Pussy Comparison
Hyunwoo was dripping with cold sweat.
The gambling that had started with a just pay it back later mindset was steadily marching toward ruin before he knew it.
"Hyunwoo. Hyunwoo... You've already blown it all?"
Current debt: 1.21 billion. An enormous pile of debt had stacked up.
"This is bad... so bad..."
"No kidding! Of course it's bad. If my cute Hyunwoo can't pay back that huge sum, your master here takes a massive loss."
Coming to his senses, he found himself saddled with over a billion in debt—his hands trembled uncontrollably.
"I have no idea how many billions I've lost because of you already."
"I've taken losses too..."
"Nah, you haven't lost anything. You've swallowed a bunch of stat-boosting scrolls."
Thanks to that, Hyunwoo's physical abilities alone rivaled a LV.40 player.
Not cost-effective at all. Spending tens of billions to turn a LV.29 into a LV.40.
With enough money, infinite growth was possible—but at astronomical costs.
Far more efficient to invest that time and cash into conquering Babel.
"No more gambling... Master? That's a Harpoon Sword unique item."
"Don't need it."
"Oh... right."
"Hyunwoo, it's a bad habit to trust your luck and dive into reckless shit. So from now on, think it through before you charge in."
This was sincere advice from his master. Having fulfilled her duties after so long, Ryu Ga-eul felt a swell of pride.
...Isn't Master the one who set this whole thing up? Why say that now?
Of course, to the listener, it was absurd advice—but by not showing his feelings, Hyunwoo let her bask in self-satisfaction.
"Enough wasting money. Time to pay off that debt, right? Hop up on the sofa."
"W-what are you gonna do?"
"What else? The usual."
Already feeling pathetic, Hyunwoo sank even lower...
"Hey, check this out. Your Instagram DMs are fucking blowing up—know that?"
Having handed all his personal SNS accounts to Ryu Ga-eul, Hyunwoo was oblivious.
"DMs are full of these 'fans' sending all kinds of creepy shit."
"Ugh..."
Male players drew far more attention than females. Hyunwoo, who'd earned Rookie of the Year buzz, was under massive scrutiny.
Bunch of weirdos...
The messages Ryu Ga-eul had kindly collected were mostly the kind that triggered sexual humiliation.
Stuff like I'll pay you, just one night or I'll fuck you senseless, meet up.
Some even sent dick pics.
Do celebrities deal with this? Exhausting.
Not being a native of this gender-reversed world, Hyunwoo felt no real sting from the sexual harassment.
Just pathetic. Past life or this one, why were there so many desperate to flash their junk for relief?
Master's kinda the same, honestly.
Judging by actions alone, Sword Saint Ryu Ga-eul was on their level...
"What? You horny for these bitches to fuck you? No way, no. You're mine. Not letting you go."
"My body's mine... I'd never fuck strangers whose faces I don't even know, Master."
Ryu Ga-eul loved her disciple's response. It meant he had rock-solid chastity ideals.
"Do the usual: face the camera, read the script."
"...Yes."
Having blown a billion on gambling, Hyunwoo's mood was sour—but as the camera rolled, it oddly lifted a bit.
"Welcome back to Q&A time...! Fans left all sorts of questions in the comments. First one up."
The first question threw Hyunwoo for a loop: basically, Seeing anyone? Sly pick—Ryu Ga-eul smirked in satisfaction at her disciple.
"Seeing anyone? No. Like I said before, I'm a lifelong singleton."
Hyunwoo never dreamed he'd end up with pussy in his mouth before ever dating a girl...
Follow-ups were tame: dermatologist? Shampoo brand?
"Good."
Public video done, now for the one only one person in the world would see.
Ryu Ga-eul stepped before the camera, clothes shed in a flash. She sat naturally beside her disciple and started stripping him.
"Ah..."
No resistance. No reason for it.
"Now, personal messages: read and answer. First: Ever had sex?"
"...No."
"More precisely, you're about to, right?"
"No plans even in the future—"
Ryu Ga-eul hooked an arm around his neck. Caught off-guard by the sudden choke, he was forced to keep reading.
"Second: Ever eaten pussy?"
"Y-yes."
"Whose pussy?"
"M-Master's."
"I see. Third: Dick length in centimeters?"
Why ask that?! Hyunwoo ballparked: reaches past his navel, so maybe...
"Around 20cm...?"
"Planning to offer this dick to your master?"
"No! Not in the future either!"
"You should. Fourth: Preferred position if you fuck?"
What kinda nonsense question! Hyunwoo naturally wanted to be on top.
"...Missionary."
"Missionary? Heh, total perv. Born to get fucked."
In this gender-reversed world, cowgirl—woman on top—was standard. Missionary meant man on top: him taking charge.
Unwittingly sex-appealing, Hyunwoo looked even tastier.
"Final question! Rate this pussy pic."
"...Meh. Hole's wide."
"And this one?"
Ryu Ga-eul shamelessly flashed her own pussy pic. Pure showing off.
Mine beats this sloppy thing—young, healthy... appealing to a prime stud. Flaunting superiority gave her mental pleasure.
"...Hole's way tighter, pretty color too."
"Heh."
Perfect answer. She released his neck, then smothered him with her heavy ass.
"Eat."
Realizing this life stretched endlessly ahead, Hyunwoo nodded and took her pussy in his mouth.
Having suffered massive financial hits from gambling, I threw myself into conquering Babel to make it up.
"Human! Crush skull!"
"Die, human!"
Floor 28 had orcs too. The hulking ones from 27 charged with elephant guns blazing like assault rifles.
Aim was insanely good—every shot nailed helmet or armor.
Doesn't hurt a bit.
Thanks to chugging stat boosters? Attacks that once staggered me felt like nothing.
Orcs seemed slow too. By the time they swung, I could stab their faces twice with the Harpoon Sword.
"You evil bastard! Die!"
"Anyone'd think I'm the bad guy."
Clearing 28 was easy. Just slash and repeat.
Floor 28 Cleared!
Entering Floor 29!
29 was different. Hordes of orcs—chilling numbers—and they sicced muscle-packed lions like fighting dogs.
"Go bite!"
Five lions that could devour elephants on the plains charged at once—two seconds later, all bisected and rolling on the ground.
"Impossible!"
29 was no match either. Easier, even. Swing the sword, they fell.
Ugh...
Picking up drops was a chore. Shoved 'em in the bag for later.
Named Orc Armored Vehicle
The named boss ruling 29 went down easy—but absurdly, it was a military vehicle like something the US Army'd use...
Its grotesquely huge mounted machine gun spat fire, but my boosted body dodged bullets effortlessly.
A few slashes at the armor plating, and it was done.
◈ Eye used by the incubus who impregnated the most women.
◈ All status effects doubled.
◈ Incubus Set 6/7
A...? Incubus set? Somehow it's filling up...
Probably nothing good. Already been through a ton of that shit. Can't get worse.
Probably...