Maintenance (4): Testing Their New Gear

Blissfully unaware that his personal information was being reported to someone, Han Yeoul headed to the dungeon in high spirits. He wanted to gauge the full power ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of Brina and Jeanne now that they had their new gear.

At stage 4 as onaholes, Brina and Jeanne looked fine on the surface, but they were still weaker than before their transformation. All their previous mana had vanished. Interestingly, Jeanne—unlike her undead days of instinctual movement—could now use various techniques, making her overall combat prowess slightly higher than when she was undead. On top of that, she'd gained the S-rank skill Masochism and an A-rank unique ability, so despite becoming an onahole last, her battle power was the highest among them. If he had to rank them, it was Slami < Brina << Jeanne. It probably had something to do with the original monster grades of their source materials.

Unable to equip Slami properly, he had her clear an 8th-grade dungeon with purification duty, while he took the other two onaholes to a 7th-grade dungeon.

He tested Brina first. The dungeon he entered alone with her was the Orc Centurion's Campsite. True to its name, the goal was to wipe out all 100 orcs inside.

Though the same green-skinned race as Brina, orcs had superior physiques to goblins and excelled in close-quarters brawling. They were a nightmare if your raw skill fell short.

But in under an hour, Brina had felled 99 orc soldiers. She plunged her dagger into the neck of the dungeon boss, the Orc Centurion, twisted it, and yanked it free.

"Grrrk..."

With a squeal like a pig being slaughtered, the Orc Centurion collapsed, blood gushing from its neck. Brina leaped back dramatically to avoid the spray, landing right beside Han Yeoul.

Clap clap clap.

"Clean work."

Having cleared the 7th-grade dungeon without a scratch, Brina shook the blood from her dagger and clung to Han Yeoul. He stroked the head of the purring, cat-like onahole as she rubbed her chest and face against his leg.

"Good girl, Brina. Fast clear time even on the boss, low semen consumption. You're more than ready."

"Thank you, Master. It's all thanks to the gear you gave me."

Brina's original role was assassin-like, so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fighting without her Stealth skill from the start was a huge handicap. That's why, despite slightly higher combat power than Slami, her repair semen usage was about the same.

But with gear boosting her attack, defense, and mobility, she slit their throats before the orc soldiers could react. Especially her new shoes with air resistance reduction—they amped her speed and muffled her presence, letting her pull off assassinations even up close.

"No witnesses, just assassinate."

"Muttering nonsense again."

Jeanne sniped back at Han Yeoul's mutter, smashing the head of a corrupted lesser salamander with her mace.

With Brina's test done, Han Yeoul now entered a dungeon with Jeanne. It was another 7th-grade one, but with different monsters. To test her core ability after her unique power—the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Masochism skill—he'd chosen the Nest of Corrupted Salamanders.

Salamanders were originally fire spirits corrupted by mana into monsters, perfect for testing Masochism's resistance boost.

True to its S-rank status, even as Han Yeoul felt the sweltering heat, Jeanne swung her mace unfazed, butchering the trash mobs: corrupted lesser salamanders.

Relying on her new armor and shield's overwhelming tanking power, she reached the boss room unscathed and now faced the dungeon boss, a corrupted salamander.

Nearly 5 meters long, with flames rippling over its scales, it was a beast hard to even approach. Knowing its advantage, it charged headlong.

"Grraaak!"

A flame-wreathed charge was something you'd normally dodge. But Jeanne braced to meet it head-on.

"Hup!"

With a grunt, she pressed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her shield to her body, stepped one foot back, and lowered her center of gravity. At impact—

Boom!

Adjusting the shield's angle perfectly, Jeanne used the salamander's momentum to slam its head into the ground.

"Kreeek?!!"

Stunned like the earth itself had punched it, the corrupted salamander staggered. Even deflecting the blow took a toll on Jeanne, who should have needed a moment to recover—but Masochism granted immunity to action restrictions. She pressed on.

Pinning it with her shield, she raised her Heavy Blow-infused mace and hammered its body mercilessly.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Kieeeek!!"

Whoosh!

"Ngh!"

Each strike on the flame-scaled body sprayed fire, heating Jeanne's armor red-hot. She was taking heat damage, no doubt. But she didn't stop.

As the flames intensified with her onslaught, her movements didn't slow—they sped up, as if the heat meant nothing. Thanks to Masochism, the more fire damage she took, the higher her flame resistance climbed, nearing immunity.

"Kreek??

Thinking it just needed to outlast her, the salamander panicked at its flames' ineffectiveness. It tried shoving the shield off its head and escaping—but Jeanne wasn't having it.

"This flame's lukewarm. No hotter ones? Fine, I'll end it here."

"Kieeeek!!"

To finish, Jeanne leaned harder into the shield, pummeling its body evenly. With its biggest weapon nullified, the salamander died under the mace barrage.

Did Masochism's resistance apply to gear too? Jeanne's shield and armor showed no scorch marks after slaying it.

"Good work."

"...This is nothing. With gear like this, it's expected, isn't it?"

Even at Han Yeoul's praise, Jeanne calmly gathered the byproducts, as if it were just her job. Unlike the other onaholes, she didn't fawn or act cute toward him after submission. Han Yeoul liked that about her even more.

The gap between battle mode and onahole mode is pure kink fuel.

Cool knightess off the bed, masochist onahole on it—that was Jeanne's charm. To check semen consumption from the fight, Han Yeoul opened her status window.

What the? Nearly 1L consumed?

It had been nearly 2 liters that morning—now halved. Far more than expected, Han Yeoul furrowed his brow.

Brina used about 200mL on her 7th-grade run. Jeanne, with better stats and skills, burned five times more. Even accounting for her tanking style's high repair needs, this was excessive.

Searching for the cause, he spotted it in the notes.

Mana deficiency? In heat? Onaholes don't have mana, so why... Ah!

He recalled Heavy Blow among her skills consumed mana.

"Jeanne, try Heavy Blow once."

"Hm? Sure."

As Heavy Blow activated, faint mana gathered on the mace, and her semen capacity dropped in real time. She'd been burning semen to fuel skills in place of mana.

That explained the high usage despite low repairs.

I didn't realize, but her other passive skills might do the same.

Not just actives—always-on skills could be semen-fueled too. Slami and Brina's passives hid it; Jeanne's active Heavy Blow made it obvious. Or maybe Masochism itself guzzled mana.

Han Yeoul stopped the activation.

"Okay, cut it."

"...Making me do the weirdest shit."

Jeanne grumbled, deactivating Heavy Blow and stowing her mace. Before checking her status, he hadn't noticed—but her voice from the helmet sounded oddly excited.

She's turned on. Hiding it by keeping the helmet on?

Mana deficiency solved, but why the arousal?

Did the combat injuries get her going?

Reading Jeanne's onahole trait again, Han Yeoul asked just in case.

"Semen burn's too high. What's up?"

"Had to tank hits. That's a tank's job, right? And you didn't think I'd solo a fire monster without a scratch?"

Valid points, but her tone grated—like she was picking a fight on purpose.

Plus, not removing her helmet despite the heat... Han Yeoul snatched her head along with it.

"Guh? What the hell?"

As her headless body flailed, he quickly removed the helmet.

"Ngh..."

Her exposed face screamed bitch in heat.

"You pissed me off on purpose, huh? Fought to burn more semen deliberately."

"M-Misunderstanding. Why would I..."

"Because you're a maso onahole who gets horny from combat wounds. Forgot I can see your status?"

"...I'm aroused, sure, but I didn't tank on purpose."

Her tsundere denial, obvious arousal be damned, was kinda cute.

"Sure? If it was deliberate, I'd wreck you right here. Rough enough you'd never try it again."

Han Yeoul teased to provoke her, and she squirmed, eyes darting, before looking up with a trembling voice.

"......You'd really go that rough?"

"You cheeky onahole."

"Nngh?! ♥"

Moments later, as Han Yeoul and Jeanne exited the dungeon, Jeonghwa—who'd cleared the 8th-grade one—approached.

"Good work. Sniff sniff. Was that vanilla I smelled?"

"M-Must be your imagination."

Helmeted Jeanne brushed it off and headed to the bathroom. With the vanilla scent gone, Jeonghwa tilted her head.

"Really? It's gone now. Hmm~ Craving vanilla ice cream maybe? Vanilla for dessert after lunch?"

"I've had too much lately... Let's do something else."

Even Han Yeoul's refusal made Jeonghwa pout and drop it.

Finally catching a breath, Han Yeoul felt Brina and Slami's knowing stares, dreading another squeeze tonight as they headed downtown for lunch.