How to Steal the Hero's Woman - 317: Yggdrasil (3-26)
Squelch… squelch… squelch….
“Haang… Seong Su-ho… you bastard… just you wait… haang!”
From behind Han Yeoreum's head came Min Hayeon's moans leaking through.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Haang! Ah, ajusshi! Yes! This feels so good!”
From the tent far off, Han Bom was letting out moans loud enough to echo through the cave.
And it was all coming through crystal clear, unfiltered audio for everyone to enjoy.
It was like a full-blown musical.
But the audience couldn't be happy about it.
Han Bom was getting railed by her sworn enemy, and Min Hayeon was masturbating to the sounds of their sex.
A hopeless situation for Han Yeoreum.
And that hopelessness for him extended to everyone watching his channel.
Beautiful moans from the women filled Han Yeoreum's ears, but all he could see before his eyes were chats dripping with contempt.
Shut the fuck up! You bastards think you can talk to me like that just 'cause it's not your problem!? I'll get you later too!
But his seething vow of revenge didn't reach their ears.
Even if it could, this wasn't the time for Han Yeoreum to vent his true feelings.
The reason was simple.
10,000 points donated. -Ret~ard~
5,000 points donated. -NetorareExpertChannel
2,000 points donated. -HowDidTheGenreChangeLikeThis lololol
Absurd messages were shattering Han Yeoreum's mind, and they were donating with those very messages, making his misery even worse.
But they were giving points.
Instinctively, he refused to turn the point donors into enemies, even if he could talk normally later.
A new mission has been registered.
What mission? What is it?
Han Yeoreum endured the moans of Han Bom and Min Hayeon ringing in his ears as he focused on the points.
Points first! Fuck… even on regression, stats carry over! If I just raise my abilities… mission details…
Make Min Hayeon pregnant first - 1,000,000 points
Make Han Bom pregnant first - 700,000 points
These fucking bastards!!! How dare they give me missions like that!? I'll kill you all! After I kill Seong Su-ho, you're next!!!
Even as Han Yeoreum burned with vengeful hatred, the situation showed no signs of changing.
Squelch… squelch… squelch…!
“Heut! Haang… good… so annoying… but… haaaang!”
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Haaaang! Ah, ajusshi! There! Deeper! It feels so gooood!”
Min Hayeon's actions were baffling enough, but Han Bom's moans were even more incomprehensible.
Her supposed first time didn't feel like a first time at all.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch-squelch-squelch!
“Haang! Heut! Haaaang! Yes! This feels too good! Ajusshi's cock is amaaazing!”
“Krut! Han Bom-ssi, your pussy and milk are both delicious!”
“Th-that kind of talk! Haaang!”
At some point, from inside the tent came the slick friction of fluids mixed with Seong Su-ho sucking on her milk.
“Slurp, chuuup!”
“Hwaaaang! Don't suck my tits! Haaaang! It feels weird!”
Han Bom's scream-like moan reached us, but her voice was laced with pleasure.
She was drowning in ecstasy like no woman I'd ever heard before.
For him, sex skills had always been about his face.
Even if his dick didn't satisfy, his looks did.
He got his conquest high from boosting her pleasure, but really, he was content just stamping his seed in her womb.
Now he realized that so-called conquest feeling was just fleeting satisfaction.
But Seong Su-ho was different.
He was soaking Han Bom's body and mind in a tub of pleasure, leaving her mind blank.
Squelch… squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch….
“Seong Su-ho… haang… there… deeper!”
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch-squelch-squelch!!
“Heuuut! Haaaang! Ajusshi! I'm cumming! Gonna cuuum!”
“Then I'll cum with you!”
“No! Inside! Haaaang!”
Han Bom spat a rejection line, but her tone was pure pleasure and permission.
As Han Bom writhed, Min Hayeon muttered and plunged her fingers faster.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
“No… don't cum… I have to block it! But! Haaaang!”
Min Hayeon said she had to block it, but she didn't stop masturbating.
If anything, hearing Seong Su-ho's cum signal made her speed up even more.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
“Aaang! First time feeling like this! Haang! Masturbation feels so gooood!!”
In the mind-melting atmosphere, Han Yeoreum felt his brain and lower belly pulsing with chaotic blood flow, like they might explode.
No! Block it! Hayeon! Block it now!! Bom! It's Han Bom, the one you cherished so much!!!
At some point, Han Yeoreum's brain cells broke down into a protein lump and flowed to his lower belly, while the pleasure lump there stormed his head.
The channel viewers spotting his erection started mocking him.
They hurled mockery mixed with self-loathing while keep donating points.
But there was zero concern for Han Yeoreum in those donations.
The point totals only pissed him off more.
1,000 points donated. -Buy condoms with this and prevent the girls from getting knocked up later-
1,000 points donated. -On floor 3 they'll sell onaholes or something? Save points for that at least.-
I'll kill you all! I swear I'll kill you! You fucking bastards! Stop! If you're gonna donate like that, just stop!!
Chump change donations laced with insults and mockery.
No homeless bum would tolerate this treatment, let alone Han Yeoreum.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
“Cumming! Han Bom-ssi! Here it comes!”
“Haaaang! No! Not inside! Haaaaang!”
“Kruuuut!”
“Haaaaang!”
With the intense moans bursting from the tent.
“Heuuuuut!”
Min Hayeon's climax cry squeezed into Han Yeoreum's narrow ear canal alongside them.
And the mingled pleasure from both sounds stimulated his body.
Fuck!!!!
He could feel it.
The sweet feminine scent wafting from behind his head contrasting with the disgusting stench overflowing right under his nose…
“Hoo… hoo….”
“Heu… ha….”
Inside the tent, only the exhausted breaths of the man and woman echoed.
After pouring everything into Han Bom's womb, we lay embraced in the afterglow.
About five minutes had passed in this state.
In previous rounds, I'd have pulled out and switched positions by now, or whispered sweet nothings while cuddling.
But the mood right now made it impossible to progress.
Min Hayeon was still outside the tent.
Going further felt awkward with her there, but ending and stepping out was embarrassing too.
Then, a husky female voice rang out from outside.
“How long you gonna leave me out here?”
“Uh, unni!”
“Heuk!”
Thankfully, the one who ended this awkwardness was Min Hayeon herself, the cause of it.
She and I scrambled into our clothes, ignoring the fluids on our bodies, and burst out of the tent.
We moved like a rapid response team on emergency dispatch.
Min Hayeon eyed us both with clear dissatisfaction and said,
“Sorry, but I need to sleep too? Can't make another tent since this one's mine.”
“Haha… s-sorry.”
“You both satisfied?”
At Min Hayeon's bold words, Han Bom's face flushed with a shyness I'd never seen before.
Her small face turned beet red, like it might burst.
“Y-yeah….”
“Okay….”
Min Hayeon smiled involuntarily at Han Bom's look and turned to me.
“Anyway, I'll sleep with Bom tonight. Su-ho, make your own tent and crash.”
“Got it.”
“...Too straightforward?”
“You said you need to sleep….”
This wasn't like Min Hayeon if she let it slide coolly….
She pouted and grumbled, wrapping an arm around Han Bom's shoulders.
“Wonder if there's a stream nearby? Gotta wash up.”
“Ah, that!”
“...?”
Han Bom leaned in and whispered to Min Hayeon so no sound leaked.
Min Hayeon's eyes widened as she approached me.
“Cleansing fluid? That exists?”
“Uh… maybe in alchemy?”
I pretended ignorance and checked the alchemy list, quickly finding what Han Bom mentioned.
I whipped up some cleansing fluid for Han Bom in a hurry and handed it over.
“Hoo… it's just for washing, but it takes a shit-ton of mana….”
“S-sorry….”
“Sorry my ass!”
Min Hayeon shot me a mischievous glare.
“If you can settle for this after banging her, it's a total steal, right?”
“Hahaha… y-yeah.”
Anyone would think that.
If one vial of cleansing fluid let you sleep with Han Bom, who cared about the mana cost?
I agreed completely.
Once Han Bom cleaned herself thoroughly with it, Min Hayeon linked arms with her gently.
“Alright, bedtime. See you tomorrow, Su-ho.”
“Ah, ajusshi tomorrow—hwat!”
“Anyone'd think we won't meet again from that farewell. Hurry in!”
“U-unni! Wait!”
Min Hayeon yanked Han Bom into the tent in a big hug.
They chattered noisily inside for a while before their voices softened to whispers.
Watching them warmly, I turned and my eyes fell on one figure.
Dead?
I cautiously checked Han Yeoreum's state.
A mix of amusement and disgust washed over me.
Tears streamed from his eyes, and a foul stench wafted from his pants.
I pitched my voice low enough not to reach Min Hayeon or Han Bom.
“Han Yeoreum… thanks a ton. Thanks to you, I'm feasting like a king.”
“….”
No reaction to my taunt, not even a twitch in his eyes.
I pitched my tent, then approached and whispered,
“Oh yeah, that gem from the cave earlier—said it could record, right?”
“….”
“Didn't care about the content, so I didn't watch….”
I fiddled with the gem, grinning.
“But I recorded what I did with Han Bom earlier. Wanna trade later? Bet they'd swarm for 100,000 points. Kehehehe….”
I chuckled sinisterly, about to enter my tent.
A twitch.
“Hm? Awake?”
I checked Han Yeoreum again, just in case.
But it must've been my imagination—nothing had changed.
Except…
“What? Crying more?”
More tears seemed to be flowing.
“What's up? Why the waterworks? Nightmare?”
I smirked, playing dumb despite knowing.
“Whatever… don't know what nightmare you're having…. But I'll make you really happy later.”
I snickered as I headed into the tent.
“I'll film me with Hayeon and Bom, show it to you, and make you happy.”
Another twitch, but Han Yeoreum didn't stir in the end.