How to Steal the Hero's Woman - 301: Yggdrasil (3-10)
Far off in the distance, Han Yeoreum stared at Min Hayeon with eyes full of despair before quickly turning her furious glare on me. Then she spun on her heel and stormed away.
'Han Yeoreum! You've grown. Finally entering NTR stage 3.'
[…What is NTR stage 3?]
I stroked Min Hayeon's head as she opened her mouth wide to show off the semen inside, and began my lecture over comms.
'The five stages of accepting NTR.'
[You don't mean the five stages of accepting death…?]
'Tch! Quiet!'
[….]
I silenced Armonia like a teacher snapping at a back-talking student mid-lecture and pressed on.
'Stage 1 of accepting NTR: denial.'
This splits into two main cases.
One is realizing the woman you love has gone to another man—or sensing the circumstances point that way.
But in either case, they fire up their hope CPU and wish GPU on infinite loops, desperately dodging reality with thoughts like, 'It has to be a misunderstanding.'
'Stage 2: anger.'
One of the trickiest stages. Mess up taming the NTR victim here, and you might end up with a stabbing finale.
That's why you need plenty of safety nets during the denial phase, tailored to the target. And don't rush ahead too fast from denial.
For reference, Louis is currently in stage 2.
'Then stage 3: bargaining.'
In my view, Han Yeoreum had likely just entered the bargaining phase.
Bargaining is when they start building immunity to NTR while thrashing around to escape the situation.
They might approach the NTL guy for persuasion, or beg the woman tearfully.
From here on, even with cracks in their pride, they'll seek outside help.
'And stage 3 is often the most dangerous for most.'
[Why? Isn't denial more dangerous?]
'In bargaining, the NTR victim starts using their brain too.'
Not real scheming, but they've reached a point where they can somewhat tolerate watching their woman writhe in another man's arms.
They regain some cool-headedness and, instead of charging blindly to overcome it, start plotting.
'We'll cover stages 4 and 5 next time….'
[….]
'She'll probably start scheming where I can't see now. Gotta stay sharp.'
[Like Louis, then.]
'Yeah, Louis used his head even in anger.'
Louis schemed hard, but sadly, he danced in the palm of my hand.
'Well, we'll see later. Types like Louis tend to get nasty in bargaining. Gotta watch out in that sense.'
[Understood.]
With that, my 'NTR Theory 101' wrapped up, leaving me some cozy time alone with Min Hayeon.
The next day, heading to the village hunting grounds, we ran into the usual troublemakers as expected—and the bickering kicked off again.
Everything was the same.
Even Han Yeoreum seemed to have changed her mind and was acting like she did in runs 1 and 2.
Except for one difference: Han Bom.
'She's awfully quiet.'
[She might not realize it herself, but it's worrying. If Han Yeoreum notices…]
Luckily, while Han Yeoreum clearly remembered Han Bom having sex with me, she didn't seem to recall every detail of her actions.
Just the big events, apparently.
Plus, since things had gone off-script from the start because of her own screw-up, no reason to suspect…
But even if the flow changed, the major events stayed the same.
Ben Crash's provocations peaked, naturally leading to a duel.
The moment the duel was set, Min Hayeon grabbed Han Bom and the beauty trio and bolted toward the village.
And Han Bom's gaze was definitely different from last run—much more intense.
What I was most curious about was how Han Bom would approach me this time.
Last time, it was breast milk promoters causing mastitis that brought her begging for my help.
'…Wonder how she'll come at me this round.'
I was buzzing with anticipation when someone started heading my way.
Ben Crash, the boss of their crew, stepped forward and said,
"Out of consideration for you, I'll give you a five-minute head start before I come hunt you down."
"Sure."
Ben Crash and 126 others have accepted your duel request.
Duel begins in 5 minutes.
And in this duel…
"Whoa, you're really hot!"
"I thought elves were extinct!"
"No room tonight? Share with me…."
…Han Yeoreum was joining too, surrounded by girls but glaring daggers at me.
'What kinda idiot move she got planned this time?'
Wondering how Han Yeoreum would play it, I headed into the forest.
A burly man clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground.
"Gaaahk!"
Ben Crash defeated. (1 remaining.)
'…Killing him's fine, right?'
[No need to follow the script exactly. This run's already derailed by Han Yeoreum's own mistake, so she won't suspect you.]
I'd considered sparing him, but this was a good chance to test variables, so I finished him off.
Yang Ji-hyeon wouldn't be an issue if I handled her group beforehand.
'Now, for Han Yeoreum… Huh?'
As I pondered how to cook up Han Yeoreum, she came strolling slowly from afar.
She walked calmly at first, then stopped at a distance, looked at Ben Crash, and said in a shocked voice,
"What the hell! You killed him?"
"Yeah. You gonna leave him alive?"
"…."
Han Yeoreum muttered to herself with a twisted expression, like things had gone sideways.
Then she furrowed her brows and started touching the air.
And a hologram popped up in front of me.
"Huh?"
Winner: Seong Su-ho
Reward: 2,113,353 points
Han Yeoreum eyed me sourly, walked up close, and said,
"You win."
"…."
Variable.
'Tch… This ain't good.'
[…?]
I'd planned to toy with her thoroughly and savor it, but this sudden concession soured my mood.
Like hitting the amusement park for a full day, queuing for the finale rollercoaster, only to find it's down for repairs.
Can't force it either.
"Good call. Thought your head was empty, but looks like your brain regenerated in the waiting village."
"You little…."
Han Yeoreum glared daggers for a long while, grinding her teeth, then whipped around and headed for the inn.
'But isn't she an idiot?'
[…?]
I followed, eyeing the back of her head as she strutted off pretentiously.
'She joined the duel and lost all her points to me, right?'
***
Han Yeoreum had lived her whole life without plans.
The reason was simple.
In the modern world she came from, her aimless life always wrapped up perfectly.
Women? Luck? She naturally drew attention, and everything fell into place smoothly.
Her "plans" started as pathetic prologues but ended in epic sagas.
So Han Yeoreum wasn't just unfamiliar with planning—she couldn't even make a basic daily schedule.
That flaw bit her here.
Heading to the inn, she stared holes into the glowing 0 on the back of her hand.
'Fuck, wait— I got no points….'
Her head was full of dueling Seong Su-ho, losing on purpose, then linking up with the Red Summoner group tomorrow.
No matter the regressions, without steady point spending for growth, she'd just keep enduring his humiliating barbs forever.
But she could worry less on one front.
'Han Bom'll give me points again this time. That'll do it.'
In run 1, she'd lost points joining the duel.
'I stuck close to the script today… Tomorrow alone, and those guys should show. And those bitches….'
Han Yeoreum's big plans: contact the Red Summoners and use the beauty trio.
'Lure the girls to approach Seong Su-ho—they'll bite. Horny monkey like him.'
In the past, whenever he wanted something, he'd pimp out a bedmate to another guy.
No guilt whatsoever.
Impossible to keep every woman forever anyway, and he didn't want to.
But one worry nagged as he pushed forward.
'That Seong Su-ho bastard—what'll he pull if I look away?'
His initial plan to monitor Seong Su-ho's every move had already been shoved aside.
'First, figure out who those Red Summoner fucks are!'
Still, he resolved to stick to his plan.
Couldn't stomach another humiliation.
Especially not getting paralyzed by neurotoxin again.
'And after he hooks those bitches, make him use 'em to watch me.'
With that scheme set, Han Yeoreum headed to the inn, hyper-aware of Seong Su-ho trailing behind.
The inn came into view after a bit, and there at the entrance, Han Bom stood with arms crossed, staring him down.
Suddenly, seeing her, Han Yeoreum's head spun like he was drunk.
His brain squirmed, warping his vision.
'Haa… Han Bom….'
The instant she popped into his mind unconsciously—
(Haaang! Mister! Yes! Cum inside! Haaang!)
Han Bom's coquettish moans from pre-regression echoed, blood boiling in his lower belly.
'Fuck! Why me!!'
In his head, Han Bom paraded naked in clothes he'd only ever seen with disgust or indifference.
And beside her, naked Min Hayeon too.
Seong Su-ho stood between, arms around both shoulders, kneading their breasts one-handed.
Seong Su-ho, Min Hayeon, Han Bom in a threesome? Absurd.
Han Yeoreum knew Min Hayeon's personality made it impossible.
But his imagination plunged into depravity, creativity exploding.
(Haa… haa… Su-ho. That felt good!)
(Hng… Mister… I'm… gonna cum!)
Min Hayeon offering her massive tits, moaning lewdly. Han Bom yielding her sleek ones, squirting milk while coquettish.
Once lodged, he couldn't erase the trio's image.
And with it, a familiar sensation stirred below.
'Ah, no!'
Realizing what it was, Han Yeoreum ducked his head and bolted.
"Hey, you okay… wh-where you going!?"
"Need rest!"
He barreled past Han Bom, who was checking on him, straight into the inn.
"Fuck… fuck…."
Han Yeoreum dove under the inn bedcovers, spewing curses.
Couldn't shake the naked images of Han Bom and Min Hayeon.
Just them, he might've endured.
But Seong Su-ho was the problem.
Parked in his head like he owned the place, toying with and savoring Min Hayeon and Han Bom right in front of him.
(Who to fuck first? Hayeon? Bom?)
(M-me first, obviously! I get first dibs!)
(Sis… can't yield first load. Fuck me first, mister!)
The Min Hayeon and Han Bom in his mind sounded as slutty as any girls he'd devoured.
'Fuck! Don't make me laugh!! Why would I!!'
If it was just imagination of Seong Su-ho messing with them, he could've stomached it.
Min Hayeon had fallen to him, sure—but Han Bom? Back to pre-regression, he'd reasoned.
Yet here he was, wailing internally under the sheets for one reason.
'Fuck, deflate already!!'
Staring at the tent in his lower belly.
Lusting over Min Hayeon? Fine.
Even over Han Bom? Hated it, but chalk it up to reflex from pre-regression memories.
But getting hard imagining them getting railed by Seong Su-ho—not even seeing it? Pure hell.
'Fuck!!! Must be 'cause I haven't gotten laid lately! No way it's from thinking of them getting fucked!'
Han Yeoreum shot out of bed, swapped to loose pants to hide the perv situation, and stormed out thinking,
'First, Park Hee-yeon… Bang her once and I'll snap out of it!'
He hunted down Park Hee-yeon.
And upon finding and approaching her, he heard her polite words.
"Sorry, but I'm swamped right now. Can't make time."