I Almost Got Fucked Upon Our First Meeting
Not this crap!
Give me a skill I actually need right now, you stupid notification window!
"A cock this big... it's my first time... *slurp*... *gulp*..."
Jin Suhui began sucking my dick again.
Isn't she under the effect of No Questions Asked!? Then my commands... Ah, I can't speak because of the ball gag.
What the hell is wrong with this crazy bitch?
Kidnapping someone out of nowhere, tying them up, and immediately sucking their dick.
She's on a completely different level from anyone I've met so far. Is it because she's an S-class villain?
"*Slurp*, *suck*, *slurp*—"
Maybe it's because my vision is blocked, but the sensation on my dick feels exceptionally vivid.
She had barely sucked it before I ejaculated right into her mouth.
Spurt, spurt...!
"*Slurp*, *slurp*... *gulp*."
Jin Suhui sucked my cock clean and swallowed the semen. The sound of it was crystal clear.
"Phew, *pant*... Incredible... How can a human's dick and semen taste like vanilla...?"
Well, that's because Sweetness after Bitterness is active.
"You... who on earth are you? Ever since I met you, the voice in my head has vanished. The burning lump in my chest is gone."
"......?"
What the hell is she talking about now?
Her hot hands cupped my cheeks. Since she had just touched my dick, a faint scent of vanilla drifted from them.
I'm glad I kept Sweetness after Bitterness active.
"Ah... You... who on earth are you?"
As she spoke, Jin Suhui pulled off my blindfold.
My eyes met her dark pupils beneath long eyelashes.
She unbuckled the ball gag as well.
Before I could even say a word, her lips crashed onto mine.
"*Mph*, *chu*—"
We tangled our tongues, kissing passionately for a long time. It was intense enough to make my dick stand erect again.
"*Chu*... *pant*, *pant*."
When Jin Suhui finally pulled her face away, a pink status window was floating above her head.
As expected, the charm effect had made her completely horny.
Is this bitch's taste like this?
It seemed she had an SM or femdom kink, tying a guy up and enjoying herself on top.
"Hey. Untie this."
"......Yes."
At my command, Jin Suhui flicked her finger.
With her touch, the handcuffs and shackles unlocked with a click. The iron chains clattered limply to the floor.
"Ah, damn... So this is how Juyeon felt?"
Rubbing my wrists, which were throbbing from being bound so tightly, I looked around.
The chair sat completely isolated in the middle of some warehouse.
Against one wall stood a red sofa and a table, while a bed and a wardrobe occupied the opposite side.
That was all there was in this space.
"What is this place?"
"It's my room."
"Your room? Not a warehouse?"
"Yes."
Jin Suhui nodded, her face looking seductive.
I pushed her aside and stood up.
"What is your name? What should I call you?"
"Jung Seonghyeok. Call me Master. More importantly, why did you kidnap me?"
"Ah, that bitch An Jueun was chasing me, so before I knew it... I just wanted to be alone with you, Master."
"But why did you tie me up?"
"I don't know either. I just felt like doing it."
Since she was under the influence of No Questions Asked!, she must be telling the truth. I guess she didn't even realize her own kinks.
The worst terrorist in history was answering my questions submissively.
Jin Suhui, whom no one could capture, was right in front of me.
If I turned this bitch in to the Association, I'd probably get billions of won in bounty money. Though my identity would be exposed to the entire world in return.
Still, my debt would be cleared instantly.
Well, I still had time, so I could decide on that slowly. For now, I decided to ask what I was curious about.
"You, the Seoul World Terror four years ago. That—"
"Four years ago... Ah, ah, ahhh..."
At those words, Jin Suhui's face contorted. Tears welled up in her eyes in an instant.
"Aaaaagh!"
She clutched her head and collapsed to the floor.
Why is she suddenly acting like this?
"Hey, hey, what's wrong?"
"I, me, I... that... wasn't me... No! It wasn't me! Nooooo!"
"What is it? What's going on?"
"Aaaaagh!"
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, mana erupted around her.
I had no choice but to back away from her.
The dark red mana, clearly visible to the naked eye, gouged the ground around her.
Holy shit. With my E- rank physical stats, if I got touched by that, I'd be crushed to death like getting caught in a hydraulic press.
"Aaaaagh! I, that was... it wasn't me...!"
Jin Suhui clutched her hair, tears streaming down her face.
She looked genuinely tormented.
Is she acting? No, I thought An Juyeon was acting too, but she was dead serious.
Then this... is also real?
If she says it wasn't her, does that mean someone else was controlling her?
"C-Calm down. Calm down and talk to me."
I am Therapist Jung.
A competent expert with a track record of saving a bitch who was already beyond saving.
I shall save even an S-class villain.
"I'll listen to you."
I stretched my hand out to her with the most benevolent expression I could muster. From a very safe distance, of course.
Her hands, which had been tearing at her hair, stopped, and she slowly raised her head.
Her black mascara was completely smudged by her tears. She looked exactly like a character from a morning soap opera.
"I-It wasn't me. I didn't do it. Really."
"Right, right. I get it, so tell me step by step. Shall we go sit on the sofa first?"
"*Sob*......"
Once Jin Suhui withdrew her mana, I crept closer to her.
She grabbed my hand. Her hand, which had been burning hot just moments ago, was now deathly cold.
As Jin Suhui struggled to stand, her outfit and figure finally caught my eye.
Oh, she's pretty.
Slender hands with red nail polish. A black sleeveless turtleneck paired with white skinny jeans.
One hem of the skinny jeans was torn, and she wasn't wearing any shoes.
She must have lost them during her fight with An Jueun earlier.
While her figure wasn't quite as voluptuous as An Juyeon's, she had a slender body with curves in all the right places.
She's so pretty, so why did she do her makeup like an old lady?
...I'm starting to want to make her my slave.
Once I make her my slave, I'll have to change her makeup style first. I can just leave it to our stylist, An Juyeon.
I'll listen to her story quickly, get it over with, and then shoot some blackmail footage.
I sat down on the sofa with my dick dangling. Jin Suhui sat beside me demurely.
She was a far cry from the woman who had scowled and spat curses at me the moment our eyes first met.
I pulled a few tissues from the box on the table and handed them to her, and she wiped her tears.
She was wearing quite a lot of accessories. Bracelets on her wrists, earrings, a necklace, and even rings.
Given the complete lack of design consistency, they all seemed to be items.
"Before we talk, are those items?"
I gestured with my chin toward her bracelet, and she looked down at it and nodded.
"...*Sniffle*, yes."
"Give them to me."
I held out my hand with a grin. But Jin Suhui shook her head.
"......It's impossible."
"Impossible?"
"*Sniffle*... Yes. They're soulbound. Everything I'm wearing is S-class soulbound equipment."
"Ah."
So soulbinding exists.
I guess getting free loot isn't that easy.
"Then... may I speak?"
"Sure, sure. Where were we?"
"I haven't said anything yet..."
"Ah. Sorry."
"......First of all, I had a younger brother. Jin Suchan. He was a kind, cute boy who followed me everywhere. We awakened at the same time. And... after that, I have no memory."
"No memory?"
At my question, Jin Suhui's hands trembled violently.
"I do... I mean, I remember bits and pieces... but only in fragments... The things I did... the faces of the people dying by my hands... only things like that... Argh!"
Tears streamed down her face once again.
Looking at her like this, she seemed like a fragile young girl.
Why did this vicious terrorist keep overlapping with An Juyeon in my mind?
No memory... Was she really being controlled by someone?
The theory of Jin Suhui being mind-controlled rapidly rose to the surface.
But who could control an S-class like her? And how?
...I don't know. Jin Suhui is giving me too little to go on.
As I patted her back, Jin Suhui buried her face in my chest and sobbed.
"......"
But this scene feels strangely familiar.
A dark place.
Someone was sitting in front of three large monitors.
The gleam in their eyes as they watched the monitors was unusual.
"Hmm."
Their gaze lingered on one of the monitors for a long time.
On the monitor, a fierce battle between Jin Suhui and An Jueun was unfolding. The screen turned pure white, then dyed deep red, repeating the cycle.
Jin Suhui was gradually gaining the upper hand. The S-class items she wore in abundance glowed brightly.
The items that had propelled Jin Suhui to S-class Rank 2 unleashed their mana, activating their effects.
Every time they did, An Jueun retreated, using movement skills to widen the distance.
Jin Suhui's skill, Rose Thorn Wave, surged toward An Jueun.
The woman in the conspicuous bright yellow outfit vanished without a trace.
Immediately after, a massive pillar of ice tore through the thorny vines and shot upward.
An Jueun's invincibility skill, Absolute Ice Pillar.
Encased within it, An Jueun looked down, glaring at Jin Suhui with a heavily contorted face.
*Crash!*
"Jin Suhuiii!"
As the ice pillar shattered into pieces, An Jueun leaped into the sky. With a sharp rustle, ice arrows wrapped around her wrists like bracelets.
*Thud-thud-thud-thud!*
Jin Suhui easily dodged the arrows raining down like a storm.
The blue-silver ice arrows embedded themselves into the thorny vines, freezing the surroundings.
It was due to An Jueun's passive skill, Ice Arrow.
Jin Suhui's high heel stepped onto a spot that had already been frozen by the embedded arrows.
At that moment—
*Boom!*
The embedded arrows detonated all at once.
The skill that detonated the arrows, Arrow Explosion.
"Ugh!"
"This is a skill I acquired recently."
As expected of the Soul Guild's raid leader, An Jueun had cleared towers and dungeons at a terrifying pace, gaining three more skills than she had four years ago.
The unexpected skill blew off Jin Suhui's ankle.
But it was only temporary; the severed part regenerated in an instant.
The clash between the two continued. The upper hand shifted back and forth by the second.
An Jueun leaped into the air once more. The moment Jin Suhui rose with her thorny vines to seize her—
A smirk spread across An Jueun's face.
A point-blank arrow bombardment.
Jin Suhui barely managed to block it, but the recoil sent her crashing through the ceiling of the Association Exchange.
Regaining her senses immediately, Jin Suhui stood up and locked eyes with a man.
"Hmm?"
Right after, the monitor flickered with static and went black.
The watcher's eyes widened in surprise.
They tapped the keyboard in front of them, but the screen showed no signs of turning back on.
Consternation settled on the face of the person who slumped back in their chair.
"What in the world... How on earth...?"