Disciple: Baek Jaesung 23 - Murray Collapses
Murray had collapsed. Both physically and mentally, he was utterly broken. He couldn't tell if the scene before him was a nightmare or reality.
It had to be that way.
No! There's no way...! My Everett would never laugh like that, with such a slutty, lewd body!
He desperately denied the reality staring him in the face, but the world didn't change. If anything, the thick scent of Everett's pussy juices wafting from her grew even stronger. Murray's body couldn't deny that this was real.
Jaesung watched Murray and urged him on.
"You're the star of today's party, Murray. What're you waiting for? Hurry up and blow out the candle."
At Jaesung's words, Murray's eyes locked onto the massive candle jammed into Everett's asshole. If he left it like that, the wax would drip and hurt her. He rushed over in a panic and blew it out with his mouth, like he'd been possessed by a ghost.
Clap clap clap clap clap!
Jaesung and Everett clapped their hands. Jaesung grinned brightly and plopped a party hat on Murray's head. Murray couldn't get his bearings. Everything felt unreal.
"How's the cake? It took a while to prepare, so we missed the fireworks. Sorry about that."
Jaesung said it mockingly. It was mockery. But Murray didn't sense any anger in his words. No, something beyond anger writhed in his heart—a feeling he'd never experienced toward another human.
It was pure killing intent.
(Why.... Why...)
Like a broken radio, he repeated "why" over and over.
Jaesung sneered at him and approached Everett, his eyes still fixed on Murray. Everett wagged her ass like a puppy greeting its owner—a vulgar motion that would make even the top whore in a brothel weep.
Jaesung had trained her into this in just a few days.
"Used some good whipped cream. Wanna try some?"
Jaesung scooped up some of the decorative cream and fresh fruit adorning Everett's body with his finger and popped it in his mouth. Mixed with her body scent, it was delicious. The tangy fruit, her juices, and the sweet cream could pioneer a whole new genre of cuisine.
Jaesung ate the Everett cake with a blissful expression.
(Don't make that face, Murray.)
Everett said sweetly to the devastated Murray. Honey dripped from her voice.
(Everett.... Is this real?)
(Yeah. You know it is.)
Everett shattered Murray's heart one final time, all while beaming innocently. Murray suddenly understood the unease he'd felt around her lately. Everett had changed. The woman before him wasn't the Everett he knew.
And there was no doubt the man responsible for that change was Jaesung.
"What the hell did you do to Everett?"
Murray realized that when rage sublimates, even curses fail to come out. He stared at Jaesung and said it.
Right now, he felt like he could kill a man without blinking.
But seeing Murray's expression, Jaesung just chuckled for some reason, like he was watching a sitcom.
To Jaesung, this was a sitcom.
"Me? I just gave Everett a little push. People are like gravity, y'know."
Jaesung teased him with words fit for a murderous clown. The reason he'd NTR'd Everett was obviously because she was beautiful. If he had to add another, it was because Murray was a pain in the ass. If the guy had been even a bit nicer, this mess wouldn't have happened.
"Everett.... isn't a woman for a psychotic sex maniac like you...! You... you killed my Everett!"
In that instant, power exploded from Murray's body. He'd unconsciously activated his ability.
Murray's ability was Body Strength, a classic enhancement type. He boosted his muscle power to a level beyond anything before. The steel-like force in his fist could shatter any monster.
He'd unknowingly surpassed his limits.
"Die!!!!!"
"Stop!"
Everett blocked Murray's path. Seeing her like that made Murray's heart feel like it would burst. She wasn't the Everett he knew. The lewd tattoo on her crotch, the obscene piercing on her nipples, and her slightly bulging belly—something was off. Pregnant? No way. It didn't make physical sense.
Murray gritted his teeth and shook his head.
(Move, Everett! I'm gonna... I'm gonna kill that bastard! That son of a bitch!)
(The son of a bitch is you, Murray!)
Everett's shout made Murray's vision go dark. She was the one person he could never deny. At least, that's what he believed.
(Everett! You're not yourself right now! That weirdo...! Whatever trick that bastard pulled on you! Drugs or some special ability.... Don't worry! I'll save you!)
(I'm fine. Just like always.)
Everett said firmly.
Jaesung sat down behind her. Murray doubted his eyes again. Cradled in Jaesung's arms, Everett wore an erotic expression he'd never seen in his life. Her face held the devotion of a wife who'd do anything for her husband—and the smile of a whore ready for any play a customer demanded.
Murray wanted that smile from Everett. But right now, it belonged to that bastard, not him.
(Why...! Why...! Why make that face for that son of a bitch! Never once for me! Not even once! Everett! Look at this—it's a ring! I prepared it for you!)
Murray pulled a diamond ring case from his pocket. Worst proposal ever, even by his standards. But clinging to a shred of hope, he confessed to Everett.
Maybe. Just maybe, the Everett brainwashed by that dog of an Asian guy would snap out of it at his sincerity.
(I liked you. Every single moment until now! I regret not confessing sooner! Everett! I love you! Marry me!)
Jaesung mocked the confession with applause, then looked at Everett.
"What a fantastic confession. What's your answer?"
Everett smiled faintly. Murray felt like he'd seen an angel. No matter her body or the brainwashing by that scum, if she came back to him, it was just a momentary lapse. He clung to that hope.
(I regret it too, Murray.)
(Yeah.... Even if it's a bit late.... We can still make it work. Together...)
(Not confessing to you sooner. Because I hated you.)
(......What?)
Her response was something Murray never imagined. He couldn't breathe. Hallucination? How many times had he thought that today?
(Murray. No one's ever told you this, so I will. You're a fake feminist. I don't care about feminism, but pretending for my attention? That was the worst. Took me a while to realize how I felt, though.)
(What.... What do you...)
(Twisting your beliefs to get a girl's attention. Pathetic.)
Everett's follow-up turned Murray's face pale. He gasped like a respiratory patient.
(You're a damn hypocrite. Noblesse oblige? You think you're nobility. Everything you say looks down on others. You're impressive, sure. Dad's a big-shot politician, mom's a respected lawyer. And you're a dungeon hunter. But I liked the pure you from school more.)
(That's...)
(You're a fucking vegetarian. Eating at your place was torture. Not just the food—the worst was you shoving your beliefs on me. Why does your mom force her views on others? I could never live with someone like that.)
(Ugh...)
Murray felt stripped naked before Everett. This humiliation was a first. Her every word stabbed like a dagger into his chest. He bit his lip until it bled.
(It was all for you! To win your heart! You never satisfied with any guy! Rejected every kingka who hit on you! You're the one who made me a feminist hypocrite! You, Everett!)
(Heh. Blaming me? No, Murray. You just wanted people looking up to you. Wanted me as a trophy, right? Beautiful women are prizes for successful men.)
Those words hurt more than any before. Having his sincerity questioned. Unbearable agony for Murray.
(No! It was real! I truly loved you! But you...! You fucking wrecked my heart. Reina Everett! You goddamn cunt! Fine, I'm a shitty feminist, a damn hypocrite, a fucking vegetarian! Then what are you? A motherless whore! You fucking bitch!)
(You're right! But you're a horrible person too, Murray!)
Everett laughed as she replied.
(Yeah! I'm a shitty whore! Look at me! Who wouldn't think so!?)
Instead of anger at Murray's insults, Everett smiled. At that moment, Jaesung thrust his cock into her pussy, like he was showing it off to Murray.
Splurt!
(Ah~ Ungh~♥)
Hearts popped into Everett's eyes. Murray despaired again. Today, he'd plumbed the depths of emotional hell.
(Hiiik...! Hik! Hiiik! Haaang~! Haaaang!)
Everett howled like a bitch in heat. Her juices rained down on Murray, who'd collapsed to his knees. He didn't dodge. Couldn't.
With a stony expression, he watched Everett grin like a whore. Horrible as it was to say, he thought it was beautiful.
"Look at this asshole clenching as she cums. What a worthless pussy, ahegao with a dumbass face. Hey, do a proper double peace."
"Yeeees~! Ahegao double peace from a dumb pussy that loses to cock in one second! I'll do it right haaaang~♥"
Everett bragged to Murray with an ahegao double peace as she climaxed. In that state, she screamed like a madwoman.
(This is meeee! This is the real Reina Evereett! Murray! Can you accept this me!? No waaay! You never could! That's why we don't work hiiik!)
What Murray saw wasn't a woman anymore. Just a female animal. Watching Jaesung casually fuck the bitch, he even felt fear.
His cock—far bigger than Murray's—ravaged Everett's pussy.
(Everett! Even like this...! Even this perverted you! I can accept you! Please! Please start over with me! Kugh!)
Jaesung looked surprised at Murray's words. He'd expected the guy to bail by now, but his feelings for Everett were genuine.
Of course, to Jaesung, that tenacity was just an amusing toy.
"Everett. Got such a great confession. What'll you do? Even made my balls throb, kek!"
(Hiiik! My womb only throbs for Darling's cock! Murray's tiny dick could neeeever satisfy meee!)
"Harsh. Looks average enough to me. Tiny? Hurts my heart as a fellow man."
But Jaesung's face showed no pity. He pounded her pussy, making sure she could barely speak.
Still, Everett forced out words for Murray.
(Okaaaay! Murray! If you watch me and Darling's lovey-dovey sex all the way through! I'll date youuu! Marry youuu! I proooomise!)
(Kuh! Got it, Everett! For you...! I'll do anything!)
Murray said, biting his lip. He wasn't sane anymore. His hardened gaze fixed on Everett.
His heart ached like his guts were ripping, but he held onto her promise and watched her depravity.
So he didn't notice Sujin quietly slipping into the room and shining a flashlight his way.