Chapter 187: Lewd Yokai After School[R-18] (50)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 187: Lewd Yokai After School[R-18] (50)
CRASH! KRA-KOOM!
The clashes continued.
The ground split open into deep fissures, trees were torn out by their roots, and dust and debris filled the air.
The sound of ragged breathing echoed through the clearing.
Across from me, the Tiger King slowly pushed himself to his feet.
His brown fur was matted with blood, clinging to his shoulders and arms, and his breath came in ragged bursts.
“Hah… hah… I knew you were no ordinary foe… but you’re strong.”
I let out a smirk and flicked my sword, shaking off the remaining blood.
“After rampaging like that, are you finally running out of steam?”
The Tiger King gritted his teeth. A golden aura began to rise from his body again, but—
Fzzt!
The tips of his fingers trembled minutely. His body was reaching its limit.
I, too, had a gash on one shoulder that was bleeding, but the wound healed almost instantly.
“It’s not… over yet!”
The Tiger King roared and charged once more.
I slowly raised the Flying Heaven Sword.
“I think it’s about time we ended this.”
The blade hummed deeply, unleashing a jet-black demonic energy that distorted the air around it.
The moment I took a step, the ground cracked beneath my feet. At the same time, the Tiger King rushed forward with explosive speed.
His golden claws tore through the air, aiming for my neck.
I swung the Flying Heaven Sword.
CRACK!
The black sword force and the golden energy collided, unleashing a massive shockwave.
The ground caved in where our powers met.
But it only lasted for a moment.
My sword pushed past his claws and drove forward.
“Kuh!”
The Tiger King’s expression twisted.
He instinctively twisted his body, but—
SHRIIIP!
The blade grazed his side, leaving a deep gash.
The Tiger King kicked off the ground and retreated. But I had no intention of letting him go.
I moved again before he could even regain his posture.
Swish!
The moment my sword reached his eyes, I slashed his side. Ignoring the wound, the Tiger King counterattacked.
I took a step back. The Tiger King, on the other hand, gasped for breath, clutching his wound.
Red blood streamed from the gash on his side.
“Give it up already.”
“You think… I’ll fall to something like this?”
“Fool.”
With those words, I slowly extended my sword.
Black demonic energy spread through the air.
I took a step forward. He lowered his stance, preparing for a final, desperate attack.
I slowly raised my sword, my eyes fixed on him.
“Fine. Go ahead and rampage one last time.”
In that instant, the Tiger King’s golden eyes filled with a thick killing intent.
His body blazed with demonic energy once more.
But this time was different from before. It wasn’t an overflowing power, but the movement of someone squeezing out the last of their dying embers.
‘This is the end.’
I held the Flying Heaven Sword upright, watching his every move.
The moment he kicked off the ground, I immediately swung my sword.
SHWAAAA!
The air itself seemed to split.
My sword flew toward him, clashing with the Tiger King’s final attack.
In an instant, the two energies collided, causing a massive explosion.
RUMBLE!
Huge boulders were thrown into the air, and dust obscured my vision.
A moment of silence.
As the dust settled, I walked forward slowly, sword in hand.
Before me, the Tiger King was on his knees.
A deep wound marred his chest, and his entire body was covered in torn fur and blood.
His golden eyes wavered.
He tried to resist until the very end, but his body would no longer obey.
“Kugh…”
He placed one knee on the ground.
“…Damn it.”
The Tiger King muttered, breathing heavily. I looked down at him and slowly opened my mouth.
“I hear there’s something you cherish.”
The Tiger King’s expression contorted.
“What?”
“Offer me your daughter, and I’ll graciously spare your life.”
“If you touch my daughter, I won’t let you get away with it!”
The Tiger King’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. The last of his energy erupted from his body.
But I simply raised my hand. My energy completely crushed his golden demonic aura.
RUMBLE!
The Tiger King’s body was forced deeper to its knees. The energy that was about to explode was extinguished in an instant.
“A predictable reaction. How boring. Just die.”
I smiled coldly and raised my sword.
The Flying Heaven Sword cut through the air, sending a single streak of sword energy flying.
The Tiger King reflexively twisted his body, but it was too late.
A beat later, blood spurted from his neck.
SPLURT!
The Tiger King’s golden eyes trembled. His massive body swayed heavily before collapsing to the ground.
THUD!
The ground shook.
Blood flowed like a violent flood, staining his golden fur crimson.
I quietly flicked my sword clean, then looked down at the Tiger King’s corpse, clenching and unclenching my fist.
‘Ha, so this is the power of the Black Dragon.’
I hadn’t even made it completely my own yet. I wasn’t used to controlling the power.
And yet, I had defeated the Tiger King, a being who had reached the Transformation Realm.
‘This regeneration is a cheat.’
I looked myself over. The torn fabric of my clothes fluttered in the wind. The wounds I’d sustained during the battle had vanished without a trace.
‘If I can make this power completely mine… I suppose I could operate openly.’
I slowly raised my head. A satisfied smile spread across my face as I gazed at the Tiger King’s blood-soaked corpse.
‘Since I’m heading somewhere else anyway… should I pick up the Tiger King’s bitch of a daughter?’
Ho-yeon, one of the heroines from the original story. She had a confident personality and a slim yet firm body.
‘I’ll get a decent cocksleeve out of this.’
Ho-yeon would offer a different kind of flavor.
I slowly turned my head.
In the distance, a large group was approaching.
“Took you long enough to show up.”
They were the yokai who had been forming an encirclement to the south.
Since I’d already been discovered, I decided to slaughter them all.
I gripped the Flying Heaven Sword tightly. A massive, jet-black sword force swung out in a crescent moon shape.
KRA-KOOOOM!
The explosive sword energy flew toward the group of yokai blocking my path.
SHRIIIP!
The black demonic energy raged, tearing their bodies to shreds.
Unable to even scream, the yokai’s heads and limbs flew through the air.
CRUNCH!
Heads rolled on the ground, and spilled intestines tumbled into pools of blood.
There were no survivors.
I surveyed the scene, now nothing but blood-soaked earth and fragmented corpses.
“Doesn’t look like anyone survived.”
I surveyed the scene, now nothing but blood-soaked earth and fragmented corpses.
Finally, I walked over to the Tiger King’s body and destroyed his heart. If another yokai ate it, they could become stronger. I could have eaten it myself, but… I had no intention of eating something like this.
‘Besides, there are plenty of ways to get stronger without resorting to this.’
*
Atop the tallest building in Cheong-un City, a red-haired woman lay on a luxurious sofa, being attended to by her maids.
She was draped in a splendid crimson silk robe, but the skin revealed through the deeply cut collar was as smooth and lustrous as porcelain. Her hair, reminiscent of a blazing fire, cascaded down her back in a long, soft flow, and her faintly glowing golden eyes were half-closed in a languid haze.
“Lady Hong-yeon~ Should I massage here as well?”
One of the maids expertly pressed her gentle hands into the woman’s shoulders.
Hong-yeon lazily turned her head, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
“Go on. Haa… Ha-yeon… I always feel this way, but your hands are so refreshing.”
As she smiled faintly and leaned back, the slender line of her waist and her voluptuous curves were naturally revealed.
“Of course! I’m a Snow Woman, after all! Here, Lady Hong-yeon, turn over. I’ll massage your bottom, too.”
Ha-yeon skillfully wrapped an arm around her waist and began a gentle massage. Hong-yeon’s red wings fluttered lazily, then drooped again as if her mood had instantly improved.
“Hnng… Indeed, your touch feels wonderful.”
Hong-yeon let out a soft, satisfied sigh and nonchalantly lifted a teacup to her lips for a sip.
“By the way, Lady Hong-yeon. Didn’t you say there was a leaders’ meeting? Is it alright for you not to go?”
“It’s long past. And what would be the point of going? They’d just drone on with their useless chatter. Besides, I have no desire to spend a single moment with those smelly men.”
Hong-yeon continued in a leisurely tone, enjoying the maid’s touch.
“I find spending time with you all far more enjoyable.”
She wrapped her fingers around the maids’ waists, gently pulling them closer.
“It’s still so early~”
“Lady Hong-yeon~”
The maids, as if accustomed to this, gave shy smiles and entrusted their bodies to her.
Just as Hong-yeon was about to drool and bury her face in a maid’s chest—
“Lady Hong-yeon!”
The door burst open with an urgent voice. Hong-yeon glared up in annoyance.
“How rude! Who gave you permission to enter?!”
The man standing at the door had a terrified expression.
“Th-There’s terrible news! We’ve received word that the Tiger King is dead!”
Hong-yeon’s gaze turned icy.
“…The Tiger King is dead? Who killed him?”
As she slowly rose to her feet, the temperature in the room began to climb. A scorching heat spread, causing the maids to flinch and shrink back.
The man added, sweating profusely.
“The culprit… has not yet been identified. However…”
He swallowed hard and continued.
“They said someone absorbed the Black Dragon’s heart in the Valley of Yokai. And… to relay the message that the one who can wield that power killed the Tiger King.”
“The Tiger King is not one to be taken down so easily. It’s surprising to hear he’s dead.”
The man, tense with fear, continued.
“And… they say it’s highly likely the culprit is heading toward our city.”
Hong-yeon smirked, running her fingers through her long, red hair.
“Hmph. To think he’d dare come to the city ruled by me after defeating a single cat. How utterly arrogant.”
“Lady Hong-yeon… what should we do?”
At the man’s cautious question, Hong-yeon slowly rose from the sofa.
Her red wings spread wide behind her, and tiny flames began to dance in the air.
“Still, if he’s strong enough to kill the Tiger King… we must prepare. For the time being, seal all entrances to the city—!”
But before she could finish, Hong-yeon’s eyes shot toward the window.
Her face hardened into a grave expression.
“Lady Hong-yeon…?”
The man called out to her, a sense of dread in his voice. Hong-yeon walked to the window.
“Ha-yeon, evacuate the children immediately.”
“Yes…!”
The maids quickly filed out.
Hong-yeon’s red wings erupted with intense flames, heating the air.
The flames that bloomed from her fingertips grew larger, swirling through the air as if in a dance.
“Crimson Fire Smoke Dance.”
KRA-KOOOOOM!
The flames exploded outward, spreading in every direction. The intense heat shook the very space.
The blaze rose to engulf the city, soaring as if to touch the sky. The walls and floors of the buildings glowed red-hot.
The scene was like being inside a giant furnace.
“What a fiery welcome.”
A low, relaxed voice came from beyond the flames.
Simultaneously, a crescent-shaped wave of black energy cut through the fire, surging forward.
With a violent impact, the flames were torn in two. A space opened within the crimson inferno, as if a black shadow had been cast over it.
From within, a man slowly walked out. His black hair scattered lightly in the wind, revealing black, shining horns from between the dark strands.
His features were smooth, yet held sharp lines, and the ground vibrated faintly with his every step.
But it wasn’t his appearance that made Hong-yeon instinctively wary.
It was his eyes.
Deep, profound golden eyes. They were the eyes of a dragon.
His long, slitted pupils narrowed slightly, piercing right through her.
A chill ran down Hong-yeon’s spine.
Her instincts screamed a warning.
That she would be devoured.