Level 6 - I'm a Social Weakling (3)
"It's wrapping up. Man, I'm beat."
"If you're tired, want me to take over?"
I almost spat something harsh, but then it hit me—this job's ending early thanks to Yoo Hyeun. Snapping at her now would make me an ungrateful bastard. She's definitely not begging for abuse on purpose; I'm just not going there.
"Why are you staring like that?"
"Your hair looks a bit darker..."
"Oh, it's naturally black-and-white two-tone."
"Really? I thought it was just white."
"Yeah, when I use my ability, the black parts turn white. My power's handy for everyday stuff, so I use it a lot—ends up like this sometimes."
Physical enhancement hunters often had multicolored hair, sure. But I figured Hyeun was just one solid color. Turns out it changes with ability use?
"So it's rare to see it fully black, huh?"
"Yep. Oh, wait—what? Trying to change the subject?"
"Busted."
Ayoung never would've caught that. Hyeun goes all airheaded during sex, but that's just her vibe for max pleasure—her brain's sharp otherwise. Gotta admit, she's got killer instincts for this stuff.
"Okay, done. One hour till quitting time? I can chill on the roof and head out."
"An hour's plenty for a quick fuck, no?"
"Save it. After work, I'll grab the horn from Hyemi, restore my trait, and we can play this weekend."
"Y'know, right now, I could rape you and you couldn't resist at all, huh?"
Huh? Is that how it works?
"Then I'll tell Hyemi."
"Th-that... actually sounds kinda hot too."
"Hot is hot, but watch it. Push too far and she'll cut you off—you'll be crying then."
"Don't wanna get cut off..."
She's surprisingly soft on her little sis. Probably why Hyemi hasn't ghosted her yet.
Or not?
Maybe she just keeps her around for the fun. Figures using her as a toilet's more profitable than ditching. Or she's worried Hyemi might snap from pleasure overload and kill her—losing that endless high forever.
Speaking of, does she even know?
"You know why Hyemi ran away from home?"
"N-no? You never told me..."
"You know how she torments you as her kink, right?"
She nodded, face relaxing a bit—like she was reliving it fondly. What a pervert.
"Guess it got too intense. She bolted 'cause it felt like you'd rip her tender flesh apart and kill her any second."
"...Huh?"
That shocked her. She's nothing like Jeong-ah. Jeong-ah would've charged in, saying prep right and she won't die.
"Even you can't handle that yet?"
"Not quite there. Watching's fine, but being the target..."
"Watching's okay for you, huh..."
I'm done peeking in your head. Looks like your brain's steeped in deep semen abyss—scary shit.
"Plus, fucking you like this? I'd end up in the hospital high odds."
Enhanced hunter bodies are tanks. Don't wanna be the normie who dies mid-sex and hits the news.
Yurim might work, but Hyeun's a wild card in horny situations—too unpredictable.
"I can control myself that much."
"Nope. No way. Don't. Ah, if you wanna bail like that, strip and lie down."
"Oh, gonna fuck me?"
"Nah, just gonna cum on your naked body. Meat toilet bitch—hoarding semen? Take what I give."
"Gasp, yes, Master! Hyeun..."
She shuddered, stripped, and flopped down. Why rip the stockings if you're not even fucking? Waste.
She caught my look and explained.
"All prepped to get fucked, but ignored and used just for cum-dumping? Super hot."
"Kinda is."
Dunno if the recipient thinks so. Treating her like a toilet feels damn good, though.
Oh, and I'm a Social Weakling cancels my awakening—dick shrinks too. Perfect trait.
"Master's cock went all baby-sized?"
"Fuck off."
Waste of cum on you. Pissed, I just pissed on her face, got dressed.
"Haa, so warm♡"
"You killed my boner, no cum today."
"Nooo!"
"Whatever."
You pissed me off first. Lost the mood? Lick up piss then.
Wait, or...
"Lick every drop off the floor, and I'll cum."
"F-for real?!"
No way she'd actually lick it for a body-shot? Is your brain broken?
Thought that, but watching her tearfully lap the floor... dick reacted honestly.
"Lie down!"
"Hah... hah!"
She spread her legs M-style; torn stockings framed her twitching pussy and ass.
I jerked hard, aimed at her face for a thick shot, then blasted the rest from her pale belly down to her pussy.
That cum clinging to her belly—gorgeous view. My fave angle.
"Slurp..."
"Eating it again."
"Tasty♡"
"Bullshit."
Her hair to face was cum-drenched. She scraped it off, licked every bit. Hot as hell, honestly.
"Heading out now. See ya tomorrow, probably."
"Yeah. I'll... masturbate here abandoned and head home♡"
"Cool."
Truth? Wanted one more load. But survival—restore trait—beat lust for now.
Hyemi should be home.
"Oh, Seol-ah."
"Ah, Eunhyuk-ssi, done for the day?"
"Yeah. But why're you at the office?"
"W-well, heard you came in..."
Here to see me? Birthday, but why not rest at home instead of trekking here?
"This."
"Ticket?"
April 1st, 20:00
Invitation to Myo Seola's Birthday Party & Magic Show
Some birthday bash tonight—ticket designed like a real show pass.
"Inviting me?"
"Yes. I want Eunhyuk-ssi as my birthday gift."
"Honored. I'll swing home first, grab something, then head straight there."
Address on ticket—no problem finding it. Snag horn from Hyemi, plenty time before 8 PM...
"If it's something to grab... this?"
"...Huh?"
Why's the horn shard—Hyemi's supposed to have it—in her hand? Something's off. Vision blurred as suspicion hit.
What the hell's happening...
Woke with a pounding headache again this morning too? Fuck, why always like this?
"Where the hell am I now?"
Remember leaving work, bumping into Myo Seola, invite to birthday party. Then... felt off, passed out?
What was off?
"The horn!"
Shard Hyemi should have—in her hand. Magic trick disguise or real trait seal? Whatever... why kidnap me?
Did I wrong Seola? Yeah, been busy lately, neglected her. But enough for grudge like this...?
"No door in this room?"
Checked from bed—no exit. Magic tool from her trait?
"If it's magic, I'd handle it knowing how. Maybe no outward path by design..."
Nothing to do inside. Bed, clock—that's it.
Clock?
Pointed to ~7:30 PM. Out cold an hour?
"Ticket said 8."
Tried tweaking to 8. Wall slid open—path appeared.
Timed room opens at 8. This kidnapping?
Who kidnaps to party on time? Weird.
"Nothing here?"
Hallway looped endlessly? Nah, illusion—exit soon.
"...Stage?"
Small stage, red curtains. Dim, details fuzzy...
Flash!
Lights blazed—spotting the figure onstage.
"Really, Eunhyuk-ssi, so impatient. I said 8."
"Seola...?"
Myo Seola in pure white bunny girl outfit, smiling at me. Held a card—Heart 8 probably.
Heart 8—like Jeong-ah mentioned...
Fzzzt!
Vision shook like power outage. Fleeting glimpse: blood on her outfit? Blinked—gone.
What was that?
"Keep bothering me. Still alive?"
"S-Seola-ssi? Explain what's going on?"
"I've got questions for you too, Eunhyuk-ssi."
I asked first. She seems off too...
Huh?