Chapter 83
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 83
Chapter Title: Noona
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"Wh-what are you talking about all of a sudden?"
Even staying together for three days had been pure torture, and now she wanted to move in here permanently!
After clearing her plate, Joo-young spoke in a calm voice.
"Exactly what I said. You need my help anyway. Even if you use points to get your original body back, there'll still be risks. As the Association President, I need to keep an eye on you."
"..."
She wasn't wrong. I couldn't hide in this underground bunker forever.
Once I gathered enough points for smooth public activities, I'd have to show my face to the media again and clear dungeons to maintain my ranking.
Plus, there was an international tournament coming up in a few weeks. In this situation, having Association President Yoon Joo-young looking out for me would be helpful. But.
Helpful was helpful, but did that mean we had to live together?
"That doesn't mean we have to live here together..."
"Oh. I'm just staying here because I like it."
"You like it?"
"Yeah. It's fucking huge, and the facilities are top-notch. Way better than my mansion. A bit dark and drab, sure, but that's just a matter of decorating. Oh, and I already moved all your bedding over too."
What.
She'd already moved my stuff.
I looked where Joo-young pointed, and there were several large suitcases already inside.
Well, she had changed into casual clothes, and she'd brought ingredients we didn't have in the bunker, so she must have moved her things then.
But seriously moving in here? Was she planning to live together like some couple?
'...I'm screwed.'
Three days I could endure somehow, but a life constantly with her... it'd be hell.
A slave life where she blackmails me with nude videos and I do whatever she says.
The problem was, I had no means to resist her.
The videos were backed up long ago. No deleting them.
In the end, I couldn't even return to my original body and would be stuck living in this shota form with her in this bunker...
She wasn't touching me now, but someday those demon hands might reach out and fuck me over.
If my Virgin Arts broke and I lost all my power, I'd truly become a powerless ordinary person.
My life would be over...
"Ugh..."
I hung my head low.
Even if I gathered 10 billion points and fully returned to my original body, there was no hope anymore.
I'd be her slave for life...
As I slumped in despair, she narrowed her eyes and glared at me.
"What. You hate living with me that much?"
"Honestly... I'm scared."
"Scared of what?"
Joo-young's eyes sharpened sharply, irritably.
That glare alone was fucking terrifying.
Living with her was like a herbivore and carnivore sharing a cage. I was the frail gazelle, Joo-young the starving tiger. That's how it felt.
I'd have to live worrying every moment that she'd devour me.
"Just... everything."
"My very existence scares you?"
"Y-yeah."
"Whose fault is that? It's all your karma."
"Well... yeah."
I grew up in an orphanage.
I first met Joo-young at the Hunter Training Academy.
I couldn't afford such an expensive school, but thanks to my noona... who had left the orphanage before me, I successfully transferred in.
Academy life was tough due to my gynophobia, but I never lost the top spot. My innate mana manipulation talent was exceptional.
In the process, friction with Joo-young, who vied for first place, was inevitable. She too had incredible mana talent and physical prowess from childhood.
Conflicts built up as we competed for number one.
Looking back now, they were trivial, but my gynophobia prevented me from treating her kindly, so the grudges grew, deepening the emotional rift.
We graduated somehow, but academy life wasn't the end.
As top-tier hunters, we'd clash often.
Even after graduation, as active hunters, we butted heads constantly, until the pent-up conflicts exploded.
My unique weapon, Ice Dragon Regale's Fang.
During its legendary item distribution, we clashed, and fueled by past grudges, we fought big time.
A battle between Hunter Ranking 1st and 2nd.
Though I won, the urgent situation made me lose control, seriously injuring Joo-young.
'She coughed up a bucket of blood.'
Not visible externally, but the mana backlash damaged her mana heart irreparably.
This wasn't publicized, but it forced her to quit hunting.
'Well... she's still strong despite the injury.'
Even with her damaged mana heart, she could slaughter lesser foes, but frontline life-risk battles like her prime were impossible.
After retiring from hunting, she joined the Association.
Her nature always pursued the top, so if not number one hunter, then top administrator.
Within years of retiring, she became Association President... that's the whole story.
"..."
I explained roughly, but episodes with her were countless.
Anyway, her retirement was my fault. No words could refute that.
"S-sorry."
"No need to apologize. I'll get it all back from you. With hefty interest."
"...!"
My eyes widened, and she tilted her head slightly.
"What. You think I'm helping out of pure kindness?"
"W-well, no, but you're the Association President and all. In that sense too."
"Sure, that's part of it, but the main goal is revenge. Remember that."
Tap tap.
Joo-young tapped her phone on the table.
She had my nude videos, so behave.
"Or should I film your original body?"
"Ugh... no..."
Shota nudes were bad enough, but original body nudes? I couldn't show my face anywhere, let alone hunt.
"Anyway, no complaints, got it?"
"..."
Not no complaints, just can't voice them.
"Wanna go out? Staying cooped up is stuffy."
I rode Joo-young's sports car back to Seoul.
Fully disguised, she dragged the shota me around everywhere.
Hat, sunglasses, mask.
Even fully disguised, her radiant looks drew attention, but no one suspected the Hunter Association President and Sword Ghost hanging with a puny boy like me.
I wanted to revert outside, but she refused, fearing I'd bolt. Transformation permission on hold until custom mana restraints arrived to fully bind my main body. Thorough as ever.
So we watched movies, hit cafes, dined at a fancy hotel restaurant.
A date(?) that was long if long, short if short.
Dragged around, but surprisingly not bad.
Maybe I had a thing for older noonas taking the lead?
Well... after all the events, even new tastes could form.
Suddenly turned shota, fucked by women whenever.
"Agh. Vacation over already."
That evening.
Joo-young reclined the sports car seat fully and stretched languidly.
Her three-day vacation from grueling work ended today. Back to backlog tomorrow.
"...Sounds rough. What now?"
"Dunno. Fuck. You going missing was chaos enough, then I vanish on leave. Must be pandemonium. They're probably digging everywhere."
"Wait... we already busted?"
Hunter Association's tracking was elite. Dedicated agency for ability criminals.
If they wanted, they could tail Joo-young. If not scared of repercussions.
"Nah. If busted, paparazzi would swarm already. Switched cars too."
Hoooohn!
She slammed the luxury marque horn center.
Loud noise echoed in the empty lot.
Joo-young vented briefly, then sighed.
"Just in case, scrapped station CCTVs too. As long as you don't show your face, we're golden."
She side-eyed me.
"...Honestly, you look just like kid you. Anyone who knew your childhood face might recognize. Cover up good."
"Y-yeah."
I pulled my mask up over my nose.
"If busted, say hidden son or brother. Not my problem."
What.
So irresponsible.
I flinched, and she plopped a hand on my head.
"Kidding. Let's go."
I struggled the sports car door open and stepped out.
High-end mansion like mine. Her place. She grumbled, but made bank.
Her annual taxes alone could buy a Seoul apartment.
Following Joo-young to her mansion.
Creak.
"...Who's there."
Leading Joo-young halted abruptly, glaring at the elevator entrance.
Tense unusually, shielding me behind her.
I peeked from behind her ass.
'Yoon Joo-young tense? Who the hell.'
Couldn't mana-detect in this body, curious.
Then, a familiar voice from beyond.
"It's me. Long time, Joo-young."
"!"
That voice made my eyes snap open, body stiffening.
'Th-that voice.'
Click.
High heels followed, and from the darkness emerged a figure.
She removed her sunglasses, smiling enigmatically.
"!"
A voice and face I could never forget.
The one called Noona.
My orphanage big sis from childhood, current Hunter Association Chief Secretary, Lee Seo-ah, had appeared.