Nobody Touches What's Mine
Ryu Ga-eul knew better than anyone that she had it all.
I'm basically the alpha female.
Wealth in the billions, a sleek body, stunning looks. An overwhelming social status to boot.
Even in high-society gatherings, there weren't many women who could match her. Ryu Ga-eul loved herself more than anything.
I'm nothing like those otaku bitches out there.
Gazing down at Hyunwoo, drained of strength after she'd finished with him, Ryu Ga-eul let out a hot breath.
"You know the break's already been ten minutes, right? Get up and do some fan service already."
"...Ugh."
"The cash cows are waiting. Hyunwoo?"
At her words, Hyunwoo dragged himself up from his slumped position. Kiss marks marred his neck, stark and obscene.
"Master! You know it's a problem if you treat me like this! Why do you keep...!"
"How should I treat you, then?"
"Ugh! In a socially acceptable way!"
For some reason, he always got chatty at times like this. Ryu Ga-eul thought idly.
"I'm in a position high enough that even socially unacceptable words from me don't matter. What's the issue?"
"Master..."
"Those loser bitches couldn't earn half of half my wealth in a thousand years of slaving away."
Hyunwoo, with his morally upright personality, felt a twinge of disgust at his master's words.
But it was fleeting. He soon melted into a puddle under the pleasure she inflicted.
"You think those losers came here because they actually like you? No fucking way."
"Y-You're saying that while—coward!"
"Honestly, those bitches just want to fuck you."
Squelch, squelch...
Ryu Ga-eul mercilessly devoured his cock, rocking her hips up and down.
"Hngh, hngh...!"
"Our Hyunwoo's short, cute, innocent-looking... They figure they can sweet-talk you into spreading those legs."
"I-I'm a player too...!"
"Obviously."
Her face flushed deep red, but Ryu Ga-eul didn't stop her hips. She was in an especially good mood today...
"Those bitches like you because they want to corrupt a pure canvas. Not because you're all that. Got it, Hyunwoo?"
"Heek, heek...!"
"Of course, they know it's impossible, so they won't even try."
"Ughhh...!"
"But watch. Sooner or later, some crazy bitch will give it a shot."
Just imagining it sent thrills down her spine.
Ignorant fools eyeing her possession and failing miserably.
It was the perfect setup for Ryu Ga-eul, incarnation of ostentatious pride...
"Heh heh."
Squelch! Squelch! The delightful sounds echoed in her ears.
Just from the noise, Ryu Ga-eul could feel the man pinned beneath her completely under her control.
"But you're mine. Forever, forever! I won't give you to anyone."
"Ah...!"
"I'll make your body and heart all mine, so you can never leave me. Got it?"
Ryu Ga-eul's twisted nature grew darker with each passing day. Splurt...
The event had wrapped up, and evening had fallen before they knew it.
Hyunwoo leaned back in the car seat, mentally exhausted as he replayed the day's events...
"Excuse me, you're Park Hyunwoo, right?"
He'd just been about to catch his breath. But he couldn't show his irritation, so Hyunwoo turned with the biggest smile he could muster.
"Yes, that's me."
"Ah! Thank goodness. I thought you'd left right after the event... Here's my card."
The business card handed to Hyunwoo screamed high-end design. It reeked of big corporate vibes at first glance.
[Acacia Guild Strategic PR Team
Assistant Manager Park So-young]
He'd heard of the guild. Despite being newly formed, they were infamous for aggressively recruiting rookies to bulk up their numbers.
Guilds like that are shit in quality.
Hyunwoo knew guilds like Acacia, hungry for influence, usually crashed and burned soon enough.
And the one who'd advised him on that appeared right beside him.
"Who the hell are you?"
No player didn't know the Sword Saint's face. At the celebrity's appearance, Assistant Manager Park So-young flinched.
But she was a seasoned corporate warrior. She quickly composed herself and replied.
"Hello, Senior! I'm Park So-young, Level 58! I work in the Strategic PR Team at Acacia Guild!"
"Oh, I like your attitude toward a senior."
"Thank you!"
What the hell was this? It wasn't like samurais dueling or anything. Why was she spilling her entire resume?
It was a culture Hyunwoo couldn't comprehend, but the two carried on their serious conversation.
"So, what's your business?"
"Our guild master wants to invite your disciple here to an event!"
"Event? Oh, you mean using him as errand boy at some bar."
"Nothing like that!"
Ryu Ga-eul unclasped the watch from her wrist. Everyone present knew exactly what that gesture meant.
"Like hell it's nothing. How many punks like you have I seen? Bite down hard. I'm about to break it for you."
"It's really not!!"
Daring to salivate over her possession. Ryu Ga-eul unleashed a fierce counterattack on the insolent intruder.
"Calm down a bit, Master..."
If Hyunwoo hadn't intervened, she would've smashed the woman's face in. The slightly cooled Sword Saint asked again.
"What kind of work?"
"I heard the Sword Saint's disciple cleared the 35th floor... But clearing the 36th alone will be tough!"
The 36th floor: Goblin Legion.
Goblins from the 1st floor formed a full legion. Each one was weak individually, sure.
But their numbers? Twenty thousand. And it doubled with each floor. By the 40th, it was over two hundred thousand goblins.
"No way you can solo that. Two hundred is like a full army battalion. Twenty thousand? They'd suck the air right out of the room just breathing."
"True. I struggled there myself. Hard without mages. But not him."
As she'd said, Hyunwoo could always activate Huginn and Muninn's feathers to escape if needed.
"Still, to level up, you need to kill a ton of goblins... Right?"
"Hmm."
Hyunwoo's level was destructively high, but sustaining steady growth ahead seemed tricky.
Can't have that. Hyunwoo needs to hit Level 80 before I can fuck him in Babel too.
Level gaps over 10 prevented EXP or item gains, regardless of floors cleared.
So Hyunwoo needed at least Level 80 for Ryu Ga-eul's goals.
"Fine. But I'll come along. Who knows what your guild rats might do to my Hyunwoo?"
"No need to worry about that... Understood."
Hyunwoo was dumbfounded by his master's sudden attitude shift.
"Master, your tone changed from earlier."
"It happened before. Some guild got male players drunk and turned them into boy toys."
There were surprisingly many male players, but most weren't high-level.
Due to physiological differences between women and men. Women leveled smoothly with their strength.
Men? Not so much.
"But these bitches don't seem the type. Still, better safe. You might slip up."
"You're overestimating me big time."
"Mmm~ Honestly, your talent seems way higher than mine."
"Huh? No way."
It wasn't flattery. She genuinely judged Hyunwoo's talent superior to her own.
Heh heh heh...
The Sword Saint grinned slyly. Her disciple being a genius made this situation perfect.
Hyunwoo's value was starting to be recognized, worshipped even.
More would covet him soon.
But only one can have him.
Only one person could claim that genius.
Her. And that truth would never change.