Chapter 268
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 268
Chapter Title: 267. How Can I Hold Back on This Pussy?
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“Shu, isn't this exam too much?!”
“What's so excessive about it?”
After starting the exam, Shu returned to the admin room, where one of the waiting angels glared at him and shouted.
Even at the angel's outcry, Shu just smirked, crumpling his hat down over his eyes and playing dumb.
“Even for a 2nd-floor test, just doing nothing for 24 hours? Doesn't that stray way too far from Lord Yul's intentions?!”
“Why do you think this test deviates from Lord Yul's intentions?”
“Well, obviously...”
“You know the difference between the 2nd and 3rd floors isn't that big compared to the others, right?”
Shu cut the angel off with a beaming smile.
As Shu said, there wasn't much difference between the 2nd and 3rd floors.
Honestly, you could say the real tower began at the 5th floor—even up to the 4th was fair game.
Anyone could climb to the 5th... but from there, climbers split into those who could keep going and those who couldn't.
“If I gave a test like 'pass if you can breathe,' it still wouldn't deviate from Lord Yul's intentions.”
“Even so... if so many pass at once, won't the admins on the next floors be displeased? You know that, right?”
“Oh, don't worry about that!”
“.....?”
Shu told them not to worry after setting such a test.
The angel stared at him in utter confusion, unable to comprehend.
Shu pulled a staff from his pocket and pointed it at the massive screen in front of them.
“Looks like there are plenty of troublemakers in this exam. What you're worried about probably won't happen. Wanna bet my admin position on it?”
“N-No...”
“Hahaha! Just kidding. Don't make that face.”
The angel could only clamp their mouth shut as Shu spun in his chair, speaking brightly.
Even as a joke, no one could casually bet the admin role appointed by Lord Yul himself.
“......”
The angel folded their excited wings neatly and turned to watch the screen.
Impressive...
-Thud! Bam! Pow!
“Ugh...! Aaagh...!! I-I forfeit!!”
A bloodied man cried out his surrender, and suddenly, only I and that woman remained in this white room.
“Ptoo.”
The red-haired woman spat out the saliva pooled in her mouth from wounds during the fight, glaring at me fiercely.
I hadn't expected that the one cocky one after another... no, the bitch... would be her.
'If I have this room to myself, come at me all together.'
With those words, I'd provoked the climbers taking the test indiscriminately, picking fights left and right, turning the room into chaos in seconds.
I wasn't targeting just her—fights broke out among the others too.
In the midst of the mayhem, I'd made each one forfeit until only I—who wasn't fighting—and her, who kept coming at me, were left.
“Hah, hahah.”
The redhead who'd been glaring suddenly laughed at me.
Just as I thought she was crazy...
“You're a fun one.”
She spoke first, eyeing me.
Fun? What had I even done?
I'd just lain there watching the fights to kill time—nothing else.
“I was just lying there.”
“Lying still in this mess? That's fun enough. Plus...”
-Boom!
Her red hair whipped as she swung a fist at me.
My body reacted instinctively, dodging her punch effortlessly from my lying position.
Her fist smashed the wall with a deafening crash, but it didn't seem to hurt her.
“As I thought... these guys weren't enough, but you dodged my punch from that position. Fighting you should be pretty fun... Take this!!”
She grinned with delight, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
With nothing else to do, I treated it like a game, just dodging her fists.
-Crash! Bang! Boom!
“Grr...! Stop running and fight back!!”
She'd been laughing as she charged, but my constant dodging pissed her off, and she yelled.
Tired of just evading, I figured I'd humor her a bit.
-Smack.
“.....!”
I casually caught her thrusting fist.
She panicked, clearly not expecting it.
She strained her arm to pull free, but...
-Crack!
“Kek...!!”
I drove a perfect knee strike into her solar plexus—one that would impress any fighter.
The thrilling impact reverberated through my knee.
Her eyes glazed over like she'd passed out, so I released her fist.
-Thump—
“Sh-Shit...!”
“.....!”
I thought she'd blacked out, but she recovered her stance and attacked again.
Even with her eyes unfocused from the hit, sheer willpower kept her going—her pupils shook wildly.
Stunned by the unexpected counter, I...
-Slam!
Backhanded her head into the floor.
A massive thud echoed as she collapsed forward, out cold.
Keep acting tough without knowing your place, and man or woman, you get wrecked.
Equality and all that...
I'd held back, so probably just a mild concussion...
Just to check, I scanned her fallen body.
...Damn, what a body.
Her baggy clothes had hidden it, but face-down, her curves were on full display—killer figure.
“Hmm...”
Her hair was a wild mess, unkempt and spiky, but it suited her pretty face perfectly...
I'd pegged her as just a psycho bitch, but face and body were top-tier.
Great looks and figure, but missing a screw? A body and face like that, addicted to fighting...
“Hm?”
What's this?
A paper by her—wait, a photo?
It showed the redhead presumed to be her, grinning brightly with a smaller girl with orange-tinged red hair who looked like a little sister.
On the back: Marcia, Mara.
So the psycho's Marcia, and the sister-type's Mara...
“Ugh...”
Already coming to? She clutched her head and solar plexus where I'd hit, struggling up.
Passed out cold but refusing to admit defeat.
She distanced herself, prepping for round whatever.
“You're Marcia, right?”
“How the hell do you know my name...?”
She stared blankly—I'd never been told, after all.
“.....!”
She spotted the photo in my hand, panicking and patting herself down.
Then her face turned terrifying, beyond anything before.
“Hand over the photo.”
She demanded, charging at me.
“Tell me if the name's right, and I'll give it back.”
“Shut up and give it!!”
I'd teased her arrogance a bit, but it must be precious to her.
I didn't need it anyway.
As I extended it, she snatched it away.
She checked it over and over, sighed in relief once confirmed intact, and tucked it into her bosom.
“If it's that precious, why not keep it safe?”
“You sneaky bastard...”
“I just picked up what fell next to you. Isn't calling me a thief too much?”
I hadn't torn it or anything...
No idea why I was the sneaky one.
-Boom!
Marcia swung at me again.
Still coming at me?
“Lost and still charging?”
“Lost? I ain't lost till I'm dead... Shut up and fight!”
She'd keep coming till death?
Couldn't kill her for real, so I knocked her out lightly again.
But she woke right up and charged—repeat.
Zombie stamina; I was getting tired.
“Kyaaah...!”
“Guh...!”
“Urghhh.....”
Hours of this—her charging, me knocking her out.
The floating timer showed only about 15 hours left.
Still plenty, but time was flying.
And I was sick of this routine...
“Hah... huff...”
Marcia showed no signs of tiring, pressing on with her exhausted body.
“Grrraaah... guh... ack.....”
This time, I locked her in a headlock, squeezing her neck with my arm to cut off air.
Headlock on, secretly grinding my dick against her firm ass♥
She thrashed, her soft ass rubbing my cock, getting me half-hard.
Drip-drip—
“...Huh?”
Bladder full? She pissed herself gloriously as she passed out.
Steam rose from her soaked pants.
Does my headlock have a piss spell or something?
“Ugh... ughh...!!”
Later, she woke, face beet-red, stripping off pants and panties before charging bare.
More embarrassed by the beating and pissing than flashing her virgin-pink pussy.
“Die!!”
Her long legs and plump ass jiggled as she swung wildly.
No chance!
“Urghhh...”
She passed out again, legs splayed, pussy fully exposed.
This was basically begging to get fucked, right?
My dick strained against my pants, fully erect.
Old me would've railed this bitch ages ago...
But now I'm a dad.
Father to countless kids—I can't do immoral shit like rape...!
......
......
.....
-Squish♥
“Ahk...”
“Haa... how can I hold back on this pussy...”
Couldn't resist—I grabbed Marcia's legs and shoved my dick in.
Funny, blowing my load right after arriving in this world...
But fuck, this tight pussy is insane♥
Her strong personality matched her vice-grip pussy clenching my thick cock.
“Ugh... w-what the hell are you doing...?!”
She snapped awake from the penetration, scowling.
Ooh... awake and squeezing tighter...!
That irresistible grip forced my hips to move, slowly thrusting.
-Squelch...♥ Squelch...♥ Squelch...♥ Squelch...♥
“Ngh... ah... ahn... ngh... fuck...! Can't you stop?!”
“Oof! Pussy's too good—can't stop. Marcia...!”
“Fuck...! Stop, you bastard...! Hn... haa... yah...! Ah...! Ahhn......!”
She tried pushing me off, straining hard.
But exhausted, mid-fuck? No way she could budge me.
-Splat♥ Splat♥ Splat♥ Splat♥
“Nn, nn... ah... aahn.! F-Fuck...! Ahn...! Ahn...!”
I just pounded her harder.