Chapter 19
Chapter 19
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: Shall We Date?
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“Shall we date?”
I could tell from the moment we first met that day.
‘Ah, he’s going to confess today.’
His outfit was more carefully put-together than on our usual dates, his hair neatly styled.
‘That’s the perfume I said I liked...’
Every little detail seemed to have his full attention. It was that kind of date.
Not that there were any special events compared to our normal ones.
Seeing him so tense made my heart flutter softly too.
I always held his hand with a pounding heart.
But today, his large hand felt unusually hot and awkward.
‘What if he thinks I’m weird?’
My heart was racing just as much as his.
What if my hands were sweaty? What if my walk looked strange? What if he didn’t like my outfit?
My head was full of such silly worries.
After all, this was the first time I’d gotten this close to a guy.
‘His hands really are big...’
Our first conversation was during a group project meeting for a major class.
In any university, any department, it’s always the same.
Group projects inevitably mean one person ends up sacrificing themselves.
It’s almost a delusion to think everyone will contribute equally.
And this time, that sacrificial lamb was me.
Everyone started making excuses and putting off the prep work.
I knew those excuses hid nothing but trivial distractions like drinks or PC bangs.
But even so, I had no choice but to take the hit.
Bad luck—I’d been made the group leader.
“God, you guys are too much. I’ll handle the research. Do any of you know how to do PPT?”
That’s when I first talked to him.
Han Ji-ho.
He was a returning student that semester, two years older than me, so an oppa.
Unlike the others’ lame excuses, he really had been away helping at his relative’s aunt’s store.
And once that was done, he actually showed up to help with the project.
That surprise and joy.
It was the start of my first love.
“Hey, oh, Professor Jang Hye-seon’s class is canceled today, right?”
After that day, he’d greet me with a bright smile whenever he saw me.
I’d reply with a few words and a greeting.
Before long, we were chatting and laughing comfortably.
This went on for days.
Every day without fail, we texted back and forth.
Sometimes we’d wander the streets just the two of us.
Or meet up in the middle of the night for endless walks.
One night, we even talked on the phone until the wee hours.
And so, without realizing it.
I started trying to look pretty for him.
Meeting him became the highlight of my day.
That’s when I first realized what it meant to like someone.
In my life up to then.
“Shall we date?”
So when he blushed, gathered his courage, and asked—knowing he felt the same.
I smiled.
Because those words made me so happy.
“Yeah, sure.”
That’s how we started dating.
And I got my first boyfriend, someone I loved.
。 。 。
“Haa, ahn! So good...! Hngh! I love this...! Feels amazing...!!”
Squish, squish.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
Ona Yeon was shaking her hips on top of me, her face melted in pleasure that was hard to believe was her first time.
[Your bodily fluids have been absorbed beyond a certain level by ‘Ona Yeon,’ temporarily granting her undead traits.]
[Granted Trait: Pain Reduction.]
Squeeze, squeeze.
Her fresh pussy clenched around my cock like it was begging me to cum already.
“Urgh, Nayeon, your pussy’s squeezing so tight it hurts.”
“Forgive me! Hnngh! My slutty pussy, forgive it...!”
Squelch, squelch.
Her flushed face panted like a beast’s—no trace left of the glare she’d given me earlier.
‘Fell after just four rounds.’
First, once with her hand.
Second, once with her mouth.
Third, once with sumata.
I gradually ramped up the intensity of our bodily contact like that.
Kissing her or cumming in her sucking mouth to feed her my fluids.
‘Better reaction than Yu Ha-yeon...’
Her temporary trait manifested quickly.
Rip.
When I first tore through her hymen.
“Hnngh!! Wh-what is this! What’s happening...! Hngh! D-don’t move inside...!!”
Already slick from sumata, she came the instant she took my cock.
“Fuck, Nayeon’s virgin pussy tastes insane...”
Twitch, twitch.
Her fresh pussy convulsed wildly around me.
She came right as I entered, eyes wide, body shaking, mouth agape.
But I ignored her climax and pistoned my hips wildly for my own pleasure.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
“Guh! Hngh! Oh! Ack! N-no! Hnngh! D-don’t move...!!”
Tears streaming, her pussy clamping down like it wanted to milk me, tongue lolling out invitingly.
I didn’t hold back, sucking her lips while savoring her virgin pussy.
“Mmm! Hmph! Chup, hngh...! Pwah, haaang...!! No! I’m going crazy...!!”
‘Even for a virgin, her reactions are too good.’
Thinking back, Yu Ha-yeon’s reactions improved too once her temporary trait kicked in.
Maybe my fluids had some aphrodisiac effect. The thought crossed my mind.
“Urgh...! Nayeon, gonna cum.”
“Hnggh! N-no! Not inside!!”
The thought didn’t last—her clenching brought my orgasm rushing in.
She shook her head, rejecting creampie verbally.
But her legs wrapped my waist tight, locking my cock in place.
“Cumming! Gonna flood your virgin womb with cum from the start!”
“Nooo━!!”
Squeeeze.
Her pussy spasmed in rhythm with her scream.
Like she wanted to cum with me.
And.
Spurt! Spurt!
“Haaaang━!! It’s, it’s coming in! No...! Hot cum...! In my womb...!”
Gurgle, gurgle.
Lost in climax and ecstasy, her face smeared with tears and drool.
When I blasted her womb, she came again, clinging to me desperately.
Hugging me tight, feeling every bit, moaning nonstop.
“Haa, no, inside.... Cumming inside...”
“Already dumped it all in. Plus, your pussy’s squeezing for more.”
“Ahn, hngh! Don’t move...”
Savoring the afterglow, I slowly moved inside her clenching pussy, coaxing out more cum.
White seed overflowed from her stuffed virgin hole.
“Nayeon, thanks for the virginity.”
Her mind pickled in pleasure, she stared blankly into space, breathing raggedly.
She’d pass out soon, judging by her state.
‘Can’t wait to see her when she wakes.’
Humans blinded by desire do stupid things.
Then regret after satisfying it.
Ona Yeon, true to form, got dazzled by rare tasty food and gave in step by step—till her virginity.
Payment: fresh meat and delicious meals.
Of course, once awake, I’d train her with more food as compensation for her virginity.
‘Wonder what face she’ll make realizing what she did with a boyfriend waiting.’
Grinning, I carefully wiped her pussy clean.
Then checked the status window floating before me.
[Your semen has entered ‘Ona Yeon’s’ womb. What will you choose?]
[Pregnancy]
[Enhancement]
[Choose nothing.]
As expected.
The options when my cum reaches a woman’s womb.
‘...Pregnancy’s not bad...’
I pondered the choices.
Enhancement was out, obviously.
It grants traits, turning them into my owned servants.
But I can’t force obedience on them yet.
No point empowering a temporary week-long toy who’s neither an ally nor permanent.
So I eyed [Pregnancy].
‘But nah, still no.’
Seeing my kid might soften me up.
She’s just my property, my slave.
If she fully submits, knocking her up wouldn’t be bad.
But not now.
‘Plus, if I’m having kids, it should be with someone I like.’
I recalled the dorm incident.
‘Hey, did you wash my underwear?’
It was shortly after I’d become the group’s lowest rung.
Doing everyone’s laundry every morning, naturally including Ona Yeon’s panties.
No fetish for getting turned on by some unfriendly girl’s underwear while being exploited.
To me, it was just unfair labor.
But she didn’t see it that way.
She told her boyfriend Han Ji-ho right away.
‘You fucking perv, what’d you do with my girlfriend’s panties!’
I got beaten for no reason.
Zombie crisis had everyone short on food and on edge—but so was I.
No forgiving them for that.
‘I’ll use her thoroughly and savor the shitty thrill.’
Especially Han Ji-ho.
He was one of the civilian coup plotters.
Helped sell me out when the rebellion got exposed.
His girlfriend Ona Yeon must’ve known.
So no [Pregnancy].
Plenty more ways to play with her.
I chose [Choose nothing.]
Ding.
[No reward chosen for creampie.]
[Unused semen absorbed into ‘Ona Yeon’s’ body.]
[Domination over ‘Ona Yeon’ increased.]
‘Domination?’
Unexpected message from what I thought was a dud choice.
Domination.
Literal power to dominate the target.
As questions swirled, another message.
Ding.
[New info added: ‘Character Dictionary’ created.]
‘Knew trying everything pays off.’
I grinned at the new system window.
Opened Character Dictionary—packed with names.
‘...Everyone from the dorm.’
Curious, clicked top one: Kang Hae-seok.
[Name: Kang Hae-seok.
Age: 29
-Former military officer.]
‘Super basic.’
Expectations dashed.
Thought it’d have hidden info—just a summary of what I knew.
‘Then Ona Yeon...’
[Name: Ona Yeon.
Age: 22
-Han Ji-ho’s girlfriend.
Blinded by hunger and desire, betrayed boyfriend, sold virginity. And... [More].
Domination Rank: F]
More details than Hae-seok’s.
All stuff I’d learned once.
Even forgotten bits.
But key: Domination Rank.
That’s the power from this creampie.
Current rank F.
Only one load so far, so low rank makes sense.
‘Keep creampieing to absorb more cum...’
Rank’ll rise eventually.
Ideas flooded for high-rank perks.
My cock hardened.
‘6 days left. I’ll spoil you slowly.’
I fondled her passed-out tits on the bed, gazing at her.
“......Hm?”
My eyes drifted to her pussy.
“What’s this...? A bruise?”
A faint pattern above her pussy.
So dim, could pass for a stain or bruise up close.
But from afar, clearly a pattern.
‘......This is.’
A womb tattoo.
“Pfft!”
Couldn’t hold back the laugh.
‘Best ability ever.’
Creampie who I want, enhance or dominate as I please.
Proof: womb tattoo darkening bit by bit.
Perfect power.
“Show Han Ji-ho the deepened tattoo this week—he’ll love it, right?”
Grinning, I stroked her pussy fondly.
“Uh, ...hngh.”
She moaned softly, trembling at my touch.
“Um.... Mister.”
“...Yeah?”
Yu Ha-yeon’s voice from the quiet back.
“What? Since when you been there?”
“W-well.... Her voice carried so well, I got curious... came midway.”
I’d asked her to step out during Ona Yeon’s sumata.
Her jealous glare was annoying.
So me and Ona Yeon moved to the bed; she waited by the grill.
‘She’s wet...’
The Yu Ha-yeon calling me now had her pants off.
Thighs slick with her own juices—must’ve touched herself.
“S-sorry.... You asked me to leave, but... the sounds were too loud.”
Blushing, she approached slowly.
I pulled her onto my lap, smirking.
“So? Watched it all—satisfied now?”
“You’re so mean, mister...”
She pouted at my question.
“Watching you with her got me like this....”
Legs spread on my lap, she parted her pussy.
Pink and glistening.
“Put it in me too...♥”
Spying on our sticky sex flipped her switch.
‘Perfect timing.’
Toying with Ona Yeon had me rock-hard already.
I rubbed my cock on her pussy lips.
“Good girl—here’s your reward.”
“...Yes♥”
Then I pounded her pussy like mad, dumping three loads in her womb.
。 。 。
“......Mm.”
Ona Yeon opened her eyes to an unfamiliar high ceiling, staring blankly for a moment.
“Ah, ahh...”
Memories of last night gradually surfaced.
Days of starvation, rare delicious food dangled before her.
First, with hands.
Then mouth.
Bit by bit, giving her body.
Finally, drunk on pleasure atop him, shaking her hips herself.
Recalling that lost-in-lust moment.
“Wh-what... what have I done.”
She despaired, clutching her head.
Her precious first time, saved for her boyfriend with every excuse.
Sold for mere food.
Worse—even enjoyed it midway.
“Ah, you’re up?”
Footsteps approached, a voice called.
Lifting her head: Lee Seo-ho stood holding something.
“Y-you...!”
Resentment surged; tears welled as she glared.
“Why that look?”
He just smiled leisurely at her gaze.
“You enjoyed it too yesterday.”
No retort to that.
Even out of her mind, she’d shaken her hips in ecstasy—fact.
Drip....
“...Hngh.”
Recalling it, her thighs grew wet.
“By all means, get mad or resent me.”
Seeing her hang her head silently, he sat by the bed, handing her something.
“Eat breakfast first.”
A plate. A mug.
The sudden aroma snapped her from despair; she looked up.
Eyes widened at the sight.
Plate: buttered toast, bacon, fried egg, simple salad with cherry tomatoes.
Mug: milky coffee.
Unbelievable feast—she stared at him trembling.
“Didn’t you say you wanted this before?”
He met her eyes, smiling gently.
“M-me...?”
No memory of saying that.
Least not since arriving here.
But it fit too well.
Her favorite usual breakfast.
“Yeah, back then. In the dorm, when we were all starving. You said you wanted a breakfast like this.”
Vague memory surfaced at his words.
Near end of dorm supplies.
Worst times, everyone shared dream meals to pass time.
“Remembered and made it. Not to your taste?”
He’d kept it in mind, made it for her.
“But... why this.”
Pure question.
He only gave meat for pussy rubs—a cold bastard.
His next words shattered that.
“‘Cause I held you. I like treating my girls well.”
Gentle smile.
“...Hngh.”
For a moment, her heart fluttered for him.
‘Wh-why am I...’
Intense night flashed; peak pleasure recalled.
Her heart pounded wildly on its own.
“Anyway, yesterday was great. This is payback.”
Ignoring her reply, he set breakfast on the bedside table.
“Don’t want it? Fine, no forcing.”
Then sat close, gently stroking her hair.
“Wh-what’re you... Mm...!”
He leaned in, kissing her lips.
Memories of last night’s deep kisses resurfaced.
Brief kiss ended; he gazed lovingly.
“Rest up. I’ll head out.”
“......”
She stared blankly as he left.
Just now, head spun with resentment for him, guilt for Ji-ho.
Now.
Thump, thump.
She kept noticing the man before her.
She watched his retreating back with confused eyes as he leisurely left the bed.
‘Character Dictionary’s OP.’
Seo-ho, of course, didn’t remember her favorite food.
But he’d heard it once; it was in her dictionary entry.
‘Why remember my favorite food...?’
Unaware, Ona Yeon clutched her racing heart, starting on the breakfast he made.
Warm familiar taste filled her mouth.
“...Gulp.”
Milky coffee’s aroma teased her nose.
“...This is, ...bad.”
Her feelings for Seo-ho began shifting inside.
At the same time, recalling Ji-ho’s face brought confusion.