Yggdrasil (3-58)
I averted my eyes from Han Yeoreum's pathetic display, desperate to just get out of this room.
She'd randomly taken off her pants, for some reason.
I could guess exactly what this idiot was up to.
"Han Bom… fuck! So damn good… haaah!"
The lunatic was jerking off while calling his little sister's name.
'What a moron… If you're gonna do that, at least lock the door. What if Bom walks in? Oh, right, this isn't his room, so he couldn't.'
The only reason I could barge in like this was because it was Han Bom's guest room.
Han Bom or Min Hayeon wouldn't mind me entering at all without a good reason, so I could come and go freely.
After watching Han Yeoreum's disgusting act for about a minute, I finally called out to him after some deliberation.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
"Kuh!"
Hearing my voice, Han Yeoreum jolted in shock and frantically tried to shove his lower body under the table.
But the table in this room had no underside cover, so everything was fully exposed to my view.
"Fuck… you crazy bastard…."
"Sh-shut up! Who told you to come in without permission!!"
Han Yeoreum awkwardly struggled to pull up his pants while his junk was still dangling out.
I immediately turned my head away and clutched my skull.
'Fuck… how much Enel to erase that scene from my brain?'
Erasing just the scene without perfect memory wipe would cost about 150,000 Enel.
'…I'll save up Enel and erase it later.'
I had plenty of Enel to spare, but I didn't want to waste it on something like this.
While I had my back turned, Han Yeoreum somehow managed to change pants, climbed out from under the table, and charged at me.
"You fucking bastard! What the hell is this!"
"What else? You beating your meat."
"Shut up! I've never done that shit! And that's not what I'm talking about!!"
"…?"
I shrugged innocently and smirked at him.
"Then what are you talking about?"
"Contract violation!"
Han Yeoreum started threatening me, claiming the gem I'd given him was from a different entity than promised.
"You're screwed! Contract violation, so hand over all your assets to me!"
"What are you on about? Contract violation?"
"You fucking retard who can't understand words? This isn't the gem I wanted!!"
Han Yeoreum wore an irritated expression but started smirking triumphantly.
And understandably so—he probably saw this as his first chance to finally screw me over.
This guy, who'd been trampled underfoot at the bottom rung and had his pride ground to dust, was now gleefully pressing the attack, thinking he'd won for once.
"Plus, contract violation makes you a Red Summoner too, right!? Puahaha! Loser!"
"…."
"What? Gonna apologize now? Go on! Beg, and maybe I'll let it slide? Puahaha!"
I looked at Han Yeoreum, who was laughing his ass off, and spoke to him in a pathetic, pitying tone.
"Are you stupid?"
"What!? You little— I was gonna go easy if you apologized!"
"The contract ended ages ago, you moron…."
"…."
"The contract document's already expired."
"Th-then…."
Only then did Han Yeoreum seem to realize something was off and start pondering deeply.
I spoke to him while he was lost in thought.
"Hey, what were the contract conditions?"
"Conditions? Obviously! You give me all the gems you had…."
Han Yeoreum finally pieced it together.
I leaned in with a grin and whispered in his ear.
"Those gems?"
"…?"
"They can overwrite others too, y'know?"
The moment he heard me, Han Yeoreum's pupils bulged with veins as he glared daggers.
"You… you… you fucking bastard!!! I'll kill you!!!"
As Han Yeoreum grabbed my collar and shook me, startled voices came from outside the door, followed by two women bursting in.
"Wh-what's going on!"
"What's this?"
It was Min Hayeon and Han Bom.
Even after that, it took quite a while to calm Han Yeoreum down.
Maybe because he felt utterly toyed with, he couldn't contain his rage and kept bickering with me until he collapsed from exhaustion.
In the end, the issue with Han Yeoreum's room fizzled out, and he ended up staying in Han Bom's room as is.
He didn't seem controllable right now anyway….
Afterward, the party members gathered—minus Han Yeoreum—and gathered some basic info about this place.
The key points we learned….
The ghosts we'd seen posed no real threat even without the Cerberus Eye.
The graveyard keeper would return in at least two days.
And the accommodations here were fully equipped for sleeping and such.
But there was one major problem, in a certain sense.
"There's… no restaurant here."
"Dead people don't eat, so they don't even have the concept of food."
There were no food ingredients on the 2nd floor at all.
"Good thing we stocked up generously before coming."
The silver lining was that we had more than enough food—overflowing, even.
Before entering the dungeon, we'd bought enough provisions from the 1st floor grocery store to last over a month, thanks to ample inventory space and points.
I hadn't expected it to come in so handy.
"Let's take it easy and explore until the graveyard keeper returns."
We'd rested after the defense trial, but the simple lodgings in the underground sewer were worlds apart from these lavish guest rooms.
Everyone beamed at my words and headed to their bedrooms.
All but one, that is….
"Um… M-Mr. Su-ho. Is… the spot next to you free tonight?"
"Haha…."
Talk about manna from heaven.
The warp cooldown was almost up anyway.
I wanted to go all out before then, and this was perfect timing.
As I awkwardly smiled and moved toward Han Bom—
Before I could reach her, Min Hayeon suddenly threw an arm around Han Bom's shoulders and teased her playfully.
"Bom, my spot's free too."
"S-Sis? Th-that's!"
Min Hayeon toyed with Han Bom for a bit, then glanced at me with a sly smile.
"Su-ho."
"Yeah?"
"…Got room for two?"
Han Yeoreum lay there for a long time before mustering the strength to sit up.
But even with his mind clearing, the facts hadn't changed.
'Seong Su-ho… Seong Su-ho… fucking bastard….'
For Han Yeoreum, who'd endured humiliation after humiliation, the only "reward" was the sex tape Seong Su-ho had planted.
As his hazy mind sharpened and his depleted stamina recovered, his rage swelled uncontrollably.
But no matter how much it grew, there was nothing he could do.
Helplessness swallowed him whole.
'…Even regression won't fix this shit.'
Even if he regressed, he couldn't undo the humiliations or the lewd "reward" from Seong Su-ho.
His suicidal urges from pointless regressions had completely vanished.
'Seong Su-ho… how… how do I kill that fucker!'
As Han Yeoreum seethed inwardly at the thought of Seong Su-ho—
Just as his rage hit critical mass and threatened to shatter his mind, a defense mechanism kicked in, flashing another scene before him.
'Fuck… why… why this….'
The sex scene with Seong Su-ho and Han Bom came into sharp focus.
His rage instantly morphed into lust, and a humiliating erection left him pathetic once more.
The angrier he got, the more aroused his body became.
It was hell.
And then there were the entities making his anguish even worse….
The channel viewers had sidelined Han Yeoreum entirely, fixated only on the sex scenes.
"…Shut up."
Han Yeoreum burned with rage toward the channel entities but couldn't easily lash out with curses.
Even with ironclad security, Han Yeoreum had already exposed his shameful moments to them.
Masturbating while watching his sister get fucked by another man.
"Fuck…."
Earlier, while watching Han Bom's video, Han Yeoreum had wrestled with countless dilemmas.
But in the end, toward the video's close, he couldn't hold back the rising lust in his gut and started jerking.
The problem was the video's length.
He'd only begun midway through the end, and his half-assed fap got interrupted by Seong Su-ho popping up from behind.
The chat kept poking at Han Yeoreum's rage, converting it straight to lust.
Their words relentlessly tempted his desires.
Gazing at the rippling chat window of temptation, one thought struck Han Yeoreum.
'…Should I show this to Hayeon?'
He was fairly certain.
All the videos from Seong Su-ho featured Min Hayeon and Han Bom getting intimate….
And they were clearly secret recordings.
'Yeah… I gotta try this. Show Hayeon and Bom, frame him as a creep voyeur….'
Even if Min Hayeon and Han Bom didn't turn on him easily, it was a golden chance to tarnish Seong Su-ho's godlike image among the party.
Han Yeoreum cracked open the door and cautiously peered outside.
Every time he peeked, some misty fog-like thing brushed past him.
'Fuck… actual ghosts.'
Han Bom had briefly mentioned the 2nd floor, but seeing the dead up close was terrifying.
Plus, Han Yeoreum had no clue about Seong Su-ho's Cerberus Eye.
He'd only heard from Han Bom that it was safe….
Han Yeoreum scanned his surroundings warily, catching the ghosts' whispers.
(Oh my… he's handsome.)
(Tell me about it. If only I'd met a guy like that before dying….)
(Think he'd hate it if I talked to him now?)
The ghosts eyeing him happened to be female spirits in maid outfits.
Thanks to them, Han Yeoreum regained a sliver of confidence.
'Phew… this feeling hits different.'
They were ghosts with plain looks, but the praise rebuilt his crumbled ego, brick by painful brick.
Buoyed, Han Yeoreum approached a maid ghost and asked,
"Excuse me… mind if I ask something?"
(Oh! Of course~)
The nearby ghosts swarmed him, clamoring for questions.
Annoyed but forcing a smile, Han Yeoreum spoke up.
"Do you know where the girl with long dark brown hair—who came with me—is staying?"
(Oh! Her room is to the left from here….)
Han Yeoreum thanked them, got Min Hayeon's room location, and turned to leave.
"Thanks. Well then…."
(But you're looking for that girl, right?)
"Yes."
(She won't be there….)
"…What do you mean?"
Unease gripping him, Han Yeoreum clutched his left chest over his heart and awaited her words.
His hunch was right.
(She went to the scary man's room earlier, with another girl.)
'That fucking bastard!'
Han Yeoreum trembled uncontrollably as he headed to Seong Su-ho's room.
What was happening there?
Just talking?
'Fuck no way!'
Seong Su-ho, who toyed with Min Hayeon and Han Bom even in unsafe spots.
No way he'd just chat in a safe place like this.
But what really fueled Han Yeoreum's fury wasn't just them being in his room.
'Fuck! Not one, but both together!? No way! Even if they're close….'
Han Yeoreum knew Min Hayeon and Han Bom's bond better than they did themselves, from watching on the sidelines.
As women, family, friends.
All intertwined.
Yet his inner anxiety wouldn't fade.
Weird, perverse delusions swirled in his head.
Specifically….
'No way… even if they're close… even if they like guys… no way all three together!'
3P.
Clinging to hope it wasn't true, Han Yeoreum reached Seong Su-ho's door.
But arriving didn't give him many options.
'Can't even go in… can't knock either….'
Han Yeoreum agonized wildly in front of the door.
'Fuck, wanna just twist the knob and bust in…. Huh?'
The moment he grabbed and turned the knob, expecting it locked—
A faint metallic scrape barely audible even to his eardrums sounded….
Creak….
The knob turned, the door silently swung open, and from inside….
(Wow… so big….)
(As expected… in person….)
Sultry female voices drifted out.
'No… no fucking way.'
Han Yeoreum slowly pushed the door open and peered inside.
Seong Su-ho's room was vastly different from the one he'd been in.
Han Bom's was a simple studio, but this had a large living room and two interior doors.
Not that it was his room, but seeing this pissed him off.
'Why does a guy like that get the fancy suite….'
He hadn't seen the others' rooms, but they were probably like Han Bom's.
Feeling inferior, Han Yeoreum crept in slowly, scanning the room.
'The sounds….'
The central living area was empty, thankfully. He slipped off his shoes, minimized his footsteps, and headed toward the noise.
At the door he pinpointed as the source, he listened closely.
(Gives me chills every time.)
(Me too! But weirdly, the chills make it even more thrilling each time.)
He knew the voices instantly.
Min Hayeon and Han Bom.
'Fuck… fuck!'
Both women… were in Seong Su-ho's room.
Still, Han Yeoreum clung to hope, pressing his ear to the door and focusing.
'N-no Seong Su-ho voice. Maybe he's in the other room….'
As he prayed desperately with that hopeful logic and cracked the door—
His prayers shattered in under a second.
What met his eyes….
(I'm so blessed. Never thought the day would come when both of you stroke my dick together.)
Seong Su-ho on the bed, embracing Min Hayeon and Han Bom, receiving a double handjob.