Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: The Hero Who Neatly Takes Revenge
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Year 79, July 8th—.
Ashy’s body gives off a sweet fragrance. Every time I lie down next to her and sleep, I get hard, and holding back isn’t easy. I’m curious. They say curiosity killed the cat, but should I ask Ashy?
About whether her pussy smells the same….
—Ashy, can I just lick your pussy once?
“…Seriously, haa.”
Ashy closed the diary.
Even when she tried to recall something touching, it wasn’t easy.
Kang Ajin’s diary was a total mess, making it impossible to empathize.
“What is this? Dirty thoughts every other page.”
Ashy had long noticed that Kang Ajin usually looked at her that way.
Even if they were a bachelor-not-quite and a virgin living together, she couldn’t miss those blatant stares.
Year 79, July 10th—.
LOL, I asked and got my ass kicked hard. But Ashy seems curious too—she’s sniffing her own pussy.
She should’ve just asked me. What a waste.
“……”
Year 79, July 16th—.
Now I’m a natural at hiding my presence. Not sure if Ashy’s letting her guard down, but she can’t find me when I hide.
Thanks to that, I succeeded.
(Nude photo of Ashy bathing with Undine)
“You crazy bastard.”
Ashy chuckled as she peeled off her own photo.
Every time he got allowance, he saved diligently instead of spending it, and finally bought that expensive ‘Capture Crystal.’
She’d wondered what he’d use it for—
“And this is how you used it.”
It was an explicit photo.
Perky breasts and a slender waist.
A large ass and long, straight thighs.
Even to Ashy, it was a smoking hot body.
Now she understood why men kept hitting on her and Kang Ajin kept whining.
But it was too late.
Kang Ajin wouldn’t return.
He’d died on his own terms.
—I have free will too, you know. What if I move without your permission?
“…I’ll beat you until you wish you were dead.”
—Oh, really?
Why had she been so certain he’d never do that?
Why had she believed Kang Ajin would never leave her side…?
Ashy stood up.
She brushed the dirt off her butt and started walking.
The realm that mortal races of the Middle Realm mistakenly call the Demon Realm.
Hell. She headed there.
When Ashy returned from there, the boundary between life and death had blurred.
She’d killed the God of Death.
“…Where did Kang Ajin’s soul go?”
Humans who die in the Middle Realm suffer in the Four Realms and reincarnate.
But Ashy couldn’t find him.
He wasn’t in the Four Realms, nor had he reincarnated.
It made no sense.
“……”
She realized she could kill gods.
That was enough.
No more lingering regrets. Next up: the Sun God.
* * *
“Hero.”
One of the knights from the Holy Knight Order came down and called for Ashy.
He led her to Gertong’s room.
I followed closely behind.
Finding evidence that Gertong had betrayed humanity and sided with the black mage wasn’t hard at all.
“There’s a door in the parlor leading underground. It opens to a basement space.”
Gertong had cleverly hidden his connection to the black mage.
Beneath the lavish rug on the parlor floor was a door matching the floor material.
“Traces of black magic… Demonic energy detected.”
We followed the knight to check the basement.
A vividly drawn magic circle and magic stones.
Just like in the original novel, the bastard was a traitor to humanity.
Ashy’s murder became an execution of a betrayer.
It would be reported upward as a righteous deed done by proper means.
“Then…”
The commander of the Sun God Church’s Holy Knight Order issued orders to his knights.
To gather Gertong’s assets.
Ashy sidled up to the Holy Knight commander and asked,
“How much is my share?”
“…About ten percent, I’d say.”
“That’s too little.”
The commander had casually offered ten percent as an estimate.
Ashy scowled fiercely and lowered her voice.
It was pressure to cough up more.
‘…She hasn’t changed at all.’
She was just like the Ashy from the novel I knew.
She’d only felt unfamiliar due to the regression, but Ashy was still violent as ever.
“For a baron, how much money could he have? At least in the hundreds of millions, right?”
“…I wouldn’t know.”
The Holy Knight commander remained polite.
He couldn’t be rude to the Hero.
Those who stand tall even before a Hero are impressive.
“Even so, ten percent is too little.”
Ashy spread her fingers, leaving only her thumb folded.
Her shamelessness left me speechless.
The commander waved his hands frantically.
“Four—four tenths? That’s too much!”
“I caught him. The Church couldn’t even find it, but I, the Hero, tracked him down and took care of it. Of course my share should be bigger, right?”
“You’re right, but…”
The Holy Knight commander began negotiating with Ashy.
Her bold attitude had him visibly flustered.
“The Sun God Church has many Heroes to support. We need funds for continental peace. Of course, we’re grateful you executed the traitor. But four tenths is too…”
“Fine, then three tenths.”
Ashy folded one finger.
She’d conceded a step.
The commander’s eyes darted around.
He racked his brain to squeeze out more.
“…Understood.”
Gauging Ashy’s mood, he suddenly bowed his head.
To him, the negotiation ended there.
“Pretty good judgment. Guess you didn’t climb to Holy Knight commander for nothing.”
“……”
Having successfully wrapped up the intimidation, Ashy flashed a satisfied smile.
Thirty percent of Gertong’s fortune was far too much for one person.
“Puppy, let’s go wait elsewhere. The Church will handle the cleanup anyway. Sticking around would just get in the way.”
“……”
We left the parlor and strolled the main building’s corridor.
We occasionally ran into Holy Knights.
“Check the servants’ dorms too. If you find the treasure vault, call for backup.”
“Yes!”
“Hero, good work.”
The Sun God Church’s Holy Knights bustled about.
Some carried armfuls of jewels and gold coins.
They were combing Gertong’s mansion, stripping anything of value.
Leaving the hardworking Holy Knights behind, we returned to the annex.
For me, baffling situations kept piling up.
The annex was quiet.
No servants in sight.
They’d vacated for the Holy Knights’ investigation.
They wouldn’t return now.
With Gertong dead so pointlessly, everyone working at the mansion was out of a job.
“Pants off.”
The moment we entered the annex guest room, Ashy commanded.
Whenever she planned to milk me, she always made me take off my pants myself.
I awkwardly hid my embarrassment and tugged down my waistband.
If she said strip, I stripped—I obeyed Ashy.
Last night, she’d drained my balls completely empty.
As a result, even standing before Ashy, I couldn’t get hard.
My limp balls and dick stayed adorably shrunken.
“Mm, good. Not even getting hard, huh?”
Ashy checked my state and smiled contentedly.
She clapped, nodded vigorously.
“Tell me if you get hard later.”
“Why?”
“Gotta squeeze it out right away.”
Ashy announced the milking as if it were obvious.
Induce ejaculation every erection to build stamina—that was the plan.
She didn’t consider my side at all.
She’d started last night, so I couldn’t rebel.
Whenever my dick was involved, Ashy turned merciless like this.
“Got a problem?”
Ashy stared straight at me and asked.
To her curt question, I barely shook my head in affirmation.
Then a thought struck me.
Why, starting last night, did only I have to go through this?
“Ashy, I’ll do you too.”
“Huh?”
I approached Ashy and grabbed her slender wrist.
It was amazing that these small, cute hands swung the holy sword and slew demons.
Ashy looked at me, not grasping the situation.
She seemed to have missed my words for a moment.
“I said I’ll do it too.”
“Do what?”
Since meeting Ashy, she’d casually sucked my dick whenever.
It was all on her whim, but I was grateful.
Without affection for me, she wouldn’t have sucked something filthy like my dick.
In that sense, I wanted to return the favor to Ashy.
“…No, it’s fine. I’m good.”
Ashy freaked out and waved her hands no.
She didn’t seem eager at all.
So what was I supposed to do?
Ashy hadn’t asked my permission either.
She’d just shoved my dick in her mouth and went for it.
I’d do the same.
Today, I resolved myself.
To lick Ashy’s pussy. I steeled my determination.
“Ashy, I feel bad just receiving.”
“…I said I’m fine.”
I stared at Ashy’s intense refusal and openly pouted.
I couldn’t hold back the gloom.
Our eyes met.
Ashy bit her lip hard.
She shook off my hand and extended her arm.
“Ah, seriously.”
“……”
“Fuck, that look! That look is cheating!”
“Aak…!”
Ashy grabbed my hair and yanked wildly.
Not enough to pull out strands—just playful tussling.
Ashy let go.
I rubbed my sore scalp, easing the faint pain.
“…That curious, huh?”
Her face turned serious, like she’d made up her mind, as she looked at me.
I swallowed hard.
She might allow it.
That vibe sharpened keenly.
“Y-yeah! Just, just receiving feels kinda…”
“……”
She hesitated, fumbling.
I needed to drive the wedge home while she wavered…
I recalled yesterday.
Picked words that especially excited Ashy and mentioned them.
“Ashy, we’re gonna get married, right?”
“…Married.”
“But a relationship where one side only receives won’t last long.”
If the giver was an unending spring and the receiver just obedient, it might work…
But I skipped the addendum.
“I grew up watching Mom and Dad’s ‘equal’ family. If I ever make my own, I wanna make one just like theirs.”
“…So?”
“All the things you do for me, I wanna do for you too, Ashy.”
You suck and lick my dick, so I’ll suck and lick your pussy.
Like cats grooming each other.
“……”
Ashy pondered my words deeply.
After chewing it over, her face twisted.
“You just wanna lick my pussy in the end.”
“……”
I couldn’t respond.
She’d nailed it.
“Haa.”
Ashy sighed deeply and reached for her pants.
She untied the drawstring and pulled them down.
“……”
Ashy took off her pants.
I saw it every day before sleep, but this felt different.
Facing it like this was more exciting.
Unthinkingly, I grabbed Ashy’s hand.
Stopped her from pulling off her panties too and cautiously asked,
“…C-can I take off your p-panties?”
“God, you’re full of demands, Kang Ajin.”
Ashy snorted and glared at me.
Her crooked smirk stabbed my heart.
“Again, again, again. That face. Ugh, fuck!”
Then she pulled her fingers off her panties.
“Kang Ajin, do whatever you want. Play as much as you like.”
She propped her leg cockily and spat curtly.
My dick twitched and started hardening.