Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: Black Lace Therapy
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"Where feels good?"
"Take off my clothes? You don't mean get completely naked, do you?"
Shin Seom-hwa's face took on a slightly guarded expression.
She seemed uneasy right after realizing her pussy was wet.
"It doesn't have to be fully naked, but the less fabric the better. Underwear is fine too."
In my mind, I wanted to grab and squeeze those voluptuous tits right then and there.
Sexy lingerie was tempting in its own way, though.
"People often strip down completely for massages anyway, right?"
"I've never gotten one, so I wouldn't know..."
"It's definitely less efficient with clothes on. Saves time too."
"I'm already embarrassed to death as it is..."
Shin Seom-hwa tried to pull down her white tee to cover her stomach.
It only made her breasts stand out more, looking even sexier.
'She's probably torn between crossing the line since it's already wet, or keeping it like this.'
Shin Seom-hwa was the haughty ice beauty of the office.
She wouldn't show her underwear, let alone go naked, under normal circumstances.
But her current outfit was embarrassing enough.
So she might think it's better to just get it over with quickly.
'All bullshit, of course.'
In reality, clothes made no difference.
The massage itself was a lie from the start.
I just wanted to see Shin Seom-hwa's tits and hips up close.
'Even like this, her breasts are huge. Naked, they'd be insane.'
She was still hesitating, so I tossed out some bait.
"How about a swimsuit instead?"
"A swimsuit would work?"
"Minimizing fabric coverage is the key. A bikini would be about the same."
For me, underwear or a swimsuit was six of one, half a dozen of the other.
Just the difference between getting wet from the inside or the outside.
But to Shin Seom-hwa, who was pondering underwear, it would sound appealing.
"Your current outfit is fine too, of course. Just expect to need three or four more sessions than if you strip."
"Three or four more..."
Shin Seom-hwa glanced down at the crotch of her dolphin shorts.
The stain in the middle made her soaked pussy blatantly visible.
"I-I'll think about it."
"Sure, it's treatment anyway, so relax."
I said that, but I was certain.
Shin Seom-hwa would soon strip completely in front of me.
"Hunting's going well. Nice."
I muttered to myself while looking at the horn rabbit in my hand.
With Shin Seom-hwa around, our food consumption had increased.
But it wasn't a big issue.
Hunting was even smoother now.
'And with Shin Seom-hwa here, no shortage of hands.'
With three people now, we'd divided roles basically.
Hilde, with her sharp eyes and quick reflexes, handled fish catching and mushroom foraging.
Shin Seom-hwa, still powerless, gathered greens and fruits nearby and did odd jobs.
And I, much stronger lately—not to mention with inventory—retrieved the trapped prey.
'Makes everything way easier.'
Before, I had to do everything myself, no breathing room.
Just one extra person cut my workload in half.
So lately, I'd been making tools and weapons.
Horn rabbit horns were tough—perfect for spears.
"Getting too far out is risky. Time to head back."
Even so, solo outings were limited to safe areas near the base.
Hunting was so good lately, no need to go far anyway.
We still had wolf meat from before.
Rustle.
A sudden ominous feeling made me stop.
'Ancient Wolf?'
Were my thoughts about wolf meat summoning it?
One Ancient Wolf had descended for revenge.
My senses sharpened on this island—I could spot blatant hostility like this easily.
'This lone wolf thinks I'm the prey?'
If it'd come with a pack, I'd have noticed way sooner.
"Didn't expect one this far in. Gotta warn Team Leader."
I grumbled and pulled out the "Returning Knife," nicknamed Adol.
It'd been my dedicated weapon for ages now.
Felt perfect in my hand.
'Same trick as last time, but beasts repeat mistakes—that's why they're beasts.'
I stood still, then suddenly hurled Adol into the brush.
I wasn't even sure it was there.
But that didn't matter.
Hitting it wasn't the goal.
"Grargh!"
An Ancient Wolf burst from the nearby brush.
It leaped straight at me in one bound.
Mouth wide, aiming to rip out my throat in a flash.
'Predictable.'
I pulled a log from my inventory.
Its head smashed into the suddenly appearing wood with a dull thud.
It tumbled across the ground.
"Kiiing!"
Blood sprayed—head-on collision.
The makeshift shield worked fine.
Not swung by me, so impact was meh.
But landing a critical hit mattered.
'Finish it quick.'
Shallow wound, less than a second.
Plenty to kill one wolf.
'Return!'
Adol flew back to my hand like a magnet.
I slammed it down with full force.
Crunch!
The blade pierced its skull, ending the Ancient Wolf.
"Oh, leveled up again?"
Just one kill for a level up.
Probably including the last Ancient Wolf.
Low level made it easy.
I opened my status window right away.
Name: Kim Jin-woo | Level: 5 | (Stat Points: 5)
Leveled up, got stat points.
But oddly, all stats had increased by 1 automatically.
'Stats rise automatically?'
Before, unallocated stats stayed at 1.
Now, all would rise by 1 each level.
"Level ups give 5 points, so overall double the growth from before?"
Strength alone had massive effects.
This could mean explosive progress.
Nonstop new info—mind-blowing.
"Trait aside, what's this physical change?"
I stripped to check.
More muscle overall, tighter abs and limbs.
Body looked noticeably better.
"Feels like I even grew a bit taller?"
The status didn't just boost numbers—it reshaped my body.
Worth going all-in on one stat.
Beyond expectations.
'Other stats might do the same at thresholds.'
I'd focused Strength for utility.
Time to branch out.
'Agility next.'
Levels auto-boost all stats anyway.
Pick what helps combat directly.
Name: Kim Jin-woo | Level: 5 | (Stat Points: 0)
Three more levels, and Agility hits 20.
Excited for that trait, I stored the Ancient Wolf corpse in inventory.
While Jin-woo hunted, Shin Seom-hwa and Hilde prepared the meal together.
Roasted wolf meat, fish, mushrooms, greens, and some fruits.
Luxurious for a deserted island.
'Must've taken huge effort to stabilize life here.'
The longer she stayed, the more she felt like dead weight.
Even trying hard, she couldn't match Hilde.
Her desire for power only grew.
'But swimsuit for massage? Risky.'
Clothed massage wrecked her body.
Top soaked with sweat, breasts visible.
Pussy drenched like never before.
'Sigh, gray dolphin shorts made it so embarrassing.'
Such deft hands on bare skin?
Could her body handle it?
Jin-woo called it natural, said Hilde too.
'...So Hilde got massaged too?'
Made sense—they fucked daily.
Her chest fluttered stronger.
She glanced at Hilde beside her.
Hilde lovingly maintained her spear.
Beautiful even to another woman.
Top-tier skills too—explained why Jin-woo gave her the best weapon.
"Something wrong?"
Hilde looked up suddenly.
Shin Seom-hwa hesitated, then asked directly.
"Um, Hilde... what about Jin-woo made you start dating him?"
"We're not dating."
Shin Seom-hwa flustered at the casual reply.
Fucking daily but not dating?
"Then... you don't date, but do that every day...?"
"I'm Master's slave. In modern terms... fuck buddies?"
"Fuck buddies" heated her face.
Especially casual from Hilde.
Swallowing pride, she pressed on without showing it.
"You like Jin-woo anyway, right?"
"Yes."
Hilde smiled brightly.
Her honest purity was enviable.
"What do you like about him?"
How'd she end up asking this?
But inner turmoil moved her tongue.
"Lots, but... his face first."
More superficial than expected.
But understandable.
Jin-woo was handsome at work.
A few girls liked him; she might've if circumstances allowed.
'Island life toned his body too.'
Hilde was a beauty, but island context fit.
"And size, probably."
Hilde made a circle with fingers, poked it with index.
The blunt words and gesture turned Shin Seom-hwa beet red.
"S-size there?"
"Master's cock is perfect in size, hardness, length. Fills you up completely."
Hilde touched her cheek ecstatically just talking.
Vulgar words from elegant face—unbalanced, but seductive.
Any man would fall.
How was he so good?
That amazing?
"Um... is Jin-woo... that skilled?"
"Master's technique is the best. Melts you with foreplay alone, no cock needed. Any woman would get hooked."
Shin Seom-hwa recalled her massage.
Touch infinitely better than her masturbation.
Didn't even touch erogenous zones—nearly came.
'Not weird to feel that?'
She'd wondered if her body was lewd.
Normal?
"Feeling good from touch... normal?"
"If Master's touching, yes."
Unwavering, like gospel.
Shin Seom-hwa pondered.
In society, she'd deny as nonsense.
Even if true, pride wouldn't allow "that."
But craving power, Hilde's assertion, yesterday's hazy pleasure...
They justified bending common sense.
'Right, it's treatment.'
That evening.
Preparing the massage, I whistled inwardly at Shin Seom-hwa's appearance.
"Team Leader, you sure?"
"Y-yeah. It's treatment, sweat's just physiological, right?"
Even saying it, she shyly covered her breasts and pussy, thighs rubbing together.
She wore black lace underwear.