The Inventory Is OP!
I figured I might as well test the inventory while I was at it. The classic ways to test an inventory from genre novels—stuffing multiple copies of the same item inside, or pouring in hot water and checking it later to see if it stays warm. I left the hot water in there for now, grabbed a handful of pencils from Si-young’s desk, and tossed them into the inventory.
Fifteen pencils fit into a single slot. Wow, this is straight-up broken. I still didn’t know the exact limit, but considering it was a first-clear bonus, the skill was completely overpowered. If the hot water stayed warm too, I’d have the ultimate cheat inventory. The only problem was that this girl was taking forever to come out. I had a lot to do today.
Bang bang—
“Hey. You jerking off in there again? Or did you die? Why aren’t you coming out?”
“Yes, oppa. I’ll be right out—”
The fact that she answered “yes” was all the confirmation I needed. I threw the door open.
“Kyaaak—”
“You’ve already shown me everything. Hurry up and finish. Oppa’s busy today.”
She was holding the shower head against her pussy, washing that area with intense focus. The lewd sight made my cock harden again. Looked like I’d be leaving a little later than planned.
—
I dragged Si-young out of the shower, fucked her once, then lounged half-lying on the sofa while she gave me a cleaning blowjob. Slurp—slurp… slurp. Watching her suck my cock with her wet hair still undried filled me with satisfaction. I asked her the questions that had been bothering me since yesterday—why she’d been masturbating on the first floor, how often she usually did it, that sort of thing.
Even while sucking me off, Si-young answered every question diligently.
“Mmph, mmphhh.”
“What the hell are you saying? Take it out when you talk.”
“Cough. You were holding my head so I couldn’t pull back…”
“What?”
I narrowed my eyes and gave her a sharp look. She avoided my gaze like a puppy who knew it had done something wrong. I made a mental note to try dog cosplay on her later.
“That’s enough sucking. If we have sex again I really won’t make it out today.”
“Okaaay. But oppa… can I ask you one thing?”
“What is it.”
“Oppa… what’s your name?”
Oh shit. I’d been fucking her since yesterday without even telling her my name. Then again, I’d only learned hers through the status window, so it made sense she didn’t know mine. A small pang of guilt hit me.
***
Name, age, where he used to live. And… that he had just been released from prison yesterday. When Si-young heard I’d gone to jail for castrating a guy who tried to rape an underage girl, her startled expression softened and she stopped trying to pull away.
“You’re not scared of me?”
“Hehe… I know you’re not that kind of person, Jin-woo oppa.”
“What are you talking about? I basically forced myself on you yesterday. And how can you claim to know me after just one day?”
“But… you didn’t actually force me… and I… I felt good too…”
Si-young kept nodding cutely between my legs, only saying the pretty words. There was still something I needed to ask.
“So you were planning to go find your dad?”
“Yes… He’s all alone in the countryside. I thought if I went, he might feel more at ease.”
“You know that’s realistically impossible right now, don’t you?”
“Yes… I know…”
“Good. Once I get stronger… Ah, right. You wouldn’t know.”
Si-young still didn’t even know about status windows. I pulled out the warm water I’d stored in the inventory earlier and showed it to her. The water was still hot. That proved my theory—the inventory really was an overpowered cheat that multiple people could have.
“There are people with abilities out there. So you need to be even more careful. Once I get stronger, we’ll go look for your dad. Got it?”
“…”
Si-young stayed silent for a moment, stunned. Then—
“C-can… can I awaken too?”
Now that she mentioned it, I was curious. Awakening itself didn’t seem difficult—just killing one zombie should trigger it.
“Let’s go outside.”
“O-oppa! W-wait a second!”
Apparently the gap between how easy I thought it was and how she felt was huge. She spent a long time just gripping my cock, trying to calm herself down. Fuck. My dick isn’t a slime. She kept kneading it to steady her nerves, but unlike a slime’s squishy texture, my cock went from soft to rock-hard under her pale little hand.
The contrast between her slender white wrist and my now-darkened cock was so erotic it only turned me on more. Haa… I have to hold back. I really have a lot to do today.
—
I grabbed the hammer I’d given her and we headed down to the first floor. The front door still showed the shattered glass from when I broke it yesterday. The minimap confirmed there were no monsters nearby, so I didn’t bother being cautious. I chopped the head off a lone zombie a short distance away. Since zombies stayed alive even with just their heads, I decided to bring the head over and make Si-young finish it off.
Thump—
I kicked the zombie head toward her like a soccer ball. Si-young flinched back in horror.
“Hiiik— Oppa…”
The lesson I’d given her before we left—not to scream no matter what—had worked. She glared at me quietly, then looked back and forth between me and the zombie head. After a deep breath, she squeezed her eyes shut, let out a small grunt, and swung the hammer at the severed head.
Crunch—
Ugh… wow. I hadn’t noticed when I did it myself, but from a third-person view it was pretty brutal. Not that I felt any pity for the zombie. I just silently wished it a peaceful rest in the next world.
“So? Did the awakening notification pop up?”
“No…”
“Hmm… Is there some kind of requirement? Or is this also first-come-first-served? I have no idea.”
“Hng… I’m sorry… I wanted to awaken and be useful to you, oppa…”
When her pretty face scrunched up and she hung her head, I walked over, grabbed her ass, and kneaded it.
“It’s fine. You just need to focus on being my cumdump.”
“Haa… Yes… Jin-woo oppa… Should I go inside and milk one load out of you? ♡”
“Agh. You’re seriously too fucking hot.”
—
I didn’t fuck Si-young again once we got back inside. Instead I pulled down my sweatpants, bent her over my lap, and spanked her ass about ten times while lecturing her.
“Like that!”
“If you provoke me!”
“I’m the one!”
“Who has to do it!”
“You useless bitch!”
I controlled my strength, but her snow-white ass still turned red. The real problem was how her pussy, visible between her ass cheeks, was getting wetter with every slap. Her expressions were ridiculous too. Every time I hit her she let out little “Hii!” “Hya!” “Hak!” sounds, but her face looked like she was enjoying it. She really was an untouchable pervert.
***
I decided to continue her true pervert training another time. I left the house, practiced storing a sword in my inventory and pulling it out smoothly, then started moving.
Kwaaaak— Kiiiieek—
Ah, even on the second day the scenery was already familiar. I swung the shabby sword, cutting down zombies as I advanced. It had come out as a two-handed sword, but my increased strength made one-handed swings feel more comfortable.
My destination was the pharmacy. Today’s plan was to go pharmacy → house → large supermarket → house, stockpiling supplies along the way. Since I had the shop, the pharmacy had relatively high priority. I needed to secure it before people came to their senses and started scavenging, or before the early-game zombies were cleared out and movement became easier.
I used the minimap to its fullest and arrived at the pharmacy after killing mostly zombies and goblins. But then—
Haaak— Thud. Thud—
What the hell was this situation? The area around the pharmacy had already been cleared of monsters. I crouched down and observed first. This was where one of the minimap’s weaknesses showed itself—male information. At first I thought male data would be useless so I hadn’t paid much attention, but a space that should have held only a woman was now occupied by a female pharmacist surrounded by several men. They were raping her.
“Haa… haaa… P-please… stop…”
“Shut up, you bitch. We cleared out all the zombies around here. You should at least pay this much. Stay quiet and squeeze that pussy properly!!!”
Oh. Can I join in? The thought crossed my mind, but the men looked filthy, like they hadn’t washed in days. Plus they were still covered in blood splatter from the recent fight and hadn’t even bothered to wipe it off before venting their lust. My appetite instantly vanished.
One guy was standing watch outside, but it was sloppy. The fact that he still hadn’t noticed me proved it. Well, it couldn’t be helped. The world had only changed recently, and in an exciting situation like this they were probably moving purely on instinct.
I carefully approached the lookout and drew a thick red line across his throat with my shabby sword. Ugh. First time killing a person. I felt a slight urge to vomit, but it wasn’t that bad. Whatever. They were all pieces of shit anyway. I hoped they wouldn’t feel too wronged and would just move on to the next hell.
Thump—
Haaaak— Thud— Thud—
The sound of the corpse hitting the ground was a bit loud, but the noises coming from the ongoing rape were even louder. If you’re going to do it, at least close the windows. Are you trying to let every passing zombie stop and watch? I shook my head at the bastards who were basically filming a live-action rape video in real time.
Three left. It’d be best to reduce their numbers quickly. The three of them were in such a hurry they hadn’t even taken their pants all the way off—they were just bunched around their knees. Their movement would be restricted.
Before opening the door and assessing the situation, I bought a dagger from the shop and threw it with one hand while charging in and swinging my sword with the other. A clean horizontal slash.
“Aaargh! What the fuck! Who the hell is this bastard?”
But it seemed too shallow. The first rapist clutched his bleeding neck and staggered back. The second guy came to his senses and took a stance. Fuck, my eyes. I’d tried not to look at what they’d been doing, but I still took mental damage. Impressive. Did their team have a mage or something?
“You bastards, get a grip—urk—”
I forced my dizzy mind to focus, found a weapon, and gifted the guy a thrust. The rest was easy. All three—the one hit by the dagger, the one whose neck I’d slashed, and the one I’d stabbed—were injured, giving me an overwhelming advantage. Plus none of them were holding weapons; they’d been too busy groping tits.
Squelch—
After delivering the final confirmation kills, the messages appeared.
You have hunted a Hunter. x2
You have hunted a Civilian. x2
You have leveled up.