Chapter 27
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Witch's Jealousy
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"Min-jun, it was so intense I could barely hold back my moans."
Our Saintess gazed at me with eyes dripping with affection. As if she had no intention of ever letting me go, she stuck right by my side the entire night watch, never leaving even an inch of space.
"Ah, time's up. I'll go wake Seo-yeon."
"Sure thing, Ha-na. Have a good night."
"You too!"
The Saintess headed back with a bright smile. Her sweet gesture of casting a recovery spell before leaving, telling me not to push myself too hard, healed my heart without even trying.
Swish.
With the Saintess slipping into the tent, Shin Seo-yeon rustled out from inside.
Crunch, crunch. As she walked toward me, our eyes met dead-on, and she whipped her gaze away. She plopped down on the ground a good distance from me.
"Why sit so far? It's cold—come closer. We can share the blanket."
"...Shut up. It's my call."
"Don't be like that. Come on over here."
I patted the spot next to me, and she sneaked a glance at my face before scooting her butt over bit by bit.
"Playing hard to get?"
"I'm not!"
Only after I teased her did she finally slide up beside me and press her hip against mine.
Of course, there was still about a hand's width between us, so I spread my arms, pulled her waist in tight, and yanked her right against me.
"Ugh. What the hell?"
"You're the one being stubborn for no reason."
"Wh-who's being stubborn?!"
"Yeah, yeah."
Man, she acts like a kid sometimes.
I tossed out a casual reply and spread the blanket over us both. With the hole in the tent ceiling, it got pretty chilly past midnight—tough to tough out in short sleeves alone.
'She's gotten some meat on her bones.'
Feeling how cold her skin was where it touched mine, I draped my blanket over her too.
"What? Share it."
"Nah, I'm good. Got long sleeves on—not cold at all."
I'd packed clothes for all kinds of weather. And with my high stamina stat, the cold was no big deal.
"Hah? Then why'd you call me over here? Could've just tossed it earlier. You're such an idiot."
"Idiot? I was being thoughtful."
"Oh, really? Then be more thoughtful. Girl's cold, blanket's what? If you're lending something, give me that jacket. God, Dickhead's got zero romance."
"Sorry, but this jacket's warmer than the blanket."
"......"
Shin Seo-yeon got a vein popping on her forehead. Weirdly, though, her face soured but she didn't lunge at me.
Huh, that's new. Normally, fists would be flying by now.
Ah, still riding the effects of that beatdown from Isera?
Feeling bold, I pushed my luck.
"So, get any sleep?"
"...As if. You two were banging like crazy!"
"Shh. Voice down."
"It's fine. Sis crashed hard—she was out cold. Wouldn't wake if someone carried her off."
Then she fixed me with a pitiful look, squirming her fingers and toes, rubbing her thighs together. Mentioning the Saintess was asleep? Even an idiot could read that signal.
"Wanna?"
"What? Dickhead, you nuts?"
"Suck it. Do good, and I'll fuck you."
I dropped my pants, and her eyes went wide.
"Y-you perv. Hurry up and put it away. What if Sis sees?"
"You just said she's asleep."
"Ugh. Yeah, but..."
She swallowed hard, glaring at my rock-hard cock. With it right in her face, her expression got even more desperate, cheeks flushing red.
"You want it, right?"
"Ugh."
In the Selection Process, guys and girls hooking up is just natural.
After scraping by on death's door, dodging disaster over and over, anyone—man or woman—ends up with raging hormones.
Whether it's hormone overload or some primal instinct to breed before dying, who knows.
Either way, in this fucked-up world full of betrayal and sacrifice, it weirdly makes scattered humans band together.
'They call it fucking your way to friendship.'
Body's the vessel for the mind. When the body connects, so does the heart.
Hand over your body, and trust blooms right alongside.
That's the general rule, anyway.
Not like those pros who play bodies for cons, betrayal, and using folks up. Ends bad for them, though.
"Want it? Suck it, Seo-yeon."
I nodded toward my crotch, and she looked pissed for some reason.
"...Why you?"
"?"
"Why's a guy like you packing something decent?"
Compliment or insult? Hell, complimenting what? The size?
"So, you in or what? Maybe I'll just pull 'em up."
I grabbed my waistband to hike them, and she snatched my hand to stop me.
"...You're such an ass. Pisses me off."
Then she dove between my legs, buried her face, and bobbed up and down.
"Slurp. Schluuurp. Schluuurp."
Not like the Saintess's gentle licks from start to finish—this was aggressive, full of energy.
Especially those pursed-lip sucks—pure greed on display.
"Enough. Hands on the wall."
She stood and braced against the wall. I yanked down her shorts, revealing soaked panties molded to her like an axe head.
Peeled those off, and with a wet squelch, strings of clear juice stretched between her pussy and the fabric.
"Damn, someone was eager. Dripping like that. You dying to get fucked by me?"
"...Don't get cocky. Only cock around here is yours, so borrowing it. No way I'd want yours. Not an idiot."
"Sure? Was gonna spoil you extra if you admitted it."
She froze.
"Hmph, talk big. Think I'd shake my ass like a whore every time with the same routine? I'm Shin Seo-yeon! Righteous Shin Seo-yeon!"
Oho, coming out swinging.
But I know her better than anyone—maybe even herself.
"Yeah? You looked cold tonight, so I thought about buying you clothes like Ha-na's next Rest Area."
"Eh?"
"Guess not needed. Forget I said it."
She immediately shook her ass side to side, turning on the charm.
"Aww, oppa. Pound Seo-yeon's pussy hard. I want your cock."
Man, instincts are scary. Full girlfriend mode in a flash. I smacked her ass hard enough to echo.
"Want it? Spread those cheeks wide."
"Mmm, like this?"
Squelch.
For a thug like her, that bright pink pussy peeking out was vivid.
Wasn't that pretty when I first broke her in. After awakening [Primordial Flame], her skin whitened up and her pussy's color popped.
'That initial 15 stamina must've been a side perk.'
No wonder it's a transcendent ability.
I gripped her top-tier ass—skin and bounce—with my left hand.
Right hand on my cock, lined it up.
Squelch.
Her dripping pussy clung right to it.
'Fuck, best pussy anytime.'
Just pressed it there, and she greedily swallowed it whole.
Plung!
"Ahhk!"
Hilted it, and she clenched her waist and thighs, trembling hard.
Not pain.
Pussy thrilled, bucking wild.
"Move."
"W-wait. I'm still cumming... Hoooook!"
Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap!
"Hooook! Hooook! Hoooook!"
"Don't dodge around—keep that ass straight!"
"W-wait! Too haaard...! Can't lift my ass... Can't... Wooo?!"
Spluuuurt!
She squirted between her legs. Wow, how bad was Seo-yeon craving this fuck?
Bad enough she must've fingered nonstop during our watch with the Saintess, skipping sleep.
"You stayed up fingering the whole time, huh?"
"...N-no idea."
"Teasing me on purpose earlier too? Mentioning Ha-na asleep."
"N-nope?"
"Answer straight."
Slap slap slap slap slap!
"Huk! Huk! Uk! Ohuk! Ungook!"
I slammed into her gripping pussy. She wiggled to dodge, so I pinned her to the wall and railed mercilessly.
"Ah! Hn! Ahhk! P-please gentle...!"
"Answer me."
"G-gentle! Sis'll hear for real!"
"Stay quiet, she won't."
"I-idiot. It's the slapping sounds. Ahhk. Ngh. Dumbass. Only good for your dick."
"Hey, dick's gotta be useful somehow. Our Seo-yeon wants all kinds of stuff from me besides it, right?"
She turned, face soaked in lust, and said it.
"Yeah, you're useful. Lots besides your dick."
She grabbed my cheek for a kiss—I blocked it flat.
"No kissing."
"Mean. Why not me?"
"Answer first. Did you finger or not?"
I thrust up, and she moaned against the wall, arms braced.
"Y-yes. Stayed up fingering. Teased you to fuck me, oppa."
Brain fully lust-melted.
Didn't even register her own words.
'Seo-yeon's cutest mid-fuck.'
I gripped her ass firm.
"Our Seo-yeon worked hard to get eaten by me."
"Y-yes, oppa!"
"Gonna cum soon—where?"
"I-inside. Cum inside me too. Fill me like Sis."
"Opening wide for my load—ready?!"
"Ungook?!"
I hammered rough, then ground deep and unloaded.
Her womb clenched hard; she twitched, toes curling, then spluuurt!—squirted again.
"Nngiii! S-Seo-yeon's womb got Min-jun oppa's baby batter...!"
Twitch, twitch. Driiip—
Pulled out, and she collapsed in a heap.
"Seo-yeon, clean-up time?"
Grabbed her hair, shoved my cock to her face—she latched on lovingly, licking lips and tongue everywhere.
Looking up with a beaming smile? Bonus.
'Cutest right then.'
But it faded quick; she wouldn't meet my eyes after.
"Back to your senses, huh."
"...Don't ask."
Post-nut clarity hits girls too.
Remembering her words, she'd feel pretty pathetic.
Or was it all acting, and I fell for it?
"Dickhead, one question."
She hugged my cock, looked straight up, serious.
"You really like Sis? Or just fucking her like me?"
Her earnest eyes pulled me in. Do I really like the Saintess?
Closed my eyes—first meeting flashed back.
Not days ago, but nine years deep. A time she can't recall.
-Um, excuse me? You okay?
She was there.
When I lost a leg, everything, hope—staring blankly at the sky, waiting to die.
Sun blazing, but darkness everywhere for me.
She approached first.
-Hold on. I'll heal you.
Saviors might not remember everyone they save.
Too many to save.
-Ha-na, plenty need healing—skip the useless ones.
But I remember crystal clear.
Leg gone, comrades ditched me, acquaintances stole gear, fellow Earthlings ignored me...
-No. I want to save him.
The saved always remember that moment. Unforgettable. Lost everything, gained it back.
Dreams, hope, goals.
-I'll get strong and repay you.
-Okay, I'll wait!
Her beaming smile pulled me from memory. No hesitation.
"Of course. More than anyone."
"......"
She stared, shocked and displeased.
"...What the hell. You've known me longer. Barely ten days with her..."
"Hm? Couldn't hear. Louder, Seo-yeon?"
"Shut up! Fuck me again, idiot!"
"?"
Fine, fucked her again.
My thick rod had her biting her lip, thighs clenched, pussy squeezing tight.
Haa, Shin Seo-yeon pressed her hand to her forehead and sighed deeply.
'I'm insane. Getting jealous there... Snap out of it, Seo-yeon. Childhood friend endings suck.'
Steeled herself, but soon gnawed her jacket lip, displeased.
Damn, damn, damn.
'Tch, never seen that face before.'
Kang Min-jun.
Watched him since kids—knew his thoughts at a glance.
Gestures, fleeting expressions, eyes full of truth.
'Damn, what makes me less than her?'
She clutched the jacket, bit her lip. Shoved away visions of Song Ha-na's massive tits.
'Can't quit like this. Hurts my pride. Gotta make him mine. Show my charms, get him chasing.'
Sniffing the jacket he gave her, she suddenly scowled, hand dipping low.
"Fuck. How many loads did that horny monkey dump inside?"
Stamina beast. Three in Sis, still this much in me.
Tent rustled—she clamped her mouth shut. Yawning Song Ha-na approached. Eyes met.
"......"
"......"
Song Ha-na sat primly beside her.
"Sis, share the blanket?"
"Mm, thanks."
Blanket on, silence again.
Awkward tension hung over the watch.
Song Ha-na broke it first—hated the vibe.
"Um."
Actually, she had a question.
"D-did you hear us earlier?"
"Ahh."
Shin Seo-yeon grinned wickedly.
"Yeah, Sis. Moaning all slutty. Didn't know you could scream like that."
"Ugh. Don't tease. Embarrassing."
Song Ha-na blushed, eyes averted.
Shin Seo-yeon snorted, staring. Why's Dickhead into this pushover?
"Sorry. I was clueless."
"What you sorry for? That horny monkey whipped it out and begged to suck."
"N-no, not that."
"?"
"Back then. You hated killing too, but took blood on your hands to protect us... And I called you out on murder being wrong."
Oh, that.
"Thanks. For protecting us."
"Don't sweat it. Wasn't for thanks—just surviving."
"Still..."
Shin Seo-yeon snorted. So timid. One thanks should've ended it.
Worried about hurting feelings? Frustrating.
'Real idiot? What's to like? Acts like a kicked puppy.'
They must stick to their own kind, she thought snidely.
"I read faces—yours won't harm a fly, even if crossed. So next time shit hits, run to me. Got it?"
"Uh?"
"Danger? Come to me."
"Mm, got it. Thanks."
"No thanks. Protecting you 'cause your heals rock."
No other reason—she was sure. She nudged Song Ha-na's shoulder.
"Questions done? Looks like the big one's still unasked."
"Um. Well..."
"Spit it. Don't drag."
Song Ha-na glanced, cautious.
"You like Min-jun, right..."
"Wh-what? Who likes that loser! You'd misunderstand if it was you!"
Shin Seo-yeon jumped up, pointing furiously.
How'd she know? Hid it well!
"Th-then... what do you think of him?"
Put on spot, Shin Seo-yeon blanked. Rolled her eyes.
"Uh, dunno. Dumb easy mark?"
"Eh? M-mark?"
"Yeah. Not important. So why you like him?"
Nicely deflected. Song Ha-na smiled softly.
"'Cause I can trust him."
"Huh?"
"Cared for me when I had nothing. Clothes, gloves... Even when comrades ditched me, left alone hopeless."
"......"
"Came to me first. Asked if I could follow and help—no strings. Yeah, trustworthy."
Couldn't give up.
Not even seeing Shin Seo-yeon and Kang Min-jun fuck wildly on watch.
One-sided crush might shake her, but...
-You really like Sis? Or just fucking like me?
-Of course. More than anyone.
Hearing that, Song Ha-na wouldn't yield. Even to a childhood friend of over ten years.
"Ugh."
Her intense gaze flicked away at Shin Seo-yeon's meet.
Huh? Flame roared then fizzled—Shin Seo-yeon blinked, muttered.
"Well, he's been nice since kids. Dumbly lent money every time."
"Money?"
"Story. You don't need. But why's he so prickly to me?"
She'd voiced the answer herself, clueless why. Frustrated.
"Sis, midnight snack?"
"Sh-sure?"
They chatted smiling outside, subtly jabbing inside, raiding Kang Min-jun's bag for snacks.
Each cherishing fresh cum in their bellies.
Swish—
...But too busy eyeing each other, they missed the stealthy outsider at the tent flap.
Kang Min-jun's solo tent unzipped quietly, then zipped shut.