Hunter Academy: Song Yu-na (4)
"Cheers!"
The gate training exercise was over, and we'd all piled into a nearby pub to celebrate. There'd almost been an accident, but no one got hurt, so we gathered to toast the successful end. The kids were happily knocking back drinks and chattering away.
I fiddled with the glass in front of me, replaying the earlier incident in my mind. A C-rank monster had emerged from the gate—way beyond what I'd asked for from Gabriela. Someone had tampered with it. I didn't know who yet, but once this was done, I'd track them down and kill them. First things first, though: finish with Song Yu-na.
"Hunter Kwon Yong-jin?"
Song Yu-na was savoring her drink and picking at the snacks, but with the others around, she switched back to polite speech. The kiss mark probably hadn't faded yet, so she was wearing a choker. She noticed me staring and blushed, fiddling with her neck.
"Yu-na, you seem to be touching your neck a lot today?"
The guy sitting in front of me was named Kim Shin-woo. The others had filled me in. He and Song Yu-na were childhood friends, even attending Hunter Academy together. That must've been why she felt guilty when I fucked her. Funny thing was, they weren't actually dating. Just friends. One of them had to have deeper feelings, though.
Perception Reduction
I slipped scroma and an aphrodisiac into Song Yu-na's glass undetected.
Time flew by. The mood was winding down. Song Yu-na's face was flushed from the scroma and aphrodisiac; she shook her head, trying to clear it. The moment Kim Shin-woo stepped away to the bathroom, I forcibly heightened her senses.
Already disoriented from the drugs, she shook her head harder but couldn't steady herself and leaned into me. Her expression was incredibly lewd right now—face red, breathing ragged, eyes trembling lost. Her pussy was probably soaked with juices by now.
I spotted someone filming us from afar: Chae-rim, as requested. She knew I'd seen her and responded with an eye smile. After giving enough time for the video, I hoisted the dazed Song Yu-na onto my back.
The others murmured at my actions. As temporary professor and with her as the famous student council president, it drew plenty of aggro.
"Song Yu-na seems really drunk, so I'll take her home."
The students nodded at my words. I carried her out of the pub. The cool night air seemed to snap her out of it a bit; she murmured Shin-woo's name softly.
I'd been in the bathroom too long—must've overdone the drinks. Come to think of it, Yu-na looked rough. Gotta get out and walk her home.
I washed up quick and headed out, but Yu-na was gone from our spot. I asked the senior who'd been sitting next to her.
"Hyuk-su sunbae, do you know where Yu-na sunbae went?"
"Yu-na? Kwon Yong-jin Hunter just carried her out saying she looked wiped."
"What?"
Wh-why would Hunter Kwon Yong-jin take Yu-na...? I rushed outside, scanning around, but no sign of her. I pulled out my phone and called, but it was off.
"He's guildmates, so he's just looking out for her, right...? Y-yeah, that must be it."
Honestly, even I thought Hunter Kwon Yong-jin was too handsome. The idol I aspired to be. And he seemed interested in Yu-na. Anxiety started creeping in. My certainty about us cracked into doubt.
Ugh... my, my head...
I'd only had regular drinks, but my head throbbed. Last thing I remembered was the pub—why was I in bed?
Ah... ah...?
As the headache faded, I realized my body felt off. It burned hot inside, craving something desperately, juices flowing. Even without touching, my panties were drenched.
It itches, it itches...!
Without thinking, both hands went to my pussy, masturbating. Squelch, squelch.
Feels so good... what's this? Never felt like this before...
"Already started, huh?"
"Eek!?"
Hunter Kwon Yong-jin leered at me. That's when it hit me—why I was in bed. He'd brought me to a motel again, like last time.
"Why stop? Keep going."
"Th-the last time was...!"
"That's different from now."
He approached. No, I can't betray Shin-woo again here. Gotta stop him...!
As I tried summoning mana, his finger plunged into my pussy.
"Ahh, ohot!?"
It pierced my flooded depths, scraping my swollen walls and flicking my clit.
"Haguk!!!"
Lightning flashed before my eyes. Built-up pleasure exploded from my pussy. My gathered mana scattered in climax.
"N-no! Slurp!"
Sudden kiss. He embraced me, fingering relentlessly, his sticky kiss muddling my mind.
"Smuup... haah... smu!"
The room filled with lewd sounds—my pussy and our kissing.
"Ready?"
Kiss ended; his rock-hard cock rubbed my soaked pussy.
"Ahh... haah..."
"Taking that as yes."
Ignoring my daze, his cock scraped my slick walls, thrusting in. Sex I'd sworn off forever. I pushed at his chest, but he didn't budge. I wanted to resist, but no strength. Wanted mana, but pussy pleasure prevented it. It ground sensitive spots, pounding my womb entrance.
"Haaahhh! Ahh... ohok!"
I hated it, wanted it to stop, but sex with Hunter Kwon Yong-jin felt too good. His cock swelled at my womb. My pushing hands hugged his back; thrashing legs wrapped his waist. His hips sped up.
"Cumming, cumming, cuuummminggg!!"
Spurt! Splurt splurt! Splurt splurt!
Hot, thick semen filled my womb with my climax. Spluuurt splurt!
I-in... inside... creampied... again...
"Be right back with some water."
Sex over, he pulled out. The warmth he'd given vanished. Cold air hit as heat faded, flashing memories: my neck flying, scythe monster slicing it. Death. Alone in the world.
I... was scared all along...
With people around, I hadn't noticed. Alone now, terror hit. So cold. Scary. Do hunters live with this always? Can I overcome it?
"You okay?"
His warm hand from lonely cold.
"You were scared, huh?"
He held me warmly. Negative thoughts melted; warmth and pleasure filled me. That's when I realized: Hunter Kwon Yong-jin was in my heart.
Yesterday, I slept with Hunter Kwon Yong-jin again. His warmth lingered in my body. My head spun. Shin-woo and Hunter Kwon Yong-jin—what should I do? How to face them today...?
Arriving at Hunter Academy, heading to the classroom, everyone stared. Not kidding—they alternated between phones and me. Weird. Tilted my head, detoured to bathroom before class. Peeing when others entered.
"Hey, you see what got posted on our community?"
"Which one?"
"Student council president."
"Oh, Song Yu-na?"
"They say she spread her legs for Black Tree Guild."
"What? Real?"
"For real. Someone filmed her pretending drunk, acting cute on Hunter Kwon Yong-jin, posted it."
"Whoa, didn't peg Yu-na for that..."
"Yeah, all guilds rejected her, so last resort Black Tree—she whored out."
"Makes sense. No way she'd get drunk. Hunter Kwon Yong-jin's hot, sure—cheat looks and skills—but wouldn't spread for that."
What the hell...? Me, I...?
Bang!
"Gasp, Yu-na's here?"
Mind racing, I stormed out to the classroom. Everyone stared, phones in hand. Their thoughts echoed.
Whore spreading for guild.
Can't improve, sells body.
Bet council pres fucked her way in.
Saw her enter motel with Hunter Kwon Yong-jin.
Yeah, me too.
Didn't think Yu-na like that—look, total slut.
Snapped to: I'd fled the classroom, running to Shin-woo. At his place, he waited, phone in hand—like he knew.
"What're you doing here? With Hunter Kwon Yong-jin?"
His voice—never heard like that—terrified me more.
"Wh-why, Shin-woo? Listen, baby, please?"
Shin-woo would believe me. He knew my heart.
"Shin-woo? You trust me, right?"
"Tell me—what happened that day? And last time, dinner with Hunter Kwon Yong-jin."
"Th-that was..."
"Why can't you say? You see this video?"
"N-no..."
"Watch. See that? Girl leaning on Hunter Kwon Yong-jin moaning nice—who?"
"No! I was drunk, don't remember! True!"
"Bullshit!!"
His curse pierced my ears.
"You? Drunk? A hunter like you? Liar! ...You fucking whore."
"Wh-whore?"
High school bullying "whore." Bathroom "whore." Classroom "whore." Now trusted Shin-woo's "whore" gutted me. Tears streamed.
"H-how... how could you... I trusted you..."
"Ah... n-no, sorry, misspoke. Yu-na, I got heated?? Yu-na!"
Ignoring, I bolted from his place. Rain poured, mirroring my heart. What had I done? Tried to be whore? Nothing changed from high school. Everyone pointed, called me whore. I saved shivering Shin-woo; he didn't warm me.
So cold. Rain battered. Already cold body lost heat. No one to shield me. No warmth.
Running soaked, collapsed on street. Endless rain isolated me.
Suddenly, no biting rain. No stealing warmth drops. Thick clothes covered me. Warmth entered. Looked up: Hunter Kwon Yong-jin, umbrella in hand, standing before me. Taking the rain for me.