Claiming the Rival's Partner
Seong-il let out a quiet sigh. From the way things are unfolding, that guy has to be the protagonist’s rival, Taeseong.
Having already played the game, Seong-il could instantly identify him from the man’s appearance and the Blue standing at his side. The problem is that the Blue he’s brought is Red’s natural counter, and her level is at least two higher than ours… This is going to be annoying.
Hiding his true feelings, Seong-il called out to him. “Do we really have to fight like this?”
Taeseong answered with a cynical sneer. “After seeing how pathetically your partners responded to your orders, it’s obvious your skills are absolute garbage! You’d only get your partners killed without accomplishing the mission. Therefore, I’ll defeat you both and take the partners for myself!”
Huh? In the original story he never said anything about stealing the partners…?
While Seong-il stood there stunned into silence, Hana shouted back. “What are you talking about! Stealing a partner is illegal! Are you with the Hyper Clan?”
The Hyper Clan—a notorious group of psychopaths in this world. They claimed they would enslave every wild psychic except pure humans, use their labor to increase the normal population, and rebuild human civilization. A bunch of fanatics.
Hyper Clan… After beating the first gym leader, I got a quest to destroy them along with an explanation.
While Seong-il was lost in thought at the mention of the Hyper Clan, Taeseong snapped back at her with a furious expression. “Shut up! Don’t compare me to that trash! I’m on a journey to crush them! With your pathetic skills, your partners will just get stolen by the Hyper Clan and turned into slaves! I’m stopping you to prevent exactly that!”
This guy is insane.
Seong-il had no interest in listening to the lunatic’s ramblings. He immediately made up his mind and spoke to Hana. “Hana, we don’t need to listen to this crazy bastard. Get ready for battle!”
Hana nodded at Seong-il’s words and ordered her partner. “Okay! I’ll take him first! Black, use telekinesis to throw rocks at him!”
Seong-il looked at her in disbelief for a moment. Isn’t Black supposed to be specialized in mental power rather than telekinesis? Sure, his abilities are pretty well-rounded, but… considering Blue is an ice-type with high physical defense, he should have used mental interference right away.
“Hmph. You’re stepping up first? How stupid. Blue! Wave Barrier! And Cold Storm!”
As expected, Black’s rock attack was easily blocked by Blue’s shield. Before long, Black was being pushed back by Blue’s ice attacks.
Wait a second. Why am I playing by the game’s 1-on-1 rules? And why am I only supposed to attack the partner instead of the trainer?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Seong-il gave a new order. “Red! Hit that guy with a Fire Blast!”
The man looked at him in utter shock. “You coward!! We’re in a one-on-one duel and you not only interfere, you attack the trainer?”
“You’re the one who proudly declared you’d commit the ultimate taboo of partner theft! What the hell are you calling cowardice? Red! Roast him!”
The instant Seong-il finished shouting, Red fired a Fire Blast at Taeseong without the slightest hesitation. Seeing this, Blue abandoned her own defense and threw up a shield around Taeseong instead.
THUD!
The problem was that Blue had poured everything into protecting Taeseong. She failed to defend herself from Black’s attack, taking a direct hit from the hurled boulder to her side. She collapsed with a painful groan.
“Blue! No!!”
“Don’t move!! If you move, I’ll really burn you to death!”
Adrenaline surged through Seong-il, fueled by the thrill of battle. He threatened Taeseong with genuine killing intent.
Terrified by that aura, Taeseong spoke in a pathetic, servile voice. “Let me put Blue back in her ball! If you don’t, the injured Blue will be in danger!”
Hearing the desperate plea, Seong-il’s reason slowly returned. Once he had regained his composure, he spoke coldly. “Fine. But I don’t trust you, so hand the ball to me. I’ll use it to recall Blue myself. If you refuse, I won’t spare her no matter if she lives or dies. Give me the ball.”
At Seong-il’s icy words, Taeseong handed over the ball with a miserable expression. Seong-il took it, recalled Blue, then walked up to Taeseong and slammed a fist into his stomach.
WHAM!
Taeseong collapsed with a pained groan. Seong-il continued beating him without pause until Hana finally rushed over and pulled him back.
“S-Seong-il, that’s enough, isn’t it? Stop it!”
Snapping out of it at her earnest plea, Seong-il stopped the assault and began interrogating the man. “You… how did you get Blue? Only Hana and I should have received trainer qualifications for this mission. Who the hell are you? Are you really with the Hyper Clan like Hana said?”
With Red’s murderous flames hovering near his face, the terrified Taeseong began spilling everything—how he had obtained Blue and his true identity.
Taeseong was the son of a wild psychic whom the Hyper Clan had turned into a sex slave and an unknown Hyper Clan member. From a young age he had been called a half-breed piece of trash and treated like a slave. He was later rescued by Shelter combat troops who came to suppress the Hyper Clan and had lived in the Shelter ever since. Once he became an adult, he volunteered for an external mission to get revenge for himself and his dead mother. However, he was rejected due to insufficient formal education. While wallowing in despair, he heard that Seong-il and Hana were heading out on the mission. Consumed by jealousy, he stole Blue, deserted, and came after the pair. The part about wanting to deal a fatal blow to the Hyper Clan with the stolen partners and restore his shattered pride by earning merits for the Shelter was just a bonus.
Oh… so there was a backstory like this hidden behind him?
Hearing the circumstances the game had never revealed, Seong-il felt a flicker of sympathy. Still, no matter the motive, the fact remained that Taeseong had tried to steal his partner Red. Seong-il had no intention of forgiving him. He also knew that if he let the guy go now, he would keep challenging him periodically like in the game. So, although it was a bit cruel, Seong-il decided to use a harsher method.
“All right. I’ll believe you’re not with the Hyper Clan. However, I can’t forgive you for stealing Blue and trying to rob us of our partners. Therefore, I’ll be taking Blue with me.”
At those words, Taeseong grabbed Seong-il’s pant leg and wept, clinging desperately. “N-No!! I was wrong… Please, just this once, spare Blue!!”
Are you crazy? You think I’d pass up the chance to make this beauty my sex partner? Not to mention cutting off any future threats?
Thinking that, Seong-il kicked Taeseong away and spoke coldly. “My decision is final. Get lost right now! Red!! If this guy doesn’t disappear within ten seconds, burn him alive.”
“Okay!”
At Seong-il’s ruthless command, Taeseong eventually staggered away, wailing in despair.
“Seong-il… he seemed so pitiful. Don’t you think you were too harsh…?”
“Not at all! No matter his circumstances, he’s a criminal who stole Blue from the lab and openly declared he would steal our partners. What he did today was no different from the atrocities the Hyper Clan commits!”
“B-But if we’re keeping score, we broke the one-on-one fight rule and even attacked the partner, which is taboo…”
“…He’s a criminal. Plus he broke the rules first, so let’s ignore the minor details!”
“I-Is that how it works?”
“Of course! Anyway, because of that lunatic we probably won’t make it back to the Shelter today. How about we camp around here tonight?”
“Mm… I guess we could…”
Having just performed a perfect display of hypocrisy, Seong-il suggested camping. Exhausted, Hana agreed. The two of them began setting up camp together.
Once the campsite was ready, Seong-il grew worried about the injured Blue and asked Hana, “By the way… Hana, will the injured Blue be okay? From what Taeseong said, it sounded like she needs a hospital right away.”
“Hmm? We’ll have to get her checked at the next Shelter’s hospital to know for sure, but since she’s inside the ball, her injuries won’t get worse. Don’t worry!”
“What…? How is that possible?”
When Seong-il asked with a confused expression, Hana continued in a casual tone. “Ah, it looks like Seong-il didn’t study about the balls. This big sister will teach you!”
According to Hana, balls were made in two ways.
First was the Void—the most common method, created by combining psychic power and science. It generated an artificial psychic dimension called an artificial Void, sent the partner into that dimension, stopped time, and restrained them like cryosleep. While inside, the partner’s psychic power stabilized and recovered rapidly.
The second was the Void Mirror—the vicious method the Hyper Clan used to subjugate psychics. The process of creating the Void space was the same. The difference was that it separated body and mind. The body was frozen, but the psychic’s mind was isolated and forced to think. The problem was that the separated mind perceived time as flowing ten times faster than reality. Releasing psychics into a pure white empty space was nothing short of extreme mental torture. Naturally, wild psychics trapped there for long periods fell into extreme fear and boredom. When they finally emerged from the Void Mirror, the partners experienced overwhelming pleasure from the liberation. The Hyper Clan used that to turn psychics into their obedient dogs. If they defied their master’s wishes, they would be thrown back into the Void, so they learned to fear their owner and never rebel.
Hana emphasized that the Shelter only used the first method and cursed the inhuman Hyper Clan.
“Those demonic bastards. It’s not enough that they enslave wild psychics—they enjoy mentally torturing them every single day!”
She’s right. Even I would go crazy if I couldn’t move my body in an empty space and was forced to think for an entire week.
They continued chatting while finishing the campsite, eating, and sharing small talk.
They say a man’s thoughts turn to sex once his stomach is full. Seong-il, a healthy young man who had just started university, felt himself growing hard the moment he finished eating as memories of his previous conversation with Hana resurfaced.
Red’s synchronized with me right now, so it’d be awkward to join in. I… I’ll have sex with her separately later.
Didn’t I tell her we’d have sex when we were alone later…? Should I try right now?
With those sly thoughts, Seong-il casually moved closer to Hana.
“Hm? Seong-il, are you already done eating…?”
“Yeah. I’m full.”
He sat down beside her while she was still focused on her meal and openly admired her figure. He hadn’t noticed on the first day because of her baggy clothes, but now that she was wearing form-fitting expedition tights, her body was clearly visible. Seong-il began stealing glances at her curves.
Whoa… that pelvis is killer. Her upper body is average, but her lower half is incredible. If I flipped her over and took her from behind, it would feel amazing…
Hana, who had been too busy giving a long speech to eat earlier, was now devouring her food with renewed hunger and didn’t notice his gaze.
“Munch… hm?”
Only after she finished eating and her hunger had faded did she seem to sense his stare. She looked at him.
“Huh…? Seong-il, why…? Is something wrong with me?”
Seong-il smiled wickedly. “Wrong? I was just staring because the way you eat is so cute. Hehe…”
Hana’s face flushed bright red. “S-Seong-il, stop… Don’t make things up…”
“I’m not making anything up. I really mean it.”
With those words, Seong-il scooted right up against her, draped an arm over her shoulder, and pulled her into a casual embrace. Hana didn’t seem to mind his bold skinship at all. She leaned even closer, resting her head against his shoulder.
This is a green light, right…?
Encouraged by her reaction, Seong-il gently stroked her hair, then buried his face in the crook of her neck and began kissing her.
“Ah… haa…”
At his blatant caress, Hana let out a sigh filled with anticipation and closed her eyes.
Seong-il kissed her neck, occasionally sucking gently, sometimes licking with the tip of his tongue as if tickling her. Then he cupped her face with one hand and turned her toward him. Hana’s eyes fluttered open slightly to meet his. Staring into them, Seong-il didn’t hesitate. He kissed her.
“Mmm… chuup…”
He kissed her softly at first, then reached down and unzipped the fastener below her neck, peeling her clothes open. Two beautiful, perky breasts appeared—small enough to fit perfectly in one hand. Seong-il cupped them, gently massaging their soft firmness.
After enjoying their elasticity for a while, he caught her nipples between his fingers and gave them a light squeeze.
“Ah… aah… ahng…”
The strange sensation—whether pain or pleasure—brought excitement to Hana. As her arousal deepened with time, she began kissing him more aggressively.
“Mmmh…”
They tangled their tongues roughly, sucked on each other’s lips, and shared hot breaths. Suddenly Seong-il broke the kiss, buried his face between her breasts, and began kissing and licking them tenderly.
At his touch, Hana breathed hotly against the top of his head and wrapped both arms around it, savoring the pleasure.
Seong-il pushed past her timid resistance, kissed her navel, spread her legs, and pressed his tongue against the cute little pearl hidden within her black bush.
“Ah… hauk… Seong-il, th-that place… ngh…”
The intense pleasure from his stimulating caress made Hana’s body arch like a bow. Seong-il’s own reason was paralyzed by lust; even the scent of sweat from not having washed felt intoxicatingly sweet.
After several minutes of hungrily devouring her folds, his painfully erect cock began screaming inside his head.
Conquer her. Now.
Seong-il lifted his head and looked at her. With eyes wet with moisture, she gazed back at him. Without a word, they prepared to devour each other completely.