Chapter 108
Chapter 108
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 108
Chapter Title: Shrine and Something That's Not a Shrine
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ As Jo Jun approached, Nana-se Sora jumped in fright and glanced around her.
But there wasn't a single person willing to help her. Jo Jun's harem members were simply sipping their coffee and enjoying the spectacle. Laughter even echoed among them.
Nana-se Sora realized from their reactions that help from them was out of the question. With a woman about to be raped right in front of them, and these women laughing and chatting... it didn't seem normal to her.
Of course, Eun-ji, Hee-sun Noona, and Ha-rin—members of Jo Jun's harem—were women who were a bit distant from normalcy. Eun-ji had already devoted her body and soul to the man named Jang Jo Jun. The same went without saying for Ha-rin.
Hee-sun was similar. As long as Jang Jo Jun didn't commit something utterly extreme like infanticide, she would classify all his actions as "unavoidable for survival."
These women, who had thought they were doomed to die helplessly in a ruined world, had entered the protection of this irregular named Jang Jo Jun and tasted far too much pleasure. From the mind-shattering sex with him to the other slaves elevating them—it all pleased them to no end.
Thus, there was no way they would betray Jo Jun. They were women smitten with his abilities, looks, and bold personality. Even if he lost all his power, they wouldn't abandon him easily.
In the end, Sora shot pleading glances at her own group. She hoped someone—anyone—would say something.
But contrary to her expectations, her glasses-wearing companion and the gal turned their eyes away or pretended not to notice.
The only one glaring at them in rage was her stepbrother, Nana-se Hiirou. Yet even he stood frozen in place, not advancing a single step.
To be precise, he couldn't advance. He couldn't even turn his head. Jo Jun had ordered him to shut his mouth and watch every moment without missing a thing.
"Eek... Don't come closer...!"
She whimpered, rejecting Jo Jun. Moments ago, gripped by the terror of death right before her eyes, she'd panicked and considered sucking his dick just to survive. But with the tentacle threat gone, her natural aversion to men resurfaced.
However, Jo Jun had no intention of stopping. Despite her expression and body language clearly rejecting him, he pushed forward relentlessly. There was no reason to stop, and she was already his anyway.
In truth, from the first moment he saw her, Jo Jun had only thought about fucking her. That desire grew even stronger once he enslaved her. Her Shinto Miko class appealed to him greatly, and her level of 14 was decent enough to make her perfect for his slave harem.
Jo Jun reached out fearlessly toward the terrified Nana-se Sora. He pushed down on her shoulders as she tried to stand, forcing her back to the floor.
Sora fell on her butt and looked up at Jo Jun with tear-glistened eyes. Lust gleamed in his gaze. She knew that look all too well.
From childhood, there had been people—not just one or two—staring at her with lecherous eyes. As the most beautiful girl in her neighborhood, she was the object of desire for every man in the prefecture.
So she knew. The lust-filled stares of men. The filthy, ugly desire sparkling in their eyes as they ogled her face, body, and breasts, swallowing hard.
She hated those eyes. The invisible power struggles among men trying to get at her, the cum-stained love letters—they all disgusted her.
The teachers leering at her with lust, her stepfather sniffing her underwear, even her stepbrother caught trying to install CCTV in her room— all those gazes were unbearable.
She'd even witnessed her stepfather masturbating with her panties. And when she caught him that day, he tried to rape her.
Her mother didn't help. Even as she screamed, no one came up from downstairs. She was abandoned for the sake of "family peace." It was revolting.
That's when her stepbrother, Nana-se Hiirou, burst in at her screams. But he'd snatched her from their father not to save her, but "to fuck her himself," dragging her out of the house and trying to take her to a motel.
Whether raped by her stepfather or stepbrother, hope seemed lost either way. In that moment, she wished the world would just end.
Whether misfortune or fortune, the world ended that very day she made that wish. Upset by her stepbrother's subtle stares and overt touches, she instinctively killed a zombie lunging at her and awakened as a Shinto Miko.
In the chaos, the awakened Sora used her skills to draw the zombies' attention and fled. Her stepbrother escaped with her.
With stats from awakening granting her adult-male-level physical abilities, she beat the insane brother senseless who kept trying to rape her. She twisted and crushed his fingers to ensure he'd never touch her again.
After that, to ensure no one could touch her body, she madly slaughtered zombies to level up and became the vice-leader of the Shinjuku Lost survivor group in Shinjuku. From then on, even awakened men couldn't lay hands on her carelessly.
But today, her virginity was about to be taken by a Korean named Jang Jo Jun. The man reached for the lower region that countless Japanese men had coveted but never touched.
"Stop!!! Don't do it!!!"
At that moment, as Jo Jun pushed Sora down and moved to mount her, Hiirou screamed through tears. The thought of the girl he loved being raped before his eyes made his head feel like it would explode. He wanted to defy Jo Jun's order to stay silent and beg him to stop. To plead not to defile her further.
Of course, Jo Jun ignored Hiirou's cries completely. The more that fool wailed in agony, the more Indicron smiled from the depths of the abyss. If anything, Jo Jun hoped for even greater despair from him.
In catering to the evil gods' whims, he was gradually falling into true corruption himself. He was always pondering how to make his foes wail in despair.
"Alright, let's see. Just checking. Don't move."
"Hic..."
Jo Jun commanded the crying shrine maiden not to struggle. Then he lifted her miko robes and slithered inside like a snake. His 180cm tall frame vanished completely under her skirt.
"Uwaaaah!!!"
Hiirou tore at his hair, screaming. Eun-ji, who had been watching, smashed her fist into his face and yelled at him to shut up in Japanese.
Only after his teeth scattered did Hiirou finally go quiet. Sora squeezed her eyes shut seeing her brother's antics. She thought to herself,
That bastard's just pissed because he couldn't fuck me himself. No one in this world truly cares for me as a person.
Right. All men wanted was her body. To fuck her. No one had ever truly cared for her sake. In the end, Nana-se Sora resigned herself.
If resisting would just lead to a painful rape, better to give in quietly. Her virginity would be lost to someone someday anyway. It just happened to be a Korean she couldn't even communicate with.
With her mind emptied, Sora could finally see the Korean man properly. She recalled the face of the man whose head was buried in her miko robes right now.
'He's handsome... right?'
She thought he was pretty good-looking. Tall and sturdy. His body looked great too, with solid muscles visible under his clothes.
Above all, he was strong. Strong enough to effortlessly subdue her pathetic stepbrother who always bragged about protecting her. He seemed reliable. Handsome, great physique, strong, already with three women as beautiful as her—and still hungry enough to devour her. A virile man.
'His dick must be big too...? Is that why those women aren't helping and just watching? Yeah, they've all fallen to this demon... Disgusting... lewd...
Sora's misogyny toward men didn't mean she had zero interest. At her age, she had friends, and their chats inevitably turned to guys nine times out of ten. Sora would think of handsome Korean actors then, fantasizing about a fling with one like that someday.
But the men who approached her were all sleazy monkey-like creeps.
Jo Jun was on another level from those monkeys. He might even be her ideal type.
Having consumed Nagara-za juice and upgraded his looks, Jo Jun resembled the Hallyu stars Sora dreamed of—a bit like Lee Jong-seok or Kim Woo-bin. Not a pretty boy, but rugged, with fierce eyes and a strong impression. Somewhat sinister-looking... but that was his charm.
'This... might not be so bad...'
She wondered if becoming his woman like this might actually bring more happiness. He could probably protect her. As long as he didn't have weird SM tendencies or netorare fetishes, it might be fine. Of course, even this thought stemmed purely from resignation.
"Hmm..."
Jo Jun checked Sora's panties. They hadn't been changed in days, the white center tinged slightly yellow. But he didn't mind. Without Hee-sun wielding two undines, they'd be in the same boat.
More importantly, he wasn't planning to fuck her right here. No matter how tasty the prey, they couldn't fuck in a forest teeming with man-eating monsters. Jo Jun wasn't so lust-crazed as to swing his dick recklessly in an unsafe spot.
He just wanted to check. Whether Nana-se Sora was a virgin or not. A virgin would be preferable. Even if not, Jo Jun wasn't picky—he'd take her as long as she wasn't a total whore. Plus, he'd bet coins with his group on it.
Jo Jun and Hee-sun bet 1,000 coins she was a virgin; Ha-rin and Eun-ji bet the opposite. It was all his coins anyway, so meaningless, but their little game.
Soon, Jo Jun gripped Sora's soft, resisting thighs and pulled off her panties. A pink pussy popped into view.
"Ooh...!"
Jo Jun exclaimed in admiration. His breath hit her pussy, making Sora flinch and try to pull back. But Jo Jun's command prevented proper movement.
"V... virgin...!"
Like discovering wild ginseng, Jo Jun spread her pussy wide and lightly brushed her hymen with a finger. No doubt about it—a definite virgin membrane. He'd heard she turned adult this year, so he'd half-expected she might not be.
He hadn't even imagined she'd still be a virgin. A Japanese woman from a sex-loving nation like Japan, top of Northeast Asia in promiscuity, with such stunning looks—yet untouched. Of course, his assumption wasn't wrong. Maintaining virginity until 20 amid countless men's clutches was miraculous.
Overwhelmed by this unbelievable reality, Jo Jun was thrilled. Unaware of the unfortunate life of this extraordinarily beautiful woman, Nana-se Sora, he was simply satisfied she was still a virgin.
Soon, entranced, he gently stroked her clit.
Though she'd never inserted anything, Sora had masturbated by rubbing her clit often. At Jo Jun's touch, she moaned and tried to push his head away.
"Hng...! Stop...!"
"Ah, okay."
Jo Jun pulled her panties back on. Breathing heavily, he emerged from under her miko robes.
His years of porn-watching let him understand "yamete kudasai" just fine.
"Oppa, how is it?"
To Eun-ji's curious question about Sora's pussy status, he huffed out a response.
"Virgin... she's a virgin."
"Tch."
Eun-ji clicked her tongue softly and glared at Sora. Then she handed over coins to Jo Jun and Hee-sun. Sora didn't fully grasp the situation but felt slight relief—and a tiny pang of regret—at not being raped yet.
Hiirou, beaten by Eun-ji, lay frothing at the mouth.
"Alright, let's get moving again."
"Yeah, yeah. Hold on, Joon. Let me pack our stuff."
"Ah, Noona. Take your time."
Soon, they packed and exited the warehouse. Jo Jun wasn't sure if they'd return, but it had been a great rest spot. No beasts or anomalies entered from outside, and it blocked the night's chill air—perfect for sleeping.
Sure, there were plenty of gross bugs like centipedes and dung beetles, but bug repellent drove them away from the group.
Just before leaving, Natsume Hotaru—the glasses-wearing Japanese Onmyoji—politely asked Jo Jun.
"Can I use a skill?"
"Eun-ji, what’s she saying? Something about a skill."
"She wants to try using a skill."
"Oh? Right, you guys chased off the anomalies in the forest..."
Jo Jun recalled them wandering with lanterns. He nodded, allowing the Onmyoji Hotaru to use her skill.
Seeing Hotaru permitted, Sora made a similar request. Jo Jun naturally approved.
Hotaru drew a self-made paper talisman from her bosom, clamped it between her right index and middle fingers, held it before her face, and murmured an ancient incantation. The talisman suddenly burst into flames, and a translucent barrier enveloped Jo Jun's group. "This should do it. Anomalies won't be able to enter now."
"Eun-ji."
"Uh... yeah. She says this works. Anomalies can't get in. Something like that."
"Oh..."
Then Sora clasped her hands and chanted additionally. The bare-bulb lantern the gal held lit up softly, glowing faintly.
A light source without kerosene or batteries. Though Jo Jun and his group had skills piercing the dark, samurai Hiirou and seeker gal didn't. Moreover, the light carried a calming peace to the mind.
With the Onmyoji's barrier and the shrine maiden's mystical glow, Jo Jun felt the forest draining less of his vitality. It wasn't just a feeling—it was real. Even the curved jade he carried blocked the forest's eerie energy, slightly reducing his rapidly building fatigue.
Feeling much lighter, Jo Jun sent the Ebony Cockroach to scout again. He also sprayed scent remover. Soon, the group re-entered the forest to find the remaining two shrines.
Monday was nearly over.
'Wonder what the Shadow Moth is up to...'
They'd rested long in the warehouse. The Shadow Moth, flying around scouting meanwhile, hadn't signaled any finds yet.
'This guy... is he sleeping or something...?'
The worry crossed Jo Jun's mind. From summoning and bonding a few times, Shadow Moth slept a lot. After laying eggs here and there, it dozed for hours—that was moth routine. It might be hunkered down sleeping somewhere.
Right then, the Shadow Moth signaled Jo Jun upon discovering something.
'Strange building... many humans... scary...?'
The Shadow Moth reported many humans entering a strange building, and the aura from it was terribly frightening. Something was definitely there.
"Not toward the shrine, right?"
[No. It's the opposite direction from the shrine.] "Okay."
With confirmation from Yang Ji-sang, Jo Jun followed the Shadow Moth's signal, leading the group.
After hours of walking, they arrived before a massive five-story concrete building. It resembled an abandoned old school or derelict hospital. Regardless, its size and ominous exterior begged why such a thing existed in the forest.
"Th-this... doesn't look like a shrine..."
Trash littered the surroundings, as if a large group had just camped there carelessly.
From the Shadow Moth's signal and the state around, at least dozens had entered the building recently. Yet... it was eerily quiet.
"My lord, do we... go in here?"
"J-Joon... this doesn't feel right..."
"Oppa. I'll follow your decision... but... ah, never mind."
Ha-rin's ears and tail drooped limply. The spirits circling Hee-sun vanished upon nearing the building, and Eun-ji—sharpened by darkness—sensed something too.
Jo Jun felt it as well. Before the concrete structure, an ill omen loomed. Like a tiger baring its jaws, inviting entry. A gloom far beyond Dodomeki. Who knew how many thousands—or hundreds—it had devoured.
Using his ever-altered vision, Jo Jun even hallucinated evil spirits plastered over the entire building. As he hesitated to enter, Yang Ji-sang spoke.
[Something's inside. Something very evil is sealed there... Similar to that sinister aura from the shrine. Perhaps... a sacred relic...] "What?"
[Yes...] "Fuck... you saying we gotta crawl in there now?"
[Yes...] "Hey, Yang Ji-sang. You trying to get me killed?"
[N-no, that's not it!!] "Haa..."
Jo Jun sighed deeply.
That place was a demon's lair. Enter wrong, and they'd be eaten alive.
As Jo Jun pondered deeply, Sora—after talking with glasses Hotaru—spoke to Eun-ji.
"Um, excuse me... It's best not to enter that building."
"Oh... sodesuka...?"
"Yes. I feel something inside. Something very dangerous..."
Sora warned them. Entering would lead to something bad.
Overwhelmed slightly by the building's aura, Jo Jun hadn't heard. So Ha-rin, overhearing, asked.
"Unni, what's wrong?"
"She says something's inside."
"Something what?"
"Yeah... something very dangerous... Oppa, you really going in?"
"Hmm..."
Jo Jun hesitated. It might be a trap shrine holding Kotori-bako.
Entering pointlessly could sacrifice his group for nothing.
But if the item inside was one of the Three Sacred Treasures, others might snatch it first.
"Let's watch for a bit. The ones who went in might come out. Then we snatch it."
"Oh... sounds good."
In the end, Jo Jun—hesitant to enter—chose to block the entrance.
Smiling at the thought of robbing those emerging from within.
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