EP.108 Level 10 - Mirroring (2)
When I first met that bastard, I thought he was just a powerless piece of trash. The way he stuck his nose into problems he couldn't solve, trying to play hero—it was utterly ridiculous. So when he came begging me for help, I made sure to crush him into the dirt completely.
'Damn it...'
That's why it tormented me so much that Eunha had to suffer just to catch me, and even I ended up dancing to his tune. After all, the reason that guy was acting like this toward me was entirely my fault.
At first, I felt a bit wronged. Who could've predicted a man awakening and getting strong enough to overpower me? And I'm an S-rank hunter at the top of the world—no way I could've imagined it.
"I, Yoo Chaerin, offer my entire body to you as an onahole and pledge a happy future. Please use me♡"
That's why I figured I had no choice but to move exactly as he wanted. If I were in his shoes, I'd have trampled the bitch just as thoroughly. At least he was tormenting me with pleasure instead of pain—that was a mercy. If it were me, I'd have tortured her to death as slowly and painfully as possible.
Or maybe not. Selling out Eunha from the start makes all that just an excuse, doesn't it?
Yoo Chaerin, be honest—you felt good, didn't you? You truly wanted to give everything to that trash because of that ecstasy, right?
"Hey, snap out of it."
"Haaah... My throat's so tight, it's hard..."
"Dungeon break. Let's go."
Just as I was about to abandon everything and become his onahole, the situation flipped in an instant. The pleasure gnawing at my body vanished like it had been washed away, leaving only a strange sense of deprivation. Once I shook off the lingering haze with a climax, my mind cleared right up.
"Ahem... Sorry, took me a sec to pull myself together."
"You okay?"
"A-hem. I wasn't even that out of it to begin with. I was just playing along because you looked pathetic."
Only then did I recall what I'd been doing, and shame hit me like a truck. I wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out.
But the man in front of me now had the most serious expression of anyone here.
'Figures, playing the manager card, huh?'
Or maybe since he's awakened now—even unregistered—he counts as a hunter? The guy's thoughts were impossible to pin down. Back with the Eunha incident, he'd been genuinely pissed about the injustice...
'Wait, then why would a guy like that go after Eunha...'
Flying toward the dungeon break site, a sudden doubt made my head spin. A guy who'd rage over how the country treated Eunha was now dragging her down because of me? That make any sense?
"Hey, Eunha."
"Chaerin, you on your way?"
"Yeah, going as fast as I can. But I have a question."
And her response was a shock. She'd fallen for him and started dating; they were already in that kind of relationship. When I asked if maybe some weird trait had gotten to her, she said she used purification regularly, so no way. She'd cooperated to snap me out of it and was sorry.
"No, this is insane..."
He'd never planned to do that to Eunha from the start—just faked it to mess with me. Hell, he'd never even done anything like that to her; they were just dating? Un-fucking-believable.
I wanted to fly straight at him and chew him out, but now wasn't the time. Sighing, I started clearing the cyclopes scattered near the dungeon break point.
Who the hell let this many cyclopes out anyway?
"Phew, that should do it. Time for the big one to show soon—might as well wait by the gate..."
That's when it happened.
A roar shook the air as shadows blanketed the sky, and colossal monsters—the kind you see occasionally—started bursting out.
Of all things, why super-sized ones?
'Fuck, this is seriously dangerous...'
This was on a whole other level from the casualties so far. I had to pour everything into firepower just in case, but it probably wouldn't be enough. Rough estimate: it'd take two of me to handle it...
"Yoo Chaerin, get back!"
"What the—!?"
Park Eunhyuk appeared out of nowhere behind me, blowing past as he rocketed toward the monster at insane speed. Black wings like mine sprouted from his back.
That bastard had combat traits!?
"Eat this...!"
Soon his wings unleashed blasts like mine, slamming into the monster.
Kaboom!
Smoke billowed, trying to blind us, but I pierced through and charged. He's a manager—he must've calculated the firepower. He assumed I'd follow up, right?
I dumped all my wings into it, then injected mana serum to regrow them.
"Hraaaah!"
Then Park Eunhyuk flew up, stabbing a syringe into his leg, and unleashed another barrage. Brutal firepower engulfed the monster—we couldn't even assess properly.
But that didn't matter now. Kill it before any dangerous patterns kicked in.
"...Guh!?"
I jabbed my last mana recovery shot; pain exploded from my chest, stabbing through my body. Breathing hurt, but I gritted my teeth and fired my final volley.
This was probably our last.
"Fucking hell, a goddamn blood pig popped out... What a bitch..."
It was mostly wrecked outside, but the insides were intact—ridiculous. Now it was charging light for an AOE, and I let out a hollow laugh.
Not enough?
"Gaaaaah! Park Eunhyuk! Strengthen...!"
That instant.
Park Eunhyuk bellowed and kept jabbing syringes into himself. We'd already taken near-lethal doses—more!?
Is he insane!?
"Three shots left, you motherfucker!"
His skin tore from mana overload, vomiting huge blood clots. Yet he stayed conscious, eyes blazing as he poured attacks.
Throwing everything to protect the others here.
"Ah, ah..."
If someone snapped a pic, it'd look pathetic: blood-soaked, trembling uncontrollably.
Still, he kept injecting. And injecting. Again.
"Last... one!"
Crackle!
The outer shell finally shattered; vulnerable innards exposed. A white bullet from somewhere pierced them.
A deafening boom whitened my vision.
Then, seeing him plummet, mana spent, chills wracked me.
Hero.
He embodied the hero I'd always known—fighting more heroically than anyone on his first outing.
"You stupid bastard...!"
I flew to him with my last wing pair. My body screamed in agony from the strain, but his pain had to be worse. Grabbing him, I sighed in relief and snapped.
"Are you crazy? Push like that and you'll actually die! Get to Eunha quick..."
"Thanks... tho..."
"Don't want it. Piss off."
What an absurd, brainless bastard. I unleashed every curse at the guy asleep in my arms.
'Scared me for real...'
If he'd crashed, it would've been bad. Like with Eunha—why were all these reckless rescuers around me? Think of the people who worry...
'What?'
Did I just worry about this guy? Sure, that scene was swoon-worthy, heart-pounding for a sec.
But after all the horrible shit he'd done? Worry?
"No, no. I just hated losing a decent hunter if he died. Yeah. That's it."
"Chaerin, you okay?"
"Huh!? Yeah, of course. Fit as a fiddle. Treat him first."
After treatment, I felt somewhat normal. Even Eunha had limits on mana damage, though—this was just first aid. He'd need rest, no mana use for a while.
"Hey, Chaerin. Could you look after him for me?"
"L-Look after?"
"You're hurt too, so rest up. But he's in bad shape. Take him home and care for him? Everyone else is busy."
"...Sigh, fine. Anything to watch for?"
"Warn him: no traits."
"Got it."
I wanted to rage about babysitting this guy, but his self-sacrificing fight kept flashing back.
Whatever. But fuck, why's my heart racing? Overdid it and broke something?
"Don't be such an idiot," Eunha said, stroking his hair tenderly, eyes full of affection. Like long-time lovers.
Remembering him pounding me earlier made her actions feel... gross.
'...Why?'
An inexplicable emotion tangled my thoughts.
If it were Eunhyuk annoying me, fine. But why did her flaunting their relationship piss me off?
"Chaerin?"
"Y-Yeah!?"
"You really overdid it too... You sure you're good?"
"Of course. Don't worry, handle cleanup."
Handing back gear, driving home slowly, thoughts swirled. Why did he bug me? Seeing his face made my head burn.
Deep down, I kinda knew. But reason screamed no.
Don't be stupid. It's not that.
"Can't even read the mood, huh."
Irritated, I flicked his forehead. Tonight, he gets the bed; I take the couch. It's comfy anyway.
"Uh..."
Closing the door, his bulging crotch caught my eye—heart skipped. Remembering my pervert pledge, shame flared late.
Am I nuts?
'R-Right. Better get the promise over with quick...'
No need to envy Eunha. I can be "that" with him too, right? Maybe already am?
That thought cheered me up. Yeah, he must see me special—wanted my first. Needs me, right? I don't want it, but promised, so...
Yeah. Can't be helped...
"Wh-What? What're you doing there?"
"Idiot, came to keep my promise..."
"Promise? Hey, what prom—"
Riiip!
Intense pain lanced from my gut to my brain, shredding me. The hymen I'd guarded—rejecting trash men—tore apart.
Ah, ah... Yeah, Yoo Chaerin. Be honest.
I've fallen for this idiot. That's why his ugly dick piercing my pussy, ripping my hymen, feels so lovely.
"Hrng♡ Hngh♡ Haaang♡"
Just the hymen tearing, yet I'm soaring in bliss. Becoming his fills every cell with joy.
Melting in pure love's ecstasy.
I came happily.