The True Reason
The self-levitating carriage glided forward in near silence, its speed deceptively swift. Jung Su-a sat quietly within, yet An Rok-san and Jung Hwa-ryun’s conversation flowed with surprising ease.
“Then we’ll cover half of the compensation for your sister from our side.”
“I could prepare the entire sum myself, but… are you certain this is acceptable?”
“Both the Legion Commander and Vice-Legion Commander have already approved it. There’s no need for concern.”
“Very well. I’ll gratefully accept your goodwill.”
Watching Jung Hwa-ryun skillfully steer the conversation by leveraging the ambiguity of Jung Su-a’s affiliation and position, Jung Su-a once again marveled at her younger sister’s eloquence. Even with her aversion to men, the way she handled matters related to her sister with professional composure earned Jung Su-a’s genuine admiration.
After finalizing Jung Su-a’s compensation, An Rok-san turned to her with a question while she had been quietly listening.
“Now that it’s settled… Jung Su-a, what do you think of these terms?”
“Ah… well… I don’t mind. I didn’t come here expecting a large reward anyway. Um… An Rok-san, is Cindy doing well?”
“She’s doing fine. She simply couldn’t come out because something came up. Don’t worry.”
“…If it’s not too presumptuous… may I ask what that something is?”
Jung Su-a asked despite her embarrassment, recalling the expression An Rok-san had worn at the station. Jung Hwa-ryun, noticing something odd in her sister’s reaction, was about to question her when the carriage arrived at the Martial Alliance, allowing An Rok-san to naturally evade the question.
“Let’s get off first.”
“…Understood.”
As Jung Su-a stepped down with a lingering sense of unease, Jung Hwa-ryun sent her a message through her Bio Device.
Recalling the events on Pantera and the filming of Cindy’s underground AV, Jung Su-a blushed as she stepped out of the carriage. Upon disembarking, both Jung Su-a and Jung Hwa-ryun were struck by a sight vastly different from Earth’s space stations.
“Oh my!”
“…It’s magnificent.”
Unlike the station that blended Murim and sci-fi elements, the Martial Alliance fused Murim artistic beauty with sci-fi technology and fantasy in a mysterious harmony. What stood out most was the sheer number of different species walking about—far more diverse than at the station. Seeing new races clad in Murim-style attire left both women with a fresh sense of wonder.
Though they had encountered many alien and monstrous races while playing Endless Universe, witnessing those elements merged into the Changcheon Murim world they loved brought an entirely new kind of enjoyment and freshness.
“You’re reacting just like Cindy. You really must be close friends. Hahaha!”
Snapping back to attention at An Rok-san’s words, Jung Su-a quickly followed him from the carriage, with Jung Hwa-ryun trailing behind. After walking a short distance, they arrived before a checkpoint bearing a sign written in Chinese characters. Though the building itself was Murim-style, it was surrounded by various sci-fi security devices, and the sliding doors opened automatically. The two women stared in fascination as they entered.
The gate guards also wore Murim-style combat uniforms, yet carried laser rifles—an incongruous sight that Jung Su-a and Jung Hwa-ryun found intriguing as they admired how Changcheon Murim elements had been seamlessly integrated into Endless Universe.
“Please halt for a moment! Identity verification—”
“You’ve worked hard. These are my guests.”
“Ah, Elder An Rok-san! Loyalty! Welcome, sir. But… hup! The young ladies behind you…”
Upon recognizing An Rok-san, the startled guard’s eyes widened the moment he saw Jung Su-a and Jung Hwa-ryun’s faces, staring at them in open awe. The two women responded with their usual professional detachment.
“I told you, didn’t I? They’re my guests.”
“B-but… Elder, my apologies, but according to defense regulations, first-time visitors to the Alliance must have their identity data verified.”
The guard spoke while trembling, yet both women could sense through feminine intuition that his insistence on protocol stemmed less from duty and more from a desire to obtain information about them. After all, Jung Su-a and Jung Hwa-ryun were strikingly beautiful.
Before An Rok-san could speak, Jung Su-a answered first.
“Here it is. My adventurer registration card. Will this suffice as identification?”
“It will.”
Jung Su-a displayed her S-rank adventurer registration data from her Bio Device, while Jung Hwa-ryun provided her fabricated credentials. The guard, already stunned by their beauty, grew even more wide-eyed upon seeing Jung Su-a’s registration data.
“An S… S-rank adventurer…! My deepest apologies for not recognizing you! Please enter! I’ll register the data at the checkpoint.”
Having passed through quickly, Jung Su-a felt a surge of satisfaction as the president of Korea Vision, seeing the world she had helped create realized so vividly.
With quality like this, National One and Korea Vision’s stock prices will soar. I’ll be busy, but… it’ll be worth it.
While admiring the new world where Changcheon Murim had been woven in, Jung Su-a entered An Rok-san’s office and took a seat. After serving tea and allowing them a brief rest, An Rok-san began explaining the reason he had summoned them to Earth.
“First, let me explain the request I have for you. On the surface, it’s to accompany Cindy on her Murim journey.”
“…Pardon? Cindy’s Murim journey?”
“That’s right.”
“When you say ‘on the surface’… what do you mean?”
Unlike Jung Su-a, Jung Hwa-ryun immediately grasped the hidden meaning. Impressed by her sharpness, An Rok-san smiled and rose from his seat, leading the two women onward. In a room resembling a warehouse within the building housing Arpa’s office, he pressed a button on a safe. The safe slid aside, revealing an elevator descending underground. Jung Su-a and Jung Hwa-ryun marveled at the futuristic technology blended with the Changcheon Murim aesthetic, while wondering why such a facility existed in an office building.
Feeling they had descended quite deep, the two women stepped off the elevator into a long, dimly lit corridor lined with numerous rooms on either side.
“Follow me. I’ll show you Cindy.”
“…Is Cindy all right?”
“You’ll see for yourself. Heh heh.”
Finishing his words, An Rok-san led them down the corridor, opened a door, and ushered them into a room. The dark chamber was lit only by faint illumination. A large sofa faced a black screen, resembling a private theater or DVD room. Jung Su-a immediately recognized its purpose—and recalled the week she had spent aboard the spaceship with Arpa. The memory of watching Cindy and Jung Hwa-ryun’s holograms while engaging in increasingly intense sex made her cheeks flush.
An Rok-san settled onto the sofa and invited the two women to sit. Once they were seated, he operated his Bio Device. The black screen suddenly brightened, and a scene unfolded before Jung Su-a and Jung Hwa-ryun that left them utterly shocked.
Slap slap slap slap!!
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!!
[Mmmph…! Mmmph…! Haah… ♥♥]
[Kuh…! As expected of a Murim practitioner—the tightness is different! Her body is more addictive than any drug!]
[We should thank Elder An Rok-san. He’s the one who raised such a lewd disciple. Kehehehe~ Shake that ass more, you slut!]
“…?! W-what is this?!”
“C… Cindy…!”
What appeared before them was Cindy entangled with three men in an orgy. Each man differed in build, appearance, and even race: one was a rather chubby young Murim-style man, another a middle-aged Middle Eastern man with brown skin, and the last an elderly Western white man covered in wrinkles. The men crudely groped, licked, and sucked at Cindy’s body with obvious pleasure.
Cindy had her face buried between the chubby youth’s buttocks, licking his anus, while simultaneously being penetrated in her vagina by the old man and in her anus by the middle-aged man. Each used a differently sized member to enjoy her body. Judging by how long the orgy had been going on, Cindy’s beautiful blonde hair was streaked and matted with thick white fluid in several places—clearly the men’s filthy semen soiling her once-gorgeous hair and body.
“This screen shows the scene in the room right next door. Cindy is currently entertaining those three men.”
“A… magic mirror…? Then that’s… not a hologram like last time, but…”
“It’s the real Cindy. Not a hologram.”
“W-what did you do to Cindy!?”
Jung Su-a’s face turned crimson as she began interrogating An Rok-san harshly. Yet he merely wore a relaxed expression and countered with a question of his own.
“What’s the problem? This is something Cindy chose herself.”
“Cindy… chose this? That’s impossible…! Cindy isn’t that kind of woman!”
“That kind of woman… What do you mean by that?”
“T-that’s…”
Unable to bring herself to call Cindy a whore who sold her body, Jung Su-a merely flushed and opened and closed her mouth. Jung Hwa-ryun calmed her sister, allowing Jung Su-a to regain some composure.
“Sister, please calm down. I’m shocked too, but… if it’s Cindy, she could escape anytime she wanted. The fact that she’s still doing this means… she must have chosen it herself, just as Elder An Rok-san said.”
“Precisely, Miss Jung Hwa-ryun. Jung Su-a. It was indeed I who made the proposal to Cindy Macglen. However… the choice was hers. You can confirm it with Cindy later. And I did say I would tell you the real reason.”
An Rok-san, who had been standing with his back to Cindy’s lewd orgy, approached Jung Su-a. He suddenly grabbed her breasts and began roughly kneading them. Then, wearing the face of a ruler from the past, he spoke coldly.
“That right there is the reason. Jung Su-a. Jung Hwa-ryun.”