Did You Touch My Pussy and Bolt?
Seriously, why did Senior A-rang have to plant such a useless flag and dump trials and hardships on me that never should have come my way?
—Choooooo…
“Crazy bastard. Since when does a subway sound like a steam locomotive?”
As if swallowing an entire tail car hadn’t been pure luck, the moment it realized I’d figured out its true identity the tail car let out a roar and lurched into motion.
I smashed through the connecting door into the car linked to the thing and, just in time, spotted Senior A-rang sprinting toward me after my signal flare. I waved wildly.
“Senior! Over here, over here!”
“What the hell happened?! What is it, right now, what—why is the train moving—”
“That tail car! The tail car!”
“Huh? Whoa! It’s Thomas the Tank Engine!”
“This is no time for jokes! Get on, get on! And stop making those giant tits bounce while you run!”
“What?! You little shit, you—come here right now!”
How she managed to move that fast while hauling those massive breasts and all that gear was beyond me.
In the blink of an eye Senior A-rang vaulted onto the train and immediately cracked a knuckle-fist down on the crown of my head.
“Is that any way to talk to your senior?! And if you found something like that you should’ve called me quietly! Why the hell did you wake the bastard up?!”
“I didn’t wake it up! I just looked at it and it got spooked and started moving on its own—what was I supposed to do?! Ow?!”
“I know that! I taught you myself that with something like this you sneak up and crack it in the back of the head—you already know that!”
“Aigo, then why are you hitting me?!”
“Why? Whyyyy~? Ugh, this punk gets more shameless every day.”
More importantly, what the hell was I going to do about this?
While Senior A-rang hurriedly called the staff or the Hunter Bureau, I snatched up my phone and opened the Training App.
Goo Seung-yong
Level: 6
Title: D-class Hunter (C-class Hunter)
Awakening Ability: Dragon Slayer
⚡ Stamina:39 💪 Strength:38
💨 Agility:24 🧠 Intelligence:11
Unique Skills: Wild Breath Lv2, Hawkeye Lv2
Held Training Points: 79
Whew… good thing I saved them up instead of blowing them.
After nearly getting screwed yesterday for spending points carelessly, I’d decided that outside I would hoard Training Points unless it was absolutely necessary—and even then spend as little as possible. That decision was paying off right now.
Which only makes me regret not hitting the training button when I was groping Senior’s tits earlier.
Remembering my past self who’d been blinded by A-rang’s breasts, I clicked my tongue and immediately raised Strength and Stamina to 40.
Held Training Points: 64
Okay… now comes the problem.
From 1 to 20 the app had charged one Training Point per stat. From 20 to 40 it had jumped to five points per stat. Now that I was in the 40s, the cost was obviously going to spike again.
My fingers trembled with tension.
Raise Strength to 41?
Consumes 20 Training Points.
“Huk…?!”
“What? Did you find something?”
“N-no! Just a little motion sickness!”
“Motion sickness? Yeah, you were heaving pretty hard in the car earlier. Anyway, wait a bit. I’m almost done with the call.”
The required points had quadrupled so abruptly I nearly forgot I was supposed to be raising stats behind Senior A-rang’s back. I mumbled some excuse at her while staring at the phone in shock.
I thought it might go up by ten points at most—twenty?!
This was serious.
According to the earlier status chart, a 40-stat sat exactly midway between C-class and B-class. Senior A-rang had said this job was the kind C-to-B-class hunters handled, so taking it on myself wasn’t completely unreasonable. But the tail car currently hauling the train—now promoted to head car—was, by size and everything else, at least a B-class monster or higher.
In other words, if I wanted to walk away with my body intact I needed stats close to, or matching, the B-class threshold of 50.
This is really bad. Really, really bad… What do I do… Huh?
While I was practically hopping in place, I suddenly realized my gaze had locked onto Senior A-rang.
“No, listen—evacuate the people near Sindorim and Yeongdeungpo stations! Thomas is coming, Thomas! You don’t know Thomas the Tank Engine?!”
She’d said she was almost done, yet she was still roaring into the phone. Since she was the most reliable person here, maybe I’d just instinctively looked her way?
No. This wasn’t that… It was more like some kind of instinctive pull.
The intuition and instincts sharpened by Senior A-rang’s unique skill had turned my head toward her, even if only a little.
Why? Why had I been staring at her?
While I was humming under my breath at the question, the train gave a heavy jolt and a lightbulb went off in my head.
Wait a second… as wild as it sounds… is there a way to raise Senior A-rang’s stats?
I’d raised her stats before, but only through the effect of Healthy and Tasty Semen Lv2. I’d never done it any other way. More accurately, I’d never even considered that another method might exist.
As crazy as it sounds…!
I immediately opened Senior A-rang’s status with Filthy Insight and, just like I’d done with my own, dragged a finger across her stats.
Raise Heroine Cheon A-rang’s Strength to 47?
Consumes 20 Training Points. [Yes / No]
“…!!”
It worked.
I could raise Senior A-rang’s stats the same way I raised my own!
I hit [Yes] without hesitation, but nothing happened. Instead a new message window popped up at once.
This action is only possible through the [Heroine] menu.
Please try again via the Heroine menu.
Ah, right…!!
I’d completely forgotten.
The Heroine menu.
The first time I’d opened it I’d assumed the app was just cosplaying a collection mobile game, so I’d written the menu off as nothing more than a list of the female hunters I was training. Who knew it actually had a function like this?
I’d been too focused on the Gacha, Skills, and Training tabs, and the completely empty screen the first time I’d looked had made me dismiss the whole thing and erase it from my memory. That was the root of the problem.
Figuring it out only on the second day… aah, you idiot…!!
Still, better late than never. I dove straight into the menu and poked the naked photo of Senior A-rang waiting there.
Raise Heroine Cheon A-rang’s Strength to 49?
Consumes 60 Training Points. [Yes / No]
The instant I pressed [Yes], a stream of light slipped out of the phone the same way it had for me, drifted toward Senior A-rang—who was still arguing on the phone—and sank straight into her crotch, vanishing as if it had been absorbed into her pussy.
“I don’t know anymore! I already told you, right?! From now on if anyone gets hurt while we’re catching that bastard, it’s all on you! Got it?! Hang—hngh?! H-hang up, you motherfuckers…!!”
“Why the hell did it go in there… Oh?”
Confirmed proficiency increase for Cheon A-rang’s unique skill [Wild Breath].
Cheon A-rang’s unique skill [Wild Breath Lv2] has risen to [Wild Breath Lv3].
It was a little ridiculous, but I’d just invested points into the most reliable powerhouse present and her skill had leveled up at the same time. I walked over to Senior A-rang, who had just slammed the call shut in irritation, and asked,
“What’d they say?”
“Same crap they always say. ‘You can’t just drop that on us out of nowhere,’ ‘we don’t have the manpower,’ ‘give us a status report’—the usual.”
“Ahh.”
“More importantly, what the hell did you just do to me?”
“Me? What would I have done to you, Senior?”
“No, while I was on the phone… did you, like, touch my pussy and then bolt?”
“Touch-and-bolt? Would I ever do something like that?”
I played dumb, and Senior A-rang kept patting around her pussy with a suspicious look, as if something still felt off. Even for a rough tomboy that seemed a bit much, and I was about to needle her about it when—
Clunk—!
A heavy vibration rocked the car. Senior A-rang glanced out the window, spotted something, and started poking me rapidly.
“Hey, doesn’t this feel faster than before? Looks like the bastard’s getting used to playing head car.”
“Then let’s go smash it to pieces!”
“You say that while hiding behind my back? Get out here right now!”
Time to charge the head car.