Chapter 150
Chapter 150
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 150
Chapter Title: Dungeon Survival
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“I’m sorry. My brother-in-law has caused you trouble.”
“……”
It was unexpected.
I’d thought Han Su-ri would come at me with threats.
You think you can mess with my brother-in-law and keep hunting in one piece? Huh? Something like that. But instead, he apologized to me politely.
Even if there wasn’t a shred of remorse on his face.
“Hey, bro-in-law! Over here! Pull me out now that you’re here!”
“……As you can see, my brother-in-law is a bit immature. Including this time, he’s been locked up in here about three times. Still, he’s got decent skills, and he’s not a total lost cause, so I keep him around.”
Eun Sang-min was a 23-year-old college senior. Objectively speaking, awakening mana at that age was genius-level talent.
“But I heard Sung Yu-jin is an E-rank hunter.”
“That’s right.”
“You just got promoted recently, but my brother-in-law is C-rank. I heard you beat him in a fight… Is that true? Doesn’t that defy common sense?”
“Are you implying I’ve been hiding my true strength?”
“No mockery intended. I’m just so shocked I had to ask. And if it’s true… I’d love to bring you into our guild.”
“…Pardon?”
I blinked in disbelief. No way he’d scout the guy who beat up his brother-in-law right here.
Was he planning to recruit me just to screw me over later?
“Bro-in-law!”
“……21 years old. He can wield mana, beat a C-rank hunter, and his abilities are acceleration and lightning. From my perspective as a guild master, you’re a walking gold mine, Sung Yu-jin. No—a guaranteed lottery ticket. I don’t want to let you s—”
“Su-ri, Su-ri, Han Su-ri~.”
A man’s voice cut in. Han Su-ri’s face crumpled like a discarded tissue. But he quickly schooled it back to neutral and turned around.
“……What brings the Poison Beast of Jaun Guild here?”
“What do you think? Same reason as you. Came because my disciple caused trouble.”
It was Jin Woo-sung, master of Youngcheon Sword Gym. His daughter, Jin Se-young, stood beside him, arms crossed and glaring daggers at me.
I couldn’t call my parents for this, so I’d contacted Jin Se-young. It hadn’t escalated to needing a lawyer, and since it was hunter business, she’d be more help.
Didn’t expect Jin Woo-sung to tag along, though.
“Disciple?”
Han Su-ri glanced at me, then nodded.
“I see… That explains why a talent like this isn’t famous yet…”
Han Su-ri began preparing to take Eun Sang-min out.
“What? Long time no see, and you’re just leaving?”
“We’re not close enough for that, are we?”
“We worked together. That’s at least drinks, right?”
“We didn’t work together. We just happened to meet in the same dungeon.”
Han Su-ri called over an association staffer who’d been watching quietly and had them unlock Eun Sang-min’s cell.
“Let’s go, Sang-min. Please, can you stop causing trouble?”
“About this… Never mind.”
Eun Sang-min glanced at me before leaving.
“……You be the leader. And sorry about back then.”
Eun Sang-min trudged after Han Su-ri.
“Hey, bro-in-law. What’s the deal with that guy? He looks seriously strong.”
“Nothing. No relation.”
I looked away from Eun Sang-min. An apology now wouldn’t fix things. I had no intention of getting close to Eun Sang-mi.
‘You be the leader’? Guess he’s planning to join Dungeon Survival.
I didn’t like it, but his skills would be useful. Objectively, he was stronger than my teammate Han Ha-rin.
“Hey! Sung Yu-jin!”
Jin Se-young burst through the holding cell door, grabbed my collar, and shook me.
“…Ugh.”
“Fighting another hunter in the street! Do you know how shocked I was when I heard?! Any injuries?!”
“No injuries. I won.”
“Ugh, you little punk!”
I said it proudly, so she smacked my back. It stung like hell—probably infused with mana.
“Se-young, enough. Let’s go grab some meat. Dad’s hungry.”
“Dad, give him a stern talking-to! You’re the master of Youngcheon Sword Gym, even if just in name!”
Jin Woo-sung eyed me. His single right eye made my body tense up instinctively.
“You won, right? That’s what matters.”
“Winning isn’t the point!”
“Se-young, back in my day… When I was young, huh? We fought all the time. Guys fight sometimes. And he won. Good enough.”
“Argh, seriously!!”
As Jin Se-young scowled and fumed, he switched to a serious tone unlike his earlier playfulness.
“Cause trouble if you want. Just don’t kill anyone, and don’t lose.”
“…Yes, sir.”
“Good. You’re buying the meat. Winner pays.”
“Dad!!”
Slaaaam!
Jin Se-young’s flaming smash hit Jin Woo-sung’s back.
“Guhhh.”
The sound was way different from when she hit me.
I sat on my living room sofa, constantly checking the clock on my smartphone.
4:50 PM.
Only ten minutes until the appointment.
I wanted time to fly, but today it dragged unbearably slow.
Feels like a minute’s stretching to ten without even using Moment. Hurry up already.
I jittered my legs on the sofa, staring anxiously at my phone. I tried looking away, but my eyes snapped back.
After ten eternal minutes, it hit exactly 5:00.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang. I spoke into the intercom in a perfectly casual tone, like I hadn’t been waiting.
“Yes. Coming out now.”
Heart pounding, I opened the door. Han Ha-rin stood there in casual clothes, arms crossed.
“Come in, sunbae.”
“……Pardon the intrusion.”
She was the third woman to visit my place. First was Mom, second Jin Se-young.
“Something I need to do?”
“No. I’ve prepared everything. It’s a paid service, so of course I handled it all.”
Han Ha-rin was here for the special mana massage I’d mentioned at her place before.
Yesterday, for some reason, she’d called wanting one.
Probably bugged her that she couldn’t stop me and Eun Sang-min the other day.
She’d tried using her gravity field to intervene, but it did nothing. Mana overrides it unless she infuses it herself.
That must’ve fueled her mana obsession, leading to the call.
I’d charge her 15 million won for an hour-long session.
In other words, under the guise of a massage, I could legally grope Han Ha-rin!
Kuh… Damn, how’d I come up with this genius scam?
Scam.
The special mana massage was pure bullshit. No amount would awaken mana.
If she catches on, she’ll kill me…
With her personality, she wouldn’t let it slide. She could hire crime hunters or ask her sister, the rising S-rank Han A-young, to crush me.
……Screw it. Touching Han Ha-rin’s body? Worries later.
I steadied my breath. I was too excited about touching my first love. Had to play the pro here.
“By the way, sunbae, this special mana massage varies by person. I have great mana talent, so I awakened in a month… but for you, it might take two, even three months.”
“……Got it.”
“First, as discussed, change into something comfortable.”
“Just outer clothes off.”
She stripped off her outer layer right in front of me. I hoped for panties and bra, but underneath was blue training shorts to the knee—tight enough to show outlines—and a white T-shirt.
“Actually… Bare skin works best, but…”
“……”
Han Ha-rin shot me a glare.
“This’ll do fine.”
We’d agreed on boundaries beforehand. Two no-touch zones: chest and pelvis. Thighs were fair game, thankfully.
Huh. Thought E-cup clothed, but just a T-shirt and it looks off.
Her chest shocked me. Not smaller—no, bigger. Up close, it was obvious: compressed and sealed. At least G-cup monster tits.
“What now?”
“This room. All set up.”
I led her to the small room—usually junk storage, but cleaned and prepped for her.
Bed, table, orchids for decor. Plus a hidden ultra-HD camera from Code: XTK world.
“Bed’s a rush job for massage, might be uncomfortable.”
“Fine. Here?”
“Yes. Face down, please. Easier starting from the back.”
She lay prone as instructed. Chest lifted her waist a bit, but no issue.
I set a glass bottle of “massage oil”—holy water diluted with tap water—on the table.
“Starting now.”
“……”
I dipped my hands in the diluted holy water and reached for her feet. Safest spot.
Heh. Women’s bodies? I’m the expert.
Confident from tons of practice—unimaginable to most. Plus, in Baekhwan world, I’d practiced on Yuria in bed. Ended in sex, but she vouched for my skills.
I kneaded her feet with proper pressure, not forgetting mana.
Just emitting mana? Easy. But to sell it, gotta mimic a mana massage.
Her feet were small and pretty. Soft, elastic skin. No nail art, yet flawless.
Born perfect. Fitting my first love.
After feet, calves. No formal training, so drawing from experience and old videos.
AVs did it like this.
My hands moved to thighs. Her body twitched.
Confirmed: untouched purity.
Heh heh heh.
Erogenous Zone Amplification
Vitality continuously consumed.
My trusty fave skill: Erogenous Zone Amplification. Cheat in natural contact situations. Downside: drains me fast.
Damn. Knew this’d happen, should’ve maxed vitality over other stats…
Would’ve lasted longer.
I worked her thighs. Not as toned as Jin Se-young’s.
Han Ha-rin fights with gravity ability, not physical. Less body training, but no flab—evidence of some regimen.
“How’s it feel, sunbae? Sensing anything?”
“…No.”
As if. Two-plus minutes on thighs with amplification? She felt something.
Heh. Try this.
Targeting her armpit—one of them. Not abruptly. Start slow from back.
No ass touch? Shame… Huh?
Wet hands hit her back; white shirt soaked, revealing black bra.
Black! Girls match bra and panties… Black thong under those shorts, hugging that ass.
Hands from back to shoulders, then armpits.
“……Ngh.”
Reaction.
“Something wrong?”
“……Nothing. Keep going.”