Yggdrasil (3-35)
Han Bom muttered while staring at my cock.
"Wow… it looks so delicious."
Her bewitching words had a talent for doubling the atmosphere.
The usually prickly, childlike girl, when immersed in the mood, flushed pink with desire.
Any man who didn't get hard watching that wouldn't be a man.
And at the same time, the entity watching it started getting excited in a different way.
I asked in disbelief at Gekkosu's words.
"Dude, wouldn't a handjob be even better anyway?"
…What kind of life did this guy live in the past that jerking off is 'pure' and handjobs are 'dirty'?
If he'd wanted to see handjobs or blowjobs, he could've just gone to Han Yeoreum's channel ages ago.
Anyone could tell at first glance that Han Yeoreum was way hotter.
Hearing this made me even more curious about the guy's real identity.
"I'm curious—what did you do before, anyway?"
"A judge? Like one who sorts out gays?"
Fair point… If he was that expert, he wouldn't have joined in the first place.
Truly fascinating.
A virgin detector and a judge…
I was getting even more curious about what this guy did for a living.
But my curiosity soon got buried under surging lust.
"Ngh…"
Han Bom glanced at Han Yeoreum far off in the distance, then started gently touching my cock.
It was barely more than a touch, but every time her hand pushed and pulled at my skin, it felt like sparks flying.
Squatting down, Han Bom stroked my cock while gazing at it in wonder.
Whether man or woman, it was all the same.
Seeing a body part you didn't have was fascinating.
And touching it was an intriguing experience.
No matter how much you tried to get used to it, that part never became familiar easily.
As she slowly moved her hand like that, Han Yeoreum suddenly started yelling from afar.
"Ah, I can't eat because I can't see! Take off the blindfold!"
"…"
I could see Han Bom's brow furrow.
But Han Yeoreum couldn't see Han Bom's reaction anyway.
"Just untie it while I'm eating!"
"Shut up!"
I thought it was annoying too, but those words didn't come from my mouth.
"Wh-what! Why are you yelling at me!"
"I was in a good mood, and you ruined it! So shut your damn mouth and eat. You're all talk and no action…"
"What?"
Han Yeoreum suddenly shot up blindly and turned toward us, yelling.
"What the hell are you two doing!"
"…"
Han Yeoreum started flailing toward us.
"What are you doing! Answer me quick…"
"Hey, shut your mouth."
With my words…
"…"
Han Yeoreum could only flail silently.
She couldn't even make a gurgling sound from her throat.
Works like a charm.
And I gave Han Yeoreum one final command to halt her completely.
"Now sit down and eat."
"…"
Her body trembling, Han Yeoreum meekly sat back down in her spot.
From afar, she looked like a good girl who listened well.
And Han Bom giggled at the sight.
"Ah… that's hilarious."
She no longer showed much anxiety about what happened to Han Yeoreum as long as she didn't die.
In fact, Han Bom was starting to enjoy watching her sister suffer such humiliation.
Han Bom looked up at me and whispered softly.
"Then, bon appétit~"
With that, she slipped my glans into her mouth.
Her actual meal sat ignored beside her as she chewed on my glans adorably.
Cute didn't even cover it—it was lovable.
Han Bom's blowjob sounds carried caution and gentleness.
But once she tasted my skin, she gradually picked up speed.
The caution and gentleness soon turned to intensity and pleasure, her sounds starting to echo off the cave walls.
While savoring Han Bom's mouth with my cock, I kept a close eye on Han Yeoreum's reactions.
"…"
Han Yeoreum's twitching arms and body were telling me everything.
Having bedded so many women before, she clearly knew exactly what Han Bom and I were doing.
How pathetic must she feel?
Unable to see, unable to speak, while her little sister sucked a guy's cock right nearby…
And if that guy was the arch-enemy who stole her girlfriend, she'd have nothing left to say.
If Han Bom's blowjob was the main course, Han Yeoreum's sight was the dessert.
Truly, 30% of NTL's charm was in depicting the loser's suffering.
Experiencing that NTL in real life felt like injecting something more addictive than drugs into my veins.
"…"
At times like this, I felt a twinge of regret.
From Gekkosu's perspective, Han Yeoreum was just some pretty girlfriend who'd gotten eaten by me.
He didn't know how Han Yeoreum had treated me before her regression.
If he did, our chats would be even more fun, I thought with some regret.
It'd been a few months for me, but barely a month for him.
Still, compared to a regressor, I'm pretty happy.
Han Yeoreum was truly alone, but I wasn't.
Min Hayeon and Han Bom.
Two women were on my side.
The actual regressor, Han Yeoreum, kept plummeting into ruin oblivious to why, while those around her—like me—were thriving.
But even in my happiness, something nagging caught my eye, which was a shame.
[That person is favorable toward you, Suho-nim, but not to the point of revealing the regression fact.]
That's true.
I shouldn't stupidly spill secrets just because of one minor annoyance.
Best to just think of him as a fun chat buddy.
"Nah, that's not it. Just something popped into my head."
"How do missions work?"
The guy who'd been chattering excitedly until a moment ago suddenly went silent at the mention of missions.
He'd bragged about getting 500k points last time—too stingy to give 100k?
But it didn't take long for a hologram window to appear before me.
Fuck a girl within a month (or 100 jerk-offs if fail) - 100,000 points
Unlike his silence, he confirmed the success clearly.
But soon I realized his silence wasn't about points.
"…"
Why was he so obsessed with jerking off…
Should I give him a little? But I have no real intention of doing an actual solo show…
Before meeting Viola, jerking off was my whole life.
But meeting her changed everything, and I had no desire to go back to that old existence.
I'll think about it… Ngh!
Just then, the urge to cum surged in an instant.
Little-mouthed Han Bom looked up at me, giving her all in the blowjob.
As the sensation built, I couldn't help but let my voice echo through the cave.
"I-I'm gonna cum."
"Slurp, sluuuurp! Sluuuurp!"
Han Bom rolled her tongue relentlessly at my signal.
And that sound made Han Yeoreum react.
Seated in her spot, spoon untouched, she strained her ears with a look of despair.
The building climax exploded under Han Bom's tongue work.
"Nghhh!"
"Sluuuuurp!"
After tasting the cum from my brief ejaculation, Han Bom pulled her lips away and muttered.
"Hmm… still, pussy's better than mouth?"
"Why do you think that?"
"Feels like not much came out…"
I nearly burst out laughing at Han Bom's bluntness.
When cumming inside pussy, I always topped up with Enel once or twice for volume.
A man's orgasm is the ejaculation.
The more cum, the greater the pleasure I released.
No point increasing mouth shots just to pity her. Can't do it.
Unless it was Min Hayeon's insane vacuum sucking, most girls were fine with 2-3 loads anyway.
I stroked Han Bom's head as she glared up at me sulkily.
"I'll give you plenty tonight."
…
…
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
"Ahhn! Yes! Hngh!"
"Your grip is insane!"
"Better than unnie! Better than your sister?"
"Can't even compare!"
"Haaaahn!"
After hearing my answer, Han Bom cried out even louder, making the cave ring.
At first, before insertion, she'd been hesitant with Han Yeoreum nearby, barely speaking.
But once I thrust in, she treated Han Yeoreum like she didn't exist.
She screamed wildly, as if wanting Min Hayeon and the trio on other routes to hear.
"Haa! So good! This is too fucking good!"
"Gonna cum!"
"Hnggh! Haaaaahn!"
At my cum signal, Han Bom hugged me tight, slamming my cock deep inside her.
After the ejaculation passed, she pulled me out and muttered.
"Heh… guess pussy really is better. Look at all that came out."
I didn't know if it was instinct or something she'd heard, but every line from her made me feel great.
Post-nut clarity cleared my head, revealing one clear fact.
…How can I drag that bitch even deeper into hell?
I couldn't feel it, but I knew.
Someone was quietly waiting by the tent right now…
[She's already falling deep into hell as we speak…]
No. Hell—or the abyss—is still a place where people live.
Hell or abyss, people go there, people live there.
Even if it's called uninhabitable, humans adapt, and sometimes that adaptation leads to escape routes.
Best to keep dropping her from precarious moments.
Continuously dangling her on the edge beats one big plunge.
I already had a solid plan, but scheming something even more fun for later seemed good too.
As I toyed with Han Bom's body in sage mode,
[How about discussing return after arriving in town?]
Yeah. Let's scout ways up to the 2nd floor first, then decide.
From Zodiac's view, lingering in one spot too long wasn't ideal.
Enel supply issues too—they'd prefer pushing toward Strata.
[I've shortlisted travel spots with Viola. Will show you right away when you return.]
Thanks.
I'd promised to take Viola somewhere fun to pamper her when we got back to the ship.
Armonia had mentioned pre-selecting good spots for that.
I'd always wondered about Armonia's inner thoughts.
Stuck on the ship, staring only at me—must be stressful, yet she picked vacation spots for another woman's sake…
On a whim, I asked.
Armonia, wanna come with?
[I must guard the ship. Don't worry about me and go ahead.]
It's just a day trip anyway. Come on.
[…]
Oh… an unexpected reaction.
I figured Armonia would firmly refuse, but after two invites, the vibe shifted.
To show I meant it, I pushed harder.
Come on. I really want you there. Not kidding.
[…I'd just ruin the mood if I came.]
I snapped at such Armonia.
Thinking that way is rude. No one feels that at all.
[…I'll think about it.]
Armonia drew a line somehow, but it felt faintly drawn.
Smiling, I called her name via comms.
Armonia.
Yes.
To the earnestly replying Armonia, I said.
Wear something sexy if you come out.
[…Decline.]
Smiling, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.