Too Easy
The morning I woke up beside Min Seolah.
By now, Min Seolah no longer hurt my cock.
I’d accomplished so much in just one day.
We showered together, ate a half-assed meal, and left the house. From that point on, Min Seolah took the lead.
I didn’t know where these people met or gathered, after all.
So I followed wherever Min Seolah led me, all the way to some office on the outskirts of the city.
She said the place was like a rest stop they used whenever they needed somewhere empty.
A rest stop, for a place this big?
What kind of lives had these people been living? There was still so much I didn’t know.
“He’ll be here within an hour.”
“He’s coming alone, right?”
“Yes. They told him to come quietly and by himself. He seemed happy when I said it was something big.”
So he really did never miss out on anything that made money. Just like I’d heard.
“Tch. What am I supposed to do for an hour?”
I needed to kill time somehow.
There was nothing here.
It was a plain office, with nothing but desks and chairs, which meant the only thing I could do was look at Min Seolah’s face.
“Um... should I take care of you?”
Was she going all the way down this road?
I hadn’t exactly meant to make her like this, but somehow she’d become oddly specialized in it.
“It’d be awkward to do it with our clothes off... what if someone comes in?”
“Then I can just use my mouth for now.”
“Mm...”
Not bad.
If someone looked like they were coming, I could just rush and get dressed.
Chup, chup, chup, chup, chup.
“Ah... that feels good.”
This was happiness.
The hunter world’s idol was happily bobbing her head between my legs, working hard to please me. That was happiness.
And she seemed to be getting better at it, too.
As expected, practice made perfect.
Thirty minutes passed.
My seed filled Min Seolah’s mouth to the brim.
I’d told her she didn’t need to swallow it, but if she wanted to drink it anyway, there was nothing I could do.
After that, even the cleanup was handled perfectly.
The timing was excellent.
Ten minutes later, that bastard Yong-ho showed up carrying a huge greatsword.
“Seolah~ Huh? This bastard...”
“Oppa. Shut up and stand over there first.”
Her tone was completely different from when she spoke to me—cold and sharp.
Yong-ho seemed so used to that side of her that he didn’t question it at all and just went where she pointed.
“What, are we taking a picture? Out of nowhere?”
“Yeah. It’s important, so let’s get it done quickly.”
“Fine, whatever...”
Was this really okay to be this easy?
Min Seolah handled everything on her own.
I didn’t say a word, just stood there quietly and watched my footing until she was ready, then I took the photo.
Click!
It came out perfectly.
He even stood there smiling like I’d asked, so his whole frame fit neatly in the shot.
“Good grief... let’s go for now.”
“Yes, Oppa~”
Her voice had turned warm and affectionate again, completely unlike the one she’d used with Yong-ho.
Right. That was it.
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Back home, I took the film out.
Yong-ho was captured very nicely.
Now let’s call this bastard out.
[Target: Choi Yong-ho. Release him?]
“Release.”
The film vanished, and Yong-ho appeared.
For a moment he looked around in confusion, then he spotted Min Seolah and immediately started shouting.
“Seolah! What the hell is this? What did you do?”
I didn’t let it slide either.
“What the fuck is this bastard, now? I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch!”
“God, shut up. Just keep your mouth closed.”
My mouth... closed?
Only my eyes could blink. My mouth was shut tight and wouldn’t open.
“You could do that too?”
If I’d known sooner, I wouldn’t have had to take shit from Min Seolah yesterday.
No, that wasn’t true. I still needed to hear other things from Min Seolah, so maybe it was better this way.
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 10%]
“Huh? Already? What did I even do?”
Just making him close his mouth had pushed it to ten percent.
Min Seolah had been easy, too. Was submission usually this easy to raise? Or was it just because he was C-rank?
I still didn’t have anything to compare him to, so I couldn’t tell.
“How am I supposed to push this bastard’s submission higher...?”
I didn’t know. There had to be some kind of method.
I wanted to ask him about his friend, but if I let him open his mouth, he’d probably start acting like trash again, so I hesitated.
It’s not like he could hurt me anyway, but I still didn’t particularly feel like being cursed at.
“Sigh... whatever. You, face the floor.”
I didn’t want to just leave him standing there.
Since I didn’t know what else to do, I might as well at least put him through some drills.
He was a hunter, so it probably wouldn’t be that hard on him, but... it’d make me feel better, at least.
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 15%]
“Huh? Again?”
It went up. A little, but it went up.
After making him face the floor, the number rose.
This bastard... did it go up when I bullied him? Or when I humiliated him?
“Let’s just keep going.”
I had seven days.
Something would come to me in that time.
“Stand. Sit. Stand. Sit. Stand. Sit. Stand. Forward rest. Backward rest. Automatic!”
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 16%]
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 17%]
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 18%]
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 25%]
It did go up after all.
After making him roll through nearly three hours of punishment drills, it had risen.
But it wouldn’t budge past twenty-five percent.
This must be the limit, then.
Yong-ho, who had been crawling around for three hours, now looked at me like he wanted to kill me with his eyes.
His mouth was still sealed, but he was probably cursing me out in his head.
“What else do I need to do to make it rise again...?”
I still couldn’t think of anything.
The evening was getting dark, and I didn’t want to spend all my time on this bastard.
I couldn’t just waste the whole day on him when Min Seolah was right there, staring only at me.
“Let’s shower first.”
“I’ll get ready.”
“Huh? Oh. Sure.”
At Min Seolah’s words, Yong-ho’s eyes went wide.
He’d probably suspected something was off for a while now, but he couldn’t have guessed it was this far gone.
Even though he was under my control too, there was no way he didn’t realize Min Seolah was moving of her own accord.
“Want me to unclamp your mouth for a bit?”
Nod, nod.
“If you swear or start yelling, I’ll shut it again, got it?”
Nod, nod.
I let him speak.
He took one breath, like a seal being popped open, and his jaw loosened.
He must’ve been having a hard time with it all being forced shut.
“Why did you kill my friend?”
“Your friend?”
“The porter you killed a while ago!”
“Oh? Ah! That porter. Right! You! I remember now. You’re that porter bastard who survived that day, aren’t you?”
“...You’re only figuring that out now?”
“Why would I bother remembering you?”
What a bastard.
He’d had someone killed because he didn’t like the way his eyes looked?
I wanted to kill him on the spot, but my own strength wasn’t enough.
Maybe I could make Min Seolah do it?
Still, since he was in a state of obedience, he’d been spilling everything pretty smoothly, but his attitude was still trash.
I’d heard what I needed to hear, so I didn’t want to let him keep running his mouth.
So I sealed him up again.
“Having him just stand there like this is annoying too...”
Even if I couldn’t kill him with my own hands, I still wanted to land a blow somehow.
I put off the idea of borrowing Min Seolah’s hands to kill him for later.
Before that, I was going to take everything he had.
He said he had money, didn’t he? I’d strip him bare.
“Oppa. I’m ready.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
I tossed off my clothes, left myself wearing nothing but my underwear, and headed toward the bathroom.
Then a good idea suddenly came to me.
“Take everything off and run outside.”
He looked like his eyes might pop out of his skull.
Was it that shocking?
“Strip completely naked. Every last piece. Then run outside for thirty minutes. I’ll let you keep the greatsword.”
He undressed.
Yong-ho started stripping at once.
“Ghh... my eyes. Goddamn it.”
I hurried into the bathroom and handed my body over to Min Seolah’s hands.
And a little while later, I heard the door opening.
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[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 55%]
“Bwahaha. So that’s it. It must be humiliating. A guy like that, running around with a greatsword on his bare ass? He’s going to soak up every last pair of eyes in the neighborhood.”
Thirty percent, all at once.
I could picture it perfectly now: that giant bastard, nearly two meters tall, running naked around the neighborhood.
Luckily, there weren’t many hunters near our place, so there probably wouldn’t be anyone to make a fuss.
He was even carrying a greatsword. What ordinary person would dare say anything to him?
“That oppa has a really strong sense of pride.”
“Yeah? Then I should keep attacking that angle.”
I’d learned something useful.
Yong-ho didn’t come back until my shower was finished.
Damn it. I hadn’t wanted to leave the bathroom first.
If I went out, I’d have to see that bastard naked.
“...Should I put out clothes?”
Crime in this neighborhood wasn’t exactly great, so if you left something out, it usually got stolen in a heartbeat... but whatever. They weren’t mine anyway.
Better than seeing something grotesque.
I tossed all his clothes outside and lay down on the bed, waiting for Min Seolah to come out.
A little later, a noisy commotion came from outside.
Probably Yong-ho returning.
The rustling sounded like he was finding his clothes and putting them on.
When the door opened and he came in, he was fully dressed again.
Thank God. I didn’t have to see anything nasty.
“Did you run well? People loved it, right?”
His eyes looked... softer now.
Something must’ve happened outside. He’d gone around the block and come back a good little lamb.
Not long after Yong-ho returned, the water sounds from the bathroom stopped.
Min Seolah must’ve finished showering too.
“Hey. Turn around. What are you trying to look at?”
There was no way Min Seolah would come out wearing clothes.
After making her come out like that yesterday, it seemed to have become a lesson.
When the bathroom door opened, sure enough, she was naked.
“Oppa~”
She jumped straight onto the bed and wrapped her mouth around me, kissing my body all over.
Chup, chup, chup, chup, chup.
I could see Yong-ho flinch.
I’d turned around, so he couldn’t see it, but he must’ve roughly guessed what was going on.
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 58%]
“Why the hell is this bastard going up so slowly...?”
If it was going to rise, it should rise properly.
But that was premature impatience.
I should’ve realized this hadn’t even really started yet.
Chup, chup, chup, chup, chup.
As the sound of a cock being sucked echoed through the whole room, Yong-ho’s body visibly trembled.
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 73%]
“Look at this bastard.”
He seemed pretty worked up by what Min Seolah and I were doing.
Could it be... that?
“Seolah. That bastard seems interested in you. Did you know?”
“Mm? Wup-wup.”
With my cock in her mouth, she nodded.
Right. That must’ve been it. That had to be why he was changing like this.
Then if I pushed things a little further, would there be another change?
I waited calmly.
What was the rush?
I still had time. Six days left.
Though judging by how fast the submission level was rising, it looked like this would end quickly... even so, I had time to spare.
Min Seolah, who’d been working my cock diligently, climbed up on top of me.
She took it inside herself on her own and dropped down with a soft thud.
“Ahhh! Ahh. Oppa, I like it! Ah!”
She’d turned into a total little flirt.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.
The sound of her hips slamming against my body rang out wetly and heavily.
Each time, Yong-ho’s body trembled in sharp little jerks.
He wouldn’t actually break, would he?
He’d said he’d obey under any circumstances, so that shouldn’t happen... but it was still kind of scary.
This time, it felt like Min Seolah was going all the way.
She wasn’t showing any signs of stopping.
I was starting to come myself, so there was no reason to change positions now.
A little more time passed.
Then I felt my cock growing heavy and full, right to the edge.
“Ahhh! Haaah. Ngh. Hah. Oppa. Please cum for me! Put it inside me!”
“Yeah. Here it comes.”
Fwoosh—fwoosh—fwoosh.
“Haaahhhh! I-it’s hot. It keeps coming in.”
[Choi Yong-ho: Submission Level 91%]
What a shame. I didn’t get to see the ending.
It would’ve been nice if it could’ve finished here.
“Haaah. Haaah. Haaah. Oppa... your... yours...”
Min Seolah slid down and moved between my legs.
She shoved my cock, now smeared with semen, into her mouth and worked her tongue around it eagerly.
Just as I was enjoying the tingling rush of the finish, a good idea suddenly struck me.
The more I thought about it, the more it looked possible.
“I think I can finish this thing off.”
Tomorrow morning, I’d see the end of Yong-ho.
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