You Try It Too
After finishing their mating on the rooftop, A-rang and I left the school at once and headed straight for the dungeon.
“So, Seung-yong, where’d you place in last year’s midterm Grand Festival? Make the top ten?”
“Top ten? No idea. I dropped inside the military base and got eliminated right away.”
Everyone else had been running in together, so I’d run in with them—and gotten knocked out instantly. Reliving a memory I hadn’t particularly wanted to dig up, I answered like that. A-rang looked at me like she couldn’t quite believe it.
“The professors told the first-years to drop on the outskirts whenever possible, didn’t they?”
“They did? I was half-asleep.”
“Proud of that, you little shit?”
For the record, A-rang herself had finished fifth last year. While everyone else formed squads, she’d gone solo—and even then she’d charged into other squads’ fights yelling “A fight? Let me in!” only to get piled on and end the Grand Festival in fifth place. That performance had drawn serious attention from the media and the guilds. I wondered how this year would turn out.
“So are you going solo again this year? After the taste they got of you last time, the other schools are going to try to swarm you first thing.”
“Still thinking about it. Solo or squad… All right, we’re here. Get off.”
While we casually hashed out strategy for this year’s midterm Grand Festival, we arrived at our destination—Majang-dong Dungeon. After a quick gear check we walked straight toward the entrance.
“Mmm. That rich cow-dung smell and the metallic reek of blood you only get out in the sticks… Yeah, Majang-dong’s got to be like this.”
“If that’s the plan, wouldn’t a regular sparring hall make more sense?”
“Why, scared? Fair enough—it’s your first time against minotaurs. Every last one of these bastards is a C- to B-class monster.”
“I’m not completely unafraid… but since we’re training to fight people, wouldn’t practicing in a sparring hall be better?”
A-rang, who’d been tugging her leather gloves tight, grabbed me by the scruff and dragged me along as she answered.
“You already saw it yourself—school halls and private sparring gyms are packed solid with Hunter-department kids. Besides, after running the Grand Festival a few times I’ve learned this is way better training and far more effective.”
“Really?”
“Would I lie to you?”
I didn’t think A-rang would lie.
“Still… training by punching minotaurs to death bare-handed, no armor, no weapons. Most people would question your sanity.”
“That so? Guess for a guy who was still hanging around Eunma Apartments until recently the difficulty spike feels pretty steep. Don’t worry, though—if things go south I’ll help… Hmm?”
“What?”
Afraid I might bolt, A-rang had been hauling me into the dungeon by the nape again when she suddenly stopped.
“Hey. Look over there.”
“Huh? Why all of a sudden? Oh.”
A dark elf.
A busty dark elf in the kind of skin-tight suit ninja girls wear in those triple-X humiliation games was walking into the dungeon.
“Is it just me, or does that black kkanf look familiar?”
“Nope. I’ve seen her in eroge too—ack!”
“Shut up. If memory serves, I saw that bitch at last year’s Grand Festival.”
“The Grand Festival?”
“Yeah. Pretty sure she was from Goguryeo University.”
“Goguryeo Uni? The self-proclaimed rivals of Korea University? The ones who keep claiming they’re number one in hunter training?”
“That’s the one. Probably her.”
I glanced at A-rang as she nodded with absolute certainty, then watched the dark elf’s royal ass disappear into the slaughterhouse-like structure.
“What now? Catch a whiff of virgin pussy? After sampling Bok-soon’s cunt once, now you want to rail a black kkanf’s like a dog too? Pretty bold with me standing right here.”
“It’s not that I have zero interest… more that if I’d known, I would’ve kept my eyes wide open on the plane last year and gotten a free visual feast.”
“‘Not that I have zero interest’? Hey! At times like that you’re supposed to say, even if it’s empty, ‘How could I, with Senior right beside me?’”
“How could I, with Senior right beside me… ugh!”
“Don’t actually say it now!”
She drilled a knuckle into the top of my head, then dragged me along by the hair. Ignoring the stares that said “what the hell are we looking at,” A-rang stepped into the dungeon and stopped right in front of the structure the stacked black kkanf had entered, sniffing the air with loud sniff-sniffs.
“Kyah… that nostalgic cow-dung smell you only get in the countryside, mixed with the coppery blood scent that fires up the fighting instinct… I really can’t get enough of this.”
“Yeah? All I smell is cow shit.”
“That’s because you’re still a Majang-dong newbie. Give it time and you’ll feel right at home, like you walked into your own living room.”
“…Ack?! Why’d you hit me all of a sudden?!”
“Your eyes looked impure. The way you were staring at my ass was like you were saying, ‘My cock-house is so comfortable for my dick.’”
“H-huh…?!”
Did this senior actually learn mind-reading?
Goosebumps raced over my whole body as I stared up at her in shock. A-rang found my expression hilarious and laughed, then hauled me to my feet.
“Anyway, playtime’s over. This is the real field now. Don’t let your guard down.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I immediately slipped an arm around her shoulders and grabbed a handful of the overflowing soft flesh of her huge tits.
“I just told you not to let your guard down.”
“Being too tense isn’t good either. I’ll only touch when the situation allows, so go easy on me.”
“What a convenient excuse… Fine, as long as it doesn’t get in the way.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Nnngh♡ Hey! Anyone can see you’re planning to get in the way…♡”
A-rang had already been running Majang-dong back when she was still C-class. Now that she had the physique of an A-class hunter, a little tit-groping from me in what was basically her personal playground wasn’t going to lower her combat effectiveness.
So all I have to do is stay sharp myself.
I kept just enough tension as we advanced.
“Hmm… The feel’s not as good as I expected. Is it the compression bandages?”
“I didn’t wrap them so you could feel me up!”
“I’ve been thinking—Senior really doesn’t have enough awareness that this is my personal pussy. At times like this you should…”
“Hey—hey?!”
“…have the sense to unwrap the bandages so I can comfortably play with Senior’s tits.”
“Sense? All you’ve got is sex on the brain♡”
“No way.”
Even I, who lived pretty mindlessly, wasn’t that mindless.
“Anyway, the bandages are confiscated. I’ll give them back if anyone shows up… Huh?”
“Cow-head.”
—Huff! Huff!
Had it heard us talking?
I quietly released A-rang’s breasts as a minotaur appeared from around the corner. She stepped in front of me at once, rolling her shoulders and loosening up while the minotaur snorted roughly, eyes locked on her swaying tits.
“Watch closely. This is how you handle a half-man, half-beast without weapons.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I took a couple of steps back. A-rang launched herself off the floor with explosive force, generating a massive shockwave of air.
—Mooooooh?!
Moving at bullet-like speed, she slipped behind the minotaur, then dropped into a crouch. The moment the startled beast started to turn toward her position she kicked off the ground again and vaulted over its head.
Even with Bok-soon’s unique skill boosting my eyesight, I could barely track the motion. There was no way a mere cow-head could follow the fluid movements of a black panther who now possessed an A-class hunter’s body.
A-rang settled smoothly onto the minotaur’s shoulders. While the creature was still gawking at the sudden weight, she seized one of its massive horns like a handle and called to me.
“See? Method doesn’t matter. First you get on top of the thing. Then…!”
“Wait—is that… a sleeper hold?!”
Kwaaaak—♡
—B-buoooooh?!
She trailed off as her thighs and legs locked around the minotaur’s neck. Even I, watching from the side, was startled—how much more the minotaur itself?
As its neck began to twist with a grotesque sound and the beast felt the threat to its life, it frantically flung away the axe in its hand and tried to tear A-rang off. But—
“Hup!”
Kwaduk—!!
—Buuuuk…!!
With a short, sharp shout she twisted her whole body. The minotaur’s neck snapped; it went limp and collapsed onto the cold floor.
The entire slaughter had taken less than ten seconds.
A-rang walked over to me while I stood there open-mouthed, laughing.
“See? Easy, right? Now you try it.”
“Easy my ass!”
In what universe was that easy?