Chapter 151
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 151
Chapter Title: The Infuriating Resale
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There was no need to wonder if someone else might have posted an item called 'Murder Soccer Shoes'.
Even searching nationwide on the Hunter Market, there wasn't a single listing for any item type called 'soccer shoes'.
The one I sold was the only one.
But what pissed me off even more was that less than 30 minutes after it went up for sale, it was already marked 'SOLD'. Does that even make sense?
"Wow, this motherfucking prick titled it like 'World's One and Only Soccer Shoes Item' in full-on ad mode... No wonder the pro leagues tanked and made total trash items look like ultra-rare treasures."
The asshole who bought it from me for 7 million resold it for 8 million in about 30 minutes, pocketing a clean 1 million profit.
I hit him up in chat to complain, and the bastard had the nerve to turn it around on me.
-Dude, what's with flipping it for a 1 million profit in just 30 minutes?
-That's my business lol
-No, fuck, there's such a thing as business etiquette. Fuck, not even a full day, and you jack it up 1 mil in 30 minutes?
-lololol Dude you're hilarious. I'm just bummed I pocketed 1 mil for free
'He's not wrong... but that just pisses me off even more... Fuck, I should've marketed it like that. Hyped it up as some ultra-rare item.'
The reseller prick had a slight point, but my feelings were still hurt.
And that was what mattered.
Back in school, the delinquent thugs shaking down kids under the bridge or the gangsters collecting protection money from shop owners didn't just let it slide because the other guy had a point, right?
-Hey. Where you live?
-Whoa scary. You're a Tower trial survivor, right? I wouldn't stand a chance lolol Blocking you~~~^^lololol
-Hey. Where do you live?
-Aww~ threatening me with a knife cuz I won't sell? lol What kinda loser does that? Fucking idiot
-Where do you live? You said you're near my neighborhood, right?
-1 mil profit in 30 min fml. Nah I don't live near your hood~~ Anyway thx for the 1 mil^^ Blocking now~~~ bb~~lololol^^
-Keep that up and you'll run into me on the street by chance and get fucked up for real
-But I gave you top marks on the trade rating~~ Gonna use that 1 mil for baby formula~~^^ Think of it as donating to a poor bastard who knocked up his girl early and got married. Thx a ton, hope you get good karma bro~~^^7
"Argh, fuck this asshole. If I catch him, he's dead meat. ...And the prick's probably older than me, calling me 'bro' like that. Fucker chickened out at the end and started playing pitiful with his mouth."
This wasn't his first rodeo; he blocked me sharp before I could even complain more.
The scumbag who bought from me and flipped it made 1 million in under an hour.
Something just made me fucking furious. Like I'd been screwed over?
1 million wasn't a huge deal to me anymore, but it still felt off and pissed me off.
On one hand, it was just commerce... but it rubbed me the wrong way?
I finally got why people hate resellers.
You could say all business is like that, but once it happens to you, it kinda grinds your gears, right?
'Argh, so fucking pissed. For real.'
I was so worked up I ditched reality and headed into the Tower to blow off some steam.
#
Before, when I was messing around on Tower layer 5, I'd pop over to layer 3—the 'Absolute Cock' world—to check if the 'Murderous Detective Boy Hardships' world on layer 5 was going smoothly, and just enjoy life bouncing between them.
Whenever I needed to read comics or check something on the wiki.
Of course, later I realized I could just buy comics and stash them in my Subspace Storage, and for wiki stuff, I Ctrl+C Ctrl+V'd only the Hardships-related entries into my phone notes, so no need to go anymore.
(Though sometimes for info not on the wiki, I'd hit up layer 3 to ask online. Had to post questions on otaku forums.)
Anyway, early on, I didn't think of that and dropped by layer 3 now and then.
This story picks up from there.
You think I'd go to the layer 3 world, just read comics and wiki, then bounce?
Obviously, I'd fuck around with the women I'd turned into Pussy Slaves and kill some time.
I'm not the type to grab the info I need and ditch my girls without a care.
Couldn't just walk past the beauties right in front of me.
So naturally, I'd fuck all the girls I'd made into Pussy Slaves on layer 3 before leaving.
'No more adding girls, no more extra trials for Absolute Cock upgrades, so no point loss.'
Early days, I hung out in Tokyo near the university, just playing with Rino and Miho.
But after about a month? They told me they were pregnant.
Okamoto Rino and Kaneko Miho got serious, asking what our relationship meant going forward.
Especially since I'd creampied them raw on ovulation day, and they showed me pregnancy tests with two lines.
"What now? Take responsibility for our lives. My belly's gonna swell, so I have to take a leave from my professor gig."
"...Sunbae, take responsibility. ...Hic, and I thought you loved me one and only... but with the professor too...?"
"Uh, in the village where I got Absolute Cock, there's this Fujii Hikari? Go to her. Tell her I sent you, she'll take you in. Raise the kid together there. Her place is big and she's loaded."
"...Hah, you womanizing trash bastard. Minus your huge vibrating cock and your sex skills, you're fucking nothing... If not for Absolute Cock, I'd have killed you ages ago...'
"S-sunbae...? N-no way. ...Y-you had more girls...? Then what am I...?? Sunbae, that's too much. ...Hic. Sob. Waaah...'
For reference, this was before I'd used aphrodisiac/drug semen on these two. Just the vibrating cock.
That was plenty to tame and train them.
"Hmm, Pussy Slaves 4 and 5 are getting noisy. Hey, you two, spread 'em again. I'll vibrate your brains out."
"H-here?"
"Here?"
My two flustered Pussy Slaves.
The spot where we'd been having this serious talk was a quiet stretch of the university park walkway.
No one around, but suggesting outdoor exposure play made Rino and Miho panic.
"S-spread 'em. You swore to me—if I command it, you open your legs anytime, anywhere. Hurry up and present those pussies. It's not our first 3P, why so shy?"
"“......”"
Rino and Miho couldn't refuse their cock owner's order, so they hiked up their short skirts and thrust out their asses.
Both went no-panties on my orders, as usual.
Kaneko Miho even had the vibrator rotor I'd made her stuff in there last time.
I pulled out the rotor, fingered their pussies with both hands, making them soft and gooey.
"“Ha-ut, he-ut, heuung...♡”"
I teased both pussies at once, tormenting them till they begged for my cock inside.
Then I took turns pounding them.
'Mmm, fucking these two together makes me wanna rail all five at once. Gangbang style.'
After sex with Rino and Miho—gifting them orgasms and creampies in a row—I decided to take them back to the rural village where I'd gotten Absolute Cock.
I made my intentions crystal clear, and they agreed.
My uni junior Okamoto Rino filed for a leave of absence, and my advisor Prof. Kaneko Miho took sabbatical since they were knocked up.
I brought them to the village with Hikari, Kyoka, and Kaoru.
Hikari, Kyoka, and Kaoru sighed and glared when I rolled up from Tokyo with two more girls.
"Say hi. This is Fujii Hikari, lady of the house and my cock house No. 1. This little one's Miura Kyoka, village chief's daughter and cock house No. 2. This is Fujiwara Kaoru, total perv maso chick, the one and only minshuku inn daughter in this rural spot and cock house No. 3."
"“H-hello...”"
"This is Okamoto Rino, my uni junior, oh and cock house No. 4. This is Kaneko Miho, used to be my prof, cock house No. 5."
"““H-hello.... Sigh...””"
"You're all my cock house girls, so get along. From now on, live happily together, pop out babies left and right. Remember, you're all my loyal, obedient Pussy Slaves."