Park Ara
While I was spacing out for a moment, a prompting message popped up on my smartphone screen.
Now was not the time to be spacing out.
Park Ara.
I couldn't believe this bitch of an enemy was contacting me first.
Naturally, she had no idea that I was Yoo Doobong.
My username was the brilliantly shining, star-studded ★Pussy Destroyer★.
There was no way she would ever connect the C-class buffer Yoo Doobong she used to know with this legendary, ultra-potent hunter.
Otherwise, there was no way in hell the bitch who kicked me out like a piece of trash would reach out to me first.
Honestly, even though I called her an enemy, I didn't really care about getting some grand revenge.
If I had to choose, I'd rather get back at that absolute bitch of a party leader, Elara.
Sure, Park Ara was a total pain in the ass too, always chiming in to mock me from the sidelines.
But how should I put it?
Maybe it was because we used to share skin-to-skin intimacy, but I didn't harbor enough malice to want her dead.
The Pink-Pussy Tanker.
That was the nickname I had secretly given Park Ara.
Despite her foul mouth and vulgar personality, Park Ara possessed an incredibly innocent, pure look.
She had a textbook puppy-dog face.
Soft, droopy eyes.
A fragile aura that made her look like she would be completely submissive to a man.
On top of that, she had a bust that looked ready to burst and rock-solid thighs.
Judging by looks alone, she was the ultimate bride material.
But the reality?
She was a rude, arrogant bitch with a deep-seated habit of looking down on people.
Another impatient message arrived.
She must be really desperate.
Let's start by replying.
Rates, huh? How much should I charge her? I quickly ran the numbers in my head.
The base fee I got from Chae Suhyun Noonim was five million won.
But Park Ara had a history of kicking me out. That deserved a spite tax.
Plus, her class was a tank. Dealing with a tank's absurd stamina and durability would absolutely wreck my lower back. Herniated disc hazard pay added.
The conclusion was clear.
I just threw it out there. Honestly, it felt ridiculously expensive. It was double what Chae Suhyun paid, after all.
I wondered if I was pushing my luck, but whatever. She was the desperate one anyway.
This fucking bitch. If you knew that, you shouldn't have kicked me out!
That C-class hunter who did "just fine" was me! You're the one who threw a fit and kicked me out because my stamina made your legs shake!
Whew. I was getting pissed off all over again. I took a deep breath to calm myself down.
Let's endure it. I was a sex hunter who needed to make money right now.
Oh, she agreed to the ten million won. As expected of an A-class ranker, she must be swimming in cash.
Pfft. A chuckle escaped my lips before I could stop it.
Gangnam Hunters Hotel.
That was the hotel my party... no, my former party used as their lodging.
Fuck. I used to live large in that luxury hotel, ordering room service whenever I wanted. Now, I was reduced to drifting between cheap monthly rentals. Life really was a bitch.
No, this is just the beginning.
If I made ten million won today, my net worth would already be thirty million won. First things first, I needed to escape this shitty rental room.
Humming a tune, I got dressed. I made sure to look as neat as possible.
To show the dignity of a professional male escort... no, a professional sex hunter. Alright, let's do this.
In front of the Gangnam Hunters Hotel. Even though it had only been a month or two since I was last here, it felt strangely foreign.
Normally at this hour, the lobby would be buzzing with high-ranking hunters chatting noisily.
It was a place where party members shared stories of their dungeon raids, and male and female hunters who caught each other's eyes would be clinging to one another.
But now, only a heavy silence lingered.
There wasn't a single man to be seen in the lobby. They had all gone to work, literally sticking their dicks into the gates.
The few female hunters I spotted had vacant, unfocused eyes, or were crossing and uncrossing their legs in clear anxiety.
Shrugging off the awkward atmosphere, I stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 15th floor.
I guess the bitch has some pride left. Too embarrassed to be seen buying sex?
Ara usually stayed on the 17th floor. Yet, she had directed me to the 15th.
She probably didn't want to get caught by her other party members, like Elara or Na Yuna, who stayed in the adjacent rooms.
If word got out that she was paying for male escorts, it would ruin her reputation as an A-class ranker.
Ding. The elevator doors slid open.
I walked down the hallway and stopped in front of Room 1504, just as Ara had instructed.
Taking a deep breath, I knocked lightly on the door.
Knock, knock.
"Who is it?"
"Cock delivery."
"..."
A brief silence followed from inside. But soon, the electronic lock beeped open.
Beep-beep-beep.
Well, Park Ara. What kind of face are you going to make when you see me?
Creak. Ara poked her head through the gap in the door. She was barely wearing anything, just a loosely draped bathrobe.
Her pink hair was still damp, suggesting she had just showered. Her cheeks were flushed red from the mana side effects, and her deep cleavage peeked out from the gap in her robe.
"Come in..." Ara started to say as she opened the door, but froze. Her gaze locked onto my face.
In an instant, her pupils began to shake violently.
"Huh...?"
"Hey there, Pink-Pussy."
"Y-Yoo Doobong?!"
Ara recoiled in horror, taking a step back. She was so startled that her robe fluttered open, exposing her thick thighs.
"W-Why are you here?! Don't tell me..."
"Yep. The hyper-potent hunter you paid ten million won for. The Pussy Destroyer is me."
"Y-You crazy bastard! Get the fuck out!" Ara shrieked, her face turning beet red.
"Why? Disappointed? Didn't you just say, 'A C-class hunter I know used to do just fine'?"
"How dare you crawl back here...!"
"Crazy bitch. You're the one who paid to call me here, and now you're throwing a fit? Still got that nasty attitude, I see."
"I said get out!!" Ara screamed, pointing a finger at the door.
Her face was a mix of intense humiliation and rage.
She had kicked this man out, calling him a useless burden. And now, she had paid him to sell his body to her. Her fragile pride simply couldn't take it.
"Get out? You sure?"
"Yes! Fuck! Do you think I'm crazy enough to do it with you?!"
"You know the refund policy, right? The two-million-won deposit for the house call is non-refundable."
"Take it! I don't care about that pocket change! Just get the fuck out!" Ara pointed down the hallway.
"Well, if you say so."
I turned around without any lingering attachment. After all, she was the one losing out. I slowly walked back toward the door.
...Though it was a bit of a shame. I thought I'd finally get a taste of that pink pussy again after all this time.
Then again, making two million won just for showing up and breathing was a pretty sweet deal.
Just as I was about to step out the door.
"W-Wait!" Ara's urgent voice called out from behind me.
"What?"
"...You're really going to keep this a secret, right?"
"Of course. Confidentiality is a must in this line of work. The professional world is strict."
"...Let's do it."
"Huh?"
"I said let's do it! Fuck! Let's have sex!"
Crazy bitch. The door was still slightly ajar. She was screaming about having sex loud enough for the entire hallway to hear.
It was as if she wanted to advertise to the whole neighborhood that we were about to get down and dirty.
"Really? You're going to do it with me? Didn't you just ask if you were crazy?"
"...We're strangers now anyway. You're not in the party anymore. And you said you'd keep it a secret."
"True. But you must have been really starving for it, huh? I can see your juices dripping already."
My gaze drifted down to Ara's crotch. Between her bare legs exposed beneath the robe, a clear liquid was trickling down her thighs.
"T-This is just water! I just showered...! I didn't dry off properly...!"
"Where in the world does water only drip from between your legs?"
Smirking, I stepped closer to her.
As I took a step forward, Ara took a step back. But my stride was much larger.
In an instant, I closed the distance and pushed her back by the shoulders.
...Up close, her flushed face was actually quite cute. If she just kept her mouth shut, she would radiate innocence. Too bad her tongue was so vulgar.
"B-But, are you going to do that too?"
"Huh? What?"
"You know... you said you'd accommodate my awakened fetish..."
"Wait, you have an awakened fetish? I thought you didn't have one."
Back when I was in the party, Ara didn't really have any weird preferences. She just liked getting pounded hard.
"Who the fuck doesn't have a fetish these days..."
True enough. The rate of awakening a fetish due to mana side effects was practically a hundred percent.
Of course, the same went for male hunters. I was just a special case.
If I had to define mine, wouldn't it be sex itself? Or maybe creampies.
"So, what's your fetish?"
"..." Ara shut her mouth tight and averted her eyes.
"Fuck, you asked for it. You have to tell me so I can accommodate you."
"...Lie down."
"Huh?"
"I said lie down, fuck!"
Thud! "Ugh!"
Ara shoved my chest with all her might. My body was momentarily lifted off the ground before I crashed onto the bed behind me. I was forced flat on my back.
Fuck. She was incredibly strong, probably because she was a tank.
Even if I ground my stats like crazy and became an A-class hunter later, I was confident she would beat the shit out of me in three seconds in a raw one-on-one fight.
After all, the physical capabilities of a tank who poured everything into defense and strength were on a completely different level compared to a backline support buffer.
Ara climbed onto the bed and positioned herself over me.
Ah. Her fetish must be the 69 position. Getting her pussy licked while sucking my cock. A very common, mainstream fetish.
"Haa... haa..."
"Wow, your pussy is still incredibly pink."
"Fuck... I put a lot of work into maintaining it..."
"You have to maintain a pink pussy? I thought it was genetic."
"Of course, fuck! Do you think keeping it pink at my age is easy?"
"How old are you anyway?"
"Fuck, you don't even know your own party member's age?!"
"Fuck! You don't know my age either!"
"..." Fuck, she really didn't know.
"T-Twenty-five..."
"Huh?"
"I'm twenty-five!"
"Oh, shit. You're older than me. Should I call you Noonim?"
"Fuck off!"
I quickly pulled down my pants and whipped out my cock. "It's out."
"You are an absolute psycho!!" Ara shrieked.
Her reaction was hilarious. Teasing this girl was always a blast.
"So, do I just lick you like this?" I flicked my tongue out, looking up at her pink pussy.
"You just stay still."
"Huh? Stay still in this position?"
"I can smell it best like this."
"...?" What the fuck was she smelling? Just what kind of fetish did she have?
And in the next moment, I felt something plump and moist press against my balls. It was Ara's lips.
Oh, was she starting with my balls?
"*Sniiiiiff... Haaaah...* F-Fuck... it smells so bad..."
"...?" Ara suddenly buried her face in my balls and took a deep breath.
Utterly bewildered, I lifted my head to look down.
"Fuck, is your fetish burying your nose in my balls and taking deep breaths?"
"Watch your mouth, fuck! It's just a normal scent fetish!"
"Oh, sure. A 'normal' person buries their nose in another guy's balls without a second thought?"
"...Just shut up. *Sniiiiiff...!*" Ara buried her nose in my balls again and inhaled deeply.
"Ahhn...!" A strange sound escaped my mouth before I could stop it.
"Your voice sounds disgusting, so shut the fuck up!"
"Hey, it feels weird, what do you expect me to do..."
Did she think I wanted to make those sounds?
It's only natural for a guy to make weird noises when something foreign touches such a sensitive spot. You can't just stop a physiological reflex.
"*Sniff... haaa...* it's rank... *sniff... ahh...* s-so rank...!"
No, seriously, fuck. It felt pretty shitty to hear her keep saying it smelled bad.
I showered this morning! Sure, it was midsummer, so I sweated a bit on the way here, but still!
Besides, my balls were holy balls awakened by an S-class skill. They were sacred testicles capable of deflecting dark-attribute magic!
Ara continued to take deep breaths of my balls, letting out lewd groans.
But... I was bored out of my mind.
How long was she planning to do this?
A gorgeous pink pussy was dangling right in front of my eyes, yet I had to lie here doing nothing but providing ball odor.
Honestly, it was borderline torture.
If I weren't a man of immense patience, I would have buried my face in her pussy by now.
Hmm. Should I try something?
I slowly reached out and stroked the pink pussy hovering above my face.
"I told you to stay still! Fuck!"
"Ah, sorry..."
I accidentally slipped into formal speech. That was how intimidating she was.
*Sigh.* Right, I was here to sell my body. The one paying the money was the boss.
As the subordinate, I had to endure.
A ten-million-won ball air freshener. That was my job right now.
And just like that, I lay on the bed for nearly an hour, dedicating my balls to Park Ara.
