Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Taxidermied
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"...What the hell."
Yesterday... yesterday...
I got blackout drunk with my Russian buddies... and closed my eyes?
Yeah, I just shut my eyes for a second, and suddenly morning's here.
"Ughhh... my head..."
I prop myself up and look around... Where the hell is this?
On a bed?
"Arghhh... Buer?"
I sit up in bed, stretching, and right next to me are these massive tits.
Buer's lying there next to me, buried under the covers, snoring away peacefully.
Down on the floor by the bed, there's vodka bottles, cigarettes, and drugs scattered everywhere... Looks like Buer had a wild night too.
"But why the hell are you naked, you slut."
Why isn't Buer wearing any clothes?
Her huge breasts brush against my skin, firm and bouncy.
I give the one on the right a good squeeze—
"Oh."
Like pudding.
Sinks right in.
"Ahh, so damn tired."
Yeah, about that much.
Still, nice shape on 'em.
"Lemme check... what time is it..."
I grab my phone. It's 1:31 PM Korean time.
But we're in Russia, so... time difference... how many hours?
"Fuck it."
I'll worry about that later.
I get up, straighten my clothes, and check that my pistol's secure in its holster.
"Hm?"
What the...?
My crop top's ridden up.
A little more and I'd see underboob. And these leggings are so damn tight.
"Pistol's fine."
Good, the one in the garter belt holster is still there snug.
Whatever, good enough.
"Buer... wake up..."
I grab my pistol and tap it on her head.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
"Get up... yawn, wake up..."
I grip it backward, tap tap tap tap.
I keep tapping her head until she opens her eyes and glares at me.
"Ow."
"That's the point."
"Brat, no manners."
"Yeah yeah... yawn, I'm the rude one. Let's head back to Korea quick. It's cold here."
"Fine, hold on... ugh..."
Buer rubs her eyes, yawns, and stretches languidly.
With nothing on, arching her back like that... quite the sight.
If I snapped a pic and posted it on Hadal, I'd rake in some cash.
"Hm? What're you staring at?"
Did I stare too hard?
Does Buer actually have shame?
"Heh, I am pretty fuckable, huh? Want big sis to give you a titjob, little guy?"
"Crazy bitch."
Never mind.
This bitch has zero shame.
She's been like that since we met.
Masturbating with that orc dick... fuck...
"Somehow everyone around me feels totally unhinged."
Camellia Flower's the closest to normal?
Yi Xue Lian's a psycho taxidermist, Frost Flower's a crazy loli fetishist, and Buer's... just plain crazy.
"Says the guy who's not exactly normal, Tree."
"I've never met anyone as normal as me."
"Exactly, so you're not normal."
"?"
What kinda bullshit logic is that?
"Enough chit-chat, let's move. You've smuggled in plenty before, right? You know the way?"
"Of course."
Buer slips into her clothes from the floor, flashing a grin.
Her pearly whites gleam bright.
Healthy gums.
Takes good care of her teeth. Sparkling.
"I've got the route all set up, so just follow me, sis. We're heading back to Korea today."
"Got it."
Hm... but hey.
Buer, do you really need to go to Korea?
You're Russian.
"I've still got business in Korea, and my turf's St. Petersburg anyway. Nothing much for me here."
"I see."
She read my mind like a ghost and answered.
If Buer says so, then whatever.
"By the way, Tree, what the hell were you thinking yesterday?"
"Thinking about what?"
"You're supposed to be a sniper-assassin, and you pass out drunk in unfamiliar territory?"
"If anyone messes with me, I just kill 'em on the spot."
This damn system and its powers activate on their own even while I sleep.
Worst case, I deploy No Man’s Land.
"...Sure, let's go with that."
Buer shakes her head at my flawless logic.
...Why?
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Shhhwoooosh—
"Feels refreshing."
"Right?"
We finish prepping to head to Korea with Buer, ride up to the surface in the mafia's car, and arrive at the Yanhae Province coastline.
Step out, and there's the deep blue sea.
That vast horizon stretching out... always overwhelming, awe-inspiring.
Waves crashing on the shore, sand and pebbles washing away.
Standing there against the biting cold wind sobers me up nicely.
Of course, my hands and feet feel like they're freezing off, but it's worth it.
"So, we're gonna cross the East Sea by boat from here? Through that icy ocean?"
"Yup."
"That's fucking insane."
"It is. But it's the fastest. Overland means going through North Korea, which is a hassle."
Facts.
North Korea means crossing the Yalu or Tumen River, which means clashing with their army...
If they find out I'm a Korean hunter, it could be seen as a declaration of war. No need to take that risk.
"So, what boat are we taking?"
"See that?"
I look where Buer points—a massive port.
And docked there, a huge freighter.
"What's that?"
"Freighter from Russia to Pohang. We just sneak aboard somewhere quiet."
The freighter's enormous.
Well, enormous by my standards.
Is it small for a freighter?
Compared to the others around, yeah, a bit smaller.
"You always sneak into Korea this hard?"
Thinking about hiding on that thing already makes my head spin. And Buer's been doing this routinely?
"Huh? Nah. I just fly into China visa-free."
"...?"
"Forging passports is easy these days. Get a Chinese ID and name, pose as a group tourist of three or more, and you're in."
Then why not do that from the start?
"Russians can't enter visa-free."
"Oh yeah."
True, only Chinese get visa-free. Russians need visas.
And we're in Russia, so even forged passports need visas... can't go.
"If it was just me, I'd use my route. Detouring like this 'cause of you, Tree."
"Thanks a bunch."
If I was alone, I'd go via China too.
Chinese visa-free is clutch.
Japan's too complicated, but China? So many people, smuggling's easy.
Ah, wonder if Yi Xue Lian could help with smuggling.
'Didn't think of that.'
Whatever, no use crying over it.
Anyway, braving the cold wind, we slowly make our way onto the ship at the port.
Stepping onto that cold, hard steel behemoth feels pretty good.
Sucks that it's a freighter, not a battleship or destroyer, but still not bad.
The chill wind on the deck...
"Mm, refreshing."
"No time to dawdle. Captain's on mafia payroll, gotta report in quick."
"Got it."
I hustle after Buer's urging.
Walking the deck like this...
Kinda nice, actually.
Someday looking back, it'll be a good story.
Getting flung to Russia via gate ain't something you do every day.
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