Chapter 19

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 19

Chapter Title: D-Grade Virility

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There was something called a skill's dilemma.

Resurrection fit that description perfectly. It was undoubtedly a good skill, but it was ambiguous.

Skills were generally at their best when used.

Yet Resurrection only retained its value if it wasn't used.

Of course, there was one optimal way to use it with maximum efficiency.

Exactly one: saving an SSS-rank hunter.

There was no reason to hesitate or agonize over that method.

The moment you brought back an SSS-rank hunter's body, you had to unleash Resurrection without a second thought.

The value of an SSS-rank hunter was so immense that even trading the nation's entire wealth for one wouldn't be a waste.

But beyond that? You fell into a dilemma.

And that dilemma stemmed from the long cooldown time.

Thirty days—or now down to twenty with level 3. What if, during that cooldown, an absolute must-save SSS-rank hunter died?

It didn't have to be one of the mere eight SSS-rank hunters in Korea.

Whether it was nearby Japan, China, or distant America.

No one knew exactly how far back in time Resurrection could rewind a dead hunter's clock, but if it could save them, it was right to reserve it solely for SSS-rank hunters.

The price of a life would surely be paid.

That's why I was worried.

It was a skill meant for SSS-rank hunters, but would other hunters see it that way?

They might rationally accept that revival wasn't coming their way, but when death loomed right in front of them, they'd desperately crave it.

If someone was denied the skill's benefit—if it wasn't used even after the cooldown reset due to that one reserved slot—it could turn into resentment.

The new option at level 3 shattered that dilemma.

Resurrection was saying:

Use the skill.

Now the real skill dilemma began.

Should I use it?

Instead of hoarding it for an SSS-rank hunter who probably wouldn't die anyway, wouldn't it be better to save some other hunter and aim for that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠50% cooldown reset?

This wasn't just about using the skill one or two extra times.

It was about saving one more life—or several with good luck.

If you held it back and no SSS-rank hunter died for twenty days, you'd just be letting the skill rot anyway.

"At least it'll put your mind at ease."

In the end, it all depended on perspective.

Even with this option, the Hunter Association would still choose to save only SSS-rank hunters.

Saving three hundred lower-rank hunters still wouldn't match one SSS-ranker's worth.

But from Im Hyeji's viewpoint, this option clearly lightened the mental burden.

Realistically, it meant she wouldn't face people's resentment.

She wouldn't have to abandon someone dying right in front of her for a hypothetical SSS-rank hunter.

Cast Resurrection, pierce the 50% chance for a reset, and if it worked, she could just shrug, "See? All good."

If it failed, brush it off with, "Worth a shot."

An SSS-rank hunter's life was priceless, sure.

Honestly, from Im Hyeji's position, it was a no-lose anyway.

And above all, I had an ace up my sleeve.

I'll protect Im Hyeji!

Im Hyeji, who had passed out just like that, finally woke up in the morning.

After washing up, she lay there watching TV, and only then did I stir awake.

"Did you see it's hit level 3?"

"Yeah!!"

Im Hyeji's voice brimmed with excitement, just as I'd expected. She was thrilled.

"I don't think I have to just stand by and watch someone die anymore."

"Exactly. Even without that option, you could just use it. Who's gonna say shit to you? You're an SSS-rank hunter."

"...Not yet."

"Nah, you are. Gather every SSS-rank hunter in the world and ask—they'd all agree. What if they don't? Just say you won't save that asshole, and done."

"What're you saying."

A bit deflated but buoyed by my confidence-boosting words, Im Hyeji smiled.

Do I have a knack for romance or what?

I mean, my personality won't let me say anything that's not true, even on my deathbed.

But this was genuinely true.

If you threaten not to revive anyone who bitches about Resurrection being held hostage, how many hunters could brush it off with, "Fine, don't die then. Good luck~"?

Of course, no one could live that extreme, but my words seemed to comfort her— a smile played on Im Hyeji's lips.

Her thin camisole revealed smooth, pale skin on her shoulders and upper chest.

Her damp hair fell in soft waves, and her fresh, bare face was just as stunning as when made up.

Youth and beauty coexisted in that enchanting face, and with a smile to top it off, I couldn't help but stare, entranced.

"...Why're you looking like that... It's embarrassing."

With that unreal beauty, Im Hyeji couldn't ignore my heated gaze any longer and turned to me.

Not a fake smile—a genuine one.

Blushing.

She pushed at my face to turn away, pulled the blanket up to hide.

I couldn't hold back. I flipped her over, climbed on top, and kissed her.

"Did you like it last night?"

"...Again?!"

"You loved it for real yesterday. You were squirting like crazy. Passed out without even washing up."

"...N-no! It's just because of your semen, oppa...!"

Like she wanted to forget, her face turned beet red in an instant, hands flying up to cover it.

"Huh? But you've cum loads of times before, why get shy now...?"

Thinking back, whenever I used pheromones, she always gushed fluids during sex.

Even without them, she was plenty wet and flowed a lot.

Was that really something to be so embarrassed about? But Im Hyeji spat out an excuse for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠yesterday like a rapid-fire confession.

"At the end... my body suddenly felt weird."

"Yeah?"

"Every time oppa... that thing went in, it got hotter and hotter... My lower belly felt cold, this strange sensation building, and when oppa came, my body floated up and my mind blanked out in ecstasy..."

"Probably 'cause it hit level 3. No explanation, but maybe a hidden orgasm effect?"

"...Anyway... it felt good."

After mumbling for a while, unable to explain, Im Hyeji finally wrapped it up just as I'd taught her.

"That's right. Next time, say, 'Oppa, your dick felt amazing.'"

"...Okay..."

I used the 5P from last night to upgrade my virility to D-grade.

"Whoa!"

Should've upgraded virility before dick thickness.

Going from E to D-grade gave way more bang for the buck.

Just bumping the recharge count to four meant I could cum four times a day—great on its own—but the abilities that normally cost P to buy were auto-granted as virility rose, making that 5P investment zero regrets.

Even just 'Dick Thickness UP!' at level 2 would've cost 10P.

"Gotta prioritize virility when P stacks up."

Better to upgrade virility after comparing, rather than sinking points piecemeal into dick growth. Got that intel.

Of course, C-grade would take 20P, so it wouldn't be easy from here.

I grinned lewdly at Im Hyeji blinking up at me from ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠below.

"Let's hit level 5 by the time we reach Mars."

"Eek!"

Morning sex had its own fierce intensity, different from nighttime romps.

"Ah, fuck. If you're gonna give it, make it worth something..."

Thickness? Honestly love it.

Each stage was noticeable enough to feel.

Roughly half my fingernail width per stage—stack two, and it was substantial.

Still average compared to monster cocks, though.

But length? Stingy as hell.

"0.5cm at a time? When the hell will it get there?"

My ideal dick length? Around 14-16cm.

Too long gets creepy, and it might not all fit anyway.

Just right—impressive at a glance, no revulsion. That's what I figured.

But I'd need a ton more levels. Felt cheated.

What can you do?

Still, the pregnancy abilities were satisfying.

More than that—worthy of applause.

Upgraded to D-grade today, pumped Im Hyeji full, and before leaving, her skin had this noticeably different glow.

"Heh heh."

Turning into a real dick monster bit by bit.

Drained my balls dry from morning, headed home feeling refreshed.