Chapter 280
Chapter 280
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 280
Chapter Title: Doll Play
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“You know what to do without me telling you, right? Now, prove your loyalty.”
“Yes... Yu-jin...”
Misa grabbed Sung Yu-jin's ass cheeks with both hands and spread them apart. Her mouth pressed against his anus. She licked it with her tongue and sucked on it noisily. And of course, it didn't end there. Her tongue slipped slightly into Sung Yu-jin's anus.
“Ngh... what a talented rimmer.”
Sung Yu-jin fixed his gaze on Ken's face. Ken's tightly clenched mouth and rigid expression betrayed only the frantic shaking of his eyes. He had unwittingly accepted that Misa had become Sung Yu-jin's personal cocksleeve.
“Good.”
Sung Yu-jin turned his body. He extended his palm toward Misa.
“Head.”
“Yes.”
Misa's head rested on his palm. Sung Yu-jin continued.
“Right tit.”
“Yes.”
Squish.
The massive breast settled onto his palm. Satisfied with its hefty weight, Sung Yu-jin nodded.
“Left tit.”
“Yes.”
“Pussy.”
“Yes.”
Misa stood up from her spot. She spread her legs wide and placed her dripping pussy—still stuffed with a thick dildo—onto Sung Yu-jin's palm.
“Haaah!”
Sung Yu-jin fondled her soaked pussy and the dildo before lowering his hand.
“On all fours. Make sure your ex-boyfriend gets a good view of your ass.”
“Y-yes...!”
Misa dropped to her hands and knees on the floor. Her enormous G-cup breasts dangled heavily downward. Breasts bigger than a man's head evoked the image of a milk cow.
Sung Yu-jin plopped down onto the small of her back.
Vrrrrm!
The two dildos inserted in her anus and pussy began to vibrate.
“Take a good look, you punk. These two are bigger than your dick. ...Oh, right. You're impotent, aren't you? What a ruined life, kekeke.”
Sung Yu-jin pulled out the dildo from her anus. After nearly four hours inside, her gaping hole contracted sluggishly.
“Hey, you never even tried her ass, right? Turns out she's got slut potential there too.”
“......”
Ken said nothing.
Sung Yu-jin gripped the end of the dildo in her pussy. He worked it mercilessly, twirling it in circles, thrusting it in and out repeatedly.
“Haaah! Nghiii!”
Misa gasped and panted.
Sung Yu-jin kept going until white foam bubbled up around her pussy.
“Nghhhaaa!”
When he finally pulled out the cream-coated dildo, her pussy squirted juices as if on cue. Drip. Drip.
“Haa... haa...”
“Now you're ready to take my cock.”
Sung Yu-jin moved behind her. He grabbed her hips with both hands and slammed his cock into her pussy in one thrust, shaking his waist wildly.
“Haaaaang!”
“How's it compare to your boyfriend's? Say it with your own mouth.”
“Y-Yu-jin's cock feels so much better! Hngh... size, length, hardness... everything about Yu-jin's cock is superior...! Ken's dick isn't even worth comparing...! Ahng! M-most of all, the technique... hngh! I'm cumming again! Cumminggg!”
“Haha! Cum then, you bitch! Hahaha!”
Sung Yu-jin laughed loudly as he grabbed Misa's head and pistoned his hips enthusiastically.
“Y-you bastards! Get out! Get the fuck out!”
Ken screamed. He frantically mashed the nurse call button with his finger.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Ahng! Haang! Ahng!”
Every time Sung Yu-jin slapped her ass, Misa cried out. Focusing on the sex, he addressed Ken.
“No use. The nurse won't come for another two hours.”
“W-what!?”
“Bribed her. For 1,000 yen. She backed off quick once Fūshin Guild said they'd handle it. You really have shit luck with people. ...Hm. Or maybe not. You had a prime slut like this.”
Sung Yu-jin reached out and kneaded Misa's massive tits.
“Uwaaaak!”
Ken let out a guttural roar, propping himself up on the bed with both arms and lunging at Sung Yu-jin.
“What, regular civilian level?”
Thwack!
Ken flew backward from Sung Yu-jin's casual kick, crashing onto the bed.
“Guhhh...”
Blood trickled from Ken's nose. He didn't get up again. Sung Yu-jin had held back. Ken stayed down because he didn't want another hit. His weakened body had softened his spirit too.
“Ooh sex!”
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I fucked Misa relentlessly for two straight hours right in front of the thug.
Afterward, I sent her on her way. Thanks to the 'anything' clause, she became my personal cocksleeve. One phone call from me, and she'd fly back to Korea to spread her legs.
She enjoyed the sex too, so no downsides.
'No need to worry about that thug anymore. His life's over.'
The thug could no longer hunt. Crippled from the waist down, he was just an awakened civilian now. Barely qualifying as an 'awakener.'
'Heard he's made enemies everywhere—hunters, officials, yakuza.'
Hunters, civil servants, yakuza—you name it. Fūshin Guild had protected him until now, but no more. From promising genius hunter to fugitive overnight.
'He can't expose me and Misa anyway. She's Fūshin Guild.'
I stopped thinking about the thug. Waste of time and energy on trash like him.
Later on, six months from now, I'd hear he got caught by the yakuza and butchered. Nothing major.
'One of my two goals down...'
I strolled lightly into the parking lot of the appointed hotel.
A black Benz waited for me.
“You're here.”
“Ah, sorry I'm a bit late.”
I climbed into the Benz. Spotting the items prepared on the back seat, I smiled.
“No problem. Everything's ready, but do you need anything else?”
“Nah, this is plenty. Tell Mizuchi thanks.”
“Of course. We'll head out now.”
The driver spoke politely and started the engine.
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The world, Japan included, buzzed over Baekrim's terrorist attack.
Ten days after the raid. With Fuka Shrine's barrier shattered, everyone sucked into the rift returned from the dungeon.
But joy was muted.
411 dead.
From C-rank hunters to multiple A-ranks. Plus 70 civilians, including famous Japanese and foreign celebs and politicians. The shock rippled wide.
Baekrim leaped from Japanese crime syndicate to global menace overnight.
What about the S-rank hunters trapped in the raid? Safe. Unscathed. They claimed they were stuck deep in a room, doing nothing. They repelled occasional attacks by killing the assailants.
As S-rank reinforcements arrived, some suspected Baekrim's true goal. They pressed the Japan Hunter Association.
The Association stonewalled: 'premeditated terrorism.' Hid the real purpose.
I knew it.
'Koyori told me straight up.'
Thousand Demon Jade. A gem sealing a thousand yokai.
Targeted Fūhōsai to trap everyone in the dungeon, then stole the jade sealed deep in Fuka Shrine. Sent people in to unravel the complex barriers.
Chose Fūhōsai to infiltrate as spectators. Shrine barriers drop from seven to two layers during the festival. Too many invitees, so off to the dungeon for ten days.
They hid the jade to avoid panic—Japan gov demanded it, no public good, etc.
Since then, I've been training shrine maiden Amatsuka Koyori whenever free.
'Wanna fuck Mio too...'
But I'm too weak.
Mio sticks by Koyori, clearly probing Fūshin's identity. Rush in, and I die. Koyori might not even believe I'm Fūshin.
'Can't reveal myself and get caught or killed dumbly. Save fucking Koyori and Mio for when I'm stronger.'
I'll train her slow and deep, so even knowing, she can't attack.
'Time's on my side. No rush. Anyway, now...'
I switched my smartphone to selfie mode, checking my face.
The 'Disguise Paper' from the car had transformed me completely. Handsome enough for an idol.
'Didn't expect a real one-use transformation magic tool. Feels bad taking it and ghosting.'
Two debts to Mizuchi now. I'd remember.
'He agreed to easy favors... When he gets a wife, even if she's hot as hell, I'll hold back once.'
Even one-use, this face boosted my confidence oddly.
'Liked my original face, but this? Women will fall easy.'
Plastic surgery? Nah. Love my face. Too handsome might bore me.
'I'm hot enough.'
The car stopped.
“We're here.”
“Ah, thanks.”
“I'll wait.”
“Taxi back's fine.”
“No. I'll drive you home too. That's my job.”
“Alright then.”
Stepping out, I scanned the seven-story building bottom to top, top to bottom. Overwhelmed. Emotions surging, body trembling.
'Me, here of all places!'
Japan means different things. Sushi for some, anime, hot springs...
For me? One thing.
AV porn.
'Kid me dreamed of it. Becoming an AV actor...!'
This plain building? Famous AV studio.
Bigger deal than Big Ben.
'Gotta thank Mizuchi. Without her push, no way here. Fine, Mizuchi. Debt three. If she's got hot sisters, one fuck free. Unless Koyori-level beauties... Why's he so nice? Sucker?'
Heart pounding, I opened the door and entered.
A bald guy in sunglasses stood guard.
My face scrunched instantly.
“You Cocky?”
“...Yes. And you?”
“Hatsuzen. Director.”
“Oh, Hatsuzen! Sunglasses threw me. Big fan!”
I greeted him enthusiastically.
Hatsuzen starred in over 200 AVs, directed 500+.
Lie about fandom, but glad to see him.
“...Anyway, word of advice.”
Hatsuzen was curt. Probably pissed about the sudden shoot.
“Only I know you're tied to Kagaya Group. I won't pry, so keep your mouth shut too.”
Smart guy. Spilling meant trouble for AV world only.
“Lips sealed. But you'll shoot proper, right?”
“Don't worry. Pros here. Paid big, we'll deliver. Sheesh... 100 million yen to star in AV...”
Hatsuzen eyed me like I was nuts.
I paid 100 million yen, sure. Mizuchi helped a bit, but AV cash was mine. In return? AV actor for a day.
“Script?”
“Wrote what you wanted. Rush job, so quality's shit. Here. Oh, don't piss off the actresses. They're gold here. All top-tier today. Money alone won't cut it.”
'Probably budget issue.'
I swallowed my retort, took the thin script. Loved the title.
-SSS-Class Time-Stop Man Cocky from Korea!