How to Steal the Hero's Woman - Episode 304: Yggdrasil (3-13)
“Bom… she was looking at you in a way that wasn't quite normal.”
“...What?”
I'm fucked.
That was the only thought that came to mind.
I froze like a statue at Min Hayeon's words, my mouth refusing to open.
As I sat there in stunned silence, my face a mask of panic, Min Hayeon seemed lost in thought and continued.
“Back when we first arrived at the village and she saw you... and that evening when she asked to eat together or have a drink...”
“...”
“No matter how I think about it, Bom seems to...”
Min Hayeon gave me a meaningful look.
“Act like she already knows about you, doesn't she?”
Only then, hearing her words, could I finally let out a quiet sigh of relief in my mind.
Phew... She doesn't suspect anything deep like that.
[Caution advised. Min Hayeon might be circling around deliberately, waiting for you to slip up.]
Don't say scary shit like that...
You're the scariest one...
I took Armonia's advice to heart and responded to the conversation with utmost care.
“Maybe she's just looking out for you because you're her teammate?”
“No, no. Bom isn't the type to... well, with guys like that.”
Min Hayeon hesitated to mention Han Bom's man-hating tendencies but spoke with firm conviction.
“And the most telling part...”
“...?”
“Yesterday during your duel, Bom was so calm, like she knew it would all work out.”
Under the assumption that Han Yeoreum had regressed, Min Hayeon began pointing out the oddities in Han Bom's behavior one by one.
“Plus, last night while we were sleeping, she asked about you.”
“Hmm...”
“Suho.”
“Yeah?”
Min Hayeon leaned in close, her face troubled, and whispered softly.
“I'm on your side. But on the other hand, Bom really feels like family to me.”
“...”
“No matter how much she hates Yeoreum, she'll have no choice but to side with her sister. Family's family.”
No, she's actually on my side?
It seemed Min Hayeon had zero inkling that Han Bom might harbor feelings for me.
Han Bom's lifelong facade had left no room for such suspicions in Min Hayeon's mind.
But on the flip side, a new problem was brewing.
“So, if Bom starts prying, it's best to keep secrets tight. She might have regressed herself, or Yeoreum could have asked her to probe indirectly.”
“...Got it. But Hayeon.”
“Yeah?”
“Don't be too wary of Han Bom.”
“...Why?”
Min Hayeon didn't hate Han Bom, but she was definitely on guard.
Whether swept up in the regression or roped in by Han Yeoreum's plea, every scrap of info could ripple unpredictably post-regression.
But that was just from Min Hayeon's perspective.
“Remember when we drank in Jepirum Village? You told me how close you got with Yeoreum's sisters.”
“R... right?”
“Think about it—you haven't known me long, but you've spent real family time with Han Bom.”
I patted Min Hayeon's shoulder and whispered.
“If you keep acting guarded, it'll hurt her feelings.”
Besides, Han Bom really was regressing right now.
If Min Hayeon showed suspicion or wariness here, and Han Bom picked up on it, she'd be genuinely wounded.
Min Hayeon seemed to get the gist and nodded.
“Okay... But I still need to be careful. I like Bom, but I like you too.”
“Thanks for watching out.”
Truth be told, Min Hayeon probably would've kept it to light caution without me saying anything.
Still, if she overstepped and soured things with Han Bom, I'd be the one in real trouble.
My endgame was both of them snug in my arms, after all.
Finishing up with Min Hayeon, we rejoined the party—and I caught Han Bom glancing our way.
I flashed her a small smile, then messaged via comms.
Is Yang Ji-hyeon doing as ordered?
[Just in case, Lena's on standby nearby. She reports eyes watching from the shadows.]
Good.
If things were going smoothly, Yang Ji-hyeon had likely made contact with Han Yeoreum by now and wrapped it up.
Han Yeoreum... what fresh hell shall I unleash this time?
I let out a vicious chuckle in my mind and resumed the hunt.
***
Han Yeoreum sighed inwardly at the masked figures before her.
Phew... good. They only show when I'm alone.
Conversation flowed just like in the first run, their offer coming as expected.
“We'll take that guy out for you.”
“...Deal.”
Han Yeoreum nodded and accepted the Red Summoners' proposal, immediately firing off questions.
“But who the hell are you guys?”
“...No need to know.”
“Come on, even if... at least introduce yourselves for trust, right? This is sketchy as hell...”
“...”
The one in the center, face hidden behind his mask, radiated discomfort anyway.
Han Yeoreum chewed her lip, desperately awaiting a response.
“You really wanna know?”
“Duh? I'm not teaming up with randoms...”
But the answer dashed her hopes.
“Knowing our identity means you die here.”
“...”
Han Yeoreum scowled, cursing inwardly.
Fucking bastards... no dice. They won't spill easily.
Plus, they didn't seem all that invested in her.
Just opportunists making contact.
Shit... compromise for now.
She waved it off casually.
“Fine, whatever. So, what exactly do you want from me?”
“...Take this drug.”
She received the hallucinogen as before, along with the rundown.
Eventually, she'd have no choice but to enter a dungeon—and there, slip it to Seong Su-ho's companion.
They detailed the dungeon layout; Han Yeoreum listened obediently.
“Three paths will appear. Guide Seong Su-ho to the center one. Done.”
“...Deal.”
“Good. The contract, then...”
“One condition.”
“...”
To the masked man's irritation, Han Yeoreum rushed her demand.
“Monitor Seong Su-ho while he's in the village. Tell me what he's up to. I'll do anything.”
“...You want us spying on him?”
“Can't even do that?”
The mask twitched; he snorted.
“Lucky you. We're already on it.”
“What? For real!?”
“Since yesterday, my subordinate's on him 24/7. Video logs too, just in case.”
“Perfect! That's it! The footage—gimme that, and I'm all in!”
“...Done.”
The deal with the Red Summoners was sealed.
Yes! This regression started rough, but it's turning around.
Han Yeoreum nailed both initial goals: the contract and Su-ho surveillance.
She couldn't know yet what he'd done, but post-contract, the truth would out.
“We'll contact when dungeon time hits. We'll keep tabs and film till then. You'll get it after.”
“Cool.”
“Later.”
With that, the masked Red Summoners vanished from sight.
Despite the smooth progress, Han Yeoreum couldn't fully celebrate.
...Fuck, they look insanely strong.
These Red Summoners felt unbeatable even 1v1.
And Su-ho took them all out? That monkey fuck...
The skill gap hit hard, and suddenly, he flooded her mind.
(Haah! Hng! Ahng! It hurts! Hng!)
(Kuh! Fucking love this!! Min Hayeon! Virgin pussy's the best!!)
(Hauk! Haaang! P-please! No more! Hng!)
Seong Su-ho ravishing Min Hayeon's first time by force.
And Han Yeoreum, powerless across the hall, forced to listen.
Fuck! Why's this popping up now!?
She couldn't stifle the surging arousal, heat flooding her lower belly unchecked.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Cursing silently, she halted hunting and headed to the village.
Points here are peanuts anyway! Better to fuck a girl and cash in.
Recalling Min Hayeon's rape-moans, Han Yeoreum's lust overtook her; she went hunting for a woman.
..
..
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Ah, it hurts! Y-Yeoreum, s-slow down!”
“Haah! Haah! Fuck, stay still!”
“Aaaah! Hurts!”
Han Yeoreum pinned the thrashing woman with his weight, mercilessly thrusting in and out of her hips to sate himself.
Her cries weren't pleasure—they were agony-laced screams, tears streaming.
No ecstasy in those tears; pure, condensed pain.
The woman he'd bedded yesterday missed him; spotting her, he dove right in.
No foreplay, but his looks initially eased entry.
But his brutal, selfish pistoning killed her arousal, drying her out, then summoning pain.
Her insides weren't wet—dry friction tore at her, agony stabbing her brain.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Hurts! It hurts so much! Stop! Pleeease!”
“Fuck! Why's it hurt with you!? What's the difference between me and that bastard!?”
His erection wasn't from her—it was Min Hayeon and Su-ho's hallucination propping him up.
(Aaaang! Yes! Love it!!! Haaang! It's hitting deep!! Haaaang~!)
(Knew it from first sight! You love getting raped, huh?)
(N-no! Haaang! No way!! I'd never like that! Haaaang!)
(Kuh! Yes you do! I felt it! You know how long I waited to fuck you!?)
Simultaneously, Han Yeoreum's mind conjured Min Hayeon gushing under Su-ho's rape.
Not eyewitness, but perfectly simulated in his head.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“S-slow down! It really hurts!”
“Fuck off! That monkey does it fine, but mine hurts!? Feel it more!”
“Hng...”
Now, her tears shifted from physical pain to mental wounds.
Fuck! If that bastard can, so can I!
Fueled by Min Hayeon's moans echoing in his skull, Han Yeoreum ramped up speed.
(Cumming! Shooting my load in a celeb's pussy!!)
(Haaaang!! Haaaaaaaang!!!)
Squelchsquelchsquelchsquelchsquelch.
“Cumming! Gonna cum!”
“N-no! Not inside!”
“Fuck that! I'm cumming too!”
Min Hayeon took Su-ho's load without protest.
But this nobody rejecting him enraged Han Yeoreum; he pounded wilder.
As climax exploded, one image flashed: Min Hayeon kissing Su-ho's dick, smiling...
(My man's right here~~ Hehe.)
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Fuck!! Fuuuuck!!!”
“Aaaah!”
Han Yeoreum gripped her arms, unloading deep inside.
She sobbed at each spurt, tears flowing.
“Hng... No... Hurts...”
Gazing down at her whimpers, he muttered.
“Now you're wet. Good? This time, I'll make you cum for real.”
“S-stop... Aah!”
Thus, Han Yeoreum's brutality resumed.
But he didn't notice.
“Haah! Feels good, right!? Say it feels good!”
“Stop! Enough already!”
“Bullshit! It feels good! Moan more!”
The beautiful orange gem now spinning lazily above his head...