Chapter 114
Chapter 114
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 114
Chapter Title: Malice (1)
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"Sleep well?"
The moment I opened my eyes, I was face-to-face with Han So-ra.
Just seeing her face brought back last night's events like a montage flashing before my eyes.
Han So-ra had pinned me down and wouldn't let me go.
She crushed my groin with her massive breasts and heavy hips, pounding away relentlessly.
In the Taming Room, I could at least take the lead, but out here in the real world, I had zero means to stand up to an S-Rank hunter.
I was completely helpless against her.
To put it bluntly, she'd fucked me like a dog.
I didn't even get a chance to thrust my hips.
She didn't give me the slightest opening.
I was supposed to be a virgin in this setup.
Normally, a skilled senior like her would at least guide me on what it feels like to stick it in, right?
I shot her a sullen glare.
No good words came to mind, so I kept my mouth shut tight.
Han So-ra had gotten up early and already showered; she was fresh and dust-free, completely pristine.
"Doesn't your body feel lighter?"
"...I don't know."
Han So-ra smirked and approached me.
She perched on the edge of the bed and subtly stroked my thigh.
"I was worried I might've been too rough on you, Sun-woo Hunter, since you're only D-Rank. I gave you a massage while you were sleeping."
"......"
Now that she mentioned it, my body did feel a lot lighter.
Like I'd slept deeply and woken up refreshed.
No hangover whatsoever.
I'd chalk it up to growth as a hunter...
Anyway, my condition wasn't bad at all.
For having an intense "battle" with an S-Rank hunter, I was surprisingly fine.
"...Yeah, definitely feels good."
I rolled my shoulders gently, checking my body for any stiffness.
While I did, she slipped her hand in.
Her fingers crept up my thigh toward deeper territory, like a loach hunting for a damp hole.
"You're okay with this, right, Sun-woo Hunter?"
She wanted to go again.
Even after squeezing me dry last night, she reached for my dick.
I hurriedly pulled my hips back and grabbed her arm.
"...What?"
"You passed out yesterday, so I didn't even get to enjoy it properly. I mean, puking in the middle of sex...?"
"Pardon?"
For a second, I thought I'd misheard.
But Han So-ra doubled down with utter confidence, like she was delivering the killing blow.
"You puked while we were fucking, Sun-woo Hunter. Don't you remember?"
I couldn't believe it.
I shook my head vigorously, denying her words even though I knew she wouldn't lie.
Han So-ra grinned wickedly.
That familiar smirk—one I'd flashed at someone else before.
My balls shriveled up just looking at it.
"Knew you'd say that, so I kept the evidence."
Her mana pulled her smartphone over.
It floated leisurely through the air.
Han So-ra grabbed it and played the video for me.
It started with me, head shoved in the toilet.
—Urk, ueeeek!
—Sun-woo Hunter? Sun-woo Hunter?
I could hear the laughter in her voice as she called out to me.
She was giggling like she was having the time of her life.
"I can forgive premature ejaculation, but puking mid-fuck? That's the worst, isn't it?"
—Ugh, can't even go a few rounds.
In the video, Han So-ra patted my back while filming.
—Ueeeeek!
Park Sun-woo was hurling up his guts.
He didn't stop retching until he'd emptied everything from dinner.
"There's more. This isn't the end."
Han So-ra dragged her finger across the screen.
She skipped the boring parts and got to the real action.
"Stop..."
In the video, Park Sun-woo looked more like a patient than anything.
Utterly pathetic, unable to do a thing without Han So-ra's help.
"Mo, yame ro..."
She brushed his teeth for him, gave him massages—Han So-ra in the video was doting on him with utmost devotion.
Literal devotion.
Time to reflect.
I'd blackmailed Choi Da-eun with sleazy videos just like this.
Now that I'd tasted my own medicine, I got it.
The humiliation was beyond imagination.
I regretted my actions back then.
And Da-eun even pissed herself.
She'd been even more humiliated than me.
I could finally empathize with Choi Da-eun.
Han So-ra stopped the video.
Like she'd shown enough, she put the screen away.
Her hand dove back in.
This time with real force.
The more I resisted, the harder she shoved past.
"We didn't do it properly yesterday."
She meant it.
Fresh out of the shower, not caring if she got dirty again.
I had no choice.
I could only echo what Choi Da-eun had said to me...
"...You'll delete the video, right?"
"Depends on how hard you work, Sun-woo Hunter."
"......"
"Tomorrow we head to the 50th floor. But I'm so pent up right now... I thought yesterday would've taken care of it... Yeah, whatever."
She was blaming me.
"My condition's off. If it stays like this, something bad might happen on the 50th. Or I could find some other guy to relieve it..."
Absolutely not.
I had to put a stop to it from now on.
I'd allowed it a few times before...
I'd slacked on surveillance under the guise of respecting privacy.
And other guys had tasted Han So-ra's pussy as a result.
Unbearable rage bubbled up.
Spilled water can't be gathered back.
One mistake made, so now I'd be careful.
But I'd guard what was mine tightly.
"I like your dick, Sun-woo Hunter. So I want to do it with you. If you say no, nothing I can do about it."
"......"
I'd never said no.
"Anyway, you're in better shape than yesterday, right?"
"...Honestly, the alcohol..."
Her hand crept up slowly.
Passing my thigh, reaching my dick.
She pushed deeper, grabbing my balls.
"Can you move today?"
Han So-ra gazed at me intently as she asked.
I nodded.
"Then you move this time, Sun-woo Hunter."
"...The video? You'll delete it?"
"Hmm, we'll see how you do."
She shed her robe and climbed onto the bed.
Never letting go of my balls.
Like she was claiming ownership.
"Oh, I won't tell Da-eun."
She murmured as she snuggled into my arms.
Today's business would stay secret.
"...Thanks for that."
I let out a wry chuckle and laid Han So-ra down on the bed.
Satisfying Han So-ra without the Female Bestiary—begin.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ A day later, the Haetae Guild held a press conference in front of countless cameras.
It was an event to reemphasize the significance of conquering the 50th floor before entering the Tower.
The Haetae Guild raiders bathed in the camera flashes, fully aware of their positions.
They could almost be considered national representatives.
Pride swelled in their chests for their roles.
"A question for Hunter Lee Hae-wan."
The reporters mostly directed questions at Lee Hae-wan, the Haetae Guild Master.
Normally, he'd handle them deftly.
"Uh, y-yes."
Today's Lee Hae-wan was way off.
Looking sickly, perhaps.
Anyone could see he was in rough shape.
In truth, Lee Hae-wan was far from okay.
Ever since calling Han So-ra two nights ago, he hadn't been able to focus on conquering the ceiling.
...Why the hell would So-ra and that worm...?
He couldn't wrap his head around it.
If it had been a handsome guy, he might've understood.
Han So-ra deserved someone like that.
She was worth it.
Even if it was a capable man, he'd try to rationalize it.
There were hunters stronger than him or Han So-ra in this world.
It wasn't that weird to be drawn to their power.
But not Park Sun-woo.
Lee Hae-wan couldn't accept him.
Why was she so cold to him but soft only to Park Sun-woo?
What difference was there between them to warrant such blatant favoritism?
It burned him up inside.
He was so frustrated and resentful he wanted to kill Park Sun-woo.
Unlike his own haggard, tormented self, Han So-ra looked radiant from proper self-care, which pissed him off even more.
"...We'll conquer the 50th floor successfully, one way or another."
Lee Hae-wan cut the press conference short.
Then he entered the Tower.
On the way, he made contact.
With the Haetae Guild members attempting the 20th floor.
Ordered them to complete the mission.
By any means necessary.
And he ground his teeth.
Grinding hard while eyeing Han So-ra's ass and swallowing hard.
So-ra, I won't play nice anymore either.
Now he knew she spread her legs easily even for trash like Park Sun-woo.
No need to treasure her anymore.
He'd seize her, rough if he had to.
Lee Hae-wan recited the plan he'd pieced together over two sleepless nights.
The Haetae Guild raid team entered the 50th floor.