Chapter 68
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: Your Dad is Dead
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Before long, I pulled my hand away from her chest, which only felt worse the more I touched it.
The texture itself was ordinary enough, but looking at her face made me not even want to touch her.
"Hngh...!"
Now reduced to public meat toilets, I shoved the women aside once more.
I brushed off my hands like I was dusting them clean.
The men's envious stares followed my actions as a matter of course.
"If there are any other suggestions or issues, tell Jun-sang about them. Coming straight to me will just be a hassle. Jun-sang, handle anything you can't decide on your own and report back after sorting it out."
"Yes, sir! Got it!"
I nodded at Jun-sang's crisp salute and response.
Then, as I turned to leave, I flinched and looked back at the crowd—more precisely, at Jiyeong, who was still huddled up small.
'Almost forgot.'
"Oh, and Jiyeong, you're an exception to both."
"M-Me...?"
"Yeah. You're on the subjugation team."
"Eek?! N-No way...!"
"But you won't have to deal with the men, so take comfort in that. No arguments."
"Y-Yes, sir...!"
She hung her head in despair at my firm declaration.
Still, hearing she wouldn't have to offer her body eased her trembling just a bit.
Having assigned everyone in the safe zone their roles, I pulled water and food from my inventory and piled it up beside me.
Thud—!
The crowd's eyes went wide at the sudden appearance of the massive supplies amid the loud crash.
In an instant, all other emotions vanished from their gazes, replaced solely by raw hunger.
I looked at them, their appetites blatantly surging, and spoke calmly.
"Whatever else, we need to eat first. Almost three days without food, right? There's water, instant porridge, and soup, so fill your bellies however you want. Gas burners and pots are there too, so no issues cooking. That's all."
I finished my piece and glanced at Jun-sang, who stood at the front of the crowd.
"Jun-sang, I'm leaving rations for all this to you. Distribute fairly. And don't use it as an excuse to grope the women. They're still mine for now."
"Perish the thought! I'll keep it in mind!"
"Good. Clean it up properly. Subjugation team recruitment starts tomorrow, so focus on recovery today. If you want to fuck, use the public toilets. I'm out."
"Take care, boss!"
"Take care!"
Amid the sudden chorus from Jun-sang's group—god knows when they'd gathered—I returned to the break room.
'What am I, some gangster?'
Well, oppressing them by force and being called 'boss' amounted to the same thing.
With that thought, I turned the break room doorknob.
As the door creaked open and shut behind me, I was greeted by the thick scent of sex and Mina and Hyun-a, who were already awake.
The two women, still covered head to toe in my dried semen, stared silently at me as I entered.
'Is it the semen crusted in their hair? They look so pitiful.'
Yet the sight aroused me enough for my dick to react instantly.
But with my mind already sated, it wasn't enough to jump right back in.
Plus, I'd just witnessed a living person turn into a corpse.
A bit nauseous, I opened my inventory, grabbed bread and milk in both hands, and approached them.
As I drew near, the heavy stench of semen and juices hit me, so I cast Clean on them right away.
Seeing them drenched had satisfied me anyway.
Their bodies cleaned in a flash, the women carefully took the bread and milk I offered and began devouring it.
"Nom nom..."
"Gulp gulp..."
"No one's stealing it, so eat slower. You'll choke."
They slowed their frantic eating at my words and started properly.
Even so, the night's marathon sex had left them ravenous; the bread vanished quickly.
I quietly lifted Hyun-a, who was gnawing away like a hamster, and set her on my lap.
"?"
"Nothing. Just keep eating."
"Nom nom..."
I resumed her eating, then stroked her head.
The petite, cute woman squirmed in my arms, munching bread.
The heartwarming sight mended my shaken mental state from touching the ugly woman.
It was a scene too awkward for a murderer-rapist man and his victim woman.
But there was the magic word: fuckbuddies.
I guaranteed her life and some luxuries, but the affection born of pleasure couldn't be ignored.
Proof: Mina, who'd once tried to kill me—
"Master... Me too..."
—now called me 'Master' and eyed Hyun-a enviously in my arms.
Finishing her bread and milk faster than Hyun-a, she leaned against me.
One hand stroking Hyun-a's head, the other wrapped around Mina's shoulders.
I smiled down at Mina pressing into me.
"Pulling out the aegyo now?"
"...I don't know. I just wanted to do this..."
"Even after I just killed your dad?"
Flinch—!
Her body stiffened, cheeks faintly flushed as she looked up at me.
Her pupils dilated, eyes quivering.
A faint crack spread across her slightly smiling lips.
But it soon eased, and she burrowed deeper into my arms, murmuring softly.
"...Did you say that thinking it'd make me angry?"
"Honestly? Yeah."
"I know my dad's temper. He'd have flipped out the moment I was dragged to you. And considering how you handle things, it was an outcome I half-expected."
"Even so, knowing doesn't mean you can't be mad."
"...Of course I'm mad. But... without you, my life would've withered away soon enough. And there are plenty of women to replace me..."
She looked up at me with teary eyes.
"In that situation, how could I lash out at you? I'm... just a slave who can only beg for your affection like this..."
"...You're right. I don't tolerate rebels. Though if a woman's good enough for me to want to fuck, I might let some slide."
"So that's why you spared me when I plotted to kill you...?"
"Pretty much."
"..."
"Think of it as bad luck. Fate dealt you a rough hand in this world, meeting a guy like me."
Mina silently leaned on my shoulder, head bowed.
Hyun-a had finished her bread and was gauging the mood, eavesdropping.
"I'm gentle with my women, though. Don't worry."
"...Real comforting."
Her words had bite, but I'd let it slide.
To keep Mina's fragile mind from shattering, I gripped her trembling shoulders and pulled her fully into my embrace.
Hyun-a tactfully shifted aside, leaving Mina straddling me.
Her slender frame felt even more fragile and forlorn.
Atop me, she spread her arms and hugged back.
Like seeking something to cling to.
I was the cause, but instinct drove her to hold me desperately for comfort.
Soon, my shirt began soaking through.
I patted her back; her shivers and tears only intensified.
For a while, I stroked her back, holding her until the trembling subsided.
'Not moving at all.'
After a long time.
Exhausted mentally, Mina fell asleep in my arms, wrapping up the day's events.
I gently laid the sleeping Mina down.
Night's fatigue nagging my head, I used Hyun-a as a body pillow and lay beside her.
"M-Master... what should I...?"
"Just sleep for now. You're tired too."
"Yes...!"
And so, we drifted off together on the same bed.