Chapter 104
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 104
Chapter Title: 102. Morale Boost Yas
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But like, who's gonna win this?
Holy shit lol, what is this, elementary school? "Who's gonna win?" Fuck off. Even if you pity Baekhwa, she's a villain. Obviously the government wins.
It's not about who should win, dumbass, it's about raw power.
Baekhwa should just surrender. She doesn't get how hunter society works.
Korea's no joke when it comes to hunters.
It didn't take long for the hunter community to heat up.
Now that the Hundred Blossoms subjugation was confirmed as fact, the next hot topic for them was whether Hundred Blossoms had what it took to stand against the Korean government.
Even if the association turned hostile, could the villain Hundred Blossoms, holed up in Songdo, really triumph over the hunter powerhouse that was the Korean government?
Some were worried, others cursed Hundred Blossoms, and a few even suggested calling off the subjugation.
Of course, articles about me started popping up online too.
And they even slapped a nickname on me: "Fallen Nun" Hundred Blossoms. Stories of my 5 billion won bounty suddenly flooded the net.
Probably meant to mock me. The timing was just too perfect otherwise.
Alright, time for President Ha Jung-seok to hit the news.
"Oh."
Sure enough, on Etube's SZS channel, President Ha Jung-seok was giving a live speech about the situation.
What an idiot. Does he think I'm just gonna go straight for Seoul?
I called out cautiously to Kate.
"Kate."
"Yes, Lady Dahaka."
The adorable Kate trotted over and bowed her head.
"Once the military starts mobilizing, we'll raid the Blue House. Just open the gates like I tell you, and I'll give you ten barrels of mincho as a reward. Do a good job."
"Yes!"
"Now, for me... I need to fuck someone to boost morale."
Something had to be done. For a mood changer. And to pump myself up.
I wanted to screw Yinshipmare and Elise, but they had too many tasks assigned. I'm not clueless enough to interrupt them for a quickie.
Rachel it is, then?
Rachel was my first wife—always ready to go.
A pussy primed for pounding anytime.
So I went looking for Rachel, who was prepping dinner.
"Hm?"
Thwack!
Right on cue, Rachel was slicing off a snake's head with her knife.
Ray was watching excitedly beside her.
The severed snake head lay discarded on the cutting board, bodyless.
I couldn't help but gasp in shock.
"Kyahaaaa!"
"That's gonna burst my eardrums. What's with you?"
It's still family!
"What the hell? How many snakes have you killed?!"
I pointed at the snake heads scattered on the floor.
Their eyes wide open in death, as if pleading for vengeance.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
The best way to scold her was with a good fuck.
I scooped Rachel up, carried her to the bedroom, tossed her on the bed, and said,
"Strip. Wife."
"Whoa, why the sudden mood swing?"
Sudden? I was setting the mood because we obviously needed to fuck.
My tail still ached, but I could manage pussy-pounding.
"Kyuu?"
"Kids, out."
I shooed out Ray, who was peeking despite not even being old enough for daycare.
I wanted to fuck Choi Si-woo and kids like that too, but they were busy prepping for war. No choice.
My dick throbbed. Couldn't miss this.
"Strip already. Fuck."
"W-Wait. Slow down. Take it easy."
"You're extra fuckable today. Ovulating?"
She reeked of bitch in heat today.
Did she want to get pregnant? Want me to make a little sibling for Ray?
"God, after a hundred years together, you still don't know elf biology. My body's just paper scraps—ovulation's impossible. You're just a perv."
"It's all your fault for being so fuckable."
Anyway, you're to blame for being fuckable. With all the heroines gearing up for battle, I needed to fuck Rachel extra hard.
Her white tank top was turning me on bad.
Dolphin shorts below. No idea if she learned it from Choi Si-woo, but damn, it suited her.
Too riled up, I yanked off her top.
Her teardrop-shaped tits greeted me. Slutty Rachel wasn't even wearing a bra in front of me.
"Pink nipples are insane. Slurp."
"What the—? You're not a dog. You see 'em every day."
"Eating you is always fresh and innovative."
A hundred years of fucking, and I never got bored. Especially since coming here, with her new fashions, she'd ripened her body just for me.
"W-Wait. S-Stop. Hnng!?"
"You love it when I lick your nipples like this, right?"
I slyly swirled my tongue clockwise like a snake along her veins, and Rachel squirmed, letting out sweet moans.
"Hng... Hnngh. W-Wait... A hundred years, and you're not bored?"
"Says the bitch who's been my fucktoy for a century without tiring. Now just my tongue makes your nipples stand at attention."
"Haa... Haaa♥"
"Such a whore."
Her voice dripped with heat.
"Whose fault is that? And I'm not a whore!"
"Sure, sure. My personal whore."
She playfully slapped my chest, making my tits jiggle wildly.
Like a tsunami crashing into a calm sea. Rachel, mid-moan, suddenly eyed my rack.
"What? Why stare like that?"
"Logically, those tits suit me more than some horny stud who only chases pussy."
True. Big tits meant bras and hassle. I could shape mine with magic as makeshift undies, but Rachel would look different.
"That's why I gave you those nutrient-packed shrimp. They make tits grow."
"Ray ate them all."
"All of them?"
"Yeah. She loved the taste. Kids get the good stuff, right?"
Those were legendary tit-growing shrimp. Just one was supposed to work.
"My wife's a total airhead."
"Huh?"
"Four of those turn A-cups to C-cups. And Yoo Jin-seok even removed the poison from the horns and tails! Looks like our daughter's gonna be a big-titted dragon. Can't have smaller tits than my dragon kid."
Defeated, Rachel's eyes welled up.
No helping it. I was an omnivore—didn't care if my tits were a one-person rice cooker, four-person, or cauldron.
Rachel had fuckable parts galore, tits or no.
"You know I have tit trauma!"
"Yeah, yeah."
She poked my nipples. I felt it without meaning to.
So I pinched hers back. Her body, tuned by my hands for a century, came spectacularly.
"Total perv, Rachel."
"W-What?"
"You get wet just from talking to me now."
Undeniable fact. Set the mood, and her pussy drools.
Probably changed panties three, four times a day.
"Eut."
"A century's worth, huh?"
Squelch squelch
Just a little touch, and she reacted so cutely. My dick had no choice but to harden.
My tail nearly slipped out too.
"Huaa. Warm pussy juice flowing. How'd you turn into such a perv?"
"Blame the hundred years. Hnngh♥"
"Of course. A century by my side, hearing my voice, drowning in pleasure—you get horny just from my voice now."
That's how it went. Started with my hands and cock developing her body, until now just my voice makes her cum. Rachel's body saw me as its master.
"No tail today—dildo pounding for you."
I pulled a dildo from subspace and shoved it straight into her pussy.
Squelch
Slid in smooth. How hot was she?
Honestly wanted to tail-fuck her, but mine needed recovery.
Even the world's strongest got muscle soreness. Tail-smacking people? Fine. But pounding? Tougher than I thought. Needed training.
But Rachel's face twisted.
Like a wife eyeing her ED husband's limp dick on sex night.
"Wait, just the dildo today?"
Yeah. Shame, right? Me too. But no choice.
Blame the heroines. My tail hurt like stiff muscle if I moved it now.
"What can I do? It's your fault."
"Our fault?"
"Yeah. You, Reina, and Han Su-ji."
Mostly Reina and Han Su-ji.
We'd pulled an all-nighter. My heroines were brag-worthy. Gave the world's strongest tail muscle pain.
"What? How long did you go?"
"Dunno. All night, I think. Tail's all stiff and shiny now. Shiny like that association chairman, you know?"
Rachel knew the world well now. Studied TV, PC, culture, Korean society, key figures.
Especially fascinated by Hunter Association Chairman Choi Cheol-sik.
The shiny bald guy.
"That shiny bald head?"
"Yup."
"I barely got an hour, and you went all night? Until your dragon scale tail was shiny?"
"Huh?"
Rachel's vibe shifted. Ready to explode.
When mad, her paper body unraveled, trapping me in a paper-sealed space to torment me.
Seemed like now. I didn't do shit wrong this time.
"Fuck, really crossing the line?"
"Hm?"
Me? I'm a good dragon—no lines crossed.
Mad about the dildo instead of tail?
Fine, I'd force the tail out despite the pain.
Her glare was axe-eyed murder.
"I've always given you whatever you wanted. Hey. I yielded for our daughter, but fair's fair—you gotta give me as much as I get, right? What?"
Fury rising, she snapped her fingers. Paper scraps filled the room.
"Wait, why the mood change?"
Shrrrrip
Her paper scraps bound me. Arms yanked up, restrained like a woman tied for sex torture.
Soon my legs were spread, tied to the bedpost with paper ropes.
Suddenly, positions reversed.