Chapter 48 Great Peace Sect (4)
Great Peace Sect (4)
Episode 49
『Women have begun targeting you.』
After corrupting Kim Seon-hwa with my cock, I recalled the "me" from the game.
The protagonist of the open-world dating sim <Conquering Women in My Younger Sibling's Tower>, 'Park Si-hyun,' was always surrounded by dangerous situations.
From the early stages of the game, simply moving around the map would draw the attention of women wherever Park Si-hyun went. So no matter where he went, he faced the constant threat of a blade being plunged into his side at any moment.
And these dangers weren't limited by gender.
—Hey! That crazy bitch isn't around! Let's fuck him up!
Men attacked me for monopolizing women's attention, while women, driven by jealousy, impatience, and the madness of "If I can't have him, I'd rather destroy him," brought relentless crises no matter where I went.
—Eat up, I put all my love into this~
While the protagonist was enjoying a meal at an inn, a heavy drowsiness suddenly overtook him. When he opened his eyes, he was trapped in a secret room. The inn's maid had drugged his food, kidnapped him, and locked him away.
Then, the maid's wicked expression filled the screen as 『BAD END』 appeared.
The fire-wielding heroine, tearfully clinging to me, demanded to know why I wouldn't have sex with her. Then, in the middle of her breakdown, she declared, "If I can't have you, it's better to destroy everything," and proceeded to massacre a crowd before killing me.
The necromancer girl tried to stab me in a crowded place, whispering, "Let's find happiness together in the afterlife." The snow woman stole my clothes one by one in a blizzard-covered wasteland, freezing me to death. She then wrapped her arms around my frozen body, inhaling the scent from my clothes, and murmured happily, "Now this fragrance is mine forever."
But now, I had to endure the obsessions of all the heroines who had turned yandere in the game.
'This is making me dizzy.'
Of all the ways I died, women were responsible for 98% of them.
But this time,
『You are the only male.』
『Women's obsessions are concentrated and amplified toward you.』
...It felt like that percentage was about to exceed 100.
So, if I wanted to survive, I had no choice but to fuck these women into submission. But wait—wasn't fucking them into submission just making their obsessions stronger?
'Ha. Life. Fuck me. This is some next-level hard mode.'
But if I didn't have sex, my safety would be at risk? This was just a fucking insane dilemma.
'Life is literally Heaven and Hell mode at the same time.'
How the hell was I supposed to be happy in this situation? Physically, sure, I was happy, but...
'Ugh. Protagonist, you bastard. Thanks for being so damn handsome.'
"Sluurp. Hnngh."
Staring blankly at the shattered window, I focused on the heat radiating from between my legs. My proud cock was being squeezed inside a scorching, wet embrace.
'Right. What I need to think about now... isn't fellatio, but the fact that 「Harmonizes」 and 「Depicts」 belong to women, not men.'
If a man had an overpowered ability but wasn't crucial to the story later, I'd ruthlessly steal it from him.
But with women? My dick could solve everything. There was no need to steal their abilities.
Because indiscriminately stealing abilities wasn't a great strategy anyway.
With the limited mana humans possessed, it was nearly impossible to activate and control multiple abilities simultaneously.
So, it was better to let women develop and refine their abilities on their own.
'Sure, I turned Park Ha-rin—the most dangerous threat to everyone—into a sex slave, but she's always been unpredictable. I can't even imagine her killing my family, but with her ability's awakening being a complete unknown, I can't just sit around waiting. Ugh, once Park Ha-rin awakens her ability, who knows when she'll come to restrain me... And I have no fucking clue when the other psycho heroines will try to kill me.'
This terrifying dating sim world was stacked with too many disadvantages for the protagonist. Especially when I thought about the love-hate I'd receive from women in the future—just the thought sent chills down my spine.
『You are fated to suffer from 「Woman Calamity.」』
What was the point of saying it? In the end, this was a penalty for being too handsome. Women's excessive obsessions would always torment me.
Given that background, I needed to recruit as many powerful ability users—especially women—to my side as possible. This was to keep other heroines in check and maintain some leverage over Park Ha-rin.
Ultimately, this was a necessary measure for my survival.
'Securing the conditions to survive, then gradually preventing the heroines from turning yandere and purifying them—that's how I'll make it out alive.'
Since I'd unintentionally used a Wish Ticket to eliminate the sexual functions of other males, there was no risk of women's purity being defiled.
Plus, I was the protagonist of this eroge. There probably wasn't a woman I couldn't have—
"Ghk—!?"
A sharp pain suddenly shot through my crotch.
I'd been slightly uneasy about the way my dick was being sucked, and sure enough, Kim Seon-hwa's teeth scraped against it. Still holding my cock in her mouth, she looked up at me in confusion.
It wasn't excruciatingly painful, but there was an undeniable sense of danger.
"......"
Kim Seon-hwa, who had met my gaze, subtly averted her eyes while diligently rubbing her dripping wet pussy as I'd instructed.
"Mmph... hng..."
Her middle finger timidly traced the slit of her cunt, slick with leaking juices.
The way she looked at me so desperately made it clear she wanted to take my cock into her mouth again.
But not now.
'I can feel it... it's about to be possible.'
Crackle—
Though the mana circuit awakened in my body hadn't been active for long and couldn't be called sturdy, my physique had been optimized over the past three years. The strain from overusing my abilities likely wouldn't be too much to handle.
So, I executed it.
『Focusing mana into 「Read」.』
『Focusing mana into 「Amplification」.』
『Focusing mana into 「Optimal Progression」.』
『「Seize」 and 「Censored Ability」 align with the objective.』
A sudden heat flared behind my retinas, burning through my eyeballs and altering their hue.
The next moment, the world before me shifted into a new dimension.
Bzzzt—!
『Mana: 0 / 313』
『Extracting information.』
My vision lurched precariously, a splitting noise ringing in my skull as my eyes flooded with a blue tint. Amid the wavering sight, dots and lines emerged, sketching out a terrain.
『Approximate recognition of Seoul's topography complete.』
A simple holographic-like mapping of Seoul unfolded before me.
At its center, my location pulsed brightly.
『Identifying current positions of antagonists from your memory.』
Countless red dots flickered into existence across the map.
'Got it.'
With Park Ha-rin, Kang So-eun, and Kim Seon-hwa on my side, no villain stood a chance against us.
Which meant it was time to move.
"Tch."
Before that, I grabbed the back of Kim Seon-hwa's head. Unsurprisingly, her fellatio was clumsy—understandable for someone who had been a virgin until moments ago. But precisely because her mouth was small, her tongue had nowhere to go but to slither along my shaft, pushing me closer to the edge.
As a reward, I shoved my glans deep into her throat and came.
"Mmgh!?!"
Kim Seon-hwa's eyes flew wide open, tears welling up. But the thick spurts of cum had already surged past her esophagus, flooding her stomach.
Her eyes rolled back from the overwhelming violation of her throat. Her twitching pussy convulsed, squirting out another wave of juices.
"Oops."
Using her mouth like an onahole had made her lose consciousness again. When I let go, she collapsed onto the floor like a splayed-out frog, utterly dazed.
"Heh... ♡"
Still, she looked blissful, so I didn't comment.
I jabbed my fingers into her slit a few more times, then sent her over the edge again in five seconds flat.
"Ahh—hng!"
『Kim Seon-hwa's obsession intensifies further.』
A dense surge of darkness erupted from her pliant folds, forcing me to yank my fingers out in a hurry.
"Eek!"
Her cunt twitched hungrily, as if begging for my cock, so I—if only out of embarrassment—helped her back into her soiled panties and hot pants.
Either way, it was time to go.
Time to rescue that leech-like little sister of mine.
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Park Se-eun slumped onto a second-floor desk with a heavy sigh.
"Everything's ruined..."
The collapsed school building had exposed the outside world to her view.
"They must've spent a fortune on this... and it didn't even help with defense. My sister donated the most, too. Is this really all they could manage?"
She clicked her tongue in mild irritation. Then, someone beside her spoke.
"Still, it's safer here than anywhere else."
Kim Yeong-han sat at the adjacent desk, watching her.
Park Se-eun wasn't particularly thrilled to have him next to her. Yet Kim Yeong-han didn't leave, his gaze drifting to her thighs instead.
'...Her legs are killer.'
Her flesh-toned stockings were splattered with blood and grime, but the torn holes only made her look sexier. Her skirt was so short that, even while sitting, the bands of her stockings were visible.
'So pretty.'
Every time Kim Yeong-han took in Park Se-eun's mesmerizing figure, he couldn't help but worry about her falling into someone else's hands.
'She's probably still inexperienced... No one's good enough for her anyway...'
He tried to suppress his desire, but his eyes remained glued to her ass. Especially when he looked at her face, his heart raced beyond control.
"Park Se-eun, aren't you hot wearing stockings in this weather?"
"......"
Park Se-eun narrowed her eyes, her expression turning sour.
"Why do you care?"
"...No reason, just..."
She fell silent for a moment before muttering under her breath.
"...Because he likes them."
"Huh? What'd you say?"
Her voice was too soft for Kim Yeong-han to catch. But Park Se-eun pressed her lips together, showing no intention of repeating herself.
Not that Kim Yeong-han minded. Just staring at her blankly was enough to make him happy.
Her hair was a soft ash gray, tied into a neat ponytail that stood out. And her sharp jawline, lips—everything about her was as perfect as a work of art.
Even the way she glanced downward carried a bewitching allure that no man could resist.
Driven by his desperate hope that Park Se-eun might still be pure, Kim Yeong-han finally spoke up.
"H-Hey, Park Se-eun, by any chance, are you—"
Just as he mustered his courage, new figures plopped down onto the desk beside them.
"Wow, look at that murderous expression. Who's next on your hit list?"
"Careful, she just got chewed out by the teacher. She's emotionally fragile right now—don't provoke her."
Park Se-eun's three closest friends had taken their seats, encircling her.
They had just returned after being scolded by the teacher.
But because Park Se-eun's abilities were overwhelmingly powerful, even the teachers had awkwardly smiled and sent her back. There was an unspoken fear—if she truly lost her temper, the space around her might tear apart and vanish, just like the green monster she had once obliterated.
"Tch. Who's 'emotionally fragile'? I'm perfectly fine."
Park Se-eun subtly rolled her shoulders under the weight of her chest, then casually propped her legs up on the desk.
"Huh? Your stockings are completely shredded. You're still wearing them?"
Ga Da-hui, the model with short black hair, narrowed her eyes.
Park Se-eun was also annoyed by the torn stockings, but she just shrugged.
"The world's in this state—what's the point of changing? They'll just rip again anyway."
"Then give me your spares if you have any. I hate walking around bare-legged with bloodstains."
"Me too! Me too!"
Oh Han-yeong, sitting nearby, chimed in eagerly.
"Fine, whatever. But why the sudden—?"
"Because Oppa likes them."
"I can't let Ga Da-hui outdo me, you know."
Ah, right.
A vein pulsed on Park Se-eun's smiling face. Her friends were grinning too.
Just before curses could fly from her lips—
"That's why~ You guys should've prepared in advance, like me."
Lee Ji-hyeon proudly flicked the edge of her thigh-high stockings.
She smirked, looking down at her friends with pity.
"Oppa loves this kind of thing. You didn't even notice him sneaking glances at my legs?"
"......."
The three beauties glared at Lee Ji-hyeon's smug face.
But Ji-hyeon just smiled back, basking in her superiority.
"See~? I'm the only one who can be Oppa's girlfriend. An idol, a goddess—I'm literally the perfect girlfriend material for any guy."
"Yeah, sure. The perfect type—if you're into airheads."
"Excuse me?! I'm gonna marry Oppa one day!"
As the subtle battle between the girls escalated, Park Se-eun's lips twitched.
Then—
"Pfft. Seriously, what the hell? Did this 'Oppa' guy buy you all or something? You're acting like sponsored groupies."
The air instantly turned icy.
"Got a death wish or something?"
The words came from the class troublemaker, Lee O-jin.
Normally, Lee Ji-hyeon and Ga Da-hui would've ignored such remarks. But this time, their eyes widened in shock. No—they were absolutely furious.
"What the fuck did you just say?"
"You wanna die?"
They had no reason to hold back—they weren't even idols anymore.
Lee O-jin flinched but kept his sneer intact.
"...It's common knowledge. Park Se-eun, your brother's been sleeping around with a bunch of girls."
Park Se-eun's eyes widened by a millimeter. It wasn't even a rebuttable claim—just an undeniable truth. So it wasn't surprising at all.
"And you guys have all been meeting him separately, right?"
But that part was new.
"??"
Park Se-eun turned to look, only to see her friends exchanging panicked glances.
'I only met Oppa because he said he had time—weren't we supposed to avoid sneaking around behind each other's backs?'
'All's fair in love and war.'
'I made sure to meet him in secret—how did he find out? Is he a stalker?'
They had all promised. No secret dates with Park Si-hyun. But the shocking truth was... none of them had actually kept that promise?
'This is ridiculous.'
'That's just how the world works.'
'I have no idea.'
Whatever their inner thoughts, and whoever was watching them—none of that mattered anymore.
"Ahahahahaha."
Park Se-eun suddenly burst into laughter.
"You've got a death wish, huh? I told you not to mess with Oppa."
"...Uh."
Her friends broke into cold sweat, avoiding her gaze. But her rage didn't subside—it redirected toward Lee O-jin.
"...But hey. Who the hell do you think you are, talking about Oppa like he's some rich bastard paying for girls?"
Park Se-eun leaped off the desk and roundhouse-kicked Lee O-jin in the face.
"Guh—ack?!"
Caught off guard, Lee O-jin was sent sprawling across the floor.
"G-Gaaah?! Fuck! My face!"
Park Se-eun landed smoothly on the floor and let out a sigh, as if some of her anger had dissipated.
But a shadow loomed over the fallen Lee O-jin.
Lee Ji-hyeon, Ga Da-hui, and Oh Han-yeong stared down at him coldly.
When Lee Ji-hyeon lifted her leg, her skirt rode up—but she was wearing shorts underneath.
"Keep your eyes to yourself, you fucking creep!"
"Guh—hk!"
Lee Ji-hyeon's boot struck Lee O-jin squarely between the legs.
"Go die, you pervert!"
"Hey, Ji-hyeon. How are you gonna be an idol after this—"
"The world's already gone to shit, what idol career?!"
"Ghk—ah, s-stop! Please!"
Ga Da-hui, who had been hesitating for a moment, nodded in agreement.
"You know what? She's right."
Ga Da-hui joined in.
"Kkh—hk! Gah!"
"G-Guys! This is going too far..."
Oh Han-yeong reached out to stop them, but her voice lacked any real conviction.
Meanwhile, Park Se-eun watched in stunned silence as Lee O-jin endured the beating.
Lee Ji-hyeon and Ga Da-hui yanked Lee O-jin up by his hair.
"Go on, say it again. You've been making sleazy comments about us for ages—try running your mouth now."
"O-jin. It was pretty pathetic of you to judge us by your own standards, you know? I'm very displeased. Let's not do this again, okay?"
Lee O-jin, now sporting two black eyes, frantically nodded.
Lee Ji-hyeon and Ga Da-hui smirked in satisfaction as they straightened up from their crouched positions.
"Well, guess I can't be an idol anymore."
"Perfect. I was getting sick of it anyway. You have no idea how exhausting it was catering to these kinds of people."
"No, I don't."
"...Ugh, you're the worst. But damn, that felt good."
Lee Ji-hyeon swept her long, orange-waved hair back with a relieved sigh. Then her gaze slid toward Ga Da-hui, whose short black hair framed her sharp features. Their eyes locked, sparks of hostility crackling between them.
"So, you've been getting along well with our oppa, huh?"
"You're not so innocent yourself. If even O-jin knew about it—"
As the suffocating tension between the two girls thickened, Oh Han-yeong shakily tried to back away. But then, a hand landed on each of their shoulders.
"Speaking of which. Whose oppa are we talking about here?"
Park Se-eun's voice was laced with a dangerous sweetness.
"Uh, huh?"
"W-Wait—"
"I said, whose oppa?"
"I-I have my own oppa! My real brother!"
"...I was just referencing an anime I saw recently—"
Oh Han-yeong turned to bolt at the sight of Park Se-eun's demonic glare—only to be yanked back by the collar.
"And where do you think you're going?"
Oh Han-yeong paled under Park Se-eun's terrifying stare.
* * *
The four beauties' antics might have seemed like childish squabbling.
Some students grumbled that their lightheartedness was inappropriate for the situation, but there was something about their presence that eased the tension.
Except for one thing—the name they kept bringing up: Park Si-hyun.
The handsome guy who occasionally appeared on Park Se-eun's SNS, scowling in annoyance.
'Well, if he's that good-looking...'
It made sense why they'd get excited talking about him. But every time they mentioned "Park Si-hyun" with those radiant smiles, Kim Yeong-han's stomach twisted.
'Just how handsome is he supposed to be...?'
Kim Yeong-han watched the four girls bicker. Their beauty was undeniable, drawing attention whether they wanted it or not.
"Hey, why are you all so obsessed with my oppa?"
Park Se-eun's voice dripped with irritation.
"Because he's someone else's oppa. If he were ours, would we care?"
Lee Ji-hyeon laughed, flipping her long orange waves.
"You're still trying to protect him? That's weird. Just hand him over to us and focus on your own future. As his little sister, we'll make sure you don't starve—special treatment, you know?"
Ga Da-hui smirked, running a hand through her sleek black bob.
Oh Han-yeong, her long pink hair tied back, fidgeted nervously behind them.
"Haah..."
Park Se-eun finally grimaced in defeat.
'What right do I even have to stop them? The world's gone to hell, but still...'
Unlike Park Se-eun's complicated feelings, her friends were laughing brightly.
"I'll take good care of Si-hyun oppa. You know my family's loaded."
"Your family's ruined because of the zombies."
"W-Well, I can still support him!"
"Please, I'm way more reliable than you. Right? ...Princess?"
"...My blood pressure."
Park Se-eun glared at them, thoroughly exasperated.
'...These girls could outshine anyone just by existing. Sigh. Even Hayase unnie is unfairly gorgeous. Can oppa even resist their charms?'
She flushed at her own shameless thoughts.
Then—an unexpected voice sliced through the air.
"Hey. Having fun?"
The voice was clear, deep, and unmistakably not from any student in the school. A chill ran down everyone's spine at the sudden intrusion.
From the shadows, a young man stepped forward.
"Mind if I join?"
He wore a pristine white robe adorned with a gleaming golden emblem—an Inverted Cross, the mark of the Great Peace Sect.
His expression was cheerful, but behind that smile lurked something sinister—something undead.
"I was just thinking... we could liven things up a little more."