Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Instinctively (2)
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Baek A-young immediately lowered her raised eyes back to normal and continued speaking with an innocent expression.
"Still, it's fine because I have so many teammates protecting me. We've been working together for a long time, so our teamwork is great. By the way, how's your teamwork with your dungeon training team, Ho-yeon?"
Her skill at changing the subject was no joke. It was just like Baek A-young, who managed to survive in the stuffy Hunter Association full of old folks.
"Honestly, it's not easy. Even with fellow students from the same class, our personalities don't mesh well. I can't imagine how active hunters manage. They have to sync up with complete strangers."
"Still, you're lucky, Ho-yeon. It's better to experience mismatched teammates at the academy beforehand. Out in the real field, there are people who make you wonder if they're deliberately trying to wipe out the team."
Ugh. Baek A-young shook her head vigorously, as if a bad memory had surfaced.
"Hearing it from a saintess who's actually out in the field really hits home."
"Hey, I told you not to call me that."
Baek A-young balled her fist and punched my shoulder.
Of course, it was a soft punch that didn't hurt.
"I hear you're a real jack-of-all-trades, Ho-yeon. Good grades, student council executive, solid training scores, and even volunteering on weekends. What are you, some kind of superhuman? I barely had time to study when I was at the academy."
"If you're going to hype me up like that, I guess I should say thanks. What can I say? That's just my personality."
"Your personality?"
It wasn't hard to pique Baek A-young's interest.
The kind of person she wanted was someone honest with their instincts.
Even better if they were driven by their desires and lacked self-control.
And if they had a manly, muscular build on top of that? Perfect.
In simple terms, she was a pervert who wanted to be crushed under a muscle pig faithful to its lusts.
My body was pretty, but these were nicely toned muscles—easy on the eyes.
Not quite the type Baek A-young craved.
Luckily, I had other strengths. I'd make up for the body with my face.
It worked in the original game, so it'd work here too.
"Yeah. When it comes to things I want to do, I don't compromise. I have to achieve them, no matter what. I have to get them."
"Hmm, I wonder why that is. Sharing desires is good, but being too faithful to them makes you a bad adult."
Even as she said that, she was fantasizing about getting raped by one.
She still didn't fully trust me yet.
For now, I'd have to dig a little deeper.
"I've been like that since I was a kid. Things were tough, so I couldn't have the food I wanted or the things I craved. I was around the same age as the kids at the orphanage back then, so you can imagine how sad that was."
I sniffled dramatically for effect.
Of course, I didn't remember a single thing about Lee Ho-yeon's past.
I'd grown up warm and cozy under good parents in my childhood.
"..."
Fortunately, Baek A-young picked up on the serious mood and waited quietly for me to continue.
"Before I knew it, I was an adult enrolled at the academy, and I'd become someone who had to get what he wanted and do what he desired, no exceptions."
"I see..."
Baek A-young looked at me with warm eyes and took my hand in hers.
Sudden skinship—my sob story was working well, which was nice, but...
'Why is she suddenly speaking casually?'
💖 Heroine Status 💖 [Baek A-young] ❤️ Favorability: 45 💋 Lust: 68 🍽️ Appetite: 60 😴 Fatigue: 40 Current Status: I need to comfort this kid with his sad backstory. Maybe I can make him my pet...? Baek A-young's favorability had risen to 45. It started at 30, so that was huge progress.
But why was her lust so high in the meantime? Had it been building up lately?
Anyway, time to wrap up the sob story.
I needed to upgrade my image from "sad kid" to "candidate who could pin me down."
"I don't want to miss out on academy life, I want to ace my exams, join the student council, and keep volunteering. I have to destroy what I hate and claim what I love. That's why I fought that demon."
"...It's okay. All that's left for you now, Ho-yeon, is success."
As she held my hand and met my eyes, Baek A-young suddenly gasped "Oh!" and let go.
"S-Sorry. I made a mistake. No, I messed up. I'm really sorry."
"Haha, no. I liked it too. And speak casually. You're my senior, after all."
"Y-You think so?"
Her lips were starting to curl up—she seemed pleased.
She really loved acting like the mature adult.
"Yes, of course."
"Thanks. You're cuter than you look, Ho-yeon. Total rascal, huh?"
"Nah, just a bit of a fool."
Baek A-young seemed lost in thought for a moment.
"Hmm, still pretty cool, though. Honestly, I like personalities like that... Ah, it's kinda hot, isn't it?"
Baek A-young muttered "So hot..." to herself and undid two buttons on her shirt blouse.
It was March, sure, and the weather was mild, but not hot enough for that.
I felt her gaze lingering on my face.
With two buttons undone, her cleavage was inevitably on display, and my eyes naturally drifted there.
I deliberately fixed my gaze on her chest.
Making sure she felt my stare clearly.
After staring blatantly at her cleavage for a few seconds, I looked up—and our eyes met.
She continued the conversation as if she didn't care that I was ogling her chest.
"Even with that personality, you're good at self-control. If everything you 'have to do' is studying, student council, volunteering, and hunting demons, you're not a fool—you're just too damn nice."
She had a point.
But that "do whatever I want" personality was a setup I just made up, so what could I do?
I'd lived pretty virtuously. Becoming a bad guy wasn't easy after deciding to.
Still, staring at Baek A-young's chest sparked a good excuse.
"So far, everything I've wanted has been legal. But if the next thing I want turns out to be illegal..."
Smoothly.
I slid my gaze back to her still-exposed cleavage.
Staring openly at a woman's chest mid-conversation? Utterly shameless.
And I'd pulled it off.
"I guess I don't know myself that well either."
"Heh...?"
As expected, Baek A-young didn't mind. If anything, she seemed intrigued.
"You know I'm joking, right?"
"Of course. But aren't you teasing this adult a bit too much? Anyone else would've gotten chewed out."
It was an enormous breach of etiquette, obviously.
The walls of society and law that Baek A-young hated most. The leash of morals and reason.
Paradoxically, she obeyed them better than anyone.
She acted rationally harder than anyone to avoid disappointing the gazes, respect, the name "saintess," and all the expectations placed on her.
Her true nature was a woman lost in primal urges—man's instincts, desires, lust.
That's why I showed my desires more boldly.
With no prying eyes and an opponent who sensed instincts like her own, she'd enjoy it.
"This conversation's been really fun today."
Baek A-young's eyes curved into smooth arcs.
⚙ QUEST COMPLETE! ⚙ Quest Cleared! 💖 Heroine Status 💖 [Baek A-young] ❤️ Favorability: 50 💋 Lust: 70 🍽️ Appetite: 60 😴 Fatigue: 40 Current Status: Maybe he's already all grown up. 'Perfect.'
I really had a talent for sob stories.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Good, good."
Things were going well.
The special quest required taking the virginities of three heroines.
I'd already claimed Lucy and Lumi's, so Baek A-young was the last one.
Fortunately, I'd succeeded in piquing her interest.
We'd talked for a while, even if it was about trivial stuff.
After a few hours of chatting, Baek A-young said she had to go and stood up. I handed out snacks to the kids and left the orphanage.
It was 5 p.m. now.
A bit early for dinner, but not bad.
"One whole chicken to go, please."
Oh, should I get something for Liliana too?
If she doesn't eat it, I'll just have two. I can force it down.
To avoid any sulking if I ate alone, I ordered an extra one.
"Um, excuse me...?"
"Yes?"
"Y-You're Public Relations Officer Lee Ho-yeon, right? I'm a huge fan...! If it's not too much trouble, could you sign this?"
Some woman had appeared out of nowhere, holding out her smartwatch. I just wrote my name and "Be happy!" She squealed and vanished.
It'd been a while since I started PR work, but it was still surprising people recognized me.
Definitely more since the filming.
"No more shoots coming up? The student council only meets once a month—feels like a guilty conscience."
PR connected me to Elise and Moon Soo-rin, two heroines, so it was getting important.
"Feels weird. Like I'm a celebrity or something."
Come to think of it, did Liliana go live today?
I checked her broadcast channel on my smartwatch.
Sure enough, no stream again.
"This is seriously not okay. If you're not making money from broadcasts, you're just a freeloader."
Say something if you're sick, or come out and play pet if you're not. But no!
I grabbed the bagged chicken and headed back to the dorm.
Ding-
I opened the familiar door. It was quiet inside, as expected.
I went straight to Liliana's room and knocked.
Knock knock.
"Liliana! Got chicken—wanna eat together?"
"...Sorry. I'll eat it alone later."
"Is something really up with you? Just tell me—it's fine. Did you gamble or something?"
"It's not that."
"Sigh... Sorry, but as your contractor, I have a duty to manage and care for you."
"I said no!"
What the hell? Did her rebellious phase hit after 50 years of lounging?
'Just open if I say open—why so chatty?'
Click!
Frustrated, I grumbled internally, and the door opened.
Liliana was in a gray T-shirt that hung to her hips, with nothing but underwear below—a comfy home outfit.
"Huh? Wh-What? What the—!"
Slam!
Liliana, startled by the sudden opening, slammed the door shut again.
"Y-You! I commanded you!"
"No, I didn't. You just opened it yourself."
"My body moved on its own! It was you, you pervert bastard!"
Hm, back to cursing—back to normal.
"I didn't say anything. Okay, here goes. Liliana, open the door."
Click!
The gray tee and underwear greeted me again.
"Y-You crazy bastard! I-I'm not even dressed!"
"Then put on clothes and come out."
Slam!
Liliana obeyed my command and closed the door.
I pondered amid the sounds of her grabbing clothes and occasional curses from inside.
'Why has the contract power gotten so strong?'
I remembered clearly.
The contents of the Hell's Tyrant Contract.
- Article 1: The contractor may issue weak commands to the summon, and the summon must obey. However, the stronger the bond with the summon, the greater the command authority.
I had no idea what could have deepened my bond with Liliana to strengthen the commands.
If anything, it should've weakened.
No events that would strengthen it.
Anyway, not a bad thing.
My command authority was much stronger now—Liliana would obey most orders.
I felt it deeply.
If she kept stonewalling when we talked face-to-face, I'd command the truth out of her.
The room went quiet. Soon, Liliana emerged in tracksuit pants.
"..."
"Liliana, what's going on lately? No streams, no coming out. Let's talk it out if you have complaints. Is it still about Lucy? I told you, that was the only way."
"No, it's not that..."
"Fine. I need to check your room first."
Who knows what weird stuff she was up to.
She didn't seem inclined to tell me herself, so I had to check for suspicious or dangerous items.
"N-No! Absolutely not! Are you trying to die?!"
"Liliana. Stay put."
I infused my voice with mana and headed to the room.
I entered what used to be my room but was now Liliana's.
It felt nostalgic after so long.
But the moment I crossed the threshold, an intense sweet scent hit me.
"What the...?"
Especially the bed.
It reeked overwhelmingly sweet, and the room was thick with humidity. The sheets were soaked, like someone had spilled water three days ago.
"What is this?"
"I-I was just exercising alone and sweated! Nothing weird—get out!"
Liliana had followed and was grabbing my arm, trying to drag me out.
What the hell had she been doing to sweat that much?
I was worried she wasn't on some weird drugs.
If her health suffered, it'd be on me. Couldn't let that happen.
"Liliana, tell me honestly before I command you. What have you been doing in here?"
"Get out. Please, just go... Please..."
"Liliana. Tell me in detail, from start to finish, everything you did in this room for the past three days."
I poured nearly half my mana into my voice. That should do it.
I hated pushing this far, but Liliana's state was clearly abnormal. Something was off—that much was certain.
Despair flickered across Liliana's face at my command, and she slowly began to speak.
"I-I masturbated alone... For three days... Day one, I sniffed your cadet uniform while rubbing my clit. Day two, I stuffed your panties in my mouth and sucked them while gripping your uniform against my pussy... Day three, no more scent on the clothes, so I pictured you shoving your dick into Lucy and fingered my pussy..."
"...?"
What? Masturbating? With my cadet uniform?
Wait, huh?
My brain glitched from the flood of incomprehensible info. I needed to ask again...
"A-Argh! Y-You fucking bastard! D-Die! Die! Get chewed up by hellhounds! Get your ass reamed by an incubus! Pervert scum!"
"...Uh, um..."
Liliana screamed with a flushed red face.
I had no idea how to respond.
No, she'd called me a lust-crazed pervert, but she'd been fingering herself for three days straight.
What kind of succubus pervert was this?
"I-I said I masturbated, but th-that's not true? Uh... Er..."
Liliana fanned her hot face as she stammered.
"...Yeah."
"You know this, right...? Y-You know I hate this stuff! Say something!"
"Y-Yeah. I know."
Even as she spoke, Liliana's pupils trembled more and more. I was starting to feel sorry for her.
Well, it was a relief in a way. No dangerous stuff. I'd just been drinking my own kimchi soup.
I was about to offer some awkward consolation when...
"Th-This is all wrong... I-I didn't mean... Y-You... Hic. Sob! You bastard... Sniff... It's all your fault! And now you do this to me! Why... Why summon me from my good life and make me like this... Why? Sob... Hic... Sniff!"
Suddenly, Liliana burst into tears.
Huh? Wait a sec.
It's not pre-cum, right?