won.
My "cannons" and "chariots" surged forward.
They panicked. Didn't expect this much at once.
Chart snapped back to 37,800 won.
Calculated: overall average now 38,100 won.
'Almost there.'
Final buy: 5 million at 37,900 won.
Average locked at exactly 38,000 won.
Perfect.
On the chessboard, my pieces formed the ideal formation.
Now, just wait for the CPI announcement.