Chapter 87
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 87
Chapter Title: Bunny Girl Penalty
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"I'm embarrassed... so kiss me first."
Jinwoo and Shin Seomhwa's spars always unfolded in much the same way.
The moment the match began, Jinwoo would charge in swiftly.
Shin Seomhwa, anticipating this, would weave a golden thread barrier like a spider's web right in front of her.
Jinwoo, wielding his even more enhanced Returning Knife, sliced through it effortlessly and pressed the attack.
In that opening, Shin Seomhwa would cast a new spell, swinging her threads in a counterattack.
They'd trade blows like that until, inevitably, Jinwoo slipped into her guard and grabbed her, ending the bout.
The forced caresses that followed had nothing to do with victory or defeat—they were just Jinwoo's personal hobby.
"Hoo... why can't I ever win?"
Of course, it wasn't like Shin Seomhwa was weak or anything.
A former A-rank hunter with a 40% buff? No way she'd be weak.
"It's mainly because I couldn't keep up with your speed. My reaction time's just slow to begin with."
"I don't think that's entirely true..."
Honestly, in a one-on-one, it was weird for a mage to beat a warrior.
Mages were supposed to deal damage from the backline, right?
Of course, Shin Seomhwa wasn't your average mage.
If anything, she was closer to an all-rounder who could do everything.
'She'd crush most opponents easily... but honestly, I'm beyond that level now.'
Jinwoo's overall stats edged out Shin Seomhwa's just a bit.
But their specialties differed sharply.
Jinwoo dominated in strength and agility, obviously,
while her magic power utterly overwhelmed his.
Jinwoo had the edge in burst damage,
but factoring in total attack power and versatility, Shin Seomhwa probably came out ahead.
'And yet she tries to win spars too? That's straight-up cheating.'
But Shin Seomhwa's pride burned as fiercely as her drive to improve.
She didn't just wish for it—she whipped herself into action.
And she had the talent to make it happen.
'She's been sparring with Hilde a lot too, huh?'
In the week he'd been away, Shin Seomhwa's skills had shot up noticeably.
Hilde must have given her some pointers.
Back in their office days, he'd learned a ton from watching her relentless work ethic.
And even now, she occasionally helped him out.
"So, that means I win, right?"
Whatever. A penalty was a penalty.
As he pondered what wish to extract from Shin Seomhwa, Jinwoo grinned slyly.
"......"
Shin Seomhwa pouted sulkily, saying nothing.
Her cheeks were flushed, probably from the climax she'd just hit during his teasing.
"Haa..."
But she couldn't hold out her stubbornness for long and let out a sigh.
She was as strict with herself as she was honorable—one promise she made, she kept.
Not because anyone forced her, but because she couldn't live with herself otherwise.
"What do you want this time?"
She tried to sound casual, masking her trembling voice.
Deep down, a mix of anticipation and dread swirled in her.
Every time he claimed his wish, Jinwoo teased her mercilessly until she begged for it herself.
He'd tie her up or blindfold her, doubling the thrill.
"Hmm, what should I do? Our Team Leader looks gorgeous no matter what."
"Hmph... then just strip me here."
Shin Seomhwa provocatively loosened her blouse, exposing her cleavage.
......That was dangerously tempting.
He'd nearly stripped her right there and buried his face in her breasts.
If she hadn't suddenly noticed Han Soyoung staring blankly and hastily covered up...
"How about this instead?"
Watching her, Jinwoo got a brilliant idea.
"......This pisses me off."
Shin Seomhwa muttered, lying there in her bunny girl outfit.
Even her annoyed expression was sexy.
Her bunny girl look never got old, no matter how many times he saw it.
'Is it because her proportions are so insanely perfect?'
Jinwoo's gaze slowly trailed down her body.
The first thing that caught his eye: her firm, full breasts.
Two massive, insistent orbs strained against the fabric like they might burst free any second.
For this very sight, Jinwoo had deliberately chosen a bunny suit a size too small up top.
More precisely, since her figure was generously proportioned everywhere, he'd dialed back the chest emphasis a tad.
'Nothing's sexier than breasts that spill out no matter how hard you try to cover them.'
Of course, her allure wasn't just in her chest.
The sleek S-curve of her side.
Her wide, childbearing hips jutting out dramatically.
No need to mention her plump, taut ass.
And below that, her legs stretched out long in sheer black stockings.
Top it off with her slightly grumpy expression and those perky bunny ears on her head, and it was every man's fantasy incarnate.
"Team Leader's figure is just killer, as always."
"Shut up, you perv."
"You're actually showing less skin than usual, though?"
"That's not the point. Haa..."
Shin Seomhwa sighed like she had no choice.
Her eyes flicked upward.
"Being tied up would've been better. What even is this?"
Her hands gripped the bedpost tightly overhead.
Not by choice, of course—Jinwoo had commanded it.
She couldn't let go until this play session ended.
Which left her smooth underarms completely exposed.
"I think it's great, personally. You want to let go so bad, but because I ordered you not to, you keep holding on of your own will even though you could stop anytime. That's hot, right?"
"That's exactly why you're a perv."
Unfortunately, Shin Seomhwa didn't appreciate the nuance.
Maybe because she was always on the receiving end?
"Hilde would've gotten it."
"......That trick doesn't work anymore."
Jinwoo had long made a habit of subtly comparing her to Hilde to prick her pride.
It always amped up her arousal and reactions.
He'd wondered if it'd still land now that they were friends...
'But her body's reacting honestly, even if her words don't show it.'
Her heated gaze wavered uncertainly,
and her thighs clenched ever so slightly.
Clear signs she was getting turned on.
"Haa, me dressed like this in front of a subordinate."
She wasn't aiming that at Jinwoo—they were way past that level of lamenting.
The "subordinate" she meant was Han Soyoung.
"Mmph... mmngh..."
Down below the foot of the bed where Shin Seomhwa lay.
Han Soyoung was bound tight there.
At least he'd tied her to a chair out of basic mercy.
"Isn't that... a bit much?"
"We've done way worse before."
Han Soyoung had a gag in her mouth and a blindfold over her eyes.
Saliva dribbled slightly from the corner of her lips—arousal or just a reflex, who knew.
Any outsider would've thought she'd been kidnapped.
"You're definitely a perv."
"Just a little bondage doesn't make me a..."
"You lay your boss out in a bunny girl outfit, tie up her subordinate right in front of her, and that's not pervy?"
She seemed embarrassed by her own words, her face flushing bright red.
She mumbled to herself, "Why did I agree to this...?"
Even Shin Seomhwa probably hadn't expected him to demand this.
"You paraded around with a bunny tail plug in your ass before. This is too embarrassing?"
"......Shut up."
"You didn't even care about Han Soyoung last time."
"Th-that time, it had been so long I lost my mind a little..."
Unable to bear the shame, Shin Seomhwa turned her head aside.
She'd never realize how that only stoked a man's lust even more.
'Damn, Team Leader in bunny girl gear like this is insanely hot.'
A beauty this tantalizing was his woman.
All that time training her had paid off.
"Her eyes are covered anyway. As long as she doesn't make noise, it's fine."
"......So you're saying if I don't want her seeing me embarrassed, I should hold back my moans?"
"Is that how it sounded?"
Jinwoo's hand lightly stroked her breast.
It quivered with a delightful bounce, flaunting its springy resilience.
'She talks big, but... she's already excited and ready to go.'
As always, Shin Seomhwa got off harder the more she was put through her paces.
Push too far, though, and her pride would backfire.
This level of humiliation was just right.
Though whether a bunny suit, forced hand restraint, and an ex-subordinate watching counted as "just right" was debatable.
"If it's really that embarrassing, try holding back a moan. If you can."
Shin Seomhwa clamped her mouth shut.
Her pride was clearly stung a little.
Jinwoo gazed at her adoringly—cute even now—and stole her lips.
"Mm."
As if her annoyance had vanished, Shin Seomhwa accepted the kiss.
No, she instinctively slipped her tongue in first now.
"Slurp, smack, mmngh..."
They shared a deep, intense kiss for a good while.
It didn't take long for her eyes to glaze over sweetly.
Deciding it was enough, Jinwoo reached out.
He pulled down just the chest flap of the bunny suit.
Splush!
Freed from its tight confines, the massive weight of her breasts asserted itself.
Watching them jiggle right in his face brought a fresh wave of awe.
'Mmm, yeah—half-exposed like this is way hotter than fully naked.'
Everything else covered, but her overflowing chest on full display.
There was a twisted thrill to it that full nudity lacked.
"Ngh..."
Sensing his obsessive stare, Shin Seomhwa blushed.
With her hands locked on the post, she couldn't cover them at all—and that made it even hotter.
'Team Leader's got a real talent for turning guys on. Not that she'd ever admit it.'
Now tense with nerves, a light sheen of sweat beaded her underarms.
On her, even those droplets seemed sweet.
"...How long are you just gonna stare?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"I'm embarrassed... so kiss me first."
No man could stay still after hearing that.
"Mm! Slurp!"
Jinwoo claimed her crimson lips again.
At the same time, he grasped one perfectly hand-filling, resilient breast.
"Ahn!"
Shin Seomhwa jolted at her own shrill moan, as if suddenly remembering Han Soyoung could hear everything.