Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: End Times
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The girl bowed her head silently, not saying a word for a long time.
She didn't drop her shield, nor did she pick up the brick I'd brought.
She just kept staring at the Whip guy.
I was honestly amazed myself.
In the old days, I would've just put her to sleep, raped her, killed her, and bounced.
So why the hell was I still hanging around?
Was I cooking up some pointless plan again?
No. That wasn't it. I wasn't thinking like that right now.
I hadn't completely abandoned faith in women, but I sure as hell wasn't holding onto any false hopes either.
I was just... curious.
Curious what this girl would do.
Her shield vanished.
"Ah."
The moment it dropped, she startled and looked at me.
But seeing me stare back without a twitch, she seemed torn about whether to put it back up.
Her instincts, her rules of survival—they were a total mess.
It was a miracle a girl like this was still alive.
How had she managed? Was that dead guy good with his powers? Or... ah. Guess I'd have to ask.
"Hey."
"Y-Yes!?"
She jumped at my voice, answering quick.
"Just one question."
"W-What... is it?"
"Besides that guy who just croaked, any other buddies? Before you got here, there were signs someone carrying shampoo, toothbrush, that kinda stuff got killed."
"Sh-Shampoo? Cheol-min!?"
"Bingo, I guess. Not a hundred percent sure, but this asshole looks like the culprit."
I nudged the downed Whip guy's leg with my foot.
Her eyes went wide as she stared at him.
Wasn't she gonna kill him? Didn't she wanna bash his head in right now?
"Anyway, I'm out. Don't run into me again. Next time I see you, I'll rape and kill you. This guy's waking up in ten minutes—deal with him yourself."
She flinched back at my words, startled.
Damn... it was baffling.
How the hell had she survived this long acting like that? It was so frustrating to watch, I just turned to go.
Live or die, that was on her.
"Wait!"
She called out before I'd taken two steps.
A little pissed, I scowled as I turned. She looked a bit scared.
"C-Could you... kill this bastard for me?"
"Ha."
I couldn't believe it. I walked right up to her.
She tried to back away as I approached, spooked.
I squatted down in front of her.
"Hey."
"Yes?"
"I gave you a brick."
"B-But... I'm scared."
"How've you survived this long?"
"Well..."
"Guys protecting you? Do this, do that, and you pay 'em back with a quick suck or spread your legs in thanks?"
She got mad at that, her face twisting in contempt.
"No?"
But she couldn't say it.
Obvious. Guys that age, girls like her—they all think the same.
"Killing this prick? Easy for me. But you think I won't kill you?"
Fear finally crept into her eyes.
"Ah, forget it. Too much hassle. No clue why I'd do you this favor anyway."
I stood up, and she yelled desperately.
"I-I'll do it once for you!"
That actually pissed me off for real.
"What? 'Do it'? Kid, I could rape you anytime. You got a password on that pussy? Gold-plated or something? You're hilarious."
I snapped, and she shrank back further, trying to retreat.
Sigh. Why were there so many airheaded girls with flowers for brains?
Made me miss Yeon-ju every damn time.
Fuck, she was turning into a goddess in my head.
"How old are you?"
"Tw-Twenty."
"Twenty? Time to handle shit solo, don't you think? What's your excuse?"
Her face crumpled like she was about to cry.
Too harsh on a girl who just lost two friends? Hell if I knew. Friends die, but you gotta do what it takes to live, right?
"Hic..."
And just like that, she burst into tears.
I'm gonna lose it.
Just fuck her and be done with it?
"Fine. One time, huh? Alright, let's see how good you are. Can't kill a man, but bet you can kill my dick. So quit sniveling, you bitch!"
I'd started low, but ended up yelling curses. She froze mid-sob.
Ah, got heated.
Yelling like this was dangerous.
I stood straight, drew my machete, and slammed it down on Whip guy's neck.
He vanished, a golden pouch appearing in his place.
I pointed the machete at her.
"Any more friends?"
She shook her head vigorously.
"Get up. Take me to your hideout."
She rose shakily, glancing at me nervously as she moved. I sheathed the machete and followed.
The whole way, she kept sneaking peeks at me.
Even that annoyed me.
Most hated type in the world. At least Ye-ji and Min-ji had some venom in 'em.
She led me into the gym, toward what looked like a locker room.
Miscellaneous daily stuff, mats from the storage closet, blankets tossed haphazardly on top.
Three pillows—her story checked out.
Two guys, one girl, crashing here?
In the locker room, she stopped, fidgeting.
I looked at her quietly.
"What's your name?"
"Seo-hyun... Park Seo-hyun."
"Good. Seo-hyun. Strip."
"Huh?"
"Take it off."
"Y-Your clothes?"
"What, wanna peel off your face instead? Changed your mind already?"
"N-No."
Seo-hyun hesitated, then slid off her gym pants.
Slowly peeled off her t-shirt.
Face was decent enough, body plain average.
Modest tits, okay figure.
Standing there in her undies, looking embarrassed.
"All of it. Or you like it with underwear on?"
Reluctantly unhooking her bra, covering her chest with an arm, fumbling her panties off with the other hand.
Now naked, she couldn't even meet my eyes, just stood there.
Not goddess-level hot to make my dick spring up, but the shy covering act? Kinda turned me on.
Can't help it. I'm a guy.
"What're you waiting for? Lie down."
Her squirming to hide her tits and pussy was funny, but I held back a laugh.
She lay down carefully, arms over chest, legs squeezed shut.
I approached.
She looked terrified as I got close. I drew the machete and stabbed it into the mat by her head.
"You said you'd do it once. Keep your word."
I dropped my pants. She whipped her head away at the sight of my raging hard-on.
I spread her knees apart.
"Eek."
Been a while since I saw a naked girl—got me fired up.
Not like I'm a eunuch; a bare pussy gets a reaction.
And damn, hers was clean. Youthful pink slit looked good.
I dove in face-first.
"Kyaa! What're you doing?!"
She pushed my head, but I glared up once and she dropped her arms, scared. I went back, licking and sucking everything in sight.
First time getting this? She squirmed like crazy.
Wet enough, I moved up to her tits.
Pink nipples as pretty as her pussy. Age is power, huh?
Same routine: suck one tit, grope the other, finger her slit.
Firm A-cup? Maybe B. Not huge, but perfect handfuls.
Big tits are great, but any rack works for a guy, right?
Long as it's not flat as gum.
Lips and tongue tormenting nipples, fingers pinching the other.
The hand on her pussy curled its middle finger deep inside.
No need to be this thorough, but... felt like it.
Show this newbie some pro foreplay?
Sigh. I'm an idiot too.
Anyway, it worked—her body relaxed.
Even her quiet twitches.
When my finger was soaked in her juices, I stopped, spread her knees wide.
Grabbed my cock, rubbed it along her slit. Her hips shivered.
A few more strokes, and it slid right in, no resistance.
"Ngh."
Biting back a moan.
Said she'd do it once, but holding back groans? Pride?
Try holding this back.
No mercy—I thrust deep, pulled out, slammed in fast, over and over.
This was for my satisfaction only. Didn't care if she came. Just pounded hard.
Grabbed her hips, yanked them to me as I drove in.
But she started moving with me, bucking back.
What a riot.
Twenty-year-old pussy was tight, gripped great—pure bliss.
Pleasure built quick, hit climax.
Splat, splat.
Pumped a huge load inside after so long.
Wanted seconds, but one time's one time. Stood up clean, grabbed the machete, headed to the showers to wash my slick dick.
By the time I came back, she was still lying there, trembling faintly.
Didn't move a muscle even as I dressed. I tossed her a line.
"Hey. Don't pull any dumb suicide shit. Survive like a beast. And toughen up."
One moron advising another.
No wonder they call it the end times.