Desperate Depraved Alliance
“Hyun-young~ Why haven’t you been in touch all this time? You used to hit me up every other day to hang out. Anyway, it’s great seeing your face after so long~~”
Kim Hyun-cheol plopped down across from Park Hyun-jun, who had his hood pulled low, and let out a booming “Hahaha!” He was twenty years old. He’d held the title of Korea’s youngest S-rank hunter for years now. He’d awakened back in high school, stirring up plenty of controversy and buzz, but since cases like his weren’t unheard of overseas, he ended up dropping out and diving straight into hunter life. No one could argue that dungeons weren’t dangerous for an S-rank, no matter how young he was.
He’d finally gotten hold of Park Hyun-jun after days of trying and, as always, started laying on the charm now that they were drinking together.
“By the way, you hear about Dong-geun hyung? Word is he lost his little sister and he’s out looking for her. She’s all grown up—where the hell did she go without a word? I heard she’s an A-rank hunter, so it’s not like she got herself killed or anything.”
Kim Hyun-cheol kept yapping away in front of Park Hyun-jun, who was just silently chugging his booze without a word.
“Oh, and get this? Turns out Dong-geun hyung’s sister isn’t even blood-related. Remember all that sob story bullshit about them getting separated young due to family issues? Total lie, apparently. Gotta hand it to Dong-geun hyung for spinning it so well. You think he really forged papers and flew all the way to America just ‘cause he was obsessed? Hahaha!”
“Shut the fuck up and drink, asshole.”
Park Hyun-jun, perpetually gloomy ever since Kang A-jin had castrated him, spat the words out like chewed-up gristle.
“Whoa, easy there. No need to be so harsh with your cute little bro after all this time~~”
Used to it by now, Kim Hyun-cheol didn’t get mad. Instead, he leaned in close, shoving his face right up to Park Hyun-jun’s.
“So, how’s that thing with you going? Any progress? You were so into Seol-bi noona~ Said you’d fuck her no matter what, right?”
“I said shut it!”
Bam!
Unable to hold back his rage, Park Hyun-jun hurled his liquor bottle. It smashed against the wall, shards scattering wildly across the floor.
“What the hell’s your problem?”
Sensing something off in Park Hyun-jun’s reaction, Kim Hyun-cheol probed carefully. When it came to being oblivious and pushy, no other S-rank could touch him.
“Is it ‘cause of Seol-bi noona? Should’ve known she’d be a tough nut to crack~ Want me to help? You just wanna fuck her anyway, right? I’ve popped a boner plenty of times staring at her tits and ass. What do you say? We tag-team her? No need to worry about Dong-geun hyung right now—perfect timing~~”
Park Hyun-jun’s eyes lit up at Kim Hyun-cheol’s words.
“Dong-geun hyung’s still out of it over his sister?”
“Yeah~~ Heard he’s basically a wreck. Everyone’s steering clear ‘cause of his temper—no one’s even hitting him up~”
“Hmm...”
Park Hyun-jun sank into thought. Kang A-jin had vaguely promised to fix him later, but honestly, he didn’t have the willpower to hold out that long. He was dying a little more each day without sex—how the hell was he supposed to endure? Plus, ever since breaking into Kim Seol-bi’s house, his energy had been completely drained, and he hadn’t recovered. Since Kang A-jin was the one who did this to him, he figured she was the key to getting fixed.
“You’ll help me out?”
“Duh~ But Seol-bi noona’s ass is mine. You ever tried anal? It’s killer. When an S-rank cock rams in, bitches scream their heads off. They should be grateful! Hahaha!”
“You little shit...”
Kim Hyun-cheol was trash-talking Kim Seol-bi, the woman Park Hyun-jun was obsessed with, but it didn’t faze him much. He wasn’t all that different from Kim Hyun-cheol on a normal day. His vibe was just dead right now, but deep down, he was the same pervert.
“So, what’s the plan? Sneak up on her at night? She’s quick on her feet, so we hit her from both sides. You know jabakkom, right? Even Seol-bi noona won’t budge once a dick’s in her.”
“Already tried that.”
“Huh?”
Kim Hyun-cheol’s eyes went wide, like he couldn’t process it.
“Jabakkom? You pulled jabakkom on Seol-bi noona?”
“No, dumbass. I broke into her place~”
“For real? Whoa~ Gotta say, hyung, your balls-to-the-wall action is legendary. So? What happened?”
“Haaah...”
Park Hyun-jun hadn’t planned to spill the whole story to Kim Hyun-cheol. It sure as hell wasn’t something to brag about. But now that it was out, might as well go all in. Revenge on his own? Fat chance. But with Kim Hyun-cheol’s help, it didn’t seem impossible.
Kim Hyun-cheol was seen as Jo Dong-geun’s successor. Maybe it was his early awakening, but his growth was insanely fast—hard to believe for an S-rank. That’s why, despite being the youngest, no other S-rank fucked with him. It’s also why he strutted around like a cocky prick.
And it wasn’t just growth—his combat sense was off the charts. They’d escaped tight spots in dungeons thanks to his quick thinking more than once. Jo Dong-geun doted on him specially, and even though he didn’t keep people close, everyone figured Kim Hyun-cheol was his right-hand man.
With this guy...
Park Hyun-jun saw Kim Hyun-cheol as his only lifeline. They could pull off revenge solo, or maybe the kid would cook up something clever.
He started talking. From Jo Dong-geun’s public comments egging him on, to getting his explicit permission later. Then breaking into Kim Seol-bi’s house and everything that went down.
“And that’s...”
Kim Hyun-cheol’s brow furrowed deeper as he listened.
“...for real?”
“Why the fuck would I lie to you about this?”
“Then...”
Kim Hyun-cheol’s gaze dropped to Park Hyun-jun’s crotch.
“You’re really a eunuch?”
“You fucking bastard...”
Park Hyun-jun glared, seething. But Kim Hyun-cheol showed no signs of stopping the mockery.
“Hahaha! Eunuch! An S-rank hunter’s a fucking eunuch! Hahaha! Hahahaha!”
Watching him double over in laughter made Park Hyun-jun’s stomach churn.
“Cut it out, you piece of shit!”
Bam!
This time, Kim Hyun-cheol chucked the bottle. Unlike Park Hyun-jun, who’d thrown wide to avoid hitting him earlier, Kim Hyun-cheol nailed it right behind Park Hyun-jun’s head. Shards embedded in his clothes, and his hood soaked through with booze.
“Who’re you calling a piece of shit, eunuch?”
Park Hyun-jun froze at the sudden shift in Kim Hyun-cheol’s demeanor.
“What? What the hell’s that supposed to mean coming from you?”
“Hyung? Don’t give me that hyung bullshit! This world runs on strength, got it? Since when do we play by age in S-rank?”
Park Hyun-jun went rigid. He’d misjudged the guy—thought he was just the goofy sidekick they fucked around with. But Kim Hyun-cheol was sharper and nastier than anyone when it came to scheming. Now that the power dynamic was clear, he’d flipped completely.
“Not just castrated—you got your ass handed to you good~ I always thought you were a joke, but damn, didn’t know it was this bad. Getting beat outside, then acting tough in front of your bros?”
“You little shit...”
“One more peep outta that mouth, and you’re dead~ Yeah? I don’t wanna kill an S-rank either~ We’re national treasures, right?”
Kim Hyun-cheol said it with a grin, then burst out laughing again, clutching his gut.
Park Hyun-jun regretted spilling everything. He chalked it up to a momentary lapse and decided to end it here.
“Forget it. I’m out.”
As Park Hyun-jun stood, Kim Hyun-cheol grabbed his wrist tight. Park Hyun-jun flinched, thinking he was about to get jumped, but Kim Hyun-cheol didn’t seem serious about it.
“Aww, hyung~ What if you just bail like that? It was a joke—don’t be mad~”
Park Hyun-jun stared at him like he was spouting nonsense from a lunatic.
“We talked it all out already. Worked out great. I always thought Seol-bi noona alone wasn’t enough. That cousin of hers, Eun-bi or whatever—she’s cute, right? And then there’s Kang A-jin.”
Kim Hyun-cheol smacked his lips.
“If we could bag her too, it’d be fucking jackpot.”
Park Hyun-jun couldn’t wrap his head around it. He’d done his share of crazy shit, but this guy was straight-up insane.
“You, me, and one more—that’s the magic number. Make it worth watching, yeah?”
“One more?”
“Na-yeon noona~~”
“Seo Na-yeon?”
“Yep~ She’s always hated Seol-bi noona’s high-and-mighty act. Bet she’d jump at the chance to fuck her up with us. Oh, and Na-yeon noona’s bi. Play it right, and we get a hell of a show~”
“Hmm...”
Park Hyun-jun had to admit, Kim Hyun-cheol had a point. He didn’t like the guy, but damn if the kid didn’t have a sharp mind.