Chapter 24

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 24

Chapter Title: Anonymous

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[Yoo Gayoung] ─ Our class ended early. Can I come see you? Afternoon 01:19

My smartphone buzzed while I was lounging in the dorm. A ping from Yoo Gayoung. Not the group chat with Jeong Sua, but a sneaky private one.

Classes should've just started, but hers was already over. Probably fallout from the Limit Measurement. Unlike Class A, the other girls hadn't gotten any semen. Their wombs were tingling, strength drained from their bodies in that semen exhaustion haze, leaving them wheezing.

'Class A must be pushing through.'

Lim Sarang had sent me back first. Meaning she had no plans to wrap up quick. Not like Yoo Gayoung's class, ending after a measly ten minutes—she wouldn't pat herself on the back for letting us out a few minutes early.

[Yoo Gayoung] ─ Personal bonding between Captains and Heroes is really important.

[Yoo Gayoung] ─ We made that oath yesterday, but aside from that, I want time to get closer.

[Yoo Gayoung] ─ I'm not after your semen. Really.

[Yoo Gayoung] ─ I know how tough that is, so I don't want to burden you.

[Yoo Gayoung] ─ I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just want to meet you, see your face, and show my gratitude. That's all. Afternoon 01:27

I read them but didn't reply, and Yoo Gayoung started firing off messages in a panic. Just text, but the desperation seeped through. How urgent was she to blast them without a pause for my response?

I let it hang for a beat, then replied.

[Lee Hyunwoo] ─ Yeah, come up. Afternoon 01:28

The intercom rang the second I hit send. Timing so perfect, I half-thought one of the chairwomen had the wrong penthouse.

Luckily, Yoo Gayoung's face filled the screen. She'd come right up and messaged from the door.

'She looks pale.'

I headed to the entrance and opened up. No real need to meet her there, but my body moved anyway. The penthouse still felt new.

"Hyunwoo...!"

Yoo Gayoung stood outside. The door cracked open, and her face lit up faster than the city sky after a downpour.

"Come in."

"...Excuse me."

She slipped in straight from her own room, still in uniform, claiming my penthouse like she belonged. As if scared I'd chase her off, she hustled inside, dropping her bag and hanging her jacket.

"Hoo."

She exhaled like a mission accomplished. Pretty funny sight. Her looks didn't match the goofiness, but it came off cute anyway.

"How'd the Limit Measurement go?"

I asked while brewing coffee casually. She'd already thanked me via ping, and the Academy's highlight today had been that test.

"Yes!"

Yoo Gayoung balled her fists, grinning ear to ear. Like her earlier gloom was a lie—pure sunshine now. Who knew she could smile like that? It hit me that way.

"Thanks to your semen. My body enhancement struggles with Level 5 Lizardmen, but today? Breezed right through."

"Nice?"

"I'll handle it. You just sit and wait."

Yoo ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Gayoung plopped down for the long haul, reclaiming her poise and hijacking my kitchen. She snatched the mug and beans, shoving me out with her ample hips. From my sacred penthouse—my turf!

"Eek! Hyunwoo?!"

I grabbed that ass firm, kneaded it, then stepped back to the table outside the kitchen. She stared, flustered, eyes wide as full moons.

"Level 5 Lizardman too tough?"

"...Yeah... My superpower's way, way lacking..."

Yoo Gayoung started sneaking peeks at me. Forgot all about the ass grope, clocking her own situation instead. Wasn't meant to make her squirm.

"Get stronger from now on."

"......"

Her shoulders slumped. Not like those full tits suddenly got heavier. My long-term pep talk must've bummed her out.

I switched topics quick to lighten the mood.

"Captains and Heroes get stronger the more they bond, right?"

"Precisely, the Hero's power—"

"How does it work? I don't know the details."

I could look it up. Internet's an ocean of info—few searches and I'd know plenty. But nah. Digging in felt like a chore; no drive.

'Call me Finger Princess... Nah. Dick Prince.'

Prime alpha specimen Lee Hyunwoo here. Princess ain't my vibe.

"Most efficient? Hero constantly ingesting Captain semen. Simpler and faster than full sex, and absorption through the womb isn't much better."

"Constantly?"

"As long as the Captain's stamina and virility hold up—steady, periodic doses double growth at least..."

"So that boosts the Hero's superpower?"

"Yes."

Yoo Gayoung brought the brewed coffee over, setting a mug before me and sitting opposite. Then shot me a sly glance.

She'd pinged she wasn't after semen. But now in here, eyes screamed she wanted it. Hoping for a load, plain as day.

"No semen needed, huh."

"...N-not needed, but if you offer... I wouldn't refuse."

"Shameless."

"......"

Teased her playful, got an unexpected reaction. Her eyes welled up, face wobbling like she'd burst into tears any second.

Shit—my body moved on instinct. Shoved the chair back with my ass, stood, dropped my pants. Yoo Gayoung forced a trembling smile through quivering lips.

Smile or sob? Hard to tell. But real, unlike Jeong Sua's fake vibe. No acting. Yoo Gayoung was truly bittersweet and thrilled.

"I-I don't wanna be like this either... Know it's shameless... But today's Limit Measurement? Made me so happy."

"What got you so happy?"

"Thanks to you, I shut down those kids who look down on me. That wall I couldn't breach no matter how hard I studied or trained? Felt paper-thin. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠The possibility—of proving myself to Mom and Grandma—it got clearer..."

Emotions welled up solo; she cut off. Couldn't hold the sob rising from her gut, let it spill. Always carried a handkerchief, but nah—wiped tears with her sleeve.

"Drip. Don't cry. Water flows down only. Man or woman."

"...Not crying."

"Yeah?"

She was reining it in. Impressive control. Must've flashed back to the test, cracking her guard.

I kept dangling my dick, comforting her.

'Wanna cum.'

Hard? Bust. Natural combo. I nudged my cock toward her face. Prodded her cheek; she let out a giggle.

"Kinda weird timing, but suck my dick?"

"...Can I?"

"Gonna cum once and deflate. Otherwise, it's annoying."

Grabbed her hand, placed it on my dick. She flinched at the warmth against her palm, then gently gripped it.

"For real?"

"What, fake?"

"...Can I eat it?"

"It's hard. Hero's job to fix Captain's discomfort, right?"

"Servicing the Captain comfortably is one Hero duty, yeah..."

Even after yesterday, this setup felt awkward to her.

"Hurry... Don't wanna? Hate semen? Give it to Sua then."

"N-no. Want it. Let me have it."

"Then suck."

"Okay."

Yoo Gayoung shifted eagerly, focusing on my dick inches from her face.

"Wait, hang on."

Grabbed my still-vibrating smartphone.

"Call?"

"Nah."

"Then what...?"

"Posted something; comments exploding."

Attention wouldn't quit. Reply-chaining for hours. Tempted to mute notifications.

"Oh. That pic—your dick for real?"

"Tested it out. Good shot, huh?"

"......"

Yoo Gayoung gave a hollow laugh. Like her earlier tears were fake—pure resignation now.

"Only way for Heroes to get stronger? Semen?"

"Most efficient for now, yeah."

"Others?"

"Virginity, mental sync, pregnancy... Tricky right now."

"Guess no choice then."

Snapped a pic. Rock-hard dick. Staring back from the screen, felt unreal.

But lacking. Basic dick pic? Already did that. Craved bigger agro.

"Hold the dick."

"...Like this?"

Her hand popped into frame. Small, pale fingers wrapping my dark meat. Stark contrast screamed lewd.

"Still meh. You snap one?"

Make it dirtier. Pulled every porn trick I knew.

"......"

Yoo Gayoung took my phone. One hand gripped my dick, the other photographed it. I slipped both my hands into shot.

"Stand. Top-down. Dick and hands only. Perfect."

Spread 'em. V-sign. My pick: peace.

"Really shooting?"

"Yeah. Quick."

"Taking it—"

Yoo Gayoung flushed deep, captured the dick pic. Woman's hand, man's feet, both his hands, her hand and dick. Perfectly filthy angle.

I blasted it to the Future Heroes Forum. Tossed the phone aside, pressed her shoulders down gently.

Yoo Gayoung yielded without ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fight, kneeling meek and taking my dick in her mouth.

Didn't even tell her; she dove into the moist, musky spots. Buried her face in my dick and balls, no plans to pull away. Like marking territory, saliva coated every tongue-touched inch.

"Good girl, Gayoung. Hear that? Comments flooding in right after the dick pic."

"Mmm... Yeah..."

"They're all jealous."

Read some aloud. Skipped my name mentions, naturally.

"Only you sucking this dick out of all them. Feel good?"

"Yessh... Feels good."

"Grab a mug. Gonna mix it in your coffee nice and easy."

Yoo Gayoung paused sucking, fetched the mug. Still steaming hot—I blasted semen atop the coffee. Like red bean shaved ice with syrup, thick ropes of cum.

Yoo Gayoung milked my dick stem to tip. Not a drop left in the urethra.

Finished with soft lip-sucks.

"Heh, blow on it and drink."

"Thank you, Hyunwoo. I'll enjoy it."

Just semen, yet full gratitude as she took it. So endearing, I got hard again. Sloppy dick, really.

Watched her sip leisurely, checked notifications. Total circus. Denied being Lee Hyunwoo best I could. Dunno if they'd buy it.

"All done."

Yoo Gayoung set the mug down. Satisfied look pleased me.

"More?"

"...Not tired? Already three from Limit Measurement. This makes four..."

"So you don't want?"

"If you offer, I'll gratefully take it."

"Bedroom. Standing's a hassle."