Seed Shopping from the Master Farmer
Luckily, I'd chased Choi Eunji and Kim Chaerin out, so I finally had some time to myself. They'd pounded on the door like they were trying to break it down for a while, which honestly freaked me out a bit, but after about an hour of siege, things quieted down.
"S-see... see you... tomorrow!" Choi Eunji's voice trembled in a way that didn't suit her, though it kept sounding like "pussy... pussy..." for some reason I couldn't figure out.
"Oppa, me too! Me too!!!" Kim Chaerin's voice followed, a bit more spirited, and then the outside went silent.
'Phew... they're finally gone.' Honestly, if Kim Chaerin had really wanted to, she could've smashed the door to pieces, but thankfully, no such disaster happened. I let out a sigh of relief. It wouldn't have been weird if they'd crashed here for a day anyway. But not tonight. No way! I had mountains of stuff to do.
First, I sorted through the videos and photos I'd taken of Choi Eunji on my phone. Living alone with no girlfriend meant I could boldly double-click the "Jerk-Off Folder" on my monitor desktop and create a new subfolder inside. I named it proudly "1" and transferred all the videos and pics from my phone into it. My first woman. Saying it like that gives it some weight, so let's revise: the first woman I'd fucked. I didn't have a speck of feelings for Choi Eunji, but damn, it had felt good. When we were sharing that love—or whatever—I'd done everything she wanted, treating her like a woman I truly cherished. Kinda pervy? Nah, I'd nailed her rape fantasy perfectly, so I could strut with pride.
I renamed the video "Neighbor Uncle" and saved the pics showing her most intimate spots in explicit detail right alongside it.
'Should I watch it once before bed...?' Reliving our time together, I played the video. When she was screaming "don't do it for real," Choi Eunji perfectly embodied the married woman next door getting raped.
'Whoa... it really looks like she's being forced...' Twisting her body desperately, tears streaming down her face—I got totally sucked into her acting. My hand naturally grabbed a few tissues from the box on my desk. "Haa... Choi Eunji's pussy... looks so fucking pretty on screen... whoa... I was in there... haa... I really fucked the Saintess... holy shit... haa..." Just missionary had made me cum a few times already, but watching now, I regretted not trying other positions.
'Well, it was my first time too...' Just like it's important for women, guys have their firsts too. Stack up enough of those, and you'll be reborn as a skilled man.
'Mm...' Anyway, I ended up cumming before I could even finish the video.
"Haaah... no joke..." It was the first time I'd felt such an intense thrill jerking off alone. The orgasm was so powerful there was no post-nut clarity. That's how perfectly Choi Eunji acted like a woman truly being raped on screen. I got more immersed in her performance than in any famous porn star's rape scenes from my Jerk-Off Folder.
'She really should be an actress...' As the Saintess, she'd crush any movie. With acting skills this flawless, why wasn't she doing it?
'Isn't becoming a celebrity better than raiding dangerous dungeons?' Who knows. Her stats were low anyway, so joining a dungeon raid team would be tough. She might squeeze into a private guild's exploration team instead of the government one, but with that body, her life wouldn't be guaranteed. They'd probably assign awakeners to protect Saintess Choi Eunji, but dungeons were vast unknowns where new lands were still being discovered, and casualties happened every day. Even I stuck to the entrance instead of real dungeons because I valued my life.
'Eh, she'll figure it out... anyway, one more shot!' Maybe because I'd cum early, I stared blankly at the looping video until I got hard again. Hearing her moans and seeing those lewd expressions, how could I not?
'Her face, her body... impressive stuff.' If her personality wasn't shit, I might've fallen for her. Well, I did fall for her face at first, but two weeks together changed that. Anyway, I came hard one more time and crashed into bed.
'This was supposed to be the main event...' Lying there, I opened the Dungeon Shop and typed "FarmerMaster" into the search bar.
The products unfolded with a whoosh. Despite the insane prices, my idol was always swarmed with sell-outs. I nodded vigorously at the shop window of FarmerMaster, the frontrunner of rich farmers. I wasn't the only dungeon farmer awakener. There were a few in Korea that I knew of, and the most famous was FarmerMaster. He had tons of interviews and occasionally uploaded farming vids on NewTube—I'd grown my dreams of becoming a rich farmer watching those.
'My true master!' My role model and secret mentor. I checked the seeds at the bottom of his product list. I'd never had the cash before, but now with 100 million out of the 200 million reward from the Association deposited into my Dungeon Shop account, I could finally buy.
Using carrot and tomato seeds bought outside, I'd already grown "double delicious" veggies. Farming with FarmerMaster's seeds would let me grow veggies and fruits with crazy effects too.
I scrolled down with a drag.
I checked the listed seeds and added them all to my cart. Storing them in my inventory kept them fresh, so I'd plant them gradually. With money flowing, my heart felt full too. I wanted to rush into the dungeon and plant right away, but drowsiness hit hard. I hadn't slept properly in three days, and after sex plus jerking off... sleep overtook me.
Thud thud thud—
'No... hey... that position's too slutty...!!!'
Dream or reality blurring,
Thud thud thud—
……
Thud thud thud—
……F-fu…ck…
Thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud———
I'd just started drifting off... and seen something insane... but the mad door-pounding jolted me awake. Blinking groggily, morning sunlight blinded me through the window.
'What... already morning?' I must've been exhausted; even after sleeping, it felt like I hadn't. Eyes shut just moments ago, now morning already... hazy dream remnants. I checked my phone: 7:20 AM. Plenty of time before 9 AM dungeon entry... I could've slept 40 more minutes... but the pounding stole my morning nap. Amid rising irritation, a notification caught my eye.
Your 9 registered items have sold out!
To-carrot / 9 units
Did I see that wrong? Rubbed my eyes and looked again—still there. What the hell... Even amid the door nearly breaking—thud thud- thud thud- thud thud- thud thud- thud thud—now pounding in 2-beat rhythm—I irritably threw off the blanket and got up.
Ah... fuck... what is this...
'I jerked off and slept like that...!!!' Sticky fluids clinging to the sheets left me speechless.
"Hey...! Ho Tae!!! Get up!!!"
"Oppa get uppy!!!"
Crazy bitches invading my house at dawn, and before the door gave way, I had to tidy the blanket fast.
★ Steam rose invitingly from the potato stew.
"Uh... you said it was good yesterday, Ho Tae, so..."
"Packed tons of kimchi too! You wait just a biiiit!!!"
What were these two idiots doing? Hangover soup tastes best in an interrogation room... Sitting across from them at the table felt kinda like that anyway. Crime: "Jerked off, passed out, and had a wet dream"?
"But... what's that smell in the room? Sniff... haaaa..."
Ghost nose on her. Choi Eunji's sniffing made me inwardly flinch.
"Sniff— haa— sniff— haa—"
Kim Chaerin mimicking her almost got me hard again.
"Phew... so what brings you two here so early?"
"To eat... breakfast together."
"Me toooo~"
Sheesh... a bit absurd, but when was the last time I ate breakfast with someone? Living solo so long, days I even ate breakfast were rare.
'Not bad, actually...' Awkward with near-strangers, but the house felt warm—nice vibe.
"You two meet up separately to come here?"
Yesterday they'd glared like they wanted to devour each other, but seemed buddy-buddy now.
"Haa... dunno... ran into each other at the potato stew place of all spots..."
"No comment!"
Maybe not that close. Slurping broth, scooping a big bite of white rice,
"Uh... hey... no leftover veggies today, right?"
"Why... oh? All registered to the shop, so no smell to draw Jam Tigers today."
"Ah... okay...?"
After camping two nights from Jam Tigers, I figured she worried about another swarm from the smell. But why the disappointment? Anyway, we scarfed hearty potato stew for breakfast and headed to the dungeon.