Combat Medic (2)

"Nanggun-nim! It's been so long! Didn't you miss me? I've been thinking about you all day, you know? Hehe."

She said it with a bright, beaming smile.

"Didn't you say you were heading to Bangladesh to hunt a giant monster?"

"Pardon? Me? What are you talking about?"

"Must've been seeing things. Come on, sit down. It's lunchtime anyway."

It was 10:30 in the morning.

"Choi-gan!"

Choi Yeo-jin did not come in.

"Elisha!"

A moment later, Elisha walked through the door. She had no idea who Shin Tae-hee really was, so she strode right in without a shred of hesitation.

"Why?"

"Morning appointments are cancelled today. Tell them we'll open in the afternoon."

"What? There's a crowd piled up out front. Lots of celebrities too."

"Think of it as saving a life."

"What the hell. This is insane."

I shook my head firmly and shut the door.

"Su-gyeong, you take the day off too."

"I am merely here to protect my client."

"It's fine. I'm going to spend some time with my wife."

"Pardon? Your wife?"

Ryu Su-gyeong's eyes wavered for just a moment.

"That's right! We're in love, you see."

Shin Tae-hee said it with a radiant smile.

"This is the first I've heard of you having a wife."

This woman was begging to have her lifespan cut short.

"Anyone I'm in love with is my wife. Hahaha. Go on inside."

I shoved her by the back and pushed her out of the room.

Squish!

My hand landed on her enormous breasts.

"Sorry."

"Don't you dare apologize for touching my breasts!"

"Huk!"

I jumped when Ryu Su-gyeong shouted.

"My apologies. That was rash of me."

Ryu Su-gyeong's face flushed crimson, and she fled outside.

"Who is that woman?"

Shin Tae-hee's eyes had gone terrifyingly cold.

"A bodyguard. I think she was worried about me being alone with someone else. And she was uneasy because you're someone she's never met, Tae-hee."

"I... see? Hohoho. What a dedicated bodyguard."

She opened the five-tier lunchbox, lifting each compartment in turn.

"This is the sushi you like, Seonghun, and this is the marinated galbi you said you wanted a few days ago. Ah! Yesterday while you were working out, you said you wanted some ice-cold naengmyeon, didn't you? And this morning you mentioned your health drinks had run out, so..."

"Huh? How do you know all that?"

Shin Tae-hee's expression turned terrifying. Her eyes sank even deeper into black.

"Ah! I must've told you in a dream, huh?"

Ah, fuck. At this point just play along already.

Then again, she'd lied about having multiple personalities, so of course she'd be freaking out. From her perspective, if I knew about her little scheme, it would be an Earth-ending level of personal humiliation.

"Ah, maybe I've got a friend around somewhere? I've gotten so famous lately I meet so many people. Sometimes even complete strangers know things about me."

"What?"

"Well, the other day a patient I'd never met just handed me ice cream. The exact same brand I'd said I wanted the day before! Turns out my stalker fans had posted everything on blogs and forums! Khh! Once you impregnate the US President's granddaughter, you get so famous that people know more about you than you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠do. Hahaha! Hell, the number of times I went to the bathroom today is probably already circulating online. Hahaha! Ah, I'm talking too much. Must be because I always get nervous in front of a pretty girl."

Squeeze!

Shin Tae-hee clamped down on my wrist.

Damn it. I haven't even hit five-digit sex yet. I'm going on ahead.

I closed my eyes in resignation. So this was how I died.

"Nanggun-nim."

"Yeah?"

"Who talks to their own wife so formally?"

"Hahaha, right. Ah, I got so flustered I started talking all polite. Shall we eat lunch together?"

"Yes."

To indulge this crazy bitch's devoted-housewife fetish, I had to walk a tightrope with my life on the line every five minutes.

We ate, then cleaned up the lunchboxes.

"Tae-hee, want to rest a bit before you go?"

"Aing, I don't do that unless we're at home."

"Right. That's how it was."

She was ridiculously shy. We'd even gone to the bathhouse together.

Ah, a woman whose beauty was Everest itself — no one I'd ever seen could even come close — playing this hard to get. Maybe she had some deep wound when it came to men? Given that she pretended to be a man every single day, it was certainly plausible.

"Well then, I'll be going."

"Leaving already?"

I wrapped my arms around her waist.

Squeeze!

Ugh!

She peeled my arm off.

"Please don't grope my body so much."

"We went to the bathhouse together."

"That day I came to my senses and it had already happened. What kind of woman do you take me for?"

A demure devoted-housewife-fetish psychopathic serial-killer mentally-ill Hero?

"Sorry. How about a goodbye kiss, at least?"

"Just a peck."

"Alright."

She closed her eyes first, and I calmed my racing heart before charging at Shin Tae-hee's lips. I was not the type to retreat with a beauty like this right in front of me. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠If a peck wouldn't do, I'd take a deep kiss! Take this! Hehehe.

Chuuup!

I immediately slipped past her lips and shoved my tongue inside.

"Mmph!"

Rip!

"Aaaagh!"

Blood stained Shin Tae-hee's lips.

"Aargh! Gah!"

My tongue! My tongue had been bitten off. And not just a nibble — it had been severed deep. Shin Tae-hee had pretended to resist and bite down, but the truth was she'd sucked my tongue in first, drawn it in deep, and then clamped down with her teeth.

"Oh you! I just can't stop you, can I! You're a medical mage, so you can fix something like that, right?"

Every time I met this crazy bitch, I lost a body part.

"See you next time, then."

Shin Tae-hee vanished.

"Thuper Recobery!"

Saaaah!

"Euugh! Ptoo!"

My tongue regenerated. Not only that — my fatigue and every little injury throughout my body healed as well.

"Holy shit! I almost actually died."

That said, I saw it. My tongue, tucked inside her panties.

"Haaahn!"

I had my cock buried in a woman's pussy.

Squelch! Schlick!

"Haaang! Nngh!"

"Honey!"

I slipped my fingers into her wife's pussy as well and stirred them around.

"Nnh! Honey!"

"I love you!"

"The love between you two will have a great influence on the child."

"Haaaaang!"

Brrrrrt!

The clinic's patients had already been lookers, but their beauty had now shot through the roof. Celebrities dropped by at the drop of a hat, and beauties from neighboring Japan and China came as well. From time to time, beauties from Western countries like France and the United States also arrived for cosmetic procedures or pregnancy treatments.

"Choi-gan. The plug."

"Yes."

I pulled my cock out with practiced ease, and the moment a trickle of semen leaked out, I sealed the beauty's pussy with a Vaginal Plug.

"Haaaaah."

She gushed all over again at the sensation of the plug. I'd been making so much money lately that I'd upgraded the Vaginal Plugs to a luxury model. They were engraved with my name and the clinic's logo — a golden cock. Some women even wore the plugs in their pussies like accessories when they went to the bathhouse.

The Golden Cock Clinic had risen beyond mere pregnancy treatments to become a world-renowned institution that was even beginning to influence culture itself.

A new visitor arrived. A face I already knew. It was the ponytail woman I'd sparred with at the Taiyu Extreme Way gym not long ago. I remembered her beating me and sucking out my semen as a trophy.

"Oh, you said you'd savor the delicious things slowly — and yet here you are."

"Yes."

She looked mixed-race, part Caucasian, with a high Western nose, thick double eyelids, and full lips — a classic Hollywood beauty. At the bar she'd worn a red China dress and bought me drinks, and at the Taiyu Extreme Way gym she'd beaten me and given me a blowjob. And today she'd shown up at the clinic again. What was this woman's deal?

"Shall I get you pregnant?"

"Hahaha. I appreciate it, but that won't be necessary. I'm in the middle of something important."

"Then what brings you here? Sensitivity training? Body sculpting? Or an incurable disease? Incurable diseases might not be solvable with money."

"None of those. The truth is, I'm an Interpol agent."

"Interpol?"

"Yes. International police. Interpol."

Swoosh. She pulled out her Interpol ID and showed it to me. Her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠photograph and name were printed on it.

"Your name is... quite unique."

"Yes. Bojikis Whitehall. It's a bit embarrassing in Korea. My father's American, so he had no idea how it would sound."

"Your father?"

"Yes. I was born from a natural pregnancy. My mother didn't dare refuse my father and just went along with it. Fortunately I grew up in America, so I was never bullied over the name."

"That's a real blessing, Miss Bojikis."

"Please call me Whitehall. We're not close enough to be on a first-name basis yet."

True to her profession as an international investigator, she didn't lose her composure for a second, and she made me a proposal.

"There's a guild called the Sea of Solitude. Naturally it's a Hunter guild, and a few Heroes have a foot in it too — even though it's illegal for Heroes to get involved with private corporations."

"Sea of Solitude. A name related to water."

"Yes. They're mainly known for maritime shipping and dungeon raids. They're around rank fifty in the guild rankings."

Guild rank fifty. A guild sitting in that awkward space between a major corporation and a mid-sized one.

"Recently, evidence has surfaced linking this guild to various crimes. Manufacturing and distributing narcotic drugs extracted from monsters, or secretly seizing dungeons and operating them illegally."

"That's pretty vile."

"The vilest part is that they betrayed humanity."

"What?"

"Seven years ago, there was news that a colossal-scale dungeon had been discovered near Dokdo in the East Sea. The Sea of Solitude guild was assigned to scout it. Back then, the guild was called the Jae-guk Guild."

"Jae-guk? Was the guild master's name Jae-guk?"

"No. The guild master's son was Jae-guk. Kim Jae-guk."

"Kim Jae-guk?"

"Yes. A name you know, right? Top of the Hunter department at Boyle University. And the ex-boyfriend of the elf who works here. He's the heir to the Sea of Solitude guild."

"I'm starting to understand why you came to me."

I gulped down water, feeling thoroughly intrigued.

"After they changed their name to Sea of Solitude, the East Sea dungeon vanished as if it had never existed. People assumed that small guild had cleared it. And indeed, the guild members came back enormously stronger, loaded with items and byproducts. They were hailed as heroes."

"Impressive."

"There's nothing impressive about it. They betrayed humanity. The East Sea dungeon was never cleared. The Sea of Solitude guild surrendered to the dungeon monsters, became traitors to mankind, and they've been thriving ever since."

"I see. But I don't think that's enough of a reason to come to me. Sure, I stole Kim Jae-guk's girlfriend. So what? I'm not even a Hero."

"Selectio recommended you. She said if you step up, she'll help as well."

"Selec-what?"

"Selectio. The strongest Hero on Earth. She recommended you."

Selec-fucking-tio!

My one and only womb-buddy.

"If you can just find out the enemy's headquarters and how to get there, Selectio will take care of the rest."

"And how exactly am I supposed to find that out?"

"We have informants as well. The Sea of Solitude will contact you soon. Just get close to them and watch for an opening. You've got a charming cock, so making friends should be easy."

"Look. Bojikis. I mean, Miss Whitehall. I'm busy with the clinic."

"Selectio selected you. Do you understand what that means? Selectio never takes a selection back."

Selectio. The Chooser, just as the name said. I'd never ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had a right to refuse from the start. So that was why Shin Tae-hee had come to see me. To create even the slightest connection with me. A psychopathic Hero's unrequited love, huh.

"Fine. I get it. One last question."

"What is it?"

Bojikis crossed her legs seductively.

"What's in it for me if I do this? For the record, I'm already rich."

"Seonghun, this is for the sake of humanity."

"Humanity this, humanity that — the reward is what matters."

"Actually, I looked into you, Seonghun. You've been marked by Selectio lately, haven't you?"

"The rumors are already out?"

"Heheh. Selectio doesn't have a private life. She's basically a walking nuclear bomb."

A statement that explained exactly why Shin Tae-hee had picked up mental illnesses one by one.

When Bojikis crossed her arms, her enormous breasts spilled softly over them.

"If you complete this job, Seonghun, we'll get you out from under Selectio."

"What? How?"

"That's for us to figure out. Well? Do you want to be in a life-threatening situation every single day?"

"No!"

"Then I'll take that as you accepting the deal."

She started to get up from her chair.

"Um, Miss Whitehall."

She looked back over her shoulder, alluringly.

"I'm sorry, but could I just get one kiss on your pussy..."

"Hmph. Save the tastiest thing for last."

And with that, she opened the door and walked out.

Bojikis! I'll have you someday!