The Patriarch's Potential
I really don't like transforming into my werewolf form to finish things off. As I mentioned before, the extreme calorie burn leaves me starving, but that's not even the main issue. It's this thing.
Even with the nude patch applied, everyone else is technically wearing clothes. To me, their outfits turn transparent, revealing everything underneath. To them, the clothes look completely normal. But when I'm in werewolf form, it's different. Everyone can see this ferocious beast of mine. Honestly, it's pretty awkward, right? Dangling a massive cock right in front of other people.
But right now, things were different. Seeing the terrified look on the woman's face actually felt good. I felt proud.
“Uuuuugh!”
I moved my glans to spread her entrance wide, then slipped just the tip inside. The woman clenched her teeth so hard that veins bulged in her neck.
Slowly. Very gradually, I pushed my hips forward.
“P-please! Aaaaaagh!”
When half my glans was in, the woman started convulsing. Her reaction was on a completely different level from when I'd used my fist. Drool poured from between her gritted teeth. Her scrunched-up eyes were busy spilling tears. Her makeup had smeared into a complete mess across her face.
Squuuueeeelch—!
The entire head was inside now. Maybe to ease the pain even a little, the woman spread her legs wide to either side. Not that it improved the situation much.
A little more. Just a little more. I pushed my hips further in.
A woman's body really is a mysterious thing. About a third of my cock, which had looked like it would never fit, had gone in. I couldn't push any deeper. It was physically impossible. There was simply no more room.
The woman's belly bulged outward noticeably.
“Haa… haa… Please, I'm begging you… I'll do it myself! I'll move on my own so you can cum! So please… please just stay still. Okay? I'm begging you!”
The woman pleaded desperately. As if trying to stir up sympathy, she squeezed her eyes shut and forced out more tears.
“Hmm.”
I scratched my chin and smiled.
“L-look… look at this!”
Wrinkles formed on the woman's forehead. At the same time, an incredible pressure gripped the part of me buried inside her.
“How are you doing that?”
“I-I told you. I learned bedroom arts.”
“Bedroom arts?”
“It's a t-technique for intercourse. The thing I did earlier to stop you from feeling anything was an application of it. Conversely, I can move my insides so that even if you stay still, it feels like we're having sex!”
To prove her words, the woman began working her inner walls. I could genuinely feel the movement inside without having to move at all.
“Let me keep going until you cum. Please. Darling, please…”
Her face looked precarious. The cold sweat beading on her forehead was one thing, but her complexion was deathly pale. Just maintaining this state seemed incredibly painful for her.
I wondered what would happen if I started thrusting my hips in this condition. I was curious, but I held back. First, because the boss's warning not to kill her flashed through my mind. Second, because her internal movements felt far better than I'd expected.
“…Go ahead.”
When I gave the short reply, color returned to the woman's face.
“Th-thank you, darling! I'll do my very best!”
The woman closed her eyes. She seemed to be focusing. The sensation of her squeezing my cock grew stronger. Her vaginal walls writhed and squirmed like living things.
“Mmm… mmh… ngh! Uuu… ngh…!”
Small moans leaked from the woman's lips as she kept her eyes shut. The sight of her submitting and working hard, combined with the unexpectedly powerful effect of this bedroom arts technique, quickly brought me to the edge.
I didn't announce it. I simply came.
“!”
Spurt—!
The woman's eyes flew open. Her belly was swelling up as if she were pregnant. Worried she might actually burst, I quickly pulled out.
“Aaaaaagh!”
She screamed as I yanked myself free. Then the semen I'd pumped inside her came pouring out. An enormous amount gushed forth like a broken dam.
“Ah… aaaaaah… aaah…!”
The woman trembled with her mouth slightly open. On top of the semen that had spilled onto the floor and soaked it, her urine trickled out in a steady stream.
Had she passed out?
After climaxing, the heat that had been burning through my body cooled rapidly. My head finally felt a bit clearer. But perhaps the drug hadn't completely worn off yet, because I still felt somewhat unsatisfied.
I looked at the woman again. In this state, there shouldn't be any unnecessary force involved, so maybe it would be okay to try again?
The moment I grabbed her still-trembling thighs and spread them apart—
“That's enough. You'll really kill her at this rate. Did you forget what I said? You can't kill her.”
It was the boss's voice. When I looked around, the blood that had filled the warehouse was gone. The scattered bodies of the Samgunhoe operatives were visible everywhere. He must have cleaned up the scene while I was occupied.
“Ugh, the smell.”
The boss pinched his nose and frowned.
“Put that thing away already. It's unsightly.”
He pointed at my cock with his finger.
“…Yes.”
I released my transformation. My enlarged body shrank back down, returning to human form. My clothes had probably returned as well. I felt around and confirmed my pants were still down, so I quickly pulled them back up.
“Did you get drugged or something? You can't control yourself at all.”
“Yes.”
“Hah! One round wasn't enough? Sorry, but you'll have to handle the rest yourself later. I'll provide whatever you need. For now, check on the woman's condition. It'd be troublesome if she died. She's the only one left alive.”
After saying that, the boss walked toward the sleeping Go Yu-jin in the chair and pulled out his phone.
“It's done. Come in.”
The short call ended, and not even a few minutes later, two vampires entered the warehouse. They were faces I'd seen occasionally at Black Star headquarters. They must have been waiting a short distance away.
The two vampires began cleaning up the warehouse with swift efficiency. They collected the scattered corpses and any items with bullet holes. Afterward, one started thoroughly searching the warehouse while the other approached me and examined the collapsed woman. Though he said nothing, his expression clearly conveyed his displeasure. But emotions were emotions, and work was work.
The vampire first checked the woman's condition. After confirming she was still breathing, he took out a towel, wiped her body clean, then hoisted her over his shoulder like luggage and carried her out of the warehouse.
Once I saw the vampire carrying the woman leave, I headed over to where the boss and Go Yu-jin were.
“Good work, Rin.”
Thanks to the boss, I'd escaped from a crisis. But there was one thing I wanted to question him about.
“Did you know this would happen?”
“This?”
“That the Samgunhoe would target us.”
“Of course I did. That's why I sent you to school with her, isn't it?”
“That's not what I mean. I'm asking if you were aiming for this.”
The timing had been too perfect. He'd appeared right before I, under the influence of the drug, was about to do the deed. There must have been Samgunhoe operatives watching outside the warehouse, and they'd probably deployed drones too. Yet he'd shown up after quickly cleaning up the outside and even staging the lights going out? The timing was impeccable, and his movements far too swift. It didn't make sense unless he'd anticipated it all in advance.
“Were we bait?”
“To be honest… yes.”
The boss nodded, confirming my words.
“If you'd been even a little later, something terrible would have happened!”
And the one who'd probably be blamed as the perpetrator would have been me.
“Rin.”
The boss turned to face me.
“I told you to protect Double Melon. I never told you to take your eyes off her and leave her alone. You are the one who disobeyed orders, Rin. If you'd stayed by Double Melon's side the whole time, this situation never would have occurred.”
“…”
“Did I anticipate it? Of course. Were you bait? Yes. I used you as bait. But not in this form. I trusted you. I judged that if only you were assigned as her escort, they would target you. At the same time, I trusted you. I believed that you could protect Double Melon even by yourself.”
The boss clicked his tongue and pulled out a cigarette, placing it between his lips.
“If you'd simply followed my orders, things wouldn't have gone this far.”
“…”
He was right. When you thought about it, the reason things had turned out this way was because I'd left Go Yu-jin's side to chase after that doppelganger woman. This was all something I'd brought upon myself.
“I'm sorry.”
“Oh? You're an honest one. I like that.”
The boss smiled faintly and approached me. The cigarette smoke grew thicker.
“Don't get depressed, Rin.”
The boss placed his hand on my head.
“The mindset of trying hard to accomplish something is worth praising. It's true you made a mistake this time, but don't get buried in it. The past is already over. If you learned something from it, that's enough. Shake it off and forget about it.”
“…”
“In the end, because you did that, we ended up in a perfect spot to wipe them all out. I can't exactly call it a good thing, but don't get too down about it.”
“Thank you.”
The boss roughly tousled my hair.
“Then now… ah, right.”
The boss, who had been turning away after removing his hand, stopped mid-motion.
“I almost forgot. Trying to rape Double Melon following their words was clearly a mistake. Did you really think they'd let her go just because you did that? Don't do it again. Above all, she's our precious advertising pillar. You understand what I'm saying, right?”
“…Yes.”
“Well, I'm not banning office romance. If you really want to, try winning her heart first.”
He spoke in a joking tone and laughed loudly.
“That's all I have to say. Can you move? Carry Double Melon and follow me. We're returning to headquarters.”
“Yes.”
I carefully lifted the sleeping Go Yu-jin onto my back and followed behind the boss. It had been a long, exhausting night.
Night is the time of vampires. In the deep hours when both the werewolf Rin and the magician-slash-magical girl Go Yu-jin were asleep, Angel Bloodycore was carrying out her duties as master of the Bloodycore clan.
“Uuuuugh! Aaaaaaaaagh!”
Angel Bloodycore used her nails to slice and forcibly tear off the skin that had been grafted onto the abdomen of the suspended woman—the one who, after enduring brutal torture, had revealed her name as Ryo (黎).
The woman screamed wildly, but no one except her torturer could hear it. This was the perfectly soundproofed torture chamber located in the basement of Black Star.
“Wrap it.”
Angel Bloodycore tossed the peeled skin to her subordinate vampire and ordered.
The vampire who caught the skin fragment stored it away, then took out bandages and wrapped them tightly around Ryo's waist. Once the vampire finished and stepped back, Angel Bloodycore stood before Ryo once more.
She grabbed Ryo's chin and lifted her face. It was haggard and exhausted.
“I… I've told you… everything I know.”
Ryo spoke in a hoarse voice.
“I've told you everything I know… I don't know what I don't know… I've been honest…. There's nothing more… to say.”
“Why did you try to recruit Rin? You could have just killed both of them.”
At Angel Bloodycore's question, Ryo gave a faint smile. Depending on how you looked at it, it could have been taken as a sneer.
“You're the one who should answer… why you're keeping him around…? Aren't you the same? The number of werewolves left is very small now… He might… have the potential to become a Patriarch…”
“…”
Patriarch. The entity that leads a werewolf tribe. In other words, the word for chieftain.
“So.”
Angel Bloodycore tightened her grip on Ryo's chin.
“You approached Rin knowing that.”
“Why would I lie… yes…”
Angel Bloodycore released the hand holding her chin. That hand moved downward and stroked between Ryo's legs.
“I wasn't completely certain myself. This works out perfectly. If he truly has the qualities to become a Patriarch.”
“Ngh!”
Angel Bloodycore's fingers dug into the crevice.
“Then I might be able to confirm it through you.”