Boss Raid (1)
Boss Raid (1)
My lower body is soaking wet. It feels like I pissed myself. I jolt in surprise and move, causing the penis still buried inside Eunha's vagina to slip out, spurting semen and vaginal fluid.
Gulleong, gulleok.
The sight of the liquids sealed inside her gushing out like a burst dam was so raw and explicit, it was something even porn couldn't capture.
'Whoa......'
Realizing firsthand just how much liquid a human body can hold, I slowly sat up.
I parted the curtains slightly, and thick sunlight poured into the room. The sun was high in the sky.
'Did we have sex all night?'
We fell asleep midway, so I had no idea how many hours we slept. My body felt refreshed, so probably at least six hours......
I flung the curtains wide open and threw the window ajar. The stuffy air escaped, replaced by fresh air and sunlight filling the room.
Eunha, who had been sleeping peacefully, shrank back like a vampire at the slightest ray of light. She groaned, hugging her chest tightly, then realized something was missing from her arms and bolted upright in panic.
Upon waking, she spotted me by the window and toddled over sleepily, throwing her arms around me.
"......Eunha?"
"Good morning......"
Still half in dreamland, she greeted me in a dazed slur. I matched her eye level, kissed her, and greeted back.
"Good morning... though with the sun that high, it's more like good noon."
"......Already?"
Only then did Eunha crane her neck to peer at the sun. It was too dazzling for the naked eye, so she quickly looked away.
"......I'm hungry."
"Me too."
Finding common ground, we grinned at each other goofily. Eunha smiled, and that made me smile too.
But we couldn't head to the restaurant like this. Both of us were slathered head to toe in each other's saliva......
"Shall we wash up first?"
"Yeah......"
I headed to the bathhouse with Eunha. In the spotlessly clean bathhouse, we washed each other's hair and bodies, then soaked in the tub to ease our fatigue.
Once the fatigue melted away, lust bubbled up again. Eunha spotted my erection and cautiously approached, grabbing my penis.
"......Eunha?"
"...J-just once."
"No."
"......Just really once, I swear."
But I wasn't falling for it this time. When I kept refusing, she pouted disappointingly and sulked, blowing bubbles in the bathwater.
She was so damn cute that as she climbed out of the bath, I tackled her from behind.
"D-Do-jin......?"
"Just once for real."
"Y-Yeah...!"
Liar Eunha ended up taking three ejaculations before we finally left the bathroom.
'Alright then......'
With a pounding heart, I opened my skill window. The Ruler of Women's Hearts grows every time I sleep with a woman—I was curious what skill I'd get from bonding with Eunha.
Everyone desires different things. You couldn't pinpoint "this person gives this skill, that one gives that ability."
Human hearts are fickle as reeds—one day craving to be a millionaire, the next dreaming of a hot lover.
'Let's see.'
As I checked the new abilities, I frowned. No new skills. Worse, existing ones had vanished.
'Huh......?'
The status window informed me I'd acquired the skill [State of Absolute Calm] last night, right when I hooked up with Eunha.
Then immediately, [Indestructible Body] and [State of Absolute Calm] fused into a new evolved skill.
'What the......'
They weren't Digimon—why the hell were they fusing on their own?
'Does evolution always mean better?'
No need to ponder alone. I went to Deokgu and asked what happens when skills fuse.
Hearing my question, Deokgu shot back incredulously.
"No way, who was it this time?"
"Huh?"
"Your ability—you said you get new powers every time you bang a girl. So, who was it?"
"......No comment."
Come to think of it, I might've blabbed that to him. Fair enough—he's the only other guy in our party, so he's the one I can vent to.
Deokgu thought for a sec, then explained what he knew.
"Usually, it's good."
"Usually?"
"Yeah, usually."
Fusion evolution—a term that tugs at any guy's heartstrings. No way it'd suck. That's the norm, but......
"For example, like Vegito from the Dragon Ball GT Hell arc or whatever."
"What's that?"
"You never watched Dragon Ball?"
"Nope."
"......Fusions can turn to shit sometimes too."
Like if Lu Bu and Zhuge Liang fused into a warrior with Zhuge's body and Lu Bu's brain.
Super rare, but he warned to brace for trash skills.
"......What if it really sucks?"
"Then what—bang every chick in this city if you have to. Learn a skill that deletes skills."
"......Should I?"
"You serious?"
It was a joke. With the legs I'm already juggling, adding loveless flings would be biting off too much.
"So, what about this raid?"
"Huh?"
That's when Deokgu shoved the schedule at me. We had a plan to raid the 30th Floor boss monster this week.
And who knew when the new skill would form. I worried about the hassle without those two skills, but realized it wasn't a big deal.
'I hardly used 'em anyway—dodged and weaved fine without. Should be okay, right?'
Thoughts were brief; action swift.
"Fine. Stick to the plan."
"Long time no see."
That week, I waved at Han-young's group approaching from afar. First faces since we took down the 10th Floor boss.
"Yeah."
"O-oh, yeah, long time."
"......You okay?"
But Han-young and his crew looked rough. Like me after a full day of sex—dark clouds hanging over them.
"Nah, we're good."
"......For real? We can postpone this. Speak up if there's trouble."
"If you're hurt, I can check you out with my ability......?"
"I said we're fine."
They even turned down Aram offering her powers, then quietly joined the group.
"Hmm...... Well, if they say they're fine, they are. Meet our new members: Raize and Orion. Both heavy hitters, so no worries."
"......Please take care of us."
"Nice to meet you."
Neither had hit Level 3 yet, but they were damn close—top-tier.
Han-young's group gawked at Orion, eyes glued to her looks and rack.
Before Orion got pissed, I stepped in and blocked their view.
"Alright, let's head in?"
"Uh, y-yeah? Right."
"Uh......"
As we entered the dungeon with the party, I felt their eyes sneaking peeks at Orion's ass. Annoying, but they had essential skills for this raid.
"Dojin."
"Yeah?"
"Those guys are acting weird."
Seoyun sidled up, whispering while observing them. Weird, huh? I glanced over—caught leering at the girls' butts, they whistled and looked away.
Crude and eyesore, but not "weird" weird.
"Weird how?"
"Gut feeling."
"Gut...? Woman's intuition or something?"
"Yeah."
Seoyun said so, but slim evidence to buy it. She wasn't the sharp-intuition type like me, and she usually relied on hard facts and logic anyway?
"No issues right now...... If something feels off before the raid, I'll handle it. Thanks for the heads-up."
"Yeah."
So I couldn't boot them yet either. We were already inside the dungeon.
We followed Seoyun in. Her ability, specialized in massacring weaker monsters, shredded them better than anyone here.
We ignored the Magic Stones they dropped. The goal was the 30th Floor boss—nail that, and stones would be easy pickings without grinding.
By the 25th Floor, Han-young's group changed up.
'......What's with them?'
They were trembling. Like they feared something.
Hard to believe Level 3s would quake at the 25th Floor......
"Hey, Han-young."
"Y-yeah......?"
"You really Level 3?"
"......This fucker, doubting me?"
"Not doubting, just......"
"Then let's go, asshole! Or chicken out?"
"......Nah, sorry. Let's climb."
His Super Strength was crucial, so I had to tuck tail and turn away. But that confirmed it.
'Those guys...... full of shit.'
Level 3? Clearing 35th Floor? All lies. Realizing that, I pondered where to ditch them in my head.
Cowards shaking at the 25th Floor had no place in this raid.
At the stairs to the 29th Floor. Dojin paused, turning to the party.
"Climb these, and the Dungeon Ruler wakes right up. We'll get hit immediately."
"How do you know?"
Han-young asked Dojin.
"Woke it once before. From memory, it stirs in under three minutes tops."
"......Smash the wall in three minutes?"
"Not that hard. Drag it out, and it'll come on its own."
"Then why me?"
"You'll see."
Everyone exhaled deeply. Realizing they'd face an unseen beast, tension crept in bit by bit.
Dojin knew this and waited till they loosened up. They were pros—veteran hunters with countless battles.
No need for pep talks. Just time, and they'd shake it off their way.
Time passed; once all were set, Dojin ascended the stairs.
The party followed. They moved like lightning. On the 30th Floor, werewolves blocked their path.
Sreung—.
Dojin drew his sword, blitzing monsters while scanning for the Dungeon Ruler's vibe.
"That way."
Seoyun fired an ice drill at Dojin's pointed direction. As her ice chewed the dungeon wall at millions of RPM.
"One-two-three, we hit together."
"Got it."
3, 2, 1. Dojin and Han-young's weapons smashed the ice simultaneously. The wall shattered, revealing a massive door beyond.
The Dungeon Ruler's sleeping chamber.
No one but Han-young could open it. It absorbed magic power, and only his Super Strength could budge that behemoth barehanded.
Dojin eyed Han-young; he nodded cautiously and
"Here goes......!"
Han-young shoved the door with might. Moments later, it swung open both ways, unveiling the slumbering Dungeon Ruler inside.
—Oh shit.
The Dungeon Ruler sized up the situation instantly upon waking. Sharp judgment picking the optimal play, but......
"Lightning, strike."
Too late.
Lightning crashed in the dungeon, flooding the room with light.