Chapter 42

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 42

Chapter Title: Preparing ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to Go to Mars

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The timing wasn't great.

Only a few days remained until the trip to Mars, and considering Im Hyeji's morning sickness, reaching out to Lee Soo-ah beforehand wasn't the smartest move.

Morning sickness isn't something you can just tough out.

I figured it might be because Im Hyeji was young and had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠never been pregnant before, but Lee Soo-ah could very well be the same.

Would she really have more patience than Im Hyeji, who—despite five extra years of life—couldn't hold back and came running, begging for semen?

Of course, since I'm no beta, I could just handle business on Mars and call it a day.

But that wasn't the point of knocking up Lee Soo-ah.

Sure, I was dying to fuck her, but one of my goals was to give her strong abilities and impregnate her with top-tier skills.

That was the power of my ability, after all.

To gain skills I could use myself, I had to impregnate her with the good stuff, let her give birth, and raise them right.

So, while I wasn't some meticulous professional pregnancy planner, I wasn't about to just pump her full based on looks alone and call it quits.

"So that's how it went down."

"...You're really doing it with Sister Soo-ah too? I thought you wouldn't..."

"Yeah. I don't get it. Why go out of your way..."

In that situation, what if I'd said, 'I want to give you something even better, more carefully and reliably, so just wait until I get back from Mars. How long? Hmm... two weeks to a month?'

Her resolve might have crumbled.

Or maybe, after watching Im Hyeji shine, she'd wrestle with herself internally and show up patiently with an A-rank magic stone.

Either way, these things had to be done when the determination was fresh.

That's why I'd told her to go ahead even if she wanted to get pregnant before I left for Mars.

It'd work out somehow.

Besides, judging by her determination, she wouldn't show up with just a single B-rank stone.

She had the resources to snag an A-rank, no doubt.

That would take a few days.

And she wasn't the type to lose control while I was already on Mars and come begging to be bred.

For now, I pushed Lee Soo-ah out of my mind and focused on Mars prep.

"I've got all the essentials packed anyway. Emergency rations too. Gotta grab snacks and stuff."

This wasn't a vacation.

But it wasn't a suicide mission either, so there was a ton to pack.

The Hunter Association's announcement pegged the Mars reclamation at two weeks to a month.

I suspected it'd drag on longer.

The city's massive, and even if the controlled zones weren't spread everywhere, all those buildings meant sweeping out monsters completely would take ages.

In the end, success or failure hinged on taking down the S-rank monsters.

It could turn into a drawn-out slog or an all-out clash to the death.

If we could shuttle back and forth to base camp for supplies, great—but just in case, I planned to stock a full month's worth.

"Stuff the clothes and things into compression bags. I'll toss 'em in my inventory."

"Oppa, I'm so jealous every time I see it."

"Heh."

In the process, I'd revealed my inventory—my personal subspace pouch—to Im Hyeji, and she was insanely envious.

Of course she was.

My own private subspace.

How romantic was that?

Magic-treated backpacks were invented precisely for that romance and dungeon efficiency.

Even those had the hassle of wearing them around, so they weren't perfect. A subspace let you store and pull items effortlessly, with zero risk of external shocks damaging the contents.

And for this Mars run, I'd leveled up the pouch itself.

Luckily, it only cost 10P to level up.

Buying a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠whole new subspace pouch would've been pricier—this was like adding premium options.

Thanks to them, the inventory was bigger now and doubled as a perfect fridge, keeping fresh food indefinitely.

Of course, tossing in spoiled stuff wouldn't magically refresh it—the preservation kicked in the moment you stored something fresh, turning it into a portable fridge you could pull from anytime.

"Beef! Oppa, let's grill some beef when we get there."

"...We camping or what?"

"...Shh, you gotta eat big during downtime to fight better."

"Fine. Buy it. Buy."

I grabbed a few things myself, but Im Hyeji's enthusiasm was off the charts.

I'd started out dragging her along as a walking wallet for my cravings, but before I knew it, the cart brimmed with meats and veggies she'd picked.

"Fruits too..."

Cardholder's call—who was I to stop her?

After filling nearly five boxes to the brim, I shoved them all into the subspace.

With the expanded 1.5m space, food barely made a dent.

She packed underwear into a bag the size of a suitcase and handed it over—like we were emigrating or something.

"What would've we done without the inventory?"

"Magic backpacks, I guess... We'd probably need five."

Dungeons had magic tents for showers, and barracks ran dryers and washers nonstop.

That all assumed you secured the base camp against monster attacks, but she was packing diligently just in case.

By evening, shopping and packing done, I'd stuffed her full of meat before heading home—where she sidled up slyly.

"Oppa. I'm heading to the Hunter Association tomorrow."

"...Why?"

"Final skill check and to update that special effect. I'll say it activates occasionally—conditions unclear."

Regret laced her words.

"Wish it'd hit level 5..."

"Then why're you groping it?"

"...Isn't it almost full? If we go hard tonight, it might say 'almost to level 5'."

"Could be."

Lying there, she stroked the base of my dick, tenting my clothes up to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my belly.

Im Hyeji had grown so natural with the monstrosity now, seducing me with desperate cat eyes.

Brave enough to grab the dick first, but still shy about the rest.

"...Did you already do it with Sister Soo-ah...?"

I stared, and she asked with a teary quiver.

Maybe because I'd been vague—just said we'd do it when she brought the stones.

I thought that got the point across.

"Kyaa!"

Too cute—I flipped her over and mounted her.

Lifted her shirt and kneaded those perky tits softly.

"Ung..."

Eyes shut, I compared mentally.

How did they stack up to Lee Soo-ah's?

Couldn't see the shape since I'd groped from behind.

But the softness and heft filling my hand felt about the same as Im Hyeji's.

Big enough that titflesh spilled between my fingers in one grip.

This texture alone had my dick throbbing—made me think Im Hyeji was the impressive one for holding back.

She wouldn't yield to Soo-ah in softness or size.

Both similar height, slim builds, but C-cups were generous on them.

"Oppa... hurry..."

Lost in her tits too long, she reached down, rubbing my dick over her panties.

"Hut...!"

Truth be told, I'd been a little worried.

With the deal sealed for Soo-ah, what if Im Hyeji suddenly didn't cut it?

Eaten my fill—maybe dial it back to occasional snacks?

Unnecessary concern.

My 30 years of pent-up lust hadn't grown bored of this delicious pussy after just a few tastes.

If anything, it tasted even better now.

Anticipating Soo-ah's fuck and breeding, I used this as the benchmark—thrusting deep to etch every bit firmer in my mind.

"Ha... ha... haang..."

Her expressions, her pleasured breaths, ragged gasps.

Her twitching body.

The reactions of a pussy that had only ever taken my dick.

I memorized it all, compared, thrilled at the thought of sharing the plate—got me fired up.

So I flooded her deep.

Till dawn.

Thanks to the 'Semen Slave' effect, she grew ever more addicted to my pheromones, craving me harder—perfect cap to Mars prep.

I figured Mars was all that was left.

Afternoon the day before.

A message from Lee Soo-ah.

What could I do?

If anything, it was a bonus.

She said she was fine, and with at least one A-rank stone, I'd have spare P too.

For this unplanned breeding, the day before Mars departure, I headed to Lee Soo-ah's place.