Dark Moon

I thought back over everything I'd gained from the World of Radiant Ascension.

First, the points.

Seeing more than ten thousand points filled me with a quiet sense of satisfaction. The real question was where to spend them. There were too many things I wanted to do, and too many things I could do.

Should I just raise my stats after all?

I shook my head. Right now, I didn't feel like my stats were lacking in any way.

No rush. I'm getting stronger faster than anyone else as it is.

Maybe it was because I'd just come out of the World of Radiant Ascension, but technique felt more important than raw physical power.

Traits or skills, then. What needs raising…

I stared at the Master-rank trait. What I was really thinking about, though, was Noecheonryu.

Can I even use Noecheonryu with my real body? …Yeah. Probably not.

What would I need to use Noecheonryu?

The answer came easily.

Lightning Qi.

I needed to handle lightning better than I did now.

In other words, I need to raise the level of Lightning.

"……."

A full ten thousand points. The cost ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to raise the level was so steep I hesitated.

Even if I push Lightning to 11, that doesn't mean I'll suddenly be able to learn Noecheonryu.

The reason I'd successfully mastered Noecheonryu in Radiant Ascension was because the Heavenly Steel Star System had been helping me. In that world, thanks to the system, I'd possessed a talent for martial arts that my real self simply didn't have.

…I do have Time of the Genius, but that isn't a real solution either.

I acknowledged Yuria's talent. Among every amusement world I'd visited, I'd never met anyone more gifted than her. Even so, her talent had limits. I couldn't imagine even Yuria mastering Noecheonryu in a mere ten seconds.

After turning it over for a long while, I decided to at least try Noecheonryu once.

…I'll circulate my energy according to Noecheonryu's formulas. It'll almost certainly fail a hundred percent of the time, but at least I'll get a rough sense of what's missing.

I settled myself in the middle of the living room.

Unlike the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, Noecheonryu wasn't dangerous, so I wasn't particularly worried. If things went wrong, I could just stop.

I recited the formulas of Noecheonryu and began circulating my mana.

Crack. Crackle.

About thirty minutes later, current sparked across my body. Noecheonryu was responding!

CRACKLE-ZZZT!

But that was as far as it went.

Noecheonryu only reacted. It wouldn't advance any further. At this rate, it was worse than simply training Yeongcheonryu.

Lightning…. I need to hold lightning inside me. No—I need to become lightning…

Impossible.

Noecheonryu only answered with brief static, like a weak electric shock.

After two more hours of focused effort, I shook my head and dropped onto the sofa.

As expected, I need to raise Lightning's level…

I was just letting out a sigh when my smartphone vibrated and a message appeared.

"…So it works this way too."

It wasn't strange. When I'd first acquired Yeongcheonryu, a message had popped up just as abruptly.

I wanted to hit yes right then and evolve the trait into Noecheonryu, but I didn't have enough points.

The only way to farm points was to enter an amusement world and act.

Take it slow? Hilarious. I was completely hooked on Noecheonryu right now.

There's a way.

Dark Moon.

Thanks to the mountain of penalties hanging over that amusement world, the point payout was far more generous than in other worlds.

…I'm doing it. I was planning to enter the Dark Moon world soon anyway. Having a reason to farm points is fine. First I'll mess around a bit…

I was about to close the app when my eyes landed on the random draw.

The random draw is an investment. Who knows—I might pull a new ability or some incredible item.

I licked my lips.

A hundred points.

Just a hundred points.

This is the same as investing in stocks. …No. It's way better than stocks. I don't actually lose anything. Even the most useless junk still comes out of the draw.

I hit the random draw.

And I got wrecked.

Not just wrecked—spectacularly wrecked.

I spent a hundred points and the best thing I got was a Lure Fishhook…. How many of these do I already have?

I ground my teeth. The whole thing felt rigged. The higher my level climbed, the more the random draw's odds seemed to abandon all sense of decency.

Did the chance of pulling good items or skills drop just because my level went up?

It was hard not to suspect as much.

…Whatever. At least break even.

Another hundred points vanished.

More junk. With a stiff face, I kept hitting the random draw.

Break even… I have to break even. And it's about time something useful showed up. I'm not asking for much. Just give me a Spring of Youth or something…!

I kept drawing in a state of rising anxiety. Then, after burning through 460 points, I hit the jackpot. An actual skill came out.

"Now that's a killer skill. If my cum tastes good… women are going to line up just to suck my cock. A skill this good needs its level raised right away."

That surprised me a little.

Level 1 already demanding 300 points.

My hand, however, had already pressed YES.

Three hundred points? I can earn that in a second.

Time didn't flow while I was inside an amusement world.

"Oh?"

Unusually, the skill's name had changed as the level rose, and a new ability had appeared.

I already had this one.

Hero's Testicles. I could already impregnate any woman I'd been with, whenever I wanted.

"Ohh!"

An incredible ability had appeared. I almost wanted to run straight over to Han Harin's place and test it right then and there!

It'll change again this time. My heart's pounding just wondering what ability will show up next. Let's go!

"……."

I was a little disappointed. I'd been hoping the semen would pick up an aphrodisiac effect.

It's already Master rank, so I can't raise it any further. Well, it's not bad. It says it has a good effect on my kids.

Positively affects the fetus. The description was so broad I had no idea what the ability actually did.

It'll be a good effect, I'm sure. Still—I just burned 2,260 points in a fit of impulse.

……Future me can deal with it.

Two days later, I entered the Dark Moon world.

???

Seated in a chair, I stared up at the ceiling with my mouth open, quietly letting out the hot breath rising from my chest.

I let my gaze drop. Between my legs was a head of pink hair. Soft, glossy pink strands swayed with a sensual rhythm. I felt a small pang of regret that the hair was shorter than I'd expected, and reached out.

When I brushed the pink locks aside, the face hidden beneath them came into view. Pale skin, catlike eyes. A beauty who looked like she had a strong personality. Even with my cock in her mouth, her looks weren't diminished in the slightest.

"Slurp… mmph… suck… mmm."

Lexy—my marksmanship instructor and my superior—pulled my cock from her mouth. The shaft, hard as an iron rod, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stood so tall it covered half her face. She stuck out her tongue and lapped at the head.

"…Lexy-noona. What's with you today? You've been sucking my cock for a full hour. Aren't we supposed to be training?"

"Your scores are excellent, so it's fine. It's just the two of us here—no one's going to say a word. And today, I'm not going to be able to focus on training anyway."

"Is my cock that good? Good enough to ditch work over?"

"Yeah. More precisely, it's not your cock—it's your cum that tastes good."

"…Are you serious?"

I looked at Lexy with open suspicion. Up until yesterday, she hadn't particularly enjoyed swallowing. She liked giving head because it got her worked up, but whenever I came in her mouth she spat everything out.

"Yesterday it was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just okay… but today it tastes amazing. How do I put it. Like drinking some rare, high-end beverage? Mmm…. Or like the juice of some expensive fruit."

"…So my cock turned into premium fruit…?"

"That's how it feels. The actual taste is still cum. Maybe I've sucked you so much my palate changed. You know how the same food can be love-or-hate depending on the person. Like mint chocolate."

"…I don't like mint chocolate."

That was a lie. I didn't just dislike it—I despised it. Just imagining it made me want to gag.

"Come on, hurry up and cum. I'll drink every last drop."

Lexy swallowed my cock in one go. She bobbed her head, working the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠shaft. I bit my lower lip and tried to hold out, but I was genuinely at my limit. My cock pulsed and emptied into her mouth. Lexy gulped it down without spilling a drop.

My spent cock slipped free of her lips and dropped. I sat there dazed, completely drained.

"Mmm. Still delicious. It's definitely that fishy taste, and yet… why does it taste so good. Number 211. You can go again, right?"

"No. Impossible. I already came three times in a row."

Lexy didn't believe me. She stuck out her tongue and licked my soft cock as if coaxing it. The cock that had just finished twitched.

"…Why won't it get hard? I want more cum."

"I'm seriously wiped. Cut me some slack. Just ten minutes."

"Fine, I guess."

Lexy pulled away from my cock. She gave me a meaningful smile and took something from her pocket. A brown glass bottle. Some unidentifiable liquid sloshed inside.

"Here. A present from your noona. Drink it now."

"……What is this?"

"A stamina tonic."

"……."

I drank it immediately.

The tonic's effect was absolute. That day, I came inside Lexy nine more times.