How to Steal the Hero's Woman - Ep. 300: Yggdrasil (3-9)
Libido Wall: Sexual desire toward the target (Seong Su-ho) increases in proportion to the obsession generated in relation to the target, and both obsession and sexual desire are resolved through sexual acts with the target.
This Libido Wall was my Maginot Line.
"I personally wish you'd chosen a more definitive method... but this should be fine without issues."
As Armonia said, it would be convenient to apply a wall that made her fixate only on me. But I didn't want to craft a disposition just because it was easy.
I'm not dating Min Hayeon for comfortable love.
I'm walking side by side with her for true love.
If it really doesn't work out later, there'll be another way then.
I hadn't learned Subordination Stage 2 yet, but if this subordination had a loophole and Min Hayeon slipped out of control, I'd deal with it then.
It might seem thoughtless, but I didn't want to divide our relationship into superior and inferior.
After all, I want to walk side by side with the woman I love.
"Frustrating."
...What?
I nearly let a question slip out loud in front of Min Hayeon.
I couldn't tell if I'd heard right, so I asked Armonia.
Armonia, what did you just say?
"I didn't say anything."
No, you did.
"I didn't."
You did...
"I didn't."
...
Was my hearing going bad?
In the end, I concluded it was my imagination—Armonia would never say something like that.
"You should focus on Min Hayeon."
...Yes.
If the superior orders focus, focus I shall.
Min Hayeon started grumbling at me with a pouty expression.
"Hmph."
"Come on... I really wasn't interested in those girls."
"...Really?"
"Why would I look at another woman when I have you? Min Hayeon! The goddess of archery is right in front of me!"
Dodge with a lie for now.
Sorry, Hayeon. A person can't just eat three-star restaurant food forever. Gotta have some ramen now and then to live.
"...."
In relationships, it's key to shamelessly hide even the truth.
Not to mention, lovers can pick right back up even after getting caught cheating, as long as you spew nonsense like "my heart never wavered."
Of course, that's only if some love remains...
With subordination in place, that part should sort itself out somehow.
Min Hayeon's lips twitched as she fought back a smile.
"W-well, if you put it that way..."
"So you're not mad anymore?"
"Hmph, as if something like that would make me forgive—mmph, smooch."
Seizing the moment, I pulled her into an embrace and kissed her while she was off guard.
I wanted to strip off her pants right then and take her from behind in this clearing.
But this village still had dangerous guys lurking around, so a reasonable compromise was needed for both our sakes.
The kiss was purely to check if the Libido Wall had taken hold properly.
After dozens of seconds, I pulled away, and Min Hayeon gazed at my lips with longing regret.
"Hah, hah... You're just gonna end it here?"
"The spot's no good."
"I don't wanna stop like this..."
Her conflicted expression was plain to see.
Having kept her chastity before marriage, once her lust ignited, she couldn't easily tamp it down.
The Libido Wall had probably played a role too.
But location was the issue.
If it were Waiting Village with no one around for sure, zero problems.
This clearing seemed deserted enough, but if some Ben Crash type showed up mid-act, the mood would shatter irreparably.
Even with her rising lust, Min Hayeon couldn't help worrying about that.
Plus, she was the type who got tunnel vision once started, so she pondered extra carefully beforehand.
After agonizing, she stood up.
"Hah... Guess no choice."
I nodded at her action.
Yeah, too risky here... Huh?
As I nodded, she suddenly stood before me, squatted down, and started tugging at my pants.
"W-wait... Hayeon, not here..."
"Just stay still."
Stunned by her firm tone, I froze with a bewildered look.
She slipped off my pants and underwear, then smiled warmly at my gradually hardening cock.
"Haven't done anything yet, and it's already signaling?"
"With you looking, it'd be weirder if it didn't."
"Hehe~"
Delighted by my words, she hummed and wrapped all five fingers around my shaft.
She slowly stroked, exchanging warmth between her palm and my cock.
Rough palm meets slick shaft.
This was the pinnacle of a handjob.
"Hngh, grrr."
"Feels good?"
"So good. The best."
She smiled faintly at my moans, then eyed my cock worriedly.
"My hands have lots of calluses... Does it hurt?"
"Nah, not at all... Ngh! Hayeon's hands are the best."
"Hehehe~ Then how about this..."
Reassured, she leaned down and pressed her lips to my urethral opening with a smack.
"Smooch."
"Grrrh! Whoa! No joke."
The difference between her and Han Bom was hand shape.
Han Bom's were bony, like no meat on the fingers, but Min Hayeon's had calluses yet plenty of padding, transmitting heat perfectly to my cock.
Cool hand envelops shaft, warm lips take the glans.
Shaft cold, glans hot.
The handjob version of that deadly sweet-salty temptation from the food world.
Not full sex, not a blowjob, not paizuri—just a handjob, but her touch and lips built my climax in seconds.
"Ngh! Hayeon! Gonna cum!"
"Mmmph~ Mmm~"
She smirked slyly and ramped up her hand and tongue.
The sudden acceleration made me tense my lower abs uncontrollably.
"Grrrh! Cumming!"
"Gulp!"
As I cried out, she gripped tight to keep semen from spilling, swallowing as much as possible into her mouth.
But the load was more than expected; she gulped for a while before releasing my glans.
With semen sloshing in her mouth, she looked up at me with a weary grin.
"Mmmph mah..."
"Haha..."
The sight of Min Hayeon holding my cum filled me with conquest.
And that conquest swelled watching the distant person spying on us.
Han Yeoreum, eyes unfocused.
Han Yeoreum hadn't expected much.
She just wanted to show Min Hayeon that Seong Su-ho was the same type who eyed other women.
Truthfully, sticking close to monitor his every move was far more crucial.
But the hope of denting Min Hayeon's favor toward him by even 1 point overrode reason, sending him racing to the inn.
Seizing a moment when he chatted cozily with the three women, she bolted to tell Min Hayeon.
And as expected, Min Hayeon stormed out after hearing him breathless, exaggerated tattling.
"Shit!"
He wanted to chase after Min Hayeon right now.
But he had no strength left.
"Hahk, heek, heek, heek."
"Hah... We were having fun with him, and you come ruin it."
With Min Hayeon gone, Han Bom eyed the pathetic Han Yeoreum pitifully. Heat rising under his gaze, Han Yeoreum couldn't muster a retort.
Far from speaking, he wanted to collapse and sleep.
I need to go... Need to see that bastard get chewed out...
He'd swelled with anticipation watching Min Hayeon run off, dying to witness their fight.
But his choice was sinking into a chair.
"Heek, heek, heek..."
"Idiot... What a tiring way to live."
"Heek... Sh-shut up... Hngh..."
Having burned nonexistent stamina, he sat catching his breath, unable to leave the inn.
Then, as she waited, three women entered.
Spotting Han Yeoreum and Han Bom, they approached with greetings.
"Hi."
"Yeah, hi."
"Hngh... Hoo..."
"Yeoreum... you okay?"
Park Seon-hee asked worriedly upon seeing his state.
But Han Yeoreum snapped curtly, brushing it off.
The women might find him behavior odd, but Han Yeoreum still seethed over the humiliation from Park Seon-hee.
You bitch... Think I'll forget what you did to me in that dungeon?
Pre-regression, during dungeon exploration, he'd argued with the three, escalating to a duel.
And she lost humiliatingly.
He couldn't forget Park Seon-hee's look—like gazing at a pathetic loser.
(Whoa... That's kinda harsh, right?)
Back then, the whole world seemed an enemy.
Fueling his vengeance against Park Seon-hee...
But seeing the three worry over him now, he decided to shift gears.
No... My real target is Seong Su-ho, that fucker. No need to make extra enemies—use them if I can.
With that resolve, he flashed a weary smile at the women.
"Haha... Hoo... Just exercised for a mood boost, overdid it..."
"You're working hard."
Hearing Park Seon-hee's reply gauged his favor roughly.
To exploit him, gotta start paying attention now.
On floor 0, the exhausted him would've had them fussing over him.
Now, they just saw him as an ordinary party member.
Han Yeoreum, who'd never done shit for others his whole life—relying on looks and luck—felt crisis rising from their reaction.
Hmph... A little niceness, and they'll let their guard down easy.
That complacency turned his inner tension to overconfidence.
As he smugly thought that alone, the three thanked Han Bom.
"Han Bom, right? Thank you so much."
"Seriously. We'd have been in deep shit without you."
"Hoo... This place is scary."
"No problem. Glad I could help bro's friends."
The women chatted, ignoring Han Yeoreum.
Not bad for him.
Han Bom was his blood friend; closeness to him meant quick bonds.
Then Han Bom cautiously asked.
"Um... what about that male teammate you came with?"
"Oh, Su-ho? We left him alone in the clearing with Min Hayeon—said they had stuff to talk about."
Thud!
Hearing that, Han Yeoreum shoved her chair back and bolted outside.
Han Bom watched, clutching her head and muttering.
"Hah... Idiot..."
"Heek, heek, heek. Grraaah!!"
By the time Han Yeoreum arrived, it was over.
Min Hayeon was relieving Seong Su-ho's urges with vulgar hand and mouth work; as Han Yeoreum arrived, he swallowed his ejaculating semen.
He wanted to stop it.
Rush in and stab his skull right now.
But his body screamed limit, every cell howling.
Yet his ravaged mind dragged him forward.
"Heek, heek. I'll... fucking kill you... Huh? H-Hayeon? Wh-what are you... doing?"
But his feet halted inevitably.
Min Hayeon suddenly opened wide, showing off the semen in her mouth to Seong Su-ho.
That buckled Han Yeoreum's legs.
"Krrgh..."
He crumpled, tears welling.
But he shook off the sorrow quickly, filling the void with hate, barely standing.
A strangely different feeling from before.
He felt boiling hatred inside, but its form, color, scent—all alien to past hates.
Hah... Why? I wanna charge and kill him now. I do. Legs won't move...
Unable to grasp it, he watched calmly before dropping his head in tears.
"Seong Su-ho... This loop, I'll find your weakness no matter what."
Unaware of the foreign sensation blooming within, Han Yeoreum left the scene.