Chapter 51
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 10
Chapter Title: Efficient Resource Management
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"Alright, let's get started. See how people are starting to gather over here?"
The truck rolled into Clearbrand headquarters.
"Filthy bourgeois scum. Building a ridiculous tower like this in the middle of downtown. Guess we have no choice but to punish them."
The villains snickered and nodded along.
The workers who had gathered to check the cargo peered into the truck bed.
"Huh?"
The moment they realized the truck wasn't loaded with goods but with women, the villains sprang into action.
"Hah!"
"Hey, take it easy! Didn't you hear we're not supposed to kill them?"
"She won't die from this. Time to get things rolling!"
The villains riding in the truck immediately went on the offensive.
"Who the hell are you!"
The guard who rushed out with his pistol wasn't a match for them.
"Gahk!"
The villains had guns too. Pistols, rifles, knives, whips, and even explosives—the tools they'd used in their villainous days were now theirs again.
"Let's do this!"
America was crawling with criminals. Run-of-the-mill thugs robbing banks with pistols or pulling stickups were a dime a dozen.
But the women here were villains who went way beyond that. Their crimes and skills far surpassed what any ordinary joe with a rifle could manage.
No matter how impressive Clearbrand was as a company, regular security guards couldn't take them down.
"What now?"
"Were you sleeping during the briefing? We head straight to the basement! There should be stairs around here somewhere!"
"Oh!"
The slave villains split into three teams and stormed the company.
Team 1 launched an aerial assault to seize the rooftop of the main building.
Team 2 tunneled underground to secure the northern basement facilities.
Team 3 entered through the front gate to claim the cargo.
Carlea and Jenny were part of Team 3.
"This way! It matches the intel exactly!"
A massive steel door was embedded in the ground.
"Y-Yes! Right away!"
A woman wielding a huge electric saw charged forward with a bright smile.
She channeled mana into the weapon, and the motor supplied power to the blade.
With an ominous whine, the saw bit into the steel door. It sliced clean through in moments.
"Inside!"
The women laughed excitedly as they poured into the basement.
"This place feels off..."
"Kinda like a research lab, huh?"
A pristine white corridor stretched ahead.
"No intel from here on out, so we gotta find the data ourselves."
"Eh, we'll manage somehow."
The girl with the electric saw grinned and stepped forward.
In that instant, her head exploded.
"What?"
"Move! Don't just stand there!"
The villains weren't the only ones rattled. The guard who'd just blown a human head to pieces stared at the intruders, his face pale.
"Damn it, aren't those villains? They should be rotting in prison—why the hell are they crawling out now?"
The invading women clocked the man's identity too. He was a villain who'd gotten off on a plea deal after sexual assault charges.
You couldn't outright condemn his existence. He'd provided evidence to catch his accomplices, leading to more arrests, and villains who cut deals like that often ended up in quiet gigs like bodyguard or security work.
But right now, he was just the enemy.
"Rush him all at once!"
The guard was a villain infamous as a marksman. He could nail targets with superhuman precision from long range, but he sucked at close quarters.
He frantically drew his pistol and dropped one slave villain, but that was it.
"Ngh!"
Carlea's bola tangled his legs. Another villain's fist knocked him flat.
"F-Fuck..."
One of the women was bleeding from a gunshot wound.
"W-What do we do? Leave her?"
They weren't a trained unit. They'd synced up a bit before the raid kicked off, but no one knew protocol for casualties.
"No healers in our group, right? No choice! One of you carry her—we keep moving!"
"Like this?"
"Just staunch the bleeding! You wanna head up and survive?"
Carlea shouted urgently. She was right.
"Ah..."
Jenny stood there trembling, mouth agape.
She wasn't unfamiliar with death. Her neighborhood was a hotbed of crime.
Gunfire ruined sleep at night, and bodies sometimes littered the streets like trash.
Friends dying was commonplace. Didn't have to be bullets.
Could be sickness from skipping meds, starvation wasting you away, or OD'ing on drugs.
Still, she hadn't seen this coming.
Overkill, she'd thought. She knew Clearbrand was a powerhouse, but for a surprise attack, this should've been enough.
No deaths expected. And yet, the woman who'd been cracking jokes moments ago was now a corpse on the floor.
"Hey, Jenny. Didn't you say you were a precog? Do something useful!"
"My power... doesn't distinguish friend from foe. Sorry."
"Then snap out of it! Or we're all dead, got it?"
Jenny nodded shakily.
The slave villains pressed on.
"What the hell is going on here..."
I could only let out a hollow laugh.
I was naked. Clutching cards, without a stitch on—ridiculous.
Lee Ha-seon stood before me in a bunny girl outfit, smirking slyly.
"How's that? Easier than you thought?"
"It's not about easy... What the hell happened?"
A classic card game wager: loser strips a piece at a time.
No matter how I sliced it, I had the edge. She'd be naked after 3-4 losses, tops. Me? It'd take 7—pants, underwear, socks, cardigan, hat, undershirt.
I'd even donned a goofy hat I never wore, just for this. Pointless. In my 7 losses, I hadn't stripped so much as her bunny ear headband.
"Told you from the start? No chance you'd win, so give up on these bets."
"Even so, I didn't expect this!"
She flashed a cheeky grin.
"The cards. I shuffle right in front of you, see?"
"Yeah."
"Everything's visible. Track where each card goes when you shuffle. Memorize it."
"That's why I did faro shuffles too."
Interweaving cards one by one, repeated. No way she could track positions perfectly.
"Made it easier. Cards peek out a bit."
"Ugh..."
I clutched my forehead.
"Too bad. No more clothes to lose, so guess we'll have to strip something else."
"Like what?"
"Here?"
She crawled toward me. Through the fishnet stockings, her thighs and ass were on full display.
Lee Ha-seon's lips enveloped my cock, her tongue delicately peeling back the foreskin.
"Here?"
"...No helping it."
Soon her tongue went to work. Meticulous at times, bold at others, sucking me off.
"Mmm..."
Lee Ha-seon was the strongest hero. She controlled every inch of her body at will.
Her tongue was no exception.
Smooth and soft, it wrapped around me. Pure bliss.
And I felt her arousal building.
Just pressing my cock to her face and sniffing it got her going. Sucking it? She was drowning in lust.
"Hngh, mmmph..."
Sweat beaded on her forehead. Body heating up, hips twitching faintly.
Loved that.
The strongest hero, paragon of virtue and grit, panting before my cock. Pure conquest.
"Hngh, s-stop there. Any more and I really can't hold back..."
Tears welled in her eyes. Not from choking.
"Wanna keep going? Might need to lose some clothes first."
"Knew you'd say that. Already prepared."
"Huh?"
She turned her back to me and tore open the crotch of her stockings.
"Whoa."
"That's how these are meant to be worn. Can stick it back later!"
A generous hole gaped there—plenty of room for my cock.
Her pussy was neatly shut, but juices already leaked out. No foreplay needed.
"On your stomach."
I couldn't wait anymore. Gripped her waist tight and thrust between the fishnets, piercing her pussy.
"Nnghaaa!"
I clamped down on her body. Loosen up even a bit, and I'd blow.
One load didn't end things. My stamina was leagues better now; I could creampie her endlessly if I wanted.
But slamming into a pussy slick only with her juices? Its own thrill. I held back, burying my swollen cock deep inside Lee Ha-seon.
"Yes, so good! Too, ahngh, gooddd..."
Each thrust drew vulgar moans.
"Heeek!"
A slap to her ass sent flesh jiggling. Fishnets snagged a little, but I'd spanked her plenty. Novel texture, no biggie.
Plus, each smack made her clench—same as always. Felt amazing.
"Cock, love it. Seong-ha's cock, sooo..."
"Glad you like."
Her words spurred me; I pounded harder.
"Haaa! Ngh, hiiik, grrrk!"
Lee Ha-seon shuddered in orgasm. I slipped fingers through the netting, kneading her thighs and ass.
"There, pressing there, too good..."
Her juices flowed like water. She was lost in it. Because of me.
This feeling was perfection.
I wanted to savor it forever.