Sealing the Deal
“So, what exactly do you want from me?”
I already get the situation.
There’s a group of hunters at risk of mana overload.
I’m the only guy left in this country who can fuck women.
But why’d they call me in?
No way they want me banging other female hunters, right?
Fuck no. What, is the Hunter Association running a goddamn brothel referral service now?
The president himself playing pimp?
That’s some next-level bullshit.
No national organization’s gonna stoop to pimping.
It didn’t make a lick of sense to my common-sense brain.
“... Yu Dubong Hunter.”
“Yeah.”
“... Sigh.”
The association president had been sighing nonstop since I got here.
He kept trailing off at the important parts, and it was starting to piss me off.
I was this close to losing my shit like usual.
Then the secretary lady next to him jumped in.
“I’ll explain the rest.”
Tap. Tap.
She picked up the tablet in front of her and fiddled with it a few times.
Hmm.
Being this close, she smelled nice.
Some fancy perfume.
And those smooth legs stretching out from under her tight H-line skirt.
My eyes drifted down without thinking.
Ah, fuck.
My dick was stirring again.
I quickly crossed my legs to hide my crotch.
“The association has three requests for you, Yu Dubong Hunter.”
“That many?”
“... You’ve been yapping nonstop...”
“Huh?”
“Nothing. First one.”
Wait, that didn’t sound like nothing.
I swear I heard something.
Did that secretary sis notice my stare and just curse me out?
“Stop the prostitution you’re doing right now.”
“Is this mandatory?”
“Yes, mandatory. It violates hunter conduct codes from the start. It’s illegal.”
“... Got it.”
I’d half-expected that on the way in.
Honestly, I figured I’d get busted eventually.
Long tail gets stepped on, y’know?
Still, I’d made a killing so far—no regrets.
...
Okay, maybe a little regret.
Fuck, my cash cow...
“Second, raise your hunter rank. At least B-class or higher.”
“I’m... working on it.”
“What kind of work?”
“... Exercise?”
Not a lie.
I was sweating buckets every day with cardio.
High-intensity interval training on the bed.
That’s the secret to my stat gains.
“... I see. But exercise alone isn’t enough. The association will help you clear dungeons from now on. B-class gates and up.”
“How about just giving me a rank-up item...?”
“... We’ll consider it.”
Tch, so stingy.
Aren’t associations swimming in cash?
They rake in fees providing services to money-making hunters.
Plus government funding.
A few billion’s pocket change.
Okay, billions are big money.
But compared to top A-class or S-class hunters? Peanuts.
S-class hunters rake in hundreds of billions just existing.
Not that I’m there yet.
But I’ve got potential, right?
Owner of an S-class buff.
They don’t even know the value of Holy Fuck yet.
“Last one.”
“......”
“......”
“Uh, go ahead.”
The secretary suddenly scowled, lips twitching like she hated saying it.
Then the president, who’d been groaning beside her, took over.
“Last one. Yu Dubong Hunter. Mate with the hunters on the list we provide.”
“...?”
“We agonized over this. Can’t import foreign hunters, and the country won’t allow immigration or poaching for this. You’re our last hope.”
“W-Wait... so, mating means... you’re gonna refer clients to me now?”
“It’s not prostitution. Just removing the mana overload threat.”
The president’s face was dead serious.
No joking around.
A grim look, like handing the nation’s fate to an outsider.
And that fate was...
The government...! The association...! Recommending customers...!!
Fuck.
Even if the world’s gone mad!
State-certified pimp!
...
Honestly, these offers were too good for me.
I’d be begging on my knees for this.
Legally banging high-rank hunters under national protection?
This goes beyond creative economy— it’s a national project.
I’m basically a national hero now.
“Here’s the list.”
Slide—.
The president handed over a binder.
Full of A-class and B-class hunter profiles.
Plenty I know.
Not just ones I’d met on hunts.
Even big names from the news.
I scanned down the pages.
And spotted a familiar name.
“Na Yuna?”
“A-class hunter. Heavenly Thunder Na Yuna, I assume.”
“Yeah... and my ex-party member.”
Mage.
Heavenly Thunder Na Yuna.
A-class mage specializing in lightning magic.
Still remember it.
Na Yuna’s zappy electronic pussy.
Her tight slit clamping down.
Plus, she had a bald pussy.
Rare natural one too.
Not a hair below her face.
Felt like an electric massage when I thrust in.
Her mana’s lightning-attuned, she said.
Anyway, fucking amazing pussy.
Like sex with a TENS unit on my dick.
No need for physical therapy after.
I banged her the most in the party.
Partly for her Neural Link skill.
But mostly ’cause it felt good.
Na Yuna had insane libido too.
Acts all snooty normally, but on the bed? Total bitch in heat.
‘Ahhhn! Oppa...! Fuck me harder!’
She’d bitch nonstop off the sheets.
But on them? Calling me oppa, acting cute every time.
“Is she in bad shape too?”
“High-risk group, technically.”
“Then I’ll take her. Can’t ignore an ex-party member in danger.”
“... Understood. We’ll contact Na Yuna Hunter separately.”
“But what if she says no?”
“Everyone on this list consented.”
“Oh ho...”
Guess she won’t bail then.
Honestly, no big feelings for my ex-party members.
Just, if I see ’em, I’ll fuck the shit outta them.
Park Ara, Na Yuna, Im Soyun.
That’s all they are.
But Elara’s different.
If I ever run into that bitch.
Even on the brink of mana overload, I wouldn’t stick the tip in.
Well, unless she begs like a dog, spreading her pussy.
Nah, still wouldn’t.
My pride won’t allow it.
“... Then we look forward to working with you, Yu Dubong Hunter. Or should I call you Pussy Destroyer?”
“Fuc— ahem. I prefer my real name over nicknames.”
“Unique. Most hunters love their epithets.”
“... Still, name’s fine.”
“Got it, Yu Dubong Hunter. We’ll be in touch soon.”
Bow—.
The president bowed 90 degrees again.
Dazed when dragged in, partners leaving.
I bowed back and left the office.
The black-suited hunter goons who brought me were still waiting outside.
“Sorry for earlier, Yu Dubong Hunter. Classified matter, so forceful escort— our apologies.”
“Nah, no biggie. Made sense after hearing it out. No need to apologize...”
“Insufficient atonement, but we’ll escort you home comfortably.”
...
Hey, uncles.
Dressed like that, saying ‘escort you comfortably’...
Sounds like you’re shipping me off somewhere shady.
“Uh, really heading home, right?”
“Of course.”
“Then smile.”
“......”
Fuck, no smile.
Why so scary?
I left the association with the suited hunters.
No issues— got home comfy as promised.
“President.”
“... Speak.”
“Any reason you excluded Wolshik from the list?”
Slide—.
The secretary examined the list he’d handed over.
A-class and B-class hunters.
High-rank, sure, but lacking compared to S-class Wolshik.
“Not just Wolshik— other S-class too. And top A-class...”
“Secretary Lim.”
“... Yes?”
“How much do you trust Yu Dubong Hunter?”
“... A disreputable hunter violating conduct codes, but those reviews...”
“No, not that. How much do you think he can handle?”
“... Ah.”
True.
Hunters at overload risk are mostly high-rank.
Yu Dubong’s C-class.
Physicals barely above average— half-baked hunter.
Working on stats lately, but still pathetic next to elites.
“Worried for him, huh.”
“Yeah. Honestly... sigh. Bluntly, I don’t like the guy. Desperate times or not, how could I? I’m the president.”
“Frankly, me neither... He’s so flighty. Like he’d float away in the wind...”
“Hunter’s a hunter. As president, I must ensure their safety.”
Park Chuno downed his coffee.
Bitter black, another sigh.
“Sigh... Still uneasy. Can he handle those monster A-class hunters...?”
“... May I be frank?”
“Of course. I’m not that rigid.”
“Know what Yu Dubong did when he first saw me?”
Yu Dubong?
Sat quiet, far as I recall.
What’d he do?
“What?”
“Hid his crotch.”
“...?”
“Later, hand off— still bulging. Full erection.”
...
How to put it.
Disgusting? No.
Arrogant? Nah.
......
Ah, yes.
“... A man, huh.”
“Yes. A man.”
“A healthy one.”
Sigh.
Park Chuno drained the rest.
Hmm.
Grabbing his pants at the sight of a woman...
Well.
Thought those ‘super stud hunter’ promo vids made him a lunatic.
Didn’t expect a real pussy-crazed maniac.
...
But.
He’s well-cast for the role.