Chapter 279
Chapter 279
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 279
Chapter Title: Doll Play
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In the single room of the city's best hospital, Nishioka Ken sat on the bed, his entire body except his head wrapped in bandages, both arms in casts, staring blankly into space. His expression was utterly vacant.
Ken was lucky. Right after emerging from the labyrinth, he received emergency treatment from nearby Hunters with recovery abilities and shrine maidens from Fūka Shrine using Onmyōdō, pulling him back from the brink of death.
But Ken didn't think he was lucky. He believed dying would have been better.
He had no choice but to feel that way. Just two hours ago, the doctor had delivered the news that marked the end of his life as he knew it.
"Mr. Nishioka, your calves and knees have been completely necrotic from the Black Ox Lord's poison. To save your life, as it was as deadly as poison itself, we had to amputate them."
"You're kidding me?! Who the hell are you to cut off my legs?! Are you some quack? Get the hospital director!"
"...I understand your emotions are running high. But Mr. Nishioka, I was an A-rank Hunter before retiring seven years ago. I'd appreciate it if you kept that in mind."
The doctor's eyes were ice-cold. He handled it with practiced ease.
"... "
Ken, who had been hurling abuse at the doctor, had no choice but to shut up. A retired A-rank Hunter might no longer be active, but their power was at least C-rank level, and their connections were not to be trifled with.
"You'd better kill that temper of yours from now on. You're no longer a Hunter—you're just a civilian. If you can't control your anger, let me know. Our hospital happens to have several excellent psychiatrists."
"...Me, a civilian? Bullshit... No, what do you mean by that? I'm a C-rank Hunter. I have fire manipulation abilities! Legs can be reattached or replaced with magical prosthetics...!"
"Tch. I wasn't finished. Listen to the end."
The doctor clicked his tongue pointedly. He was reasonably kind to patients. But he had no intention of being kind to a delinquent youth with bleached blond hair and tanned dark skin. Especially one who spewed insults.
"The poison didn't just affect your legs—it spread to your spine. Your lower body is paralyzed, and you'll feel stiffness or awkwardness when moving your right arm. Vigorous movements are out of the question."
"...I'm paralyzed from the waist down...?"
Ken muttered in a daze. Something he never imagined had happened. Without rare, special treatment available to only a handful in the world, recovery was impossible.
He wasn't even the type to qualify for such treatment, and even if he did, full recovery would be unlikely.
The doctor continued to the man who was beyond despair and refusing to accept reality.
"The Black Ox Lord's poison also damaged your mana core and vital energy channels. You won't be able to use mana anymore. We tried our best to restore them, but it was impossible."
Ken flinched.
His lips trembled. More than the paralysis, he despaired at the loss of mana.
"Y-You mean I'm mana-impotent...?!"
"Yes. In crude terms, that's about right."
"Me...! Me! Mana-impotent...!"
"...Hm."
"Mana-impotent!! Uwaaaaaah!!"
Ken wailed.
The doctor decided to let it slide. If he hadn't known mana, it might be different, but losing what you once had was devastating. Some Hunters who lost even part of their mana couldn't bear the loss and committed suicide.
"...On a slightly brighter note for you, Mr. Nishioka, the association is covering all your hospital bills. They're also compensating victims of this incident. You'll get at least 30 million yen."
"That's... good news...?!"
"I understand your anger. I'll let this one slide."
The doctor stood and said to Ken as he headed out.
"We'll do a check-up in two weeks and decide on discharge then. Rest well in the meantime."
"Uwaaaaaah!"
Ken wailed again. The doctor walked away without looking back.
Ken didn't throw a tantrum. He couldn't. Even moving his body was difficult right now.
And an hour ago, an executive from the Wind God Guild had visited. He was no longer part of it.
"Nishioka Ken. Sorry it turned out this way."
"...What? I'm not dead yet. I can still use my abilities. If my mana core recovers...!"
"Hasn't your mana core been severely damaged?"
Mana core.
Called different things by different countries, sects, and people. Martial artists usually called it the dantian.
"The mana core can be restored!"
"Are you in your right mind? Do you know how expensive someone who can restore a mana core is?"
He knew.
At least hundreds of millions of yen.
He knew the world was full of Hunters who continued working despite damaged mana cores, and that money alone didn't move them.
"When I joined the Fūshin Guild, you promised to support me with everything you had!"
"That's true."
Nishioka Ken was a genius. A bona fide prodigy who became a C-rank Hunter at 23, just a year ago. He might not reach S-rank, but he was a promising talent who could climb to high A-rank.
"But even support has its limits. We can't sacrifice half the guild to save one person. Hiring dozens of A-rank Hunters would be more profitable than saving you. If you're smart, you can't argue with that."
"I-I can become an S-rank Hunter!"
"No brains after all. We'll void our contract. Good luck. We won't meet again. Oh, the boss of the Sorin-kai is after you. If you have savings, hire protection. B-rank or higher. Tch tch. Why'd you mess with a Yakuza boss's woman?"
He turned to leave.
Ken ground his teeth and shouted after him.
"The contract! Have you forgotten our contract?! Who are you to void it on your own?!"
The executive stopped and turned back. His cold eyes looked at Ken with pity.
"Contracts can be terminated by mutual consent. You're voluntarily withdrawing from the guild. Isn't that cleaner for both sides?"
"I-I'm suing!"
"I wouldn't recommend it. You have zero chance of winning. Besides, don't you want to live long? You're in your promising twenties."
"... "
Ken fell silent. He knew antagonizing the Fūshin Guild was impossible.
"I'll be going now."
Ken stared blankly into space. His future was bleak. Savings plus compensation came to about 100 million yen. It felt pathetically small. Hire a B-rank Hunter? 100 million wouldn't even cover a month.
Bang.
The door opened. Someone entered and closed it again.
Ken looked weakly toward the entrance.
Ken's face brightened. It was Misa.
Two years ago, he saved Misa from danger in a dungeon and helped her quit her boring shrine maiden job. She usually listened to him. Even her bleached blond hair and tanned skin were at his request.
"Misa! I knew you'd come! You're the only one for me!"
"...Glad you're in good condition."
Misa said. She wore a long coat she rarely did. Winter was months away; it was a bit premature.
Ken felt uneasy. Something was off. Why wasn't she coming closer? Why were her eyes so emotionless?
"...Do you know what happened to me? Damn Fūshin Guild... Oh, Misa. You're still with them, right?"
Misa nodded. Not as talented as Ken, but she had excellent skills as a former Fūka Shrine shrine maiden Hunter. Unharmed unlike him, the guild wouldn't discard her.
"Talk to the Fūshin Guild for me. If you speak to the guild master directly..."
"I can't talk to the guild master. And even if I could, it wouldn't help."
"...Ah, damn. Yeah."
Ken noticed Misa still wasn't approaching.
"...Misa. I've wanted to say this for a while... now's the time. Let's get married. I've always thought of marrying you."
"Don't lie. You were just playing with me until you found someone better."
"M-Misa? What are you saying all of a sudden?"
"...I thought it was love. But thinking it over, it wasn't. I just felt indebted since you saved my life. And this time, I paid that debt. You being alive is thanks to me."
"Misa...?"
"We're done. I look at you now and feel nothing."
Cold sweat dripped from Ken. He had no friends. He used to, but not anymore. They were civilians, so he cut ties unilaterally. They were burdens, not help.
Family? Raised by his grandmother, who died three years ago.
"Th-That's rash. Misa. Come closer. I get you're upset. Let's talk it out. Take off that stuffy coat too."
"The coat... Got it. I'll take it off."
Thud.
The coat hit the floor.
Ken's eyes widened in shock.
Under the coat, Misa was naked—no underwear. But not just naked.
She slightly bent her knees and spread her legs to display her body fully. Her arms formed an inverted V, exposing cleanly shaved armpits.
Whirr.
On each of her G-cup breasts' inverted nipples, large areolas had two rotors each—four in total—taped on and vibrating.
Below, two vibrating dildos filled her pussy and anus, with one rotor on her clit.
Her thighs, stomach, sides, and breasts were covered in lewd graffiti: black pig, slut pussy, A+++ tits, etc.
But clearest to Ken's eyes was the phrase on her stomach.
-Sung Yu-jin Exclusive Dick Hole.
Yu-jin. How could he not know that name?
"N-No way, that bastard...!"
"I've decided to be Sung Yu-jin-nim's exclusive dick hole."
Bang!
The door flew open. Sung Yu-jin, the man Ken wanted to kill most right now, entered the room.
"Nice hospital facilities. Heh heh heh."
Sung Yu-jin closed the door with his obnoxious laugh and stood beside Misa.
Slap!
"Ahhn!"
Sung Yu-jin's hand smacked Misa's ass, then slid up to her shoulder in a casual arm-around. His hand naturally groped her breast.
"This tit always feels great."
Sung Yu-jin sneered mockingly at Ken, then turned his head. Misa thrust her tongue into his open mouth.
"Mm... Slurp. Smooch..."
Sung Yu-jin and Misa began a sloppy deep kiss.
"Wh-What the hell are you doing in front of me?!"
Ken shouted. Sung Yu-jin paused the kiss.
"Can't you see? We're kissing. You're so clueless."
"You bastard...! Do you know where you are?! Get out before I kill you! Get out!"
"You? Kill me?"
Whoosh!
Flames erupted before Ken—fist-sized like a child's. Sung Yu-jin scoffed at the pathetic display.
"Give it up. You can't use mana at all, and your ability's busted. Making a fuss will just make your life worse."
"Killing you is... "
"Think rationally. You can't kill me. And have you forgotten who my dick hole belongs to?"
"...!"
Misa was Fūshin Guild. If she asked them to remove Ken, they'd erase him flawlessly.
The flames vanished. Ken bit his lip, glaring at Sung Yu-jin.
"Heh heh heh. Watch closely from there. See what happens to your girlfriend. Misa. Kneel."
Misa knelt right there. Sung Yu-jin dropped his pants and stepped in front of her.
"You know what to do without me saying? Prove your loyalty."
"Yes, Yu-jin-nim..."
Misa grabbed Sung Yu-jin's ass cheeks with both hands and spread them. Her mouth touched his anus.