Mid-Season Announcement

"Nuna, want some of this?"

I offered her the ice cream and asked. "What is it?" she replied without even glancing up.

"Ice cream."

"No."

Haena nuna sat at the kitchen table, eyes glued to her smartphone, responding with cool indifference. The ice princess queen showed no signs of melting anytime soon.

Her relationship level wasn't that low, though. She'd gotten wet just looking at my cock, but here she was pretending nothing happened. I'd even come prepared to unlock her masturbation feature, bringing a stash of her dedicated coins plus a few [Incest Fantasy] coins to boost her lewdness.

"No, I said."

Haena nuna shot me an annoyed look.

"Can't you just say 'yeah' once?"

Heroine-exclusive coins were on another level. The stat windows piled up like a damn receipt.

Did it have to be spoken aloud to activate? No silent affirmation items? And that line—"Can't you just say 'yeah' once?"—what kind of bullshit was that? The coin system was great overall, but these clunky bits were annoying. Picking up every dropped coin was a hassle, and having to voice-confirm each use grated too. I'd check the shop later.

As I thought that, Haena nuna turned slightly toward me. "Uh... yeah. Fine."

Still deadpan, but definitely softer.

"Yeah? Uh... here."

I fumbled, caught off guard by her shift, and offered the ice cream again. She picked one up.

Whoa. Long live the coin system!

...

I checked the shop after a while. F-rank seemed doable with my current coin grind, but E-rank conditions spiked exponentially. Time to level up my skills.

New items had popped up since last time. "Hmm... Coin Expert? Coin 'limits'?" Sounded useful no matter what. Invisible Hand too— I'd freaked out more than once at the coin drop sounds. Maybe focus on gold farming over stat-ups for now?

Then, a different screen appeared before my eyes.

Whoa, rankings? I tapped the screen, and they scrolled up.

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Average at best—slightly below mid-pack. Gotta grind harder.

100 eliminations... I'd probably ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠scrape by this season, but no slacking. Mid-season now—who knew others' progress? Everyone's scraping bottom, so tiny edges could flip ranks.

――A little later

"Ahem..."

I grabbed a drink from the kitchen and slipped into my room. 8 PM. Door cracked open, I sat at my computer and freed my raging cock.

Stroke. Stroke.

I played some incest porn—though honestly, not really watching. Headset on like I heard nothing, but sound muted. My ears strained toward the door.

"Hng..."

Haena nuna's needy moan.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Daytime ice queen, but 8 PM sharp? She turned into a bitch in heat outside my door. First few times, she peeked through the crack; now she left it 20% open, bold enough our eyes met if I turned.

Squelch. Squelch.

Masturbation unlocked, she went wild—rubbing her pussy over clothes. Soaked through, squelching loud enough for me. Gonna have to mop the flood again.

"Hngg... Hup."

She stifled moans, struggling. In reward, I sped up.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Couldn't look—didn't want to spook her and tank stats. But my mind raced: her bursting in, sucking my cock with those sexy pink lips, wrapping her massive tits around it, then biting her lip, straddling me ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠seductively...

"Grrrh! Haena nuna!"

"Hnnnggg!!"

Orgasm crashed.

Splurt. Spluuurt.

Called her name again—coins seemed to drop when we synced like this, mentioning her shared the vibe(?).

"Haa... haa..."

Panting in afterglow, two red coins dropped on my thigh.

Nice. Gasping, I stored them. Nuna had slipped away from the door.

But not over. Our unspoken pact—no talks, but routine.

I headed to the bathroom.

...

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

"Ahn! Ahhhhn!"

Door 20% open like her, I watched. Post-unlock coins made her bold—delicate fingers dipping just a knuckle into her slit, teasing.

Soundproof house, she moaned freely.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Haaaahn! Ahhhhhhn!"

She turned her ass my way, fingering like she knew—pristine pink labia, hairless. Daytime chill vs. this slutty moan fest. Any guy would crave plunging in; her pink depths winked, drooling nectar. My cock throbbed harder, aching closer.

"Haaaaahn! Hnnggg! Ahhhhhn!"

"Ngh! Too good! Haena nuna!"

I called her name, spilling excitement like in my room.

"Ahhhhhhn! Kangmo! Hup. Ahhhhhhhn!"

She answered—first time calling my name mid-jerk. Too late to cover; her sultry voice hit home.

Ejaculation surged wildly. Her panties in the laundry—like an invite—I wrapped my iron-hard cock and erupted.

Splurt. Spluuuuurtt.

Best catharsis yet.

"Haa... haa..."

"Heuk... heuk..."

Collapsed in bliss, three coins dropped.

And an achievement popped up.