A Date in the Sky
The moment Kang Dohyun’s assassination succeeded, Jeong Hangyeol and Han Jiyu became extremely busy.
“I’m heading out.”
“Be careful.”
Jeong Hangyeol took the warriors to the front lines and threw himself into the fighting. As for Han Jiyu—
“Team A, occupy the Seonju High School sector. Team B takes Seonju Middle School. Team C seizes the livestock cooperative. Team D advances as far as the Bonggok-dong entrance bus stop. Team E holds in the rear and reinforces any sector that runs into trouble the instant something goes wrong. Team F…”
From the command center she coordinated no fewer than thirty combat teams in real time.
More than six hundred fighters of the Gumi Student Front moved west as one and began the occupation of Gumi’s northern district.
While the two of them and the Gumi Student Front were racing to seize the northern district, Kang Dohyun—
“Jia, would you like to go on a date?”
“A date? But Unnie said it’s dangerous and I shouldn’t go outside…”
It was a full-scale expansion of their northern territory—practically a war.
The odds were low, yet the enemy might still strike the main base, so Han Jiyu had told her little sister to stay careful. Even so—
“Don’t worry. As long as you’re with me, you’ll never be in danger.”
“But…”
To the hesitant Han Jia, Kang Dohyun finally revealed something special.
Whirr…
A drone materialized. At once—
“!”
Han Jia’s eyes flew wide.
“Wh-what is that?”
“My ability. Drone summoning. Ride this and you’re completely safe.”
Once she saw the drone, Han Jia could no longer refuse. No—she desperately wanted to ride it.
Kang Dohyun and Han Jia climbed to the rooftop. Then—
“Here. Hold on tight.”
He scooped her up in a princess carry, stepped onto the drone, and—
Whirr…
—they rose high into the sky.
“Wow!”
“You all right? Then we’re off.”
And so their aerial date began.
For Han Jia, who had never been able to move without her wheelchair, soaring through the air on a drone was pure rapture.
“Wow… this is amazing!”
Racing through the sky at high speed felt incredible.
For the first time since the apocalypse, Kang Dohyun had given her the freedom of movement.
“That’s the house we used to live in!”
“And that’s the school I went to!”
“I used to play at that playground all the time.”
They drifted over the surrounding neighborhoods, and every moment of it was pure joy for her.
“You like it?”
“Yes. I love it. So much!”
As they gazed at each other, both smiling, their lips met of their own accord.
Their first kiss—a first kiss high above the earth—left Han Jia feeling that everything in the world was bliss.
That evening the sisters reunited in the Gumi University dorm room they shared.
“Ah… I’m wiped out.”
Han Jiyu groaned under a crushing weight of fatigue.
All day long she had listened to radio reports, assessed every situation, and issued orders—work that demanded extreme concentration and left her utterly drained.
“You worked hard, Unnie.”
When Han Jia kneaded her shoulders, Han Jiyu waved it off and asked,
“What did you do today?”
She had been unable to look after her little sister all day, so the question came naturally.
“I…”
Han Jia hesitated, then spoke honestly.
“I went on a date with Dohyun.”
“What?! Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea how dangerous things are right now? Going on a date!”
As her sister’s scolding barrage was about to begin, Han Jia immediately raised her defenses.
“Dohyun summoned a drone. We rode it and had a perfectly safe date up in the sky.”
“A drone???”
The claim that he could summon a drone left Han Jiyu speechless.
Though the hour was late, she called Jeong Hangyeol to the command center. She wanted to talk about her sister.
“Kang Dohyun took Jia out on a drone date. He’s an incredible man after all. This worked out perfectly.”
“What? What do you mean it worked out perfectly! That man is an assassin!”
Once again Han Jiyu let her unease and aversion toward Kang Dohyun show. But—
“He’s extraordinary. If he stays by my side, our group won’t stop at the northern district of Gumi—we can grow far larger.”
Jeong Hangyeol made no secret of his admiration or his ambition.
“But he’s too strong. He could become a danger to you instead.”
“Still, he seems to love Jia for real. If he’s Jia’s man, isn’t that enough?”
Jeong Hangyeol and Han Jia had been close since childhood, almost like real siblings. Knowing the man was Jia’s made him feel safer.
“No…”
“And honestly, it’ll make things easier for you too.”
“……”
Han Jiyu momentarily lost her words.
Han Jia was her little sister—and also a burden.
From the day the apocalypse began, her sister had always been a burden.
Looking after her alone had been too much; she had leaned heavily on Jeong Hangyeol, and only then had the sisters barely survived.
Recently the group had grown large enough that safety was no longer in doubt. Yet—
She still had to care for her sister, so her sister remained a burden.
If Kang Dohyun took that responsibility, it would actually be wonderful.
Her sister would transform from a burden into a lucky charm—the lucky charm that would anchor Kang Dohyun to the group.
The solitary assassin would stay because of the woman he loved.
In ordinary times he would look after Han Jia; at critical moments he would eliminate their enemies.
That was the best possible picture, and if things went that way, Han Jia and Kang Dohyun belonging to each other would be ideal.
The problem is that even if the picture turns ugly, it’s still fine.
As a strategist she could already see countless ways to use her sister to exploit Kang Dohyun.
There were so many methods to make use of him before his feelings for her sister cooled.
If he eventually left, Han Jia would be hurt—but the mere ability to use him for a time had raised her sister’s value far higher than before.
As Han Jiyu’s thoughts stretched on, Jeong Hangyeol, who had been waiting, spoke.
“Jiyu. Dohyun is someone our group truly needs if we’re going to grow. As our strategist, think it over carefully.”
“…..”
She gave no answer, yet he patted her shoulder once and left the command center first.
Han Jiyu remained there late into the night, turning over many thoughts.
From the next day onward, Jeong Hangyeol and Han Jiyu paid no attention whatsoever to Kang Dohyun and Han Jia’s dates.
No—Jeong Hangyeol even went out of his way to accommodate them.
So the two of them rode the drone and went on dates every single day.
Then, on the day that marked one full week of their happiness—
“Jia… shall we sleep together tonight?”
When Kang Dohyun asked her so directly, Han Jia froze.
“What???”
“I truly love you, Jia.”
It did seem that he loved her. Yet the time had still been short, and how genuine that love really was…
Before she could even begin fretting, he pressed harder.
“I’ll take responsibility for you for the rest of my life. I have that much ability.”
“What? But—”
The sudden proposal left her even more flustered. To her, Kang Dohyun opened his Status Window.
“Ah…”
Level 37.
An unimaginably high level, packed with Achievements, Traits, and Skills too numerous to count.
“I’ll show you my truth. So please accept my love.”
Under the force of his drive and pressure, Han Jia could only nod.
The drone carrying them settled onto a farm shed standing alone in the middle of a rice field.
“…..”
The air was awkward, yet Kang Dohyun immediately claimed her lips.
“I love you. I love you so much. I love you so, so much. I really love you.”
He kept repeating the magical word as he undressed her.
“You’re beautiful.”
“I-I’m embarrassed…”
Her body was ordinary—modest, small breasts, a slender waist, ordinary hips.
Yet her skin was fair and soft, and the feel of it was pleasant.
When his hands began to caress her—
“Hah… ah!… haah! Yes, I… hah… I like you so much too, Dohyun.”
She was already half out of her mind, yet she kept repeating that she liked him as well.
Though a congenital disability kept her from walking, the nerves in her body were fully alive. After caressing her breasts and hips, his hand slipped between her legs.
Twitch!
The lightest brush against her pussy made her whole body shudder.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m fine.”
Even so she insisted she was fine, then added,
“I still can’t believe this is happening…”
She spoke her honest heart.
Han Jia—an ordinary-looking woman. A woman with a disability. And then the apocalypse had begun.
She had believed no man would ever want someone who could not walk, someone who was only a burden.
Yet a man who claimed to love her so deeply had appeared.
Looking at her, Kang Dohyun said,
“I’ll stay by your side for the rest of my life.”
“Yes. I’ll serve you as my husband for the rest of my life too.”
They exchanged soft, affectionate words and shared a light kiss.
Kisses, declarations of love, and long caresses continued until her pussy grew wet enough.
Then he stripped as well and asked,
“Can I… put it in now?”
“What? Y-yes…”
She answered shyly. He kissed her forehead and carefully rolled his hips.
Thrust.
“Ah!”
Only the head and the first inch entered her, yet pain flashed across her face.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes… I’m okay.”
She said she was okay, but her expression still looked pained.
And as proof that she had been a virgin, a thin trickle of blood appeared.
“If it hurts, we can stop for today.”
“No! Please keep going.”
She wrapped her arms tightly around him and whispered,
“Make me properly into your woman.”
Words that stirred a man’s desire to conquer left her lips.
“Then I’ll go slowly.”
Out of consideration he moved with deliberate care.
Squelch… squelch… squelch…
His cock slid in and out of her pussy with exquisite slowness.
“Hah… haah… nngh… ah…”
Though it hurt, she never refused. Instead she asked,
“K-kiss me.”
He obliged, and they made love with their mouths joined, tender and unhurried.
For a long while their bodies remained joined, and Han Jia became a true woman—Kang Dohyun’s woman.