Chapter 43

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 43

Chapter Title: How They Compete (3)

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"Hic, what... what is this...♥"

Something felt off.

My whole body was burning up, and my rock-hard cock throbbed so intensely it felt like it might burst at any moment. I couldn't stand it.

It was just like I'd actually taken some kind of drug—my head went blank, and I couldn't think straight at all.

"You okay?"

Even in the middle of all this, Han Yu-rim was acting her part to perfection, just like the script called for, pretending to worry about me with a calm expression.

'This... this isn't acting for me... I'm really going insane...♥'

Even Seong Ha-neul, filming from over there with the camera, was tilting her head with a look that said she had no idea Yu-rim could act this well as she stared at me.

'This isn't acting...!'

This was dangerous. I needed to stop the shoot first and figure something out...!

"Hic, sob. M-my dick... something's wrong with it, it's weird...♥"

Quick, stop filming and help me...!

"Yeah, Big Sis will help you. First, let's get those pants off, okay?"

Swish. My pants came off, followed by my underwear, already soaked through with precum.

"Oh dear... that must hurt so much... Here I go."

"Hng...?"

I-if ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she just puts it in her mouth right now... I'm already losing my mind...

"Urk, hnggg...!"

The moment her soft, wet tongue touched my hypersensitive cock, my hips bucked up involuntarily.

Splurt, spluuurt—!!

I couldn't hold back. The pleasure surging through me was far too intense to resist. Like I was emptying everything inside me, thick, hot semen blasted straight into Han Yu-rim's mouth.

Gulp... "Haa, looks like you had a lot built up... Don't worry. Big Sis will make it all better..."

"Hic, f-feels... weird..."

No matter how I thought about it, this was abnormal. The amount, the sensation...

This wasn't something that could come out just from holding back for a few days. And besides, I hadn't even had the chance to hold back from sex. Every time my dick dried up, one of them came over to suck it dry—what was there to hold back?

This was straight-up unnatural, no matter how you sliced it.

"Now, relax your whole body..."

But that wasn't the only problem. I needed to ask Seong Ha-neul, who kept staring at me with that curious look, for help. Yet my body kept obeying Han Yu-rim's words instead.

"That's it. Just leave everything to Big Sis."

She had to know... she was the one who fed me whatever this was...!

Han Yu-rim clearly knew exactly what she'd given me, but she kept up the act, smiling sweetly like she was clueless.

"Next... if I suck here, you'll feel better."

"Hng...?"

Suddenly, Han Yu-rim brought her dripping slit right up to my mouth. Sucking on it would make me feel better? Total nonsense—but my body followed her lead obediently.

'What's going on... why am I...?'

So it wasn't just some simple aphrodisiac?

Slurp, slurp...

Eating pussy was familiar by now. It had tapered off lately, but they still came over almost every day demanding I use my tongue.

I stuck out my tongue lightly, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pressed my mouth to her slit, and started sucking slowly.

"Hnnng... Good boy, you're doing great."

Stroke, stroke. Han Yu-rim's hand caressed my head. I'd been petted so much it usually didn't faze me, but today felt different.

Slurp... "Hng?!"

The instant her hand touched my head, a shocking jolt—like she was kneading my brain directly—raced from my scalp all the way down.

"Hurk, ngh, haaa...?!"

A pleasure I'd never felt before. Just from having my head touched...?

"Ah, mm..."

"Hee hee... your face is completely melting..."

Han Yu-rim gently stroked my cheek and then kissed me.

"Hik, smack... hng...♥"

Smack, slurp...

Han Yu-rim's lips sucked roughly at my tongue. She glanced down at me mockingly while slurping it up, then let out a ragged breath.

"Haa... haa... Our Do-yun can't go anywhere now..."

I didn't care anymore. My mind felt like it was about to float away, my vision kept drifting upward—I just wanted to let it all go.

Just like this...

"......♥"

Hanul Academy.

It had been a while since this backdrop last appeared, and we'd almost forgotten about it, but Ju Hana's club, 'Pure Heart,' had been racking up decent results lately.

Even with new member Choi Ju-eun, they were still just a tiny group of five—but unlike their quiet days before, they were clearing C-rank gates at least once a week now.

"...I thought you guys just made it to mess around?"

Kim Young-hee, the student council president in charge of managing clubs at Hanul, couldn't hide her bewilderment. She hadn't expected them to actually do anything serious.

"Sis, what're you staring at?"

"Nothing. How's festival prep going?"

"Yeah, just the last bits left."

"Good. Who's performing?"

Kim Young-hee shoved the paperwork back into its folder as she chatted casually with the member who'd wandered into the student council room.

"Nothing special. We booked some idols who are hot right now."

"Ooh, who?"

"Well..."

Everyone would see it on the approval forms soon enough, but she couldn't miss out on insider gossip like this.

As they giggled and gossiped, Kim Young-hee suddenly clapped her hands like something had occurred to her.

"Oh, you said just the last part? How's that going?"

"Time to send out the official notice. Hope it goes well..."

At the same moment, Ju Hana flashed a sly smile at the message on her phone. She only made that face when she was scheming something.

Seong Ha-neul, wise from experience, knew to check ahead and sidled up next to her.

"What's got you grinning?"

"Probably hit your phone too, right? Yu-rim and Ju-eun must've gotten texts."

"Lemme see... Whoa, for real?"

Seong Ha-neul's eyes widened as she scrolled through the group message on her phone.

"Hanul... Boyfriend Bragging Contest? What kinda bullshit is this?"

"Sounds like they're saying 'share the wealth' or whatever."

Choi Ju-eun spoke up, her voice laced with clear annoyance.

"Don't hog all the tasty stuff yourselves, right?"

"Pretty much."

Ju Hana had been chuckling to herself the whole time, her smile refusing to fade.

"Sounds fun, doesn't it?"

"...This?"

Choi Ju-eun pointed at her phone screen with a dubious look.

"Read the whole thing first."

"They're straight-up making them sing, do cutesy acts, and talent shows. And free outfits? Obvious what that means without looking."

All of them were B-rank or higher, so money troubles or daily life issues were basically nonexistent. Those prizes meant nothing to them anyway.

But for most others—young, vigorous Awakeners who weren't so lucky—it was a different story.

F-ranks banding together to support one guy still left them living worse than a normal family.

Failed raids meant support funds that were basically debt, and without growth, nothing improved.

Ranks weren't merit-based. They were talent plus a dash of effort—a caste system. So what if they could snag a tiny taste of luxury?

No.

What if their boyfriend caught the eye of a high-rank Hunter at just the right time?

"Bet plenty of girls will go for it outright. Contestants and spectators alike."

Choi Ju-eun crossed her arms.

"Even if they do, what do we get out of it? Just keep having fun our way, why bother?"

"Ju-eun."

Ju Hana replied ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠with her usual laid-back smile.

"Your rank?"

"...A-rank."

"Mine?"

"Cannon fodder."

Twitch. A vein bulged on Ju Hana's forehead.

"I just got promoted to A-rank. Haven't done the exam yet."

That explained the different aura lately.

"So that makes her the only cannon fodder."

"What'd you say, you bitch? I'm A-rank now too?"

Seong Ha-neul shot up from her seat, bristling. Thanks to Do-yun's skill [Bottomless Spring] working its magic.

"So we've got four A-ranks here?"

"...Yeah?"

Prospects or whatever, they were top-tier even on a global scale—easily in the five-digit elite.

"So who could touch our Do-yun without permission?"

"......"

Come to think of it, no one.

"And it sounds fun."

Yeah, that was it. The pride of superior females flaunting their premium male. Just showing it off was thrill enough.

"Or we could ask him?"

Right on cue, Han Yu-rim emerged from the room holding Do-yun, who'd latched onto one of her breasts.

Smack, smooch...

"...And what the hell are you doing?"

"Nursing play. Always wanted to try."

Crazy bitch. Seong Ha-neul and Choi Ju-eun sighed in unison.

"Hee hee, Do-yun, yummy Big Sis tits?"

Smooch... "Y-yeah..."

"Cut it out. Do-yun."

Do-yun, nestled in Han Yu-rim's arms, turned to look at Ju Hana.

"Wanna go on a hotel trip with us?"

"...Hotel?"

Do-yun sounded deeply suspicious, but the women didn't miss it.

The brief sparkle in his eyes.

"Yeah, hotel. Super comfy beds, pool, sauna, yummy buffet."

"Hmm..."

He hesitated at the sudden pitch, but one killer line blew his reluctance away.

"They've got rooms loaded with games too, apparently?"

"...I'm in!"

Ju Hana's trump card—she hadn't forgotten Do-yun's gaming obsession from last time.

"But then you'd have to do something for us, Do-yun."

"...Do what?"

What now? Do-yun's face filled with growing unease, but he'd already said yes—no backing out.

Right there, Ju Hana started plotting how to make Do-yun sweep the contest.