Chapter 37
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: Swordsmanship is First-Class, but the Pussy is Third-Class
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"Your upper body is wide open."
Lee Sun-young pointed it out as she casually deflected my fist, hardened solid with the flat of her blade.
"You're not taking advantage of your body transformation ability at all. If your punches are just hard and nothing else, they're way too easy to read."
As her advice came with a follow-up attack, I focused my mana into my legs, trying to slip out of her line of sight.
"And your mana flow is too obvious. Try controlling it entirely within your body so none leaks out."
She read my movement like it was nothing and caught up instantly, pressing down on my hand with the hilt of her sword.
"Got it." Keeping her advice in mind, I tried directing my mana as I wanted once more.
The trait I'd gained from dominating her, 'Unity of Sword and Body', was a huge help in handling mana as a body transformer.
Transformation types turned their bodies into weapons, so I could exploit her trait to the fullest.
If my mana flow used to be like a babbling brook, now it rushed like a river after rain.
But as a side effect of such rapid growth, uncontrolled mana leaked out, exposing my intentions completely.
"Think of your body as an extension of the sword, and imagine your mana sliding along the blade like water droplets. Smoothly, without a single drop falling to the ground."
With an expert like her guiding me so diligently, even that side effect was settling down fast.
Since I was using her trait directly, I could skip straight past all the trial and error she'd gone through, thanks to her advice.
"...That's much better than before." She smiled in satisfaction as she parried my attack with ease.
"Let's go again."
"Sure, come at me." She beamed, blocking everything I threw at her.
'This... is the power of an A-rank awakener.'
Even with my current strength, just keeping up was a struggle. Before I'd taken her trait? I'd have been ground beef in seconds.
I gave it my all, truly trying to land one solid hit, but nothing got through to her.
'The advantage of body transformation...' Like she said, I wasn't even using half of what body transformation offered.
I was just extending my limbs for surprise range or hardening them with mana—that was it.
I needed more. In a flash, I added a third joint to the arm I thrust toward her.
It was a new technique made possible by how quickly I could reshape my body now.
"Ngh... that's pretty good..!" My arm bent in an unnatural twist, striking from a direction she didn't expect.
But that was all. Even with my best shot, Lee Sun-young leaped back, and my fist only grazed a few strands of her shimmering hair.
"That last attack was solid. Very creative." She looked delighted at my progress, grinning ear to ear as she praised me.
"...I thought that one would land." I really figured it would hit this time—frustrating.
"Aw, already trying to beat me? You're not there yet! That attack still had a lot of rough edges."
Bright sunlight streamed through the training hall windows, sparkling off her red hair like gleaming rubies as she spoke.
Her husband had built this dojo just for her, and unlike the cramped ones I'd used before, it was spacious enough to really let loose.
"It was a first try, right? Your power transfer wasn't clean. Too much loss during the direction change."
Forcing that third joint left a slight ache in my arm. If it'd connected, it'd feel refreshing instead.
"But the concept itself was excellent. You're starting to get the hang of the trait!"
"In a few months, I might master your trait and actually beat you!" Her expression screamed unbreakable confidence—she'd never lose.
Our sparring barely counted as a workout for her; she chattered on like a lark with steady breaths.
Her sapphire-blue eyes, clear and piercing, matched her haughty gaze perfectly. She exuded the leisure of the strong, always wearing that confident smile.
"...Jin-hyuk...?" She tilted her head curiously as I stared straight through her.
Even through her battle training gear, her massive breasts asserted their presence.
Her tights hugged her wide hips tightly, emphasizing every curve.
She caught the intent in my up-and-down gaze, her face flushing red.
"...So, shall we end today's lesson here...?" Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she sought my permission.
"Yeah." At my word, she led me to her bedroom.
Their marital bedroom, where she and her husband lived.
"Where's your husband?"
"..That bastard?" She called her once-beloved husband "that bastard" without hesitation.
"Haha, you're too harsh on him. He was the man you loved until recently."
"Hmph. He's just a gullible idiot who pours money on you without a second thought, so I call him that much. I don't even want to mention him."
As our sessions continued, her love for her husband had twisted into something close to hatred.
Even the lingering guilt inside her vanished completely once she saw him getting aroused by the sight of her throwing herself at me.
"That premature loser is probably off working. I told him if he doesn't send money, no more photos of you ravaging me."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, he's probably slaving away right now."
Jo Joo-yeop, the low-priority loan shark in the scenario, had been set up from the start as an NTR-loving ATM.
Impotent with his own wife, he only got rock-hard aroused when he knew she'd been stolen away—twisted into a total pervert.
He'd become like a giving tree, happily offering his wife, his money, everything to me.
Well, Jo Joo-yeop found happiness in having his wife and everything taken by me, so it was a happy ending.
In the bedroom she'd shared with her husband, she stripped off her training gear and spoke to me.
Her heated body, hidden beneath, gleamed softly under the lights.
"So for my husband... fill me up deep inside with today's 'lesson fee'...♥"
She wore lewd lingerie that left her breasts and pussy completely exposed. Heart-shaped cutouts framed her nipples, forcibly pinned in place with gold piercings.
Her erect nipples strained against the golden piercings that kept them from slipping back in, sparkling in the light.
"Married onahole...♥ is ready...♥" With a sultry smile, she demurely traced a heart on her lower belly with her finger.
"...Looks pretty. You did exactly what I told you?"
I toyed with her rock-hard, flushed nipples as I asked.
"Yes...♥" The piercings forcing her nipples out were melted down from her wedding ring.
Turning her precious wedding ring—full of memories with her husband—into slutty piercings for a married onahole had met heavy resistance at first.
But after pounding her to multiple first-time orgasms and whispering threats in her ear with my cock still buried inside, she squirted like crazy and gave in quick.
Unlike her former self who cherished her husband, now she took real satisfaction in that symbol of their love becoming a mark of submission to me.
"Even that trash dick that rarely comes home... loves it...♥" Lewd expression on, she started bragging.
"When I tie your used condom here and go back, he stumbles into the bathroom in some awkward pose, jerking his tiny prick. So pathetic...♥"
Trashing her husband, she rubbed her body against me seductively.
Her thick, married woman's musk was mind-numbing.
I nipped at Lee Sun-young's breast lightly, leaving a mark.
"Ngh...♥ It hurts...♥ Master...♥"
Ignoring her moan mixing pain and pleasure, I plunged my fingers into her depths.
I knew her body far better than her husband now. Proof? Her body reacted wildly to my fingers, helpless under my will.
"Ahh♥ This♥ So good♥" I kissed and sucked her neck, leaving vivid hickeys.
Like marking my property, red traces bloomed on her pale skin. Not satisfied with one, I left several dark blotches on her snow-white flesh.
"...Don't erase these. Show them to your husband." With an awakener's recovery, bruises like these would fade fast, so I ordered her.
"...Yes♥ Master...♥" She nodded eagerly, obeying my will.
"Good onahole." As a married onahole should, she always called me Master during sex.
I lay on her husband's bed, and she wrapped my cock with her huge tits, servicing me devotedly. Using her size to its fullest.
It gave her almost no pleasure, but she pampered my cock happily.
"Does it feel good...? I've never done this for that bastard...♥"
"Can't believe he never used these udders." I stroked her face as I said it.
Grinning brightly, she teased the tip poking from her cleavage with her tongue.
"*Lick* His is too short anyway...♥ *Smooch* And he always finishes too fast for this...♥"
Her healthy red lips kissed it softly, sucking like it was the finest delicacy with utmost care.
After enjoying the marshmallow-soft feel of her breasts for a while, I came in her mouth.
She gulped it down greedily, then grabbed her phone from the table and snapped a selfie with my cock covering her eyes.
"...For that bastard...♥" The perfectly corrupted married woman, sending adultery pics to her husband.
"On your stomach." At my command, she flipped over and arched her hips up.
Like a cat in a stretch, her pussy winked invitingly, begging for my cock.
Lee Sun-young loved doggy. Addicted to the "porchior" climaxes from forcing open her womb entrance—something her husband could never reach.
Matching her desires, I thrust deep to grind her cervix.
"Heek..♥ This...♥ Yesss...♥" She preferred soft presses and rubs over slamming her womb with my spearhead tip.
The pleasure of her sensitive spots grinding under pressure, different from rough pounding, had her climaxing nonstop.
"Hng...? Heuu...♥ Ahh...♥" The woman who'd toyed with me in the dojo with her iron will was now a pathetic, panting bitch, stabbed senseless inside.
Face buried to hide her blissed-out expression, she bit the pillow, muffling her dumb moans as I impaled her.
I savored her muffled cries through the thick comforter and filled her up.
Afterward, kneading her limp ass, I said,
"Obviously, no more sex with your husband, got it?"
Her twitching as cum leaked out was amusing. Just moments ago, unbeatable opponent.
Even in her daze, she nodded frantically with teary, pleasure-warped eyes, submitting like it was natural.
After our session, I tested my mana flow for fun. It moved smoother than before. Probably the psychological boost from the achievement and conquest.
'..Getting more help from her again. Thanks, Sun-young.'
Her devotion across the board let me build the combat prowess I needed as an instructor in no time.
...In return for her dedication, I gave her the ultimate reward I could offer.