Chapter 15
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Limit Measurement
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Yoo Gayoung began introducing herself with a face that seemed half-resigned, as if she'd given up.
At first, it felt like she'd approached me just to get picked—something like a pity pick. But the moment I acted like I knew her, the atmosphere around Yoo Gayoung shifted subtly.
"I've never slacked on theory studies since I was little. I've mastered every bit of knowledge a hero needs to know."
"Ooh..."
"I've always gotten perfect scores on the written exams at school. Never missed first place. And of course, I aced the Academy entrance written exam too—perfect score, top rank."
Being smart and intellectual is always a plus. As long as you don't look down on or dismiss others because of your knowledge, it's an unbeatable advantage that can never be a minus.
"For the captain I'll meet someday, I've learned bedroom service techniques. Directly from Yoo Sung Group's chairwoman, Yoo Hwaryeon, and Yoo Sung Guild's master, Yoo Soyeon... my grandmother and mother. Thanks to their service, their captains ejaculate happily."
"You learned service techniques?"
"To lead the captain in bed and make him cum smoothly. I can do it gently, without making him feel any resistance."
This was a bit of a minus. A girl my age, same physical age as me, being non-virgin? Even for an outstanding hero candidate, that was a disqualifying deduction. I hesitated.
"Hmm..."
"If you choose me, you'll get Yoo Sung Group's support. Even though I'm the discarded child... Being chosen by a captain gives them reason to take me back. Especially someone like you, Lee Hyunwoo—they'd light up and pour in support."
"Discarded? Why?"
Does it even make sense for a royal family of chaebol heirs to discard their third-generation scion? It was beyond my understanding.
Yoo Gayoung gave a bitter smile, biting her lower lip. A surge of intense emotion flickered beneath her eyes. The feelings she couldn't hide were darker than I'd imagined.
"Because I'm trash that doesn't fit Yoo Sung Group."
"Huh?"
Crude words slipped from Yoo Gayoung's mouth. I could feel the grim aura in them. My voice naturally softened. I wondered how to comfort her...
"Their bloodline is supposed to be so great, after all. They expected at least S-rank powers from their granddaughter and daughter. They couldn't stand their first granddaughter awakening something as lame as C-rank body enhancement. So Grandma and Mom abandoned their first granddaughter and made a second one."
"...You got discarded for that reason?"
"Yes. From the moment my powers awakened... I was thrown out of Yoo Sung Group. Became an unwanted duckling in the Nakdong River. I tried everything I could..."
"...D-don't cry."
"Hic..."
Did I have anything to wipe her tears with? No way I'd have a handkerchief rummaging through my pockets—we tough guys just use our sleeves. We don't even carry that stuff. Hell, we don't cry in the first place.
Yoo Gayoung looked up at me with teary eyes. Her once bold, resolute voice trembled pitifully. Like hanging from a frayed rope over a cliff.
"Without a captain, I couldn't do anything. The best I could manage was mastering theory perfectly... That's it... No one in Yoo Sung Group acknowledged it."
"......"
"All the attention and expectations went to my sister. I became Yoo Sung Group's unwanted baggage after awakening my pathetic power. When my sister awakened one of the top-tier powers, the bullying got even worse."
"That's pretty harsh, everyone..."
"That's why I want to show Yoo Sung Group. That the kid they threw away grew up like this."
She pleaded with tears, begging me to take her in. Yoo Gayoung clung to me with such desperate eyes. She looked so pathetic, it made me question if she really was a chaebol heiress.
"If Hyunwoo helps me, it's possible. You're already rumored as the greatest captain candidate in Korean history—the best ever."
"I'm pretty damn good, yeah."
It was a little embarrassing. All I'd done was sex and blowjobs, yet here I was hearing genius-of-the-century talk. Even with iron plates all over my face, it wasn't enough.
"Compared to you, Hyunwoo, I'm worthless. But I'm ready to devote everything to you."
"We've only just met."
"Time doesn't matter. What matters is that a man more virile and outstanding than any ordinary captain out there is right in front of me."
Yoo Gayoung was sincere. Her blazing eyes showed no hint of giving up. The change from earlier felt awkward.
"Hyunwoo. Do you know how important the first bond between a captain and hero is?"
"First bond? Sex?"
"Yes."
I didn't know the details. Internet info had its limits.
But I knew the first sex between captain and hero—the crew formation ceremony at the Academy—was crucial.
'Efficiency. Offering virginity makes the captain's semen way more efficient.'
Especially the heroine's virginity carried heavy weight. Not just some virgin membrane bullshit from my old world.
"If we set an ordinary captain's semen at 100 for a first-time hero, a captain who receives virginity sees efficiency rise day by day with shared time."
"That's huge."
"That's why getting into the Academy matters. They test male students' stamina and rank them for admission."
The boys admitted to Korean Hero Academy were, without exaggeration, the top stamina monsters among guys our age.
"Hero-aspiring girls don't have sex before meeting their captain. Even if they like someone, they hold back for their first time with the captain."
"You might be stuck with your first-year captain till death?"
"If you think that way, you can't meet a captain. The agreement happens a month after enrollment, at the crew formation ceremony."
"Ah... You know a ton."
A picture's worth a thousand words. Hearing it from Yoo Gayoung's soft voice beat any internet search—it stuck right in my head.
"I want to be with you, Hyunwoo. If we build time together, even I can show enough potential."
Yoo Gayoung asked cautiously.
"Have you filled your heroes yet?"
"No...?"
"How many girls have approached you...?"
"No one but you."
No girls had actually approached me. Just some stalker weirdo. Probably filming this right now.
Yoo Gayoung's eyes sparkled. Sharp like a wildcat spotting prey. She licked her lips, wetting them.
"Can you give me one chance?"
"Chance?"
I had plenty of time before deciding the crew.
"Even after crew formation, captains can drop heroes. The crew revolves around the captain."
"Sounds kinda cruel, calling it 'dropping'."
"There are plenty of girls to replace heroes, but no boys to replace captains. That's just how it is."
Yoo Gayoung scooted closer. She smoothed her fluttering skirt over her hips and sat demurely. A sweet fragrance wafted over. My dick hardened.
"If I don't please you, Hyunwoo, drop me anytime. If a hero fails the captain's expectations, it's her fault."
"I'm not that heartless."
"Can you give me one chance? I'll work hard to win your heart by the crew formation in a month. So..."
I met Yoo Gayoung's eyes. Her calm pupils trembled anxiously. A sudden question popped up.
"You learned service techniques at Yoo Sung Group? How do you practice?"
I wanted my crew heroes to be virgins. Their bodies for me alone. Trash mindset in my old world, but maybe acceptable here?
"We have tools. Ones molded from real men's dicks to hone service skills. Various sizes, so we can handle any captain..."
Not the answer I wanted. I phrased it wrong. I ditched my old worldview and recalled the new one etched in my brain.
"...You're a virgin?"
To my dumb question, Yoo Gayoung nodded confidently, as if it were obvious. She boasted about her value like a product pitch. Desperately spilling everything.
"Virgin, yes. Never even held a guy's hand. Grandma and Mom said it'd taint compatibility with my captain... No such management after awakening, but I stuck to all-girls schools, imagining my captain..."
"I love you, Gayoung."
"...Pardon?"
Yoo Gayoung blinked in confusion. Before she caught up, I asked what mattered now: Yoo Sung Group info.
"If I become your captain, I get to be the chaebol son-in-law?"
"...If I become Yoo Sung Group's heir...?"
"Perfect."
My retirement plan started now.
"First, can you suck my dick? It's hard because of your scent—you gotta take responsibility and drain it."
I unbuckled, yanked down pants and underwear in one go. Yoo Gayoung's eyes twitched. She looked as lost as I felt.
"Gayoung, hurry."
"You'll really be my captain? Why? My C-rank power... just body enhancement..."
"Why? No big reason."
I grabbed her shoulders, pulled toward my dick, and explained.
"Pretty face, big tits and ass, and rich?"
"Just for that...?"
"That's what matters most to me."
Good or bad powers? Who cares. Pretty and fuckable was priority. My heroes chosen by my balls' twitch.
Yoo Gayoung hesitated with my dick at her lips. Stunned like a deer in headlights. Couldn't take her hot breath teasing me. For Yoo Gayoung dallying before a real cock, I gently pressed her light green hair.
"Show me chaebol heiress technique."
"......"
Yoo Gayoung shot me a glare and took the glans in her mouth.