Chapter 150
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 150
Chapter Title: Sisters? Mother and Daughter?
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'She was a widow?!'
Come to think of it, had Jo Soo-young ever mentioned anything about her dad?
No matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't recall a single story like that.
Beyond that, the only men Minguk knew of in this world—or had even heard of—were Kang Chae-young's family members and the guy from Kim So-jung's story who ran off after learning she was pregnant.
He knew the names of a few other male heroes, but that was about it.
"Wh-what? Why's it getting smaller?"
As the thing that had been filling her up shrank away rapidly, Jo Eun-young twisted in panic. She hurriedly took Minguk's now-diminished member into her mouth and started sucking.
"Mm..."
The intense stimulation wrapping around him made Minguk grab Eun-young's head without thinking. An instinctive urge to ravage her body surged up again.
So what if she's a widow? If we both like it, that's all that matters.
He was just surprised for a moment.
And this world wasn't one to fuss over something like that anyway. It was a crazy place where sister-on-sister action was treated like a woman's ultimate fantasy.
"Slurp, smack. Mmm."
Eun-young's devoted caresses, her tongue wrapping meticulously from base to tip, had Minguk's cock swelling back to its full glory in no time.
As he savored her tongue, Minguk opened his mouth again, curiosity getting the better of him about Soo-young's dad—and Eun-young's ex-husband.
"So, if you were widowed... quite an age gap, huh?"
"Not much of one. I was the older one."
"Then was he frail or something?"
"It was an accident. He was a casualty during a dungeon break."
Minguk fell silent.
A break from an [A-2] difficulty dungeon, right? The original owner of this body hadn't been much for studying, so the details were fuzzy.
At any rate, the one thing he remembered clearly was that the most recent dungeon break in South Korea had been from an [A-2] dungeon.
Recent, my ass...
It was old enough that the landscape had changed completely, but plenty of people still remembered it vividly.
Naturally, it had claimed a staggering number of lives. Over fifty raid parties had been completely wiped out, and more than seven clans had disbanded after all their heroes perished.
And with that, the conversation about Eun-young's late husband came to an end.
Minguk didn't want to risk making things awkward by prying further. Honestly, he regretted bringing it up at all. The dead were best left as fond memories.
"Good work. I'll call you again sometime."
Minguk flashed a smile at the woman gripping the steering wheel of the red sports car.
"Anytime. But I might need you too?"
Minguk beckoned Eun-young with a finger. She sighed and replied,
"...Check my schedule through the group's secretarial office and get back to me. I'll tell them to let you know whenever you ask."
"Got it!"
Satisfied with his response, Eun-young nodded and rolled up the window. Soon, the roar of the engine faded as the sports car sped away.
"Don't chaebol chairwomen usually have chauffeurs instead of driving sports cars themselves?"
She lived as youthfully as she looked, that much was clear.
And from their time entangled together, he'd learned she was a woman of immense ambition too.
All in all, bedding a woman with even more power than team owner Jo Soo-young was a solid win. No way Soo-young would care that he'd slept with her mom...
Whatever the case, the influence wielded by Rose Group's vice chairwoman—or really, its de facto chairwoman—was immense. It was bound to help him and Team GGW.
And as a bonus...
He'd cleared Quu♡'s 'Mother-Daughter Conquest' quest, claiming the reward.
At least it wasn't like with Hyun-jung and Hyun-ah, where he had to bed them at the same time.
Eun-young had dropped him off right near his new place. As he walked home, Minguk pocketed the 81 Sex Coins from the quest reward.
"Finally, I can get one."
The Unique-grade class stone from the Chaos Shop. It cost exactly 81 Sex Coins.
"Heh heh heh."
Unique-grade class stones were so rare that rumors said you needed a pillar of light to even have a shot at one.
And here he was, about to snag one with just a few finger taps.
"Not Legendary, which is a shame, but..."
Guardian Knight, was it? Thinking back to the envy and praise when Hyun-ah got hers, Unique-grade was plenty impressive.
And that was just one example.
The identical Unique class, Focused Healer, went for a whopping 19 million dollars.
Of course, Team GGW's raid party already boasted multiple Legendaries and Uniques.
Not just Hyun-ah's Phoenix Knight, but Witch of the Extreme Cold and Blast Sharp Shooter were Unique-grade too.
"Wonder what I'll get? Melee dealer would be perfect..."
Minguk hummed excitedly. Ideally, a melee dealer—maybe one wielding a greatsword.
It was thanks to Kim So-jung's specs. She'd shone as a melee dealer in every tryout, and as the sole close-range dealer alongside Shiranui Mai, her gear was decent, but her class was a bit ordinary compared to others.
"I'm home."
Out shopping with Yuna, maybe?
The house was quiet as he stepped into the living room. With today being a rest day, they must've gone out somewhere.
Heading to his room, Minguk opened the Chaos Shop again, intent on buying the class stone.
He tapped the purchase button—and his face twisted in dismay.
"You watching? One of you get out here, now."
《Did you call for me, Minguk?》
No sooner had he muttered than a translucent window shimmered into view before him, wobbling like jelly. The speech pattern suggested Ppuu.
"What the hell is this? I paid with coins, so why do I have to hunt monsters?"
Minguk glared at Ppuu, irritation etched on his face. He'd bought it fair and square from the Chaos Shop with coins, but nothing had arrived.
Instead, a ridiculous message popped up, telling him to claim the class stone from a reward box earned by conquering a monster.
《Ehehe, Minguk. We can't hand out class stones or items directly. Big trou—》
A crack echoed from Minguk's neck. The shaking window shrank back, trembling.
《You bought an A-grade Unique class stone, right?! [B-1]! We'll help you get one by clearing just a 5th-grade common monster from a [B-1] dungeon. Normally it'd require a special monster, but we'll switch it to a common one for you!》
The window spat out words in a flurry.
"Why? You gave me Bronze Tickets right away."
《It's because of Garuda. If that guy figures out Chaos and us, it's war. All 12 calamities would swarm at once, putting you in danger.》
"Garuda?"
《Yes. During this expansion, we gave you a Legendary class as a quest reward, remember? Seems the calamities got suspicious because of it.》
"...Hah."
Minguk let out a deep sigh at Ppuu's excuses.
He had no clue what was really going on behind the scenes, but if that was the situation, there was nothing to be done. Tough luck for the desperate guy.
"So no more quests from now on?"
《Oh! No, we can still give quests. We just can't deliver rewards directly for now—we'll have to route them through dungeons, like this. Until the calamities drop their suspicions.》
Was that supposed to be okay?
It felt like whatever hole he poked, they had an excuse—like they were twisting words to suit themselves. Either way, because of it, Minguk had to postpone the joy of his Sex Coin-bought Unique-grade prize.
"So, what now?"
After wrapping up with Ppuu, Minguk flopped onto his bed.
Hyun-ah wouldn't be back till nighttime, it seemed. Which meant he'd be home alone until then...
After a moment's thought, he pulled out his tablet.
Lying there, he figured he'd watch some [A]-rank dungeon raid videos and maybe nap.
Bit hungry, though.
Eun-young had mentioned something coming up, so he'd left the hotel without eating. His stomach rumbled faintly, but getting up to cook sounded like too much effort.
Easy fix: order delivery. Pay in advance, have it left at the door—no risk of blowing his cover.
Meeting the delivery guy wasn't a big deal, but if reporters found his place, life would get real annoying fast.
But then another issue cropped up.
"Eh, what to order?"
Were gods cursed with indecision too? Minguk scratched his head, scrolling through food pics on his phone.
Chicken, pizza, or jjajangmyeon? He couldn't choose. In the end, he ordered all three.
Whatever's left, Hyun-ah can have.
And so, Minguk lounged on his bed, idly watching raid videos while waiting for delivery.
A picture of perfect peace—the total opposite of his chaotic time in Vietnam during the expansion.
"Mommy? Mommy? I made this?"
"Huh?"
So-jung glanced down at the voice calling her name.
Her adorably precious daughter was waving a handmade fan from daycare like a trophy.
The kid's only contribution had been slapping colorful tissue paper onto a pre-made base, but her little four-year-old face beamed with pride.
"Aww, so pretty."
So-jung scooped her daughter into a big hug at the cuteness overload.
"Mommy, no! Stop it!"
The girl squirmed and fussed in the embrace, but even that was lovable to So-jung.
It was past daycare drop-off time, but with this rare day off, she planned to spend it all playing with her little one.
She still felt guilty about being separated so long during Vietnam's expansion. The teacher said she'd only cried the first few days, then got lost in play with friends, but...
As So-jung pondered what to do today, her eyes landed on a small inflatable pool for the balcony.
"Wanna play in the water with Mommy for old times' sake?"
"Yay! Yay!"
So-jung jumped into prep mode at her daughter's cheer.
Filling it with warm water, she dug out the kid's swimsuit from the drawer. Midway through the bustle—
Ding-dong.
"Who is it?"
"Clan management. Are you Hero Kim So-jung? There's a letter for you."
So-jung tilted her head at the man's words.
A letter?
In a world where phones and tablets handled everything, who sent letters? Loan ads? Or the tax office demanding payment? With that thought, she took the envelope from the manager.
"...H-how?"
Her face drained of color.
The letter bore the name of her ex-husband—the irresponsible jerk who'd abandoned her upon learning of the pregnancy. After five long years, contact at last.
"..."
So-jung squeezed her eyes shut after reading the contents.
It was filled with apologies for leaving her and pleas to get back together.