Chapter 18

In the end, I'd somehow survived this season. Lea had reached E-rank in the latter half, and Haena noona had boosted her spurt a bit, jumping my rank from mid-500s to the 300s—over a hundred spots up.

Anyway, no coin farming during preseason, huh? Maybe I could finally get some rest? But an event during preseason? What the hell? There was an update notice on the description window, so I tapped it, and a screen popped up.

"What the fuck is this...?"

The notice said there'd be an event during preseason, so I figured it was some bonus for survivors. But this? A bolt from the blue. God, is there really no rest for me? I'd been grinding routines nonstop since the coin system opened, hoping for a breather. Fat chance—now I had to figure out how to feed semen to my family.

Not all bad, though. The special coin reward sounded good, whatever it was, and feeding them semen? From a non-conquest angle, pretty damn fun. No way I was losing now. Especially not with a penalty hanging over next season.

My opponent...

Joseph Sherman, huh. If I'd known about this event, I would've pushed the Semen Lover trait. Then I could've just blasted and fed without hassle.

Following my usual routine, I headed to Lea's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠room first. No coins from 'massages' for now, but after her recent upgrade, she was familiar with my cock, and I'd creampied her plenty. Figured I could coax her into swallowing easy.

Knock knock.

"Lea."

I knocked, and Lea replied in an excited voice, "Come in!"

Opening the door, there she was—naked on her bed, legs spread, fingering herself.

"Hng... Oppa..."

I shut the door quick, stripped naked, and tossed my clothes aside. Top student, huh? She hadn't forgotten the lesson—practicing on her own. My prized pupil.

"Lea, how about we massage each other this time?"

"Hng... Each other...? Haang... How...?"

My cock throbbed hard already. I sat beside her, panting, pushed her hand off her clit, and fingered her instead.

"I'll show you."

"Haaang... Oppa's hand feels... even better... Haang..."

She reacted instantly. Time to advance?

"Lea, gimme your hand."

I paused teasing her, guided her hand to my cock, and made her grip it. The thrill hitting my shaft was leagues beyond my own touch.

"Whoa... Oppa... It's so hot..."

"Right? This is called a dick."

"Dick?"

Figured teaching terms upfront would make future 'massages' hotter, so I did.

"Yeah, dick. Yours is a pussy. Now, gently stroke it up and down like this."

"Aha... Dick... Pussy..."

She listened intently, eyes fixed, then started stroking as instructed.

Shlick. Shlick.

"...Like this?"

"Yeah... Haa... Keep going while I massage your pussy, and you massage mine."

I'd always hated self-referring as 'oppa,' but teaching Lea, it slipped out. Was she the perfect Innocent little sister archetype? Conquest guides said handjobs needed D-rank min, but Lea's hurdles were low. Even without skipping grades, she progressed faster.

Shlick. Shlick.

Squelch. Squelch.

"Haang! Haaaang! Haang!"

Top student—didn't stop stroking amid her moans, just like I taught. Our legs tangled, arms crossed. She couldn't tear her eyes from my cock even in ecstasy. Adorable.

Chuu... Chuuup...

I dove into her lips and tongue. Sucked her plump tits too while we mutual-masturbated. Climax built fast.

"Le... Lea!"

I pulled back, aimed at her, and unloaded.

Splurt. Splurt.

"Haaaaang!!! Aaaaang!!!"

Post-nut clarity hit. Time for the main goal.

"Lea."

"Hng... Yeah...?"

She answered weakly, still riding the afterglow.

"Oppa couldn't tell you yesterday, but you gotta eat this... It's good for your health."

Shit, should've prepped lines. I scooped cum off her belly and showed her.

"Huh? Really?"

Suspicious glance—fair enough.

"Yeah. Have I ever lied to you, Lea? Told you all the ways to feel good."

"True, but... gotta eat it?"

"Yeah. Skip it, and you'll get unhealthy later—no more massages, no more good feels."

Even a stray dog wouldn't buy that bullshit, but Lea went, "Don't want that..." and sucked my fingers clean.

"Eww... Salty. And bitter."

"Good stuff tastes bad. Bear it, and I'll buy something yummy."

"Ice cream!"

Managed to feed Lea somehow, but limits exist. Brainwashing worked reluctantly... Like force-feeding bitter meds. Miserable.

But I had plans for next. Wonder how the opponent did?

Joseph Sherman hadn't fed a drop yet. No complacency—dunno his strategy.

"Huu... Noona, good work today."

"Yeah, you too."

Hit the gym with Haena noona as usual. Hour workout, back home—time for my secret weapon.

"Noona, here. Drink after workouts. Protein, right?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

Protein it was—gym supps plus fresh from my balls. Perfect source?

She sipped... and spat everywhere.

"Ptoooh!!! Gahk!"

"Damn, such a waste!"

Watched my cum-protein spill helplessly as she grilled me.

"Cough. Cough... Hey. This... Hack... Real stuff?"

"Yeah. Why?"

Not pure protein, sure. But why?

"Smells too fishy? Spoiled?"

"Huh? Expired maybe? Sorry, proper one next time."

Failure. Thought protein masked it... Nope.

Just 0.1ml from Haena noona. Secret weapon flopped—fishiness too strong. Wasted load.

At this rate, penalty next season. Check opponent:

Joseph Sherman hit double digits. Over twice my score. Cum per load varies by lust—2-5ml avg. Means stockpile and feed at opportunities.

Semen Lover would've made it easy, but low ranks mean stealth only. Brutal odds. Gotta try, but tough.

One feed per day to Lea? Maybe 15ml max. Opponent won't idle—already over 12ml. Breakfast mix? Noona'd notice like protein...

Save cum for ideas later.

I rummaged the laundry room basket. There—Haena noona's panties. She'd tacitly okayed using them for fap, so no guilt.

Dropped pants, rubbed my cock on them.

"Ngh!"

Climax surged. Set a container at the tip—

Step. Step.

Fuck. Someone coming. No time for container.

Splurt. Splurt.

I blasted on the floor, barely held sanity amid ecstasy, and fled to the bathroom.