Hunting and Growth
Sitting on the sofa, the troublemaker quickly slides in beside me. She's the most flirtatious type, all talk and chatter.
Pilates exudes quiet, mature sexiness... The pharmacist still seems a bit awkward, but her occasional speech patterns reveal quite an intellectual side.
After all, someone aiming to be a pharmacist must have studied quite well.
The female teacher is a natural slut. She approaches me who's sitting and asks if I can wipe her feet for her.
I nod, and she quickly brings water and washes my feet. Not just washing, she's giving a thorough massage.
"Can I use my tongue?"
"Of course."
The female teacher now uses her tongue to lick and caress each toe one by one.
The female teacher's enthusiasm draws the attention of the other women. Their gazes toward her are varied.
Is she doing all this just to get attention? I wonder if they're thinking that.
I reach over and grope the breast of the troublemaker sitting to my left, then comfortably lie back on the sofa.
"Pharmacist. Come sit over here."
"L-like this?"
The pharmacist awkwardly sits primly on my right. I reach out, pull her close, and start groping her ass.
Her natural reaction is to nestle into my arms when I touch the pharmacist's butt.
Pilates watches from slightly apart, her mouth slightly open. She seems unable to join in. Her personality is like that—she's the type who gets torn down rather than showing affection.
Still, she quickly comes behind me and massages my shoulders diligently.
Feeling a soft sensation on my head, I look up to see Pilates lowering her chest and gently pressing my head against it. Is she trying to appeal with this?
"Feels good. Take your breasts out and do it."
At my words, she immediately lifts her top and removes her bra, exposing her bare breasts.
The troublemaker does the same, lifting her clothes to bare her breasts.
I slip my hand into the pants of the woman on my right and grope her bare ass, occasionally brushing against her crotch line. It's already wet.
When I bring my mouth to her, she shyly kisses me.
Her tongue moves inside while her pussy juices flow out steadily.
"I don't get drunk easily on alcohol, and it disappears quickly even if I drink."
"Ah... Your constitution must be amazing. Since your strength is so great, the influence on your muscles is huge..."
The pharmacist's medical explanation flows smoothly. As expected of an elite.
Today I survived the brink of death. Even if I get injured, I recover easily, but that doesn't mean I won't get hurt. Bones break, flesh tears. Instead, the advantage is that even if I get hurt, I can tear the opponent apart.
Since I survived today, I should enjoy today.
I make all four women take off their clothes and lie face down on the sofa.
The women lying prone with their asses sticking out, their pussies completely exposed.
I watch quietly, and the women turn their heads back to look at me.
The troublemaker seems excited.
The female teacher is already horny.
Pilates has a lewd expression, dripping with sensuality.
The pharmacist's face is completely red from embarrassment. Her posture is awkward. Everyone is thrusting their asses lewdly, but she's the only one with a stiff, rigid posture.
"Lower your waist and lift your ass high."
I approach the pharmacist, touch her waist and ass to adjust, and slightly spread her legs. I caress the area between her legs while spreading them.
Her thin waist and wide hips make her the sexiest body.
"L-like this... I-I feel embarrassed..."
"Feeling embarrassed makes it sexy. Haaah..."
"W-why are you laughing..."
"No, the way your pussy is twitching feels like it's saying something."
"N-no way?! Ah, no..."
At my words, the other women giggle and laugh. The pharmacist twists her body in embarrassment but doesn't break the pose with her ass out, just sits there.
My cock slides into the pharmacist's pussy while fingers go into the pussies of the women on both sides.
I slowly thrust my hips and move my fingers together.
The women's moans erupt as I rotate and fuck each pussy in turn.
Even while fucking all four of them, I have more than enough stamina and energy to satisfy everyone.
Does Super Regeneration produce endless semen?
* * *
Deep into the night, I prepare to go hunting.
Of course, our food supply is quite abundant right now. About ten people can survive for several months.
But how can we grow our power? If we want to increase the number of people, we need even more food.
Moreover, just having manpower without combat power only becomes a minus, and unreliable manpower is even worse.
It would be good to recruit a small elite like fighters, but manpower doesn't always appear as you wish.
The most reliable way is through hunting to improve my abilities.
The best method I can do now is to eliminate evil people who harass good people and occasionally fuck pretty women.
I go out with the fighter, the black guy, and the lockpicker.
I carry the Air Gun and wear a handgun. Everyone except me carries crossbows.
I have a lot of bullets but not many, so I plan to save the handgun for emergencies or facing large-scale enemies. Also, the loud noise of the handgun could attract other nearby guys.
When night falls, the surroundings become quiet.
I've realized my hearing has developed so I can hear even distant quiet sounds. On a quiet night, even small sounds from far away can be detected.
People hiding in small groups are silent, so no special noise occurs.
But those who act like looters, forming groups and operating at night, make noise even in the dead of night.
Whether it's drinking and chatting among themselves or fucking women, all are noisy actions.
I lead the way, relying on my enhanced hearing to head toward the source of the noise.
We arrive in front of a small villa.
From the sounds outside, there are four men and one woman. The woman seems to be joining the noisy chatter, so it doesn't look like a portal.
I climb to the second floor, the lockpicker opens the door and I signal for the others to wait behind.
I open the door first and fire the Air Gun, and the others immediately fire their crossbows.
In an instant, all four fall.
After reloading, I slowly enter inside. I see guys groaning in pain with blood flowing and one woman.
The woman holds a jungle blade and shouts.
"D-don't come any closer!!"
*Thud!*
An Air Gun bullet hits the woman's forehead and she flies backward. She's just an ordinary-looking woman with nothing special.
The other guys are all finished off for confirmation.
Too easy. Groups of ten or fewer are easily wiped out as long as we take the initiative.
I gather food and usable items. Usable items include toilet paper, wax, women's products, and condoms. Looking through the dead woman's bag, I find birth control pills and a large dildo.
The dildo must be quite precious. I'll take it too since there will be uses for it.
We head back out onto the street.
The next group we find is where four men are staying.
We slowly climb the stairs of the low-rise office building. When we reach the door, voices come from inside.
"We should only rob houses with old people or women. The groups making portals are increasing, so it's getting dangerous."
"I know. But how do we find only those houses? And most houses with only old people have probably already been robbed."
"Houses with just women are the jackpot... I want to have fun too."
"Yeah. But probably the women have started attaching themselves to guys who can protect them."
The lockpicker opens the door and we fire the Air Gun and crossbows. The guys fall in an instant.
Checking the ones twitching, I realize they're older than I thought. They look over forty on average.
Looking at the safety helmets and equipment on one side of the house, I guess their jobs roughly.
Walking a bit, I hear noise from an alley in the distance.
I approach cautiously with quick steps.
Inside the dead-end alley, I see three men. And a half-naked woman leaning against the wall, bent over and being fucked.
On the floor lies one fallen man. Probably her companion.
"Hey, hurry up. The woman can't hold out long."
"Shit, that's a shame. I found a pretty woman after a long time."
I signal to my subordinates and aim the Air Gun.
"Bang!"
I shoot first, the guy who had lowered his pants and was fucking the woman screams, and then the crossbows fire, hitting the other two.
"Aaaah! Who the hell are you."
"R-run! You have to run!"
The guys falling from the Air Gun and bolts wriggling.
I walk over, reload the Air Gun, and shoot each one trying to stand up for confirmation.
Approaching the woman who was being raped, she has collapsed weakly on the floor. There's a big wound on her side and blood keeps flowing. She's almost out of her mind from blood loss.
The fallen male companion on the floor is also nearly in a coma state.
I quietly stab both of them with a knife to end their last breaths.
Hunting continued all night.
I only target small groups of ten or fewer. When the bag is full of food, I return to the apartment, empty it, and head out again.
My stamina is enough for at least three hours of hunting.
"Brother, you seem born to kill people... Even today, how many were there..."
The fighter looks at me with a slightly fearful face. But the expression mixes a bit of awe rather than fear.
"Evil looters should be killed in advance so good citizens don't suffer, right? We're doing well."
That's contradictory.
The guys we killed seem more like ordinary people than delinquents. And in this situation where everyone is looting to survive, who is more evil?
In the end, the one who fights and wins survives, but it seems we're killing too many right now.
I killed about ten more and found a group in an empty office building.
One woman in office attire is tied to a chair while a man tears her clothes with a knife to expose her important parts.
After tearing her white blouse and cutting her bra, her large white breasts pop out. Lifting her skirt and tearing her black stockings and panties reveals a bushy pussy.
With my improved vision, I can see even small sounds and large sounds clearly even on this street.
A woman crying and begging to be saved, and a group watching her. Six men, three women.