Baek Jaesung 2: Punches, Pussy, and Party Intrigue
I'm a healer, but I never slack on my combat training. That's because I double as a dealer and tanker too—though honestly, ever since Jisu joined us, I've never had to take the front lines. Strategically speaking, it's never a good idea for a healer to lead the charge anyway. Still, to prepare for any emergencies, I train as a tank under Yeonji. We help each other out during sessions.
"Hit me with everything you've got! Like how you fucked my pussy earlier!"
Naked Yeonji stood there with her hands clasped behind her head, grinning at me. I clenched my fist. Feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent. The motion of thrusting my loaded fist forward while pivoting on my foot had become second nature by now.
"Here goes."
"Okay! If you half-ass it, big sis is gonna beat your ass black and blue!"
Yeonji exposed her belly to me, completely defenseless—or so it seemed. In reality, she was perfectly guarded. I let out a sharp yell and slammed a gut punch right into her abs. My fist sank into her belly, making it ripple. It was a criminally erotic sight. But this wasn't for satisfying my sadistic urges at all. As proof, I was the one who got shoved backward after hitting her.
Thwack!
Yeonji's stomach felt like insanely thick rubber. The powerful impact from my punch didn't just disperse—it bounced back at me. Recalling Newton's third law (or whatever), I toppled over backward. This was already my hundredth punch, but I couldn't stay on my feet even once. This wasn't me punching her gut; it was her punching my fist.
"Good work!"
"Ugh... my hand."
Training over, Yeonji flashed me a playful smile, her body drenched in sweat. This was definitely payback for fucking her mid-spar. I shook out my throbbing hand and barely managed to stand. Thanks to her naked body, my dick had been raging for a while now. I lunged at her and kissed her. Yeonji parted her lips, rubbing my angry cock as she kissed me back. Her sweat smelled amazing. She loved mine too.
"My turn now. Spread that pussy."
"Kuhuhut! It's burning hot, huh? Jaesung, you beast."
"Beast my ass! You were giggling the whole time I was hitting you. You're the hopeless masochist here."
Yeonji especially loves it when I rough her up physically. Of course, to her, my "violence" is just intense foreplay. I came twice in her pussy and ass. Maybe because I trained so hard, I didn't shoot as much today. After showering, we headed to the living room. Sujin, who'd already finished her training, had whipped up some simple snacks for us.
"Good work, Jaesung. Something came from the Hunter Association."
"Huh? What is it?"
I crunched on syrup-coated almonds as I took the registered envelope from Sujin. My name was on the recipient line.
"Did anyone else get one?"
"Nope, just for you."
If the Hunter Association sent mail just to me, it was probably aimed at party leaders. I opened it right there in front of everyone. Inside was a fancy invitation.
"It's an invite to the Hunter Association's first-half workshop. For Dungeon Hunters... Oh yeah, I remember hearing about this back at the academy."
"Whoa, is this it? The two-week thing at a hotel-like training center with advanced sessions and networking!?"
Jisu clapped her hands, eyes sparkling. I checked the details on the invite. It listed an elaborate schedule.
"'Regular workshop to nurture future talents'... Just for party leaders?"
"From what I heard, they send it to promising Dungeon Hunters, party leaders, rookies from famous clans, that sort of thing," Sujin replied. I nodded.
"Says one party member can join besides the leader."
The moment I said it, laser-like glares shot out from the girls. The living room atmosphere turned into a cutthroat battle royale in seconds. A whole two weeks to monopolize me? Yeonji, eyes goblin-like, spoke up.
"Rock-paper-scissors. Fair and square."
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The girls did rock-paper-scissors fair and square. Sujin won. She raised her winning fist with a beaming smile.
"Jaesung, I won~!"
The others eyed her enviously. But since it was fair, no complaints—well, none they could voice, anyway. I emailed the Hunter Association confirming I'd attend with Sujin.
The next day, a new guest arrived at our party house: Jueun, who'd awakened her ability after fucking me. She'd taken the Hunter Association test and registered as a regular Hunter—not a Dungeon Hunter. Dungeon Hunters specialize in raids; regular Hunters are just anyone who's awakened an ability and registered. Jueun's ability is Multitasking, perfect for office work. From now on, she'd handle our party's admin duties. Her official title: party analyst.
Up till now, I'd been splitting the load with the others, which was inefficient as hell. We were just thinking of hiring a secretary anyway, so perfect timing. Party analyst is one of the highest-paid jobs out there. It's not some half-assed number-crunching—it's for PhD-level data experts. Obviously, Jueun doesn't have that, so she'll start with basic admin. The title demands big bucks, but she'll work for basically free. Her skills aren't analyst-level yet. I'll buy her whatever she needs, and it's not poverty wages—just less than elsewhere. Anyway, as my cock slave, she has no choice but to work here.
Good thing we built the party house big from the start. I showed her to her room, fully stocked with everything she'd need—no shopping required. She was thrilled it was bigger than her old one-room. Yeonji and Rina would teach her the admin ropes. I'd normally do it, but with the workshop...
No special prep needed for the workshop. The invite said just bring clothes and underwear. So Sujin and I headed to the Hunter Association's first-half workshop. The meetup was at their Seoul HQ in Gangnam. It'd been a while, but the building still filled me with awe—no other structure nearby could touch its aura.
The other invitees were waiting in the lobby. We arrived ten minutes early, but most were already there. About a hundred attendees total.
"Wonder if that guy's coming?"
"That guy?"
I tilted my head at Sujin's words. She gave me a cute smile.
"You might get jealous if you see him, Jaesung. That famous Dungeon Hunter. Han Seungjin."
"Han Seungjin? Sounds like a guy's name."
Hearing another man's name from Sujin's lips soured my mood. She read my face and discreetly tapped my crotch where no one else could see.
"Don't be jealous. This is yours~♥"
"Ahem! Not jealous."
That's what I said, anyway. But who the hell was Han Seungjin?
"Oh? Jaesung! Sujin! Long time no see."
A familiar yet fuzzy voice called out cheerfully. I turned toward it. A sleazy-looking guy approached with a grin. It tickled my memory, but...
I don't waste brainpower on guys. Sujin spoke up instead.
"Cheolmin. First time since the academy? It's been forever."
"Yeah. We met in spring, and now summer's creeping in. Wait, not that long, huh."
Oh, right. This asshole was my academy classmate. Hwang Cheolmin. Hadn't seen him since, so I'd forgotten. But he remembered me? Gay much? Fucker looks the part.
"Jaesung, listen to this—I got a girlfriend! Dungeon Hunters really are on another level. Haha!"
He shoved his girlfriend's photo in my face, bragging. Objectively, she didn't reach Sujin's toes—plain as dirt. Even this blind fucker gushed, "Her face is just okay, but her aegyo is insane!"
Hwang Cheolmin doesn't have high standards for women. Lucky me—fewer rivals the better.
"Figures you two formed a party. Felt that vibe back at the academy."
"Jaesung's the leader."
"No way? Already starting a party? Ambitious as hell. I'm not cut out for it, just hopping between groups. Hit 9 Rank recently—gonna grind to 7 Rank and start my own then."
7 Rank, huh. A 9 Rank scrub like him needs 5-6 years of effort. Then another 4-5 for 6 Rank. That's the typical endgame for Dungeon Hunters—takes a decade-plus on average. Could a loser like Hwang Cheolmin even make it?
"Jaesung, heard the rumor? That guy's coming to this quarter's workshop. Han Seungjin. You know him?"
The dude Sujin mentioned. But seriously, who?
"Who?"
"You don't know Han Seungjin? The famous one who became a Dungeon Hunter half a year ago. Think he's 8 Rank. Famous for his looks."
"A Dungeon Hunter famous for looks over skill?"
"Not your average handsome. Thought he was an actor at first. Nah, even actors don't look that good. He'd have blown up in entertainment if not a hunter."
I didn't wanna hear about some dude—especially a hotter one. He kept yapping boring shit. Sweet Sujin humored him, but I was annoyed and bailed. I scanned the crowd for decent girls. All pretty women in the world are mine. Gotta snag 'em before assholes like Han Seungjin do.
Unfortunately, not even half-Sujin level. Most looked like some third gender—hard to tell man from woman. Hell, one had a guy's face but a girl's voice. All that testosterone from hunting turning them masc? What bullshit. Internet's full of hot female Dungeon Hunters.
"Oho. Here come the foreign students."
Hwang Cheolmin pointed at the entrance.