75. My Buff is a Drug
75. My Buff is a Drug
'Is... is that it?'
Hye-yong steadied his pounding heart and watched the man's retreating figure.
'...No way it's that easy.'
Nothing had changed around them.
The only real breakthrough was that this man—who he was pretty sure was the Virus—wasn't hostile anymore.
'Just because he isn't hostile doesn't mean I can just take him out. Risky or not, let's try talking first.'
Hye-yong kept pace behind him.
"Hah... hah... Hye-yong, slow down!"
Na Hee-yeon came panting up behind him. Lanfang, who'd been keeping pace with Hee-yeon, didn't look the least bit winded.
"Who is that man...?"
Lanfang asked, eyeing the obviously suspicious figure.
"He's definitely connected to the problem. I'll tail him alone for now. You two stay here. You should be safe enough for the moment."
"G-got it."
"Got it."
Hye-yong followed the man.
Thanks to the Good Citizen buff, the man didn't seem to care whether Hye-yong followed him or not.
Walking behind him, Hye-yong ran through what he knew.
This situation.
The murder virus.
The Executioner.
What their relationship was.
'Let's strip it down. This man's goal is to find and execute a death row prisoner with a specific inmate number.'
Some kind of bizarre debuff made him treat everyone he met as a death row prisoner, which turned him into a mass murderer—but his actual intent seemed clear enough.
'Right now, the only death row prisoner this guy could even be going after is that bastard.'
The one running around strangling people to death.
Hye-yong decided to try asking.
"Hey. The death row prisoner you're chasing right now—is it that killer? The one strangling people to death."
He asked on a hunch. A deep, heavy voice answered.
"Yes. That bastard strangled one hundred and ninety-seven women to death. For pleasure alone. He's still killing even now. I must capture him and carry out his execution."
That checked out.
'Death row execution... huh.'
This man might actually be in an ally-type position.
Maybe the resolution was as simple as this man capturing the bastard and executing him to put an end to it all.
'But the killer was incredibly fast.'
The Death Row Debuff the Executioner carried only applied within a certain range.
The killer, who slipped away the instant anyone spotted him, didn't seem likely to give this slow-walking man that kind of distance.
'So in the end, I have to catch him myself?'
Since the man seemed willing to answer questions, Hye-yong decided to press for intel.
"I want to help you. Can you tell me the bastard's inmate number?"
"This isn't a matter for an ordinary citizen."
The man kept walking.
Hye-yong had to think fast—before another victim appeared.
'Ordinary citizen means I can't... In that case, what if I fabricate a plausible backstory?'
Hye-yong applied a new buff.
[ Victim's Family ]
This person's one and only little sister fell victim to the murderer!
'Yeah. That's a solid enough backstory.'
Buffed up, Hye-yong spoke again.
"I know that bastard! He strangled my one and only little sister to death!"
The man stopped walking and turned to look at Hye-yong's face once more.
Was it his imagination, or did something like sympathy flicker in those dark eyes?
"You don't have that authority. But do not worry. I will avenge her. Executing escaped death row prisoners is my duty."
With that, the man resumed walking.
No—damn it, give me the intel!
Hye-yong followed, thinking hard.
'Ha, seriously. What kind of buff do I need to slap on myself to get useful information out of this guy?'
Make a buff that makes him see me as a king or a superior officer?
No, a sudden shift like that probably wouldn't work.
'He said I don't have the authority. Executing death row prisoners is the Executioner's job... If so.'
Then why not just become an Executioner himself?
But he'd just been assessed as lacking authority—if he immediately claimed "I'm an Executioner too!" it would come off as nonsense.
Hye-yong thought it over and created a new buff.
[ Executioner's Son ]
This person is the son of an Executioner!
He seeks to follow in his father's footsteps and become an Executioner.
'Yeah, this should get through to him.'
Buffed again, Hye-yong opened his mouth.
"Wait! I also have the right to execute that bastard. My father was an Executioner! I was planning to follow in his footsteps too!"
Freeze!
The man stopped again.
"...Is that so."
His voice, always so clipped and decisive, seemed to have softened just a fraction.
"The son of an Executioner. And your first execution would be your family's sworn enemy... In your case, you just might have the authority to execute that bastard."
The moment the man finished speaking, a system message obscured Hye-yong's vision.
[ You have acquired a Temporary Class! ]
[ Apprentice Executioner ]
You gain the authority to execute death row prisoners.
'Shit... There's stuff like this too.'
As expected of a world built on game logic.
That Masked Man had exploited the game-like atmosphere too.
"The bastard's inmate number is three-eight-seven-five. You know the formal execution procedure, I assume?"
"I would like to receive instruction from you, senior."
"You must recite the inmate number twice, and the death sentence three times."
Hye-yong practiced in his head.
Inmate number three-eight-seven-five, inmate number three-eight-seven-five.
Execution, execution, execution!
'...So I just do it like that.'
Sticking close to this man and asking questions had been the right call all along.
It felt like he'd gotten his hands on the official strategy guide.
"Thank you, senior."
"If you want to avenge your family, you'll have to find him before I do."
The man moved to step past Hye-yong, but Hye-yong didn't let him go.
There was still more to dig up.
"I've already encountered the bastard once, actually."
"Where?"
"He was incredibly fast. He's long gone by now. He's also extremely wary—I don't think capture will be possible without luring him out... Is there a way to bait him?"
Perhaps the setup of the Executioner's Son chasing down the killer who murdered his family was quite effective, because the man answered with something close to cooperation.
"The bastard is a pleasure killer."
"He is a deranged man who cannot achieve sexual satisfaction unless he masturbates to the bodies of his victims."
"His most frequent targets were full-bodied prostitutes. Especially right after they had entertained clients."
"When interrogated on why he killed so many prostitutes, he testified as follows..."
"'When I smell the scent of a man and woman mingling flesh and sharing intimacy, I cannot endure it.'"
Even a stoic Executioner, it seemed, had a soft spot for a junior.
The man who'd looked so terrifying at first glance was starting to seem like something close to an ally.
"That's all I'll tell you. You'd best move quickly. I have no intention of halting my own pursuit."
Honestly, if only he didn't treat everyone he met as a death row prisoner and hang them, the guy would be downright likeable.
With this, the storyline was roughly sketched out.
Lure him. Execute him.
The Executioner executing the killer—that was the key to resolving this anomaly!
Hye-yong decided to commit to the belief that this was the right path.
'I've gained the Executioner's authority too. I just have to catch him and carry out the execution myself.'
So how to lure him?
'It's a little... questionable, but there is one way.'
He headed back toward the hallway where Hee-yeon and Lanfang were waiting.
The two of them were positioned in the corridor, keeping watch in all directions.
"Buffer-nim!"
"Hye-yong!"
The instant they saw Hye-yong's face, they rushed over with undisguised relief.
"I think I found a clue."
"Really!?"
"Th-that's great!"
Hye-yong explained what he'd uncovered to the two of them.
"The aberration is a pleasure killer. He gets off on strangling women to death. We have to catch that bastard and kill him somehow. By way of execution."
"S-so that's why everyone was strangled to death."
Well, the ones hanging in mid-air were a different story...
Hye-yong looked back and forth between Lanfang and Hee-yeon.
His plan was this.
The killer couldn't endure the smell of a man and woman sharing intimacy, so he'd do exactly that with one of them to lure the bastard out, then capture him.
Why did the solution in this kind of situation always come down to a steamy scenario? But right now, Hye-yong was dead serious.
'But who do I do it with?'
In a situation like this, the one who'd laugh and accept without blinking was Lanfang—but based on what the man said, Na Hee-yeon actually fit the profile better.
The killer's most frequent victims had been full-bodied prostitutes.
At a glance, the busty Na Hee-yeon was definitely the more appetizing prey.
'Ah... but wouldn't it look weird if I only called one of them and then came back?'
What to do.
No time to waste.
In the end, Hye-yong decided to be true to his desires.
"Guys, I'm being dead serious, so don't doubt what I'm about to say and listen carefully..."
Hee-yeon and Lanfang fixed their eyes on Hye-yong and listened intently.
"That bastard isn't just fast—he's insanely wary. There's absolutely no way to get close to him. We don't have a choice; we have to lure him out from our side. But from what I've learned, he's totally obsessed with the smell of a man and woman being intimate. I, uh... it's a little awkward to say this, but I mean sexual stuff..."
The two of them, who'd been listening quietly, stared at him with wide eyes.
"C-could you help me out a little? This is strictly to lure the evil spirit..."
That last excuse was better left unsaid.
The desire to do it was just too obviously leaking through.
Hee-yeon and Lanfang blushed self-consciously.
The first to speak was Lanfang.
"I-I don't mind...!"
She'd already done it with him several times.
If they'd been alone, she'd have said without a hint of shame: Master, anytime, anywhere is fine!
She was only acting like this because she was conscious of Hee-yeon beside her.
Lanfang still had the same personality—shy around anyone who wasn't Hye-yong.
"I-I'll... I'll help too...! In a situation like this, there's no way you'd lie just to do something like that!"
Thankfully, both seemed to accept it.
"Then let's find somewhere out of sight, like a self-study room..."
Just the thought of a threesome made Hye-yong's face flush for no reason at all.
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"Y-you locked the door, right? No one can see us, right!?"
The self-study room felt more like a classroom than a lecture hall.
Doing it in what felt like an actual classroom was strangely arousing.
"Y-yeah."
"Ugh... this is embarrassing but... we already decided to do it, so let's just get it over with!"
Maybe Na Hee-yeon had committed to a let's-get-this-done-in-one-go mindset, because she immediately latched onto Hye-yong and started unbuckling his belt.
Even so, she kept glancing sideways at Lanfang.
More than anything, the thought of being watched by her seemed to be what mortified her.
Lanfang, for her part, was equally aware of Na Hee-yeon and couldn't bring herself to jump in first.
'Even I'd feel awkward if I were them.'
But that awkwardness was kind of nice.
Two girls who weren't even close, teaming up to satisfy one guy's lust.
Just thinking about being the protagonist of such a debauched scenario made blood rush straight to his lower body.
"You're already hard... You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"W-well."
Fucking right I'm enjoying it!
What man wouldn't enjoy a situation like this?
"Me first..."
Lanfang approached, pulled his underwear down, took hold of his already rock-hard cock, and immediately started licking.
"W-wow... you're really doing it..."
"Slurp... w-well, it's an unavoidable situation...!"
It was adorable the way she made excuses while Na Hee-yeon watched her licking his shaft.
Was this what they called gap moe?
Normally she'd blow him with a sense of devoted service, but now she was all shy, like it was her first time.
Gulp. He heard someone swallow beside him.
"I-I'll join too..."
While Lanfang was licking, Na Hee-yeon knelt down too and started licking the other side of his shaft.
'Oh... ohhhh?'
She must have thought: Lanfang's doing it out of necessity, so I can't just stand here either.
Left side, Lanfang. Right side, Na Hee-yeon.
Two pretty faces pressed right up against his cock, licking like it was candy—the visual was absolutely insane.
Slurp...
After a while, perhaps growing accustomed to the embarrassment, Lanfang began using her lips, not just her tongue, to caress him.
Following her lead, Na Hee-yeon did the same.
'Ah, sucking Master's cock is making my head go fuzzy...'
'Whatever, nothing matters anymore. This is to... eliminate the aberration.'
Whether Lanfang or Hee-yeon had steeled themselves in their own way, the oral ministrations grew steadily more intense.
They moved their faces, gliding along his shaft, sucking on the glans with wet, slick sounds.
They even took turns sliding it into their mouths, completely unbothered by mixing each other's saliva.
'This is insane, absolutely insane! A whole other dimension of horny!'
As the urge to ejaculate surged, both his hands moved on their own, pressing against the backs of the two women's heads.
"Ugh, guys... sorry, I think I'm gonna cum!"
At those words, Lanfang popped the glans into her mouth and took the whole thing deep.
Then she started swirling her tongue inside the way she always did when servicing him, and the familiar sensation made him relax so completely that he came right then and there.
Splurt— splurt——!
Thinking it'd defeat the whole point if he only came in Lanfang's mouth, he pulled out and shoved it into Hee-yeon's mouth too.
"Mmph."
Splurt— splurt— splurt...!