Chapter 953
Chapter 953
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 953
Chapter Title: Rainbow Fruit
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Back in reality, I checked the Playful Life app like always.
The points were far fewer than I'd expected. It was because I'd come back to reality midway through the Academy Savior playthrough in the Playful Life world and used points to boost my stats.
I stared at the points, doing some mental math. Should I raise my stats? For 1,000 points, I could max out Strength or Agility at 100. It wasn't nearly enough to level up skills, and I wasn't in the mood for a Random Gacha pull.
"......"
I tossed my smartphone aside. It landed softly on the plush sofa.
'Too few points to make it fun. Better save them for later.'
I headed to the bathroom and took a shower, scrubbing myself thoroughly. It was a habit of sorts. You never knew when sex might happen, so I always kept my body as clean as possible.
Sitting naked on the sofa, I turned on the TV and fiddled with my phone.
"Multiple dungeons have appeared in Chungcheong Province. The current count stands at 21 A-rank dungeons and 55 B-rank dungeons. The Korean Hunter Association is on high alert, closely monitoring the sudden situation."
The crisp voice of the announcer caught my interest. I watched the news. Footage showed Association staff controlling the dungeons.
'70 dungeons B-rank and above popping up at once? What's going on?'
I checked the internet. Articles were flooding in, and major communities were buzzing. Plenty of people were worried this might turn into something like the China incident.
I snorted.
'The China incident happened because their association covered up a dungeon that broke. This Chungcheong situation is different.'
Dozens of dungeons had appeared simultaneously and were discovered within 24 hours. The Association had firmly stated that none showed signs of a dungeon break.
'The hunters in Korea will handle it.'
It wasn't like thousands of dungeons had spawned at once; this was manageable. Korea alone had around 7,000 A-rank hunters. Even if just a quarter of them stepped up, they'd squash this without issue.
'Korea's got a ton of A-rank hunters per capita.'
Neighboring Japan, with over double the population, had about 9,000 A-rank hunters. But anyone who knew anything knew Japan's A-rank standards were lax. For reference, the US had over 30,000. America treated its hunters well.
'Ah, I gotta become an A-rank hunter soon.'
As my thoughts wandered, my desire to hit A-rank swelled up fiercely.
Hunters had three major milestones.
Awakening. C-rank. A-rank.
A fresh awakening gave you a shot at a life different from everyone else's.
Hitting C-rank was when you finally got recognized as a real hunter.
A-rank made you a hero. Doors opened everywhere, especially now with dungeons popping up more frequently and breaks happening often—A-rank hunters' value was skyrocketing.
'If I hit A-rank at my age... I'd be a superstar. Even the nation wouldn't dare mess with me; they'd grovel. Hot women would line up just for a taste of my dick...'
I thought of promising young hunters in America. They supported hunters generously, so they had talent to match. There were quite a few A-rankers in their mid-to-late twenties like me.
One guy was infamous for drugs and orgies, but even when he got caught, he always got a slap on the wrist. America gave him perks because he had S-rank potential.
'If I hit A-rank in my mid-twenties... I'd be pegged as an S-rank candidate. Then I could live it up wild, and the nation wouldn't touch me. Sure, I'd catch some flak... but my fun comes first.'
I imagined myself as an S-rank candidate.
Beauties screaming in pleasure at my beck and call. Love calls from all over the country. Super-hot agents America sends to seduce me.
"Heh, heh heh..."
Drool leaked from my lips, trickling down my chin. Just imagining it made me happy. And I had the power to turn imagination into reality.
Snapping out of my daydream, I got up.
Becoming A-rank wasn't just about raw power; you needed achievements. Neighboring Japan had loose standards, but Korea didn't. You had to rack up accomplishments to qualify for the promotion exam.
'...Suddenly feels like a hassle. Ah, I'm ready to retire. With my level, couldn't I just quit? I've got the Playful Life app, after all.'
I could live it up without becoming A-rank. But being an A-rank in reality—and eventually S-rank—would make life even more fun.
'Still a hassle though. Wish reality had auto-progress.'
Reality didn't allow auto-play. No matter how annoying, I had to do it myself.
'That Seical Guild invite from before pops into my head. Join them? They'd help with achievements. Might hit A-rank in a year...'
I shook my head, clearing the thought. Easy roads came with a price. Highways didn't charge tolls for nothing.
'Convenient now, but it'd bite me later.'
Debts had to be paid. In the Playful Life worlds, I'd ignore them, but this was reality.
I packed my gear into my inventory and searched the Association's requests and available dungeons on my phone.
'All C-rank and above in Gyeonggi, Gangwon, and Gyeongsang are booked.'
I clicked my tongue.
Korea had little land per capita, making decent dungeons hard to find.
'Gotta tag along with another party again?'
Other hunters might struggle, but I was always welcome. I was solid even among B-ranks and a known super rookie in Korea's hunter scene.
Bzzz. Bzzz.
My phone vibrated. It was a saved contact.
Association Management Team 7, Team Leader Kang O-jeok.
His main job was hunter management—not all hunters, just special cases or prospects like me. He kept tabs and handled us. Knowing him made life easier, so we got along fine.
"Hello."
"Hello, Sung Yu-jin. This is Team Leader Kang O-jeok from Management Team 7."
His warm, kindly voice came through the speaker.
"Yes, hello, Mr. Kang. What's up?"
"Do I only call when something's wrong?"
"If nothing's up, I'm hanging up."
"W-wait! I've got a great offer for you this time!"
"An offer?"
I responded flatly. No expectations. It'd probably be "join a guild" or some nonsense.
"You know about the dungeons that appeared in Chungcheong, right?"
"Yeah, it's on the news. Doesn't seem like a big deal though."
"Exactly. It's just unusual, so it's getting attention—not a real crisis. It'll be resolved by end of the week. And the Association's decided to make use of some of these dungeons more meaningfully."
"Meaningfully?"
Were there meaningful ways to use dungeons?
"We're allocating some of the new B-rank dungeons to promising young hunters like you."
"For free?"
"Yes. It'll be good experience for you."
Kang O-jeok explained further. I wouldn't be soloing B-ranks, obviously. Over 30 hunters like me were getting this offer, and we'd raid them together.
"Mr. Sung, if I may advise—this is a chance to build connections. Over half the B-rankers are from the top 10 guilds. Could help down the line."
Future connections didn't interest me. Once I hit S-rank, they'd all bow before me.
"...I'll do it."
What I wanted was achievements, not buddies.
B-rank clears weren't easy in Korea. Had to seize opportunities like this for big points.
"Great. Please arrive at the designated spot by 2 p.m. tomorrow. I'll text the location."
Chungcheong it was.
I told Han Ha-rin about it. She'd gotten the offer too, naturally. The Association wouldn't overlook the little sister of current S-rank Han A-young.
Would've preferred going with her. Having a trusted partner made things smoother, and dungeon sex with her was special.
Han Ha-rin sat on the sofa, legs crossed, arms folded. She wore comfy clothes: a tank top and short hot pants. I stared at her white tank top. No bra—her nipples poked through, pink faintly visible up close.
"I'm not going."
"Huh, why?"
Asking casually made her eyebrow twitch. We'd agreed on casual speech when alone, but she wasn't used to it yet.
"Why?"
I quickly switched tones. We'd agreed on casual only when alone... but I'd decided casual only during sex. It turned me on more.
Whether she knew or not, her expression softened.
"I'm joining Suwol Guild this time. Going with them to an A-rank, not B."
"Suwol Guild... you decided after all."
"It's the fastest way to get stronger."
Korea's #2 guild. Being Han A-young's sister, she'd get the royal treatment.
"But A-ranks are dangerous, right?"
"I'm just tagging along for experience. A preview."
"Ah, got it. Sounds nice."
"...Why don't you join Suwol too? You got the offer."
"Nah, I need to think about it."
She nodded.
"Being cautious isn't bad. But don't drag your feet forever. Decide when you have to."
"Don't worry. I'm great at decisions. And the one I'm making now is..."
I stood and went into her room, dragging out the massage bed. I slathered oil on my hands, slapping the bed.
"Sis. Hop on."
"......"
Her gaze dropped to my crotch. My erection poked out of my pants. At the familiar sight, she blushed faintly, rose from the sofa, and lay face-down on the table.
Before starting, I stripped her. Off with the top, down with the hot pants and panties. I caressed her huge ass, then lifted. No pressure from me—she raised it herself at my lead.
Biting back a grin at her exposed pussy and asshole, I began massaging her body.
It didn't take long for heated moans to fill the room.
Climbing onto the bed, I grabbed her ass and thrust my dick into her pussy. Soaked wet, it welcomed me, perfectly molded to my shape. Watching her black hair sway over her pale back, I smiled in satisfaction.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ha-rin, my dick tastes good, right?"
She buried her face in the bed. Her ears burned red.
Smack.
I spanked her ass to urge a reply. It jiggled.
"Ahng!"
"Answer me."
She mumbled through pursed lips.
"Nngh... Yeah, your dick tastes good."
Her pussy clenched tight.
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I arrived at the meeting spot.
The B-rank dungeon had appeared smack in the middle of a Chungcheong road. The Association had it locked down tight.
"Mr. Sung, the temporary lounge is this way."
A late-twenties guy with a 5:5 part and thick eyebrows spoke. Kang O-jeok. He was as handsome as his gentle voice suggested. His suit fit like a model's.
Following him into the tent marked "Temporary Lounge," I saw seven other hunters already seated. One caught my eye.
"Long time no see."