Chapter 273
Chapter 273
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 273
Chapter Title: Doll Play
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“Your girlfriend’s pussy was fucking delicious.”
“Shut up...!!”
Misa shrieked in a fit of rage. She clearly hadn’t imagined I’d say something like that.
The thug froze for a split second, failing to process my words at first. Then his face twisted in fury as comprehension dawned.
“You little shit... Where do you get off saying crap like that...”
The thug growled. But he couldn’t hide the wild shaking in his eyes.
I didn’t respond. I just stared at him and cackled. Nothing more than mocking the bastard.
Grinding his teeth.
The thug turned his head to glare at Misa.
“Hey. Misa. That asshole’s spouting bullshit... Hey?”
Misa was fidgeting uncontrollably. Cold sweat dripped from her brow as her lips quivered. Like a criminal caught red-handed with her secret exposed.
At her reaction, the thug hurriedly reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
“Misa! It’s a lie, right?! Tell me straight!”
“......”
Misa opened her mouth, then closed it again, repeating the motion.
Lying in this situation and painting me as the liar was one option. But Misa wasn’t that stupid. The lie would only fuel the suspicion already brewing. If the thug cooled down and thought straight or did a little digging, it’d all come out.
“...Ken. It was to save you. I had no choice.”
“...Goddamn it...! You whored yourself out to that bastard to save me? You filthy slut!”
The thug spat curses as he shoved Misa away. But he staggered instead, his body condition far from normal. Right now, he was weaker than an ordinary person.
“...Ken.”
The thug slapped her hand away.
“Get lost! You damn bitch... I trusted you, and this is how you betray me?! Was that fucker’s dick that good?! Huh?!”
“Ken! Calm down and listen! I’ll explain everything! It was unavoidable to save you! If not for his potion...!”
“Shut up! You still sold your body in the end, didn’t you?! ...Urk?!”
Mid-shout at Misa, the thug collapsed to the floor with a thud. He coughed violently, blood mixing into the spittle.
“Ken!”
“D-Damn it...!”
The thug tried to rise, but his legs wouldn’t obey, buckling repeatedly. He’d been in a coma for days and only just woken up. It’d be weirder if he could move properly.
Misa rushed over to support him.
“Ken! Calm down! I’ll explain everything...! You can’t die in a place like this, right?!”
“......Urgh.”
The thug hung his head.
The misery and despair of selling his woman’s body to another man to prolong his own life washed over him. Even amid it all, he glared at me with hatred, but it wasn’t the least bit intimidating.
Even if he escapes here, I’ll head back to Korea, and that punk’s still just a C-rank Hunter.
Even if the Wind God Guild favored him, they wouldn’t risk an international incident over me. More importantly, their guild had Huka Shrine. Home to Japan’s next S-rank Hunter, Amatsuka Koyori.
This thug punk couldn’t surpass Koyori’s influence even if he came back from the dead.
The world valued one S-rank Hunter over a thousand A-ranks.
Once Koyori’s training ended and she obeyed my orders, a nobody like him could vanish without a trace.
“Hahaha. What a pathetic sight. Without Misa, you’d already be dead ten times over. You parasitic fuck.”
“You bastard...”
The thug trembled violently. His eyes bulged red from the strain. And in his stupidity, he fell for my taunt and forcibly drew up mana.
“Sung Yu-jin! Shut your mouth! Don’t you dare speak!”
Misa snapped in fury. But it was too late.
“Cough! Cough!”
The price for recklessly channeling mana in his wrecked state was brutal. His internal injuries flared up. His face paled to a deathly shade.
Looking at this guy really drives home how precious the Complete Recovery skill is. Heh heh heh.
I glanced sideways. While she fretted over supporting the thug, my eyes lingered on her tanned skin and massive G-cup breasts. Then I pulled a potion from my pocket.
“Guess you don’t need this anymore, huh?”
“......!”
“I lied last time about not having more. Of course I have spares. How many? That’s a secret... But that’s not the point right now, is it?”
The smile on my lips deepened. I dangled the potion teasingly at Misa and the thug. Slosh slosh. The red liquid swayed gently.
Misa glared at me, then bit her lip hard and lowered her eyes.
“...I need the potion... Please help...”
“M-Misa...! You don’t have to bow to him! This wound’ll heal after a day’s rest! Cough!”
The thug shouted through bloodied coughs. It only backfired. Misa’s head drooped further.
“Misa!”
“...Ken. We have to survive first. We can’t die here. I can endure my body getting dirty, but I can’t bear you dying.”
“Urghhh...”
They gazed at each other tenderly. It felt like watching a drama, but I was starting to get bored.
I spoke to Misa.
“Misa. If you want the potion... you know you have to show some sincerity, right?”
“...Th-That’s...”
Misa’s eyes wavered. I nodded toward the thug beside her. He was drenched in cold sweat, breathing raggedly. Blood seeped anew from the bandaged gash on his side. Anyone could see it was dire.
“If you don’t want to, fine. One less burden’s good for me and you.”
“......”
Misa gritted her teeth. She gently lowered the thug she’d been supporting to the floor. After staring down at Ken quietly, resolve hardened in her eyes as she stood.
And she began stripping off her clothes and underwear.
I nodded as her tanned naked body came into view.
“Still ridiculously huge tits. No matter how many times I see ’em, it’s just awe-inspiring. And that pussy... Heh. Pubes are starting to grow back a bit.”
“......”
Misa ignored me and got on all fours. My foot naturally planted atop her blonde hair.
“Please... help us. Save Ken.”
“Mm. I can feel the sincerity. But you know this alone isn’t enough? Tossing away your pride doesn’t make everything smooth sailing.”
I stripped off my pants and plopped down cross-legged.
My pride and joy was already rock-hard to the limit.
“Get up.”
“......”
Misa rose. She flinched upon seeing me, then quickly regained composure. I could tell she was avoiding looking at Ken.
I set the potion right beside me.
“Want the potion? Pay for it with that pussy. You know how... no need to explain. We’ve done it plenty.”
“......”
Misa bowed her head deeply and approached.
“Misa...!”
The thug on the floor stared at her. I sneered at his despair-filled face.
Misa gripped my shoulders with both hands, spread her legs, and stood over me. She lowered her body in that position.
Our faces drew close enough to feel each other’s breath, and the tip of my rigid cock touched her pussy.
Squish.
The pussy was already wet. Her body had adapted to fucking me all on its own.
“Hngh...”
She gripped tighter and slowly lowered herself. Her tanned pussy engulfed my cock. Maybe because the thug was watching wide-eyed, it felt hotter and tighter than usual.
“...Haa.”
Misa let out a sigh. Her pussy swallowed my cock to the hilt.
I reached out and grabbed her massive breasts. Kneaded the soft flesh to my heart’s content.
“These milk tanks are the real deal. But... you okay just sitting there? Your boyfriend’s dying, you know.”
“I-I know...!”
Misa started moving her hips. Up and down. Her huge ass slapped against my thighs with wet smacks.
“Hnght.”
She bit her lip to stifle moans. Her movements were slower than usual too. Mindful of the thug.
“Heh heh. Clinging to my cock with your pussy, yet acting all prim? Pointless when you’re already drooling juices. Why not shake that ass like always? That way we both feel good.”
“Sh-Shut up. Your dick feels nothing...!”
“Hahaha.”
I laughed and smacked her huge ass with my palm.
Slap!
A crisp, satisfying sound that cleared my mind.
“Kuhhhng...”
“Hey, Misa. Better shake that ass properly.”
“Threatening me now...!”
“Nah. Your boyfriend’s dying right this second. Gotta get that potion in him ASAP.”
“......!”
“Promise. Make me cum once, and it’s yours.”
“You mean that...?”
“No reason to lie about this. And you’re the desperate one.”
“......Hngh!”
Misa squeezed her eyes shut. Unlike before, she dove into the sex aggressively. Hips pistoning up and down fast.
Splash! Thud! Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Haak...! Unghht...”
Her ass moved so fast it blurred. Not just up and down—she circled her hips sideways too.
I felt the urge building in just three minutes.
Fucking bitch...! She’s serious! But I’ve got pride. Can’t cum in three minutes!
I desperately held back. Past experience helped. I could last at least five like this.
“This position’s getting stale...”
“D-Don’t...!”
Ignoring her plea, I grabbed her and spun her around. So the thug could get a full view of her face.
“Ah, aaa... Ken...!”
“Move those hips faster! Save your boyfriend! Or do you wanna fuck me all day? Huh?”
Slap!
I smacked her ass to urge her on.
Misa bit her lip and started bucking. I matched her with Heightened Sensitivity, spreading my thighs wide. So the thug could see exactly how my cock plunged into her pussy.
Squelch squelch!
Each thrust brought lewd wet sounds. My cock emerged slick with her juices, frothed white by rapid pistoning. The foam trailed down my shaft to my balls and dripped to the floor.
“Hngh! Mmph, mmngh...!”
Misa clamped a hand over her mouth. Her G-cup tits with sunken nipples jiggled lewdly with every bounce.
I swatted her hand away and shoved fingers into her mouth. To disrupt her stifled moans.
“Haak...! Ahnght...!”
I felt her insides convulse. I couldn’t hold back anymore either. I gripped her pelvis tight to keep her from escaping and unloaded deep inside.
“Haaaaahng, hngh...!”
My cock slipped free with a refreshing release. A massive load—enough for ten men—gushed from her gaping pussy in thick spurts.
“Whew. Nice pussy. Here, take your potion.”
“Hngk.”
Misa snatched the potion and staggered to the thug. White cum trailed down her thighs with each step. The contrast against her tan skin made it all the more striking.
I focused on her asshole. Surprisingly, she had no anal experience. I planned to claim that virgin hole tomorrow or the day after.
“...Ken, here’s the potion.”
“......Misa.”
“This’ll get us through the crisis.”
Misa poured most of the potion over the thug’s side wound, feeding him the rest.
His complexion improved. His ragged breathing steadied.
“Aaaargh!”
The thug screamed, tears streaming.
“Wh-What’s wrong, Ken?! Does it hurt that bad?!”
Misa panicked.
I knew it wasn’t a scream of pain.
“Aaaaaaaargh! Aaargh! Kraaaaaah!”
The thug thrashed and screamed for a while.