Chapter 29
Baek Geumhwa, the incest yuri pervert. Among my main Valkyrie heroines, you're the one who took on the indispensable delinquent role in a yuri academy story, just like Park Ayoung was the tomboy prince type you couldn't leave out of a lily academy tale. You're the classic strong-against-the-weak type, living alone with your younger sister Baek Euna, a first-year, after losing your parents early. On the surface, you strut around like a total delinquent, but deep down, you adore and cherish your sister—you even skip academy classes to work part-time jobs, blowing 90% of your earnings on her food, clothes, and shelter. You're a heroine overflowing with family love and responsibility... and a total fucking pervert.
Now, you might be thinking, "Huh? Isn't she just your standard tough-on-the-outside, soft-for-family heroine? Why call her a fucking pervert?" Fair question, but there's a reason. This fierce, beast-like woman rubs her pussy against none other than her own blood-related little sister, Baek Euna—not dominating her, but getting pinned underneath and ground against like she's the one being raped. When even other heroines couldn't claim the title of incest yuri sex, how could we hold back the "fucking pervert" label from her?
Anyway, whether it's embracing that twisted setting or not, lines like this—
"Ahh, sis... where'd you get that creampie from? Cum's leaking out everywhere... Ah! Don't tell me you brought it as a gift for me?! As expected of sis♡"
"I pushed through for you, Euna. Getting gangbanged with cocks in my pussy and asshole at the same time... it felt sooo good♡"
"Hehe, you're such a slut♡ Now, hurry and inject all that cum sis worked so hard to milk with her pussy straight into mine♡ What're you waiting for? I'm ready—come on, give my pussy the creampie you earned with your body♡"
—fully capture it. In the sequels, she even serves her little sister Baek Euna like a master, standing on her head while funneling cum from her own pussy and ass into Euna's dangling one. Just like the other heroines, she shows exactly what lewd corruption means—and it wrecked the minds of fans from the previous work in every way. Including me, of course.
With those thoughts of Baek Geumhwa's future—something that absolutely should never happen—I flashed a sleazy grin at her glaring daggers like she wanted to rip me apart right then and there. I casually found the dining table and sat, handing her a heaping bowl of rice.
"Here, no pressure—eat up nice and slow. That way you can pay the price properly."
"If you think you're taming me with food, you're dead wrong..."
"Mm-hmm, sure sure. It was all give and take, right?"
She shot me a look like she was dying of humiliation, but she couldn't resist the kimchi stew loaded with pork belly. Soon enough, she was scooping massive spoonfuls of rice.
"Mm, eat up, eat hearty. Gotta have energy for later."
"...Fuck off."
"Whoa, scary scary. Hope you don't bite me later."
"You...!!"
"Heh heh heh."
Her height rivaled Park Ayoung's, her abs were chiseled like a prince from all those street fights, and those fierce eyes oozed intimidation—the perfect picture of a delinquent, radiating a "stay the fuck away" aura. But maybe because I'd dragged her home multiple times, fed her, and done all sorts of things to her... or because I knew her true nature... an irrepressible grin kept creeping onto my face. Of course, Baek Geumhwa just grew more irritated, growling and glaring like she wanted to kill me.
A moment later.
"If you're gonna talk big, don't demolish the rice cooker at my place."
"...Shut up. So, you wanna do it right now?"
"Go up to the second floor. Same as always."
"Fuck..."
By the time I'd finished washing the piled-up bowls and tidied the dishes, Baek Geumhwa had vanished like the wind amid her curses. I chased after her.
Don't you think she might just grab the goods and bolt?
"Why would she? She loves her sister that much—would she really do something that could hurt Euna?"
Not to toot my own horn, but who am I? The acknowledged top-tier support item crafter, a master artisan riding high in this field. You think she'd run off without paying for a custom order-made from me?
She knows full well that skipping payment on gear worth tens of billions would make the cost fall squarely on her precious little sister.
"She'd sooner try to kill me, like the first time I made the sponsorship offer."
Breeding Uncle's Toughness — Always-on passive skill
Good thing it was always active, or that punch would've turned me into a donut on the spot—no exaggeration, it flew at me in the blink of an eye.
"And now that same Baek Geumhwa is waiting for me in my bedroom? Man, the anticipation is killing me."
Tears welling up at your contribution to world peace... Is this what they call a parent's heart?
"Parent's heart my ass. Anyway, let's see if she's really there and not bolted~ Oh?"
"Who's bolting?"
As I bantered lightly with the System and entered the bedroom, there sat Baek Geumhwa on the edge of the king-sized bed—fitting for a Breeding Uncle—glaring at me with utter dissatisfaction, like she'd been waiting.
"More importantly, you didn't shower?"
"...I'm not here to act cute for you. I'm just fulfilling the contract terms."
"Yeah? Well, I didn't shower either."
"You little... Hoo... Whatever. I just gotta strip now, right?"
She glared like she wanted to murder me again for not backing down an inch, then slowly reached for the buttons on her blouse. Jacket already tossed aside on the bed, a couple buttons at the neck were undone. Even with me staring openly, she undid them one by one—until her hand reached her chest.
Tszz.
"Ooh yeah..."
"Ngh..."
Plump~♡
A sound effect that perfectly matched the scene: her massive tits burst free, barely contained by that leopard-print bra, bouncing wildly up and down the moment the buttons released them.
"Heh heh heh, that's what I'm talking about... No wonder I sponsored you. Your skills are great, but these milk bags? Irresistible~"
"I get it, so shut up...!!"
I knew even I deserved a slap for that sleazy tone and laugh, and she bit her lip hard. But her hands didn't stop—they kept unbuttoning, exposing more skin, turning herself into a naked slut despite my lecherous gaze.
She finally shimmied off her skirt too, standing there in head-to-toe slutty leopard-print lingerie. Right before dropping the skirt from her hand, she glanced at me for confirmation.
"...My body for the order-made."
"And in return, I get free maintenance and repairs on your greatsword forever. You want a contract written up?"
"You...! Meat toilet again... Whatever. So... take it off?"
"Nah, I'll handle the lingerie. Leave it on."
"Do what you want. Hoo... Make it quick and over with."
"Can't promise quick, though."
Another death glare, then a deep sigh. She turned, crawling slowly onto the bed toward the headboard pillows. Despite her lioness looks, in leopard-print undies, her overflowing tits and ass swaying side to side with every move—she looked every bit the female coming to mate. Once at the head, she flopped onto her back, rested both hands on her massive tits—still covered by fabric—and spoke flatly.
"Do it. Whatever you want."
"Heh heh heh, look at you putting in the effort."
No matter how fierce she seemed, it was just skin-deep. Inside, she was a normal girl who hated losing her first time like this—she even turned her head away to avoid my eyes. Crawling up the same path she'd taken, I straddled her chiseled abs.
"...What the hell?"
"You know sex isn't just stick-it-in-and-pound, right?"
"..."
"Just checking if those skills I taught you haven't rusted."
"Ngh..."
She clicked her tongue in rising anger but removed her hands from her chest. I slid my dick between her cleavage, and she pressed her sideboobs with her elbows, squeezing them together.
"...Th-thank you for using my titpussy..."
"Kya, jackpot."
"I'll kill you. I swear I'll kill you...!!"
This is healing.