Chapter 10

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 10

Chapter Title: My Saintess

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I've heard it somewhere before.

In relationships with the opposite sex, there's a period where a woman avoids the person she likes for as short as three days or as long as a week.

I don't know why they act that way. I'm no expert in that field.

"Smack. Smack."

Still, at this moment, that example comes to mind...

'Yeah, it's just my delusion.'

A kind of mental victory.

The impossible wish that she likes me.

And rightly so—we only met a few days ago.

Logically, what reason would Song Ha-na have to like me?

But for some reason, I had this conviction that if I pushed forward like this, we could develop into something more intimate.

"Don't resist. Stick out your tongue."

"Okay."

I had the future S-Rank Saintess Song Ha-na lying on her back, straddled her hips with mine, and sucked on her lips for a good long while.

'Delicious. So sweet.'

Strangely, no matter how much I sucked, it stayed sweet.

Her body even gave off a pleasant fragrance.

Nothing like someone whose cigarette stench wafted up every time they got close to my face.

"Haa... haa."

When I pulled my lips away, the Saintess looked up at me with a flushed face.

"Eek."

She quickly blushed deeper, scrambled up from her seat, and picked up her spoon again. Even as I groped her ass while eating, she didn't resist.

"......"

Because of that, our break times turned into moments of intense physical intimacy.

I hugged her as if it were the most natural thing, devouring her lips and ass.

'This could go even further.'

In my first playthrough, the Saintess—who rejected everything else but always exercised her right to refuse sexual advances—was showing none of that now.

Naturally, I started looking forward to bedtime.

But after dinner, as we got into the sleeping bags, the Saintess suddenly grabbed me and spoke up.

"Um, listen. Anything too intense..."

The Saintess, who had silently offered her body until now, said.

"What I mean is... We've only been together a short time, and I'm not mentally prepared yet."

Her quite urgent expression suggested she sensed her virginity might fly away tonight if she didn't speak up.

'Even so, she can't properly refuse to the end.'

As expected of the Saintess.

Well, nothing to be done. Pushing too hard might make her run off to the next area.

"Don't worry. I won't go all the way."

"Th-thank you."

But she hadn't said anything about not caressing her.

Squish.

"Eh?"

The moment I slipped into the sleeping bag, I pulled the Saintess—who couldn't escape anywhere inside it—into my arms and groped her body all over.

"Ahk. W-wait a sec."

I focused especially on her breasts, which were hard to touch when we were out and about.

'Jackpot. They're seriously huge.'

They looked big visually, but feeling them with my hands made their size sink in even more.

The massive, soft mounds were comparable to those of top-tier big-sis types, healing just from touching them.

"Ahk. Um, my breasts... They're sensitive. Please... Hngh."

They really were sensitive; her nipples perked up immediately after I touched them.

As I tormented those nipples intensely, they swelled like balloons inflated to bursting.

"Ahk, please... Something's coming... I can't hold it. Eek? Hngh. Hnngh."

Her waist twitched, so I pinched her nipples and tugged them long and hard.

"Haaaah! I-I'm cumming!"

Twitch twitch.

Song Ha-na tilted her chin up and trembled lightly.

Feeling the sense of accomplishment from making the Saintess cum easily, my hands naturally moved to the next target.

"Hngh? Not there."

I'd kissed her, groped her ass, tormented her breasts plenty.

The next spot was obvious.

I slipped my hand in, and the Saintess yelped "Hiiik!" while clamping her thighs together.

But my hand had already gone past her pants and panties, reaching the hidden slit.

Coarse pubic hair. Slick love juices. The pressure from her thighs squeezing from all sides.

"N-not there... Please, keep your hands... Hngh."

My hand, arriving at the destination, immediately began its conquest.

One hand attacked her sensitive breasts to distract her, while the other dove between her thighs—clenching and unclenching rhythmically—to ravage her pussy.

"Hiiik."

I curled my fingers and slid them inside, making the Saintess jolt in shock and thrash wildly.

'Oh, she's a virgin?'

"P-please. I beg you. Please..."

Chub chub chub chub chub!

"Ahk! I'm begging you like this!"

Song Ha-na, unable to say even "No" to the end, just trembled her pussy and begged.

The Saintess's kindness must have been perfected since her prime.

"Haaa. Cumming again. Again... Hnngh."

Schlup. Schlup.

"Sorry. I got carried away."

I withdrew my hand from between her legs and held it before her eyes. Seeing the love juices dripping real-time from my fingers, Song Ha-na's face turned red.

"But my fingers are all slick now... Could you clean them with your mouth?"

"O-okay. Give me your hand."

Slurp. Slurrrp.

As expected, she didn't refuse.

With her face flushed red yet utterly melted, she just sucked my fingers clean.

After opening up to physical intimacy like that, things progressed smoothly.

Starting the next day, while eating, I slipped my hand right into the Saintess's panties, groping her ass and fingering her pussy.

"Ahk. Um, I need to eat."

"Just a bit more."

"But."

"Oh, right—I have a request. Could you touch mine too, Ha-na?"

"Huh? Th-that."

"Come on, quick."

I made the Saintess reach into my pants and grip and stroke my cock.

Pat pat pat pat! Her face beet red as she jerked my dick inside my pants—it was adorably cute.

"Ah. It's so hot and throbbing in my hand."

"Lift your hips. I'll make you cum once too."

"No, I... Hah! Ahk. Hngh."

After two days like that, our Saintess's pussy squirted at the slightest touch.

Thanks to constant fondling, whenever she looked at me, her face flushed red, at a loss.

Feeling the time was ripe, that night in the sleeping bag, I said,

"Song Ha-na, what do you think of me?"

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I want to hold you tonight."

"E-eh?"

"I want to be closer than we are now. Please, become special to me."

As I grabbed her pants and panties and yanked them down, Song Ha-na's eyes widened.

"W-wait. Even so, that's a bit... Hiiik!"

I pulled down my own pants, took out my cock, and wedged it between her thighs. The startled Saintess looked down at her crotch with wide eyes.

Between her snow-white thighs protruded my dark cock.

"Ah, uh?"

I slid my cock to press against her slit. The moment it touched, her tightly closed pussy parted left and right, making a lewd squelch.

"Ah, th-this... You do this with someone you're married to."

Wow, as expected of the Saintess—premarital chastity? My cock stiffened and grew even harder.

"Eeh? It's bigger than before?"

Fear crept into the Saintess's face, but she didn't resist to the end. Not even a plea to stop.

A bit frustrated, I told her,

"If you don't want it, just say no."

"Um, well... I..."

Truthfully, it was a bit rushed. I wanted to get closer, but not like this.

I wanted to take it slower, step by step.

But I was impatient.

She was a pushover who couldn't refuse. Not just me—probably any guy.

"Try saying it."

"Th-that... Making babies is for after marriage... Hiiik. It's sliding inside!"

Flail flail.

Too late, the Saintess sensed the crisis and struggled to escape my cock.

But my advancing cock had already entered her pussy. The thickest part of the glans was spreading her entrance.

With her hymen—the symbol of her first time—right before me, I took a deep breath.

"I told you before. I'll never abandon you. Do you believe me?"

"I-I..."

"Say it. Do you believe me?"

I looked down at the Saintess with my glans wedged in, her hymen inches away.

Our spineless Saintess even now averted her gaze, checking my reaction.

I grabbed her chin firmly, forcing eye contact. Only then did she hesitate and speak.

"I... don't know."

"......"

"But I want to believe you."

An honest answer, in her own way.

"Then be brave."

"Huh?"

"You've always been indecisive, always watching others' reactions, and suffered for it."

"Th-that."

"So this time, speak clearly. If you don't like it, say no. If you do, say yes. Say it like it's your first and last time. Even if you refuse, I won't abandon you."

S-Rank Saintess Song Ha-na.

She watches others too much, can't assert herself, can't even refuse—a total pushover.

In the first playthrough, that made her a saintess for everyone, but it won't do for this life.

This life, I want a saintess just ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠for me.

'I want her to act with backbone, not get used anymore.'

Refuse others' help and run only for me.

For that, I'd even be happy if she refused me right now.

"......"

I don't know if my sincerity got through, but anguish appeared on her face. How many times did she agonize and steel herself?

Song Ha-na bit her lip hard and nodded.

"I want to. I want to do it with you, Min-jun."

"Is this your own decision?"

"Yes."

"I'll respect that decision."

Splurt!

I thrust my cock in hard.

"Urgh... Grooooh!"

The Saintess's eyes bulged as more than half my cock plunged in with one go, and she let out a high-pitched scream.

She clenched her fists, tensed her lower belly, and squeezed my cock with all her might.

"Just endure a bit. It'll feel good soon."

Thud! Thud! Thud thud thud thud!

I hugged the Saintess tight and pistoned my hips wildly.

Once the virginity was taken, gentle or rough didn't make much difference.

"Ahk! Ahk! Hngh!"

But slamming my cock up hard still made me anxious.

She always had the option to end the pain and run anytime.

For her, who had just started down the path she chose herself, it was an easy decision.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud thud!

But our Saintess gripped the sleeping bag tight and took every single thrust from start to finish.

No more furtive glances or hesitation. No running away.

When our eyes met, she even leaned in first for a kiss.

Smack. Smooch. Smooch.

Touched by that, I felt my balls tremble as I built up for the final sprint.

"Hng. Hngh. I'm gonna cum now."

The Saintess's eyes widened.

"Th-that... Ah, cumming inside will get me pregnant. Ahk. I'll become a mom."

The word "pregnant" made my cock swell more. The thought of impregnating an S-Rank Saintess—my cock surged to her womb entrance in an instant, pounding the gate hard.

"If you want to refuse, say so."

"N-no."

And our premarital-chastity merciful Saintess, even in pain, lifted her ass back to make thrusting easier for me.

Pressing her lips to mine, she said,

"Cum inside."

"Ngh. Then I'll cum like this."

"Ahk. Hn. Hngh. Yes, cum inside."

Moved by the Saintess's fervent plea, I battered her womb gate with my cock.

I slammed into her freshly unwrapped pussy countless times.

As I thrust and thrust and my cum surged up, I buried my cock to the hilt and unleashed it straight into her womb.

"Ahk. Hot stuff... It's coming in."

I didn't pull out even after cumming.

I kept it plugged in until my cock softened and every drop of semen poured from my urethra.

"Hng. Hnngh."

'Our Saintess is climaxing too.'

The Saintess clenched my cock tight repeatedly, goosebumps rippling over her skin.

We basked in the afterglow, genitals joined, and fell asleep.

The next day, the sleeping bag was a mess, which was a bit troublesome, but there was plenty of firewood around to make a fire, and water for laundry.

And no real need to do laundry here anyway.

In other words, time to wrap up farming here.

It was exactly the 10th day since entering ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the Selection Process.

I tallied up my work so far.

Once I hit 1,000 foxes killed, the achievement evolved a step.

This was key.

The second reason I grinded in the Tutorial: from now on, I could deal 30% bonus damage to all beast monsters.

'Not like I spent 10 days on that hell just to kill foxes faster.'

Achievements and titles are inseparable.

Like thread and needle, they always go together, and usually, the title has a broader effect.

Achievements are limited to specifics like foxes, but titles affect broadly like beasts.

They synergize well too—with [Fox's Nightmare] and [Hunter], it's multiplicative for 260% total damage on foxes.

Effects like that are no joke, so grind them hard when you can.

'Especially crucial to do it at low levels when it's less risky.'

I turned my eyes to accessories.

Foxes killed: 2,892

Accessories picked up: 113

'About hit the target.'

"So we're really moving now?"

"Yes. Get ready to go."

Honestly, I wanted to grind more achievements and titles here, but it was time to leave.

Can't do anything when the hunting ground's about to vanish.

So we packed the tent and gear.

Double-checked nothing left behind.

After finishing everything, I took one last look at the vast snowy mountain, dropped my pants, and pissed refreshingly.

"Ugh, so cold. Hope the next area's warm."

"Tell me about it."

Can't say bad weather means easy trials or vice versa, but either way, I was done with cold places for a while.

Too tough to even pee.

"Hyup."

Song Ha-na, done first, wiped her pussy with wet wipes and pulled up her pants. I beckoned her.

"Song Ha-na, my dick's cold and I can't pee well. Warm it with your mouth?"

"Eh. Wh-what's that."

Yet the now-closer girl knelt before me and sucked my cock.

"How's that? Nice and warm now?"

"Yes, very warm. Feels good."

Blush.

"I can cum once ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like this, right?"

"Yes, go ahead."

I grabbed the Saintess's head and roughly thrust my hips, rubbing my cock on her lips and tongue. Then I came right in her mouth.

Splurt. Splurt. Spluuurt.

Her lips and chin, heated from repeated ball slaps, gave a perverse thrill of immorality.

"Gonna pee too, so take it in your mouth."

Nod nod.

I unhesitatingly emptied my held pee into her mouth.

Ahh, morning relief in the Saintess's mouth—best.

"Could you swallow it?"

She panicked, frozen in indecision.

'Can't change that personality overnight, huh.'

But gradually, it would be fine. If not, I'd control it from the side.

I fixed my pants. The alert rang again.

Alright, time to go.

Getting sick of this place anyway.

"Shall we head out?"

"Yes!"

Thus, we ended our 10-day Tutorial journey and headed to the next area.