Hidden Quest: Human Wave Tactics Is the Strongest!

‘A skill that openly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠encourages group orgies, huh? Nice. Excellent!’

I carefully moved the two women who had fallen asleep leaning against my arms and reached for my phone the moment I sat up. I wondered what it was when I saw a notification from The World is Money and Women app after so long, but it turned out to be a message saying the hidden quest had been completed thanks to the filthy threesome that had lasted all night.

I’d only done ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it for my own pleasure, but I never expected it to bring such a great result.

“Mmmph—!”

Starting the morning with such a massive jackpot made my whole body feel refreshed. I stretched lightly, got out of bed, tucked the blanket properly over Yeonju and Yu-na, and left the master bedroom.

‘Ah, should I wake Yu-na up?’

Yeonju was an unemployed freeloader with nothing better to do, but Yu-na was still technically a working woman. She was going to quit anyway to come under me, but considering her reputation, she should at least finish things properly. Besides, since she was the daughter of a conglomerate chairman, I needed to be strict about these things.

But after the way Yu-na had worked so hard to please me all night long, I didn’t want to wake her up and make her tired already. Someone who’d fucked that diligently deserved to rest just as hard.

‘Ah, whatever. She’s probably exhausted, so I’ll just let her sleep. Logically I should wake her, but if you live life that rigidly, you end up as dry and tough as the chicken breast in a wilted salad. So sometimes you need to have a threesome and sleep in on workdays to keep things lubricated. Yeah, something like that.’

‘Mmm~. Looks like Auntie’s already left for work.’

A delicious smell was wafting from the kitchen. It seemed our dedicated housekeeper had come in early and was already making breakfast. She really had the perfect qualities of a devoted wife. The only flaw was that she was already someone else’s married woman.

“Good morning, Noona?”

“…”

Chop chop chop— Chop—.

I walked into the kitchen and greeted Mihyeon Noona, who was cooking in front of the sink. The moment she heard me, her knife stopped dead. She had clearly heard me, yet she immediately went back ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to chopping as if nothing had happened.

Chop chop chop—!

For some reason, I felt a chilly aura coming from behind Mihyeon Noona. And the sound of her knife smashing against the cutting board—as if she wanted me to hear it—grew even more violent.

Judging by her unusual behavior and the aggressive chopping, she was seriously pissed. The reason wasn’t hard to guess.

‘She must have come into the master bedroom.’

I had only forced her into the role of a live-in maid so far. I hadn’t brainwashed her yet. So seeing me sleeping with beautiful women on both sides first thing in the morning would have been more than enough to raise her blood pressure.

To soothe Mihyeon Noona’s anger, I slowly crept up behind her. I was planning to give her a back hug, but honestly, I was a little scared of getting stabbed in the gut. Still, trusting in the objective number of her Obedience, I gathered my courage and wrapped my arms around her from behind.

It was the classic newlywed husband move—back hug to cheer up the wife.

“Why are you mad, Noona?”

“…Let go. It’s inconvenient while I’m cooking.”

“Why? Is it because I played with two women instead of one?”

“…”

“Aww~ You shouldn’t get upset over something like that. If we’re being technical, you’re playing with two men too. Your husband and me. Right?”

“You really…!”

I could feel Mihyeon Noona squirming after getting hit with that fact-bomb. If I let her turn around now it would end in a stabbing, so I quickly planted a kiss on her as she tried to twist away.

“Mmph…! Mmmph…!”

“Chu-. Sluuurp.”

Of course, the sulking Mihyeon Noona threw every tantrum she could to avoid kissing me. But since my life was literally on the line, I couldn’t stop just because of a little resistance. I grabbed both her arms that were pounding on my chest, pinned them down, and kept working my tongue until the anger melted from her body.

Maybe because my life was at stake, it was the most thrilling kiss I’d had in a while.

“Mmmph…! Haa-. Hng…!”

“Chu-. Sluuurp.”

Her fierce resistance gradually subsided, and Mihyeon Noona began kissing me back eagerly. Honestly, it had been a long time since I’d initiated skinship first, so the fact that she’d held back this long was already impressive. Lately I’d made her suck me off whenever I was bored, but I had deliberately stopped short of going further.

I could relieve my sexual desires through Yeonju, and since Mihyeon Noona still hadn’t brought me the divorce papers, I saw no reason to grant her any favors. Of course, if I brainwashed her or took her body by force to raise her Obedience, she would stamp the seal for me right away. But I didn’t want her to come to me that easily.

I wanted her to suffer and agonize over me every single day. It was a kind of push-and-pull. The level was pretty vicious, but if I wanted to straighten out this pathetic married woman who was a total pushover, this much was necessary.

“Mmm, nngh-. Haa…”

“Sluuurp-. Chu.”

By the time her heat switch had flipped and she was rubbing her whole body against me, I pulled my lips away. The resentful, longing look in her eyes as she stared at me for stopping the kiss was so sexy it sent shivers down my spine.

“That’s enough for now. Here, go set the table. If it’s delicious, I’ll do something even better for you.”

“…Haa. You really—…”

Her tone sounded fed up, but Mihyeon Noona obediently followed my instructions. I sat at the dining table and watched her back as she prepared the food. Her posture looked noticeably more lively than before the kiss.

‘As expected, Sponge was right.’

There used to be an old TV variety show called Sponge that’s no longer on air. When I was a kid, it once introduced a tip that if your girlfriend was angry, you should just kiss her. Back then I’d scoffed and called it nonsense, but now I realized every word of it had been true.

‘Sponge, you were right all along.’

Since it had come to mind, I watched an old episode of Sponge on YouTube for a trip down memory lane before officially starting my day.

‘Holy shit, over a hundred messages? For real?’

When I checked KakaoTalk—aka Katalk—the notifications that had piled up overnight exceeded a hundred. My head was already spinning, but I gritted my teeth and opened the app.

Messages had come from Jeonghye, Hyemi, Dayeon, and the four Outstar goddesses I’d done one-night stands with to complete quests. I first sent half-hearted replies to the four Outstar girls. Since they weren’t that important, simple responses like “Just woke up. Sorry,” or “Oh, for real? Lmao” were enough. No matter what they had sent, those two sentences could smooth over almost anything.

‘Alright, done. Next…’

After roughly dealing with the four Outstar girls who kept hitting on me for sex, the ones left were Jeonghye, Hyemi, and Dayeon. They were far more valuable Believers with completely different weight compared to the Outstar girls, so I couldn’t reply carelessly here. I read through each accumulated message carefully, mixing in emojis and replying kindly.

It didn’t take that long, but writing proper sentences still required mental energy, so a groan naturally slipped from my mouth.

“Ughhh-. This is exhausting.”

“…Hmph. Of course it is. When your pond is overflowing with fish…”

Thud.

Mihyeon Noona set down her signature rolled omelet on the table and threw a jab at my muttering. Her tone was quite provocative. Maybe because I hadn’t relieved her pent-up desires lately, her attitude had grown increasingly crooked.

Thanks to the thick layer of love goggles I wore, even her sulky behavior looked adorable. But that didn’t mean I could just let this perfect opportunity to tease her slip away. There were people you wanted to bully precisely because they were so lovable—and for me, Mihyeon Noona was exactly that kind of person.

“Noona, what’s with that tone? Don’t you want money anymore? Do you want to go back to the officetel and sell your body again?”

“…I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

“Sigh. How many times have I told you? Just saying the words isn’t an apology. Show sincerity. Sincerity.”

I could see Mihyeon Noona’s body trembling with shame. But she soon gave up, dropped to all fours, and crawled under the table. Whoever had trained her, her form while crawling on all fours looked quite skilled.

Slide.

Once she crawled between my thighs, Mihyeon Noona ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠familiarly pulled down my pajama pants. My cock sprang out vigorously like the divine dragon that appears when you collect seven balls, and I felt her breath catch for a moment.

“Suck it clean. I’ll be eating, so take your time.”

“I understand… I just have to suck it, right—.”

And so I genuinely ate my meal while Noona began giving me a blowjob under the table. It was a scene straight out of an AV filming set, but at our house it was an everyday occurrence.

“Nom nom-.”

“Mmph-. Slurp, hngh-. Haa-. Chuup.”

The sound of me eating and the sound of Noona sucking my cock mixed together in strange harmony. No matter how much of a pervert I was, at first it had been hard to get used to having my dick sucked while putting food in my mouth. But now I was so used to “dinner-time head” that I even felt a strange emptiness down there when I ate normally.

‘Oh right. I need to find something for Yeonju to play with…’

While receiving my breakfast blowjob and devouring Noona’s special rolled omelet, the worry I’d had yesterday suddenly came to mind.

My roommate and SSS-grade Believer, Yeonju, currently spent twenty-four hours a day inside this house. It wasn’t like I had her locked up with a dog collar or anything, but I hated it when she went outside, and she herself didn’t particularly want to leave, so she had naturally become a hikikomori.

Until now, I could manage her time by fucking her so hard she passed out, but ever since this house became a sanctuary, the time she stayed unconscious had become ridiculously short. That meant she had a lot of free time on her hands, and the problem was that she had nothing to enjoy during that time.

‘I don’t want to send her outside…’

If she were as sharp as Yu-na, it might be different, but Yeonju was the type who could get into trouble anywhere at any time. After living with her, I knew she wasn’t actually that stupid, but her personality was so kind that it made her seem that way. Frankly, if a stranger offered her ice cream and told her to follow them, Yeonju was the kind of insane pushover who couldn’t refuse and would reluctantly go along.

So I couldn’t allow her to do outdoor activities alone. Once I acquired Star Entertainment, I could give her a personal secretary position and keep her by my side, but until then she had to stay cooped up in the house.

‘Hmm… Should I get a dog? No. No matter how much of an animal lover she is, I can’t stand the thought of anything stealing Yeonju’s affection.’

I liked animals, but I liked Yeonju more. If the dog I adopted to relieve her boredom stole even a little of her attention, it would be a massive loss. So adopting a dog wasn’t a good option.

‘As expected… Games are the best for hikikomoris. I should just introduce her to League of Legends.’

I wasn’t sure if Yeonju would like LoL, but if I tempted her by saying we could play together, she would probably do it even if she had to force herself. If she got completely hooked after a few games and developed a gaming addiction, that would be a problem, but since she was already addicted to a far worse human being named me, I figured it would be fine.

Besides, if Yeonju came to enjoy League, we could have fun “rift dates” together during her free time. Honestly, it sounded way more thrilling than a date by the Han River or at the movie theater.

“Noona, stop sucking and go wash up in the room.”

“Slurp-. Sluuuuurp-.”

“We’re going shopping at the department store, so wash up, get dressed, and come out.”

At my words, the Noona under the table pulled my pants back up and slowly crawled out. Looking at me from the front, she stared with a face that clearly asked why shopping all of a sudden.

“…Shopping? You’re going with me?”

“Yeah. It’d be boring to go alone. If you come with me, I’ll buy you anything you want.”

“Really…?”

“Yes. Really.”

The basics of push-and-pull were to torment her viciously when bullying her, and to give her everything when spoiling her. Even though she was trying to hold it in, I could see her expression brighten at the promise to buy her whatever she wanted. It was a materialistic reaction, but considering she had lived fiercely to pay off her husband’s debts, it wasn’t hard to understand.

And that level of reaction meant she still had some sense of shame left. If I were in her position, I might have shouted “Master, loyalty! Loyalty!” and crawled back under the table to lick his toes. I was offering to buy her anything if she just followed me—how could she not manage that much?

“I’ll go wash up…”

“Make yourself pretty. So we look like a newlywed couple.”

“…”