30. Three-way confrontation.
30. Three-way confrontation.
1st Loss.
Up until this point, Riosk thought it was just a small mishap caused by his own carelessness.
2nd Loss.
For the first time, Riosk felt nervous around Irina. It was because her fighting pattern had suddenly started flowing in an unexpected direction since yesterday.
She craftily stalled for time and persistently targeted his lower body. He just kept blocking it, but in the end, he took a critical hit and lost.
This... something is wrong.
The Muscle Pig didn't think this defeat was a coincidence at all. The opponent knew exactly how to beat him and was persistently exploiting it.
Of course, now that he knew the opponent's intentions, he was confident he wouldn't just take it lying down anymore, but...
3rd Loss.
Here, the big guy realized something was seriously wrong.
Can a person change this suddenly?
Clearly, her skill hadn't changed much from then to now. But her fighting style had become surprisingly crafty. ...It was as if Kal was the one fighting.
In the 3rd loss, he was defeated even more futilely than the previous two times. She had started to fully utilize her speed. Since he was bound to lose in a speed battle compared to her, he couldn't do anything and ended up flailing and losing. So, naturally, he was quite angry and frustrated.
This time, I'll do it for real. Betting everything I haveㅡ.
And, he managed to secure 5 wins again.
He did win, but it was a really close call. A razor-thin margin. If Riosk had been even a second slower or hesitated, the victory would have been Irina's.
Riosk couldn't help but be shocked by her rate of improvement. Honestly, it was an incomprehensible phenomenon for him. He wondered if this rate of improvement was truly possible. ...Or, he had no choice but to think she had been hiding her skills on purpose all this time. That was how drastically her combat sense had swung from one extreme to the other in just a week.
He couldn't guarantee the outcome for tomorrow anymore. Honestly, it was a situation where it wouldn't be strange whoever won. He just had to do his best...
4th Loss.
The opponent won by making a gambit, sacrificing flesh to take bone. It was a blunder by Riosk, who hadn't been bold enough.
What is this? Where on earth did this kind of potential suddenly pop out from?
He, who always considered maintaining a calm mind a condition of the strong, was experiencing unprecedented mental confusion. Even when he lost to Kal in a row, it wasn't to this extent. ...The feeling of being reversed by someone he thought was weaker than him was truly the worst.
The Muscle Pig started to think deeply about what he was lacking.
What she had, and what he didn't haveㅡ.
That must be the difference between victory and defeat...
5th Loss.
The win rate had finally become even. The Escort unit was in a festive mood, while the Combat unit was in a funeral mood.
Of course, Riosk wasn't the type to be easily swayed by such an atmosphere, but he wasn't completely free from it either. After all, the gazes looking at him had changed a lot, so he couldn't help but be bothered.
He couldn't just sit there and rack his brain anymore. Now, a decision was needed. A decision to break through this crisis.
...Yeah. Let's meet Kal, that man. Let's meet him and find out what the cause of my defeat is.
He wanted to avoid meeting Kal if possible, but he couldn't put it off any longer. Even if he could accept losing to Kal, he didn't want to lose to Irina anymore.
Thus, Riosk decided to meet Kal to seek advice.
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2 Wins.
Irina finally found a way to beat this muscle monster. The special training with Kal was definitely very helpful. Didn't the effect show in the results right away!
Of course, she had to pay the price for victory this time too. She diligently sucked his dick in Kal's room again. His hand caressing her breasts was more persistent and explicit than before.
3 Wins.
Irina felt Riosk getting nervous. So, the fight became even easier. Since she was winning in the atmosphere, his hands and feet quickly became disorganized. Especially in times like this, speed battles seemed to shine.
And for the first time, she stimulated him by sandwiching his dick between her voluptuous breasts and shaking it up and down. Every time he grabbed and twisted her nipples, lewd moans flowed from her mouth on their own. In fact, there wasn't much for either of them to enjoy in this act, so it remained only as a symbolic meaning of 'the first time'. So, afterwards, she sucked it with her mouth, not her breasts. ...In just the third time, she had strangely become accustomed to the taste of his dick.
5th Loss again.
She felt that her opponent had come out grinding his teeth. The two fought really neck-and-neck. If it hadn't been for a small mistake at the end, it could have been her victory. ...It would be a lie to say it wasn't a shame.
"Damn, that's a shame. My mouth was itching to suck a dick today."
Actually, she was also itching to suck his dick. ...But if she asked to suck his dick without even winning, how cheap of a woman would she look!
"Then how about sucking my breasts today?"
"...Breasts?"
"You don't want to suck my dick because I forced you to. Then I can suck your breasts. ...How about it?"
It was such a bizarre logic that it was absurd, but Irina had no choice but to pretend she couldn't win and gave permission. ...Actually, she had always been curious about what it would feel like to have her nipples sucked.
"...Then you have to do it only a little."
"Alright. Don't play hard to get."
Irina carefully took off her top and exposed her breasts. Kal gently scratched her round areolas with his fingernails and rambled on about some baseless superstition that lewd women have large areolas.
"Stop talking nonsense and just do it. ...We have to train quickly, don't we? I'm in a bad mood because I lost to that guy."
"Then say, 'Please suck my tits.'"
"Why would I say something like that."
"Ah, come on, just say it."
"That wasn't in the conditions, you know?"
"Are you going to be so cold-hearted? Even when we suck each other's dicks."
This lewd bastardㅡ.
Still, when he whispered in her ear with that terribly handsome face and a soft smile, she again pretended she couldn't win and did as he asked.
"...Then I just have to say that?"
"Will you do it?"
"You told me to. ...I'm just doing it because I want to finish quickly and train."
"Then do it. Hurry."
In the end, Irina uttered words that only a cheap woman would say.
"P, please, s, suck, my, t, tits...."
Kal laughed deeply upon hearing that.
"You do well when told."
Irina turned her head away in shame and said nothing.
Kal grabbed her soft breasts with both hands and put her left nipple in his mouth and sucked it, jjyu-u-u-p.
ㅡ!!
As soon as her sticky tongue touched her nipple, Irina's waist bent slightly and her body bounced upward.
"Hut...!"
It was a very lewd pleasure she had never felt before. A raw, primal sensation that was on a completely different level from simple mental exhilarationㅡ!
Sucking with the mouth gave more intense pleasure than just touching with hands. Every time her nipple was caressed by his soft tongue, it felt like electricity was shooting up her spine.
"Heup, heu-eup...."
She tried to cover her mouth with her palm to hold back the moans, but there was no way to stop the ones that leaked out.
"Heung, hu-eut, heu-eup..., aa-eutㅡ!"
When Kal chewed on her nipple, Irina's voice grew louder. He repeated the act of rolling her nipple softly and then chewing it strongly several times. In that way, he turned both her left and right nipples into loose tits.
After teasing her breasts for a while like that, Kal looked at Irina, who was lying limp on the sofa panting, and smiled deviously. And he slowly brought his face toward her, but she realized he was attempting a kiss and jumped in surprise, jerking her head to the side.
"Th, this is not allowed."
"...Really? Okay."
Kal didn't cling to her like he did when he was sucking her tits earlier. Kissing wasn't very important to him anyway.
And so, 4th win.
This time, Kal took Irina to the rooftop of the building. At first, there was a little fuss about how they could do such a thing in such an open place, but in the end, he was able to enjoy dick service from a blonde beauty with pretty breasts exposed while watching the wonderful scenery of the city.
Now, she didn't feel any rejection toward his dick at all. And her dick-sucking technique had also improved a lot. There was even an attempt to swallow his massive monster dick all the way down with that tiny mouth. Of course, all attempts had failed so far, but it seemed she would succeed before long.
Since the breast caressing yesterday, it had become a series of processes as if it had always been that way. When she finished sucking his dick, he would then deliciously suck on her breasts. He bit, chewed, and sucked her nipples until they were a mess. Still, she just kept moaning because it felt good....
This bitch, she's a natural, seriouslyㅡ.
Her behavior lately was quite a sight. Of course, it was what Kal intended, but who would have known that a bitch who acted so high and mighty would be such a slut. But funnily enough, she says she can't do lip kisses even though she does dick kisses enthusiastically. He couldn't understand her moral compass at all.
And the long-awaited 5th win achieved.
Irina finally made a parallel line with Riosk. When she had 4 losses in a row, she felt so miserable she wanted to die, but now she felt like she had the whole world.
Now she could fully restore her former status in the Escort unit. And she became a genius with an indomitable will who overcame a major crisis there.
Of course, she wasn't satisfied with that because she still had a long way to go. Although she had managed to make a 50/50 win rate by struggling to achieve victories like this, she didn't know when it might suddenly tilt toward him again. That was how much Riosk was someone who shouldn't be underestimated.
Anyway, since she won today, Irina diligently performed dick service in Kal's room again. This time, she tried to swallow the dick to the root again. Her breath was blocked and she gagged, but she endured it and pushed it in as far as she could. ...But because of the obvious size difference, it wasn't easy.
Like that, she was sucking handsome Kal's dick deliciously again today, when suddenly someone knocked on the door with a thud.
ㅡ!
Irina was so surprised she almost bit off Kal's dick. She looked at him with urgent eyes, wondering what to do.
"Go inside and stay there."
She followed his words, quickly grabbed the top she had thrown on the floor, and went into the bedroom. Then, after quickly getting dressed and tidying herself up, she pressed her ear tightly against the door.
It was a woman's voice. And before long, Irina realized it was Alisa's voice.
- Why haven't you been in touch lately? What about my training?
- Why is this bitch so confident? Even though she's getting help for free.
- You said you'd help. That's why I even wore that swimsuitㅡ!
- Well, if I have to make an excuse, I've been a bit busy lately. I'm quite popular, you know.
- Don't talk nonsense. Does anyone even hang out with you? They only curse at you for being from the training camp.
- Who?
- Who else. Everyone. ...You still don't know that?
- Anyway, I'm busy these days.
- ...Still, please help me. Honestly, sparring with you helps a lot.
- For free? This bitch is trying to get it for free from the undefeated #1?
- Ah, does it hurt to help a fellow training camp comrade? ...You're really stingy, seriously.
- Wow, a bitch as shameless as you must be cosmically rare. Damn, a bitch with zero talent acts so damn expensive.
- Ah, damn it, then if you don't want to do it, just say so. Don't give false hope halfway.
- You slut, you're cowardly exploiting my soft heart.
- Stop talking nonsense. Soft heart, my ass.
- ...Hey, someone's here.
- What, who is it? ...It's a man's voice? Ah, damn it, why didn't you tell me soonerㅡ! I don't want to be misunderstood.
- You bitch, then go inside. You come here without saying anything and then make a fuss.
......Uh......?
Irina was momentarily flustered. She was already inside....
The moment she realized her mistake, the door swung open. The two women encountered each other there.
"...Uh...?"
Alisa also reaaaally never imagined she would meet Irina here.
The two stood awkwardly, unable to do anything, rolling their eyes left and right in panic.
...What is this.
"Ah, if you're going to come in, hurry up."
At Kal's urging, Alisa went into the room and slammed the door shut. The two women stood still without even greeting each other, not looking at one another.
- It's me, Riosk.
The man who visited was Riosk from the Combat unit. Irina's eyes widened again. She wondered why on earth that guy came here.
- I wanted to know what flaws I have. I thought you would be able to tell me well, so I came to find you. I'm sorry if I caused any inconvenience.
So the two men chatted for a long time in the living room. Of course, an awkwardly suffocating atmosphere hung in the room where the two women were.
A while later, Riosk left, and the door swung open.
"Come out."
The two women walked out of the room with hesitant steps. Naturally, Alisa left the room first as if running away. Irina, left alone, looked at Kal with an expression of 'what do I do now?'
"Don't worry. She won't spread any rumors."
"...Really? I really don't have to worry?"
"I told you you don't have to. ...Ah, hurry up and suck my dick again. Aren't you going to train? If you're not going to, just leave."
"...I will."
Even without that, knowing that Riosk had just visited this place ignited her competitive spirit. She confirmed that he also had extraordinary resolve.
Irina showered kisses on Kal's limp dick and made it stand up straight.
She suddenly became curious about the relationship between Alisa and Kal. It didn't seem like they were just training camp comrades.
...Should I ask?
However, she couldn't bring herself to ask that question in the end.
Alisa, Riosk, Kal....
Her head, while sucking his dick, became very complicated.