Chapter 55

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 55

Chapter Title: Yoon Sua's Joy

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I never imagined it would be this bad.

...I had no intention of making excuses like that or turning a blind eye to the situation right now. That would be utterly ridiculous. Still, I really hadn't expected it to be this bad.

I'd had some idea.

From the quest description or what Yoon Sua had said. I'd more or less anticipated that her stamina wasn't great.

But this... it was so lacking that it felt like a hidden camera prank trying to mess with me.

'Hoo.'

There's already research saying men are weak to women's tears. In a situation like this, the guilt was overwhelming. It felt like a sack of rice was weighing down my shoulders.

"......"

Yoon Sua's crying didn't last as long as I'd thought. To be precise, she wanted to cry but couldn't. Ironically, even crying takes stamina.

"......"

Oh Hana and Han Aebom were mouthing at me behind Yoon Sua's back. Do something about it.

I nodded without hesitation.

I'd been planning to anyway.

I was the one who'd dragged her into this for the quest clear. That said, I didn't regret it.

It was a hurdle we had to cross eventually. If we'd kept putting it off, my gut told me Yoon Sua wouldn't have stuck around with us for long.

More than that.

'The quest is called Yoon Sua's Joy.'

This quest system. It was still full of mysteries, but after benefiting from it this much, I had to admit at least one thing: it didn't deceive me.

For it to name this 'Yoon Sua's Joy' meant the quest would ultimately lead to her happiness. So.

"Sua."

"......"

I wasn't sure if she lacked even the energy to reply or if complicated emotions had frozen her, but I gently took her idle hand and spoke.

"Let's keep walking."

Oh Hana and Han Aebom's eyes went wide at my words.

But I spoke even faster.

"Hop on my back. We haven't enjoyed our walk enough yet, right? You don't want to end it like this."

Yoon Sua's hand slid down from her face, and our eyes met. Her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠gaze held a whirlwind of emotions, but I zeroed in on just one.

"You wanted to make memories, didn't you? This doesn't happen every day."

It was anticipation. A lingering spark of hope.

And on a smaller scale, the enthusiasm to create those memories.

*

"Sorry."

"No... it's fine."

I replied with effort to Yoon Sua's voice above me. Carrying someone on your back was ridiculously taxing. Even harder than marching with the same weight in full gear.

Because people don't stay put.

I had no choice but to legally grip her ass tight. Otherwise, she'd slip.

"Hehe."

This guy I wasn't even that close to yet was kneading her ass nonstop, but instead of complaining, she let out a silly laugh.

'It's exhausting, but somehow not.'

It sounded absurd, but the immense softness pressing against my back made it so.

I hadn't walked far with her on my back, but sweat was already pooling, making my back slick. That let the heavy pressure of Yoon Sua's breasts transmit directly. Was this hydraulic pressure? At least a tenth of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her weight had to be those tits.

"Eep!"

When her body slipped too much midway despite the kneading, I had no choice but to bounce her by squeezing harder.

Each time, the breasts plastered to my back peeled away, then slapped back on.

And Yoon Sua let out moans with every one.

"Hng."

Maybe her nipples were rubbing. Or her breasts were sensitive. Or had I accidentally poked her pussy while grabbing her ass? No clue.

Whatever it was, it was a voice that fired me up like nothing else. I was glad ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I'd bent my waist a bit to carry her. I recited the national anthem and Buddhist sutras in my head, but it wasn't enough, so I spoke up.

"Sua, you probably have something to say to us."

"......"

"Save it for when we get home. This is our first group walk. Let's just enjoy it like we planned."

Oh Hana nodded.

"Oppa’s right."

Yoon Sua tightened her arms around my neck a bit more, pressing her breasts even harder as she spoke.

"Yeah. I'll do that. When we get home... I'll tell you. But Hyunwoo, aren't you tired?"

I was. Honestly, I was exhausted enough to want to whine.

The various pleasures from Yoon Sua were nice, but the human body couldn't run on infinite energy from that alone.

That I was managing anyway was thanks to the quest rewards: Stamina +2 and Strength +1. Good thing I'd claimed them early. I hadn't noticed much before beyond less sleep needed.

But carrying Yoon Sua like this made the effects crystal clear.

"Tired? Sure. But the good outweighs the bad."

That let me say silly stuff like this even now.

"Really?"

Yoon Sua chuckled softly and whispered in my ear.

"Then feel free to grope more. Anywhere. Comfortably."

"......"

My waist bent a little more. Damn it. Thinking about it, it wasn't just her ass that felt good—her thighs were amazing too... ahem.

"Wow, oppa’s impressive. Holding her this long? I should've asked for a ride too if I knew."

"As if. Why would I carry you?"

I said that, but the satisfaction from carrying Yoon Sua was bigger than expected. Sneakily, I kinda wanted to piggyback Han Aebom and Oh Hana sometime if the chance came.

Wonder what their asses and thighs would feel like. Or their breasts against my back.

Ugh. My waist bent more.

"...Pervert."

Han Aebom, who'd been watching me tiredly from the side, muttered that. My face burned. Yeah. Couldn't deny it.

As we walked the street, piercing stares stuck to us nonstop.

Couldn't be helped. The three beauties were stunning, but honestly, who carries a girl around like this these days? Even I'd stare.

Thankfully, the thick clothes hid my hands kneading her ass perfectly. Otherwise, someone would've called the cops.

We kept walking.

We passed two subway stations. Skirted the local market, apartment complexes, even crunched sand on an empty elementary school field. Midway, we all sprawled in a pavilion at a senior park, staring at the ceiling for a break.

When we reached the third subway station—about 3 hours and 20 minutes since leaving the one-room.

"Here’s the end!"

We finished the walk.

"Hoo!"

No sooner had I carefully set Yoon Sua on a bench than I collapsed beside her. Just sitting made my thighs and arms tremble like vibrators.

"Good work, Hyunwoo."

"You did great, Hyunwoo."

"Good job, oppa. Gotta admit it."

The three beauties surrounding me praising me melted away some fatigue.

"We made it somehow."

"Yeah."

Moments flashed by: near-limits where we paused, times she almost slipped when my grip weakened. My face heated up.

Still, pride in completing the walk outweighed it. With a twinge of regret too.

"Got some bungeoppang here!"

Resting quietly, Oh Hana shoved flour fish buns in my face. I saw her anew. This girl who borrowed money from me for albums bought 700-won-each buns?

"Thanks, I'l—huh?"

Wait. Something off in what she said?

"...You said 'brought'? Not bought with your money?"

"Yep!"

Oh Hana declared proudly.

"I was staring blankly at the bungeoppang shop, and the owner guy asked if I wanted some. When I said yes, he gave enough for all of us?"

"......"

Was that even possible? I eyed the guy who'd probably handed them over in disbelief. Far off, he was waving desperately: Need more? Talk to me more!

I fixed Oh Hana's head toward me and said.

"Just one. One. We'll eat Sua's delicious home cooking later. Wasted effort walking if we fill up on flour."

"Okay."

Tryna lure her with buns.

I snorted, then a translucent window popped up.

Seeing the completion message brought instant relief. Tension eased, eyelids growing heavy already. But not bedtime yet.

Whatever. It'll come when it does.

With Stamina up another +1, my body felt recovered. Maybe that's why.

"Sua."

"Yes?"

"Hop on. I'll carry you back too."

"Ah, no. I'm okay now. I can take the subway... Kyaa."

I whispered in Yoon Sua's ear.

"You said grope freely."

"I-I said touch, not grope."

"Same difference."

I insisted and boarded the subway with her on my back anyway. Yoon Sua spent the three stops with her face buried in my back, ears beet red.

"Ugh, we're hooome."

Subways rock. Covered the 3-hour-20-minute walk in just 10 minutes. Though our pace was slow.

Back at the one-room, I saw Yoon Sua hesitate at the door and asked.

"Sua, how was today?"

At my question, she glanced carefully at me, Han Aebom, and Oh Hana. Then a single tear fell as she beamed.

"It was really, really fun. The best day of my life."

We smiled back. That was enough. Twists and turns aside, the result was good.

But it wasn't over.

We slipped off our shoes side by side, squeezing into the cramped one-room, steeling ourselves. Time to hear Yoon Sua's story.