Chapter 119
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 119
Chapter Title: Kang Jik Guild
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After 'that incident'... the next day, I went to meet Lee Soo-ah.
【2_SuA: Honey, when are you coming home?】
【GangJik: ...Overtime tonight?】
【2_SuA: Cheating with who? Hyeji? Miss Hana?】
Lee Su-ah was teasing me relentlessly now that she'd gotten a taste for it, so I figured it was time to drop by and talk things over regarding our future.
Neither she nor I had planned this out, so we might just have to muddle through somehow.
Still, I'd been mentally preparing for it bit by bit.
Ever since I got tangled up with her, this was a problem I'd have to resolve one way or another.
To that end, I'd been leveling up my Concentrated Semen, accelerating everyone's growth—Lee Soo-ah, Im Hyeji, and even Kang Hana—so I could protect myself too.
The reason I kept my abilities hidden was simple.
The biggest factor was laziness, sure—but it was also dangerous.
From the moment I first tamed Im Hyeji, my fragile breeding ability could've died from even the lightest poke by any woman, which was why the system kept shoving survival skills at me nonstop.
Only once I could defend myself from threats—not from random women eyeing my powers or vague masses, but from orc attacks—could I truly stand tall with my abilities.
So, I'd endure the rumors and prepare for what was ahead.
Ding-dong—
Just to be safe, I activated Stealth when I got near her place and slipped inside.
As a famous singer and actress, she surely had paparazzi lurking, waiting for scandal fodder.
I rang the doorbell. The door opened, and Lee Soo-ah poked her head out, tilting it in confusion at the empty entrance.
"Whoa!"
"I'm here?"
"Not even startled?"
I gave an awkward grin, and her face flushed beet red as she shoved me against the wall, grabbing my collar.
"That's not the point!! Take responsibility!!"
"...Huh?"
Finally relaxing, she let go of my collar with shaky hands and collapsed into my arms with a sigh of relief.
"What the hell is..."
She caused the accident herself, so why dump it on me...?
I stared at her in disbelief, and her ears turned scarlet as she unleashed a full confession.
"Kang Jik, you did something weird to me again, didn't you? Why else would I keep thinking about you even outside, and get these ridiculous urges not to let you go?"
"...I don't have a skill like that?"
There was something similar—Semen Slave.
The more semen absorbed, the mildly addictive it became, offering psychological stability from my pheromones, fatigue recovery, growth boosts, and more. Withdrawal hit without it.
But was that connected to her symptoms?
"Anyway, you've stamped your mark good and proper now. No backing out. You're mine."
Seemed like the mild effects, plus seeing Flame hit level 3, had hyped her up enough to act.
Luckily, she seemed more thrilled than regretful or worried—eager to spread the word, even.
I'd known it, but how deep did her hunter obsession run?
"But Su-ah, you wanna be a hunter?"
"Obviously? That's why I awakened."
"...I thought you just wanted the powers for show. You never said you wanted to actually hunt."
She'd awakened out of trauma from weakness.
Now she wanted to raid dungeons?
Awakening wasn't enough—you needed practice and real combat to master the power. The gap between casual hobby use and full proficiency was huge.
And dangerous.
"I've changed my mind. Seeing Flame and Ember... I want to raid S-grade, even SS-grade dungeons too. Like Hyeji."
Her eyes burned not with childish curiosity, but raw ambition and desire.
The hunger to grow strong.
The greed to save lives and shine in massive dungeons.
The classic dream of any hunter.
"Alright then. Decided on a guild?"
"Yeah. Obviously, I'm following you, Kang Jik."
"...How do you know where I'm going?"
"You're starting your own guild, right?"
"...Who told you?"
"Hyeji."
I'd considered recruiting her if I made a guild, but with her busy career and our direct dealings, casually ordering her around felt off.
She might have her own plans.
I'd planned to test the waters and coax her gently.
No need now.
"That way, our kids won't grow up without a dad. Third, fourth on the way too."
".....Wait, we haven't even had the first or second... hell, what're you talking about? I can't even raise Flame the Pyromancer or Ember yet..."
"My dream's always been four kids, living happily ever after."
No trace of the shy blush from her confession—she slipped a hand under my clothes now, her soft palm gliding over my chest with a sultry expression.
"Anyway, you're joining Kang Jik Guild. And our mutual follows? We'll say that's why."
The scandal had already blown up anyway.
Couldn't convince every nosy investigator.
Just play dumb and let it slide.
Once rumors spread—even unofficially—interested folks would show, boosting my value naturally.
If a woman caught my eye, I could approach casually.
No guarantees it'd work, but it was my cleanup plan.
"So, we're done here?"
"...Guess so?"
The scandal crisis meeting wrapped up so neatly, leaving a weird aftertaste.
Was this really over?
She stood to lose the most as the main scandal target, so if she was fine, I had no grounds to push.
Telling Kang Hana not to worry, then fretting more here? Hilarious.
"Kang Jik."
Reading my face, she offered serious advice.
"Don't sweat other people's stares too much. I knew you weren't that type from when you knocked me up, but obsessing over 'can't do this, can't do that' will make you lose yourself. Do what you do best right there, and most folks—minus a few—will accept it or ignore it."
Two years my junior, but with a decade more in the spotlight, navigating endless scrutiny in entertainment—her words carried weight. I nodded.
"Cool. Mind if I fake a slip-up later, snap a bed pic together, and post it?"
Classic me. She beamed.
"If you want Flame and Ember fatherless."
"...."
That'd kill them too...
I swallowed the dumb remark, finally relaxing as I kicked off my shoes and stepped inside. She grabbed my wrist, tugging me toward the master bedroom instead of the living room couch.
"Hey, wait. What?"
"What do you mean? I said do what you do best where you are. I sang, danced, acted. Now I'll hunt. You do what you do best."
"..."
"And you haven't stamped this yet."
It reminded me of our first meeting.
A silk slip.
Hugging every curve, no bra—nipples poking through more tantalizing than if bare.
The short hem clung tight, no panty lines. Her raw figure seduced outright.
"Don't want to be easy. Make it worth it—sign the contract."
What could I do?
Easy girls, aggressive ones—not my type.
Not even in porn—women devouring men, dominating so he couldn't move? Nah.
But with her, it didn't feel crude or cheap.
Far from easy.
My dick was already rock-hard, leading me after her.
She laid me on the bed, crawling up from my feet. Peeks of cleavage and full breasts under the slip, tousled hair, lewd expression—eyes locked.
Usually, empty sacks kill the vibe here, but her upside-down swells begged to be grabbed.
"Let's get Flame to level 4 today."
Her teasing lure had me sliding down the thin straps, cupping the exposed breasts, pulling her in to bury my face.
Sweet fruit scent mixed with her skin, invading my nose.
Sniiiif. Haaa.
Soft mounds rubbed my cheeks soothingly, nipples poking my earlobes. Her soft "Ahh..." moan amplified the eroticism.
She ground her pussy against my throbbing shaft, stripping my pants and slowly impaling herself.
My dick vanished root-deep, swallowed whole.
"Haaah...!"
Even inserting herself, she groaned from the strain, rocking her hips tentatively front to back.
"Hnyaang...!"
Intense spot hit, hands on my chest—poise gone, head bowed, hair spilling wild as she lifted her ass to escape.
Not high enough to dislodge my upright 16cm, though.
I kept sniffing her breast scent, licking and sucking nipples, gripping between her deep-buried pelvis and waist.
"...! Wait, Kang Jik!!"
Squeeze.
Pressed down, she straightened fully, back arching.
Then, I worked her body up and down like an onahole.