Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Neighbor Noona
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The feel of their asses came through the gaps in their clothes.
Ugh...
This is fucking hot too.
I glanced at her reflection in the window by the door, and she seemed to be enjoying it too, subtly.
For a moment...
Our eyes met in the glass.
I flashed her a casual smile again, nothing awkward about it.
She smiled back.
Whoa...
And then...
I felt her hand on my dick.
She'd reached back and grabbed it.
But...
She wasn't just stroking it over my pants.
Ziiiip...
She was finding the zipper on my pants.
Bold as hell, she unzipped them and pulled my dick out.
And then...
She slipped it between her ass cheeks under her skirt.
Ugh...
Crazy...
In that instant.
The soft flesh of her thighs pressed against my glans.
And the warm, damp heat of her pussy came through her panties.
The train was packed with people, so no one noticed what we were doing.
Rumble...
The train shook again, and I pushed deeper between her legs.
Warm and wet sensations seeped through from her panties.
Her pussy was leaking juices, it seemed.
Her thigh flesh teased my shaft...
And the warm, moist aura of her pussy enveloped my glans.
Ugh...
This sensation too...
I felt like I was gonna blow again any second.
Suddenly, something hot and wet touched my glans.
She'd pulled her panties aside and pressed her bare pussy right against it.
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
"Mmph... mmph..."
She clamped her mouth shut to stifle her moans of pleasure.
As her pussy made bare contact, an uncontrollable wave of ecstasy crashed over me.
A subway, a public place.
The tension of all these people around.
All of it amplified the pleasure even more.
In that moment...
I felt another woman's ass pressing against my own from behind.
The girl behind me had started grinding her ass in earnest.
Firm asses pressing from front and back...
Haa...
I'm losing my mind...
I grabbed the nearby pole.
And held on as best I could.
Rumble!
The train jolted hard once more.
Squelch...
Ugh...
For a split second, I felt her pussy hole.
This was definitely the hole.
Not just rubbing against her pussy—it felt like my glans was being squeezed tight by the entrance.
She was trying to push my dick into her pussy opening.
Haa...
Even just dipping in and out of the entrance sent waves of insane pleasure through me.
But the position from behind wasn't quite right, so it kept slipping out without going in.
Maybe because of that, she seemed to give up on inserting it.
This time, instead of pushing the glans in, she started grinding against it.
Slap!... slap... slap...
Ugh...
My glans smacked against her entrance, making wet pussy sounds.
"Mmph... mmph... mmph..."
She desperately muffled herself while refusing to let go of my dick.
No, she sped up even more.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Ughhh...
I gripped the pole tighter.
The pleasure kept building.
Not my whole shaft, but my glans...
Especially the slit—insane ecstasy concentrated there.
Her hand moved even faster.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
My glans was swollen to the limit from the extreme pleasure.
The building urge to cum overwhelmed me.
Ugh...
Ughhh...
Here it comes...
"Ugh..."
Spurt... spurt... spurt...
In the end...
I couldn't hold back and let it all out explosively.
Luckily, I didn't creampie inside her pussy—I shot it outside.
Her hand squeezed tight, catching all my cum.
Every spurt brought strong pressure from her grip.
It felt like cumming inside a pussy each time my dick swelled and erupted.
Haa...
Feels so good...
She finally let go of her mouth, and I heard her ragged breathing.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
This stop is Gangdong-gu Office Station. Doors will open on the right.
Right on cue, the announcement played, masking her heavy breaths.
The train pulled into the next station, and people started pouring out.
That kept our little act from drawing eyes.
I quickly tucked my dick away and followed the crowd off.
Looking back...
She was still leaning against the train, catching her breath in the afterglow of her orgasm.
And a bit of cum was trickling down her thighs.
I left her behind and walked out of the station without a second thought.
I wanted to fuck her, but the risk of her passing out from a creampie made it too dangerous.
Better to play it safe until I could zero out the blackout time.
Out of the station, I hailed a taxi.
And headed straight home.
OOO Villa.
The taxi stopped in front of a small, rundown villa.
I got out and stared at the shabby building.
Back home after just one day, but it felt like I'd been gone forever.
Opening the front door, the house felt empty.
No one around.
Just my parents' photo on the living room wall keeping watch.
Guess I'm not meant to have parents in this life either.
Orphan in my past life, orphan here too.
And only for the last few years.
I hung the parents' photo back on the wall and turned around—
"Eek! You scared me!"
The Reaper was standing right behind me without a sound.
"Say something if you're here! You startled me!"
"Ahem... ahem... You seemed lost in memories..."
I sat on the living room sofa and eyed the Reaper.
He was still standing in the middle of the room.
"Sit down."
"I'm fine standing."
"Whatever makes you comfortable."
"Standing's easier. Anyway, why'd you summon me this time?"
I liked how he skipped the small talk and got straight to it.
"I have a mountain of questions, but let's start with the urgent ones."
"Got it. I'll answer what I know."
I leaned back deep into the sofa, getting comfortable.
And cut straight to the chase with the Reaper.
"Do you lose memories of your past life when you reincarnate?"
"Yes. That's the natural order."
He answered without hesitation.
"But people remember their reincarnation perks and requests from before, right?"
"That's not memory—it's illusion. Like a dream from the reincarnation process."
"What? You mean it's not real memory, just delusion?"
I blurted it out without thinking.
"Exactly."
All those complaints on the Reincarnation Gallery about botched reincarnations...
All just delusions from the reincarnators.
"Then what about me? I remember everything up to my past life."
"You're the admin, aren't you? Gallery Administrator. You're the exception."
"Huh? What does that mean... What's the Gallery Admin got to do with it?"
"Our side botched your Death Registry due to an admin error. You chose 'administrator' as your job, so the Supreme Emperor appointed you as this world's admin."
Gallery Admin means admin of the living world...
Damn...
That explains it.
Something felt off back then.
"What about Kim Ji-woo's complaint then?"
"The Supreme Emperor's testing a new method to ease reincarnators' suffering in their next lives."
"That's the sub quests?"
"Yes."
"But why do I have to fix it?"
"You're the admin. The only living world admin. Who else?"
Damn.
The Jade Emperor dragged me into this mess.
"So complaint quests will keep coming?"
"You could say that."
"Hah... Aren't you guys working me too hard?"
"You got perks, didn't you?"
The Reaper continued impassively.
"Honestly, isn't this better than your loser past life?"
Loser life...
He hit right where it hurt.
I just stared at the Reaper quietly.
He gazed back with an unreadable expression.
"What happens if I don't resolve the complaints?"
"Your admin privileges get revoked."
"Admin privileges... You mean Kang Cheol-su's Status Window?"
"Yes."
If I lose Kang Cheol-su's Status Window, I'm stuck with the lame Kang In-ham's. Damn.
"Fine. I'll handle the complaints. But..."
"But?"
"Clean them up nicely into a quest list."
"Quest list?"
The Reaper tilted his head.
"So I can process them faster."
"Ah! Right. I'll sort it neatly."
I was annoyed and just wanted to send the Reaper packing.
"Alright, off you go."
"Thanks. See you next time."
"Yeah. Not going far."
Whoosh—
The Reaper vanished silently.
At least I can pick quests from a list... Best I can hope for. Damn.
I checked the sub quest window.
But no list yet.
Typical...
Bureaucrats.
While waiting for the quest list, I checked my busted phone.
Screen was toast, but the device still worked.
I got up from the sofa, went to my room, and booted the computer.
Transferred data from the broken phone to a new one.
Swapped the SIM too.
Hit power, and it booted up.
Missed calls: just one.
Only one person.
Nam So-yeon.
Thinking of Nam So-yeon brought back memories of her one by one.
25 years old, living next door. Aspiring web novel writer.
Close with my family.
Took care of me after my parents passed.
Closest woman in my memories right now.
I hit call immediately.
She picked up the second it rang.
"Yeah, In-ham?"
"Hey, noona. You called?"
"Yeah... No reply to texts, so... What happened yesterday?"
"Nothing. All good."
"Glad to hear. Eaten?"
"Nah, about to."
"Come over then."
"On my way."
"Okay."
Call ended. I changed into comfy clothes and headed out.
Rang the next-door doorbell.
"Come in, In-ham."
The door opened, revealing Nam So-yeon.
Stepping inside, a familiar smell hit me.
Rice cooking, mixed with cozy warmth.
"Don't bother with shoes. Just leave 'em."
"Got it."
Nam So-yeon headed to the kitchen naturally, and I followed.
Her firm ass cheeks peeked from her short pants.
"Still working out, noona?"
"Of course. Stuck at home all day—gotta exercise."
She opened the rice cooker with a sigh-like laugh.
"Writing going well?"
"Nah. Stuck lately."
She's a fifth-year struggling writer, barely scraping by living expenses.
Silence fell for a moment.
She scooped rice into bowls, set out sides on the table.
"Sit."
"Okay."
She seemed to be losing her passion for writing more and more with age.
"In-ham. College prep going okay?"
"What prep? Just show up."
"Right... When's orientation?"
"Next week."
She set rice in front of me.
"Thanks for the meal, noona."
"Eat up."
"Will do."
She sat across from me.
What the...
This woman...
Makeup on, which she never did.
And red lipstick too.
Nam So-yeon's face was fully made up.
And...
She plopped her big, juicy tits right on the table.
Whoa... damn.
Pink nipples too...