Rationalizing the Taboo

I slipped my hand behind Han Sodam’s back as she slept, drunk and unconscious. My fingers found the hook of her bra and unfastened it with a quiet click.

The thin fabric still covered her chest. All I had to do was peel it away, and her breasts would be completely exposed to me.

In truth, I already knew what I would find. Her chest was almost flat. But that very fact sent a twisted thrill racing through me, a dark sense of transgression that made my blood burn.

My hands trembled.

Not from nervousness, but from an overwhelming flood of dopamine I couldn’t control.

Perhaps the moment I offered Han Seolbin to Owen, the moral code inside me had already shattered beyond repair.

All the principles I had built since the day I first met her—things like “I will never look at another woman”—had crumbled. The line I swore I would never cross had been erased.

They say it’s hard to climb up, but easy to fall down…

Yes. Let’s be honest.

When I first possessed this body in a world governed by Enjoyable Harem Life mode, I had been excited. The thought of rising to the peak of the hunter world and building a harem had thrilled me.

After all, this cruise itself had originally been content for that very mode. That was why the moment I proposed to Seolbin and abandoned the harem route, the cruise system had begun forcing extreme demands on me.

If I refused to walk the harem route, the mode would lose all meaning. To the cruise—the alpha and omega of that system—such coercion was inevitable.

Maybe even the act of guiding me into offering Seolbin to a VIP had been nothing more than a calculated move to make me abandon my obsession with loving only her.

The cruise had gone to such drastic lengths to push me toward the harem route. If I still resisted…

It might demand something even worse next time. And that “something worse” could very well require another sacrifice from Seolbin.

Therefore…

I had no choice but to follow the cruise’s will and build a harem.

Therefore.

It was perfectly fine to indulge in the sleeping body of Han Sodam right in front of me.

The primal male instinct I had buried deep in my chest—the desire to surround myself with beautiful women—had to be acknowledged if I wanted to draw it out fully.

Once my thoughts settled, everything became crystal clear. I reached out and pulled Han Sodam’s bra completely away.

Her modest breasts were revealed. Just as I had expected, there was almost no volume, yet they weren’t completely flat either. The word “perky” suited them perfectly. They were small and cute, but exquisitely formed.

If I cupped one, it would fill my palm almost exactly—perhaps even leave me wanting just a little more. Their very smallness made them look fun to play with.

And her skin, pale like her sister’s to the point of looking almost luminous, gave me a refreshing feeling just by gazing at it.

I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I brought my mouth to her chest, moving on pure instinct. As my nose and lips drew close to her skin, her unique scent tickled my nostrils.

A fluffy, clean soap fragrance mixed with the faintest trace of warm, musky sweat. I savored that scent as I lavished attention on her nipple.

The light pink bud, proof that she was still an academy student, was adorable. Not only was the color lovely, but her areola was small too. It was a pure, innocent chest that begged to be sucked.

The moment the tip of my tongue touched the peak of that soft flesh, a pleasure so intense it felt like it scrambled my brain spread throughout my entire body. My salivary glands went into overdrive, flooding my mouth in anticipation.

I coated her breasts with the thick saliva and continued to devour them.

The texture was impossibly soft. Because the surface area was so small, her entire chest quickly became glistening and slick with my spit.

Still not satisfied, I carefully inspected every inch to make sure I hadn’t missed any spot.

As if I would never yield even a single part of her to anyone else.

Was this compensation psychology for having given Seolbin to Owen…?

I licked, sucked, and drooled over Han Sodam’s breasts, completely lost in the act.

My cock had long since grown painfully hard, leaking a steady stream of precum. Despite its modest size, my erection throbbed with overwhelming lust. The moment I wrapped my fingers around it…

I knew I would cum almost instantly.

Yet the pleasure of molesting her chest was too much to resist. I moved my hand to my cock.

In the end, I began stroking myself furiously while sucking on her breasts.

The urge to climax rose rapidly. I couldn’t even hold it back for a few seconds. Thick ropes of semen began spurting into my palm.

Spurt!

Spurt, spurt!

While riding the waves of orgasm, I sucked her chest even harder. The soft flesh was drawn deep into my mouth, and the sensation was incredible. Because they were so small, I could fit her entire breast between my lips at once.

Was this the true appeal of small breasts?

The boys at the academy would never understand the charm of Han Sodam’s chest.

Or perhaps… that was exactly why it felt like such a waste to keep her all to myself? But her breasts were simply too small for multiple men to enjoy at the same time. It would be too much for her.

Spurt!

Spuuuurt!

Only after my mind had wandered into strange territory did my cock finally stop pulsing.

My racing heart gradually returned to its normal rhythm. The adrenaline that had flooded my veins slowly dissipated into the air.

Clarity began to return.

What the hell had I just done?

Han Sodam lay there, completely unaware, lost in a drunken slumber. Looking at her small, delicate frame, a wave of guilt crashed over me.

…

This was all because of the cruise system and that bastard Owen. No—the cruise’s entire purpose was to make me build a harem, so I could understand its actions.

But Owen. That son of a bitch wasn’t satisfied with just Seolbin. He had set his sights on Sodam as well.

And he had whispered filthy words to me, trying to corrupt me.

So I made a new vow.

Once this long night ended and the sun rose, I would complete the mission. After that, when Owen disembarked from the cruise…

I would cut that bastard’s throat.

Rationalizing my actions that way, I gently wiped Han Sodam’s chest clean of the mess I had made.

The next morning, Seolbin and I forced ourselves to maintain calm expressions as we saw Owen off. He wore that signature subtle smirk of his as he accepted our farewell.

“It would be nice if I get invited again sometime.”

“Thank you.”

With those ambiguous parting words, he finally left the cruise. The mission was complete. But there was still work to be done.

I couldn’t involve Seolbin any further, so I decided to keep her on the ship while I followed Owen.

I looked at her and spoke softly.

“Seolbin… You worked so hard. Thank you.”

“Siwoo… I’m so glad. It’s really over now, right?”

“It should be. There’s nothing popping up in the status window yet, so let’s wait and see.”

I patted her shoulder gently, guiding her toward her cabin inside the ship.

Fortunately, she followed my suggestion and went to rest in her room. I returned to my own quarters and waited for the mission completion message.

Soon, the awaited notification appeared in the status window.

VIP Hospitality Mission Performance Report

Along with the mission completion report, my Captain level had increased, and so had the level of my Spectate ability.

I immediately checked the upgraded skill.

The previous version of Spectate had only allowed me to peek at partial status windows. Now that it had reached Level 3, I could access the newly unlocked Record Archive.

Though it came with the caveat of being “limited,” my curiosity was too strong to ignore. I opened the cruise status window to check the archive.

Sure enough, a new category had appeared alongside the existing shop tabs.

Inside the archive, only one entry was available.

VIP Hospitality Mission (01)

What kind of records could I view?

With a pounding heart, I selected the entry labeled VIP Hospitality Mission (01).

A list appeared, organized by the date Owen boarded the cruise and the major locations where events had taken place.

Among them, the one that caught my attention—the one I couldn’t possibly ignore—was the incident that occurred in the massage room when Seolbin and Owen had been alone.

I opened the final entry.

Immediately, a video window appeared in the corner of the status screen. I expanded it until it filled my entire field of vision, as if I were watching it with my own eyes.

It was an incredibly sophisticated function.

The footage was so vivid it felt like I had been transported back to that exact moment…

However, my view was severely restricted, as though I were peering into the room through a keyhole from outside the door. Was this a limitation due to the low level of my Spectate ability?

Through that narrow aperture, I looked into the massage room.

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What filled my vision first was that bastard Owen’s broad, muscular back. If that had been all, it might have been bearable.

But between his torso and arm, I could see Han Seolbin’s leg lifted high.

Her leg looked strained, struggling to endure the weight of his massive body pressing down on her from above.

Every time he thrust his hips, her leg quivered violently. The sight was dizzying.

My heart pounded. The skin beneath my eyes twitched.

An uncontrollable rage surged through me. I wanted to shut off the video immediately. But I couldn’t.

There was also a dark desire to see even the parts that were hidden from view.

Yet if the view widened any further, would I truly be able to watch with open eyes?

I didn’t know.

If the view expanded, what I would see was the raw, obscene image of Owen’s cock buried inside Seolbin’s pussy—their most intimate connection.

Just imagining that unseen part made me feel as if my brain were being fried.

Under the unbearable excitement, my cock hardened again.

The situation made me want to vomit. Yet even as I cursed inwardly, I couldn’t stop the video. I was desperate to know exactly what Seolbin had endured at his hands.

That was when I noticed a status window I had overlooked before.

The time I could watch this recording was running out. Perhaps because my Spectate level was still low, there was a strict time limit on viewing records.

Strangely, part of me felt relieved. “It’s good that there’s a time limit.”

Owen’s relentless piston movements continued until the viewing time finally expired.

The moment the video was forcibly terminated, I let out a shaky breath and tried to calm my raging erection.

But then…

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This was the presence-sensing ability of a hunter…

Han Seolbin had disappeared from inside the cruise.

The feeling was ominous. I immediately focused my mind, tracing the remnants of her presence.

Her room on the cruise ship.

The deck.

The dock.

Owen.

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Seolbin had followed Owen!

Inside my head, fragments flashed by—video footage, blackmail, ominous words.

I felt my blood run cold.