FFF-Class Feminist Hunter - Episode 85: Level 8 - The Tilted Playground (11)

"Why are you so surprised?"

"You're scratching off 1 billion with a regular payment right away—how could I not be surprised?"

"I got a signing bonus last time, so I've got plenty."

Ah, come to think of it, Gongju's an S-rank hunter too. She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠probably doesn't see that price tag as a big hit. The government never skimps when it comes to S-ranks, even if they pinch pennies everywhere else.

"And it's necessary."

"Necessary? Oh, right—you said each number has its own different traps?"

Gongju nodded. She'd explained that using the maximum of 100 coupons at once lets you design the traps yourself. To pull that off, you get a private meeting with the manager and owner, Kang Ari, to balance things out and buy time to craft the traps. That was the whole angle.

"Ah, so you brought up the coupons while explaining the private meeting setup."

"Exactly. I don't know the exact play-by-play, though..."

As we watched to see how it went down, room service arrived in the form of food and women's masturbators. Looks like the quality varies depending on the trap type. The 1-billion-won room service delivered to us was clearly on another level.

"If you use the card here in the elevator, you'll be able to head inside to craft the traps directly. However, for safety against any unforeseen incidents inside, you'll be accompanied by Master at all times. Please keep that in mind."

The polite staffer delivering the room service was a boy. Not super young—around high school age, maybe. Calling her "Master" meant Kang Ari was using him as a slave. He was probably kidnapped at a young age and had grown up to this point under her. My hands itched to flip the table right then and there, but Gongju shook her head to stop me. Making a scene now could end it all before we even got inside. Still gotta hold back.

We ignored the food and headed straight for the elevator. The internal access key had a matte finish, unlike the others—felt even more luxurious. Once the card registered, we could feel the elevator descending even deeper underground.

"Just how far underground did they dig this place?"

"The fact that something like this was right in the city center caused a massive uproar."

No kidding. The kids from that video earlier were probably stashed somewhere around here. When the doors finally opened, a long hallway stretched straight ahead. Especially ominous was the space visible beyond the glass wall on the right.

"What's that?"

"Probably the space they use for Chapter 2?"

It was packed with every kind of adult toy, for men and women alike. No way they use the women's stuff on the boys too? What a total psycho bitch.

"So the kids who make it to the end cling to the lie that they'll be freed if they endure, huh?"

"Yeah. But in the end, they torment them with an impossible final challenge until they break and accept their place as slaves."

And they do all that to people who did nothing wrong. Kids who don't even know what's what yet. And worst of all, those kids just happen to be our kids. It made my blood boil.

"Ah, welcome. Customer Yi Gongju. This is Kang Ari."

"Hello. Surprisingly civil. I figured you'd be pricklier."

"Can't be rude to someone dropping 1 billion. Besides, we share similar tastes... and you're an S-rank to boot."

"Truly, a Tilted Playground."

I'd meant to hear her out a bit, but my patience ran dry. I just couldn't hold back anymore. Kang Ari sensed something off and glared at me, swinging a fist—but it was already too late.

Her fist aimed at me suddenly veered off course and smashed into her own face. She flopped over in a ridiculous heap, her expression pure bewilderment. In the videos, she was always swinging wildly without a care. All an act, huh?

"Ha, I've got a lot I wanna say. Like why someone who should be hailed a hero pulls this shit."

"You... what the fuck..."

"Me? Hunter manager."

I answered proudly. Nothing to be ashamed of.

"That's not what I'm asking. How the hell did you control my body just now?"

"Oh? Surprisingly cautious. You know I'm the top dog here, huh?"

"......."

Right now, I could kill her just by opening my mouth. She knew it too—that's why she was treading carefully. A far cry from her public mad-dog persona.

She's calm.

I'd expected her to lunge like a rabid animal. But nope—she was the calculating type. Makes sense; that's how she built this twisted system.

I tapped my temple. "Alright, I'll tell you. I'm an awakener who can mess with this... and this."

"Mind interference...!"

"Yep. Something that'd never fly normally. But you're not the only one committing crimes out there, right?"

Committing a crime means accepting you might get hit with one yourself. For me, reporting my trait meant hell either way—trait hell if I did, criminal if I didn't. No good options. But you? You had plenty of choices.

"Even as a fellow criminal, you're crossing lines that shouldn't be crossed."

"What the hell are you—"

"Dragging this out is risky, so let's cut to the chase. Stop this game Do It For Me."

"Hoo..."

Kang Ari sighed and made a call, sorting out whatever needed handling before hanging up and turning to me. Probably wondering what I'd do with her now.

"Good. Honestly, I'd love to kill you right here. But the kids are safe for now, so I won't."

"...Thanks."

"It's thanks to your heroic S-rank image. Whether it was for the money, fame, or some shred of actual heroism—you contributed to the world."

Same reason I respected Ayoung and Yurim despite everything. Even if they bitched and shat on me, their core mindset was heroic. But don't expect respect from me. You crossed the line by miles.

"Watching you closely today, seems like you really love games."

"...Games?"

So that's how you justified tormenting those kids—calling it a "game." Then you deserve the same. Right down to the part where ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it's utterly unwinnable, just like the ones you designed.

"...If I win?"

"No more kidnapping kids, and I leave you alone."

"And if you win? I become your slave?"

"Something like that."

The game itself is dead simple. Endure all the trials I throw at you without breaking, keep your sanity, and just declare victory. That's it.

"Wait a sec. Time limit?"

"Until I'm done having fun."

Only then did she realize what I meant, her face going pale. This was a game she could never win. Just like what she did to the kids who "survived" to the end. And she knew better than anyone how vicious that was.

"Don't worry too much. Truth is, I'm not that into your body, and I don't wanna drag it out."

To put it bluntly, I just wanna break you. She broke those kids sexually, so you'll break the same way. You're not even worth keeping as a trophy.

Honestly, killing you or extracting your trait would be a waste.

I'll train you up nice into a model S-rank hunter who contributes to society. A body that cums every time you do a good deed sounds perfect. Of course, before any of that fine-tuning, first comes the breaking.

"Heard a fun story online, y'know?"

"F-Fun story?"

"They say pregnancy trauma damages like 90% of your brain, turning you into a whole new person once it heals."

Total internet bullshit, of course. But not for long.

Man, the guy who came up with "pregnancy = 90% brain damage from intensity" was a genius.

"Typical horseshit..."

I said it like that, but the actual setup was more complex. Not just pregnancy—triggers on fertilization. Not brain cell damage, but sensitivity cranked so high you go insane with orgasms for a while.

"Now, a classic uterus tattoo for this, right?"

"What the fuck are you doing to my body?"

"You heard it just now? Teaching your body to learn it for real."

"...Pregnancy? You're gonna knock me up? Well, yeah, it kinda flows that way. What'll break you this time is orgasms based on sperm fertilizing an egg."

"Don't worry. It won't be a human baby."

"Wh-What?"

Ah, phrasing it like that really spooks her. I pulled out the magic tools I'd gotten from Seol-ah before coming here and started explaining. They were perfect—exactly as I'd envisioned.

"First, this condom. It converts ejaculated semen into artificial semen. Pretty neat artificial sperm, too."

When it meets an egg, it fertilizes it. But since it's not real semen, no implantation—just fuses into an egg shape. That's it.

But it's still fertilization.

No issue satisfying the trigger I'd set on my trait. And while it's not a baby, laying an egg from your fertilized ovum counts as pregnancy, right?

"F-Fake... you're a fucking lunatic!"

"And this nipple piercing. Clash the two sides together, and it forces ovulation."

An upgraded version of the tool Seol-ah used when taking a baby from me. Now lewdly shaped like a nipple piercing, but the key is you can link them together. That's actually the original function from Seol-ah's tool.

In that mode, it auto-ovulates ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠one by one when no eggs left.

So anytime I creampie her, boom—pregnancy-brain-damage-idiot-orgasm. Of course, no need to use it right away. Ovulated eggs don't vanish quick. For later.

"Alright, pierce your nipples. Not forcing it—giving you a chance."

"......."

Kang Ari glared daggers, but eventually gave up, grabbed the piercing, and stabbed her own nipples. With her physical enhancement trait, I never could've done it myself.

Watching the blood trickle down, I gave the next ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠order.

"Use your mouth to roll this condom onto my dick."

"......."

But this time, it hit her pride. She wouldn't even pick up the condom I'd tossed on the floor—just kept glaring. Thinks there's a cooldown or something?

"If that's what you want, we'll do it the hard way."

"...Huh? W-Wait a sec!"

The moment my words ended, Kang Ari's head slammed into the floor.