Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Limit Measurement
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Captains have to form crews. No one's forcing them to, but it's essential if you want to make it as a captain in this world.
A captain alone has no power at all. Captains exist to support heroes. Captains and heroes need each other. The only reason captains are so valuable is that there are overwhelmingly fewer men.
A captain gathers as many heroes as he can handle under the banner of a crew.
Then, as needed, he selects members to tackle gates. Sometimes they provide civilian support, other times they take down vicious villains. The captain leads his crew through all sorts of missions.
I'm no different. No matter how much recognition my dick has earned me, without heroes to fight in my place, I'd be nothing. Just a dog in heat. Nothing more, nothing less.
'Of course, in this world, I could probably live pretty comfortably anyway...'
Now that things have turned out this way, I want to become the best in the world. If I can keep my dick hard and produce good semen, it's totally doable. It's not some vague dream like the ones I had in my old world.
"For starters, I'm thinking of taking both of you into my crew and building the team from there."
It was probably a predictable step. Jeong Sua or Yoo Gayoung—they must have had some inkling. It's not like one captain per hero in some monogamous setup.
The number of heroes in a crew grows based on what the captain can handle. In my case, it might end up more than the minimum five. I haven't set a final limit.
Still, they probably didn't expect it to happen today. Blood might not bind us, but sharing semen makes us family. They never imagined the day new comrades joined would be today—
"...".
"Shall we head inside first?"
Jeong Sua and Yoo Gayoung exchanged awkward glances. Their expressions were so different it was funny. Watching them made me feel strangely guilty, like I'd committed some crime.
'It's like I've dragged two girls who seem totally incompatible and forced them together, expecting them to get along without a word...'
At their first meeting, Jeong Sua had put on the haughtiest act she could manage. Judging by the book in her arms, she was probably trying to draw attention in her own way.
To me, it just looked ridiculous. Her whole vibe was like a pampered puppy raised with love. Sticking out her chest with that cute face didn't suit her at all...
Compare that to Yoo Gayoung. On first glance, she had the sharp look of a chaebol heiress. You might get slapped just for talking to her. In any other world, I wouldn't even dream of approaching her. Her appearance screamed distance to a commoner like me.
But what do you know. Up close, she was mewling like an abandoned kitten. Despite her fragile aura, she had more guts than anyone, charging right at me first. Was her aggressive opportunism a trait inherited from her royal family bloodline?
"Anyway. Just sit tight for a bit."
The captain chief's dorm, lavish enough to rival a penthouse by a factor of thirty-two. I sat them at the table and went to grab drinks.
"I'll help."
Even for a quick kitchen run, Yoo Gayoung wouldn't stay put. She followed me instead of sitting. Jeong Sua hesitated, glancing around, then trailed after her. The fridge area got crowded.
"Damn—."
A hollow laugh escaped me. It was amusing seeing them bustle about, trying to play host in my own house.
My invited guests each grabbed their own drinks. They returned to their seats, one in each hand.
Yoo Gayoung had coffee, Jeong Sua hot chocolate.
"...".
Jeong Sua alternated stares between her mug and Yoo Gayoung's coffee cup. Steam rose from the sweet-smelling hot chocolate—it had to taste sugary—but she scowled at Yoo Gayoung like something was wrong.
I couldn't figure out why.
"I've already talked things over with Gayoung, so there's nothing more to discuss there."
C-rank or whatever, if she's pretty, that's enough. As the saying goes, good-looking rice cakes taste best, and plump heroes are the best to nurture. Captains and heroes grow stronger together the longer they're paired.
'If we team up from first year at the Academy, even a C-rank ability can get plenty strong.'
Someone like chaebol third-gen Yoo Gayoung wouldn't cling to being a hero without a plan. There had to be a way to enhance her ability.
"...Hyunwoo..."
As I firmly sealed the crew recruitment, Yoo Gayoung gazed at me with sparkling eyes. It didn't suit her at all—but...
The emotions in those eyes were crystal clear. Relief. Even repeating our park bench talk felt fresh to her, like she heard it for the first time. She must have been more anxious than she let on.
Knowing a woman desperately needed me—a man like me—felt pretty damn good. Especially when all she wanted was my dick. Pure sex appeal.
'That's my retirement plan set.'
I turned to Jeong Sua. I needed to align with her too, since she'd be in my crew. Her sudden ride down on the 50th-floor exclusive elevator had led here, but we hadn't really started yet.
"I want to join your crew too."
Jeong Sua was confident. As if it were natural for the top candidate like her to join the top captain candidate's crew. She straightened her back, lifted her chin, and took a big gulp of hot chocolate.
"Hot—!"
She stuck out her tongue and scrunched her brow. Looked like she'd burned it chugging the scalding drink.
What the hell? What exactly was in that 'How to Capture a Captain' book on the table? I was dying to know. Her actions made no sense.
I asked again.
"Why? What's your reason for joining my crew?"
"Reason?"
"Gayoung wants to show Yoo Sung Group what she's got. She'll fire off one hell of a lawsuit at her grandma and mom for dismissing her potential based on one awakened ability. I'm going to help with that plan. You?"
Jeong Sua pouted and glared at Yoo Gayoung. Like she had no idea about that goal. A dumbstruck look crossed her face for a moment.
Yoo Gayoung awkwardly smiled, avoiding Jeong Sua's gaze. She sipped her coffee—carefully, unlike Jeong Sua.
"It doesn't have to be fancy. If you've got a goal, that's enough. I'm aiming to be the world's top captain. Sure, we're just Academy freshmen now, but it's not a bad target, right?"
Sharing goals like this might spark better synergy than expected. Instead of vaguely graduating the Academy, becoming a hero, clearing gates, and earning money—
That ordinary future isn't bad either. Ordinary is one of those outcomes that's hard to achieve. The key is voicing it yourself. Declaring what you want.
'That way, I have an excuse to water them with my dick.'
Jeong Sua met my eyes. Her pupils trembled. She drummed her fingers on the table anxiously, her focus scattered.
She seemed torn on whether to tell me.
"If I tell you? You'll really be my captain?"
"Yeah. I'll be your captain."
"...'How to Capture a Captain', Chapter 12: Never show weakness—."
"Women can show weakness sometimes. That's why men's shoulders are broad."
Got it. That book is useless. Perfect kindling for firestarting.
"...".
Jeong Sua took a moment to gather her thoughts. Was she worried showing frailty would make me reject her? She hesitated more seriously than I'd expected.
By the time her hot chocolate had cooled completely—
"Mom's in the hospital. She was active as a hero, but she got 'semen addiction'—."
"...Huh?"
I doubted my ears. I stared at Jeong Sua, wondering if I'd misheard. Her face was dead serious; I couldn't even ask.
Did she just say semen addiction...?
"If semen is taken improperly under extreme stress, it leads to addiction symptoms. It's like shock. To treat semen addiction, you need semen full of yang energy—in massive amounts."
"Ahh..."
Jeong Sua's mom was bedridden from semen addiction—
My head spun. Words failed me. How do you even process this? Should I spit out the words on my tongue? Even a macho guy like me hesitated.
"Getting semen costs money, treatment costs money. I need money. I never wanted to be a hero. At my age, the only way to get men's semen and earn cash... was enrolling at the Academy."
Jeong Sua spilled all her pent-up vulnerability. By my values, the condition sounded laughable, but she was desperate.
She entered the Academy to pay mom's bills, courted the most virile captain to save her.
Me being here was her greatest stroke of luck.
"...That's my goal."
Jeong Sua gauged my reaction. She'd been honest as a captain might want, but fretted I might change my mind.
Don't worry. I'm Lee Hyunwoo, macho man. Not spineless enough to run when my dick is needed.
"Good. Saving your mom makes it more urgent than me or Gayoung's goals by far."
"...I won't nitpick others' dreams."
"Just a figure of speech."
Dreams like "I want to be a normal hero" could come true in any captain's crew. It wasn't reason enough to bury your bones in Lee Hyunwoo's crew, armed only with dick and lust.
Knowing her goal lightened my heart. Needing me for sure was the strongest bond.
"You know what Peach Garden Oath is?"
"Peach Garden Oath?"
"It's from Romance of the Three Kingdoms, where Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei swore brotherhood in a peach garden. You don't even know that?"
Jeong Sua floated a question mark over her head, clueless about Peach Garden Oath. Yoo Gayoung confidently explained it. And me, baffled by these three sudden names.
"Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei? Who're they?"
"The generals who founded Shu Han in Romance of the Three Kingdoms."
"...".
Famous figures turned into women, apparently.
"Anyway."
Scraaaape—.
I shoved my chair back and stood. I lifted my uniform jacket and unbuckled my belt.
For the three of us to swear a Peach Garden Oath, we needed something to clink like ceremonial cups. The perfect substitute hung between my legs.
My dick—
"...What are you doing?"
"Peach Garden Oath."
I undid my belt, dropped my pants. My erect dick strained against my underwear, glans raised high. Already leaking precum from anticipation.
"Me, Yoo Gayoung, Jeong Sua. We'll push and pull each other until our goals are met. Dying together is too scary, so skip that."
"...".
I dropped my underwear too and stepped back, making space for them to kneel.
"Come kiss the glans quick. It's the mandatory ritual for joining my crew."
"This is the Peach Garden Oath?"
"Yep."
Both girls had already licked and sucked my dick. A kiss was nothing. Perfect rite to set the crew formation mood.
"...Somehow, this captain makes me feel secure, but also like the future's pitch black."
Yoo Gayoung rose from her chair and knelt before my dick. She didn't kiss alone. Sensing what I wanted, she waited for Jeong Sua.
Jeong Sua approached late, looking up at me for confirmation if this was right. I stroked her head approvingly.
"I may have only my dick and balls to offer, but with them, I'll help you achieve your dreams. March 3, 2121—macho man Lee Hyunwoo swears it."
As soon as I finished, Yoo Gayoung and Jeong Sua locked eyes. A strange trust bloomed between them. Their faces drew close.
Kissing my glans would naturally lead to them kissing each other. Imagining the sight made my balls boil.
Heroes in a captain's crew may not share blood, but sharing his semen makes them family.
Comrades who'd tread thorny paths together ahead—
"Nice to be with you, Sua."
"...Me too. Looking forward to it."
Yoo Gayoung smiled brightly and pressed her lips to my glans. Following suit, Jeong Sua kissed my dick. Two pairs of lips met my crotch.
Smooch— Smooch—.
"Gonna cum...! Who wants it...!"
A celebratory ejaculation was imminent. But the girls just eyed each other. Neither wanted to raise a hand first in this awkward standoff.
I decided to accommodate them.
"Cups! Grab the cups!"
They could share amicably if I shot into their glasses.
Yoo Gayoung and Jeong Sua rushed over with their cups. Half full still.
"Huuu...!"
Splurt— Splurt—.
Their half-drunk coffee and cooled hot chocolate. I topped them off with my cream.
Blub, blub—.
"Drink up."
I shook out every last drop.
Yoo Gayoung downed her coffee without hesitation. The cup bottom showed. A stark contrast to her earlier refined sips.
Jeong Sua didn't hold back either, gulping the lukewarm hot chocolate. She emptied the mug fast. Not hot, so easy to swallow.
"Tomorrow, let's ace that Limit Measurement. Okay?"
I wiped the hot chocolate from Jeong Sua's lips and gave Yoo Gayoung a thumbs-up. They both smiled, each in their own way.