Chapter 370
Chapter 370
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 370
Chapter Title: Fighting Dog
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Choi Seok collapsed after taking a bullet.
The atmosphere went as quiet as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over everyone.
"……."
Jo Se-yoon's gang stared at me and Choi Seok in horrified shock. When their eyes met mine, they trembled and backed away.
Jo Se-yoon was trying to act cool, but his pupils were shaking wildly, and his hands vibrated like they had motors attached.
"Do you get why the cops aren't moving?"
"You... killed the cop?"
"Nah. I just threatened them pretty hard. Oh, looks like rice is coming."
Choi Hye-jeong was still sucking on the thing between my legs.
"...You crazy murderer fuck! You just killed a man! A human being!"
"Ah. Yeah, about that."
I suddenly felt annoyed. I'd seen Jo Se-yoon in the comics and knew he was supposed to be cool-headed, but I didn't expect him to flip out and start yelling like this.
"Yeah, about that my ass! Even gangsters don't just kill people willy-nilly! What the hell do you think human life is worth?!"
"Dunno."
I thought about it for a second.
If this were the real world, I wouldn't act like such a total asshole. I know killing isn't something you do lightly. That's why I try to avoid it unless I have to. Of course, when there's no choice, I'll kill without hesitation. In fact, aside from those three criminals I ran into in the dungeon, I haven't killed anyone.
But this is the Playful Life world.
Not even one of the ones I care about, like the Vampire Detective or the Plum Blossom Swordmaster reincarnated into a count's family.
A world where I actively use auto-progress to rush through. A world that'll end no matter what, even if I want to stick around. No real attachment.
'Choi Hye-jeong and Go Hee-ae's pussies are nice, sure... but beyond that, nothing sticks.'
I could kill Choi Seok without a second thought because he was a guy. If he'd been an average-looking woman, I'd have seriously debated it, and if she was above average, I wouldn't have killed her at all.
"You think I'm gonna crawl under a guy who treats human lives like bugs?!"
"Nah."
"Saying that now won't—"
"Not bugs. NPCs."
"......NPCs?"
"You've played computer games before, right? The characters in them."
"......I'm the idiot for even talking to you. Nothing good comes from chatting with a psycho."
"This world is a game."
A game with high freedom. Quests, endings, the works. You only get one shot, but no attachment forms.
Nothing to gain here. Even if a quest told me to massacre thousands of civilians right now, I could do it.
'Though I'd spare the cute girls.'
This is just one of countless Playful Life worlds I can choose from.
I aimed my gun at Jo Se-yoon.
"Cut the bullshit questions and choose. Die here, or join Sex Cult."
"……."
Jo Se-yoon swallowed hard.
He knew I wasn't bluffing. No one could deny it after watching a guy die right in front of them.
"...I'll join Sex Cult. Call you Boss, right?"
"Welcome aboard, Jo Se-yoon!"
The takeover of Jinil Academy was going smoothly.
???
I lifted Go Hee-ae's skirt and shoved my head under it. A faint stuffiness hit me, along with the subtle scent of her pussy. I rubbed my face between her firm thighs, nuzzling the center of her panties with my nose tip.
"Haah.... If you're gonna sniff, hurry up...!"
Hot moisture seeped from her pussy. The crotch of her panties was soaking through fast. I teased her slit with my nose as much as I could before pulling my head back out from under her skirt.
Go Woo-sik, Go Hee-ae's dad, was right next to us. His face had gotten gaunter since I first saw him. Just as I'd planned, he was hooked on drugs. He craved heroin, but I wasn't giving him any. Too addictive.
"Made contact?"
"Yes. Sold a big batch and got 2 billion won."
"How'd they react? The celebs?"
"Good. They won't betray us."
I'd sent Go Woo-sik to a club run by a famous celebrity. Not just stars—chaebols hung out there too. Perfect for distributing drugs.
'Money and power tangled up means stable distribution... and I can fuck some celebs too.'
I pulled Go Hee-ae into my arms.
"Aaang...."
She squirmed and threw a little tantrum in my embrace but soon kissed my cheek and started deftly stripping me with skilled hands.
Three months.
Time passed since the day I started. But I'd only been actively involved for less than five days. Auto-progress handled the rest. In that time, I'd cleaned up the delinquent circle 'Kailok' and absorbed them into Sex Cult.
Taken over the academy. Now everyone—students and teachers—knew how much of a monster I was and groveled on their own. Executing snitches in front of everyone while the cops watched had done the trick.
They feared Sex Cult's power.
"I wanna transfer to Jinil Academy... that cool?"
Go Hee-ae, now fully naked, gently stroked my cock as she asked.
"Of course. I'd love it if you came."
I flipped her onto her stomach and gripped her hips with both hands. My cock slid back and forth between her pussy and asshole.
"Ahng.... Doing my ass today?"
Apparently we'd done anal during auto-progress.
"Which do you prefer?"
"Pussy. Put it in my pussy."
Pussy's my favorite too. I do ass sometimes, but pussy feels better, and girls get off more.
Squelch.
"Haaaaang! It's in! Your cock's inside!"
Go Hee-ae made a huge fuss and started shaking her ass on her own.
Slap! Slap slap!
Her firm ass jiggled wildly at high speed—definitely an athletic girl's. Twerking like a pro.
Squelch slap!
My cock came out of her pussy coated in juices. Her pussy swallowed it right back up without a break. When it pulled out, her vaginal walls clung like octopus suckers—the grip was insane.
"Haht.... Ahng! Haaak! Hnng...."
Her ass kept moving. Juices dripped onto the floor.
"Um.... Master Yu-jin."
Go Woo-sik called out from the side.
"What."
"When do I get the drugs you promised...?"
"Drugs? Oh, right. Hold on. I'm fucking your daughter right now."
"Yes, sir. I'll wait."
A moment later, I creampied Go Hee-ae and sank into thought.
Academy takeover complete. Plan on track.
'Build a force, take the academy, make Hong Hae-chan number two. Once he's undeniably second-in-command, I step down, and he becomes academy king.'
Currently working on solidifying Hong Hae-chan as number two. I could bail now, but if the crew doesn't truly accept him, the quest might fail.
'Plus, something I wanna try this time. Heh heh heh.'
???
Shin O-gang.
Chairman of Jinil Academy and a middle-aged chaebol heir from the Jinil Group. Dressed in a suit, he frowned at the report from his secretary chief.
"Stepped away from the academy for a bit, and it's a total shitshow. Rape's the baseline, now murder... and drugs? Hah.... Is this Korea or some South American shithole?"
The secretary chief stood silently nearby. He knew better than to speak up and risk the backlash.
"Sex Cult? What kind of retarded name is that? Secretary Oh. Why the hell aren't the cops grabbing these fuckers?"
"Looks like bribes."
"Bribes? How much did they shove down the cops' throats to look the other way on murder and drugs?"
"......Not just cops. Chaebols, politicians, prosecutors too. And drugs are leaking into the entertainment industry lately."
"That's why they can't touch 'em? Bullshit. What else?"
"Confirmed they have guns and bombs. Famous for tracking down and killing families if you even poke them. Cops are scared to touch 'em."
"So these psychos are holed up in my academy. How do we get rid of 'em?"
Shin O-gang was pissed. Felt like his academy had been stolen.
Secretary Oh thought for a moment before replying.
"...No good options. Fighting them would cost us big time. They're drugged-out maniacs with guns. Better to wait—they'll graduate and scatter eventually."
Shin O-gang's face twisted in rage.
"You telling me to sit on my hands?"
Shin O-gang's dad was a chaebol second-gen, his mom the daughter of the boss of Japan's infamous yakuza group, Tenmei-kai. He held a solid position in Tenmei-kai himself. If he gave the order, at least a thousand yakuza would mobilize.
"Sorry. That was out of line."
Secretary Oh apologized immediately.
"Fine. Watch it, Secretary Oh. Other ideas?"
"......Buying them off is near impossible. Too much cash even if possible. Lots of gangsters hate Sex Cult—maybe use them."
"Use gangsters? Nice. But they have guns, right?"
"Yes. But we can secretly supply the gangsters with guns. Sex Cult's structured around their boss, Sung Yu-jin. No clue on his backing, but take him out, and it crumbles."
"Sung Yu-jin. No idea who his backers are?"
"Probably one of the South American cartels... but no solid proof."
"...We'll find out when we hit 'em. Do it."
Shin O-gang didn't dwell on the backing. Even if it was a big cartel, this was Korea—he had chaebol power and yakuza muscle. No fear.
"Yes, sir."
Secretary Oh replied calmly.
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A party was raging in Jinil Academy's auditorium.
Two hundred naked guys and girls drinking booze and drugs, fucking whoever they wanted. I was the host of this chaotic mess.
I'd set up a bed on the stage podium, rolling around with Go Hee-ae and Choi Hye-jeong, enjoying the party.
Hong Hae-chan was off a bit, fucking five girls at once. All above-average looks, but rejects by my standards. For the record, I popped all their cherries.
'He's changed a lot.'
The pathetic loser from day one was gone. A couple murders, and he turned into a desire-driven maniac.
"Hey, hey, listen up!"
I grabbed the mic. Sex Cult members, mid-weed and orgy, turned to me.
"Time for rank battles. Clear the center."
People hugged the walls, opening up the middle.
Sex Cult had a hierarchy. Higher rank meant more power.
Rank battles.
Men's and women's ranks. I set the women's based on looks. Men could claim women matching their rank. Higher ones cost a price.
Men's rank battles happened monthly. Challenge the guy right above you. Win, promote. Lose, pay 300,000 won and lose your girl temporarily.
Did it to toughen up Hong Hae-chan.
'Feels like medieval times, not modern day. Heh heh.'
No one challenged me, rank one. Hong Hae-chan, rank two, sure as hell wouldn't. He knew my power.
"Wooooah!"
Rank battles continued until the final one.
"Uh, rank three Seo Jun-gu is challenging rank two boss Hong Hae-chan."
Seo Jun-gu.
Ex-leader of delinquent circle 'Kailok.' Used to be academy king. Now I owned the place.
"Tch. Picking me? Thinks I'm a pushover."
"You forfeiting?"
"Said that, did I?"
Hong Hae-chan swaggered to the center.
I watched with interest. Chance to check his skills.