To America (10)
Park Seonwoo tried to push Han Sora off.
He had come here today determined to take the lead for once.
He refused to be overwhelmed like this again.
But his opponent was an S-rank hunter.
“Not a chance.”
“Sora, we still need to show this to Haewan.”
“This is more than enough.”
Han Sora lifted her hips.
Then she swallowed Park Seonwoo’s cock in one smooth motion.
She began pounding down with fierce, rhythmic thrusts.
Thwack, thwack—!
“Haah, ahn! This feels so good. Hnn, yes! It goes so deep… haah!”
Han Sora’s moans filled the room.
Yi Haewan, who had just regained consciousness, lifted his head and stared at her.
She was riding him, her ass bouncing right in front of his eyes.
Between her spread cheeks, he could see everything—her pussy, the cock sliding in and out, and her asshole.
Yi Haewan ground his teeth.
“Urrrrgh… AAAAAAARGH!”
He roared, pouring every ounce of strength he could muster into breaking the wall that held him.
“Oh, looks like Haewan really wants to fuck you, Sora. He’s trying so hard.”
“If you’re hoping I’ll hit you or something, don’t joke like that. I might actually get angry, Mask.”
“…Got it.”
“Just shut up and play with my breasts.”
Han Sora pressed her chest into Park Seonwoo’s hands and kept moving her hips, slamming her ass down again and again as she savored the cock inside her.
“AAAAAARGH!”
“Haah, ahn! It feels so good…! Your cock, your cock…!”
Yi Haewan could scream all he wanted—Han Sora’s hips never slowed.
Thwack, thwack—! Squish, squish—!
Love juices and semen mixed together, frothing at their joined point. The obscene scent filled the room.
Trapped against the wall, Yi Haewan couldn’t escape no matter how much power he unleashed as an S-rank hunter.
Me… an S-rank hunter… and there’s a wall I can’t break…?
Moans drifted to his ears. Han Sora’s cries of pleasure grew louder as she lost herself in the act.
“……”
The vulgar sight before him was nothing like the Han Sora he knew. She looked utterly depraved. He couldn’t believe his eyes.
“Sora, I’m about to cum.”
“Ahn, haah! Inside—cum inside me…!”
“Khh!”
His thrusts grew faster until her large ass finally slammed down and stayed there, swallowing him to the root. Both of them trembled violently.
Spurt, spurt—!
“Haaang, haah! Hahk!”
Throb, throb, throb!
He came. Park Seonwoo poured his seed deep into Han Sora’s pussy.
Yi Haewan watched the thick, milky fluid leak down the dark shaft and felt tears spill from his eyes. An overwhelming sense of defeat washed over him.
Spurt, spurt—.
Yi Haewan came too, unable to resist the twisted pleasure of loss. His cock spilled its load even after everything that had already happened.
Why… why…!
He had already ejaculated multiple times, yet the amount was still enormous. It brought him no relief.
Even as pleasure scorched through his mind, something felt missing. An unquenchable thirst burned inside him.
“Mask…”
Han Sora was still basking in the afterglow, her round ass on full display. Yi Haewan finally understood what he was craving.
I want to cum inside her pussy.
Not waste it in his pants—he wanted to flood a woman’s womb. It was pure male instinct. But that day would never come.
Han Sora kept riding Park Seonwoo, changing positions right in front of Yi Haewan as they continued their affair.
“Stop, stop… Sora, I can’t anymore. My cock hurts.”
“It hurts? Alright, I’ll stop.”
Eventually Park Seonwoo could no longer stay hard. His balls had been completely drained.
Han Sora walked over to Yi Haewan without bothering to cover herself. Park Seonwoo’s semen trickled down her thighs.
“Do you know what happens if I kill you here, Mask?”
After a moment of consideration, Han Sora activated Judgment of Radiance. Light gathered around her, forming a pure white spear.
“Huh…”
Park Seonwoo couldn’t answer. He had never killed anyone inside the Trainer’s Room before. This would be the first time.
“I’m going to kill him now.”
“Sora, please think about the time we spent together. I don’t know why you’re with that bastard, but I… I like you, Sora.”
Yi Haewan confessed—bitter, furious, and sick with resentment, yet the feeling itself was genuine.
He spoke quickly, afraid he would never get another chance.
“I don’t understand how you ended up with that bastard Park Seonwoo. But I still believe there’s a chance. No—please give me a chance too.”
“What are you saying?”
“You’re not actually going to kill me, are you? Can you handle the consequences, Sora? I’m Korea’s S-rank hunter, Yi Haewan—”
But his opponent was Han Sora, who had just fully vented her stress.
Thud—!
She drove Judgment of Radiance straight through his skull without hesitation. The spear of light pierced Yi Haewan’s head.
* * *
What would happen if someone died inside the Trainer’s Room?
He had never tried it, so he didn’t know.
Will he just be unsummoned?
Han Sora had smashed Yi Haewan’s head with Judgment of Radiance. Trapped against the wall, he hadn’t been able to dodge.
“Haa…”
Park Seonwoo lay on the mattress, watching Han Sora’s back. Thick semen clung to her plump ass, and below it, Yi Haewan’s blood dripped down.
Han Sora left the limp body behind and walked over to him.
“Whether he’s Korea’s S-rank hunter or whatever, it doesn’t matter in this situation. Because of the Empress of Pandora…”
They had to stop the Empress. Having even one more S-rank hunter would help.
We can always make more S-rank hunters.
There were plenty of hunters still growing. If they focused on training them, they could become combat-ready quickly.
Or he could raise Choi Daeun instead.
That works too.
He didn’t want Choi Daeun getting hurt. It wasn’t a bad idea.
“Mask, send me back now. When you summoned me, I was at a café with Yi Haewan. I need to check what happened.”
“Hmm.”
To send her back, he had to use the app.
He opened the Trainer App and prepared to unsummon her—
“Here.”
Han Sora reached into his pants pocket, pulled out the smartphone, and handed it to him. She seemed to know roughly how the summoning worked.
“When I almost died on the 50th floor, you were shaking so badly while using this.”
“…I wasn’t shaking.”
He shot her a glare while trying to sound calm.
She didn’t figure it out, right?
She couldn’t have. If she knew he was Park Seonwoo, she wouldn’t have had sex with him like that. He wanted to believe that.
“Hurry up and send me back. Check the situation with the Surveillance Talisman.”
Han Sora looked impatient, perhaps worried about unforeseen variables.
“Wash up at the spring first.”
The Healing Spring could cleanse all the filth from their bodies.
“My panties are already soaked, so it doesn’t matter.”
“…At least wipe off the semen, then.”
“It’s your scent, so I like it. I’ll go like this.”
Han Sora picked up her panties and slipped them on. The white fabric, now stained gray from their fluids, clung tightly to her large ass. His cock twitched at the sight.
“Hurry.”
Once she had put on her slacks and blouse, she stared at him expectantly, urging him to unsummon her. Left with no choice, Park Seonwoo operated the Trainer App right in front of her and sent her back.
He got dressed and returned to his original location. He had been on the floor directly above the café where Han Sora was. He had used her as bait to lure Yi Haewan into the app’s summoning range.
He turned on the smartphone and checked the Surveillance Talisman.
Yi Haewan, whose head had been blown apart in the Trainer’s Room—what had become of him?
Through Han Sora’s eyes, he saw Yi Haewan staring at her with a blank expression.
Then the man turned around. He looked around the café before suddenly charging at the part-time worker taking orders.
—Kyaaaaaaaah!
—I-It’s Yi Haewan!
Screams erupted from downstairs, followed by the sounds of people falling and crashing into each other.
—It hurts!
The commotion showed no sign of stopping.
What the…?
Yi Haewan grabbed the part-timer and knocked her down. Everyone else stood frozen in shock.
—Hiiiik!
Yi Haewan suddenly ripped off his belt. Drooling like a beast, he licked the female worker’s cheek.
—N-No…! Someone help me!
Han Sora, who had already assessed the situation, quickly moved to restrain him. Yi Haewan was starting to rampage.
—He’s gone crazy, hasn’t he?
Han Sora gave the correct answer.
He had lost his mind.
Dying inside the Trainer’s Room made people go insane.
More precisely…
Once their head was destroyed, they stopped being human.
If used well, this could prove quite useful in many ways.
