Outsmarted by the Beast
"This one's mine."
Bang So-un pocketed the fat pouch of three hundred nyang in silver.
"Y-yes, of course."
The ox-masked man replied in a tone of utter resignation, having lost the bet. He'd taken the wager on a whim and ended up with a massive loss.
"Well, you got your fill of the show, didn't you?"
Bang So-un chuckled lightly. As he said, the ox-masked man's crotch was bulging obscenely. How could it not be, after feasting his eyes on the tantalizing nude body of a top female expert, watching her play the sow and declare total defeat?
"Ahem!"
Embarrassed, the ox-masked man coughed and covered his erection.
"Haha, I'll be off then."
Bang So-un turned to leave, a sneer curling his lips. The meaning behind that sneer was clear:
'Heh. You can only jerk off while peeping, but I get to bite, suck, and fuck that Black Dream Butterfly bitch senseless.'
It was a sneer born of absolute superiority. Not arrogance—pure reality.
"Awoo!"
Eun Hwa-yeong scrambled after her master on all fours.
"...Incredible. A total jackpot—I never dreamed it'd be this big."
The blue-masked man who had greeted Bang So-un's group at the entrance muttered, still buzzing with excitement. He was the manager of this secret underground arena. Such hidden fighting pits dotted the shadows across the land, each with its own manager. That's why they poured everything into making events spectacular—they were in cutthroat competition with each other. All to climb higher.
And from that perspective... this bear was one they absolutely couldn't let slip away. The ultimate fighter who could draw insane crowds.
"We have to snag him for ourselves, no matter what."
Method didn't matter. Bribe with mountains of gold, blackmail with dirt, intimidate with force—whatever it took to claim the bear.
The key was not letting him walk out that door.
"Il-yeong."
The blue-masked man called out to the empty air. A figure in black robes appeared, prostrating before him.
"Yes, my lord."
"Assemble all the shadows immediately. Urgent business."
"Understood."
The figure vanished again.
Bang So-un, Jang Il, and Eun Hwa-yeong deliberately took a dim back alley instead of the main road. Because his stark-naked pet fox couldn't be seen by prying eyes? If that were the case, they could just dress her and snap her back to human mode. The fact that they didn't meant there was another reason entirely.
"Haha, you were amazing today."
Bang So-un laughed, praising Jang Il.
"Heh, what're you saying? I was just doing my part to please you, young master."
Jang Il grinned back.
"Haha, cut the crap. You enjoyed it most of all, didn't you?"
"Heh, well, yeah."
A special thrill possible only in a place where identities were hidden. Both men looked thoroughly satisfied, having savored it to the fullest. Of course, testing a first-rate female expert had yielded results far beyond expectations.
That was when it happened.
"What's got you two so amused, customers?"
Suddenly, the blue-masked man stepped out from behind a tree in the shadows ahead, smiling genially.
Bang So-un tilted his head.
"What, unfinished business? I got all my money."
"Oh, no, no. Nothing like that. I just have a proposal for you."
"What is it?"
"We'll pay you ten times what we gave today as a retainer fee. Please, let the Bear continue fighting for our arena."
The blue-masked man proposed politely. Today's payout was already top-tier fighter wages—ten times that was staggering.
But Bang So-un shook his head firmly.
"This guy's got a packed schedule. Too many irons in the fire. One round of fun like this is plenty."
"No chance of reconsidering?"
"None."
"What a shame."
The blue-masked man clicked his tongue. His demeanor shifted abruptly.
"Can't be helped then. We'll just have to bury you."
"Hm? What was that?"
"What else? We'll bury you two guests by force. Oh, wait—one's not a guest, but a beast, right?"
The blue-masked man flashed a cold smile. No one around. Simple implication: bury the bodies, and no one would ever know. No matter who they were connected to. They'd die unknown here, and dead men tell no tales.
Torture the bear into a loyal slave-fighter, and it was all over.
"W-what?!"
"Haha, no need to freak. You picked a perfect deserted path—digging your own graves. Oh, was that jiggling-tits pet too embarrassing for public? We figured as much."
The blue-masked man bared his teeth in a grin. He was sharp-minded. The moment he'd overheard their exit route, he'd predicted it and lain in wait.
"You bastard! Think you can take us?!"
Bang So-un shouted in alarm. But...
"Oh, I know, I know. That lewd pet's a peak expert, and our bear's nearly peak too. But ever heard of overmatching your foes?"
The blue-masked man sneered and clapped. Dozens of black-masked figures in black robes burst from behind Bang So-un's group.
"And hey, I'm peak-level myself. If I handle the jiggling-tits pet, the rest falls easy, right?"
He was utterly confident of victory. The situation screamed it.
But then...
"Puhahaha!"
Bang So-un burst into laughter.
"Puhuhu!"
Jang Il joined in.
The blue-masked man's face twisted.
"What? Lost your minds all of a sudden?"
"You really think you've won?"
Bang So-un shot back with a mocking sneer.
"What nonsense..."
"Cute pussy-fox bitch. Looks like your prediction hit the mark perfectly. Good girl."
Smack!
Bang So-un lightly slapped Eun Hwa-yeong's bare ass.
"Awoo!"
Delighted by her master's praise and touch, Eun Hwa-yeong wiggled her hips. The white tail plug in her anus swayed. Her pussy twitched visibly.
Bang So-un clicked his tongue.
"Hold off on the heat."
"Awoo..."
Eun Hwa-yeong let out a dejected whimper. They were playing it cool in the face of death. The blue-masked man shook his head in disbelief.
"Totally insane."
"Who's insane?"
"Pathetic sight—let's end it quick."
The blue-masked man signaled the attack. That's when Bang So-un grinned and uttered:
"Cry, pussy-fox."
In that instant.
"Awoooooooo!"
Eun Hwa-yeong's high, piercing howl.
"Tch, disgusting bestial crap to the end."
The blue-masked man tsked pityingly. Then—
Tap-tap-tap! Tap-tap-tap-tap!
Rapid footsteps closed in from all sides.
"W-what?!"
The blue-masked man's composure cracked for the first time. His black-robed shadows looked panicked too.
Before they could react, women in pale pink samo and flower masks surrounded them. Among them, one wore a butterfly mask.
Black Dream Butterfly, of course. Obeying her master's first order, she'd joined the Jeolhwadae ambush.
"W-what the hell?!"
The blue-masked man gaped, frozen in shock.
Bang So-un roared with laughter.
"Puhahat! You moron! You think you're the only one with a brain? My cute pussy-fox already predicted this shitshow from your intel."
A head that lost even to beasts. Unimaginable humiliation for the blue-masked man. Though that "beast" was normally a stunning beauty with sharp wits.
"What now? If you lot die here, no one'll know. You dug your own graves, remember?"
Bang So-un flung back the mockery. Choosing this deserted alley had been their trap all along. They'd walked right in and spewed nonsense.
Oblivious to their doom.
Grind!
The blue-masked man gnashed his teeth.
"Damn it! Shut your trap! You're the ones finished! Outnumbered and you act like winners?!"
Fury exploded from him for the first time, killing intent radiating.
"Kill them! Slaughter every last one!"
"Puhahat, laughable bastard. Let's wipe 'em out, my dutiful pussy sluts."
The shadows clashed with Jeolhwadae.
"G-guh... Im...possible... H-how... this strong..."
The blue-masked man groaned in disbelief, sprawled like a rag.
Jeolhwadae, led by peak expert Yeon Su-rin, filled with first-rate masters or better. Add Eun Hwa-yeong, Jang Il, and Black Dream Butterfly—even the arena's hidden shadow force couldn't stand a chance.
The result: utter rout. All corpses mangled beyond recognition, only the blue-masked man clinging to life.
"Never liked you from the start, you snaky fuck. Your black heart was obvious, but you put on that shitty act. And now the backstab, huh?"
Thud!
"Kuhk!"
The blue-masked man cried out from Bang So-un's kick.
"Still, thanks for the venue. Snagged a hot sow bitch outta it, haha!"
"Y-you... bastard!"
"Bastard what? Die already."
Slash!
Bang So-un's blade severed the blue-masked man's head. A satisfied smile played on his lips.
"Clean it up spotless."
"Yes, Great Master!"
Jeolhwadae erased every trace.