122. Hugging Cheon Hwa-ryeong who is cheekily teasing me...
122. Hugging Cheon Hwa-ryeong who is cheekily teasing me...
-thwoong!
"Keuheuk..."
I thought strikes wouldn't land on me at all.
However, the moment Cheon Hwa-ryeong's fist touched me, my organs twisted and my internal energy came to a screeching halt.
I rolled across the dirt field and tried to get up by putting strength into my legs, but...
-kkuk
Cheon Hwa-ryeong pressed her finger firmly against my forehead, sending me sprawling flat on my back.
-flopping
"Ugh... I'm... gonna die."
"Quit whining. I hit you without hurting your body, so get up already."
Come to think of it, it felt like I was dying when I got hit, but now I was fine again.
Mysterious. So damn mysterious.
"How'd you do that?"
"Naegajungsu-beop. But there's a more exquisite trick to it. I controlled it so the energy gnaws at the insides without bursting out."
"...So how exactly did you do it?"
"Hmm... Well, think of it as striking the wall behind your target..."
As I listened intently to her lecture, Cheon Hwa-ryeong tilted her head.
"What's with you, listening so seriously?"
"...Anyone hearing that would think I usually slack off."
"Tsk tsk, do I not know you? Your vibe's totally different. You came storming in glaring daggers and..."
Real masters can read me like a book.
Cheon Hwa-ryeong's fine, but if it were someone else, it'd be trouble.
Gotta get those tips ASAP...
"What're you thinking about?"
"...Nothing."
"...Tch? You're definitely thinking about some other girl..."
I quickly reached out my hand.
"Help me up."
"Keukuk, alright~"
I grabbed Cheon Hwa-ryeong's hand and stood, then looked right at her.
"..."
"..."
What kind of story does such a pretty young woman have to end up an alcoholic insomniac?
How intensely must she have lived to reach this level?
Respect surged up wildly, and Cheon Hwa-ryeong smirked arrogantly, brushing back her hair.
"Huh, finally developing a bit of respect?"
"I've respected you from the start, sis."
"Keukukuk, talk is..."
"Can I become like you too, sis?"
Cheon Hwa-ryeong bit her lip lightly and nodded.
"Tsk... You're impatient. You're plenty good enough. Hate to admit it, but your talent's superior to mine in one way."
"Because of my body?"
"No. You have no limits to your ideas. When I teach you something, you make it work somehow. Pacheon isn't some half-assed technique you can just pick up. Makes me wanna crack open your head and peek inside sometime."
Her raw praise lifted my mood, and Cheon Hwa-ryeong smirked, crossing her arms.
"Ha, still, to catch up to me? 10... 4 years? Ahem... Anyway, you've got a long way to go."
Seeing Cheon Hwa-ryeong's sly grin made me wanna mess with her somehow.
Suddenly, Cheon Hwa-ryeong lowered her eyes and started undressing.
"Ugh..."
-swish swish
"...? What're you doing?"
"Ha, you said let's do it."
Truth be told, I hadn't planned on it right then.
But watching Cheon Hwa-ryeong gather her breasts and chew her lips...
-bouncing up!
"...♥"
"Let's wash up together."
"Hmph..."
I scooped up Cheon Hwa-ryeong with arms wide open and headed to the bathroom.
That's how we thoroughly washed the outside and inside.
♥♥♥
♥♥♥
Even in the wide bathtub, Cheon Hwa-ryeong leaned her back against Ryu-o's body and sighed.
"Haa... I'm dying."
"..."
"..."
When Ryu-o clamped his mouth shut instead of awkwardly smiling, Cheon Hwa-ryeong furrowed her brow.
"So. What do you wanna say? I don't care, just spit it out already."
"..."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong hated the frustration, but she hated the worry in Ryu-o's eyes even more.
She acted all girly usually, but now he was hemming and hawing like a guy.
As his master and partner, she couldn't stand it.
"Tch! What're you trying to say, dragging it out like this? Speak up already!"
It sounded scolding, but Ryu-o felt nothing but endless affection and finally opened his mouth.
"Sis, do you want anything?"
"Want anything..."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong pressed the crown of her head against Ryu-o's neck and closed her eyes.
"Just... wanna stay like this forever."
Ryu-o's chest tickled, and he pulled Cheon Hwa-ryeong into a fierce hug.
-splash!
"Ow♥ You made the water overflow, you punk."
"Sis. I wanna know about your past."
-flinch!
The shaken Cheon Hwa-ryeong trembled slightly and burrowed deeper into Ryu-o's body.
"Hoo... Fine..."
-rub rub
"Not hard to tell you."
-bouncing up! Groping!
"...??? You crazy bastard..."
"......Ignore it, please."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong was about to get sad.
But seeing Ryu-o's cock splitting her ass crack, she snorted.
"Jeez... Can't even keep the mood."
"S-Sorry."
Not like I couldn't understand. It'd only been a little while since he was pickled in that aphrodisiac.
Once Cheon Hwa-ryeong saw Ryu-o was ready to listen, she spoke calmly.
The original Heavenly Demon Cult came from the Eastern Continent... Hm? You know that?
Your master told you? Whatever... doesn't matter.
Anyway. The Former Cult Leader who fled here when the Eastern Continent fell set up shop.
The Former Cult Leader... was insane. The Heavenly Demon tucked tail and ran, so his pride must've been wrecked.
His obsession was reconquering the Eastern Continent. His method? Chasing some dubious Labyrinth legend.
To climb the Labyrinth, he ground people up...
And failed miserably. Barely survived the 75th floor.
After returning, feeling his limits as a man, he started raising talent.
That's how all the talented kids from the east gathered.
Under the pretext of finding the Heavenly Demon's successor.
Some clans with eyes on supreme martial arts sent their kids.
And street urchins dreaming of turning their lives around piled up too.
About 20% of the Labyrinth City's kids, I guess.
Tsk... Not knowing it was the gateway to hell.
I was one of them. The only blood kin of that cult leader bastard.
Mother...? No clue. No time to care.
At first, everyone was hyped learning martial arts.
The clan kids got stronger fast.
The others were just thrilled to get fed and housed.
After mastering basic martial arts, one day they took us outside the Labyrinth City.
Then locked us all in a cave. Called it Bokmajeon? Buncha trash.
Locked until exactly 100 survived.
At first, we all tried escaping together. But in the dark, bellies rotting with hunger, we started killing each other.
Friends? Hah... Don't trust people too much. Starve smelling shit, and friendship goes out the window—eyes roll back, you snap necks.
Only thought left is gotta get out quick. Humanity empties, filled with venom.
That's how 100 remained.
Outside, we trained martial arts again. More advanced stuff.
But relationships weren't the same.
We crushed each other to set hierarchies, worked to the death if falling behind.
Next? Thrown naked into the Labyrinth. Deal with the former Guild Master.
...Of course tons died. Only the one who climbed highest survived anyway.
They blamed the Labyrinth, not the Former Cult Leader.
Calculated... Made 'em live obsessed with the Labyrinth.
Tsk... That face! Water under the bridge. Don't get sad.
Why I survived... Obvious, right? Last one standing.
But when I returned, the cult was in war chaos.
Years without word on his kids, drove him mad.
Clans rose up to kill the cult leader.
Right there, I took the Former Cult Leader's head. Told 'em what happened to their kids.
Fought off all who charged, sent 'em back alive.
Some pitied me, others saw me as an enemy worth dying for.
But I tossed 'em the leader's head... No immediate justification for them.
That's how I became cult leader. Stabilized the war-torn cult.
The cult was bigger than the Gongnyeo's house back then... Huh? For real, punk. Keukuk... Think what you want.
Once stabilized... headed to the Labyrinth.
Various reasons. Succession? Cult's might makes right.
Took his head, so they revered me instead.
Cult's longstanding wish. Duty, proof I had to show.
Various reasons? Got boring, don't wanna talk.
After that... After that...
"All dead. 80th floor... The factions backing me. Even Woo Ho-beop nagging daily... all dead..."
I covered Cheon Hwa-ryeong's eyes with my hand.
Cheon Hwa-ryeong tickled my palm a few times with her long lashes and shut her mouth.
After waiting a bit...
"...Can't see, punk."
"Sis, that's no fun."
-snort...
"Then you tell a fun story, punk. You get something, I get something."
I told Cheon Hwa-ryeong my entire past.
Cheon Hwa-ryeong squinted...
"...No wonder your dick's so filthy huge. All guys from your world like that?"
"Ah, seriously sis!"
Cheon Hwa-ryeong believed it way too easily.
Maybe to forget the sad memories quick, she looked at me and laughed happily.
"Keukukukuk... Heaven sent you to spice up my beggar life. Smack♥"
-bouncing! Squeezing!
"...Seriously, all guys there like that?"
"No, just me..."
"Just a dick monster, huh. Pfft..."
-splash! Splish splash!!
"Y-You punk! W-Wait! You cocky little..."
-splurt♥♥♥
"Hnyahiiit?!!! St-St...♥ Uguut!!"
-splurt~♥ spluuurt~♥ spluuurt~♥ plunge plunge plunge
I kept pounding relentlessly until the word "stop" came out of Cheon Hwa-ryeong's mouth.