Home Alone
"Master, are you heading out?"
After finishing my shower, Brina and Slami had already come to their senses and were sitting on the bed, looking up at me.
"Yeah, I've got an appointment."
I said that, then habitually went to store Brina and Slami back in my inventory—but I paused.
Do I really need to put Brina in the inventory?
Now at stage 4, she had grown limbs and could move on her own. Plus, Brina was completely obedient to me, so she seemed trustworthy enough to leave at home by herself.
"That said, I can't just leave you like this... Brina, come here for a sec."
"Yes, Master."
Brina approached without a word, and I dressed her in an oversized white short-sleeved T-shirt and black boxer briefs from my closet. There was no women's clothing in my room, of course, and these were the only things that might fit her build.
Even those looked like a crop top on her because of her enormous breasts, exposing her navel. Without a bra, the outlines of her areolas and nipples poked through the fabric clearly. The boxers clung lewdly to her plump hips and the slit of her pussy, emphasizing every curve. Seeing how my own men's clothes transformed into something so obscene depending on who wore them made me realize just how ridiculously erotic Brina's body was.
Gulp.
My throat went dry on instinct, but if I gave in to lust and used her now, I'd be late. I barely suppressed my urges as Brina, fascinated by the clothes I'd put on her, checked herself out in the full-length mirror, twisting this way and that. She seemed to like it.
"Master's clothes... They smell like you. I love it."
That's just the fabric softener.
"Ah-! Me too, clothes, gimme-!"
Slami, who'd watched me dress Brina, squirmed and demanded some for herself—but I had no intention of clothing her.
"No, Slami, you're going in the inventory."
"Why, only me! Unfair-!"
I ignored her protests and shoved the whining Slami into my inventory without another word. Brina was reliable enough to leave alone, but Slami was still mentally a child. Even with Brina here, I didn't feel safe leaving her behind.
Before heading out, I spent about ten minutes instructing Brina on basic chores and how to use the tablet.
"Clean if you can while I'm gone, and if you're bored, use the tablet I left. Watch stuff on RedTube or whatever. Oh, and if anyone comes by, pretend no one's home. Got it? Guard the house well, okay?"
"Yes, Master. I'll keep the house safe, so go without worry."
I received Brina's send-off at the front door and hurriedly headed to the tech training hall where Siriel was waiting.
Meanwhile, left alone at home, Brina took a quick look around the place. In the bright daylight, she could see the house clearly—details she'd missed in the dark of night.
"This is Master's home."
It was smaller and cozier than she'd expected for a master with a Unique Authority, but Brina had no complaints about his tastes. She simply carried out his orders.
"So many intriguing tools here."
Intuitively figuring out how to use the unfamiliar appliances, she methodically began cleaning the house.
"Phew. The furniture's all so tall—cleaning was a bit tough."
She called it tough, but without breaking a sweat, she'd finished spotless in under an hour. Brina glanced around for anything else to do, and her eyes fell on the tablet Master had left behind.
"Like... this?"
Brina clumsily tapped the touchscreen to operate it. Following Master's instructions, she launched RedTube and started watching videos. The tablet's algorithm, tuned to Han Yeoul's habits, recommended content he'd enjoy, and through it, Brina gradually learned about modern society.
Language barriers weren't an issue; she'd naturally picked it up at stage 3 growth. No hindrance to viewing at all.
"Dungeon break, Tower, gods, national reconstruction, top 10 Hunters..."
After about two hours of RedTube, Brina grew more interested in the tablet itself than the videos. So much rich information packed into such a tiny device—and not just text, but moving images.
"So this is what this function does?"
Exploring its features one by one, she accidentally opened the video player app.
"Haaang~ Fuck me harder!"
The last video Han Yeoul had watched auto-played, showing a busty AV actress moaning as she got pounded by her male co-star's cock.
"Is this how humans breed...?"
As an onahole whose knowledge came only from implantation, the sight of humans mating was utterly fascinating to Brina.
"As expected, much smaller than Master's."
Hard to judge size precisely from video, but no need—she knew Master's cock was superior to the male AV actor's. Recalling it flushed her cheeks. Just thinking of Master's dick made her womb throb, pussy juice trickling out.
Remembering how Master had fairly shared his semen even with greedy Slami, Brina unconsciously substituted him for the male actor and herself for the moaning woman beneath him. She started watching intently.
The two performers fucked wildly at times, but also shared tender kisses, basking in each other's warmth with knowing smiles.
"Kissing..."
Brina touched her lips without thinking, then snapped to her senses.
"What kind of kiss for an onahole like me with Master...? Kiss... Master's... Nngh..."
Blasphemous thoughts, but immersed in overlaying herself and Master onto the actors, her hand drifted toward her pussy.
Stroke... rub...
"Nnh... haa... ahn..."
She'd been used by Master plenty, but never masturbated. Her clumsy fingering over the boxers was amateurish. Onahole instincts didn't cover self-arousal, so this was Brina's first time chasing sexual pleasure on her own.
"Hnn~ haaa...!"
No knowledge needed—her body, awakened to sex, instinctively learned how to feel good as a female, not just an onahole. She teased her nipples, rubbed her clit, building toward climax.
Ding-dong—
"Eek?!"
The sudden bell made Brina frantically shut off the tablet and hold her breath.
Ding-dong— Ding-dong—
Most would leave after a few unanswered rings, but the visitor persisted stubbornly.
Brina prayed they'd go away, but the guest at Han Yeoul's door was no pushover.
"Hmm, strange. I definitely sense someone inside."
They spoke loudly enough to carry indoors on purpose. After a pause, their voice turned icy.
"The faithful told me it was a sturdy young man. Yet the presence inside feels so small... not human."
Brina's spine chilled. Dense killing intent seeped through the door.
"No hunter would keep a monster at home, so it must be a dungeon escapee hiding here."
Crack!
The double-locked door tore away like paper. A figure in black robes embroidered with golden threads billowed in.
"Breaking in without the owner's permission is rude, but if it's to slay a monster for the righteous youth who saved unknown faithful even in deadly dungeons, surely he'll understand."
Step, step.
A young woman with neatly tied jet-black hair advanced on Brina, black energy swirling in her hand. To Brina, she looked like the Grim Reaper descended in human form.
Brina recognized her from RedTube earlier.
Top 10 Hunter, Cheonma Han Se-ah. Why is someone like her here?
Why would such a monster of a human show up out of nowhere?
"Now, little monster."
Brina recalled Master's words.
Guard the house well?
Sorry, Master.
The heavenly demon in human skin stood before her. The black energy in her hand reached for Brina.
"Die."
Demonic power blanketing the sky engulfed Brina.