Episode 29
Episode 29
Translation: Godtl
Ha-rin couldn't bring herself to block the fist flying toward her sluggish body.
"Ugh!"
The fist, which had changed direction in an instant, struck Ha-rin's shoulder.
"Agh!"
The pain must have been considerable, as Ha-rin immediately clutched her shoulder with her hand.
Mu-jin also quickly withdrew his fist and rushed to her side.
"Are you okay, noona?"
"Sorry, I failed to deflect it. But it's fine. With some rest and a hot compress, it'll get better."
"Still..."
"I said it's fine."
"I'll get an ice pack for you."
"Huh? You will?"
Mu-jin immediately brought an ice pack and pressed it against Ha-rin's shoulder.
Only then, as the pain subsided, did Ha-rin manage a smile.
"What am I going to do with you?"
"It's okay. It might swell a bit, but that'll go away soon. If you ice it properly, the bruising won't be too bad either."
"I hope so."
"More importantly, what about you? You wanted to spar with me, but we didn't even get to properly do it."
"Is now really the time to worry about that? It's fine. I can just train by myself."
"Really? Then I'll just rest a little and come back."
Ha-rin answered brightly, her face lighting up. She quickly vacated the spot.
This, too, was part of the plan. What Mu-jin had to do in the meantime was simple: train naturally.
As soon as he saw Ha-rin disappear, he stripped off all his clothes and tossed them aside.
His physical condition was excellent.
'I've kept the grooming meticulous too.'
His large, imposing cock made its presence undeniably known. It had been his pride since childhood.
Even in the martial arts game, women who had tasted this cock would moan uncontrollably every time it filled them.
And after mastering the Lust Demonic Art, his stamina had grown even more formidable.
With that thought, Mu-jin immediately began training in the Thunder Fist. Naked, of course.
Meanwhile, outside the training hall, Ha-rin spent her time cooling her shoulder.
Being a C-rank hunter, her recovery rate was exceptional.
After about two hours, the pain in her shoulder had almost completely faded.
There might still be a slight bruise, but at least moving wasn't an issue.
'At this rate, even if sparring is difficult, I should at least be able to train alongside him, right?'
Since Mu-jin had said he was training alone, she could just join him. Sparring could wait a little longer.
Ha-rin immediately headed back toward the training hall. Just as she was about to push open the familiar door, something caught her eye.
The training hall doors on this floor had small windows.
Glass windows. Which meant the inside was visible.
'What the...?'
And inside, Mu-jin was diligently practicing the Thunder Fist—completely naked, not a stitch of clothing on him.
So shocked that she nearly let out an involuntary scream, Ha-rin froze.
At first, it was pure shock. But soon, her gaze drifted downward, taking in Mu-jin's body.
His well-defined muscles were pleasing to the eye. From a distance, his proportions were impeccable. And then there was that—
The centerpiece, so massive it made her wonder if he had grafted a horse's member onto himself.
At that size, shouldn't it be called a python instead?
'Hah...'
Even without Qi Dispatch, it was already far larger than any of her ex-boyfriends.
No matter how much she told herself not to look, her eyes refused to obey. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Mu-jin's body.
'Now that I think about it, he did say he trains naked when alone...'
Didn't that mean her entering now would create an awkward situation?
Lately, just training alone with a fit, handsome man like Mu-jin had been stirring up her libido.
She'd even taken up masturbation again after a long hiatus. In fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she'd been doing it every other day.
Throb. Throb.
Her lower abdomen kept twitching.
As if it was craving Mu-jin's thing.
But stepping forward like this was risky even for her. If things went wrong, it could lead to serious complications.
So what she chose instead was the same as always—masturbation.
She peeled off her skin-tight leggings and tossed aside the tank top that had been compressing her upper body.
As the cool air touched her skin, her already stiff nipples perked up happily.
Beneath the discarded leggings, her pubic area was clad in a thong.
She avoided regular panties because of visible panty lines. She'd also kept her grooming immaculate.
The thong had long since lost its functionality as underwear.
Given how wet she'd already gotten from the heat rising in her body.
In fact, the string of the thong had long since curled inward, disappearing between her folds.
'Am I insane? Why am I this wet?'
She wanted to deny reality. But her hands were already moving busily.
Her familiar index and middle fingers slowly rubbed her slit.
She could feel the slickness. Her brow furrowed slightly.
Masturbating in front of the sacred training hall?
Even she had to admit—she was one depraved woman.
"Hnngh... Hah. Ugh, ngh."
Every time her fingers moved, a squelching sound followed.
She tried to suppress her moans, but it wasn't going as planned.
***
After a long session of training, Mu-jin paused.
'At this point, she should've just come in...'
Honestly, he'd half-expected Ha-rin to barge in and pounce on him. But she hadn't.
And yet, he'd sensed movement outside the training hall for a while now.
Assuming it was Ha-rin, he'd waited. But she still didn't enter.
Finally, Mu-jin expanded his Qi Perception to assess the situation. To his surprise, her choice wasn't to pounce on him—but to masturbate instead.
'This is unexpected...'
The act of masturbation itself was unexpected. It seemed she wasn't as bold as he'd thought?
The bigger problem was that she didn't seem to care about hiding the fact that she was pleasuring herself.
—Hahh! Hnggh!
The faint moans that had been tickling his ears—they were loud enough to hear even without Qi Perception.
'Isn't this basically an invitation to take her?'
For a moment, Mu-jin tested the limits of his patience. But in the end, he failed.
'Damn it, I can't hold back anymore!'
He immediately strode toward the training hall door.
BANG!
He flung the door open with enough force to nearly break it, then locked eyes with Ha-rin, who was sitting right outside, fingers buried between her legs.
"Noona, you tempted me first!"
Mu-jin immediately bent down toward the masturbating Ha-rin, pulling her into his arms and sealing her lips with his.
"Mu—Mu-jin? Mmmph! Ughh!"
Her flustered lips met his. Their tongues tangled, saliva dripping down each other's throats.
She didn't resist.
Mu-jin's gaze dropped lower. Beneath her buttocks—more precisely, beneath her slit—a puddle of slick arousal had formed.
How obscene. Or perhaps just how in heat she was.
She'd practically created the Han River out of her juices.
The musky, feminine scent rising from that puddle was steadily eroding his rationality.
His fully erect cock kept prodding insistently against her lower abdomen.
"Noona..."
"Mu-jin..."
"You tempted me. Masturbating loud enough for me to hear."
"You... heard me?"
"How could I not? I tried my best to endure."
At that moment, Ha-rin's face flushed crimson.
Had she really thought he wouldn't hear?
Before she knew it, Mu-jin's hands were kneading her firm breasts. They weren't particularly large, but their elasticity made them incredibly satisfying to grope. And her stiff nipples made their presence unmistakably known.
When he flicked the tips with his fingers, a sultry moan spilled from Ha-rin's lips.
"Hnnngh!"
Hearing that sound, he couldn't hold back any longer.
There was no need to ask her to suck him off.
His cock, already fully erect, was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, and Ha-rin's pussy didn't even need inspection—
It was already soaked enough to form a puddle.
Mu-jin immediately gripped her buttocks with both hands, spreading them apart.
Her slit was pink. There was some slight discoloration around it, but that was just part of her charm.
Most importantly, the way her hole glistened, oozing sticky arousal as if begging to be filled—he had no choice but to plunge his cock inside.
"Ugh!"
"Hnggh!"
The moment he sheathed himself inside her, it was like the air was punched from his lungs.
Her pussy was tight. It seemed she hadn't had much experience.
And since she was a woman who lived for training, her grip was incredible.
Even so, with a little force, sliding his cock all the way in wasn't an issue.
The real problem was Ha-rin, who was taking a cock this big for the first time.
"W-Was it always this... full?"
"I'm just naturally big."
"Hnnngh!!!"
Slap! Slap! Slap!
With every thrust of their hips, the sound of flesh colliding filled the air as Ha-rin's moans crescendoed.
"Feels good?"
"Hnn! S-So good!"
Mu-jin kept pistoning into her.
Smack!
He didn't forget to give her ass a sharp slap. The rebound from her firm, toned cheeks was magnificent.
Before long, their position shifted.
Their positions had reversed; she was now on top, riding him.
Mu-jin immediately grabbed her breasts with both hands.
They fit perfectly in his palms.
She, in turn, braced her hands against his shoulders, rolling her hips fervently.
"Hah... Hahh..."
Cowgirl was the position where a woman could feel a man's size the most.
Naturally, Ha-rin's eyes began rolling back.