To Have Sex with Mungtigi, I Need to Get Stronger

A sweltering summer in Sextia. Even in heat like this, there are people plotting rape. We are the dedicated rape unit of the Aeta Merchant Guild.

Our beginnings may be humble, but our end shall be glorious. Until the day we fuck Elanea.

After endless rounds of meetings, our first target was finally set: the Alea Casino, right near our office. After hanging around the place and gathering intel, one party lit up on our radar.

A gambling den in a beginner village is always the same story — full of pathetic newbies with zero interest in getting stronger through dungeons or PvP, already hooked on gambling long before they ever set foot in the game.

I dressed Kim Dong-hwan up as a gambling-addicted beginner and sent him undercover into Alea. The suckers he dug up looked like this:

Probably a real-life couple who clocked out of work, went looking for a game they could enjoy together, and somehow ended up here. Time to show them this world isn't nearly as soft as they think. That's Dystoa Online for you.

I was turning all that over in my head when Kim Dong-hwan walked into my office.

"Team Leader Park Seong-hyeon. Here's the final draft of the rape plan."

"Let me take a look."

"Hmm… yeah, this is solid. Nice work, Dong-hwan."

"Thank you." (What ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a fucking idiot. He's actually greenlighting this. lol)

With the excellent plan Kim Dong-hwan had cooked up, everything felt like it was going to fall into place. I was going to sleep well tonight.

Oh-ho. I haven't even raped anyone yet and just planning it bumps the number? Managing Lust is basically free real estate.

"Mungtigi! You heard the plan, right? From now on, we're a married couple."

"I'm so dang excited! I was so lookin' forward to it I barely slept a wink last night!!"

This girl is always overflowing with enthusiasm. Not a bad thing, but still…

"Today's couple-acting training. We're heading into town and playing the part of a couple on a date. Think you can handle it?"

"Leave it to me! I can do it just fine~"

The busiest commercial strip in all of Sextia — Adela Road, the main street. Wealthy newbies came here to buy new clothes, grab coffee, or go on dates.

The tall buildings and pretty decorations must have been a real novelty, because Mungtigi kept swiveling her head this way and that.

"I ain't never seen a place this pretty before. Back home in the countryside, all you got was the smell of cow dung, and nothin' but rice paddies and fields wherever you looked…"

Ahh. So Mungtigi really was a country girl. Made sense — Sextia was a pretty big city, and plenty of people migrated in from the sticks. Not exactly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠rare.

Looking at her always set a whole mess of thoughts spinning. Not just the urge ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to fuck her, either. It wasn't simple lust so much as… something. Hell, I don't know.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Am I not even allowed pure love anymore? Ugh… this goddamn rapist life.

"Mungtigi! Let's go buy some clothes. Pretty ones. We need to look like newlyweds."

"Got it!!"

I took Mungtigi's hand and headed for the shops.

After shopping, we decided to rest in a nearby open space — a pretty little park that still held the armor of the knights who once protected Sextia, long ago.

A quiet, peaceful park. Mungtigi was crouched down watching ants crawl across the dirt, wearing the sky-blue sleeveless top I'd bought her.

"Mungtigi. How'd you end up coming to Sextia, anyway?"

She lifted her head a little and looked at me with that signature bright, cheerful expression of hers.

"This is the village {ParkSeonghyeon123} stayed in for a long time early on! Someday I'm gonna become an overwhelm'n ranker just like him."

Mungtigi cleared her throat with a little ahem and kept going.

"Even if he's gone and vanished for now…"

Her face darkened all at once. Sorry. That's me.

"Ain't that why you named yourself Park Seong-hyeon too, Team Leader? 'Cause you respect him? I figured that was the whole reason!"

What the hell is this situation… So Mungtigi had admired the old me, dreamed of becoming an adventurer because of it, and followed my footsteps all the way to Sextia…

"Yeah. That's right. I respect him a hell of a lot too. Enough that I want to become like him again someday."

Mungtigi's face said again? She tilted her head, then smiled and answered.

"Sounds good! Let's have a contest to see who becomes like {ParkSeonghyeon123} first!"

Later — much later — if I ever got strong again the way I used to be, maybe I could love someone purely without fretting over Lust values.

Until that day comes, I rape. Pachilis, Philia, Elanea — whoever it is.

I parted ways with Mungtigi, came home, washed up, and collapsed onto the bed. Maybe it was because this was the first real date I'd ever been on with a girl, but I was wiped.

In a few days, my first rape. Finally, I'd start getting stronger. Still a long way from the power I used to have, but still.

I was lying there trying to sleep when the room suddenly flooded with white light. Just like the time I'd met Elanea — blank white radiance filling every corner, and me alone in the middle of it.

What the hell? This System's getting more unhinged by the day. Should I rape it?

"{ParkSeonghyeon123}. It's been a while. Or should I just call you Park Seong-hyeon now."

A voice that was somehow both familiar and strange — like something that had lived in my memories — rang through my head.

"Who are you? Do I know you?"

"Let's just say I was someone you knew back when you were tearing through World Dystoa as a Different-Race Trainer. It doesn't matter much right now."

From the way he talked, we'd been pretty close — and yet hearing the voice stirred up nothing. Not a single memory.

"What's your business? And how were you able to contact me?"

"I'm currently inside the System itself. Let's just say I'm attached to the core of Dystoa Online."

"Uh… okay, and so what?"

Ahem—

A cough. He seemed more than ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a little thrown by my attitude.

"Right before your data was wiped, I stepped in first and backed it up. Meaning if you can just make it to the heart of World Dystoa — to Obadia — I can transplant your Different-Race Trainer data."

What? So that meant I could hold both Rapist and Different-Race Trainer at the same time?

Holding two classes at once was something I'd never heard of, never seen with my own eyes, even back when I was a ranker.

"Ah. Looks like I need to end this communication. I'm being hunted, you see."

Urgency flooded into the voice on the line.

"Remember just this one thing. You have to head for Obadia. Don't linger too long in Sextia. Nothing good will come of it."

My head was a mess. Whether it was the sheer shock of what I'd just heard or something else, the room was spinning. I could get strong again.

Me — reduced to a rapist who preys on newbies in a beginner village — back to those days…

Obadia. That was the biggest reason I'd decided to trust him.

Obadia was the core of World Dystoa — the place where the main system lived, the domain of the gods, if you wanted a simple way to put it.

Ordinary users didn't even know it existed. Even high-tier rankers and guild masters only had a vague sense of it. Almost no one knew what it truly was.

The fact that he'd dropped the name Obadia meant his words were worth believing. Which meant I really could get strong again.

Either way, I had to get stronger. The road to Obadia wasn't going to be easy. I'd need to gather allies, too…

Phew—

It was going to be one hell of a journey. For now, I'd do what I could. Rape my way stronger. That was everything, for the moment.