The 0.1% Beauty
Valentina had told me once. That Kim Se-in was a 0.1% beauty. Honestly, I'd felt it myself from the moment I first saw her in the dungeon. She was an incredibly beautiful woman. But I hadn't had the luxury to dwell on that thought, so I didn't put much weight on it.
More than her stunning looks, what mattered was her deeply bruised waist and her pale complexion.
Valentina really did have a sharp eye, didn't she? At least when it came to judging a woman's appearance, she was several levels above me. That much was certain.
Kang A-jin, Valentina, and Lisa had tactfully excused themselves so that Kim Se-in and I could have sex. Valentina probably wanted to watch and then join in, but fortunately, Kang A-jin had stopped her.
On paper, it didn't sound bad at all. A wild orgy with Valentina jumping in—maybe even Kang A-jin and Lisa joining. But the whole point of me having sex with Kim Se-in right now was treatment. Mixing an orgy into this situation could turn everything into utter chaos—who knew where it would lead?
That said, unrelated as it was, I did think it might be nice to try someday. A foursome with Kang A-jin, Valentina, and Lisa. With their different charms and the unique skills each brought to the table, it promised to be an incredible time.
"Ahhh..."
Kim Se-in, who had been unconscious, let out a groan and arched her back. Her face twisted in what looked like excruciating pain.
I could even see the differently colored poison spreading through her limbs with my own eyes.
The most important thing, of course, was Kim Se-in's consent. Having sex without her agreement was simply unthinkable. If even sex couldn't serve as the proper measure to save her, it would just be an insult to the body of a dying woman.
But how could I possibly get consent from a woman groaning in agony like this?
No choice but to ask.
Between potentially feeling some guilt and not doing something I could to save her, I'd choose the latter every time. If I were a doctor who could save lives, saving a patient in crisis would always be my top priority.
I stripped off my clothes. First my shirt, then layer by layer of my pants. Naturally, there wasn't a drop of blood rushing to my cock. This was uncharted territory for me, but I knew Kim Se-in's condition was critical. If we were going to do this, it had to be quick.
"Sorry about this."
I placed my hands on Kim Se-in's clothes. She was still wearing her hunter gear. It was torn in places, having lost its original effects and reduced to little more than regular clothing, but it was clear she'd entered the dungeon equipped for hunting.
She'd gone in to hunt and gotten ambushed. According to the Dungeon Management Office employee, she'd entered alone. I hadn't gotten the sense he was lying, and honestly, he had no reason to.
How did she get in?
If not through the main entrance, that meant some other route into the dungeon. I'd need to investigate that further. Still, if I could save Kim Se-in, I could get more accurate details straight from her.
I apologized again—though she probably couldn't hear me—and began dismantling her hunter gear. Having worn it myself multiple times, I knew how to take it on and off. Women's gear wasn't much different; just a bit more like the divide between men's and women's regular clothes.
But the gear Kim Se-in was wearing looked quite worn. As A-rank equipment, it couldn't compare to the stuff I'd seen recently at the gear shop or even rented. The set I'd bought for myself following Kim Seol-bi at the department store might have been lower grade, but they were top-of-the-line items.
This woman's gear, even accounting for the tears and lost potency, seemed ancient. It felt like she'd been patching and repairing the same set for years.
By any common sense I knew, clinging to one piece of gear like that wasn't smart. Durability was a huge factor in hunter equipment. If hers had been functioning properly, maybe she wouldn't have taken such heavy damage.
She might have mitigated the impact from those waist-crushing rock chunks, or neutralized some of the poison from the spears and swords that pierced her limbs.
She'd been incredibly unlucky, all things considered.
As I stripped away Kim Se-in's gear piece by piece, I started to feel a different kind of emotion stirring. Part of why I hadn't directly registered her beauty was her pallor, but it was also because her hunter gear covered her almost completely, leaving little skin exposed.
Moreover, the gear she wore was the type that hid her figure. I knew design played a big role in hunter gear prices. Even if it was just for dungeons, people wanted to look good in it—human nature. Wealthier, higher-status hunters invested even more in style.
But Kim Se-in's gear had zero flair in that department. It was purely performance-focused, and even then, not particularly impressive. Sure, it was A-rank with a base price tag, but it didn't scream expensive. Probably secondhand, at best.
That opened up all sorts of speculation. For instance, tying it to her entering the dungeon alone... She must have done solo runs like this before.
No matter how powerful an A-rank hunter was, there was no need to push that hard in an A-rank dungeon. That left two likely motives: money, or rapid growth.
If it was the latter, she'd have come better equipped. So, probably the former.
If money was the goal...
Like most hunters, Kim Se-in was probably in a guild or clan, or at least a fixed party. If earning big was the aim, wouldn't it be safer to coordinate with members and ramp up raid frequency?
Unless there was some reason she couldn't. Bad blood among the team, or debts she had to shoulder alone.
That was about as far as my guesses went for now.
The bulky, outdated gear—unflattering even for women's sizes—had kept me from noticing just how beautiful Kim Se-in was. But as I peeled it away layer by layer, her body emerged, drawing an involuntary gasp of admiration.
If I had to describe it, she exuded a seductive allure overall. Like looking at a classic beauty pageant winner.
Late 160s in height, with modestly full breasts and hips, and smooth skin without an ounce of excess fat. Most striking was her lush cascade of black hair. No signs of dyeing or special care, but it was incredibly fine and soft.
Her facial features were perfectly balanced: long lashes, a nicely upturned nose, plump red lips. She embodied Eastern allure to the fullest.
How had Valentina seen through to this when I hadn't even noticed? Her figure had been completely concealed.
With a woman this beautiful, I wondered if the ambush had sexual motives. But why a dungeon, of all places? And if that was the goal, the method was far too brutal.
Kang A-jin had said the poison used on her was something only a top expert could handle. Assuming a poison sorcerer hadn't done it personally, the cost alone must have been enormous.
Decisively, when I removed all her hunter gear, the clothes underneath were intact. No signs of her undergarments or underwear being stripped.
I don't know who she crossed, but...
Whoever orchestrated this was vicious beyond words.
"Ugh... Ahhh..."
Kim Se-in groaned again, writhing in pain. Whether from agony or nightmares, her beautiful face kept contorting and relaxing.
For some reason, I felt deep pity for her. Her unnamed enemies felt like my own.
All would be clear once she recovered.
"Huuu..."
I glanced down at my lower body. Without realizing it, my cock had grown fully erect. It felt a bit complicated that it happened in a situation like this.
But rationally, it was a good sign. My cock reacting to Kim Se-in's beautiful body meant sex with her would be no problem.
Please, let this work...
This was the first time my ability had manifested this way, but I desperately hoped it would heal Kim Se-in effectively.