Chapter 408
Chapter 408
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 408
Chapter Title: The Hunter's Strange World
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Two-meter-tall giant hand-shaped monsters, dozens of Dark Hands, flew toward Han A-young. She didn't dodge. Unless it was an A-rank monster, a Dark Hand was just a B-rank at best.
Cold air radiated from Han A-young's body in all directions. Everything it touched began freezing over in an instant.
Crack!Crack!Crack!
The Dark Hands were no exception. The frozen Dark Hands thudded to the ground one after another. Soon after, the guild's rookie hunters—known as porters or collectors—began gathering the monsters' magic stones and loot. For the record, all of them were at least C-rank hunters.
"Huuu."
Han A-young caught her breath for a moment. White cold air billowed from her mouth. Her body swayed slightly. Her head felt a little dizzy—a sign that she was nearing the limit of her ability.
"A-young. You okay?"
Jang Go-jun hurried to her side and asked.
"...Let's call it here. I need to go rest."
"A-young, is something wrong? You look tired today, and your condition seems off..."
"I'm fine."
"Let me walk you back."
"I'm good. I can go alone. What do you take me for?"
"Hmm... Okay, then. You free tomorrow? I was thinking lunch at Chef Park's restaurant. Oh, you know Chef Park? The one who's been on TV a lot lately."
"Sorry, Go-jun. I've got plans tomorrow too."
"...Can't be helped. Let me know when you have time later."
Jang Go-jun watched Han A-young walk away, let out a deep sigh, and scratched the back of his head.
It had been three years since he'd fallen for Han A-young. Back then... no, even now, she showed no interest in dating. Any guys who'd managed to confess to her had only succeeded because she'd accepted on a whim. With no real interest to begin with, those relationships never lasted.
'I can't just keep sitting on my hands like this.'
He resolved to confess. Even if she turned him down, he needed closure.
But Han A-young always seemed too busy for any free time.
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Day 4.
Han A-young showed up at my place early in the morning. I was still asleep, so it startled me a bit.
I checked the time on my smartphone: 7:10 a.m. I got out of bed and threw on some panties and a T-shirt.
"...What's up so early in the morning?"
"Ha-rin’s coming over this afternoon, right? I don't want any interruptions, so we'll do it in the morning."
"Ha-rin sunbae said she'd come around evening today... Anyway, jumping straight into a massage is too much for me. I'm not really up for it."
"Still, since I'm already here, let's start a little earlier today."
I lay down on the living room sofa.
"...Sorry, but mornings are rough for me. How about we start the massage in an hour... no, two hours? That okay?"
"I came early on my own. Don't worry about it. But... did you drink last night?"
"No. I just sleep late and wake up late."
To be honest, last night I'd raided the tattoo world. After ravaging Elisha, five married women, and two virgins, I got home around 5 a.m.
I closed my eyes for a bit, planning just to lie down for a moment, but when I checked the clock, it was already 10 a.m.
Sniff sniff.
The delicious smell of kimchi stew wafted over. Peeking into the kitchen, I saw Han A-young's snow-white hair as she cooked.
"You didn't have to cook... There weren't even ingredients. Did you go buy them yourself?"
"Cooking's my hobby. I got bored and made some on my own, so no need to feel burdened. If you don't like it, just toss it."
"Too good to throw out. A-young-ssi... Mind if I call you noona?"
"......"
Han A-young paused for a moment before replying.
"Do what you want."
"Thanks for making breakfast, A-young noona."
I scooped some kimchi stew into my mouth with a spoon. It was way better than the stuff at street food joints. Definitely hobby level.
"It's been forever since I had a proper, hearty breakfast like this."
"Better to sleep early and wake early. Even for hunters, messing up your body's rhythm does you no favors."
"Got it. I'll keep that in mind. Oh, I'll start the massage after I eat and shower."
"...Mind if I shower first?"
"Go ahead."
Han A-young headed into the bathroom.
I'd been caught off guard by her morning visit, but it wasn't a bad situation.
'And if my guess is right...'
My lips curled into a smirk.
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My hunch was spot on.
As I was prepping for the massage, Han A-young emerged from the room with a flushed face, completely naked. Her left hand futilely covered one massive breast, while her right hand shielded her privates.
The problem was her areolas were so large one arm couldn't hide them, and stray white pubic hairs poked out despite her efforts.
Trying to cover up like that only made it more tantalizing. She would've been better off striding out confidently. Not that it wasn't arousing either way.
"A-young noona? What's with the sudden..."
"I thought about it last night. For something as important as this bet, it has to be fair above all. Massage me like you do for Ha-rin."
"...Got it. If that's what you want, A-young noona... Lie face down on the massage table."
I stripped naked too.
Ha-rin and I always did massages fully nude. Having seen it herself, Han A-young said nothing.
I applied oil to my hands and began touching her body. Under the fluorescent lights, her oiled skin glistened.
"Eut..."
My hand reached Han A-young's ass. I didn't pull away and asked her,
"A-young noona. Should I stop?"
"Don't mind my reactions. Just massage me like you do Ha-rin."
"...Alright."
I kneaded her ass. Its shape shifted under my hands. Ha-rin's was firmer and springier, but A-young's was softer and larger.
No clear winner—each ass had its own appeal.
I massaged her cheeks for a while, then checked her face.
"Haa... Haa."
Her steady breathing showed she was lost in the massage.
I spread her cheeks. Her pale anus and pink pussy came into view.
The anus was tightly puckered, with clean chrysanthemum wrinkles.
Her pussy was pretty in color and shape. Thin, tucked-in labia minora, a small cute clit. A bit of white hair on the outer labia.
I inspected her pussy. Touching was still too soon.
The massage continued.
"Huuuuuup..."
Lying prone, she tilted her head back. Her hips lifted. Below her lower abdomen, snow-white pubic hair.
"Haak!"
A strand of love juice shot out like a bullet from her clenched pussy, and her hips hit the bed. Her H-cup breasts splayed to the sides, shaking. Her nipples, buried in her areolas, now poked out. I'd coaxed them free during the massage.
"......"
I gently stroked her face as she basked in the afterglow, then slipped my index and middle fingers into her mouth.
"Euong...?"
"I do it to Ha-rin sunbae too. It's a tongue massage."
"Haong... Chup."
Her glazed eyes accepted my fingers without suspicion. I moved them gently, like a kiss. Her tongue was one of her erogenous zones.
I kept massaging before she fully snapped out of it.
Han A-young had given me permission to touch her body, and with my arousal amplification and techniques, drowning her in pleasure was easy.
In just three hours, I made her cum 16 times. Lost in ecstasy, she was out of it, oblivious to time. I grabbed her legs, lifting them into an O-shape.
Her once-tight pussy gaped, sloppy and wet. Love juice poured from her hole nonstop—she'd even squirted piss earlier. Her tiny clit throbbed erect.
'I could fuck her now... Nah, let's build it up more.'
I lowered her legs and resumed the massage.
Some tens of minutes later, I shook Han A-young's shoulder as she dozed off mid-massage.
"A-young noona. A-young noona!"
"Eh, euong? D-did I fall asleep?"
"Yeah. It's already 5 p.m."
"...I slept a lot. Sorry."
Han A-young sat up, then froze. She realized she was naked. Her nipples stood hard, her pussy soaked—not just wet, but sitting in a puddle of her own juices. Her face turned tomato red.
"Noona, my turn for the massage now."
"I know."
She got down, and I climbed onto the table. Squelch. Her pooled juices touched my body. Han A-young avoided my eyes, head down.
The massage began. As she worked my arms, legs, and shoulders, she suddenly gripped my cock softly.
"......?"
"I saw Ha-rin massage here too."
"Just surprised you went for it yourself, noona."
"You touched mine during the massage. It's the same."
"Fair enough. Ah, don't forget the underside. And the anus."
"......"
Her hesitant touch felt good.
My cock, hard for hours, spurted precum from the awkward stimulation.
"Kyaaak?!"
My semen splashed her hair, voluptuous body, and inner thighs.
"Ah... Sorry. It's just... an unavoidable reaction..."
"I get it. No worries. We're showering soon anyway."
Han A-young wiped the cum off roughly with tissue and resumed.
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Day 6 of the bet.
Han A-young was hooked on the massages. She pretended otherwise, but she couldn't fool my eyes.
"Ang! Aong, ang!"
She naturally moaned with my touches. Since Ha-rin said she didn't hold back moans, A-young quickly gave up suppressing hers.
"Ahheung!"
Face down, she collapsed flat. Her body twitched, pussy drooling. I stroked her lower back and flipped her supine.
Her face was blissed out at her fourth orgasm.
I stroked her face as usual, then leaned in for a kiss.
"...Euong!?"
Her eyes widened. Her dazed focus sharpened. But instead of pushing me away, she closed her eyes.
My right hand slid onto her stomach, venturing lower. Past her smooth lower belly, through the white bush, to her pussy.
"Haup... Chup."
She didn't stop the kiss. My index finger slipped into her soaked hole.
No resistance. Mission success.
I grew bolder, climbing onto the bed to fondle her breasts and pussy.
"Haa. Haa... This isn't a massage anymore... Haong!"
"Does that matter now?"
My tongue licked her lips, jaw, neck. Reaching the peak of her massive breasts, it sucked her stiff pink nipple.
"Aaaang! Ang!"
Focusing more on her clit intensified her reactions. Her writhing body soon hit climax.
Squirt! Splurt!
Her pussy sprayed wildly.
"Haa. Haak..."
I sat up, spread her legs, and positioned myself between. My cock rested on her pussy. I slid it up and down her slick folds, pressing the tip to her entrance. It slipped in easily. I felt her hymen just ahead.
"Ahut... Ah, no."
"Haha. Noona, that face says you're looking forward to it."
No need to hold back. She was already conquered.
I activated arousal amplification and thrust into her pussy.
"Hiiit! Haaaaang!"
Virgin blood gushed from her pussy. Her face scrunched up. But it wasn't pain—it was pleasure. She was enjoying the sex.