This Doesn't Count Because I Didn't Enjoy It!! (1)
Botal Rabbit lounged on the expansive pink sofa in the Rabbit Hole penthouse, dressed in comfortable loungewear as she sipped beer and watched TV.
More than a month had passed since the last incident, yet she and Iron Colossus still hadn't made any attempt to explore that particular "sexual preference" of hers.
It was only natural. Suggesting she sleep with another man wasn't the kind of thing you could casually bring up, and Iron Colossus wasn't the type to pressure her anyway.
Their occasional nights together remained perfectly ordinary, and each day passed exactly like the one before it. At least until three weeks ago.
- Click.
The news had been repeating the same damn script for days. Botal Rabbit switched channels and took another swig of beer.
- Click.
The current affairs programs were all the same, too.
- Click.
Even the conspiracy nuts shouting at the top of their lungs were exactly the same.
- Click! Click! Click!!
No matter how many times she flipped, it was nothing but terror attacks!
Feeling like the entire world had singled her out for isolation, Botal Rabbit gloomily chugged the rest of her beer.
Villains were running wild, yet here she was—an S-class hero—stuck on standby!
"This is all wrong! Even Iron Colossus is busy!!"
So busy he couldn't even come home.
Eight Bomber was a bomb terrorist. Bombings inevitably caused complex building collapses.
Capturing the perpetrator was the job of combat heroes.
But rescuing people from the rubble of collapsed buildings was the primary duty of "disaster support heroes."
Therefore, with explosions rocking Seoul every single day, Iron Colossus had no chance to rest.
In fact, no hero did.
Except for her and a tiny handful of others.
For nearly a full month without Iron Colossus, she had fallen into a state of severe sexual frustration.
Even trying to sleep at night, her body burned and throbbed.
When she thought about relieving herself, memories of that day would flash through her mind and make her flinch.
Whenever she tried to masturbate, she'd constantly tremble at the thought that Iron Colossus might suddenly open the door and walk in.
In the end she'd gotten so irritated that she'd deleted her entire treasured collection!
A crisis like none she'd ever faced before had descended upon her. To think that the rabbit hero, trapped in Always in Heat, was now also under Masturbation Ban and Sex Ban!
Always in Heat — PERMANENT (Rabbit Hero)
Masturbation Ban — ENFORCED
Sex Ban — ENFORCED
After three weeks of passing out drunk on sleep because she could neither advance nor retreat, the now razor-edged Botal Rabbit began pounding her fists against the sofa.
"What kind of national emergency response team is this! What Seventh Division!! This is a national emergency right noooow!!"
The nation had forbidden her deployment. To be exact, they were holding her in reserve as emergency power for a potentially larger crisis.
No matter how much heroes resembled celebrities, they were still on the government's payroll in the end.
She wasn't exactly a civil servant or soldier... but she was something awkwardly in-between—an outsider to the national institutions.
In daily life she faced no interference, possessed super-legal authority and immunity, and enjoyed near-total tax exemption on her personal earnings, yet...
In disaster situations like this, she couldn't ignore orders from the national control tower.
"Ugh... ugh...!!"
- Click, click! Click! Click!!
While flipping channels at random, she suddenly froze at one particular news report. It was a Gyeonggi Province local broadcast.
"This is it!!"
Botal Rabbit shot to her feet and began putting on her hero suit. The tight high-leg leather suit, perky rabbit ears, and pristine white gloves took her only three seconds to don.
"The villain I caught has escaped! Then it's only common sense that I catch him again!!"
She tore her eyes from the TV, threw open the terrace window, and leaped into the air with a bounce.
Behind her, the TV continued to broadcast the news.
*
- Creeeeak. Thud!
"That section's collapsing! Hold it uuuup!!"
"Understood."
- Rrrrrumble...!!
"Complex collapse detected in Sector C on the 13th floor! Determine collapse radius and begin locating remaining survivors!!"
"Three civilians on the 12th floor! Life signs confirmed! Two children and one adult!"
"Moving out."
- KWAANG! Fwoooosh!!
"Gas line's ruptured! Seventeenth floor!! Don't we have any heroes with firefighting or disaster mitigation powers??"
"Just connect the water hose. I'll head up myself."
After the chaos finally died down, Iron Colossus—his entire body caked in soot—managed to sit down for the first time in thirty-eight hours.
With an expressionless face, he brushed the dust from his hands with a few dull pats. A cold water bottle suddenly touched his cheek.
"Drink."
He followed the bottle upward with his eyes and found Onyx Knight standing there, looking just as filthy as he was. She grinned at him.
"It's been a while since we've had this much work, huh?"
"...It has."
"Don't worry. I'm sure those faaaamous, oh-so-capable heroes will catch that bastard just fine on their own."
"Yeah."
Iron Colossus gave a short reply, took the bottle, and gulped it down.
No matter how much of a physical reinforcement type he was—especially one specialized in body hardening—thirty-eight hours of hard labor would exhaust anyone.
In fact, two more heroes from the Borderland Golems had already been evacuated due to injury and overwork.
In reality, only he and Onyx Knight remained on site. The other heroes rushed in as support had zero experience with this kind of work.
Disaster support isn't something you can solve with strength alone...
Onyx Knight clicked her tongue. To the higher-ups, it probably looked like nothing more than moving construction materials with brute force.
But the critical point of a building's central axis, the wiring inside, the layout of gas and water pipes, the specific collapse patterns based on materials, the physical mechanisms of how damage transferred from the explosion site—plus the technique of locating civilians who hadn't evacuated yet and extracting them safely from the debris.
This wasn't a scene that could be handled by power alone. That's why they needed better heroes.
Yet those better heroes had no interest in the "clean-up" work. So the pool of specialists had dried up until only the two of them remained.
"You really don't need to call her?"
"She's on standby. She'll be at home."
A hero on standby couldn't even visit the convenience store in front of their house. If it was discovered they'd left the hero base when an emergency deployment order came down, it would cause problems.
Since Botal Rabbit understood her duty as a hero better than anyone, she was surely holed up at home.
Iron Colossus finished the rest of the water, folded the plastic bottle into a neat square, slipped it into his pocket, and stood up.
"Why don't you rest a little longer? We've still got more than twenty minutes until the next hero deployment."
"I need to check the site conditions during those twenty minutes."
"Ugh... you're so stubborn. Fine. Let's go together."
Checking only when they deployed would be too late. When entering a building on the verge of collapse, visual observation from outside was essential.
Knowing this, Onyx Knight still wished he would rest even a little more.
But Iron Colossus simply walked out with his usual stoic expression, footsteps heavy.
*
Yeon-ha had to change her clothes midway.
Botal Rabbit's suit was far too conspicuous, and she was currently under legal orders not to leave the base.
As ordinary as possible. Bright and spring-appropriate.
She put on a flowing black tennis skirt, a white blouse, and a pink knit cardigan, then added a mask.
Even the medical mask that covered half her face couldn't hide her beauty.
Even the oversized knit that should have been loose couldn't conceal how her enormous breasts aggressively pushed the fabric outward.
Simply by walking, she drew countless piercing stares from people around her...
Ugh...
The eyes sliding over her body felt obscene.
Thanks to senses already sharpened to the extreme by her long sexual frustration, she could even hear the wet gulp of men swallowing as they passed.
When the wind lifted her skirt even slightly, men stared as if trying to lick every inch of the view.
These civilians who would bow their heads in respect if they knew her identity... were currently looking at her like they wanted to devour her.
Colossus... you idiot.
She walked with sharp, ladylike clicks, pretending to be an ordinary citizen.
I'm not into being assaulted by villains.
She knew her own sexual fantasies better than anyone—perhaps even better than Iron Colossus.
Obviously, since she had personally selected every single video in her collection.
Her taste, to put it simply...
Being taken by pathetic men...
Men who had less strength, status, power, and ability than her in every way. Being overpowered by such men.
Being pinned beneath them, moaning, eventually writhing and acting coquettish.
In other words, it was horrific masochism.
But that's completely different from reality!
She had dignity to uphold as Botal Rabbit. More than that, she had basic common sense as a person.
Sexual fantasies were just fantasies. They must never become reality. Especially not in a situation like this.
She was a perfectly rational person, an adult woman capable of self-control. Besides, it wasn't as if Iron Colossus couldn't perform in bed!
Huu...♡
She hadn't even realized her pussy had grown slick from just a brief fantasy as her heels continued their sharp, rhythmic clicks against the pavement.