Chapter 228
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 228
Chapter Title: Raiding the Jewelry Store
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Hye-jeong was raving about how delicious my cock was, and Hye-yeon and Seo-yeon, who were licking and sucking it from both sides of her, eagerly chimed in that it was delicious too.
"Me too...♡ So yummy, haa...♡ *lick lick*."
"Me too...♡ *lick*, Master's cock, Master's cum is so good. Hnnght."
'Kukuku, that's all because of the aphrodisiac & drug-laced semen. You girls can never escape my cock for the rest of your lives.'
The first-generation Pussy Slaves knew I had an aphrodisiac ability.
I'd threatened to marinate both sisters in it once before and told them, plus they'd been watching my changes all along.
Still, the way they talked about it seemed like no matter the reason, they just absolutely loved my cock and cum, and wanted to act all cute and spoiled to get more affection from me.
I gave the first- and second-gen girls in front of me a grand group bukkake facial blast several times over.
They all squealed "Kyaaak! Kyakya!" in delight, then licked up the cum splattered on their faces and bodies like it was the tastiest treat.
Hye-jeong and Hye-yeon sucked the cum out of my cock with wet, sloppy kisses, cleaning up every last drop with enthusiastic cleanup fellatio, then groomed each other like animals, licking the cum off one another's bodies.
"...Master♡ Watching you fuck the third-gen girls got... this bitch-in-heat slut Hye-jeong's dog pussy all excited♡ Put your delicious thick Master cock in your Master's exclusive pregnant fleshlight onahole pussy...♡ Show mercy to your Master's exclusive meat toilet hole...♡"
Once their sisterly cum-grooming was done, Hye-jeong got on all fours like a cat but spread her pussy wide open with both hands, begging me to stick my Master's cock in her.
I was planning to creampie the first- and second-gen pussies full anyway, so I slid into Hye-jeong's super aroused, soft, chewy pink pussy dripping with her juices and enjoyed a slow fuck with her.
"Ahng, haang, heung, Master's cock...♡ Hnng, so good. Ohwoook. Heung."
"You like it, my Hye-jeong?"
"...Y-yes♡"
"Heh, then I gotta give you the vibrating cock and drill cock too."
"...Ah, no, the vibrating cock and drill cock..., oooh...! Cumming so hard...♡ Ohwoook...!!"
I fucked Hye-jeong's pussy and creampied her, then did the same to Hye-yeon and Seo-yeon next, and after that to the second-gen girls: Kim Ye-won, Choi Mi-young, and Kim Hye-ji.
I gave them all a thorough round of sex and creampies.
After that, I decided to head out of the hideout for the first time in a while to hunt some zombies myself.
Drones were more efficient for zombie hunting, but I needed to get some fresh air anyway, and there was business outside to take care of.
'Time to properly raid some jewelry stores.'
Up until now, the gold rings and necklaces I'd farmed from apartments and zombies were more than enough to live comfortably for life, so I hadn't bothered.
But human greed knows no bounds. Once the zombies around the hideout were mostly cleared, the empty, ruined jewelry stores caught my eye.
So I figured I'd loot them all.
'Gonna become a first-class flight regular so I can get chummy with the stewardesses and fuck them mid-flight. Or like Jin-dana said, buy a private jet and enjoy my own sexy cute stewardesses at my leisure. Kukuku.'
Not all stewardesses are like that, but I wanted to seduce flying sluts like Jin-dana and fuck in a real airplane.
You could call it a minor, low-priority goal: messy mid-flight sex with flying sluts.
Hmm, if I do get a private jet... calling in Ji-min and the maknae little sis separately for some fucking would be fun and hot as hell.
"Pussy Slaves, I'm heading out for some fresh air, to kill zombies, and to loot some jewelry stores. Be back soon."
"...Jewelry stores? Like gold shops...?"
"Yeah."
"...?"
The other Pussy Slaves were still passed out limp from the four-cock combo overload.
Hye-jeong, who'd fucked me first, was the only one barely conscious, so I was basically telling her.
She tilted her head cutely, puzzled about why I'd suddenly want to raid jewelry stores.
From Hye-jeong's perspective, in this zombie apocalypse, gold and jewels were useless, so she couldn't understand why I'd bother collecting them.
"I want to. I'm collecting them because I want to."
I could've said something like "Need money for superpowered food deliveries," but it was too annoying to explain, and I didn't feel like telling her, so I just said I wanted to collect them.
Hmm, and honestly, it was true. I already had plenty from zombies and apartments.
"...Ah. ...I see. ...Hmm, then Master. I'll be fully conscious soon~♡ Take me with you~♡ Okay?"
Hye-jeong acted all cutesy and asked to come along.
"Hmm... I think it'd be easier alone."
"Aww~♡ I'll help you raid the jewelry stores right by your side~~♡ Take me with you~♡ Okay? Master~♡ Hye-jeong wants to go with Master~♡"
I'm weak to women's cuteness and coquetry.
Especially if she's a cute, pretty girl.
No... any guy with a dick would be weak to it.
In the end, I gave in to Hye-jeong's pleas and waited for her to get ready and fully recover before heading out.
But in the meantime, Hye-yeon and Seo-yeon woke up too, so it turned into all the first-gen going together.
Hye-jeong's face scrunched up a bit.
"...Heh, lucky first-gen seniors. Getting a jewelry store raiding date with Master..."
The second-gen girls who woke up after sucked their fingers enviously of the first-gen.
Me and the first-gen Pussy Slaves left the hideout to the second-gen and headed out to loot jewelry stores nearby.
We still couldn't fully trust the third-gen, so we left their basic training to the second-gen and stepped outside.
"...Wow, everything's ruins everywhere. ...No intact places left."
"Feels like the first time I've been out in forever."
"First time leaving this hideout with Master, right?"
Pussy Slaves rarely went outside the hideout.
Especially lately, since attacks were mostly drone-based.
The second-gen had gone out briefly for gun training with me, but the first-gen had only left once when moving to this hideout about a month ago, spending most time inside.
No need to go out.
Now that they were out strolling leisurely, they seemed to enjoy it.
"It's fall now, weather's nice and cool. I wanna go out with Master more often. ...Ah, only in secured safe areas, of course."
"Yeah, let's stroll like this in safe zones sometimes."
With level 3 pot helmets and level 3 iron hats, plus limb guards, and fully armed with full-parts M416s and other guns, the first-gen Pussy Slaves could safely wander cleared zombie zones with me.
'Hmm, second-gen were jealous too. Should alternate first- and second-gen for jewelry raids. Give first-gen more perks, though. Twice for first-gen, once for second.'
"Master, spotted a small jewelry store over there."
"Oh, good job. Seo-yeon."
A small jewelry store in the shopping strip had a "Jewelry Store" sign.
The owner had locked the glass door and rolled down the shutter when zombies hit.
It was a stainless pipe shutter, so the inside was visible, with gold and silver rings and jewelry on display.
"Alright, gotta get this open..."
I didn't know how to pick locks, but my instincts said my strength could bend it open, so I yanked the shutter hard.
-Crunch!-
The shutter groaned, deforming and loosening bit by bit.
Tower trial survivor level 10, plus strength stat skill level 12 boosting it.
Around combined level 22 near-superhuman power.
I could dodge bullets if I eyed the barrel first—like a comic book character—so ripping the shutter apart was easy.
"Wow... ...Master, so cool..."
Hye-yeon gaped, clapped lightly, and gave a thumbs up.
I grinned back and yanked harder with both hands.
"Master, how'd you get so strong...? Did your powers just grow again? True Awakener..."
"Nah, Master's been way stronger and more agile since he suddenly shot up taller and hotter last time. Changed then but kept it quiet."
Seo-yeon, the apocalypse novelist, was still on about "Awakeners"... well, for me specifically, she might be right.
Hmm, yeah, probably. In reality now, they just lump Tower survivors and superpowers as "Awakener" or "Hunter."
Anyway, Hye-jeong corrected her properly on when my strength ramped up, so I nodded that she was right.
Having torn off the common stainless pipe security shutter, I just had to force the door open.
I busted it open like breaking in, and a loud security siren blared.
-Beeeep~~~!!! Beeeep~~~!!!-
"Ah, security alarm."
"Hmm, good thing we cleared zombies nearby or it'd be fucked. Where's the sound coming from? Smash the speaker."
"Got it. ...Ah, found it. Up there. ...Can't reach. Shoot it?"
"Nah. I'll smash it. I'm tall enough."
I pulled a pickaxe from subspace and wrecked the anti-theft speaker on the ceiling.
The Pussy Slaves were too short for the pickaxe to reach, but at 195cm now, I could.
I smashed the blaring security speaker with the pickaxe, then opened or broke the display cases and glass, sweeping up every gold ring and jewelry accessory.