Chapter 215
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 215
Chapter Title: Spec Up
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With the music blaring from all directions as a backdrop, Han Minguk slowly made his way through the crowd of people hurrying along.
"Um, excuse me... Oh, sorry."
"If you have some time, how about grabbing a coffee with me..."
In a world where men were a rare sight, even with most of his face hidden under a large hat and sunglasses, plenty of women still approached him. Most of them were just looking for a one-night fling.
And every time, Minguk lightly raised his hand to brush off their advances.
Arriving at the meeting spot, he checked the message from Shin Ji-min and headed into the room where she was. Inside the spacious lounge were Shin Ji-min and two other women wriggling around drunkenly, thick as thieves with the booze.
'Not quite hero level, but in the old world, they could've been internet sensations.'
Just as he'd seen in the photos, they were stunning even among civilians—top-tier looks and figures. Confident in their appearances, their outfits were provocatively revealing from the get-go.
Shin Ji-min had said their names were So-jin and Eun-seo.
'And among them, Park So-jin...'
She was the one supposedly crazy about men. Her dream was to die crushed under a pile of them or something ridiculous like that. Anyway, the woman sitting alone on the right was So-jin.
The other friend next to Shin Ji-min, Eun-seo, was no slouch either.
Not quite on So-jin's level, but clubbing and hunting for guys every night was her daily routine. Once she snagged one, she sucked him dry of every last drop of vitality. A true man-hunter.
Which explained Eun-seo's deeply plunging V-neck knit dress—perfect club attire. The common thread with So-jin? Both showed plenty of skin.
"Oh, you're here?"
"Who's that?"
So-jin, who had been animatedly recounting her glory days, turned her head at Ji-min's sudden greeting.
"What? Ji-min's boyfriend?"
She let out a surprised voice upon spotting the mysterious man. He wasn't some criminal, yet here he was, striding into their room in a big hat and dark sunglasses, closing the door behind him.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but she only now realized the door had even opened.
"For real? When did you get a boyfriend?"
Eun-seo raised her voice too. The sudden appearance of a man had her wide awake, the buzz from her drinks evaporating in an instant—especially since she'd been debating heading to the club.
While Eun-seo made a fuss, So-jin quickly scanned the guy. Even buzzed, her experienced eyes could tell right away: this was a handsome dude with a killer body.
By then, Minguk had closed the door and walked over to the table. He gave Ji-min a casual wave before sliding right up next to So-jin, who was sitting alone.
"Whoa, whoa, shouldn't you sit next to Ji-min? Come here, I'll move. I've warmed this seat nice and toasty with my ass."
"Don't overdo it. He's not my boyfriend."
"Huh? He's not?"
Eun-seo shot her friend a puzzled look at Ji-min's words.
"Then why's he here?"
Her face screamed, Why walk into the lion's den?
Then she caught sight of him removing his hat and sunglasses, and her jaw dropped involuntarily.
"Ha, ha, ha..."
"Scream and I'll head out."
Eun-seo frantically shook her head, clamping her hand over her mouth at the smooth timbre of his voice ringing in her ears.
So-jin, too, froze stiff as a board upon identifying the man now beside her.
[He's way hotter in person than on TV. Can't even breathe properly up close.]
She'd dismissed it as her friend's usual exaggeration, but it was no lie. So-jin's breath caught at Minguk's otherworldly looks.
"Ji-min mentioned you girls were hanging out, so I swung by. That cool?"
"O-of course! Gl-glass..."
"Hey, don't ring the bell. Servers show up and we're screwed, you know? You wanna advertise there's a guy in here?"
Ji-min smacked Eun-seo's hand away from the bell, then offered an unused soju glass—only to pause and glance at Minguk.
"But do you even drink, oppa?"
Minguk chuckled at the subtle nuance in Ji-min's tone. Come to think of it, he'd never drunk in front of her. Then again, only Tanya, the raid's top drinker, really knew his limits.
"In my raid team, only Tanya outdrinks me."
"Tanya? The Russian tank Tanya Russo?"
"Yeah."
"Ah... Russians don't count."
No one messed with a Russian who chugged cosmetics, perfume, and mouthwash when booze ran dry and still got carried out.
"So you must be a pro drinker then, oppa?"
"Wanna test me?"
As Minguk and Ji-min passed glasses, Eun-seo and So-jin snapped out of it and slyly joined the conversation.
"B-but seriously, you came just to see Ji-min?"
"Wrapped up a dungeon run and heading home, so I stopped by. Casual talk okay?"
"Totally! Oh, fruit? We just drank—pair it as a snack..."
"Hit me."
Eun-seo's eyes turned to hearts at his easygoing vibe, quickly spearing fruit and feeding it to him.
So-jin followed up.
"Only seen you on TV, but you're even hotter in person. Ji-min said the screen doesn't do you justice..."
"You're pretty too."
"F-for real?"
So-jin fluster-fluttered like she'd been bestowed a medal at the light compliment.
This was why guys needed to be hot. The four carried on, Minguk at the center.
The vibe was electric.
So-jin and Eun-seo kept the energy high, terrified he'd get bored and bail. During occasional games, their breathless gasps were blatant at the subtle touches.
'About time...'
Figuring it was go-time, Minguk stretched like his body was stiff.
As he twisted his waist and loosened up, he lowered his arm—naturally draping it over So-jin's shoulders.
If it'd stopped there, she'd have just been startled, maybe chalk it up to a slip. But his hand slid past her collarbone, slipping under her thin top.
Casually groping her breast and nipple.
"Wha...? Wh-what?"
Eun-seo rubbed her eyes at the scene.
A man groping a woman—not the other way around. Unbelievable.
As she short-circuited, Ji-min grinned.
"Oppa, she's got a boyfriend."
"Oh? Better not then."
"You bastard...!"
So-jin spat curses, brain racing at his sudden grope.
Glared daggers at her meddling friend mid-good-time, then plastered herself to Minguk. Boyfriend or not, this guy was leagues beyond her older beau.
Minguk had no intention of stopping, kneading her spongy breasts—soft unlike the muscled heroines forced by dark monster fights.
"Minguk oppa's seriously going for So-jin? For real?"
"Looks like."
"Damn... Should've sat next to him."
Eun-seo squirmed at Ji-min's smirk. If she'd claimed the seat, it'd be her instead.
And sure enough, So-jin—with over half her chest out—was beaming like it was her best day ever, feigning breathy weakness.
"Oppa! That slut's a total perv."
"Nngh! Feels good—don't interrupt? Ah, ah! Choi Eun-seo, remember I hooked you up with that guy you devoured?"
"Ugh..."
Egging on amid her friends' jealous jabs, the pair got steamier.
Minguk's tongue now licked So-jin's breasts as she straddled his lap, fondling his face and moaning lewdly.
Then Minguk beckoned Ji-min, pointing to his crotch.
"Kyaa!"
Ji-min dove under the table at the weird shriek, smacking her wriggling friend's ass before fishing out Minguk's monster from his pants.
'That's insane...!'
Unlike So-jin averting her eyes, Eun-seo gasped outright at the direct view.
The rumor of hero men's endowments was legendary among women.
But eyewitnesses? Near myth. Yet Han Minguk's made the tales look tame—thickness and length beyond imagination.
And Ji-min slurped it eagerly like a treat.
"Mmph...! Oppa, didn't peg you for such a horn dog? Hero adrenaline rush?"
So-jin chimed knowingly, chest thoroughly sucked, squirming to ride him already. But her prize was in her friend's mouth.
"Something like that."
With his reply, Minguk's hand delved between her thighs, fingering through the thin strap's gap.
"Haaah?!"
So-jin arched, shuddering at his pussy-stirring touch. But soon she bucked wildly, using his fingers like a dildo.
"Fuck...! Even fingers feel amazing! What're you doing to me! Aaah! Ahng...!"
Her dress bunched at her waist, she ground furiously on his hand.
Man-eater? No exaggeration.
While So-jin rode his fingers up top, Ji-min kept blowing below. Enjoying them both, his gaze shifted to Eun-seo.
"Ah, ahh! Nn...!"
She'd been fingering herself watching. Their eyes met.
"O-oppa, me too..."
"Come here."
Eun-seo pounced, latching onto his chest.
"Gulp?!"
"Suck it right."
She licked voraciously, slamming Ji-min's head down hard. Ji-min throbbed, throat stuffed, but Eun-seo showed no mercy.
Thus began the room's scorching session.
"Glurk. Gulp!"
Minguk unloaded first in Ji-min's mouth, then yanked his fingers from So-jin's still-bucking pussy, gripping her thighs and standing.
"Kya, kyaa?!"
Hoisted suddenly, So-jin reflexively clung to his neck, eyes bulging. Feeling his hot cock rub her entrance, she gulped.
'What strength...!'
Her wimpy older boyfriend couldn't dream of this. Yet this hunk lifted her effortlessly. Heroes were built different.
And...
"Haak!"
His monster pierced her core.
"Ah! Aaa! Hak!"
Nothing she'd tasted compared to the heaviness; empty gasps escaped her.
Thudding impacts as it pounded her depths relentlessly.
Each thrust, she clutched his face, moaning helplessly. Held like this, no fancy hipwork possible.
"Whoa, no joke? What, Ji-min—you knew?"
"Kinda, from filming."
"So jealous... No wonder you stopped whining about no guys. But shouldn't So-jin be last? She's such a slut—once she starts, she'll go all night..."
Eun-seo frowned at her ecstatic, moaning friend, stamping anxiously lest he exhaust himself.
'Worrywart.'
Ji-min snickered inwardly at Eun-seo.