Divine Seat
“How did you regress?”
I had known that question was coming. And of course, I already had an answer prepared.
Regression.
Rumors of an Awakened with the power to regress had floated around the internet a few times, but nothing had ever been confirmed. People just spouted nonsense after reading novels for fun. For the record, I was one of the candidates they named. My growth had been a little too exceptional, after all.
“Selbretina. The goddess who stands against the Evil God sent me back.”
“Why you? Wouldn’t it have been more useful to regress someone with real influence—an S-Class Hunter like my sister, or the Association President?”
That was an unexpected question. And a perfectly reasonable one.
I spun the gears in my head.
I might not look it, but I was someone who steadily enjoyed web novels and comics every single day. Fabricating a lie that fit the situation was well within my abilities.
“I-It’s because my mental strength is outstanding. You saw the video earlier, right? Everyone else went insane, but I was fine. I’m the only one who can stand against Bramasen.”
“Hmm… That goddess Selbretina is suspicious too. She’s not a goddess of Earth, is she?”
“The truth is, dungeons are connected to other worlds.”
“…So those hypotheses some people keep shouting about were right.”
Han Harin crossed her arms and sank into thought. I tensed. She didn’t seem to believe me completely.
“The evidence you showed me. All of it could have been fabricated.”
She had a point.
In this age of advanced technology, a well-made composite photo was hard to distinguish, and CG, if someone put their mind to it, was no different from reality.
“I’ll show you definitive proof that I came from the future.”
“…Definitive proof?”
“You just have to experience something that will happen in the future yourself.”
I stood up from my seat.
“Let’s go, Harin. I’ll show you the proof that I really did regress.”
I brought Han Harin to the Bukchon Hanok Village in Seoul. Attractive traditional houses lined the streets. Being a Sunday, there were quite a lot of people around.
After getting out of the car, Han Harin stood beside me and peered at her smartphone. An article was displayed on the screen. An article from the future.
“Harin. We’ve got some time left, so let’s grab a meal first.”
“Don’t speak casually.”
“…Huh? It’s just the two of us right now.”
“We’re outside where people are walking around.”
“Ah, yes. Noona.”
I nodded and did as Han Harin wanted. There was no need to get hung up on speech patterns. No matter how I spoke, the fact that Han Harin was my woman wouldn’t change. And this was part of her charm too.
I held out my arm to her.
“….”
After a brief hesitation, Han Harin linked her arm with mine. Her large breasts squished softly against my arm. We went on a date just like any other couple.
Time passed, and it became 10 p.m. I led Han Harin to a certain café.
Han Harin checked her smartphone. On the screen was a photo of the future article.
Around 10 p.m., a Gas Bird terror attack at a café in Bukchon Hanok Village! Four dead in massive fire!
Gas Bird.
A bird composed of gas. A Ghost-type monster famous online as a suicide bird, ranked E-Class. Even though it was E-Class, its gaseous body and the massive explosion from its self-destruction made it a troublesome monster to deal with.
…The Association completely failed to predict or respond to the Gas Bird’s movements. It was unavoidable. Because a Gas Bird’s body is made of gas, it is difficult to detect with the Association’s technology.
According to the Association’s statement, the Gas Bird is believed to have come from China rather than a Korean dungeon.
Ever since the large-scale dungeon break that had occurred in China last time, Chinese monsters occasionally made their way to Korea. For monsters that could fly like the Gas Bird, the distance between Korea and China wasn’t much of a burden. Though more of them swam across the sea.
“Harin noona. It’s here.”
A pale, hazy object was visible in the night sky. The clouds were especially thick today, so even I wouldn’t have spotted it without focusing properly.
“It… really came?”
Han Harin’s mouth fell open in shock. I felt an odd sense of pride.
“I was right, wasn’t I? I really did regress thirty days into the past.”
“…Yeah. After confirming it like this, I can’t not believe you.”
The Gas Bird circled around and around. The fact that Harin and I were here was something that hadn’t happened before the regression. The future had changed; it might fly off somewhere else.
“H-Hey, what’s that in the sky?”
“I-Is that a monster?”
“Oppa! I’m scared!”
“What the hell is the Association doing?!”
The surroundings erupted into chaos in an instant.
Civilians reacted in two ways: either they ducked into buildings, or they ran away like mad.
The Gas Bird that had been circling the sky suddenly stopped. The commotion had stimulated it. It flew straight toward the café.
I stayed put without intervening. There was no need for me to step in. When it came to a Gas Bird, Han Harin was far more suited to the job than I was.
Han Harin raised her hand toward the Gas Bird. Its movement froze midair.
“Huh? Harin noona. What did you just do? That wasn’t telekinesis, right?”
“I just used gravity like telekinesis. They’re similar in that both are invisible forces.”
Han Harin closed her open palm into a fist. The Gas Bird couldn’t even self-destruct; it simply turned into gas and vanished into the air.
“You can use it that way too. Did you come up with that yourself?”
“No. I learned it at Suwol Guild. They told me not to put limits on my ability. Maybe you could do it too.”
The name Suwol Guild made sense. Setting aside their corruption, Suwol Guild was the second-largest guild in Korea. Their power and know-how were the real deal.
A few minutes later, Association staff came running in a panic, and Han Harin received a reward.
After that, we returned to Han Harin’s house. Since there was no one nearby and it was just the two of us, I switched to casual speech.
“Harin. How about it? Do you believe me now?”
“…You don’t have to ask again. I already said I believed you earlier.”
“That’s a relief. Speaking as someone from the future, Suwol Guild is never a good place. Even if not right now, they’re definitely going to cause an incident later. Both you and Ayeong noona need to leave Suwol Guild.”
I spent a full thirty minutes explaining just how untrustworthy the bastards at Suwol Guild were.
“Haa. Seong Yujin. Stop. I don’t trust Suwol Guild that much either. But right now I can’t leave because of the contract. I have to stay with Suwol Guild for at least two more years.”
“That’s… unavoidable. So while you’re there, let’s suck them dry to the marrow. Ayeong noona needs to leave Suwol Guild too.”
“I don’t know what my sister thinks, but she still has over three years left until her re-contract. She’s received a lot of support from Suwol Guild, and they won’t let Ayeong noona go easily.”
Harin was right. Han Ayeong had become the core of Suwol Guild. If she left, their reputation would slowly decline. Suwol Guild couldn’t possibly be unaware of that.
“A way… I have to find a way.”
I muttered and sank into thought. The future evidence I had alone wasn’t enough to destroy Suwol Guild. They wielded influence even over the upper ranks of the Association, so Baek Jieun’s power wouldn’t work either.
Just as my worries were deepening, Han Harin approached me where I sat on the sofa and pulled me into her arms. Nestled against her chest, I widened my eyes and looked up at her.
“I understand that the future me died. That’s why today’s you is acting strange. Seong Yujin, listen carefully. I’m not a helpless little kid. Now that I know I’m going to die in the future, I won’t die. So act like usual.”
“…I was completely acting like usual, though?”
“You were really weird today. Staring at me constantly is one thing… but following me all the way to the bathroom is weird.”
“….”
I stared intently at Han Harin’s face.
Her pale, dead face from the future overlapped with it.
“I’m fine.”
Han Harin said. It was nothing special, yet I felt a lump rise in my throat for no reason.
My hand touched her face. Soft, warm body heat transmitted through my palm. Han Harin was alive. She hugged my body even tighter. Feeling her scent and warmth, I spoke.
“…Before, I was too complacent. This time is different. I won’t even create situations where you’re in danger. Han Harin, I’m going to protect you.”
“Yeah. Protect me.”
I felt Han Harin’s breath. She was in my eyes, and I was in hers.
We closed our eyes and pressed our lips together. Our breaths overlapped. We kissed deeply again and again on the sofa. Her taste kept accumulating inside my mouth.
Eventually we headed for the bedroom. The path to the bedroom wasn’t smooth. We were too busy devouring each other’s mouths and stripping off clothes to think straight.
Once we reached the bed, I had Han Harin lie face-down. I slowly ran my palm down the small of her back. Smooth. Nothing caught.
“Hnnngh….”
After her slender waist came her large, well-shaped ass, which I stroked with my palm. Soft and springy—I wanted to keep touching it forever.
I grabbed her ass and spread it. Her cute little anus and wet pink pussy twitched open. I brought my tongue to her pussy. A familiar yet longed-for taste filled my mouth.
“Hnn! Ah… Ang!”
I tasted her pussy longer than usual. By the time I was satisfied, her pussy had already gone slack. Han Harin’s trembling waist was trying to sink down.
“Yujin… stop teasing me and put it in….”
Slap.
I smacked her ass. Han Harin’s sensitized body shuddered. Love juices dripped from her pussy hole onto the bed.
“Harin. Do that thing for me after so long.”
“Hnn….”
With her upper body buried in the bed, Han Harin pulled her own ass apart with trembling hands. The space between her cheeks became much clearer. Her anus twitched, and her pussy gaped as if speaking.
“Please put Yujin’s huge cock into Harin’s slutty pussy…. Harin’s exclusive pussy wants Yujin’s cock….”
I thrust my throbbing cock into Han Harin’s pussy.
Schlick.
A pussy that fit my cock perfectly.
“Haaaang! It’s full… packed in without a single gap! Hnnngh.”
I gripped her waist and leaned my upper body down. I licked between Han Harin’s neck and ear.
“Harin. Whose woman are you?”
“Ah, ahh…. Harin is… Yujin’s woman. My slutty pussy, my tits—everything is Yujin’s. Haaaang!”
Han Harin’s pussy clamped tight. She was getting more aroused by spouting filthy words herself. Of course she hadn’t been like that at first. I had trained her.
“That’s right. Harin. You’re mine. Stick out your tongue.”
“Eahh….”
Han Harin stuck out her tongue. I sucked on her light-pink tongue while pounding her pussy.
The atmosphere grew even stickier.
“Haaaaaaaaang!”
Monday, May 31st.
Han Harin left for Suwol Guild’s training grounds. Suwol Guild still grated on me, but there was no helping it. She gained a lot through them, after all.
I met with Park Suho. Park Suho’s face showed clear fatigue. He looked free, but he was actually extremely busy. He had to develop the city in the Tattoo World and handle Hunter work in the real world. On top of that, unlike my amusement app, time in neither world stopped.
“You look tired?”
“There’s a lot I have to do….”
“You’re not having any weird dreams or anything?”
“Weird dreams? Well… I dream sometimes, but nothing weird.”
It seemed the dream of Goddess Selbretina would come not now but in a few days. Or maybe tonight. Either way, it was good news for me. For the moment, I could judge that the situation wasn’t serious enough for Selbretina to warn Park Suho.
Selbretina opposing Bramasen is almost certain. The enemy of my enemy might not be a friend, but at least a business partner.
I wanted to meet Selbretina, but she wasn’t someone I could meet just because I wanted to.
If I stimulate Park Suho a little, Selbretina will notice me too, right? Does she already know?
I held out a tablet to Park Suho.
“A tablet? Why all of a sudden, hyung? Is it a present?”
“No. Watch the video on there. I found it on the internet last night…. Isn’t that you in it?”
“I’m in it? What kind of video…….”
Park Suho’s eyes bulged. His expression twisted with shock and embarrassment as he watched. It was quite a sight.
It was a video of three stone-statue women from the Gwangwon Sect having a sex party with three men including Park Suho. The faces were mosaicked. But the mosaics were so sparse that anyone who knew Park Suho would recognize him immediately. More than anything, what proved it was Park Suho were the tattoos on his body.
“Th-That’s not me in the video! It’s really not!!”
“But the face is completely you? The build is the same… and even the tattoos match.”
“I-I would never do something like this! Someone, someone is impersonating me!”
“Really not you?”
“Really not! I’ve never done anything like this!!”
“But it looks exactly like the thing of yours I saw before….”
“M-My thing is bigger than that!”
Park Suho desperately denied it. Even so, his pupils were shaking as if he was racking his brain, wondering whether he had actually made a mistake.
Looking at that Park Suho, I thought:
Right. Since I regressed, this bastard is still a virgin?
The day Park Suho went to the club with me was June 11th. He enjoyed himself with an orc woman and got fleeced of his money.
Park Suho regretted it like crazy afterward. From now on I shouldn’t take him to clubs. I have to protect his virginity.
In the video, Park Suho shouted:
“Huff, huff! I love you, Chun-hee! Even if the world ends I’ll love you!”
“Hey, Park Suho, how’s your girlfriend’s pussy grip?”
“It’s fucking amazing! Chun-hee’s pussy is the best pussy in the world!!”
The face of the Park Suho sitting in front of me went beyond shock and transformed into Munch’s The Scream.
“Nooooooooo!!”