Chapter 87
Chapter 87
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 87
Chapter Title: 3 Days of Happiness (7)
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"Dong-sang... the kids are sleeping right now."
The voice pulled me from sleep, and I stirred.
-Squelch.
A soft, peach-like sensation filtered through the thin blanket.
As I lifted my eyelids, I saw Hwangdo sprawled across my stomach.
"Yeah~?"
The unique fuzzy yet pleasant feel of her tights brushed against my cheeks.
Her slender fingers lightly gripped the back of my neck.
Perhaps still riding the high from that day's pleasure, Hwangdo ground her hips against my belly, whispering seductively into my ear as if declaring I could never escape her.
"Let's do it."
"The kids are sleeping. Shiba's here too. What are you thinking? Sis, you must be tired—go to sleep. I'm exhausted... We even went to the zoo."
"Mmm... Sis is so itchy it's driving me crazy."
"Where exactly?"
"The place where babies come from."
Her words were so blunt they were almost embarrassing to hear.
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Dong-sang, don't you want any peach anymore?"
Ah.
'I've created a monster...'
It hadn't even been a full day, and she was already like this.
Could I handle this beast of a woman, driven mad by lust, from here on out?
I grabbed Hwangdo's shoulders with both hands. Her eyes shimmered with anticipation like ocean waves.
"You don't have anything to do today anyway, Dong-sang."
"I'll make something to do. I have to meet Teacher too..."
"Teacher... that woman? Yeah, you do have a lot of girls around you, Dong-sang."
A single line that could send chills down some spines.
Not heavy, but a subtle pressure settled over my body.
"Must be nice having so many girls, Dong-sang?"
-Squeeze, press.
Hwangdo, seated astride me, put her weight into it. Her hips kneaded firmly against my exposed skin, half-bared.
"To me, there's only one man: you, Dong-sang."
A sly expression laced with quiet reproach.
Her figure-eight eyebrows looked a bit annoyed.
Hwangdo brought her own hand to her mouth, slipping her index and middle fingers inside.
"...My sinful Dong-sang."
Her ever-sensual tongue licked the tips of her nails before retreating back into her mouth.
A string of clear saliva stretched from her lower lip to her withdrawn fingers like a spiderweb.
Hwangdo brought those wet fingers straight toward my lips.
Then—they stopped abruptly right in front of my nose.
Drool dripped onto my neck, trailing down to my collarbone.
The tension between man and woman stretched taut. Sleep had long fled thanks to her antics.
"But Sis."
"What."
Now fully awake, I racked my brain.
"No matter what, wasn't it you who jumped me first?"
"......"
Hwangdo clamped her mouth shut at my logical retort, her face saying she never expected that.
Honestly, I admit what I've done so far wouldn't sit well with others.
But that's that, and her jumping me is separate. No way was she trying to lump her sins in with mine.
"Sis."
"......"
"Getting sneaky with me?"
I gripped her shoulders and flipped our bodies over.
Hwangdo, who had been sitting on my stomach, was now pinned beneath me, legs splayed helplessly as she gasped.
"Ah♡"
"Got nothing to say to me?"
"How could I help it... I just wanted it so bad."
Her whiny voice drew a deep sigh from me.
"Ha. Seriously."
Honestly, two grown adults mixing bodies? No issue there.
This wasn't some ancient era from the old days. A one-night fling doesn't usually lead to forever.
Just satisfying a momentary pleasure.
Thinking that way made it easier somehow.
Besides, collecting entries for my encyclopedia was one of my ways to get stronger.
"Still, not tonight with Shiba here."
"......Magic exists, you know."
"What kind of magic are you using around the kid? I almost chewed you out last time for using it."
"Hing. Wanna go to a motel?"
"No."
Hwangdo wrapped her legs around my waist. Lust surged, but I barely held it back.
"...Then at least kiss me."
That much...
"Mwah—"
Before I could decide, Hwangdo smashed her lips against mine.
A saliva exchange we hadn't done before.
Her wide-open soft lips engulfed mine. The bumps on her tongue lightly licked my upper lip, and her plush breasts pressed against my neck, stifling my breath.
Her arms had long since locked around the back of my head.
"Mmph—slurp..."
I yielded my mouth to her fervent knocking.
Her tongue slithered in like a snake, coiling around mine.
A dizzying peach scent—tart yet sweet.
Hwangdo's tongue was soft and squishy.
"Slurp... mmph... ngh, haah. Smp... "
Nasal moans mixed with pleasure leaked out every time our tongues tangled. Our heads turned again and again.
I never knew a simple kiss could feel this intense.
My mind reeled, thoughts fragmenting midway.
A pair of lovers drunk on each other's scent.
But we weren't beasts.
We didn't vulgarly mix our bodies. We just craved each other's saliva.
Every time our tongues swept the roof of each other's mouths, we fell deeper under the other's spell.
Ragged breaths filled our nostrils with the other's aroma.
"Hah, lick... smp. Slurp."
No thought of stopping crossed my mind.
We simply lost ourselves, exchanging saliva without a hint of shame.
Even our first kiss hadn't been like this.
Maybe because her peach scent was too sweet. Or maybe I just couldn't put it better.
That's how physical intimacy works, right?
"Dong-sang..."
"......"
"We could... do it."
Hwangdo panted, mouth agape, tongue vulnerably exposed.
"Don't you want Sis...?"
I couldn't hold back.
"Shall we... go to a motel?"
"...♡"
Not long after, inside a nearby motel room, Hwangdo's moans echoed through the dawn.
*****
-Chirp, chirp chirp!
The morning birdsong announced the day.
I stepped out of the room with a haggard face and spotted Baekdo in the kitchen, lightly furrowing her brow.
"What are you doing there?"
"My back hurts."
Baekdo sat awkwardly at the kitchen table.
Seeing her wince in pain hit me again with the realization that she'd done the same thing with Hwangdo.
'I really need to hold back.'
I recalled last night's Hwangdo.
That dawn... it felt like tending to a succubus mad with lust, clinging to me and wailing all day.
Honestly, I hadn't planned to go that far.
But her slim waist wrapped in tights, the lewd body outlined by the clinging fabric.
Just looking made it throb—how was I supposed to resist with Lewd Demon active?
I swept a hand down my face, sighing deeply, and Baekdo snapped irritably.
"Why the sighs first thing in the morning? Ruining my mood."
Her casual, one-sided cursing actually eased my mind a bit.
Yeah, that's Baekdo.
"......Getting cursed at in the morning actually cheers me up."
"Ugh, don't wanna hear about your weird tastes. How do you just keep getting more disgusting the more I know?"
Seeing her in pain definitely lessened my guilt.
Still, her picking words that subtly grated showed she was still my frenemy.
"Sarcasm. Does my fake master not find me disgusting at all?"
"Nope. And what? Fake master?"
"Since the dungeon, I only consider Cheondo Master as my real teacher."
"We risked our lives together?"
"You said you wanted all the sweet honey to yourself."
"That was just talk! Don't you get I was telling you to relax?!"
Baekdo pouted at my jab.
Her white ponytail hung limply, unlike usual, making her look genuinely hurt—and kinda cute.
"Nothing good comes from caring for a disciple."
"Sulking?"
"Unlike you, I'm magnanimous."
"Kekeke, what do you want for breakfast?"
"......Budae jjigae."
"Coming right up."
The long-awaited everyday morning meal was pretty satisfying.
*****
We ate early, tucked the still-sleepy Shiba back into bed, and headed out.
Wandering aimlessly felt refreshing after so long.
It was poetic, enjoyable.
Plus, time to sort my thoughts,
Recall my talk with Cheondo, and refine my plans.
-Thud.
In an alley corner, I bumped into a protruding cadet and bowed my head.
"Sorry."
"Ah, no... it's fine!"
The female cadet waved her hands frantically, eyes wide. Her friend's face beside her was a sight.
I tilted my head, realizing I'd forgotten my mask.
'Doesn't matter.'
Masks were comfy lately, but one day without was no big deal.
-Was there someone like that in our academy?
-Dunno...
I ignored the whispers behind me and focused.
First: my return home.
Initially, just getting back was the goal.
The World Tree kept demanding stuff, annoying me.
Truth be told, if possible, returning made sense. Even Cheondo didn't deny it.
Once I'm gone, no more hit on her life. That consideration, probably.
But that wasn't my true heart.
After months, I'd grown attached. This world was livable now.
Many helped reach that thought.
All the faces in my mind—relationships not easily discarded.
'Not even sure if I can return to the original world.'
The most plausible was completing my Tree Encyclopedia. But viability? Unknown.
World Tree's in it already—do I need to conquer gods too?
Frightening power.
Anyway, return on hold. Shelved.
Second: organizations targeting me.
Biggest threats: World Tree of Grudge and Flower.
Since they couldn't mess with quests, with death looming anytime, powering up was essential—no holding back on means.
'If I must, kill them.'
Gather needed info.
My safety first.
'No chance against World Tree or Flower now.'
Survive in the academy first.
Follow Cheondo: enter Forest Keeper selection. Gain visibility, max allies and connections.
Grow numbers to counter them.
They're not striking yet—still have leeway.
Timing critical.
Right now... this moment.
-Grab.
Darkness covered my vision.
"Who is it?"
A familiar voice from behind simultaneously.
Oddly seductive, pleasant to hear.
Tension melted; I chuckled.
I lowered the hand covering my face and said,
"When did you get here?"
"You think I wouldn't notice you coming, punk?"
Se-young grinned brightly, eyed my face, then incredulously poked my cheek.
"Changed your face again, you con artist. What's your trick, seriously?"
"Well, that's..."
"But this looks the most natural. Weird. Hey, come here."
She grabbed my collar, dragged me into the alley, and spread her arms wide.
"No CCTV here."
Pretty much demanding a hug, so I pulled Se-young in.
Taller now, she felt slightly smaller than her model-like build.
"But why'd you come suddenly? Aren't you super busy?"
"Why do you think I'd come to the street where Korean cadets hang on a weekend? Until recently, you were an ugly pig—came to check if training paid off and you bulked up nice."
"......Spare me that era."
"Why kekeke, it was cute and good."
Se-young giggled, leaning to my ear.
"Hey. Cadet behind you."
"Huh?"
"Stay still. If they find out you're a cadet, I'm the one fired. Pretend we're instructors dating. Your body's fine anyway—no one'll recognize."
Saying that, she stared behind me a while, then, confirming the cadet passed, flashed a V-sign smile and whispered,
"Picnic today?"
"Suddenly?"
Nothing on agenda, so tempting—but she pierced my situation too well, leaving me flustered.
"Why sudden? Heard from Cheondo Master you finished training and came yesterday. Who else gonna look after you after all that?"
Se-young chuckled, thumping my chest.
"C'mon, let's go. Good job on training—I'll handle your recovery!"
Se-young led the way.
Her broad back seemed to glow for some reason.