Chapter 56
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: Morning After and Little Sister's Call
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I seemed to have woken up before any of the pussy slaves.
Was it thanks to the stamina stat skill? Or maybe my libido was just that good...?
'Ah, come to think of it, that libido stat skill... If I'd known it wouldn't make my dick infinitely virile, I never would've picked it up. What a waste.'
I'd shelved it because the system said it was duplicated.
If I'd realized my dick wouldn't upgrade to infinite stamina, it would've been a total fucking waste of time.
I left the women—who'd been tormented all night and were still dead to the world—behind on the bed.
I got up, rummaged through the fridge, and mixed up some milk and cereal.
This fresh milk and cereal had run out at Hye-jeong's place originally, so I'd bought more from a mart in the real world.
Then I'd stashed it in the fridge here.
'Hmm, did I burn too much energy yesterday? Cereal alone isn't cutting it. I need to eat more.'
I polished off a few bowls of cereal and milk, but it still wasn't enough. So I whipped up a big batch of scrambled eggs, drowned them in ketchup, and scarfed them down.
Still hungry, I stuffed myself with whatever food I could find.
"Burp. Now that's more like it."
After gorging myself,
as expected, I started thinking about sex again and headed back to the pussy slaves.
"Mmm... Master, I can't take anymoreee..."
"It feels so good, but... no moreee..."
They must be dreaming about getting fucked by me even in their sleep.
The pussy slaves were sleep-talking, clearly dreaming about me railing them.
How much had I put them through for this to happen?
'Yeah, I did fuck them a lot.'
I gave the mumbling pussy slaves some sleepy-time dick.
Meaning I shoved it in their pussies while they slept.
They started waking up one by one, reacting to the pleasure and the motion.
"Ugh... M-Master... Are you trying to fuck our pussies raw until we die...? Seriously, ease up a little..."
Hye-jeong glared at me with furrowed brows.
Her little sister Hye-yeon was complaining that her swollen pussy hurt, and waking up from exhaustion had her in a foul mood.
I'd noticed this about Hye-jeong before—she got super irritable when woken up.
Especially if someone dragged her out of a deep sleep; her annoyance would explode.
"Tch. Fine. We'll take a break. ...But then what?"
"...... Are you seriously thinking about nothing but sex, Master? Are you some kind of monkey?"
"Hey, Kim Hye-jeong. I get you're cranky from being woken up tired, but cross the line and you're really in for it."
She was treating me like a sex-obsessed ape, which pissed me off a bit.
Hye-jeong pouted her lips and clammed up.
She'd started shit first, but got sulky when I clapped back.
Lee Seo-yeon, who'd been watching the tension between me and Hye-jeong, jumped in with a forced "Hehe" to lighten the mood.
"Hehe... Um, how about we chat for a bit...? Hehe..."
"Chat about what?"
Seo-yeon pondered for a moment when I showed interest, then suggested we just gossip about random stuff.
Classic pussy-brain solution from a chick with a pussy.
"Anything's fine. Stuff you wanna talk about, Master. Or hear about. Questions you have. Whatever."
"Nothing really."
"Nothing at all? Not even curious about anything?"
"...Hmm, uh, let me think... Ah! Got one. Hey, weren't you scared without me? Didn't you worry?"
I'd mulled it over and suddenly remembered something to ask.
Did Kim Hye-jeong and Lee Seo-yeon really not worry while I was gone?
"...I, I worried a ton. I even prayed you'd come back safe... What would we do without you, Master..."
Seo-yeon fidgeted, pressing her index fingers together.
But she couldn't meet my eyes, which screamed she was worried about my abilities, not me.
Yeah, I knew the reason.
If I died, supplies would stop.
And no one to protect them from zombies.
That was it.
'Not bad, though. Infinite supplies are something only I can provide. Makes me special to the pussy slaves.'
"...A-And yesterday during sex, I realized... I love fucking you so much now... Hehe..."
Seo-yeon blushed and squirmed shyly.
She was totally hooked after yesterday.
My pussy-customizing auto-transform dick was insanely effective.
"Okay for Seo-yeon, but what about you, Hye-jeong?"
"...... ..., I, I worried a little too... Yeah..."
Bullshit was obvious.
She probably fretted more about her sister and family.
Worrying about me? Maybe 0.01% compared to her family.
If I kicked it but her sister and fam were safe, Hye-jeong would've danced for joy.
'Damn, that pisses me off. Shouldn't have stopped the pussy punishment at just that yesterday.'
Of course, she valued my infinite supplies and protection enough to worry somewhat.
But her family worries dwarfed that massively.
'Eh, hard to blame her. I'm some random guy she just met—a rapist, no less. Can't expect family-level worry. I'm only treated special because of my powers. Still, she'd miss my abilities if I vanished. Who else in this world can get her a burger set, seasoned fried chicken, or pizza?'
Whatever the reason, hearing the pussy slaves say they worried while waiting for my return didn't suck.
And with my mood lifted, I wanted sex again.
So we fucked again.
"Master, you're such a perv... After all that yesterday... Ahh♡"
"Kuhuhu, all guys are pervs."
We fucked our fill again.
Lying in bed stroking their soft bodies, I felt a twinge of discomfort.
'Ah, the master bedroom bed's getting cramped... Not enough for four full-grown adults.'
I wished the bed were bigger.
And with all the piss and squirting, I was thinking it was time for a new one anyway.
Hye-jeong and Seo-yeon cleaned and did laundry as best they could, but...
The mattress stains were hopeless—even together, they gave up.
'Gotta fix this. Can't have uncomfortable sex. That's priority one.'
Problems need solutions.
And the solution was in the real world.
I shut down the Project Zombie World on the first floor and headed out to reality.
'Time to order a bed.'
But trying to order online and wait for delivery? Too slow.
Not what I wanted.
I needed it now, then back to Project Zombie World.
"Better to hit up a bed store and buy one on the spot."
I decided to taxi to a specialty bed shop near my old studio apartment.
'Pussy slaves might increase, so get the biggest one there. And ask if they do custom orders... If yes, put a deposit on an even bigger one.'
I was riding in the taxi, mulling over beds,
when my phone rang.
- Ring ring! Ring ring! -
Checking the caller, it was my youngest little sister.
'What's the maknae calling me for?'
I picked up.
"Hello."
-"Oppa." -
A young girl's voice came through.
Depending on how you heard it, almost babyish.
"Yeah. What's up?"
-"Mom says you're babysitting and nursing me this Saturday since all my sisters are busy." -
My youngest little sister had been sickly since childhood, practically living in hospitals her whole life.
Even after turning 19 recently, her voice and body still seemed immature.
Some incurable disease stunted her growth; despite being an adult this year, she was frail and delicate.
My old friends had freaked out over her photos, calling her a "manga heroine who ripped herself out of the pages"—the epitome of a sickly beauty character.
'...Nursing duty? Honestly, sounds like a hassle...'
"What about Mom?"
I said it a bit half-heartedly.
Taking care of a sick kid is Mom's job, right?
Not big bro's.
But sensing my reluctance,
my little sister's tone sharpened.
-"Mom's working, you idiot. Why would I call you if she had time?" -
'This rude little...'
My maknae sister was rude as hell sometimes.
Actually, thinking about it, polite moments were rare.