The Fist King's Offer
Han Se-yeon and Shin Ji-min began their report while serving the man in their usual manner. Shin Ji-min pressed her massive breasts around his manhood, stroking it with a paizuri while simultaneously pleasuring him with her mouth. Han Se-yeon climbed atop the man, kissing him deeply as she rubbed her breasts against his body. After a moment, she broke the kiss to continue her report, her body still grinding against him.
"Everyone has started the game. Yoo Kang-hyun is in the Omega Empire, Jung Su-a is on the planet Pantera, Cindy Macglen is on Earth, and Jung Hwa-ryun is also in the Omega Empire—though on a planet quite far from Yoo Kang-hyun's location."
"Chuuu... churururup. Chyok. Lick, lick."
"Any other notable developments?"
"Nothing at the moment. However, Na Yu-ran has yet to begin playing. She intends to start, but her workload is heavy, so we expect she won't have much time for it."
"Chyuup... chyuup... lick, lick. Haaah."
"We truly need her to complete this game... We'll begin with the three of them first. But not yet. If there are no other developments, simply bring the recorded files."
"Understood, Executive Director."
Byururururuk!!
"Uup! Haaah! Puup!"
The moment Han Se-yeon's report ended, Shin Ji-min was caught off guard by the sudden rush of semen from the man's member. She managed to catch every drop in her mouth, but the sheer volume left her cheeks puffed out comically. She held it there obediently, waiting for permission to swallow.
"You may swallow, Ji-min."
"Mmm! Gulp, gulp. Haaah~ Th-thank you, Executive Director."
"Se-yeon. Your turn to serve."
"Yes♥, Executive Director."
The man alternated between the two women, receiving their devoted service while reviewing the play logs of Su-a, Cindy, and Hwa-ryun. A single thought crossed his mind.
'It's not time yet. Not yet...'
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One month later.
Cindy had earned the status of an official outer disciple in the Dokgo Family. After four months of in-game time—equivalent to one month in reality—she had been formally recognized as an outer disciple of the Dokgo Family. One week after starting the game, the time came for her to choose a weapon suited to her aptitude. To her surprise, she discovered not only traditional martial weapons but firearms as well. From the familiar swords, spears, sabers, and gauntlets of Changcheon Murim to iron balls, whips, daggers, and entirely new weapon types, the selection was vast. Upon checking with her Bio Device, she learned these unfamiliar weapons had been introduced from space. Though curious, Cindy's attention was drawn to the weapon she knew best from her CIA days: the gun. In the end, she chose a firearm.
The gun Cindy selected was no ordinary weapon—it was an energy gun. It could fire unlimited rounds by channeling the user's inner energy. Conversely, it became difficult to wield if one's inner energy ran low. Even the mass-produced models didn't consume excessive inner energy, and Cindy believed it would suit her perfectly. Her choice proved correct. Over the four months of training under the Dokgo Family, she grew stronger than any other outer disciple and reached a level capable of defeating one of the direct disciples. She also mastered basic fist techniques using gauntlets, developing a unique fighting style that combined hand-to-hand combat with marksmanship. Her growth stood out among all the Dokgo Family disciples. When the outer disciple training period ended, Cindy found herself at a crossroads.
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"Hah!"
"Guh!"
Crash!
"Enough! The winner of this spar is Cindy!"
The man sent flying backward by Cindy's fist was none other than Jang Il-shin. He struggled to his feet and offered her a respectful fist salute.
"Hoo... I lost, Lady Cindy. We trained together for the same amount of time, yet I couldn't win even once... It's frustrating, but at the same time, I'm proud. To have studied martial arts alongside someone as strong and beautiful as you, Lady Cindy."
"Hoho. Thank you, Young Hero Jang. It was only a short time, but I truly enjoyed training with you and the others."
"Um... Lady Cindy, if you wouldn't mind... tomorrow, at our family estate..."
"Yes? Young Hero Jang. Could you speak a little louder?"
"You've both worked hard. This concludes today's sparring! After training ends tomorrow, there will be a celebratory banquet this evening. Rest well and gather at the banquet hall tonight, trainees! Cindy, the family head wishes to see you. Report to him in one hour."
"Understood, Elder. Young Hero Jang, what were you saying just now?"
"...It was nothing. I'll see you later."
Jang Il-shin had tried to confess his feelings but ultimately couldn't bring himself to speak. Shoulders slumped, he turned and walked away. Cindy watched him go, thinking he was rather adorable.
'I'm sorry, Young Hero Jang. I already have a man in my life~.'
She had met her fair share of men. In reality, there were only three—Kang-hyun and two others—but after starting Changcheon Murim with Kang-hyun, she had learned to read men's psychology and behavior. Though she had only truly been involved with three men, the number of times she had been approached was countless. After finishing her training and bathing in the large bathhouse, Cindy returned to her room. With the prospect of leaving the Dokgo Family tomorrow, she pondered her next steps.
'This is tricky... I want to go meet Kang-hyun, but traveling through space at my current level is impossible... and I don't have enough money either. Should I wander the martial world and take on wanted criminal bounties from the government offices to grow stronger? Or should I stay with the Dokgo Family and make this my base...?'
She kept making plans to meet Kang-hyun, but she was still too weak and lacked funds. Her options were limited.
'Hng... If I'd known, I would've chosen the Empire like Hwa-ryun...'
The game was fun, and they talked often in reality, but being unable to see her husband in person left her feeling down. On top of that...
"Haaah... I want it so badly..."
After four months of in-game time, her pent-up desires had become unbearable. Now that she was an outer disciple, she wondered if she would have to buy a wooden phallus like in Changcheon Murim once she left. After mulling over her thoughts, Cindy remembered the family head's summons and decided to move.
"Haaah... I should meet the family head first."
Thud, thud.
Dokgo Yoo-bok, one of the elders responsible for training the outer disciples, led Cindy to meet the family head, Dokgo Moo-hyun. An ordinary outer disciple might have felt anxious or fearful about being summoned by the family head, but Cindy had experienced enough in Changcheon Murim to have a rough idea of what this was about.
'I'm not certain, but... he probably wants to make me a direct disciple, right?'
She had seen it many times in Changcheon Murim—promising outer disciples being recruited as direct disciples by various factions, whether righteous sects, evil sects, the demonic cult, or the imperial family. Having proven her abilities, she expected the same here. Her guess was partially correct. Only partially.
"Family Head. Dokgo Yoo-bok reporting. I've brought the outer disciple Cindy."
-Enter.-
Dokgo Yoo-bok stopped before the round paper door and spoke into a peculiar speaker. Dokgo Moo-hyun's voice emerged from it, and the door slid open with a mechanical hum. Cindy felt a strange sensation. Playing Endless Universe, a fusion of martial arts and cyberpunk, always filled her with nostalgia for her first time playing Changcheon Murim alongside the thrill of experiencing something new.
'Thank you for creating this, Yu-ran!'
"Cindy, remember to show proper respect before the family head. Though you are only an outer disciple, you are still a member of the Dokgo Family."
"Understood, Elder. I'll go in now."
"Good. I'll take my leave as well."
Dokgo Yoo-bok sent Cindy inside and went on his way—though not without stealing a glance at her ample chest.
'...Men really are all the same. This hasn't changed at all from Changcheon Murim...'
Whether it was Changcheon Murim or Endless Universe, being an adult game meant the men's behavior patterns felt strangely similar. Even now, she was receiving looks of respect and admiration mixed with lecherous, vulgar gazes. Upon entering the family head's quarters and arriving at his room, Cindy respectfully announced her presence before stepping inside.
Whirr.
"Welcome, Cindy. Pay your respects. This is Elder An Rok-san of the Martial Alliance, leader of the exchange delegation from the Martial Alliance."
"Oh my? I didn't realize you had a guest, Family Head. It's a pleasure to meet you, Elder An Rok-san. I'm Cindy Macglen, an outer disciple of the Dokgo Family."
"A pleasure. I am An Rok-san, an elder of the Martial Alliance."
Cindy greeted both Dokgo Moo-hyun and An Rok-san, who sat across from him. At Dokgo Moo-hyun's invitation, she took a seat and studied An Rok-san.
'He's huge... 190 centimeters... no, at least 195.'
That was her first impression. When she offered a fist salute, he rose and returned the gesture. He stood more than a head taller than her. Cindy herself was not short, but An Rok-san felt like he existed on another level entirely. His towering height, broad shoulders, muscular build, closely cropped hair, and stern middle-aged face—ordinary in features yet radiating an imposing presence. His solid, well-defined muscles completed the image. His shoulders were wider than average, and he exuded an overwhelming aura that made it clear he was no ordinary NPC. Moreover...
'And this feeling... it's strangely familiar. Almost like...'
Without realizing it, Cindy recalled her first meeting with Chairman Jung Dae-woon. She quickly pushed the memory away. The near-betrayal of Kang-hyun, the process of overcoming Jung Dae-woon and speaking with him as an equal—it had not been a pleasant memory. It was unforgettable, but...
'It must be my imagination. This is a game... There's no way that man would be here...'
"Have a seat, Cindy. The reason I called you here today is because Elder An Rok-san wishes to recruit you."
"Me? Suddenly?"
"I'll explain the details. Family Head, I heard about Cindy Macglen while she was training as an outer disciple under you. She possesses exceptional talent, and more importantly, she has defeated one of your direct disciples in a spar, correct?"
"W-well..."
Cindy hesitated, glancing at Dokgo Moo-hyun. It wasn't exactly a flattering statement from his perspective. Surprisingly, Dokgo Moo-hyun remained calm.
"There's no need to worry about the family head's reaction. We've known each other for quite some time. Continue."
"Yes... I did win. His skill was superior, but since he was unfamiliar with my weapon, I was able to secure the victory."
"Haha. That's precisely the point. Family Head Dokgo Moo-hyun spoke highly of your talent and strength. However, the reason I wish to recruit you is your weapon—the gun."
"My weapon? But the gun I use is just a standard-issue model provided to outer disciples. There's nothing special about it..."
"Merely wielding a gun in the martial world is remarkable in itself. Moreover, your fist techniques have already surpassed the first-rate expert level, have they not? Currently, the Martial Alliance and the imperial family maintain alliances with the Federation from space, as do other western factions. However, the martial world remains highly conservative and struggles to adapt to space-age weapons and culture beyond expectations. The Alliance Leader is concerned about this. You're aware of the current situation in space, I presume?"
"Yes. The war has mostly ceased, but fighting remains intense along the borders. The conflict between the Empire and the Federation hasn't been fully resolved."
Cindy recalled the information she had gathered through her Bio Device and explained the general state of the universe. An Rok-san smiled with satisfaction.
"That's it exactly. In truth... it's not confirmed, but we've received intelligence suggesting the Empire may mobilize again. The Federation has also requested troop deployments to Earth. While there's no obligation, preparations are necessary. Rather than relying solely on those who wield swords, spears, and sabers, the idea is to gather and strengthen individuals with unconventional abilities like yours, Cindy."
"So that's why you want to recruit me?"
"Indeed. While recruiting a direct disciple of the Dokgo Family would be difficult, you are still an outer disciple. Furthermore, you had no prior affiliation before becoming one. You were an ordinary civilian, correct?"
"Actually, our Dokgo Family wanted to recruit Cindy as well, but we felt joining the Martial Alliance would be better for her. Besides, it would hurt our pride if someone else snatched her away..."
"Ah..."
After Cindy defeated one of the direct disciples, the younger direct disciples had found their positions within the family somewhat diminished—simply for losing to an outer disciple.
"Cindy, if you're willing, I'd like to bring you into the Martial Alliance. Of course, we can offer substantial support."
"...This is all so sudden, Elder, Family Head. I'd like some time to think it over..."
"I understand it's sudden. But it's also a genuine opportunity. This man is known as the Fist King, one of the top five experts in the martial world. He also has connections with the Federation, which could greatly assist your plans to venture into space."
"?!"
Cindy had been about to ask for time to consider when Dokgo Moo-hyun's words startled her. To venture into space, she needed both substantial funds and greater strength. This could accelerate that process—meaning she could see Kang-hyun much sooner. Her dilemma deepened.
'...It's certainly a good opportunity, but it's too sudden... I lack information... Still...'
"The weapon you wield will give you an advantage in space combat. That's why I want to recruit you. Of course, your beauty is also a factor. Hahaha!"
"Hohoho, thank you, Elder. But... it's still too sudden. The departure ceremony is tomorrow, so could you give me until then to think it over?"
"Of course. Do as you wish. We respect your decision from the start."
"Then let's end the discussion here, Elder. Cindy, you should head back as well. I'll see you at the banquet later."
"Understood, Family Head. I'll take my leave now."
As Cindy rose to depart, An Rok-san's gaze remained calm, yet it held a clear undercurrent of desire. Cindy, however, did not notice.