Yoon Ayoung (3)
The zombie that woke me up came to mind. The one who couldn't stay still for even a second, pounding on my door with its forehead over and over again.
"So the golden time the government was handing us for free has finally run out, huh."
One look at the mutants slowly exposing themselves to us made it obvious. The massive accumulation of malice had achieved its shared goal, and now they would begin prowling the streets.
I looked around the table piled with food. It didn't look like nearly enough.
"So, is the food here enough to hold out through that mess?"
"You say that as if it has absolutely nothing to do with you."
"Ah! So in moments like this, do I count as part of your 'we,' Ms. Seong Gaeul?"
"Of course. You did eat our camp's precious food, after all. I remember it well."
Ah, now that was unfair. I hadn't so much as touched the kimbap, and I'd given every can of tuna to Yoon Ayoung.
I was about to point that out with a smirk when Seong Gaeul's voice bored into my ear.
"Having fun?"
"Huh? Out of nowhere?"
"Yes, out of nowhere. Are you having fun? With all of this — the situation, the results."
The smile that had filled her face drained away.
"You know what? Apparently, less than a day after the zombies appeared, there were plenty of people just like you. Laughing it up about how the zombies were real, how it was just like a movie. Idiots like that."
Contempt ran deep in her voice.
"Raping women, killing a man over a single lunchbox, running wild like the world belonged to them now. You want to know what happened to those bastards?"
"Hmm, what did happen to them?"
"How would I know? Dead or alive, who cares."
"…Wait, what?"
She mimicked my wordplay, sneer curling on her lips.
"But this much is certain. Those bastards' mommy and daddy are probably zombies now too, wandering through hell craving the flesh of their own precious children."
"That sounds suspiciously like an insult aimed at my parents."
"It is. How fortunate that you're quick on the uptake, of all things."
By now it was so absurd that only a dry laugh escaped me.
Was this woman an Awakened too? Did she have some skill that gave her multiple lives?
"I'm genuinely curious why you're flooring the accelerator like this all of a sudden?"
"It just got clearer. The more we talked, the clearer it became what kind of human being you are."
"Wow, honestly, that's… really unsettling."
Screeeech―
The chair scraped back as she rose to her feet.
"I'm dying to know — did you go insane because you want to die?"
"Hardly. You're the one thing I couldn't kill right now even if I spat in your face."
"Wow, this conversation got exciting fast. Now I really want to know. Why?"
She crossed her arms without warning. Even in a moment like this, her chest exploded with presence.
"Because I want to devour you, no matter what it takes."
"…Ha!"
Fuck, does she have mind-reading or something?
That smirk of mine crept out again. A moment ago it had been pure amusement, but honestly, even I couldn't articulate exactly what this fire boiling in my chest was anymore.
But hey — pretty girls always command a pretty price, don't they?
"Khu― krrgh!"
The moment I raised my hand, Seong Gaeul's body floated up into the air. She clutched at her own throat and forced out a scalding voice.
"S-so Yoon Ayoung really was an 'Awakened' too."
"That's right. Everything you said was correct."
She'd known. Of course — those provocations had all been bait, designed to draw out my abnormal behavior.
Right. The world had always been a playground for people superior to me. I was just a fairly ordinary loser among them.
So had I let my guard down? No. I never let my guard down, not ever.
Then had I gotten carried away? Mm, maybe a little there.
I made up my mind. All that nonsense about being a cult leader aside, I was still caging myself inside a human being. I thought and acted like an ordinary person.
"Khh― kkrrgh―"
I dragged Seong Gaeul, her eyes rolling back in agony, right up in front of me. Her pupils trembled the way a brain deprived of air shudders in search of a breath.
Right in front of her, I raised a single finger.
"First — I could devour you right here, right now. So stop acting like you're in charge, you half-witted bitch."
Thud―
Haaaah― haaaaahhh―
Dumped onto the floor, she gulped down air in a panic, tears spilling down her cheeks. Drool she hadn't managed to swallow hung in strings from the corner of her mouth.
Unlike before, a moderate dose of telekinesis propped her still-reeling body upright before me again. Then I seized her chest in a crushing grip.
"Hh, hck! Wh-what are you doing!"
The feel of her soft flesh carried a potent, addictive sweetness. I kneaded and toyed with it, using telekinesis to peel her blouse away.
"St-stop it! Stop… kyaaaaah!"
The instant I pinched her pink nipple, a dramatic reaction spilled out of her.
"Nnngh, nnngh!"
Her body convulsed again and again, as though she were being tortured rather than fondled. Facing her, I held out a second finger.
"Second — bite my tongue, and Kang San dies in your place."
Clever as she was, she understood immediately. I ignored her eyes brimming with horror and pressed my lips to hers.
"Hh, mmph!"
Beyond the softness of her lips, I felt the wall of clenched teeth, sealed tight. Even as my tongue tapped insistently at them, she paid me no mind — if anything, she bit down harder.
With both hands I took hold of her pink nipples and pulled them back, as if to tear them off.
"Hh, hnnnnnngh!"
She was holding out with superhuman will against the mouth that kept trying to open.
Chuup― chuup―
Keeping her lips drawn into mine, I released the telekinesis that had bound her whole body. The moment the hold vanished, her legs gave out beneath her — and I hooked an arm around her waist, catching her collapse against me.
Then, with my remaining hand, I began caressing her stomach.
"Hh, hnn, mnn―"
At my tender, circling touches, her breath ghosted warm against my upper lip. But when my hand began its slow descent, she convulsed and snatched at my wrist.
I smiled into those wide, startled eyes — and grabbed both her hands in mine instead. Confusion flickered across her face.
"Hh, haaaahn!"
The telekinesis I'd unleashed began to caress her pussy, hard. In the same instant, my tongue crashed into her open mouth.
"Nmmmmmh―"
As our tongues entwined, she began making sounds halfway between words and babbling. Like something out of an adult video, her tongue and mine met outside her lips, stroking each other. Whenever she recovered her senses and tried to thrust my tongue back out, I scraped her cunt with telekinesis without fail.
Her thighs rubbed together with desperate force, as if she couldn't bear it a second longer. The hands reaching down toward her pussy trembled violently — but I already had them locked fast.
Chuup― hnnnm―
With a nasal whimper, her tongue returned to twine with mine. The moment I saw her throat bob, swallowing something down, I knew at once.
From the instant our kiss began, the Liquid of Subordination had been at work.
For a long while after that, I kept feeding her my saliva.
Somewhere along the way, the hands that had been pinning hers had come to glide softly over the gentle mound of her pussy. Between her tightly closed thighs, something slick and sticky met my fingers. I rubbed them together — a viscous fluid clung to them.
Arousal.
The heat of the Liquid of Subordination had driven her into estrus.
The moment I tried to slip a finger between her folds, her whole body jolted and shoved me away.
"D-don't! Haah― haah―"
Even as she pushed, her thighs were twisting around each other shamelessly, her own shove knocking her back against me. A face flushed crimson, hair and breasts soaked through with sweat.
I caught her throat again and whispered.
"That's quite a novel reaction. Don't tell me you've never once done it with Kang San?"
"…Sh-shut uup!"
Her high cry made those heavy breasts shake. I savored the sight for a moment, then slowly helped her back into her blouse. Then I pulled tissues from my inventory and wiped her body down, every place I'd touched.
And then I held up three fingers.
"Third — your body is my toy now. You know what happens if you resist. Someone dies."
Of course, that someone would be Kang San, the man you love.
When I whispered it softly into her ear, her body shuddered once more.
"What is it, are your ears an erogenous zone or something?"
"Hh, hnnnngh! G-get off!"
Her legs finally gave out and she collapsed to the floor, rubbing her thighs together of her own accord. Then she began glaring up at me with eyes full of resentment.
But nestled within that resentful glare, I could see it — desire. A pink-hued want, begging me to do something about the state she was in.
So even a woman that intelligent was helpless against arousal, was she?
I recited the fourth item.
"Fourth — I won't have sex with you until you're on your knees begging me to fuck you. So I'd suggest asking as soon as possible."
At my playful grin, her expression twisted into something strange. The sight of her — unable to cry, unable to laugh — drew an even deeper smile out of me.
"Oh, and one more thing. Don't insult my parents again. My family's immune to that — we do it to ourselves."
I checked the clock on the front wall of the third floor. At the very least, thirty or forty minutes had slipped away.
Shall I go see how much our dear Ayoung has been suffering at the hands of Lee Gyeongmin and Kim Cheolsu?
The moment I opened the door to the third-floor reading room, she spoke.
A voice torn at the seams, swallowing down her fury in every syllable.
"Why are you doing this to us! With powers like this! If you have this, you could use it for something better! You could save people, you garbage bastard!"
Prostrate like a mermaid, she screamed at me in utter wretchedness. One hand pressed down against the other, which kept drifting lower, as if she couldn't bear the tingling — and even now, her white thighs ground together with a slick, obscene sound.
Ah, that's fucking hot.
Maybe I should just take her here and now.
No. Yoon Ayoung came first.
"Could you?"
"……What?"
"I'll save them. Starting with you — then Kang San, Seo Taesan, Kim Eunbyeol, and failing that, even the worthless invalids Lee Gyeongmin and Kim Cheolsu."
To her, staring at me blankly, I cast Lack Identification.
Kang San's Love and Attention
It was laughable. In a world like this, did a dim-witted girl still playing at love have any right to say that to me?
"Hck― hnnk, sob, sob―"
The instant the door closed behind me, her weeping echoed through the room.
That's right — I'd been far too gentle until now.
Time to stop cosplaying as the humble one and start expanding the religion in earnest. Seo Taesan and Seong Gaeul would never again dare look at me with impure eyes.
With the pesky saboteurs suppressed, it was time to go make the most devoted believer of all.
Three figures on the fourth floor's minimap. Lee Gyeongmin, Kim Cheolsu, and Yoon Ayoung.
And among them, the one I needed most was Yoon Ayoung.