Farewell to the Training Camp
The morning chirps of birds echoed through the Starting Village. Beside the bed where Namgung Seojun lay was Sharon, fast asleep. It was the final day at the Training Camp. The two had spent the night together, naturally making love until late. Seojun had driven Instructor Sharon to scream in ecstasy beyond mere moans, pushing her to climax after climax—a way to repay her gratitude all this time.
Seojun slipped into the bathroom first for a quick shower and emerged to find Sharon awake.
"I really hate to see you go."
Sharon regretted their parting deeply. He was the perfect man: an inviter with exceptional combat potential, endowed with a massive cock and masterful sexual prowess. She was utterly smitten with Seojun and didn't want to let him go.
"I'm sorry too. More than anything, I regret never getting that threesome with you and Sohee."
It was a light joke, knowing the two women were sworn enemies, but Sharon played along.
"How about it? Want to join us? If Sohee's okay with it, I'm game for a threesome anytime. Just say the word and join the party! I'll do anything you want."
Completely fallen for Namgung Seojun, she yearned to join his party—even quitting her instructor role to climb the tower with him.
But Seojun refused.
We're a party starting from the 1st floor. It won't suit your level—you'll get frustrated.
Sharon insisted it was fine, but the issue was with Namgung Seojun's party.
If you join, neither I nor the others will grow.
Seojun's judgment, backed by his Super Sense, told him her inclusion would harm them both. Despite her pleas, he shook his head.
"No."
"Ah... I see."
Thinking it was their last time, Sharon approached Namgung Seojun. She kissed him while deftly slipping off his robe with her hand.
Swish.
His massive cock inside was already raging hard. She stroked it while continuing the kiss, then pulled away.
"Fill me up one last time... completely."
She begged, and they naturally returned to the bed.
"Spread."
At Namgung Seojun's command, Sharon instinctively parted her legs wide. Her drenched pussy twitched in anticipation.
"Seojun... haaah!"
His enormous cock plunged straight into her depths.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ahhk! Ha... haaah!! Hah!"
With every thrust of Seojun's hips, her body arched like a bow. His precise, deep stabs made her wrap her arms around his back, rough moans escaping her lips.
"More! Haaah! More!! Deeper!!! Hnng! Fuck me harder!!"
She begged relentlessly as the wet slapping sounds filled the room.
After knocking Sharon out cold with his Super Sense and massive cock, Namgung Seojun headed to the cafeteria. The scene there was amusing too.
"Guho-ssi. Guho-ssi."
"Ah... yeah?"
"How about this one?"
Lee Guho was surrounded by female instructors as he ate, all fawning over him simply because he was an inviter—hoping to keep ties with him.
He wasn't the only one eating with women.
"Kim Hoon-ssi, muah... muah... Live with me! Yeah?"
"Hehe... naughty hands. You like my precious spot that much?"
"Want me to suck you off?"
Kim Hoon dined with the prostitutes. Having built rapport with the 1st Class Slaves, they begged him to take them along, seducing him with their bodies.
After glancing at those two tables, Gisohee called out to him.
"Seojun-ssi, over here."
Gisohee sat with Jo Jaehun. Seojun joined their table for breakfast.
Nom. Nom.
As they ate, conversation flowed.
"No Yuki?"
Gisohee sighed deeply at that.
"That... big-boobed girl's a total social misfit no matter how I look at her."
Gisohee, arriving first, had run into Yuki and invited her to eat together. But Yuki just shook her head, packed food to go, and left.
"It's ridiculous..."
"People are all different. Try to understand."
Jo Jaehun tried to soothe her, but Gisohee's irritation lingered. Midway through their meal and chat, another table grew rowdy.
"You're still going, right? Then at least give me more cum before you do!"
One prostitute at Kim Hoon's table suddenly yanked down his pants and mounted him.
Squelch... stab... squelch... smack!
"Haaah... ah. Ahhk! Heheek!!"
They started fucking right there. The other prostitutes waited nearby.
"I'm next."
"Yeah? Then I'll take his mouth!"
The women clung aggressively; Kim Hoon fucked and kissed them.
"Sigh... I just can't understand this place."
Gisohee vented at the sudden orgy chaos, declaring the tower world incomprehensible. Jo Jaehun chuckled while watching.
"It's wild to me too. They're so open they don't care who's watching."
Namgung Seojun chimed in.
"In a way, Kim Hoon might be the most adapted to the tower world."
The others nodded in agreement.
Right then, Lee Guho stood with the surrounding female instructors.
"Let's go do it."
Surrounded by three women, his destination was obvious.
"Lee Guho's adapting well too."
"He's insane. It's departure day, and he's gonna bang three at once... now. Ugh."
As Gisohee grumbled again, Jo Jaehun joked with a grin.
"Sohee-ssi, aren't you still too Earth-bound?"
She shot back, glancing at Seojun.
"Me? My boyfriend fucked another woman until this morning, and I'm just watching? I've adapted plenty."
"Ahem."
"Hahaha, true."
Namgung Seojun cleared his throat awkwardly; Jo Jaehun laughed.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Haaah ah! Heheek... ah!!"
Even as the group finished eating and left, Kim Hoon kept group-fucking the prostitutes in the cafeteria.
"Kim Hoon-ssi, pace yourself. It's departure day."
"Yes sir!" Kim Hoon shouted back to Jo Jaehun, but his hips kept pistoning into the woman's pussy.
After the eventful breakfast, the appointed time arrived.
"Sohee-ssi, let's go."
"Yes."
Namgung Seojun and Gisohee packed their bags and headed to the Training Camp entrance. The other party members, ready to depart, were already gathered. Some had come to see them off.
"Congrats on graduating!"
Cheon Zschang extended a hand; Seojun shook it.
"Thank you for your care during training."
"Sure. About that instructor position I mentioned last time—still no?"
The director had offered him an instructor role. It was rare for fresh graduates, but Seojun's skills more than qualified. Instructors earned ample Merit Points, aiding future climbs, so he'd pushed it.
"As I said then, I'll climb with my party."
The director patted his shoulder regretfully, wished him well, and said goodbye.
"Genius, it was an honor teaching you!"
Senior Instructor Pigicheol teased with his rugged face mismatched to his playful tone. Seojun smiled back.
"Thank you for teaching me so well."
"No biggie! It wasn't free—you being an inviter fetched a nice price when I sold the info!"
Pigicheol made a money gesture and laughed, then hugged Seojun lightly.
"With your talent, avoid big mistakes and you'll reach high floors. Use your inviter status wisely—don't fall for tricks!"
His sincere concern bid the disciple farewell.
Next, Seojun shook hands with Instructor Ameri.
"How many times did I tell you? Spirits are friends, right?"
"Yes, yes... I won't forget."
Seojun summoned Sylph, showing their bond, but Ameri's nagging continued.
"Really, cherish them. Think of them as friends... no, daughters. Spirits and summoners must respect each other to grow together."
"Got it."
Only after more scolding did Ameri finally say goodbye.
Finally, Seojun and Sharon exchanged subtle glances, preparing to part.
"Seojun-ssi, thanks for everything."
"Instructor Sharon, thank you too."
They locked eyes and shared a final kiss. Some onlookers went "Ooh," but they finished passionately and continued.
"Contact me if you need help. If you're on low floors, I'll rush over."
"Will do."
Thus, Namgung Seojun bid farewell to Sharon, his temporary lover during Training Camp.
The other party members exchanged goodbyes too. Lee Guho with the many female instructors he'd slept with; Kim Hoon with the prostitutes seeing him off. Jo Jaehun chatted longer with guard instructors he'd bonded with during training; Yuki was fussed over by priests. Gisohee, knowing many, greeted various people—then locked eyes with Sharon and approached.
"Thanks for everything. But in the end, I won."
Both had vied for Namgung Seojun, but Gisohee was climbing with him in the party. Plus, Sharon's join request was rejected—a clear victory for her.
"Yeah. I'm jealous."
Gisohee beamed smugly at Sharon's envious look.
"See you if fate allows."
They parted; Gisohee turned to greet others. Even at her behavior, Sharon smiled—gently stroking her belly.
"Time to head out!"
With farewells done, the group left the Training Camp. Entering the Starting Village on the 1st floor, their true tower life began.