Chapter 23
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: One More
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"Haah... Hnyaang... You horny bastard, kneading me so damn good. Hnng... Does this get you going?"
Her face flushed with heat, she urges me to critique her moans.
"They're pathetic tits, but do whatever you want with them, Master. Haaang... Bet this turns you on more."
Thwack!
I'd just told her to moan like normal.
Dumb bitch has no clue about men's fantasies.
The heft beneath her breasts was every bit as impressive as Oh Yeonseo's.
I pressed two fingers together like a cat kneading dough, and the sensation was pure artistry.
No idea when my tomboy childhood friend sprouted such magnificent assets.
I shoved all thoughts of Yeonseo aside and zeroed in on Nayeong's chest.
"Hnnng... Hngh, ng, ng."
The forced moans she'd been faking to imitate someone faded away, replaced by the real deal spilling out.
Her nipples flushed and stiffened, so I caught one between my fingers.
"Kyaa, fuck... Don't touch my nipples...!"
Her curses carried a pitiful edge now, dialing the venom way down.
"I groped Yeonseo's too. Gotta compare apples to apples. If you don't want 'em touched, don't let 'em perk up like erasers."
"Crazy... bastard... Even comparing..."
I molded them like flour dough, teasing her nipples mercilessly, and her hips bucked wildly.
Her breaths grew ragged, mingling with nasal whimpers that doubled the erotic tension in the air.
Gently cradling her nipples between my fingers wasn't cutting it anymore.
It's human nature to want to sit if you're standing, lie down if you're sitting.
"How long... you gonna knead 'em? Come on..."
Perfect timing—Nayeong snapped us back to reality.
"Nayeong."
"Y-Yeah... Ha-ut."
"Can I just suck 'em once?"
"What?"
"I'll suck yours first, then Yeonseo's later. Then I'll give you the comparison."
Bam!
"Ow ow, don't bruise me!"
My preemptive suck attempt went down in flames.
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"You horny pervert. Comparison my ass? You just wanted to grope my tits!"
"You said I could!"
"You steered the mood that way!"
"Who fell for it?!"
Bickering back and forth like this sobered us right up.
My head throbbed from coming back to my senses, veins bulging in my neck.
Nayeong slumped against the sofa too, half-lidded eyes glaring daggers at me in exhaustion.
"So, what's the verdict?"
"Guess you're curious after all."
"After mauling me like that, you owe me some feedback. Bailing without a word makes you worse than an animal."
Beast treatment for this? Really?
Still, I'd made a promise, so I had to at least pretend to compare.
"For your thick skull, I'll keep it simple. Yeonseo's are marshmallows. Yours are pudding."
Dozens of question marks popped up over Nayeong's head—then vanished.
My imagination, of course.
"First time I touched Yeonseo's, they were soft like marshmallows. But the more I groped, the firmer the inside got, hugging back. Like a clump of hundreds of 'em—pillowy outside, solid core."
Never actually clumped marshmallows like that, but you get the vibe.
Nayeong stared at me with that half-understanding look.
"Breasts like that stay soft forever, core keeps 'em perky—no sag. Ideal tits."
I rattled it off like some tit sommelier.
"And mine?"
"Yours are pudding. Just as jiggly as Yeonseo's—maybe even softer."
She tried to play it cool, but the corner of her mouth twitched up.
"Big flaw, though: no firm core like hers. Soft when young, but they'll sag with age. Which is why you should let me suck 'em while you're still—"
Crunch!
Thud! Smack!
"Aaaah, not the corner!"
I ended up like a dried pollack laid out on the whetstone.
"Fuck, I must be insane. Letting a creep like you anywhere near my tits..."
"But it felt good, right?"
Thwack!
She panted and yelled.
"Good my ass! First bit was nice, then you just mauled the same spot—boring! If you're gonna do it, do it right!"
Listening to her, it hit me—that was exactly when I'd wanted to suck 'em.
Got distracted by the nipples, slacked on the kneading.
"That's 'cause you wouldn't let me suck. Kneading and sucking go together. Half a job's why it fizzled."
"Think I'll fall for that crap again? You didn't suck Yeonseo's either!"
"Wasn't that I didn't—it was I couldn't. Slime growling right there, how was I supposed to?"
She shot back like it was bullshit.
"Next time she calls, I'll suck the nipples too. Compare again then—just wash up and wait."
"Your ears clogged? Who's letting you suck?!"
"No one's sucking 'em once they sag. Not while they're still pretty..."
Crash!
I finally got booted.
She's dead set against it now, but soon enough, she'll offer 'em up to me.
It's the fate of any woman who tastes my Yin Energy.
You're not cool at all, so don't try to act all serious.
'Aren't you supposed to be on my side? That way I can hook you up with the good stuff from gates.'
Forcing Yin Energy on a girl who says no won't give you the flavor you want. Make her mix it willingly, like with Yeonseo.
I don't like forcing it either.
That's no different from rape.
The day will come when Nayeong cups her tits and begs me to suck 'em.
Suck Yeonseo's first, tease her nice, and she'll fold just like before.
Iron wall right now, but that thick skull's got more gaps than she thinks.
And surprisingly, that day came sooner than expected.
"Hey, do me this favor, and I'll let you suck 'em."
A few days later, Nayeong called in a frantic voice.
Nayeong had summoned me to a five-story building near Bucheon Station.
From the outside, the rundown exterior made it hard to believe it housed a guild office.
Elevator was busted, so we trudged up to the fifth floor on foot.
Mito Guild
Easy to misread the name, but the guild master who founded it was Jo Mihee.
And their star hunter was her little sister, Jo Mijeong.
Two "Mi"s, hence the name.
"I was skeptical when Nayeong told me, but you're really gonna help?"
Guild Master Jo Mihee was mid-thirties but looked a solid ten years younger.
She shot a quick glare at Nayeong, who patted her chest and clasped her hands together.
Rotten girl—once this job's done, I'll wreck those nipples.
"Walk me through it. How'd you end up tangled with an unregistered gate?"
Nayeong had asked me to raid an unregistered gate for her.
Said a close noona was in deep trouble.
Gates without Hunter Agency registration numbers are called unregistered.
Could be ones the government overlooked, or ones deliberately hidden by individuals or shady groups.
And the organizations in question here sure as hell weren't the benevolent type.
"If Mijeong hadn't ended up like that, we never would've gotten involved."
Her big sister Jo Mihee had been proactive enough to start a one-woman guild for her.
Thanks to that, C-rank Mijeong had kept up B-rank raid records.
Then one day, tackling a high-difficulty Navy Gate, an accident left her comatose.
"Surgery and treatment costs we managed somehow, but life support fees are just..."
She trailed off, unable to finish.
Hunting's a life-on-the-line gig—basic liability insurance doesn't cover treatment.
Comprehensive coverage helps, but premiums and surcharges run dozens of times a normal person's.
A small guild like this couldn't swing it.
"Loans and selling the house got us through a year."
Bank loans dried up, so they turned to loan sharks.
Put out the immediate fire, but the aftermath's obvious.
Interest piled up until they were backed into a corner.
"The loan sharks commissioned the gate raid?"
"It was suspicious, but the terms were too good."
Clear the gate they loaned the money from, and they'd waive interest and principal.
The link between sharks and gate screamed red flags, but they weren't in a position to be picky.
Problem was, it was an unregistered Navy Gate.
"Why do loan sharks even have an unregistered gate?"
"They got commissioned too. Party of six—they're providing two, asked us for four. No clue how they snagged theirs..."
Not just guild members—even pros shy away from unregistered gates.
Reason? No official raid cred.
To hunters, gate clears are like office workers' resumes—stepping stones to top guilds.
Can't even list unregistered ones.
Magic stones and artifacts? Can't use official exchanges—total hassle.
"Raid fee's all yours. Stones and artifacts go to Nayeong and Woojin. If selling's tricky, I'll hook you up with the Black Auction."
"I've been chipping in on Mijeong's hospital bills too, but things are tight lately. This raid wipes the slate clean. Help us out, yeah?"
I gave Nayeong a fresh look.
This thickheaded girl had been covering her friend's hospital bills!
Conditions weren't half bad.
With three great spirits, Navy Gate's a joke—all loot's ours.
Plus Nayeong's nipples thrown in.
But humans never settle for the bird in hand.
I leaned in and whispered low in Nayeong's ear.
"Unregistered gate needs more than nipples. One more."
"One more? Where...?"
"Your pussy too."
Nayeong unleashed a silent scream with astonishing skill.