Chapter 43 - Pure Love Always Ends in NTR
Chosen hero, me, Geum Taeyeon, right now I'm teetering on the edge of rage boiling over the top of my head. The reason? I've been waiting under this scorching sun for three damn hours straight.
"Taeyeon, isn't this a bit much?"
"Don't ask me..."
"Hey! You invited that woman, so it's all your fault! This is so fucking annoying! I should've been the hero instead of some loser nerd like you."
"Wh-why is this my... fault..."
Grumbles of discontent erupted from all around. The first to grill me about this bullshit was the saintess from the Holy Kingdom, Marel. She's got a calm personality, but the bitch keeps her distance just because I look gloomy. Then came the sharp-tongued white mage Seolhui, a woman from the same world as me—clearly with a filthy temper, as you can see.
"Well, picking someone with a mindset that shows up late to something this important? Yeah, that's on the hero to some extent."
"No, that's not...!"
"Exactly! How can you be a hero if you can't even judge people right?"
...Why the hell are these assholes blaming me? I didn't want to recruit that terrifying woman who makes my legs shake just looking at her either. The reason I picked these repulsive bitches—who remind me of the school bullies from my high school days—was all because of this status window message.
[Hero! For your great journey, you must recruit a party composed of chosen ones.]
[Recruit mage, 'Seolhui'; saintess, 'Marel Drecar'; warrior, 'Han Seyoung'!]
[Reward: A 'special' skill for your boring journey.]
That's right—for this special reward! I don't know what skill it'll be, but after the stress of recruiting these bitches, it better be something goddamn good.
'If it's some TS shit on these cunts, I'll bite my tongue and die. For real.'
Praying it was something useful, I waited for the last member of the group to finally show. Do these pricks even have a concept of time drilled into their skulls?
"Fuck this! I'm out! What the hell am I doing with a trash-tier hero like this?"
"W-wait just a little longer..."
"Wait for what? We've been sweating our asses off under this blazing sun for hours..."
"Hey, someone's coming over there?"
Shamble, shamble. Han Seyoung and her dildo were stuck together like glue, approaching from afar.
'Stuck together like that... it's just like seeing my high school crush dating the girl from the class next door. Fuck. I was so pissed when that slut bragged to the whole class about eating him up.'
Even after coming to this world, I hadn't gotten laid once. Sure, I lost my virginity in the tutorial to some tiny kid, but that was the end of my guy experience. For some reason, all the men in this world avoided me like the plague. Objectively speaking, I'm a beauty, but because I look gloomy, they wouldn't even talk to me.
'I should've kept that kid around.'
I thought I'd build a harem like the protagonist in some novel... So to avoid any loose ends, I tried to kill that kid from the tutorial right there on the spot. But my life in this isekai has been nothing but suffering. Luckily, I picked up some 'fortuitous encounters' and powered up fast, but I was still unpopular with guys.
"You're late."
"Yeah, stayed up all night fucking, slept in."
"Sis, we agreed not to talk about that!"
The way he bashfully buried his head against Han Seyoung was disgusting. A non-virgin slut reeking of pussy juice, don't act all pure like that!
"H-ha, Han Seyoung...! Why didn't you say she was coming?"
"You already know her, so no need for intros. Anyway, Han Seyoung, this is the white mage 'Seolhui'. And this is 'Marel', our party's healer and curse-lifter."
"Sure."
Seolhui looked shocked, clearly knowing Han Seyoung's reputation already. Han Seyoung seemed unfazed, used to that reaction. Well, yeah—in this party, the important ones are me the hero and Han Seyoung, so who cares about the extras.
"Is that masked boy next to you your little brother...?"
"Nah, my husband."
"H-husband?! Even if you're the top woman on the continent, getting involved with someone who looks that young is inappropriate!"
"Who said he's a kid? He's a full-grown adult."
"Ah, I see."
Marel clearly didn't buy it. Hell, even I can't believe that shrimp is an adult. Han Seyoung's probably lying about him being grown-up because marrying a kid is embarrassing.
-Grope
"Nngh... later..."
"See? A slut like this gonna be a kid? He's aged as much as his dick's long, so of course he's in heat when I grope him."
"Everyone's watching... stop touching..."
Are they seriously doing this right in front of me? Not content with groping his ass, what? Later? That filthy bitch is moaning like a whore. My fists clench on their own.
"So, you got that grand Maou assassination plan ready?"
"Yes, our Holy Kingdom's church spent five years perfecting the assassination route. We just have to execute it."
"Oh, nice."
Marel spilled the plan to her without hesitation—even though she hasn't told me yet. I'm the hero, so why treat Han Seyoung like the leader...? This is a party I recruited, so shouldn't I be the one in charge?
"Hold on, shouldn't you have told me the plan first?"
"First, we'll take out the Four Heavenly Kings guarding the Maou one by one. Right now, two are combat-ready. If we don't assassinate them, entering Maou Castle is impossible."
"W-wait..."
"Two? Including Lisa that I banished to the demon world from the surface, that's three, right?"
"She died suppressing a rebellion in her territory."
"The demon army's internal situation is worse than we thought?"
'These bitches...!'
Treating me like I'm invisible and plotting among themselves...! They're just like those class trash who planned trips without me back in school! But complaining like back then won't change shit. Steel myself, I decided to speak up.
"Ahem...!"
"Yes, exactly. It's serious. They're in unprecedented chaos right now."
"Related to the Maou weakening?"
"Can I say something?"
"Probably the underlings rising up as the higher-ups lose power."
"Hey...! Listen to me!"
"Lisa dying mid-transformation means strong foes are positioned there. We need to keep that in mind."
It was stolen. In just minutes after she arrived, that woman snatched the most important leader position in the party—hell, my pride too. Well, technically I never had leader treatment to begin with, so not stolen. But being treated like air is a new low.
"It's too hot here. We've waited too long! Let's go somewhere cool."
"Yes, let's. Oh, there's a cafe right there."
"A cafe...?"
Seolhui grumbled about her situation. Marel smiled brightly in agreement and pointed to the nearby building.
"Shall we?"
"Ah, Sejun-ah. Run ahead and snag a table with space underneath. You've got work to do."
"Ugh... got it."
The hotshots get everything. Men, popularity, power, status—all of it. Meanwhile, the losers get denied even the chance to crawl for scraps. Here, the hotshot is Han Seyoung. The loser is me. I thought I'd finally climbed to hotshot status, but then an even bigger hotshot like Han Seyoung shows up and crushes everything.
-Crunch
Something inside me snapped. Whoosh—a square message window popped up in front of my eyes.
[Party recruitment success! Skill granted.]
[Skill, "Hypnosis App" added.]
[Hypnosis App: Control others as you please! Use it to relieve boredom! Hypnosis starts weak and gradually strengthens.]
This is all on you bitches. You brought it on yourselves.
***
'Tight...'
As Han Seyoung said, I entered the cafe first and crawled under a quiet table. Even my small body found it cramped, so I had to stay still.
-Ding-a-ling
Soon, the shop door opened. Footsteps approached my hiding spot.
"Let's order something. Coffee for me."
"Same for me."
"Me too."
"I-I'll have a cool strawberry juice."
From the voices, I could tell where Han Seyoung was sitting. Tap-tap—She patted her thigh a few times. A signal for me? I crept closer carefully, without a sound. Her short shorts left her thighs bare.
'Lick slowly over the clothes?'
-Slurp...
I gripped Se-young's thighs and gently licked between her legs. The fabric was thick enough I wondered if she'd feel it on her pussy.
"Hnn..."
"Hm? You okay?"
"N-no..."
Her pussy must be sensitive. Just a light touch of my tongue, and Han Seyoung's body twitched. I straightened up and slowly dragged my tongue up and down.
"By the way, where's your husband, Seyoung-nim?"
"Ah, uh... h-he said his stomach hurt, so he's in the b-bathroom..."
"Hnnngh..."
The fabric's unique texture and weird taste hit my tongue. Gotta do it right. Slowly, carefully, I pulled down her shorts.
"...!"
Suddenly pulling them down made her tremble faintly. Luckily, the long tablecloth hid her lower half completely.
"Chuuup... slurp..."
"Hearing some weird noises."
"Ahem! Let's talk strategy."
"Haa..."
A bright red panty filled my view. The crotch was slightly damp—she was excited. No need for that anymore. I tugged her panties down a bit.
-Smack, slide, slurp! Chuuup...
I kissed her pussy once like a smooch, then rubbed the insides of her thighs with my lips and cheeks. Sipping the leaking juices, I slowly teased her pussy.
"Hngh..."
"Han Seyoung, this is a public place... that kind of lewd stuff is a problem."
"Didn't know you were such a slut."
Shit, busted? Well, with moans like that, only an idiot wouldn't notice. I decided to go all out openly.
-Chuuup, slurp. Slurrrp, gulp, gulp, chuuuup!
"Hnnngh, ha..."
"Eek! If you grab my hair like that..."
Han Seyoung's patience finally snapped. She yanked my hair hard, shoving my face deep between her thighs. Forcing my head up and down made gulping sounds escape my mouth.
"Hnnngh...!"
-Squirt, squirt
Pussy juice finally gushed onto my face. I crawled out from under the table and sat on Han Seyoung's lap.
"Let's observe public etiquette."
Marel scolded with a look of disgust.