Baek Eun-ah

Late at night, the hour when everyone except night owls like owls and certain nocturnal beasts—and those in special professions—starts heading to bed.

"Damn it... That bastard, doing that kind of shit to me and just walking away...!"

Thud, thud. Amid the quiet, clear echoes of footsteps somewhere, a blonde tanned female warrior, Baek Geum-hwa, emerged under the streetlight, frowning as memories from a few hours ago flickered before her eyes alongside the man haunting them.

"He creampied my pussy nine times... That fucking bastard creampied inside me nine goddamn times. Four times on my body too... What kind of monster is he? And after that, he really made me wear just one piece of clothing until the end, parading me ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠around like that...!!"

She'd braced herself, but she'd still gone through hell. Losing her virginity, getting her pussy branded, then getting ravaged nonstop—not to mention running through the dungeon naked, nearly having her pussy ground by thugs, and even putting on a show in front of them. For someone who'd sworn her mind would never submit to him, behaving like the textbook meat toilet filled her with shame. Baek Geum-hwa clicked her tongue repeatedly, her face flushed with humiliation as she spat curses at her owner.

"What if I get pregnant? Creampieing so irresponsibly like that. And what was that? 'Just switch to sow for breeding and it'll be fine'...?! What the hell does he think I am? And battle sex? Sneaking up from behind and pounding away—what am I supposed to do about that?!"

Bam! The humiliating memories boiled her blood anew. Kicking a trash can hard, Baek Geum-hwa watched a cat yowl and scamper off, realizing she'd let her emotions get the better of her. She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠took a slow breath.

"...But I can't just blame that bastard. I went along with it too."

For Baek Geum-hwa, dungeons had always been high-risk, high-reward: great money, but too dangerous unless she desperately needed cash. Not anymore.

Today, the monsters that once demanded life-or-death struggles crumpled under her greatsword like tofu dressed up as tough foes, collapsing cold to the ground and crumbling to dust. She'd gone from cautious prey, watching every step, to a hunter butchering everything in sight overnight.

Naked, of course.

"I got hyped on the new gear's power, sure, but I must've lost my mind. I should've put my foot down firm—no way, absolutely not. I knew I had to establish dominance from the start...!!"

The mithril greatsword that cleaved anything, paired with auto-defense functions, made it peak Valkyrie suit material—aside from leaving her naked or in near-naked bikini armor. Like a kid with a new toy, she'd been so enchanted by the two powerful pieces she'd earned as a meat toilet that she'd failed to dominate Kang Han-beom.

"...Or maybe getting my pussy branded sealed that fate from the start... Argh, what do I do now? I have to keep going around like that with him?!"

Sure, she was a meat toilet and sex slave, but even depravity had limits. At least elsewhere she wasn't forced fully naked—they'd only banned underwear.

"Caught wearing any, and it's 'deducted from your meat toilet upkeep fee' bullshit... No way I can live like that... Hoo, forget it."

She considered storming to Kang Han-beom's place right then to confront him, but the greatsword on her back, the bracelet on her wrist, and her fattened bank balance held her feet in place.

"Gonna make bank. Just until Eun-ah can stand on her own—play sex slave for that bastard, then pay off the huge debt in one go and..."

Then what? Beat him up? She couldn't picture life after clearing that massive debt. Sighing, Baek Geum-hwa ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠started walking again after a pause.

"...Or maybe seduce him with my body since he's loaded and seems capable? Make him unable to live without me. He called me... pretty, after all."

A pervert getting hard for someone as fierce, lanky, and muscled as her. Insatiable sex drive, filthy tastes, but not bad-looking...

"And that bulk pinning me down... Ugh, what am I even thinking!"

Recalling hours of Kang Han-beom's abuses, she arrived home with her sister. Before entering, she transferred today's earnings to Baek Eun-ah's account, then turned the knob and stepped inside.

Beep, click.

"Wh-what? Where'd this huge sum come from all of a sudden... And the sender's... Sis?! What the—"

"...I'm home."

"Sis! What the hell have you been doing out there?!"

"...What do you mean."

The silver-gray haired woman, Baek Eun-ah, stared at her phone's bank balance in shock and surprise. Spotting her like fresh prey, she rushed over demanding answers. Baek Geum-hwa deflected first.

"Made some cash. Use it for living expenses and your allowance. No more tuition worries, so quit talking nonsense about dropping out."

"What?! What do you... More importantly, what's that greatsword on your back? Sending this much money out of nowhere—what have you been up to?!"

"Worked a bit. Gonna shower."

"Explain properly! You doing something illegal?!"

"..."

How to even explain? That she'd become Kang Han-beom's meat toilet to earn money, and this was her upkeep fee?

No way in hell. Absolutely not...

"Just cleared a ton in the dungeon. Will keep raking it in."

"That doesn't add up! Where'd you get money for a massive greatsword like that? Be honest. Nothing illegal, right?"

"Nah. You know me—even beating down punks, I never touch bad shit."

"True, but..."

Blonde golden eyes, silver hair silver eyes. Tanned skin versus porcelain pale. A head's difference in height. Aside from faint facial similarities on her kind face, they hardly seemed sisters—so different, yet Baek Geum-hwa's irreplaceable treasure, the one she'd bet everything to protect. Facing her worried gaze, she resolved inwardly once more.

I can never let Eun-ah find out.

She couldn't tell her precious sister she was whoring herself out for cash. Wouldn't.

"For real. Tons from the dungeon. Gear's borrowed from a friend—I'll pay it back soon, so quit suspecting and sleep."

"Really...? You're not just saying that and starving behind my back? You know I hate that."

"I'm good. You'll see—it's real money. Enough to go to the academy properly without worries."

"That much?! Wait, more importantly—you're really, really going to the academy diligently!?"

"Yeah. So go to bed."

Money aside—her sis diligently attending the academy?! The one always brawling in alleys for her, double-shifting part-time, risking naked dungeon runs for cash—now committing to school? Still suspicious, but thrilled at her thug life's end, Baek Eun-ah hopped around like a bunny.

Judging she'd dodged suspicion by mixing truth with lies, Baek Geum-hwa hurried to the bathroom, muttering about showering to end it.

"Academy with sis... Yeah, great. She's still hiding something huge, but she swore no illegal stuff, so I'll pry it out later...?"

Sniff, sniff. Baek Eun-ah tilted her head.

"...What's this smell?"

A suspicious scent lingered where Baek Geum-hwa had stood. Definitely her sister's body odor, but oddly off from usual—mixed with sweat and something lewdly erotic. Brushing it off as imagination, she picked up the uniform Baek Geum-hwa had tossed out for laundry.

Sniff.

"...Huh?"

Glancing at the bathroom door, she buried her nose in it. Her sister's sweat filled her nostrils, laced with that strangely arousing, addictive lewdness. Baek Eun-ah quietly sniffed the uniform again, savoring the mystery.

"Night-blooming flower...? What is it?"

Sniff, sniff. Over and over.

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