Chapter 70
Chapter 70
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 70
Chapter Title: Squirting Challenge (1)
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I summoned Choi Da-eun.
She glared at me as if she had expected it.
About half a month ago, she used to act all relaxed even when I summoned her, but not anymore.
"Were you nervous, Da-eun?"
Through tag with Choi Da-eun, I had raised my Agility and Stamina.
And through spanking Han So-ra's ass, I had built up my Strength.
I was growing by leaps and bounds, truly a storm of growth.
I was growing enough to threaten a C-Rank Hunter.
"……."
Choi Da-eun didn't even respond to my question.
Good thing I already knew she was a rude bitch.
If it were our first meeting, I would have sternly scolded her for her impoliteness.
"Don't beat around the bush, you fucker."
Choi Da-eun lowered her center of gravity.
Her face was stiff with tension as she stared at me intently.
Right now, I was naked, my erect cock fully exposed.
Even so, Choi Da-eun's gaze was fixed on my face.
'It's worth glancing down there, but impressive that she doesn't.'
I would have stared at it nonstop from the moment I was summoned.
She had exceptional patience and willpower.
"Shall we first see what today's bet is?"
I activated 'Sex Game'.
I could do it without looking at my smartphone.
Because the Taming App had a human living inside it.
Or something equivalent... a higher-dimensional being?
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ 「Sex Game」 activated. Bang-!
A puff of pure white smoke billowed up.
A slot machine emerged from it.
I grabbed the lever and pulled it hard.
Ching-ching-ching-!
Up to here, it was a familiar scene.
Even Choi Da-eun momentarily shifted her gaze from me to focus on the slot machine.
Ding-! Ding-!
⚙ SLOT RESULT ⚙ ===== [] [1 time] [Mid-Grade Magic Power (+3) Potion] ===== The first two slots stopped.
Number of times and reward.
The 'Mid-Grade Magic Power Potion' lived up to its mid-grade name by boosting Magic Power by 3.
It was an elixir you couldn't buy even if you had the money.
'Alright, let's see the content too.'
This was missing the most important bet type.
The outcome of the match would be determined by what the bet was.
If it was something remotely doable, Choi Da-eun would win.
If it was something no human could do, I would win.
Of course, it was me allowing her to win.
The option of her winning only existed thanks to my immense generosity.
What if I decided not to go easy on her in our bet?
I could monopolize all the rewards by myself, sweep them clean.
Ding-!
"I'm not doing it, fuck."
The final bet slot stopped.
The moment it did, Choi Da-eun exploded in anger and heightened her vigilance.
I glanced over the bet.
A smile crept onto my lips involuntarily.
⚙ SLOT RESULT ⚙ ===== [Make Opponent Cum First] [1 time] [Mid-Grade Magic Power Potion] ===== "Just help jerk me off and you get an amazing mid-grade potion. Da-eun, you sure you don't want to?"
"No, you fucker."
"Don't you need potions a lot? You've been keeping up lately."
"That's over now, asshole."
After clearing the 10th floor, the Milky Way Guild had blown up.
From Choi Da-eun's perspective, there was no more reason to go along with the 'Sex Game'.
"Then I'll use your pussy directly to grant you victory."
"...Shut your mouth. You think I'll let you catch me easily?"
Her rough cursing, her arrogantly defiant attitude, but she was tense.
Choi Da-eun was starting to consider the possibilities.
That meant I had gotten that much stronger.
'I might actually catch her.'
This was the Taming Room. I just had to set a little trap before summoning her.
At equal levels, even minor variables decide victory or defeat.
And I hadn't just set a minor one—I'd placed an item.
"Win or lose, I'll give the 'Mid-Grade Magic Power Potion' to Da-eun. Paying for good service is the right thing for a customer to do."
"I don't need it!"
I approached Choi Da-eun, my erect cock swinging.
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When first summoned, he was truly pathetic.
Generously, an F-Rank Hunter—practically a civilian-level trash.
But he started growing.
Before long, he was as strong as a D-Rank Hunter.
When he went all out with strength and speed, he could catch up right under C-Rank Hunter Choi Da-eun's chin.
He had become that threatening.
The masked trash walked slowly toward her.
His erect cock flopping around made him look ridiculous.
But she couldn't let her guard down.
Weight shifted to the masked trash's back foot.
Explosive power burst forth in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, he reached Choi Da-eun.
"Tch!"
She reacted.
Leaning her upper body back slightly, she dodged with her arm.
Since Choi Da-eun was a step higher in skill, she barely evaded the masked trash's hand.
'Crazy!'
Had he grown even more?
It grazed her perilously close.
One wrong move, and she might not avoid the ominous premonition.
Choi Da-eun gritted her teeth and retreated.
She rolled her feet two or three times to create distance.
But he wasn't one to let that happen.
The masked trash didn't miss the chance.
He charged in quickly.
Her body wasn't fully warmed up.
Unlike the masked trash who could pull tricks right before summoning, Choi Da-eun had to face him completely defenseless.
"Hup, hngh!"
Choi Da-eun moved roughly.
To avoid being grabbed by the masked trash, she twisted and contorted her body.
She dodged by a hair's breadth.
'...I'm still stronger for now.'
Her stats were higher.
And as her body warmed up, her senses sharpened.
At this rate, she felt like she could get through today unscathed.
"Today, I'm going to use Da-eun's pussy to feel refreshed. No, I have to."
"...What the hell are you saying."
Sweat from her forehead beaded at her chin.
Like dew clinging to a leaf, the droplet stretched long.
Drip, drip.
Suddenly, goosebumps rose.
Her sharp senses detected danger.
The floor was starting to turn sticky.
She noticed early, but that didn't mean she could escape.
The floor turned into quicksand, swallowing her feet.
In the blink of an eye, it went past her ankles to halfway up her calves.
From Choi Da-eun's view, it was sinking slowly.
"Ugh...! Ah...!"
Even pulling it out with effort changed nothing.
Stepping down with the other foot to escape just sucked it back in—pointless.
"Fuck... faaack...!"
"I got it for Da-eun. It's a trap that turns the area into a swamp."
"You fucker! You fucking bastard!"
"This cost a fortune. You can't even buy it with money."
The gap was closing, so she had been uneasy.
She hadn't expected to keep dodging around this small room until she could find and kill him...
She figured she'd get caught eventually, get raped again.
She had braced herself for it.
That's why she'd been taking birth control lately.
But that didn't erase her resentment.
She just accepted it stoically and used the anger as fuel.
The accumulated frustration lumped in her chest.
His cock dangled right in front of her eyes.
As Choi Da-eun sank into the floor, her eye level matched his crotch.
Up close, clear Cowper's fluid glistened at the tip of his glans.
"Da-eun, scream for me to save you, and I will. But you know you'll come out right into my grasp? You'll get fucked for real."
"...Shut up! I'd rather die than get fucked by you!"
"Oh, really?"
Even now, Choi Da-eun's body kept sinking.
The mushy floor swallowed her waist and even her breasts.
"Hahk, hahk."
Buried in the swamp, breathing was hard.
Shoulders, neck, mouth.
The swamp pressed down on her body.
Choi Da-eun glared at the masked trash and...
"!"
The moment the swamp covered her nose, her breath cut off.
She could see, but couldn't inhale air anymore.
It felt like someone was forcibly covering her nose and mouth—suffocating.
Holding your own breath was worlds apart from having it stolen forcibly.
The density of terror was vastly different.
'I don't want to die...!'
Choi Da-eun faced death.
She had boldly shouted at the masked trash.
That she'd rather die than get raped.
Choi Da-eun had been confident.
Confident—bordering on certainty—that the masked trash wouldn't kill her.
Her brash provocation led to realization.
A realization of how precious breathing was.
Tears welled in the corners of her eyes.
She didn't want to die.
No one wants to die— it was natural instinct.
Survival instinct.
Survival instinct is a sensation given equally to everyone.
Strong or weak, child or elder—everyone has it.
Choi Da-eun thrashed wildly in the swamp.
Flailing her already submerged limbs, she exerted every ounce of strength to survive.
"……!"
Her feet touched the bottom.
There was ground under the floor, land under the swamp.
The depth was exquisitely perfect.
On tiptoes, stretching fully, she could just barely breathe.
And it was exactly that.
Choi Da-eun rolled her feet with all her might.
She struggled desperately to gulp air.
"Heup!"
Air seeped deep into her lungs.
Successfully inhaling, oxygen reached her brain, and her stalled thoughts kicked back into gear.
At the boundary between life and death, Choi Da-eun confronted what she truly wanted.
It became clear.
She didn't want to die.
No other reasons—just didn't want to die.
The masked trash looked down at her.
Her nose submerged again.
She held on tiptoes, but couldn't do it forever.
She leaped up with full force again.
The viscosity was stronger than normal quicksand.
She could breathe maybe two more times at most.
Choi Da-eun shouted at the masked trash.
Flailing her arms, sputtering.
"S-save...! Save me...!"