Chapter 413
Chapter 413
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 413
Chapter Title: Mr. S
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Jenna and I stared at each other in silence. The atmosphere shifted in an instant. Passing up this chance would be idiotic.
I reached out and cupped her face. Jenna didn't push my hand away. I leaned in closer, and she closed her eyes. Our lips met, and she grabbed my shoulders.
"Haah... smack."
We kissed like we were devouring each other.
My tongue delved deep into her mouth. But not too deep—push it too far, and it just gets uncomfortable.
Then I activated Arousal Heightening.
"Mm... ahh."
Jenna let out a pleasurable moan. Our tongues tangled slickly. Her pale cheeks began to flush.
My hand slid naturally downward from her cheek—to her shoulder, then to her breast. The moment I cupped one, she shoved me away.
I hesitated for a split second. Pin her down and take her now? Or pull back and wait for another shot?
I chose the latter. We'd come this far; I couldn't risk toppling the tower I'd so carefully built. I released her breast and stepped back.
Our lips parted. A thin silver thread stretched between her slightly open lips and tongue before snapping.
"S... You're way too good at kissing. Where'd you learn that?"
"Haha. Is there a school for kissing or something?"
I reached for her cheek again. But as I tried for another kiss, she held up her palm to stop me.
"S. The mission isn't over yet. We can't let our guard down until we're back at HQ."
"So once we get back to HQ... we can pick up where we left off?"
"Just kissing would be fine."
"Just kissing? Kinda disappointing. We're not teenagers, you know."
"I'm not some cheap girl."
"...Fair enough. How about one more kiss, then?"
"Fine. Just once. Haah... mm."
???
When I hacked the lab and pulled the data, I found out where Hevil—the boss of Red Eye—was hiding. I put off storming in and killing him right away.
I hadn't slept with Jenna yet. Killing Hevil would complete the quest and send me back to reality. So that came after I had her.
'Problem is, she won't give it up easily.'
Kissing was easy, but anything more was tough. She seemed like she'd done it a few times, but she didn't enjoy it much.
'And she's obsessed with hunting down Red Eye.'
I scanned the room until I spotted Jenna. She was talking with Coat in his office beyond the glass wall. The mustached Coat glared at her stubbornly, and Jenna's frustration was plain.
Soon, she stormed out, slamming the door. I jumped up and approached her.
"J. What the hell did that bastard Coat say?"
"...He said I'm on solo duty for a while."
"What?! Why?"
It hit like a bolt from the blue. The only reason I'd been playing agent was for her.
Jenna glanced around. Staff bustled everywhere. She grabbed my arm and dragged me into an empty janitor's closet.
"Coat suspects us."
"...Damn it."
"We should hand over the data to the higher-ups. That way, we can get him locked up immediately."
"No. If we do that now, Coat will cover his tracks for sure."
I bullshitted. Better to keep Coat around for now. Removing him would cause chaos and complicate things.
"Then how long do we let that bastard roam free?!"
"Calm down. He doesn't have much time left. I'm sorting and analyzing the data right now. I've got a lead on Red Eye's boss, Hevil."
Her excited expression turned ice-cold in an instant.
"...Really?"
"Why would I lie to you? To not lose this lead, it's better if the traitor Coat stays put."
"But he might turn on us."
"He's just suspicious right now. That's all."
I gripped her shoulders and met her eyes.
"J... no, Jenna. Trust me. Coat will pay for his crimes. What we need to focus on isn't him—it's Red Eye's boss, Hevil. We can't let him slip away again. Don't miss the big fish chasing small fry."
"...Sigh. Fine. I'll trust you. But leaving it all to you doesn't sit right with me. Isn't there some way I can help?"
"It's fine. Things are progressing smoothly. Just give me time. But if you really want to help... kiss me."
Jenna looked at me. The corner of her mouth twitched up slightly. Then she lunged, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her lips to mine. My hands pulled her waist and back close.
"Mm... ah."
The kiss lasted nearly ten minutes.
???
Two weeks passed.
In that time, I raided several Red Eye bases and snatched Hevil's enhancers. The more, the better.
I'd auto-progressed the rest, so real time was only about a day.
"He's here... in this hotel?"
"I get it. Shocking, right? It's like that saying about the darkest place being under the lamp."
Jenna and I peered at a hotel in New York from inside our car. Hevil was holed up inside.
It was just a twenty-minute drive from HQ.
Bam!
Jenna slammed her fist down in frustration.
"Red Eye's boss was right under our noses...! How did we not know?! Are we really that incompetent...!"
"Calm down, J. It's not us being incompetent. We had a traitor like Coat above us. He suppressed all the Red Eye intel we gathered. Erased the important stuff. A few agents died in the process."
"Coat! That son of a bitch is unforgivable!"
"The higher-ups and Mr. A will handle Coat. Our focus is Hevil."
Before coming here, I'd sent the data to the higher-ups and Mr. A. The tops were idiots, but the protagonist Mr. A was reliable.
I drove into the hotel parking lot. Jenna was visibly tense.
"S. Isn't going in alone too risky? We need backup. If what you say is true, most of the staff and guests are modified humans. Can we handle it just us?"
"Our goal isn't war. It's capturing Hevil. Don't worry—backup's coming."
A man who looked like a valet approached the car.
"Good day, sir. I'll park the car for you."
We got out and entered the hotel. We headed to a suite, prepping for the op. Jenna changed into something mobile and armed up.
Before starting, I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her.
"Thanks, S."
"For what?"
"Everything."
We kissed again, then parted.
She headed upstairs; I went down to the basement. I'd told her Hevil was likely up top.
But actually, he was underground. Simple reason: easier to escape from the basement than the penthouse.
I took the stairs, not the elevator—it didn't even go to the basement.
A man blocked the basement stair entrance. A guard in a suit, over 2 meters of muscle, pistol at his hip.
"Sir, the basement is restricted to authorized personnel only. Please turn back."
"......"
I silently grabbed his shoulder.
"Sir?"
Bzzzzt!
Lightning surged. The guard convulsed and died without a scream. Thud. Smoke rose from his body. I ignored the stench of burning flesh and descended.
I pulled a pistol from my inventory.
The deeper into the basement, the stronger the weed smell. Multiple doors; I opened one.
"Aaah! Ah! Hnggg!"
A man and woman fucked wildly on the bed. They didn't notice me enter.
Bang! Bang!
Two shots, and their romp ended.
My eyes were cold. Drug addicts, both ugly as sin.
Track marks everywhere, greasy unwashed hair, no eyebrows, dark circles under their eyes. Teeth yellow-black and jagged, bodies skeletal, scratched raw by their own nails.
I burst into other rooms. Mostly Red Eye grunts among the addicts. Killed them all to avoid loose ends.
Finally, I met Red Eye's boss, Hevil.
He was a bit bigger than me, middle-aged with gray hair, gold necklace and bracelets. Lounging on a sofa, sipping vodka, eyeing his laptop.
I aimed at his head.
"Hevil. Nice to meet you. Still dreaming of world conquest?"
His gaze turned to me. His eyes were blood-red, reflecting light like they glowed.
"An OPLE agent. Mr. S. Real name: Sung Yu-jin."
"Coat tell you that?"
"Mr. S. Join me. You're capable. Wrecking my ops pisses me off, but your combat skills outshine modified humans. Be my right hand. Together, we can conquer the world in ten... no, five years."
"You're insane. Think world conquest is that easy? Don't tell me you believe drugs can do it."
"Drugs are just funding. The real deal is modified humans."
"They die to bullets just fine."
Hevil's lips split into a grin.
"Mr. S. Modified humans have a secret. They get superior physiques, but..."
"They obey you?"
His smile vanished.
Modified humans obeyed Hevil. Not brainwashing—instinct and genes compelled it, like fate.
That's why he could mass-produce them without fear of backlash if he lost control.
"...You knew? Impressive. That's top secret, known only to me and a few lieutenants. You're growing on me."
"You gay or something?"
"Heh. First time anyone's asked. Still time. Join me, Mr. S. Funds are nearly ready. World conquest starts for real soon."
"Kidnap celebs, turn 'em into modified humans, rule through them?"
"You know it. Start with US politicians and CEOs. Then the president. All global elites under me. You'd make it easier. Come. Money, power, women—name it, you got it."
"Women tempt me... but my quest is to kill you."
Bang bang bang bang!
Bullets flew at his head. Hevil stayed calm. They bounced off. Deformed slugs rolled at my feet.
"Foolish choice. Pity."
Hevil rose from the sofa.
I fired again, full auto. Aimed everywhere—head, body. Nothing hit. Even crotch shots deflected, piercing only his clothes.
"......"
"Kek. Bullets can't touch me. You ruined my plans... I'll rip you apart."
Hevil's body swelled. Muscles exploded outward, shredding his shirt. His skin turned blood-red.
I dropped the pistol and summoned mana.