Warning, But My Cock Still Wouldn't Calm Down
The warning had been issued, but my cock still refused to settle. I rolled the aunt onto her left side, moved behind her, wrapped my arms around her, and thrust straight in. Thanks to the cum already leaking out, the insertion was much smoother. Schlurp. Plop. Squish. Squish. Smack. Smack. Smack.
I slid my left arm under her waist, locking her in place. With my right arm, I lifted her leg high and drove into her relentlessly.
"Mmmh, ah, ngh, haaang."
The aunt's sweetly aroused moans stimulated my cock even more.
"Auntie, does it feel that good? You're completely melted, aren't you?"
It looked like I could wake her up and keep going without any issues. At this point, I even wondered if she was already awake and simply enjoying it.
I sucked on her neck while reaching for her breasts. I squeezed the soft, overflowing flesh and pinched her nipples.
"Ahng, haaht, haaang."
The sharp way she reacted made it impossible to hold back. I switched back to the normal position, grabbed her hips, and pounded her like a madman.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Ahhng! Haak, ngh, haa, uht!"
I didn't bother holding back the rising climax and simply let it surge. After all, I could just cum again and again.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Slam! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
I fucked her so violently that even the wet sounds were drowned out. White foam bubbled up where my cock and her pussy met.
"Auntie, I'm going to cum inside!"
"Aaaang."
Buried in her embrace, I sucked on her breasts as I came. Spurt-spurt-spurt-spuuuurt! Spluuuurt! Siiiiiiish! Siiiiiiish!
I released just as massive a load as the first time, grinding my cock inside her the entire time. My head spun, completely flooded with pleasure. I kissed her open mouth as if to steal her breath. When I sucked on her lips and tongue, she responded faintly, following my lead.
Chuup, chup, schlurp, smack.
"Auntie, aren't you just too delicious?"
Every single part of her body tasted incredible. Licking her felt unbearably sweet.
The night of frenzy didn't end easily. By the time I came to my senses, the sun had risen long ago. I barely managed to wipe her down with wet wipes as if cleaning her, then dressed her. Even during that process, my erection wouldn't subside, so I came once more between her thighs before I could finally fall asleep.
When I woke up and checked the time, it was already past four in the afternoon.
"You're awake?"
"Sorry. I slept way too late."
"It's fine. It's not like we're short on time."
The aunt smiled as she answered. But something felt strangely off. Why do I suddenly feel so guilty? Without realizing it, I avoided her gaze.
"Hurry up and eat. You must be starving."
"Y-yes..."
Her slightly piercing stare made me shrink back a little. Even while eating the canned food, I couldn't stop noticing her watching me.
After finishing the meal, I began reconnaissance. Switching my view to the Longbow Tower, I saw several points marked with arrows.
So it has a function like this too.
When I zoomed in, the arrows were pointing at the heads of specific zombies. They were the skill-using zombies I'd ordered it to locate yesterday. One of them was a fair distance away.
Snipe it.
- Headshot
The arrow flew in a gentle arc and buried itself in the zombie's head. It collapsed instantly, clearly killed in one blow. Five more marked zombies remained.
There are surprisingly few zombies with skills. Is it because it's hard to catch them using skills on camera?
It seemed Special Zombies were created when people who already possessed skills turned. Then it's strange that there are so few of them. I'll need more samples.
I was sniping them one by one when I spotted a familiar face.
"Isn't that Han Chaei?"
At first I didn't recognize her. She'd dyed her hair pink. Even that flashy color looks good on her. It suited her perfectly, like an idol who'd changed her image for a comeback. Of course, I'd never actually spoken to her. I only knew her because she was so famous around the neighborhood. No, it wasn't just the neighborhood. She'd been famous on SNS and even appeared in internet articles.
I think it was an article about her winning a kendo tournament.
She was more famous for being pretty than for her kendo skills. Some of the shorts featuring Han Chaei had over ten million views. In one video, her friends teased her, saying, "People are calling you the Kendo Goddess." "Ooh~ Kendo Goddess?" When they did, Han Chaei turned bright red and snatched the phone that was recording. The comments were full of praise: her blushing face is so cute, she's too pretty, she's a real goddess, and so on.
The reason someone like her was stuck in a neighborhood like this instead of Gangnam was simple. Because kendo is a minor sport. It was a practical issue. Her family ran a kendo dojo. Since kendo wasn't popular, it would've been hard to maintain a place in an expensive area like Gangnam.
What a waste. Han Chaei turning into a zombie... If she hadn't, I would've rescued her.
Someone like Han Chaei would be useful in many ways. If she had sword-related skills, that would be perfect, and her reputation could be leveraged too. If she'd held out just a little longer, I would have saved her. But now she was nothing more than a dangerous zombie who could use skills.
Wait. Does she really need to stay human?
I'd been so distracted admiring her beautiful facial lines even after she'd become a zombie that I'd noticed too late.
All I need to do is find the cure.
I could capture Han Chaei and feed her the cure once I obtained it.
"Heh heh heh. This actually worked out perfectly."
It really had. When you saved a zombie with the cure, they became bound to the person who saved them. In other words, they became a slave. There was no chance she could harm me. After all, a saved zombie couldn't attack their savior. Of course, that only worked if the WAW rules applied exactly the same way here.
I ordered the tower to keep watch over Han Chaei. I'd go catch her someday.
I switched to the Hunting Bow Tower and scanned the area around the apartment. Unlike yesterday, there were no walking zombies left. They all lay on the ground with arrows and thorns stuck in their heads.
Time to leave the shelter soon.
Once I finished cleaning out the apartment interior, I'd be able to establish a safe zone.
"Auntie, we're leaving the shelter today."
"Already? Won't it be dangerous?"
"Come here and look."
I took her hand and led her to the window.
"No way..."
"What do you think?"
"They're all... all dead."
"Auntie, zombies were already dead to begin with."
At those words, the aunt's serious expression softened a little. Truthfully, I wasn't entirely sure myself. I was just assuming they were dead because they were zombies. In other media, zombies were depicted as dead people who came back to life. I had no idea if WAW zombies worked the same way. Maybe they were still alive, which was why the cure could save them.
Well, even if they're alive, I'll still kill them.
Even if there were plenty of cures, I had no intention of saving every single one.
"More importantly, we can go back home now."
"Really? That's wonderful."
Apparently the aunt was happy about returning home too.
"I still need to tidy up a bit more, so please wait a little longer."
"Okay."
I cautiously stepped out of the shelter. The only things visible were the zombies lying around, along with arrows and thorns. I threw an empty soju bottle high into the air.
Crash!
The bottle shattered with a dull sound, shards scattering across the ground. There was no reaction.
"Are they all gone now?"
The aunt cautiously poked her head out. People who didn't know about WAW zombies tended to let their guard down like this.
"Not yet. Auntie, go back inside and put these earplugs in."
I handed her the earplugs.
"Why?"
"It's going to get loud. It might get dangerous too."
"Alright."
The aunt trusted me without any suspicion. I went back outside and yanked out one of the metal fences planted in the apartment flowerbed, then slammed it hard against the streetlight.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
To completely deal with zombies, you had to keep stimulating them. If the sound stopped after they reacted, they'd lose their way.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Kerrrk!"
"Keheuk!"
"Grrraaagh!"
"Longbow, snipe them."
Whoosh— Thud!
An arrow flew toward the zombie I'd pointed at and pierced straight through. Next, I summoned the Wooden Hammer Tower.
"Wooden Hammer, crush their skulls."
Whoong— Crack!
"Wooden Spear, stab their throats."
Clunk— Thunk!
A zombie knocked backward by the Wooden Spear Tower tried to get up again.
"Hunting Bow, finish it."
Swoosh— Thunk!
The three zombies that had burst out from the first-floor railing were cleaned up in an instant.
This should be enough to fight in the field using resummons.
There was no need to keep hiding anymore. I stimulated the zombies again.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Krrraa!"
"Kyaaaack!"
It didn't even take ten minutes to wipe out every last zombie.
Now that the cleanup is done, it's time to collect the payment.
I felt eyes peering through gaps in the curtains. The artificial noise had drawn the attention of the apartment survivors. Some of them, shocked by the completely cleared scene, stepped out into the hallway.
"Everyone, survivors! Come out!"
My shout echoed off the apartment walls. The sound of creaking front doors opening followed. One by one, survivors poked their heads out from the apartment corridors.
"If you don't come out now, you'll regret it!"
Three more people stuck their heads out.
"Did you kill all these zombies?!"
"Hey! That doesn't make any sense. How could one person kill all these zombies? There must be over a thousand of them."
"Did special forces come through?"
"Oh my, look at that one. It's got stakes all over its body!"
The residents didn't seem to understand how the zombies had died. The windows facing inside the apartment were small, and any place without curtains would have drawn the zombies. It wouldn't have been easy to see the towers killing them.
Even after waiting, no one else came out besides the roughly fifty people already outside.
They still haven't come to their senses.
Apparently being nice made them unable to tell front from back.
"Those of you who haven't come out yet, come out right now! You'll regret it!"
It would be too late even if they regretted it later.
"Who the hell are you to talk about regret?"
A middle-aged man who finally came out yelled at me. I ignored him cleanly and began my announcement.
"You can see that all the zombies have been cleaned up, right? I did all of it. Since I've secured your safety, I'll be taking payment."
"What kind of payment are you asking for?"
A middle-aged woman whispered to the person next to her.
"Everyone, put food, daily necessities, useful tools, weapons, and anything else in front of your doors. I'll come collect them."
"What is this crazy bastard saying?!"
"Has that fucker lost his mind? Hey! Can't you see what's going on right now?!"
Two tattooed men who looked young shouted angrily. Since they came out of the same house, they were probably brothers.
"Haha. The one who can't see is you. Don't regret it later. Just quietly bring out the food. Since you two ran your mouths, bring out everything."
"This crazy son of a bitch!"
"Hey, wait there. I'm coming down right now."
The guys who'd been hiding in fear of the zombies didn't seem to find the human who had wiped out a zombie horde scary. I saw some people quietly trying to slip back into their homes during the commotion.
"I warned you clearly! Anyone who doesn't hand over their items will have to face the consequences!"
The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs rang out. Tap tap tap tap!
"You fucking bastard! Say that again!"
"Why? Can't do it when I'm right in front of you?"
One was holding a frying pan, the other a thin metal rod he'd found somewhere.
"The warning ends here!"
I turned my gaze away from the two and shouted toward the apartment again.
"I'm talking, where the fuck are you looking, you bastard!"
"Just hand over all the food you have left, you piece of shit!"
I pointed at the barking dogs.
"Smash them."
- Skull Crushed
Whoong— Crunch!
"Kehek!"
The hammer slammed down on the man I'd designated. The one whose head was driven into the ground twitched violently. Blood and brain matter leaked from his crushed skull.
"Stab."
Swoosh— Squish!
"Grrk! Grrraaaagh! Gack!"
The one whose stomach had been pierced clung desperately to the wooden spear as if begging. The blood pouring out soaked his pants red.
"Kyaaaaah!"
"What the hell is that bastard doing?!"
"He killed someone!"
"You fucking bastard!"
People slammed their doors and hid inside their homes as if fleeing. Those who didn't stood frozen like statues.
"I warned you. If you were scared of a zombie horde, you should've realized that the human who wiped them out is even more terrifying."
I ordered the towers to mark everyone who had cursed at me. I didn't care whether they cursed or not, but I couldn't leave unstable elements alive.