Chapter 51
Chapter 51
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: Chapter 51
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: ?
Chapter Title: Those Two Are Troublemakers
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Those two are troublemakers.
I wonder if I'd turn out like that after over a hundred years of blue-balling myself.
Well, even just jerking off twice a day left me feeling sticky and gross when I tried to sleep sometimes.
Clan Head Lee Yul's behavior—striding toward me with her upper body flung open, her watermelon-sized tits bouncing wildly—could almost be seen as natural, in a way.
...My ass it could.
"Hehe, hehehe... Yongchan... Auntie ain't even a dairy cow, but look—milk's leaking out? Check this out?"
Fuck, what a nasty sight.
...No, that's not it! I was backpedaling to match Clan Head Lee Yul's steps as she closed in.
A trashy-bodied slut leaking breast milk all over the place, begging me to help her vent her pent-up lust?
You fucking bitch.
If I had my way, I'd hoist her legs up wide so her crotch was on full display and piston-fuck her raw until she screamed "Sorry for teasing me!" in apology.
But the problem? She's none other than my childhood friend Seolgi's mom.
A married woman with at least three kids, minimum.
That's why...
How the hell am I supposed to fuck a woman like that...!
Plus, as a male hunter, one creampie into her womb and it'd be instant forced conception right on the spot.
A little sibling twenty years younger than Seolgi...
If I knocked her up, god knows what the betrayed Seolgi—plus all the other princesses who'd propositioned me for sex—would do to me.
Worst case, I'd get locked up in the Supreme Lee Clan estate and drained dry by those four, either taking turns or gangbanging me daily.
And that milk scent is so goddamn sweet...
Clan Head Lee Yul was squeezing her own tits right in front of me, blasting out that milky aroma like pure temptation.
"All my pathetic small-dicked husbands over the years were dying to guzzle this milk during sex—they were desperate for it."
"Clan Head Lee Yul, please calm down first..."
"But they always came less than the milk I squirted, so I'd make 'em ream out my backdoor instead."
"Damn it, is she even hearing me?"
Hearts had formed in her pupils the moment things went to shit—I'd clocked that much.
But I couldn't help sighing at the realization that actual conversation was off the table now.
"Huh?"
My opponent was an S-rank hunter.
I dreaded whether my power would even faze the absolute top dog of the hunter world.
No choice but to try.
One step below the S-rank rarities—only a hundred worldwide.
My ace move that at least worked on the previous Clan Head of the Supreme Lee Clan, Wang Sunja, who'd dominated the upper A-ranks.
"A woman strips, and a man piles on more clothes?! What kind of upbringing is that?!"
Spotting me suited up head to toe, Clan Head Lee Yul lost every shred of reason and charged like she was about to rape me.
A speed I couldn't normally even react to.
But...
Whoosh.
"?!"
"I see it... all of it!"
Bullet time—like the world had frozen solid.
In that slowed timeline, I sidestepped her lunge—leaping like any ordinary person—perfectly.
"Dodged?"
"Huff! Huff!"
Even that brief burst left my whole body feeling like it was scorching from the inside.
If the blood sea's heat had kicked in here, I'd have boiled alive and hopped the express to hell ages ago.
In this utter shitshow of a situation, the silver lining was that it wouldn't happen.
Clan Head Lee Yul's goal was obviously to snag me intact for a steamy night—blessed misfortune, at least.
Not that the luck would hold forever.
I'll bolt out that collapsed gate!
Full throttle in bullet time, and I could escape the Supreme Lee Clan territory easy.
Push till blackout, and a whole mountain would be no sweat.
Escape first, plan later.
I pivoted with Seolgi slung on my back from my arms, ready to execute.
That instant.
Tap.
"?!"
Surely the neural module was reactivated?
Clan Head Lee Yul matched my move, hurtling in at near-identical speed to snag me again.
Swish.
Dodged once more, but this was way too close.
"Dodging my speed by eyeballing it... Gotta be that suit, huh?"
"Ha, haha..."
"But no power comes free!"
I'd figured I'd have a bigger edge.
Truth was, I was only barely faster—my soul-searing bullet time clocked in right around Clan Head Lee Yul's sprint speed.
My all-out max speed matched an average S-rank's.
Escape? Hell, dodging's all I can manage!
What now?
Got about 50 points left—dump 'em in agility?
...Nah, it'd be like sprinkling one grain on a sandcastle.
Just make dodging her grabs a tad easier.
Not enough to shake her completely and blast out of the territory.
"Hah, hah, hah!"
Thud.
One knee finally smacked the dirt.
The absolute limit.
An S-rank hunter's full power—a walking nuke.
I knew they were always busted, but matching my bullet time? Never saw that coming.
"Whew, full of vim and vigor, eh, Yongchan."
"R-Really?"
"Yep. Look at my forehead—last sweat like this was nearly twenty years since popping out Seolgi."
Clan Head Lee Yul beamed innocently, like she'd just enjoyed a brisk workout.
My own smile, meanwhile, was draining away fast.
"Shall we start by peeling off those clothes?"
"Uh..."
"I wanna see my boy's face, but you're hiding it—makes me wanna rip it off."
"Ah, got it."
Play nice.
Resist, and if the suit tore revealing my ripped bare bod, no telling her rampage level.
I nodded compliance and deactivated Armament.
Instantly, she gushed celebratory milk and pounced like reuniting long-lost kin.
Grab!
"?!"
"...Ah!"
Right then.
"Sorry, but patient's semen check? Attending doc does it first—it's the golden rule."
"Wh-What?"
Such a doctor exist?
Tons to say, but I was so damn glad I just nodded this once.
The figure who'd normalized Clan Head Lee Yul's creepy grin in mere seconds.
The one who'd clawed her way up swimming from the blood-drenched depths.
Not some god—Kim Deokja sis.
"Sis!!"
"Yongchan, your boys' swimmers still kicking healthy in those balls?"
"Y-Yeah, for now!"
"Good boy. Your seed's the nation's treasure—don't waste it willy-nilly."
I chuck it on TP in bathrooms daily, but I nodded along for now.
Meanwhile.
"K-Kim... Deokja?"
"Hiya~."
A blood-soaked demon hooking arms with her.
Tanked a strike that'd cleave mountains—yet only a diagonal gash across her chest.
Bones peeking, guts spilling? She just grinned.
Seeing that sent an inexplicable chill through Clan Head Lee Yul, snapping her sanity back.
"You escaped this blood sea?"
"Yup."
"How?!"
"Swam."
"Swam?!"
Makes any sense?
The blood sea's whole volume rivaled magma temps.
Pressure alone'd crush any earthly material smaller than a nail in seconds.
Yet she swam up fine from those depths?
Burn scars everywhere, fresh strike with bones seemingly snapped—yet grinning like it was a party.
"Ah... so fun."
"Fun?!"
"Yeah. Cold War's ancient history now. Not like the old days where spotting a strong fucker meant instant brawl."
If Clan Head Lee Yul pented up lust 100+ years, this one's been starving for 'slaughter' nearly as long.
"Unexpected haymaker, flesh searing real-time, the agony pouring out—all of it! Every bit... right up my alley."
Chill down the spine.
Pure madness.
Battle junkie.
Masochist who got off on blows rattling her marrow.
"Don't touch Yongchan."
"...What?"
"That kid's gonna keep powering up till he guts me with a belly shot someday."
Thwack!
"Guh?!"
Fantasizing her perfect 'tamed Kim Yongchan,' Deokja sis slammed a heavy gut punch into Clan Head Lee Yul's lower belly.
More precisely, her thick, protruding womb mound.
BOOM!
The impact cratered the ground beneath them deeper in a flash.
But.
"The one who needs to beat it..."
"Huh?"
"Is you!"
Thwack!
"Nngh?!"
The woman fated to have her squirting nips tormented and creampied by future 'son-in-law hubby Kim Yongchan'...
That'd be me!
...That fire lit, unbeatable Clan Head Lee Yul rammed her balled fist into Deokja sis's womb mound too.
"Menopause, bitch!"
"Younger twat dares?! You menopause first!"
"That old, time to grow up! Menopause!"
"Daring age-shame in propriety-land Korea? You menopause!"
Thwack.
Punch.
Thwack.
Punch.
Wishing menopause on each other—ignoring easy vitals like faces or solar plexuses.
They zeroed in solely on womb mounds, brawling from morning clear through to sunset.
"Huh? What happened to our estate?"
"Ah, Princess Lee Miran."
"Whoa?! Hyunjun... wait, Yongchan now? Anyway, why're you here?"
"Ahaha, well..."
"...Huh? No way that's... M-Mom?!"
Thwack...
Punch...
Thwack...
Punch...
"Y-You pissed yourself first, so you lose..."
"D-Don't bullshit... You've been gushing squirt nonstop... By pussy juice volume alone, ain't I the winner?"
"Th-This is... sweat...?"
"B-Bullshit... What kid flips their eyes back, squeals 'Ohok?!' and squirts sweat...?"
Princess Lee Miran, fresh from a quick detour to the Geukseong Wang Clan.
She gawked at the utterly trashed estate gates, her surprise future husband inside...
And her mom locked in a vulgar piss-and-squirt standoff with some woman—naturally, she couldn't process the scene.
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