Chapter 16
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Shin Seo-yeon and Song Ha-na
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The day after I'd thoroughly fucked Shin Seo-yeon.
After returning to my lodging and getting a solid night's sleep, I stepped back outside to find the morning sun shining down on the streets.
There was something heart-stirring about that blindingly bright light, just looking at it.
...Truth be told, it was a constitution I'd earned through ten years of hardship.
'During the Trials, you often can't see the sun.'
Dungeons, labyrinths, volcanic terrains, frozen tundras...
Even if you got lucky and ended up somewhere with sunlight, nightfall usually brought horrors, so the morning sun during the Selection Process was special to every player.
'Well, right now, I'm probably the only one feeling that.'
Anyway, once I'd stepped out into the street and my eyes adjusted to the crisp sunlight, a familiar backside and ass were waiting for me.
"Ah, fuck, why won't this asshole show up?"
The figure standing there with hands shoved in her pockets, looking all sloppy, was Shin Seo-yeon.
As if she'd run into something infuriating first thing in the morning, she scowled fiercely, kicking at the innocent stone pavement.
"Shin Seo-yeon?"
"Hm?"
She finally noticed me and whipped around, her face lighting up with joy.
"Dickhead!"
A delighted expression. It had been ages since I'd seen her bright, innocent smile.
But it faded quickly as she cleared her throat with a ahem and put on a prim face.
"...Dickhead, you're here?"
"Yeah, did you sleep well last night, Seo-yeon?"
Her sudden shift in demeanor was par for the course, so I ignored it.
Instead, as a morning greeting, I grabbed a firm handful of her plump ass.
'Oh, the feel of it is still top-notch.'
Soft yet bouncy, packed with youthful firmness.
"...What the hell from the morning."
Shin Seo-yeon smacked my hand away and grumbled curtly.
"What's wrong with it? It's not gonna wear out from a little touching."
"Are you insane?"
I reached for her ass again. She swatted it away, but I persisted stubbornly.
Our hands clashed in mid-air until she yanked her ass back and snapped.
"Ah, fuck! Stop groping me already!"
"Why so stingy? On your period or something?"
"You bastard? It's because your cum keeps leaking out and it's a hassle!"
"Huh? Leaking? You mean you're still carrying my load in your pussy?"
What a tantalizing thought.
Far from stopping, it fired me up. I lunged at Shin Seo-yeon, pulled her into a hug, and shoved my hand straight into her panties.
She yelped in surprise and yanked my hand out.
"That's it, you've gone too far! You wanna get fucked up?!"
Yeah, whatever. I tried again. She shielded her ass with both hands.
Zing.
She furrowed her brow hard. A murderous glare that said she'd kill me if I touched her.
Grab.
"You really are pushing it!"
'As long as [Binding] is in effect, Shin Seo-yeon can't do shit to me.'
I'd confirmed that yesterday.
No need to hold back anymore.
Besides, I'd already mounted this prickly girl twice and fucked her to my heart's content.
My cum was still sloshing around inside her pussy.
'Why the hell would I be scared of a girl like that?'
As I eyed another opportunity and reached out, she grabbed my wrist tight and held firm.
"Don't."
"......"
"Fuck, I said don't."
A tense tug-of-war.
But the outcome was decided. Under my relentless prodding, she bit her lip and yielded.
She guided my hand to her ass over her pants.
Meaning: touch over the clothes, not inside.
'As you wish.'
I smacked and kneaded that ass with a sharp slap, and Shin Seo-yeon glanced around at the passersby, her ears turning red.
"So, Seo-yeon, you still haven't answered my question from earlier. You still got my cum tucked away in your pussy?"
"...What am I supposed to do? It won't come out."
"Huh? You said it was leaking earlier."
"It's annoying. It doesn't all come out at once—it trickles out bit by bit."
She'd tried clenching and digging it out with her fingers, but it clung so stickily inside, refusing to budge.
"It's sticking like a horny monkey in heat. You have no idea the hassle. Felt like everyone could see yesterday. Ugh."
"That's a compliment, right?"
"You think?"
Anyway, with her permission granted, I pulled her into a full embrace and groped her ass and tits openly.
Passing guys gawked enviously, and I totally got it.
'I used to stare at Chris like that.'
Shin Seo-yeon, number one on my fuck list.
Her one and only boyfriend, Chris.
Tons of guys envied him.
Some even made it a habit to whine about wanting to watch me fuck Shin Seo-yeon.
Others offered big bucks to watch it live.
Of course, that crap reached her ears and got burned alive.
'And now she's letting me handle her like a proper lady.'
I cupped her tits, gathering them in my hands.
For a Korean girl, they were impressively big, bulging nicely over her clothes.
"Eut."
As I teased around her nipples and savored their softness, Shin Seo-yeon stared at me with flushed cheeks and said.
"Hey, Kang Min-jun."
"?"
"That girl from yesterday."
"Song Ha-na?"
Shin Seo-yeon hesitated before speaking.
"Yeah. Are you two dating or something?"
"Who knows."
We hadn't made it official, but probably?
Though if the Saintess denied it, I'd be out of luck.
"But why?"
Shin Seo-yeon glanced at me cautiously while I held her tits. A tentative remark.
"If not, then... how about you and I date for real...?"
But at that moment, a familiar silhouette shimmered into view.
Tits massive compared to Shin Seo-yeon's. A slim waist. Shoulders hunched in slight insecurity.
Without a second thought, I released Shin Seo-yeon and approached the silhouette.
"Ha-na, sleep well?"
"Min-jun?"
The Saintess blinked against the morning sun a few times before spotting me, her face lighting up.
"Yes! Did you sleep well yesterday, Min-jun?"
She trotted over, hugged me, asked about my night, and beamed innocently—like a pet dog wagging its tail at its owner.
Just looking at her was healing.
Especially the massive mammaries pressing into my chest during the hug. Waa, my cock stiffened involuntarily.
Our Saintess is the best, after all.
"...Dickhead, enjoying it?"
A sharp voice came from behind.
I turned to see Shin Seo-yeon, arms crossed, scowling at everything from our hug to the tent pitching in my pants.
Only then did the Saintess notice her and ask me.
"Min-jun, who's this?"
"My friend. Classmate."
"Ah, classmate... So that's why you were so close yesterday..."
Close? What misunderstanding is that?
I disentangled from the Saintess's hug and turned to Shin Seo-yeon.
"Right, Seo-yeon. You were about to say something to me earlier?"
"......"
Shin Seo-yeon stomped over, radiating pure displeasure.
'Hm? What's up?'
Why the sudden mood swing?
She seemed fine just moments ago.
No clue.
Her moods swung wildly like a crazy bitch anyway, but today it was extra bad.
Even judging by her patterns over ten years, no dice.
"Dickhead."
She marched right up, snatched my arm, and grinned.
"Strictly speaking, not just classmates. We went to the same elementary, middle, high school, and college. Oh, and kindergarten too, right?"
Suddenly glued to my side, arm linked, flashing a sly smile.
The Saintess looked baffled, like eeh? She seemed to want to pry Shin Seo-yeon off me but didn't know how.
'Even our Saintess's fidgety look is cute.'
Anyway, no room for misunderstandings.
I shoved Shin Seo-yeon off. Seizing the chance, the Saintess dashed over and clung to my left arm.
"Hey!"
"What."
"The temperature difference between me and that bitch is too much, no?"
"Fair point."
Honestly, impossible to treat them the same. After over ten years of her shit.
"Eek!"
Shin Seo-yeon yanked my right arm back and growled at the Saintess, eyes narrowed.
Eh? The Saintess yelped and hid behind my left arm.
I whispered to Shin Seo-yeon, baffled.
"What are you doing? Don't you hate me?"
Earlier she wouldn't even let me touch her, snapping mad. Now she's clinging?
"Yeah, I hate you. And that big-titted cow nerd bitch too. So I can't stand watching you two flirt happily."
"......"
...What is this, a fart?
Fine for me, but why hostility toward the Saintess?
Her glare was ferocious, like she wanted to devour her.
"Ah, whatever. We're going shopping now, so beat it, Seo-yeon."
"No thanks?"
Instead, she plastered herself to my right arm and snarled at the Saintess trembling on my left.
"Hey, you cow. Get off my Dickhead while I'm asking nicely."
"N-no."
Surprisingly, despite Shin Seo-yeon's predatory glare, the Saintess refused to let go of my arm.
The usually unable-to-say-no Saintess was desperately holding firm today.
Aww, so lovable.
'That said, both are drawing crazy aggro.'
Song Ha-na with her insane tits, Shin Seo-yeon with her killer looks and body—they had everyone staring.
Those stares turned to envy and jealousy aimed at me.
'Feels like I've become a celeb in an instant.'
Ignoring the crowd, the two bickered fiercely.
"Hey, cow. Let go already?"
"N-no. You let go. Isn't this too touchy for childhood friends?"
"That's the childhood friend privilege. I have the right."
"M-me too!"
"Oh? What right? You two dating seriously or something? Never heard that from my childhood friend self."
"Th-that's."
It was one-sided aggression from Shin Seo-yeon, but no sign of it ending.
Even as I walked, they stuck close, trading barbs.
'I'd love to side with the Saintess and peel off Shin Seo-yeon.'
But the fight was too heated.
Pick wrong, and the Crimson Flame Witch's pride might snap, causing a scene.
I proposed mediation.
"Just let go of both arms and walk normally. How's that?"
"No."
"No!"
Yeah, no dice.
Back to bickering.
Sigh. Listening in, it was over petty shit.
"Ha! You think you're close to Dickhead? Ever been to his house? I have."
"Ugh. N-not that, but we've made memories you couldn't— just the two of us!"
"Ooh, what memories? Made snowmen in the Tutorial, caught foxes, cooked meals? Huh? Fucked now and then at night?"
"E-eh? Th-that."
The Saintess panicked and looked up at me, as if asking if I'd told.
I shook my head—nope, never said a word.
'Anyway, can't let it heat up more.'
Left alone, it'd turn emotional.
Time for drastic measures.
'Nothing unites like a common enemy from outside.'
I shot both hands out, grabbing Shin Seo-yeon and Song Ha-na's asses.
Not stopping there, I shoved them into their pants, under their panties.
"Eek?"
"Hey, Dickhead, you...!"
Song Ha-na's face went beet red, head down. Shin Seo-yeon glared daggers, demanding I pull out.
I ignored them, pushing deeper to their pussies.
"M-Min-jun."
"You really... to the end..."
They froze solid.
The street had people, and they were staring.
Not my problem.
I tapped their inner thighs between their legs.
A gesture to spread 'em. They resisted my insistent urging until they relented, parting their legs slightly.
My hands dove in, plunging into their pussies.
Squelch squelch.
"Eut. Hn. Hngh."
Let's see. Saintess must've masturbated alone before heading out—her insides were hot and slick.
Slurp slurp. Slurp slurp.
"Hauk. D-damn..."
Seo-yeon's panties were soaked from my massive load yesterday.
I jammed middle and ring fingers in and stirred vigorously; juices gushed from both holes.
Their tight, barely-used pussies clenched my fingers like vices.
'Alright then.'
Chop chop chop chop chop!
I finger-fucked them proper.
Shin Seo-yeon and Song Ha-na's eyes bulged; they squeezed their thighs, flailing in confusion.
Lewd wet sounds erupted from their crotches, loud enough for anyone to hear.
"Eut. Hat. Ahng."
"H-hey, stop. Any more and..."
Tremble tremble.
'Whoa, that's enough. Don't want them pissing themselves on the street. Gotta save face.'
I pulled out of their panties. They gasped raggedly, relieved to be alive.
But only for a moment.
"Eut."
Glancing at each other by chance, they flushed and turned away.
Embarrassment and shame mixed with bewilderment.
The street guys who'd watched it all had massive bulges in their pants.
Basking in their jealous stares, I held my dripping fingers in front of the girls.
"......"
"......"
They knew what it meant.
Just too many eyes.
I pressed them to their lips anyway.
Eut.
They hesitated, then realized no escape and sucked my fingers clean lightning-fast.
Slurp. Slurrrp.
Smack. Smack smack.
After that, they turned into perfect, meek kittens.
With relaxed steps, I led them into the Rest Area's shopping district.
The Rest Area's shopping district was usually full of street vendors.
Players sold items farmed from Trials; browsers compared them to shop goods, debating purchases.
Like any RPG, supply followed demand.
But this first Rest Area had no items or money, so the streets were deserted.
A stark reminder we'd returned to the start of the Selection Process.
"Where to?"
"Weapon shop first."
I headed for the building with a sign of crossed sword and helmet.
Rest Areas varied, but here weapons and armor were together.
Players Shin Seo-yeon and Song Ha-na wish to enter 'Ebon Fang Armory' with you. Allow?
You have entered 'Ebon Fang Armory'.
Resident perk: 50% discount on items.
Resident perk: Hidden features of this location activated. Purchase items through the shop now.
The resident perks were insane, as usual.
I dismissed the alerts and scanned the shop interior.
Fitting the first Rest Area, it reeked of dinginess.
Like a newbie village shop—wooden walls, shelves and displays crammed with weapons, unclear if for sale or show.
Poke poke.
The Saintess curiously poked around everywhere, while Shin Seo-yeon—who'd clearly been here before—watched pityingly, then sauntered up like a thug, slapping a hand on her shoulder.
"Sis."
"Y-yes?"
"How old are you, sis?"
"Tw-twenty-three."
"Hmm. Older than me for real. Bra size?"
"Why...?"
I told Shin Seo-yeon.
"Seo-yeon, don't bully Ha-na too much."
"Hey, bully? What do you take me for."
Even with the Saintess trembling in fear, it sure looked like bullying. Waa, even shaking she's cute.
"Anyway, I said don't bully."
"Yeah, fuck off."
"Then I'll buy you stuff again."
Instant attitude shift.
"Sis, nice to meet you. I'm Shin Seo-yeon. Call me Seo-yeon casually."
"Eh?"
"Quick. Say it."
"Uh, o-okay, Seo-yeon."
"What's your name, sis?"
She's consistent in her own way.
From predatory to sugary sweet— the naive Saintess was dumbfounded but cooperated with the interrogation.
'In round one, she killed plenty but never the timid types, so no worries for now.'
Shin Seo-yeon was a fox with men, but a total bulldog with women—when evenly matched.
With someone as meek as our Saintess, even touching bruised her pride.
That's Shin Seo-yeon.
'Just watch for her snapping in anger during arguments...'
Earlier, with me there, she'd mustered courage. Now she was back to timid mode, where Shin Seo-yeon could strip her bare.
"Wow, sis is a real cow. Won't tell me your size?"
"S-Seo-yeon. Stop. Hnna."
I left the Saintess whimpering as Shin Seo-yeon groped her tits and approached the owner.
"Welcome. What can I help with?"
A burly guy, built like he hit upper-body days at the gym, greeted with a smile.
"Looking at wares."
Standard reply, and a hologram menu popped up.
'Hm. Way different from refugee days.'
The tabs, once just [Weapons/Armor], had ballooned with resident perks.
Normally, first Rest Area weapons topped 40 types. Now? Over 1,000.
'What the hell.'
Checking them out, it clicked.
'Selling stuff we couldn't see before?'
Low-level gear, all level 0+ restriction.
But every one had special options.
Spear: +10 Fire Damage
Spear: +10% Evasion
Spear: +5% Crit Chance
'Unbelievable. Special option gear only from Trials or [Challenges].'
Some farmed Trials endlessly for perfect options.
I'd planned around that too.
'Definitely entry-level weapons.'
Same names, wildly varied options.
Scrolling through, something even catchier popped up.
<Item>
Name: Agility-Infused Longsword Random Box
Price: 1,000 points
Description: Open to get a longsword. Random Agility value as special option. Max 10.
It was a gacha.