Chapter 41
Chapter 41
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: [Unnumbered]
Chapter Title: Post-Battle National Rule
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Isn't banging after a fight the national rule?
The last task that the grown-up Lee Miran had mentioned to me.
That "to-do" turned out to be surprisingly simple.
"Hyunjun..."
"?!"
Swish.
"We've both been through hell and back together, haven't we?"
"Yes..."
"And we're both riding high on survival instincts, basically in heat."
"Well, yeah..."
"But you're not thinking of just wasting all that cum you're churning out like crazy inside you, right?"
Yeah...
I was gonna...
Lee Miran, pressed right up against me, had grown as bold as her matured body.
She'd twisted one side of the red dress made from coagulated blood, exposing her breast at a slant, gazing at me with seductive eyes.
And she seemed pretty aroused herself—the nipple inside her areola was visibly erect, poking out.
"If you just go home alone like this, you'll end up jerking off with an onahole anyway. I've heard guys masturbate now and then, just like girls do. Or am I wrong?"
"...You're not wrong."
And somehow, right in the middle of all this.
My suit, having expended all its energy, started releasing everything except the helmet on its own.
Thanks to that, I suddenly found myself standing before Lee Miran in nothing but my underwear, barely covering my stiff, grown cock.
"W-Wow..."
Lee Miran stared at my sturdy body, momentarily at a loss for words.
But then she licked her lips and, as if even more pleased, picked up right where she'd left off.
"So, how about using me instead of an onahole?"
"Y-Yes?! But Princess, even so...!"
"Don't worry. If you're scared of pregnancy, I can use my abilities to prevent fertilization."
Lee Miran took another step closer, teasingly resting her jiggling breasts against my solid pecs.
All while slipping her hand inside my underwear without permission.
She gently stroked up and down the massive cock barely contained there, urging me for an answer.
"Hyunjun."
"Yes... Princess."
"I love you."
"...Pardon?"
"Not as a male hunter, but as a person—I like you."
And then this sudden confession.
In her amethyst eyes meeting mine, I could see the helmet covering my face.
Just like that, I was still nameless, my face and alias both hidden.
Yet the promising heir of a hunter clan was saying she liked someone whose identity wasn't even certain?
"You don't even know me yet."
The women in this world were all beasts.
They'd say stuff like this, then drool behind my back over my "cock" instead of me.
I'd already met a truckload of women like that.
So I didn't believe it.
This had to be part of Lee Miran's plan to become the next clan head.
That's all I thought.
But.
"Why wouldn't I?"
"...Pardon?"
"I'm looking at you crystal clear."
Lee Miran gently caressed my doubting cheek.
Though her touch didn't reach me through the helmet, looking down at her kind smile somehow felt warm.
"Honestly, it was a first for me. Trusting someone else and fighting from the shadows together."
"That was just... me wanting to survive."
"No. If you'd only cared about your own survival, you'd have used me as bait and run ages ago."
Vampire Hunter's secret technique.
Exploding all the blood in your body to end it all with your enemy—a mutual destruction spell.
Sure, I didn't want to see Lee Miran die, so I chose to fight alongside her.
But I never imagined my decision would lead to this.
"You know the name I'm using is fake, right?"
"Of course."
"...Pardon?"
"Did you think I wouldn't even know that? I've already investigated—not only that your name Hyunjun is an alias, but that you're close with our clan's youngest."
"...!!"
If Lee Gok had figured out my identity from past ties, then Lee Miran had dug it up through thorough background checks.
But why?
"Then why have you been calling me Kim Hyunjun all this time...?"
If she'd known I was Lee Seolgi's childhood friend, Kim Yongchan, she could've blackmailed me ages ago.
Lee Miran giggled cutely at my confusion.
"Because you didn't want to reveal it first."
"...Pardon?"
"I said it earlier too. I love you. But I can't just bluntly spill my beloved man's secret he wants to keep hidden."
Kim Hyunjun's true identity turned out to be Kim Yongchan, living in Seoul's Hannam-dong.
She seemed to want to hear that fact straight from my mouth, like a proposal.
Until then, she'd pretend not to know.
"...Hyunjun."
It was right then.
"I don't need to hear 'I love you' right this second."
Back to the main point, Lee Miran hugged me tight enough to squish her ample breasts flat against me.
She rubbed her plump softness all over my pecs, as if claiming this body was hers now.
Crunch... crunch...
Gently nibbling my nape—not enough to hurt, just ticklish—urging my answer again.
"Just for now... even if it's just as 'friends.' Can't we help each other relieve our sexual tension once?"
"Princess..."
"I've always restored my hymen with regeneration after masturbating. Because I wanted to save it for a man I truly like."
"......"
"So every time my lust built up, I had to endure the pain of my insides tearing. But if it's for you, Hyunjun, I won't regenerate anymore."
Her palms on my back slid slowly downward, loosening the waistband of my taut underwear.
My rock-hard cock started peeking its head out into the world.
"No one's around to see us here anyway."
"...!"
"So, let's just do it? Please?"
"If you like me even a little."
"Let me taste your baby batter."
Lee Miran whispered seductively into my ear, her hot breath tickling.
Did my helmet have some ASMR function?
For a moment, it felt like an orgasm was bubbling up in my ear canal.
Sure enough, this was a dungeon—no CCTV anywhere.
No need to worry about prying eyes, no matter what we did.
Plus, every dungeon raid left me on death's doorstep, so back home, I was often stuck jerking off alone in loneliness.
Ever since awakening as a hunter, my stamina had ramped up—minimum three rounds a day.
In that lonely, exhausting life, a woman who could prevent pregnancy, had raging lust, an insanely hot body, and even loved me was volunteering as my living onahole?
Fuck, how could I hold back?
...Gulp.
Right then, two faces popped into my head unbidden.
Lee Seolgi, crying like she'd "lost" something.
"Yongchan... nooo...!!"
And Lee Gok, sobbing just as pitifully?
"Yongchan... huaaaang...!"
I had no idea why those sad faces suddenly appeared.
But imagining Lee Miran—ignoring those two and accepting her offer—licking and slurping my cock like it was delicious, spreading her flooded pussy herself...
As a man, I had no choice but to give in.
Besides.
"Don't you want to taste my plump, chewy pussy? Lolita pussy's not your thing, but now I'm legally fuckable in every way."
Right.
The reason I'd avoided Lee Miran all this time.
Her appearance screamed "touch me and you'll end up in jail."
Even if she was an adult and legal, what did it matter?
Her very existence felt illegal—one wrong touch and I'd be on the express train to ruin.
But the woman before me now wasn't that lolita princess anymore.
It was the fully matured, slutty-bodied Lee Miran.
Lee Miran was "impossible..." but grown-up Lee Miran was "go for it!"
I could flood her womb with cum, and she'd just moan "ohhh cumming!"
No more problems.
It was pure contraception sex with all upsides.
"Then let me start by... sucking one load out for you."
Lee Miran dropped to her knees right in front of my bulging underwear.
She gently kissed the wet center, slick with precum,
Gulp!
Already smacking her lips in anticipation of my thick semen, she finally tugged down the waistband to receive the real thing she'd craved—
Pop!
"Eh?!"
"Pop...?"
Just when I thought she'd behold my cock in all its glory.
"Ah..."
What I saw below now wasn't the "possible" grown-up Lee Miran anymore.
The supremacy effect had worn off, leaving the shrunken, flat "impossible" Princess Lee Miran.
...Grrr.
"Wh-What?! Why'd it suddenly shrink?!"
"Impossible..."
"N-No! Grow back! Make it grow again!"
But what could she do? It was already over.
I looked at the pint-sized Lee Miran, now back to her diminutive body, and neatly tucked my still-hard cock back into my underwear.
Thus, the princess could keep her regenerated hymen intact.
And she...
"Wh-Why... you fucking biiiitch!!!"
Let out an unbelievable scream.
With the most wronged expression in the world, like she'd lost her entire country, she wailed and threw a tantrum.