Chapter 146
He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and glanced at the clock—it was nearing 6 p.m. The portal would open in an hour, but he had no intention of going in today. There wasn't much point in heading back right now anyway. He planned to scout the forests beyond later, so for today, he'd rest up fully and dive in tomorrow.
Tonight, he intended to keep messing around with Senior Choi Yujin just like this. He slipped into the bathroom for a quick piss, then returned to the room and buried himself in her lewd, voluptuous body sprawled on the bed. Kneading her firm, plump ass with his hands, he suckled noisily at her massive tits—slurp, slurp—until she twitched and slowly stirred awake.
"Hey... you..."
"Awake already?"
Still latched onto her breast, he looked up at her. Senior Choi Yujin smacked her lips.
"Cut it out. You're gonna wear 'em out."
"They won't wear out."
He kept slurping away at her tits and nipples relentlessly. Choi Yujin let out a long yawn and stretched languidly. She'd dozed off from the post-sex lethargy, only to wake up with her breasts getting sucked again—it was almost comical. Han Yaseong was a total sex demon. She couldn't fathom how he'd held back and lived like a monk until now.
"I get why you wanna bang so many girls."
"Why's that?"
"You can't contain all that stamina, so you wanna try 'em all out, right? Conquer one woman at a time? Show off your endless libido."
"That's not it..."
"Nah, it is. Your stamina's off the charts, so that's your foundation—you wanna fuck as many as possible. If you were low-energy, even a harem wouldn't matter; you'd fizzle out. But since you're a beast, you wanna unleash it on every girl out there. Hell, I can't even handle you solo. What kind of animal are you, going at it every damn day...? Don't even think about it until school starts back. I'm gonna wear out for real."
"School's five days away— you want me to hold out that long?"
Han Yaseong was dumbfounded. What joy would life have without it? He pushed himself harder into the portal worlds partly because he knew Senior Choi Yujin would be waiting here to relieve him. Telling him no left him flustered. But she was dead serious—her body felt like it was grinding down to nothing. No more for her.
"If you're that desperate, call over Euna and fuck her. Or some other girl. I'm off-limits till school. Got it? This shit's gotta be occasional, not daily. I don't have the stamina—or the desire. Sex is just a hobby, now and then. It can't be the main event."
"But... if I don't..."
"Whatever—just not with me. No more till school. Got it? Baby, I'm not a whore. My pussy isn't your cum dump. From now on, once a week max. That's the deal. Every day with you would kill me."
Choi Yujin ruthlessly shoved away Han Yaseong's pleading, puppy-dog eyes and sat up in bed. Her body felt too heavy even for a bath, but with cum still leaking from her pussy, she had no choice. She decided to rope in Iron Balls for the job.
"Iron Balls, give me a bath."
"Huh?"
"Sex with you drains me dry. Zero energy left. So from now on, you're on post-fuck cleanup duty. Carry me to the bathroom and wash me up."
She spread her arms wide. With no choice, Han Yaseong scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom. Fair enough—he regenerated his stamina detoxing in that other world, fueling endless sessions. But Senior Choi Yujin didn't have that luxury. They'd gone at it yesterday and today; no wonder she was wiped. For her sake, he'd have to show some restraint. Senior Euna was around anyway—he could call her. Or scout some other girl...
Han Yaseong meticulously washed Senior Choi Yujin as she sat on the bath stool. He'd once dreamed of pampering her like this, but actually doing it twice in a row felt oddly like a scrub-down service. Still, no complaints here. Guys would lose their minds fighting over a chance like this. Bathing Choi Yujin was every man's fantasy—no red-blooded guy would turn it down. Han Yaseong wasn't about to either, so he cleaned her tits, ass, and pussy spotless.
In return, once the bath was done, Choi Yujin sucked off his dangling cock. A parting gift before her dry spell till school—she wanted to drain him one last time. Standing there, Han Yaseong trembled as she bobbed her head furiously. His cock throbbed in ecstasy inside her mouth. After a long, intense blowjob, she pulled off and jerked him to finish, splattering her face completely.
He'd already cum straight down her throat earlier, and sensing her condition was off, he'd aimed for her face this time. But she scolded him for it anyway, so he had to wash her face again. Still, blasting ropes across Senior Choi Yujin's face felt intense. He wished he could snap a pic—her eyes squeezed shut, face glazed thick with white cum, she looked stunning. Who else could claim that? He was the only one, and she admitted as much: first time anyone's cummed on her face. She warned him not to treat her so roughly next time.
With the bath finally over, they returned to the room. Choi Yujin dressed fully and pocketed a handful of the glowing gems.
"I'll ask my dad to look into these properly."
"Gotta find out their value for sure."
"Got it. But you're really gonna meet him?"
"Yeah—need him as my proxy."
"Using my dad as your agent? You've got balls. He'll be floored. Fine, I'll set it up. I'll call him to the hotel, so you better show."
"Will do."
Senior Choi Yujin headed out, hopped on her Lamborghini, and peeled away. Left alone in front of the house, Han Yaseong paced boredly before deciding on dinner and heading to the restaurant strip. Craving something hearty, he ducked into a diner for tonkatsu.
The place had a mix of guys and girls, but no one he knew. He ordered a pork cutlet from the ajumma and sat, eyes on the corner TV. It was running a segment on meteorites. Overseas hunters were shelling out billions to buy them up, then flipping to governments or corps for double. Han Yaseong smacked his knee watching.
Just pass off the glowing gems as meteor fragments. Someone would ask about origin? Easy—found 'em by chance on a hike, picked up the shiny bits. Eye-for-an-eye bullshit, sure, but they'd buy it. No one would dream of portals; call 'em rare cosmic diamonds. The broadcast even mentioned it: asteroids of diamond out there weighing thousands of tons. Bits rained to Earth over billions of years, sleeping deep in ocean trenches. Unearth one, and it's trillions in value. USA, Russia, UK, Japan already hunting with submersibles.
Han Yaseong perked up. Snag one diamond asteroid, and he'd be set—no need for crafting crap or running businesses. Deep-sea hunts counted as adventure anyway—could be fun. Build capital, become a pro ocean-treasure hunter. The idea thrilled him. Exploration was his jam, after all.
Munching his tonkatsu with a grin, a dream took shape. Not Pirate King, but Treasure King. Indiana Jones-style global relic hunter. Han Yaseong chuckled to himself, finished up, and left the diner. Clock read just past 8 p.m. Gym? Nah, too lazy. He craved total rest tonight. Three loads into Senior Choi Yujin's mouth, pussy, and face had him spent—no workouts.
For the first time in ages, he thought of snacking on chips and reading manga, strolling slowly toward the comic shop by school. With classes looming, the streets were quiet. Snatches of student chatter from pubs and eateries, but foot traffic was light—school grounds felt peacefully deserted overall.