Chapter 15
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Short Revenge
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"Something to test Weapon Technique on..."
There weren't many things in a single guy's room that could be called weapons.
The best he could come up with was a cheap 50,000-won Chinese cleaver he'd bought back when he was trying to impress his girlfriend by cooking.
For some reason, it felt like it gripped his hand better than usual.
It had always seemed heavier than expected, and the handle was too small for his hand, making it awkward—but now it stuck to his palm like a magnet, refusing to let go.
Was this the effect of Weapon Technique?
"Maybe something to slice up..."
He opened the fridge, and sure enough, it was filled with the leftovers typical of a bachelor's life—half-drunk cola, a few pieces of chicken, that sort of thing.
"...Hoo, you're back, huh."
A sigh escaped at the familiar sight.
He slapped the chicken onto a cutting board.
With moderate force, he brought the cleaver down on it.
There was no resistance at all as it cleanly bisected the chicken.
"..."
For the record, it was the bone-in leg part, and the bone was sliced perfectly clean.
Not only that, but the cutting board itself was nicked about halfway through.
If he'd swung with full power, would the board have split too?
As expected, a Level 3 skill was on another level.
What if it had been a real weapon instead of a cleaver?
Swords, spears, axes—they flashed through his mind.
For a split second, he thought about casually buying one—
"Ah."
But reality hit: he had no stocks or massive wealth.
His broke-ass fridge and the few clothes hanging in the closet drove it home.
He was back in reality.
Come to think of it, he'd quit his part-time job, so he needed to start earning money again.
A fleeting thought crossed his mind about becoming Han Na's sugar baby, but he shook his head to dismiss it.
His pride wouldn't allow it.
But then he realized Han Na might actually love it if he suggested it.
"...There were quests that rewarded cash..."
As he muttered that, the Quest Board popped up right in front of him, as if it had heard—as if sorted to show only the ones with cash rewards.
So it could do that, huh.
"Whoa... there's a ton..."
The quests were varied.
But this time, none looked completely safe.
The lowest difficulty ones were the Zombie World and Hero World, both rewarding 3 million won.
He wasn't desperate for money right now, but he'd need it eventually...
"Hmm..."
As he pondered between the two, the front door creaked open.
A woman stood hesitating in the doorway, backlight framing her.
Then their eyes met, and she gave an awkward smile.
"Um..."
"...Come on in?"
"Yeah..."
Unlike her haughty face, Han Na hesitated for a long while after opening the door before finally closing it and stepping inside.
She approached him sprawled on the sofa.
And naturally, as if it were her spot, she settled right into his lap.
It felt like he'd tamed a stray cat.
A mix of pride and slight bewilderment washed over him.
Stroking her hair, she purred like she was purring.
Her frigidity was gone—who knew where it went—as she reacted sensitively to his every touch.
"I was worried when I couldn't reach you for a whole day."
"A whole day..."
A week in the quest world, and only a day had passed here.
No wonder it felt a bit chillier.
"Worried over just one day."
"W-We’re sex partners, you know. Of course I was worried."
Come to think of it, yeah.
It started as revenge against Kim Tae-yang, but they were definitely sex partners.
Yet Han Na phrased it like they were lovers.
And she blushed after saying it herself.
"What happened with Kim Tae-yang?"
"We broke up."
Figured, after all that.
He'd asked because he expected it.
He didn't feel bad for Kim Tae-yang specifically—anyone else, maybe, but not him.
Though he did feel a twinge of guilt toward Han Na.
"Oh..."
"So now it's just me."
"Huh?"
But Han Na was gazing at him sweetly.
She took the hand stroking her hair to her lips and began licking his fingers meticulously, sucking on them lewdly with wet slurps.
A man couldn't ignore that kind of appeal.
He smiled mischievously on purpose.
"...Are you seducing me right now?"
Han Na nodded.
Now that she was single, she was boldly tempting him.
The moment he gave in to the temptation, the door opened again.
No one else should be coming, but the door swung wide—they both froze.
And through the open door stood his ex-girlfriend.
"...Seong Han?"
"..."
A face he'd missed.
His already-ex-girlfriend was stepping through his front door.
And he was tangled up with Han Na in an awkward position.
His heart dropped for a second.
It felt like getting caught cheating.
But no, that wasn't it.
They'd already broken up, and this was his house.
He'd done nothing wrong.
As if affirming his thoughts, Han Na glanced between him and his ex, then gave a small smile.
"Your ex-girlfriend?"
"S-Seong Han, who's this?"
"Who am I? Well..."
Instead of words, Han Na showed her.
Right in front of his ex, Han Na calmly tugged down his pants.
All the way, panties and all, cool as can be.
"W-Wait a sec."
Now he was the flustered one.
He knew Han Na had gotten bold, but not like this, not in this moment.
And there it was—his erection, debuting before his ex for the first time.
The huge cock he'd never shown her because of her premarital chastity claims.
"...Huh...? W-What...?"
His ex's eyes widened, locked on his dick.
She looked shocked.
Han Na grabbed it with both hands boastfully and started licking the glans.
"Mmm... slurp... pfh..."
"W-What are you doing?!"
His ex shouted in surprise, but she had no grounds to stop them.
They were broken up, after all.
Seeming even more aroused with the ex watching, Han Na now swallowed his cock whole and sucked it devotedly.
"Hoo..."
Even in this situation, he felt it.
No—especially because of the situation.
Unthinkingly, he grabbed Han Na's head and thrust his hips up.
She accepted the rough treatment without resistance.
He caressed her firm body in that position.
Soft to the touch, yet springy enough to bounce his fingers back when pressed.
Han Na looked up at him, then glanced at his ex with a sly smile.
That's when he got it—what she was doing.
Han Na was showing off.
Parading their sticky relationship right in front of his ex.
And he loved it.
So he joined in.
"Han Na, stand up."
She did, stripping off her top and sweats.
"S-Seong Han?"
He shed everything too, groping her lewdly.
Caressing her whole body softly, licking it like he wanted to devour her.
His ex—who'd only known his pure side—swallowed hard.
She couldn't look away.
Gradually, he and Han Na tuned out everything else, focusing only on each other.
They locked eyes, then crashed their lips together.
He chased away whatever frigidity lingered in her.
Her expression melted; a soft moan escaped her lips.
Unlike before, she didn't hold back her moans.
She let them out even more seductively, stickily—like she wanted someone to hear.
Her behavior was both endearing and grateful, so he pleasured her even more tenderly.
"Haa... ahhng..."
He stroked her athletic, toned body.
Massaging every inch while tangling tongues with her.
With hazy eyes, they gazed only at each other.
When he kneaded her ass, she slipped her leg between his, rubbing his cock with her thigh like urging him on.
He countered by sliding his hand between her legs.
"Haaaahh..."
Just his fingers brushing her entrance drew a long, sweet sigh.
Her pale naked skin flushed red with arousal.
"Q-Quicker..."
At her cute urging, he smiled and circled behind her.
Doggy style, classic.
Like an animal, he bent her waist, then slammed his veiny cock balls-deep from behind in one go.
"Haak...!"
"...Ah..."
Han Na gasped roughly, and he saw his ex—who'd sunk to the floor at some point—speechless at the sight.
"I-I'm... g-gonna go."
She stammered as she stumbled toward the door.
Neither responded.
They just lost themselves in each other, mating like beasts.
Yet the worries and loneliness lingering in his heart melted away like snow.
Maybe it wasn't just revenge on Kim Tae-yang he wanted.
This felt even more refreshing than that revenge.
With gratitude, he snapped his hips.
The sex didn't stop until Han Na collapsed from exhaustion.