Piss-Soaked Submission

"Piss-soaked bitch." "Strip. You fucking whore."

At my razor-sharp command, Lee Ji-hye's shoulders flinched. She stumbled backward, eyes wide with terror. "Ah… ugh…" Her gaze trembled as she stared at the blood dripping from my baton and Choi Min-ho's corpse sprawled at my feet. Having just watched her team leader get beaten to death, she didn't even have the nerve to resist.

Eventually, her trembling hands reached for her clothes. Swish— She slipped off the beige jacket. The silk blouse, buttons already torn, slid to the floor. Once the sweat-soaked fabric peeled away from her skin, her body was laid bare. A black lace bra barely contained her full breasts—the very pair that had always drawn the male employees' stares at the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠office.

"Huff… hah…" Every ragged, fear-filled breath made her deep cleavage heave. She crossed her arms over her chest. I pointed the baton at her and barked again. "What the hell are you waiting for? Take the rest off too."

"Ugh… hngh." The tight H-line skirt slid down her hips next. Her voluptuous ass and slim waist came into view. That same pelvis that used to sway to seduce men now shook like a leaf in terror. Below it, her long, smooth legs were revealed—thick thighs tapering into slender calves. Those legs had looked damn good in heels. I'd always wanted to grab them. Now I could, and no one would report me for sexual harassment.

A sudden wave of irritation hit me. This fucking bitch. I cursed under my breath and drank in the sight of her body. She stood there in nothing but underwear and pantyhose, the very picture of the slut who'd teased every man in the office. But as arousing as the view was, there was a problem. Drip— drip— Yellow piss still trickled down her thighs, soaking the torn black stockings. She'd wet herself from fear after taking that gut punch from Choi Min-ho.

"Tch." Some people got off on piss play, but I wasn't one of them. No way I was sticking my cock into a piss-drenched cunt. I jerked my chin toward the sink in the corner of the pantry. "You reek. Go wash your pussy, piss-soaked bitch."

"Hngh." The words made Lee Ji-hye flush crimson with shame, her lips pressed tight. Still, she didn't dare disobey. She staggered to her feet and waddled toward the sink, plump ass jiggling. Her shaking hand turned the faucet lever, but only a strange gurgling sound came out. No water.

She tried twisting the handle every which way and even banged on the pipes, but nothing changed. "The… the water won't come out."

"..." The world had barely ended and we already had no running water. Something felt off. Logically, utilities shouldn't cut out this fast. I shook my head. No point overthinking it. In a world with zombies roaming the streets and status windows floating in the air, early water shutdowns weren't that strange.

Still, I had no desire to fuck her in this filthy pantry without even being able to wash. Plus, zombies were still crawling all over the office. Getting bitten while trying to get my dick wet would be the dumbest way to die.

"Hmm." I opened my status window to confirm the situation. Hunting Target Search. I scanned Lee Ji-hye's abilities in detail. Because I was close, her full skill information appeared in the air—details that hadn't shown up on the map before.

I narrowed my eyes as I read the text. Just as I'd expected—an overpowered ability. Setting up a safe zone itself was excellent. If I designated this pantry as one, I could fuck her without worrying about zombies or other players. The added water, electricity, and shower functions meant I could even wash the piss-soaked bitch first.

The catch was the one-week lock. If I set this place as the shelter, I'd be stuck in this cramped pantry for seven days. The range wasn't large enough to cover the whole building or even an entire floor. My gaze swept the pantry. A few packets of instant coffee were the only food. Choi Min-ho's corpse with its head caved in lay on the floor. Better to move to the convenience store than claim this shithole as my base for a week just to fuck her.

"Forget it. Put your clothes back on."

"H-huh?"

"I said get dressed, you dumb bitch. Unless you want to walk outside naked."

"Ah, no… We're going outside right now?"

Lee Ji-hye looked worried about the zombies roaming the streets. I didn't answer. I just pointed the baton at her. Shut up and do as you're told. She scrambled to pick up her fallen clothes, clearly relieved she wasn't about to be fucked yet. She only discarded the piss-stained panties and stockings. With just the skirt on, she kept one hand over her lower belly.

I tightened my grip on the blood-slick baton. "Follow me."

"W-where are we going?"

"Convenience store."

I led Lee Ji-hye out of the office building. Outside was still hell. I activated stealth first.

A strange veil wrapped around my body. My form vanished right in front of her. Lee Ji-hye spun around in confusion. "Huh? Where did you go?"

I grabbed her shoulder while invisible. "Shut your mouth. If you make noise, zombies will swarm and you'll die. I won't, but you will. So we're taking the back alleys where there are fewer people."

The main roads were crawling with zombies. I was fine thanks to stealth, but if she got bitten it would all be for nothing.

"Mmph." Lee Ji-hye followed me like a beaten dog. We slipped between trash piles and telephone poles to avoid zombie sightlines. I scouted ahead while stealthed, then signaled her forward when it was safe. As we moved without incident, her wariness slowly eased. She knew I was there, but because she couldn't see me, the fear of her situation and of me gradually faded. Humans only believed what they could see, after all.

We were almost at the convenience store when we rounded a corner and came face-to-face with three men. They were armed with steel pipes and kitchen knives. Probably here to loot my store. Their clothes were splattered with red blood. Scum who had shown their true colors the moment the world ended—eyes that wouldn't hesitate to kill for supplies.

Well, I've already killed two people myself, so I can't really judge.

Their gazes passed right through my invisible form and landed on Lee Ji-hye. Torn office clothes. Sweat-damp hair. Bare legs. Wide grins spread across their faces. A perfect meal had just walked into their laps.

At that moment, Lee Ji-hye ripped her hand from mine and screamed, bolting toward them. She clung to the men, begging for help. "P-please help me! Someone's chasing me!"

She was trying to escape me. She must have decided three strange men were safer than being dragged off by the guy who'd crushed her boss's skull. Whether it was the right call, I understood the logic. The world had ended, a man with a grudge had shown up, killed her team leader, and was now hauling her away.

The men chuckled at the delicious woman who'd fallen into their hands. "Oh, miss. You alone?" "Don't be scared. We'll take you somewhere safe, little lady." "Who exactly is chasing you?"

Lee Ji-hye pointed frantically in my direction. "H-he's invisible! He has a transparency skill! Be careful!"

"Invisible? I don't see anyone." "Of course you don't, dumbass, he's invisible." "Kek!"

They laughed among themselves, oblivious to the danger. I slipped to the side and opened my status window. Hunting Target Search.

Ting—

Information appeared above the head of the leader holding the pipe.

I narrowed my eyes. Strength 13, Agility 14, Stamina 17—higher than mine, and an offensive skill. A direct fight would be rough. I scanned the other two.

All three were trash not even worth recycling. But high early-game stats didn't matter—they were still human. Stealth and the first strike made everyone equal.

I drew the pistol from my waist. Cold metal filled my palm. Even invisible, fighting three men at close range could get me hurt. Better to take one out for sure first. I aimed at Park Tae-soo's head as he reached for Lee Ji-hye.

Click.Bang—! The first shot was a blank. Bang—! The second round blew his head apart like a watermelon. Brain matter and bone fragments sprayed everywhere. His massive body crumpled to the ground.

The sudden gunshot and fountain of blood froze ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the remaining two men. "W-what the— When did—!" "Fuck, show yourself!"

Humans instinctively froze in shock. I didn't waste the opening. Crack—! I swung the baton and smashed Kim Cheol-hee's temple. Bone shattered with a dull thud. He collapsed sideways, bleeding from the head.

"Y-you son of a bitch!" Jo Young-min screamed and wildly swung his kitchen knife. Slash— The blade grazed my torso, but the stab vest took the hit without issue. I brought the baton down on the last man's crown. Thud! Thud! Thud! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Their heads cracked open on the pavement. Three pieces of trash became nothing but meat in seconds.

"Hoo." Thanks to stealth and my looted gear, the 3-on-1 had been easy. I wiped sweat from my brow and shook blood off the baton, then looted the bodies for the knife and pipe.

When I turned to Lee Ji-hye, she was staring at me in horror. That fucking bitch. I'd only threatened her verbally and she'd already tried to stab me in the back.

"H-hiieeek…!" She recoiled at the sight of me covered in blood. The men she'd thought were her saviors had become corpses in under ten seconds. As I approached with the knife in hand, her body shook like a leaf. "S-Siwoo, that's not—"

Before she could spout more bullshit, I kicked her in the stomach. Thud—! "Ghk!" She crumpled to the ground, retching. The same spot ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I'd punched earlier—she must have been in agony. I grabbed her by the hair and yanked her up. Twist—

"This fucking bitch. Words won't work on you, huh? Move."

Still clutching her hair, I dragged her toward the back door of the convenience store.