Legendary Feathers and Master's Caress
Her breasts... so soft. So incredibly warm. Master said she'd been really worried about me.
She'd even planned to take up arms herself and hunt down the Babel constellations responsible for leaving me in this state.
Fortunately, nothing like that happened. All because I came back.
"I'm so glad. If you'd died..."
The reason for her intense reaction seemed to be my body.
...What the hell about me has her acting like this? I have no clue how to deal with Master's sex drive.
"By the way, Hyunwoo. Do you realize you've been in that maze for four whole weeks?"
"F-four weeks...?"
"Of course. Time flows differently in Babel compared to the outside world. The higher you go, the more pronounced it gets."
No way! I thought I'd been trapped for three or four days, but weeks had actually passed? I need to calculate time properly before heading in next time to avoid this.
"So, that means our cute little disciple missed another deadline... Hmm, what a shame. If you'd snagged something pricey in that maze, I might've let you pay off the interest with it."
Pay off the interest with an item? Then it hit me—I'd acquired an item of tremendous grade right before being sent here.
"You mean you'll take it in trade? Got it. How much credit will you give me for a Legendary-grade item?"
"...Legendary? What are you talking about?"
It seemed even a Sword Saint like Master couldn't easily obtain a Legendary-grade item.
"Exactly what I said—a Legendary-grade! Take a look."
I proudly pulled out the rarest treasure I'd gotten from the maze.
"It's an item called Hugin and Munin's Feathers. Legendary grade."
"No way..."
"I don't know its exact value, but... hmm. Easily over 50 million won, right?"
Master's face twisted beyond mere shock.
"I've been a player for over ten years, and I've only seen Legendary items twice. One of them is right now."
"So it's that rare, huh."
"Yeah... Sell this, and you could probably buy an aircraft carrier."
Hearing that sent a massive rush of euphoria through me.
No, this wasn't just euphoria—it was the mental high of snorting pure dopamine.
I'd just scored a national treasure-level item.
Put it on the market, and billionaires from around the world would come crawling with bags of cash.
This is insane... One stroke of luck pulling in billions. No wonder players' brains slowly rot. Constant dopamine hits like this have to mess with your head.
"And it's a growth-type item... Not soulbound, so you could sell it."
"Ahem!"
"But it's kinda useless to me."
"...What?"
I was utterly dumbfounded. Anyone could see it was an incredible item.
"Sure, it's Legendary-grade, but no extra options attached? Epic items come loaded with stuff like disease immunity, strength boosts... you know, all that."
True, Hugin and Munin's Feathers didn't offer any special bonuses just by holding it... Not even Rare items sometimes boosted strength.
"Of course, the extra skills it enables are tempting. Being feathers, you can just stuff 'em in a pocket for more options on hand."
"But."
"I don't need more skills, though? At my level, sticking to familiar techniques is stronger. So when I level up, I pick trait enhancements over new ones."
In the end, even a Legendary item was useless to Master.
"F-fine... I'll sell it to someone else!"
"A Legendary item should sell fast, skipping most red tape... But will it really?"
"Y-yes?"
"Some famous basketball player put his house up for sale and it didn't move. Too expensive. Same deal here? No one's dropping trillions lightly."
No matter how rich, nobody buys aircraft carrier-priced stuff on a whim.
Not even Middle Eastern oil tycoons—they splurge on yachts for fun, not warships.
"If I price it at 5 billion, plenty of buyers would snap it up!"
I declared I'd slash the price, but Master turned serious.
"No way. Most players are fucked-up assholes with zero humanity. Show weakness once, and they'll hound you forever. Don't look like a sucker who dumped a Legendary for 5 billion."
The players I'd met seemed decent enough.
Well, except Master trying to fuck her disciple with that shady contract... But let's set that aside.
"Even with murder banned in the Tower, some still do it. Think players are normal, and you'll get hurt bad someday. Anyway... what're you picking this time?"
I was in debt again...
60,637,500 won.
This was the debt I'd racked up starting this month.
My share came to about 3,031,875 won—way more than the average Korean office worker's monthly salary.
And that didn't even factor in training fees...
My head spun.
"Hah, finally get to lay hands on you."
Master wiggled her fingers teasingly before starting to stroke my body.
She began with my face.
"Always wanted to squeeze those squishy cheeks every time I saw 'em. Heh heh heh."
"Ughhh..."
"Look your big sis in the eye. Keep dodging like that, and I'll fuck you senseless. Bend you over the bed and pound you."
She toyed with my face, then caressed my shoulders.
Chilling touch. After a few strokes, she moved to my arms and grabbed my hand.
Her hands are so long...
My hand was trapped in hers—the size difference was huge.
Yet they were beautifully model-like...
Did she do special care? Hands worthy of a cosmetics ad.
She was a veteran swordswoman of over ten years; you'd expect scars galore, but they were soft and pale.
Was that even possible? My jaw dropped as her other hand wrapped around my waist.
"Such a slim waist."
Master pressed in close, rubbing her chest—those two fatty mounds with their attachments—against me.
Something hard and round poked at the end.
That fruit was probably what I thought it was...
"Ah, ooh. Nipples are hard. Wanna take a peek?"
"N-no thanks."
"Hey! Planning to break the contract?"
"We agreed no touching genitals! And you're touching me—you said nothing about me touching you!"
I protested, and Master smirked slyly before continuing.
Party A (Master) may freely touch any part of Party B's (Disciple's) body, including genitals. However, Party A may not induce ejaculation.
That's what the contract says! Master couldn't possibly touch my body now.
Or so I believed, staring defiantly—until she suddenly started stripping.
"Uh..."
"Why the face? It's my body I'm undressing."
"True, but..."
For the first time, I saw Master's bare breasts.
Of course, I'd glimpsed them a few times, and there were photos, but...
Thinking about it, Master was seriously glamorous. Insanely huge for a swordswoman—did they even allow that?
"Expand the definition of sexual harassment, and interpretations change by perspective, you know?"
Spouting sophistry, Master smirked.
"If a woman gropes a guy's ass on the subway, it's harassment. Everyone agrees. No doubt. But hilariously, if a guy's hand touches a woman's ass, it's harassment too."
I'd seen that scene a few times in my old world—nothing to say.
"So, my body touching your hand? From another angle, that's sexual harassment too. You think so, right?"
"I-I..."
"Hmm~ Voice too soft, can't hear. Let's have our Hyunwoo's hand 'sexually harass' these tits first."
Before I could speak, Master lifted my captured hand to her bare breast.
Not the time for words, but...
It was really soft.
