Lee Guho's Past
Truth be told, the temporary party member Lee Guho had proposed wasn't worth much.
"Non-combatant with a nursing skill? But that skill only helps with recovering from serious injuries... so it's useless in actual fights, right?"
"In exchange, she won't take any share of the loot. I'll cover the travel expenses too. If that's still not enough, you can take a bit from my cut."
It wasn't a great deal, but it was what Lee Guho, the party's top firepower, wanted. So Namgung Seojun asked for the reason.
"What is it? Be honest."
Lee Guho explained what had happened earlier that day.
He and Jo Jaehun had been checking out the temple when they decided to grab lunch at a nearby restaurant.
"Huh?"
On the stage in the center, a man and woman were going at it with raw passion.
Thwack! Thwack!
"Ah... oh! Hnngh!! Ah!!!"
"I love you! I love you!"
"I love you too, hnngh!"
The two gazed into each other's eyes with affectionate looks before sharing a heated kiss. Their movements slowed naturally, but their hips never stopped grinding.
Squelch... squelch...
"Ah, your cock is so hot and dizzying!"
"Clara! Your precious pussy feels incredible! Such a perfect cunt!"
As they fucked, the pair spoke in theatrical tones loud enough for everyone to hear. They were pros, performing for the audience.
Squelch... squelch... thwack! Thwack!
The man switched to a mating press, pounding faster and harder.
"Ah! Now! Cum inside me! Fill my womb with your semen!"
"I'll flood your pussy until it overflows!"
"Aaaah!!!"
The man's hips froze, twitching as he unloaded, while the woman let out a massive moan. When he finally pulled his dick out of her pussy, cum poured out in thick streams.
Clap clap clap clap
It was the classic sex show, met with applause from the onlookers.
"Wow, great performance."
"Cool concept, huh?"
The restaurant doubled as a bar with a central stage for sex shows—a common setup in the Tower World.
Once the two men sat at a table, a slutty waitress in a fishnet cheongsam dress—her tits and pussy fully visible—approached with water and menus, smiling.
"Order from the menu. And if you want... anytime?"
She winked slyly, pointing to "30 bronze" written on her ass.
"You can enjoy me at a cheap price."
Then she bent over, spreading her asshole and pussy with both hands.
"Not just pussy—you can have my ass too. I'm great at anal. It's all clean and ready, so call me anytime."
She stood, bowed, and returned to the counter.
On stage, the man and woman kept kissing and fondling each other even after sex, cleaning up. It was a loving, affectionate fuck—the bar's theme was Earth-style sex between equal lovers.
In the Tower World, where slavery and whores were everywhere and marriage meant nothing, true romance was rare. That's why this made for a good show.
Huh, entertaining.
Lee Guho watched the show enjoyably while waiting for his food.
Suddenly, Jo Jaehun asked to be excused.
"Uh, Guho. Mind if I step out for a bit?"
He was visibly aroused. He'd fallen for one of the waitresses.
Jo Jaehun had lived past 60 on Earth before dying. But his rejuvenated body in the Tower came with raging libido that was hard to ignore sometimes. Seeing a woman who looked just like his ideal '90s idol had set him off.
"Go ahead."
"Thanks."
Jo Jaehun called over the stunning waitress—twice the price at 60 bronze.
"Thank you for calling me. I'll serve you with my best."
Long straight hair, small face, alluring eyes... her tits were a perfect handful with pink nipples. The fishnet cheongsam made her pale skin glow even more.
"Ahem... let's go."
After paying, she hooked her arm in his, rubbing her plump breasts against it.
"Thank you!"
They headed upstairs. These sessions usually lasted 30 minutes, so Lee Guho ate alone, waiting.
Hmm... food's decent.
As he enjoyed his meal and the stage, the previous performers stood and bowed to applause.
Clap clap clap clap
The naked duo greeted the diners before stepping down. A new pair took the stage.
"Huh??"
Lee Guho froze at the sight of the new woman. She greeted the crowd, then locked eyes with him.
"Uh..."
She froze too.
She was someone he'd known on Earth.
They'd met at a cafe in the city square. She sat across from him, and they stayed silent until drinks arrived. Even then, silence lingered until Lee Guho spoke first.
"Ha. If you were gonna leave like that, at least live well. And we meet here?"
"....."
She couldn't respond.
"You should've just been honest back then. Things might've turned out different. Kim Na-young."
Kim Na-young just sipped her drink, speechless.
They'd been lovers on Earth for over three years. Lee Guho had seriously considered marriage. But she'd stabbed him in the back and vanished.
At her request, he'd taken out a 20 million won loan from the bank for her. He'd even asked a close friend to lend her more.
Then she disappeared with the money.
Later, he learned her mom had a serious illness, and she'd borrowed from many people—tens of millions. He understood her desperation, but the betrayal scarred him.
Their story had ended. Yet here they were again.
"Why are you doing this here?"
"I need money."
She was a sex showgirl. Common for the powerless in the Tower to make ends meet.
"You look like production class. Wouldn't it be better to earn with other work?"
Selling sex in the Tower was tough. Fucks cost peanuts. Regular women were horny and easy if you talked smooth, and combat or specialist production women leveled higher, prettier too. Pussy was dirt cheap.
"It's... I'm a nurse, so I need to get to a big city."
Her main skill was Nursing—not direct healing, but speeding recovery. Perfect for long-term weird injuries, not frontline stuff.
Heading to the 15th floor's big hospitals, she'd been scammed and ditched.
She'd sunk her savings into a cheap "bus party" from 5th to 15th. The adventurers running it conned everyone and dumped them on the 11th.
"Woke up the first day here, and they were gone."
"Ha. Idiot."
Lee Guho sighed in frustration.
"So? You've been whoring yourself out like a slut?"
"Th-that's... the only way I could make money..."
Kim Na-young explained her situation honestly, then hesitantly asked,
"Guho... you climbed okay, right?"
Something about her question made him want to brag.
"I'm an inviter."
"......"
Her eyes widened. No further explanation needed. Inviters were Tower elites.
Lee Guho pitied her story. But he didn't want to just help. Nor could he abandon her.
"....."
Conflicted emotions filled his chest. The woman he'd loved most on Earth—who'd betrayed him.
A little aid wouldn't hurt him now. But he didn't want to give it freely.
"Ha."
He sighed.
Kim Na-young knew she had no shame, but mustered courage.
"Guho. Could you... take me to the 15th? Just that far?"
She begged.
"Once I'm there, I can work as a nurse. I have a nursing guild lined up."
She bowed her head.
"Please. I'll beg on my knees? Bark like a dog? Whatever—I'll give you everything I have."
She prostrated herself desperately. Lee Guho watched pityingly, conflicted.
Finally, he decided to bring her to Namgung Seojun.
'Average production class, nurse stats.'
Through God's Eye, she was just a typical summoned.
"Nice to meet you. Namgung Seojun."
"Kim Na-young."
They exchanged light greetings and chatted.
"I heard from Guho. You want to join the party? But no share of loot."
"Of course. Just get me to the 15th—I'll be grateful."
They confirmed the pre-arranged terms. After signing the contract, she got her room assignment and left.
Namgung Seojun spoke more with Lee Guho.
"To the 15th floor metropolis, Kamel... you're responsible for her."
"Yes, thank you, hyungnim."
"And as promised, your reward gets cut a bit until the 15th."
"Got it."
Lee Guho accepted the loss. Thus, Kim Na-young joined Namgung Seojun's party.
That evening, he gathered everyone to introduce her.
"Kim Na-young will join us temporarily to the 15th floor."
Clap clap clap clap
The party clapped without suspicion. Regulars and slaves alike trusted the leader's call.
Only Luda showed slight displeasure.
Namgung Seojun added,
"She's joining to the 15th on a personal request from me and Guho. No cut of profits or merit points, so regulars won't lose out."
Hearing no loot share, Luda nodded approval. Pure greed.
With intros done, Kim Na-young spoke.
"I'm Kim Na-young, production non-combatant. Nice to meet you all."
She shook hands one by one.
"Nice to meet you."
"Welcome."
Starting with Gisohee, she greeted everyone, even slaves.
Finally, in the corner, naked and crouched: Yuki.
"Her...?"
Kim Na-young hesitated. Lee Guho explained.
"Ah, second-class slave just till the 20th."
Slap! Slap!
He smacked Yuki's plump tits a few times.
"New master's here! Greet her!"
"Yes! Yuki, the party's fucktoy. Nice to meet you."
She trembled, prostrating. Kim Na-young glanced at Lee Guho and Yuki.
What... are those two?
She instantly sensed their twisted dynamic.