Chapter 180
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 180
Chapter Title: Rosaria, You're Mine!
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I seriously thought Ji-yeon was going to kill me.
To be honest, if I were just some ordinary woman instead of Yoyong-i, my hole would've ended up as big as the Pacific Ocean.
Back when I was a company man, all those married women I slept with got caught by their husbands because of it. Their holes got stretched out so much that there was no sensation even when they were getting pounded.
Not that it was any of my business, though.
Still, if giving up my pussy lets me have sex with a married woman, dragon sex, and mother-daughter incestuous lesbian sex, it's a worthwhile sacrifice.
Be honest—don't you think so? Any normal wife would've ripped every hair off my head for that, but she let it slide.
"This makes us even."
Ji-yeon, who had pounced on me and gotten her fill, wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, looking utterly satisfied.
"Hng... Hnng. That was too much."
My lower half was still tingling.
"Hey, isn't forgiving you to this extent already pretty generous? I mean, that Magnut girl isn't even carrying my kid or anything. Isn't it weird to ask my permission to fuck your own daughter?"
"Yeah, but still... ahhn~"
Even now, love juices were leaking out of my pussy in a steady stream.
No point in wearing panties at this rate.
Not that I usually bother with them anyway, since magic takes care of it.
"And you act like some victim who got punished, even though you loved every second of it? Huh?"
Ji-yeon slyly probed my hole with her finger.
"Ahng."
"So I let you eat her out, fuck her as a dragon, and now even snag Japan's power player. This isn't punishment—I'm way too nice, right?"
"Ugh... Yeah. Ji-yeon, you're the best!"
My womb was still twitching from the aftershocks of climax, making my words slur.
Twitching really is the truth, isn't it?
"So how'd you convince that woman, anyway?"
"Oh, with those king prawns we caught at Dokdo."
"She must've been desperate for boobs."
Honestly, I think so too.
In that regard, Rachel is even stricter than Ji-yeon. Giving permission like that means boobs are just that important to her!
"Or maybe she's just given up at this point."
"Huh?"
"Come on, logically speaking, if your wife is a slut like you, doesn't she have to brace herself for this kind of thing? She's probably reached the resignation stage. Even if I told you not to do it, you'd do it anyway, right?"
"Rude. If you told me not to..."
Even I might hold back if begged earnestly enough.
"I know you too well. Could you really stop? Your holes aren't satisfied unless they're rubbing up against some hot chick, are they?"
"Uh... Yeah, true."
Can't deny it. Sorry. Can't help it. When I see a bitch that turns me on, the urge to rub against her or pound her with my tail just surges up.
"Still, be careful in Japan."
"Why?"
"It feels like the end of the shogunate era. Word is, right-wing groups are planning terror attacks on the hunter facilities managed by Shinohara."
The right-wingers probably have the prime minister backing them.
In the original story's Japan arc, they existed too—a cancerous lump on Japan that annoyed Shinohara.
"Is that recent?"
"It spiked after the Han-Chinese War."
Ji-yeon said that and handed me documents from the association's investigation.
The western Japan region actually under Japan's control was marked with red dots showing terror incidents nationwide.
Who would've thought the right-wingers would get this radical for real.
"But Shinohara's probably already handling it, right?"
"Seems like she's crushed them so far. They have an inferiority complex toward Korea, so you could be a target too."
In the original, Choi Si-woo got hit by terrorists too.
The problem was that original Si-woo was such a pushover that they let him off easy, saw him as weak, and kept coming.
Once Japan's gates were cleared later, the right-wingers realized they'd fucked up and shut their mouths.
After that, no faction in Japan dared touch Shinohara Yuzuki's power.
Naturally, Korea stopped getting interfered with by Japanese right-wingers too.
"Logically, you think I'd get hit?"
"No, just don't get tangled up with those Japanese right-wingers."
"Don't worry. Once I turn Yuzuki into my bitch, Japan falls into my hands. Kyahahahaha!"
Once Yuzuki's mine, I'll be Japan's shadow ruler and collect every beauty in the country.
Korea's not bad either, but as a hero here, it's hard to openly abuse my position to snag women.
Last time with Ji-yeon, half of it was hunting.
Just imagining hordes of women around me pleading "Dragon Hero-sama" gives me chills—in a good way.
Fun to think about.
"Why do you seem more dangerous than the Seven Deadly Sins?"
"If you fell for a risky bitch like me, you'll suffer for life, huh?"
"Don't worry. I'll be just as ruthless right back."
Ji-yeon kneaded my tits like she was trying to burst them.
After that romantic chat with my official wife, we parted ways.
"Alright then. Rosaria next."
After going at it hard with Ji-yeon, it was time to devour Rosaria.
Her honey was probably dripping by now.
She usually hung out at the Hansung Academy church, so maybe eat her there today.
They say when you go somewhere, good things happen. Rosaria was praying alone in the church.
What? A sign begging to be fucked?
"Lead us not into temptation."
"But I'm gonna tempt you plenty."
"Oh. Y-Yoo Eun-ha?"
"Hehehe. Bet you're desperate by now, huh?"
Her pussy was probably clenching, craving something to fill it, drooling like crazy.
"W-Wait, at least not here."
She waved her hands weakly in protest, like she'd expected it. Not outright refusing, though.
"Huh? This isn't the Virgin Mary or Jesus. Just the cross looks similar."
Looking closely, she wasn't praying to Jesus or Mary.
The cross shape was similar but subtly different.
I'd seen it in her lore, but it's still weird.
She's Christian, but maybe getting chosen by a constellation made her believe in something new.
Like a two-way religion? Does the nun outfit even mean anything then?
"Th-That's the Upper Seat."
"Oho. Upper Seat, huh. A woman?"
A woman holding a cross.
Looks like she has her reasons, but none of my business.
What's important is this British nun right in front of me! I've had German, time for British.
"Wait, Yoo Eun-ha, you aren't planning to jump me here, are you?"
Why ask the obvious? Nuns get jumped in church.
Today, we're going all the way, folks!
Her face had that needy look, her whole body screaming for me to pounce.
She reeks of bitch in heat too—she wants it bad right now.
Her body will react honestly.
"You can't hold out anymore either, can you? Today, I'll show you why they call me Yoyong-i."
"Yoyong-i? What the hell is—"
"Yoyong-i is a dragon, literally!"
Yoyong-i is the constellation of lesbianism! The scissors champion!
The wild Yoyong-i charged at Rosaria with full force!
"W-Wait! Don't do this!"
"Kyahehehe. Hehe. Where you going? You ain't escaping!"
Like a comic book rapist, I started hiking up her nun habit.
This damn bitch—her flesh scent is so tempting, it's killing me.
"Kyaa? W-Wait. Suddenly like this! At least somewhere else! You did this last time too—do we have to here?!"
"Why should I listen to my bitch?"
You're just here to get jumped by me, that's it.
So I'll eat you right here in this church, fair and square.
Licking her flesh lightly—feels damn good.
"Mmm, this meat tastes exquisite."
"W-What do you mean 'meat taste'? Hnng?"
"Hehe, your nipples are super sensitive."
Perfectly sensitive—love it.
I boldly snatched the cross-wielding woman from her hands.
"D-Don't touch that! Wait, give me back the cross!"
No way I'm giving it back. Gonna fuck her with it. The holier, the dirtier the thrill.
"Gonna shove it in your pussy."
Her eyes went wide at my words.
Even if she falls to pleasure, she can't tolerate that.
Whatever, not my problem.
She's already soaked—no need to hold back. Just stick it in, and she'll submit on her own.
I stripped her back to her birthday suit.
Of course she resists. But I'm not that nice.
Flipping up the habit and forcing her legs apart wide, her pussy welcomed me, wafting that female scent.
Almost there. Yoyong-i conquers the nun!
"N-No! Not that!"
"Nothing's impossible for Yoyong-i!"
No matter how holy she is, she's just one of the constellations born from author Yoo Eun-ha! That means she's under me!
What if she thinks it's blasphemy? Tough shit.
I rammed the cross into her pussy with all my might.
Squelch!
Mmm, the cross-bearing constellation entered Rosaria's pussy.
Rosaria threw her head back.
Hey, don't cum that easy—makes it no fun for me.
Pent-up pussy, huh? Gulping it down greedily while drooling everywhere.
Ah, right—this proves her constellation is working overtime for her, doesn't it?
Has to be. No other explanation.
"Well, well. Rosaria's Upper Seat is personally putting in this much effort. What a shocker."
Is there any constellation this devoted to its followers?
Then I should help out too, right?
I wiggled my fingers furiously, thrusting the statue around inside her.
"Y-You... You really think you'll get away with this? This is too much."
"Too much? Says the bitch whose body's more honest than her mouth. Right?"
If she'd submitted sooner, none of this. Isn't that so?
No, after flaunting her body begging for it recently, what's with the tsundere act now?
Even tsundere has limits.
Just be honest about your lust like me. Life gets easier.
Squelch squelch squelch
Is this my fault? No way.
It's Rosaria's fault for having such a slutty bitch body. Yeah, that's it.
"W-Wait, just wait a sec. Hiiik. Hnnii!"
"Wait my ass. Shouldn't you thank your Upper Seat? She's personally making you feel good. Alright, lemme lick this throbbing clit too."
I gave her clit a little lick.
As expected—artistic flavor. Sweet like radish honey.
"W-Wait. Isn't this a bit too much?"
"Too much? Just enjoy it honestly, you slut."
Squelch squelch
I kept working the goddess statue while tonguing her clit nonstop.
Slowly, teasingly, I started twisting the constellation's head around like grinding.