Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 2
Chapter Title: It's Legal to Rape If You're Drunk
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Exactly two days ago.
Late in the evening, right in front of the dungeon portal in the basement of the Korean Hunter Association.
"Princess!"
"Princess, your wounds...!"
"Weren't you just heading to the first floor?"
"I'm fine! Call a doctor, quick!"
Seolgi collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by the shock.
The sight she witnessed that day.
Kim Yongchan, who had gone to the dungeon's first floor—accompanied by her eldest sister, no less—returned half-dead.
Seeing him covered in severe wounds from head to toe under his helmet, her ruby-red eyes trembled wildly.
"Hey, Kim Yongchan... what the hell happened to you...?"
"Seolgi..."
"Sis... why is he like this?"
Her sister had been with him.
No, before that, it was just the first floor.
She had already thoroughly investigated all the information on Yongchan, who operated under the alias Kim Hyunjun.
That's why she couldn't believe it.
Because the one who saved her from the Alligator Warrior in Hannam-dong back then was Yongchan too.
The public was blabbing on their own that her second sister had saved her little youngest sister.
But Seolgi knew her second sister, Miran, all too well.
If anyone became a rival, she was a cold-blooded woman who showed no mercy, even to her own blood.
She wasn't the type to let emotions sway her into showing mercy.
In other words, the one who saved her that day was undoubtedly Yongchan, now lying here like he was dead.
"Why does a guy even try to be a hunter...?"
Her eldest sister's bodyguards were blocking the way for now, but it was such a huge incident that crowds were swarming endlessly around them.
And though she was the least experienced among them, she was still one of the heirs to the Supreme Lee Clan.
She couldn't afford to cry carelessly in front of everyone like some fool.
As the saying went, 'A woman cries three times in her life'—the tears of women from hunter families had to always be noble.
And yet.
Drop... drip...
It wasn't a position she'd ever wanted in the first place.
And she had no particular attachment to being an heir.
Maybe that's why.
Ignoring the camera flashes seeping through the circle of bodyguards forming a wall around her, Seolgi began shedding tears nonstop in front of the collapsed Yongchan and her eldest sister, Lee Gok, beside him.
"I've been telling you since middle school that male hunters are just there to carry luggage...!"
"...! Seolgi..."
"So what the hell did you do to come back half-crippled every single time you go out as Kim Hyunjun?!"
He doesn't understand others' feelings at all—truly a bad guy.
As if he were some 'flower-cutting snake' toying with women's hearts at will.
Just look at the wounds etched on his body right now.
Unless it was the Hunter Association's chief medical director herself, any one of those could have left him disabled for life.
And yet, he kept bringing back wounds like these every scouting trip.
"...This is all on you."
Seolgi, who had been crying endlessly, suddenly stood up as if nothing had happened.
Then, with a 'dangerous glint' in her eyes that made even her eldest sister Lee Gok flinch, she quietly slipped out of the building.
"Yongchan, you'll probably keep being a hunter no matter what I say, just like always."
Even if it kills you for real, you'd probably go satisfied without a single regret.
But if that happens, who'll be left behind?
Me?
What am I supposed to do, after watching over you since kindergarten, suddenly left all alone?
No matter who I dated, this heart already dyed in Kim Yongchan colors wouldn't fade.
This wasn't just about sexual desire.
I'm not saying this because he's had an adult-sized cock since elementary school.
Even if he lost it in some dungeon accident and became a eunuch, for Lee Seolgi, no other man existed but Kim Yongchan.
That's how precious he was to her.
Because in that cold world where not even other women approached her—worshipping or fearing her.
"Hey, we're desk mates—say hi at least."
"H-Hi...?"
He was the one who first extended his hand to her, despite being a boy and not acting all macho about it.
The one who first taught her the warmth of another person was Kim Yongchan.
"If you're really gonna keep doing these reckless raids, I'll at least make you have some 'responsibility' to watch your back."
This was the bare minimum insurance.
Even if something happened to Yongchan, it was to secure 'proof' that he had existed in this world.
*Slurp.*
In preparation for the day Yongchan would wake up a few days from now, Seolgi headed straight back to the hanok and began her 'ovulation exercises' to prepare for the 'main event'.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
And so, the day of reckoning arrived.
To remind Kim Yongchan that his life wasn't just his own.
"Booze! More booze!"
And to conceive the life they would share going forward.
"Aren't these a bit too strong?"
"Pfft~ A hunter's gotta drink at least this much without losing face!"
Just as planned two days prior, Seolgi showed up at Yongchan's place with only the strongest liquor to create a perfectly natural sex scene.
'Heh heh heh... As the saying goes, when you're drunk, sucking and biting is somewhat 'legalized'!'
She had briefly considered just knocking him out and raping him outright.
But if the goal was just to get pregnant, sure—but her ultimate aim was a happy married life with Kim Yongchan.
A child forced through rape wouldn't lead to a good relationship for her, Yongchan, or the kid.
So even if it took some roundabout buildup like this, she started with the foundations.
"Alright, let's start with Jack Daniel's!"
"Uh, sure... why not?"
Thankfully, Yongchan actually liked booze more than he let on.
He drank so well that back when he first graduated high school, he nearly got eaten by a 200-year-old Hulkas while toasting with the orphanage director.
'That was a close one...'.
On the other hand, Seolgi herself had zero tolerance for alcohol.
Hunters supposedly gained 'superhuman traits' automatically, including some resistance to booze, but she still got wasted after two bottles of soju alone.
But who am I?
Me, Lee Seolgi.
I can outsmart any weak tolerance with my brilliant brain.
And so.
Pour.
I take a light sip.
Glug glug glug.
Yongchan downs a big one.
For snacks, she sensibly ordered mala xiang guo and tteokbokki—stuff guys especially love.
'What the hell is so good about this mala stuff anyway...'
Seolgi thought she was entertaining Yongchan perfectly like a proper lady—at least, that's what she believed.
'This girl Seolgi could've just ordered jokbal or something instead of mala xiang guo...'
...Anyway.
About an hour later.
Hic hic hic.
The signal was coming.
Her womb, hidden deep inside her baby-making factory, trembled as if ovulating right on cue.
Following that 'womanly instinct' whispering to her.
"Seolgi... you're drinking... really well today...?"
Maybe because he'd downed three bottles of hard liquor while she seemed totally fine.
Yongchan was starting to slur a bit.
"Haha... y-you think?"
"Yeah... you... always sucked more than me at drinking...?"
"Ahem! No way a girl drinks worse than a guy! Don't bruise my pride...!"
Yep, definitely drunk.
From how he was blurting out things he'd normally hold back, Seolgi could tell he was pretty dizzy.
"Whew. Hot."
"Then... why not take off your shirt?"
"Ah, yeah?"
Sober, no guy would bare his torso in front of a girl like that.
But now, three bottles in, his judgment was shot.
Thanks to that, Seolgi got to see her pure, noble childhood friend's chocolate abs—perfectly sculpted—for the first time in ages.
"Whoa, damn..."
Thud!
"Huh? What'd you say?"
"Oh? N-Nothing!"
Phew.
Almost jumped him right then from pure horniness.
She knew it was too soon, but that firm, smooth male abdomen made her mind flash with visions of pounding her pussy relentlessly.
But who am I?
The last heir of the Supreme Lee Clan.
And the girl who's been Yongchan's childhood friend for over ten years.
'If I pounce now, the booze vibe'll kill it—gotta hold back! For everyone's happy ending!'
She couldn't lose to mere lust.
Steadfast against the unintentional allure of her childhood friend (world-class hottie by global standards, S-rank physique, virgin), Seolgi moved to the next phase.
Slide.
"Huh?"
"Hey, your dining table... why's it so slippery?"
"Slippery...?"
"Yeah! Thought my arm was gonna fall off pouring your drink!"
Pretending to refill his empty glass, she sidled right up next to him, subtly rubbing her plump tits against his rock-hard pecs.
"Hey, Kim Yongchan..."
"Yeah?"
"You know. What do you think of me?"
"What do I think...? Like how?"
Once she had his eyes locked on her with words.
She secretly slipped the 'sleeping pill' into his glass while pouring.
"You're... a good friend."
"A good friend... I see... still just that much, huh..."
"Huh?"
"N-Nothing! Anyway, cheers again, quick!"
"Ah, okay..."
Clink.
Seolgi knew full well this was something she shouldn't do.
But she wanted to leave some part of him inside her body, even like this.
She worried he might brush it off as 'I was drunk' and she'd be on thorns forever.
'Better than nothing later, though.'
She couldn't even make this 'mistake' if she died.
That thought kept her from stopping until the end.
...Thud.
"!!"
"...Yongchan?"
Snore... snore...
"......"
The sleeping pill... worked.
Of course—with potency strong enough for an A-rank hunter, the chance had rolled in.
Booze down, target asleep.
No better setup for 'pounding rice cakes'.
A normal girl would've yanked off his pants, peeled the underwear, and gone slurp slurp guzzle for that thick semen right away.
But right before pulling down his pants and stripping his boxers.
Sob... sniff...
She didn't want it to happen like this.
And was it really right for her—his 'good friend' Yongchan—to rape him under some pretext?
No matter how scary the future seemed, she didn't want to throw away the present either. Seolgi hesitated again in front of her panties, now steaming with her aroused scent.
...Rustle.
Right then.
Fumble fumble.
"...Huh?"
Suddenly, a sound from behind her—like someone rummaging for something.
Turning her head.
"You... bad!"
"...Huh?"
Crack!
"Gah?!"
Lime, who had transformed back from a luxury watch into a person, swung the liquor bottle in her hand straight down onto Seolgi's head.
...Thump.