The Supply Depot's Bounty
Fortunately, they managed to find food and drinking water.
It was all frozen vacuum-packed retort meals and potable water.
The food side had been frozen and vacuum-sealed, and Calsorn Empire foodstuffs possessed extremely long shelf lives, so there was no real problem. The quantity was large enough that they could eat their fill for several months—provided they could endure the unease of consuming two-thousand-year-old food.
Right after that, they hit an unexpected jackpot in the supply depot.
Calsira held up a semi-transparent garment with the thin, rubbery texture of a second skin and cheered.
"Look at this! It's a military nano suit!"
There were only two, but they had found military nano suits. And if they were Calsorn Empire issue, they far surpassed anything sold on the open market.
Waste decomposition, body-temperature regulation, suit morphing, self-healing, self-repair, physical enhancement, and a personal shield. With one of these, playing hero was no longer just a dream.
"Um… may I take this one?"
Calsira, who had already begun treating Jincheon as their leader without quite realizing it, asked carefully.
"Why not? Put it on."
"Thank you!"
The moment permission was granted, Calsira moved toward a corner to strip and don the nano suit. First-time use required complete nudity for biometric registration and a host of other calibrations.
"Wait."
"Yes?"
"Put it on right here."
"…Excuse me?"
"I'm curious how it actually goes on."
"Th-that… if you just try it yourself…"
"Watching myself put one on and watching someone else put one on are two completely different feelings."
"Ugh…"
From the look in Jincheon's eyes, Calsira understood at once that the reason he had given was nothing more than a flimsy excuse.
He wants me…
Ever since they had secured food and water, the faint impatience in his gaze had settled into something leisurely and predatory. In a vast ruin where the only living beings were themselves, as long as they had food and a place to sleep, there stood the Lust Emperor—capable of unleashing his lust without rest for months—and two beautiful women. What would follow was something anyone could imagine.
Calsira instinctively sensed that "that" was about to begin again and carefully started peeling off her pilot suit. Refusal would change nothing in the end. The only difference was whether it happened willingly or by force.
Psssh—
The pilot suit, inflated with air to counteract the G-forces of mecha operation, collapsed with a long hiss of escaping pressure. Once she unlocked it, her skin was lightly sheened with sweat. The suit issued to her was an older model; air circulation had clearly been poor.
Jincheon stepped close, lifted one of her arms above her head, and murmured,
"As expected, the scent of a beauty who's worked up a light sweat is fragrant."
"W-wait a second! Not there…!"
Slurp—
"Hihk!"
Startled by the sudden attention to her armpit, Calsira tried to pull away. The tip of his tongue, however, traced the deepest, most delicate fold once, and her body jerked as if she had taken an electric shock.
Having already taken the Lust Emperor's seed, her body was steadily transforming from a woman into a receptive female. Sensation that should have felt repulsive melted into sweet, corrosive pleasure that ate away at her reason.
Slurp— slurrp—
"Hmm. The taste here is different from a Terran's after all. Same humanoid form, same chemical composition of sweat, and yet…"
"Th-stop…"
Calsira's already red skin flushed an even deeper crimson at the sight of Jincheon calmly appraising the flavor of her armpit sweat. Fortunately he seemed to have no intention of going further just yet; he withdrew his tongue.
"Right. There's still a lot left to check. No point wasting time here."
"Haa… haa…"
Barely free of his hands, Calsira finished stripping off the pilot suit and pressed the nano suit against her bare skin. She then pressed her palm to the single small metal disc. The suit disassembled into a fine mist and began reconfiguring itself to her body.
Shrrrrr—
The semi-transparent membrane shifted to a cool gray-blue, molding itself so perfectly that every curve of her body stood out in sharp relief. Dense, metallic blue plating then formed over her crotch, breasts, flanks, back, and thighs, reinforcing the vital areas most likely to take a hit.
"Tch. Whoever designed this has no idea what a man wants to see."
Everything, crotch included, should have been skintight for maximum viewing pleasure. Still, the rear view was satisfying enough.
Jincheon muttered under his breath, stripped off his own clothes, and donned the remaining nano suit. With his abilities he had no real need for one, but he had transmigrated into a sci-fi world—surely he was entitled to try the gear at least once.
Something microscopic is seeping into my body. Nano machines, then.
Machines so fine that even those who had reached the realm of internal observation could barely sense them flooded in, activating every cell.
The fit is incredible.
Even clinging like a second skin, the suit breathed perfectly; there was not the slightest sense of constriction. It was no exaggeration to say one could wear it for an entire year without ever wanting to take it off.
Once the suit finished calibrating, Jincheon lightly clenched his fist and threw a punch with a touch of real force.
"Hup."
Kwa-jijijik!
"Kya!?"
"!!"
Calsira and Heliane both flinched hard as the metal wall suddenly crumpled inward.
Wh-wh-what…!?
Heliane, who had been watching only for a chance to flee, was especially stunned. He had merely swung a fist through empty air, yet the wall looked as though something massive had smashed into it.
"…This is inconvenient."
Even Jincheon sounded startled.
I never expected it would enhance my body as well.
His muscle density—already refined past the limits of his species through repeated breakthroughs—had been pushed still further by the nano machines. If a casual punch could dent metal plating with wind pressure alone, the power that would result once he added Tushinryeok was something even he could not fully imagine.
Filing away the knowledge that the nano suit could make him stronger still, Jincheon stripped it off again.
I don't need it right now. Just store it for later.
He grabbed a duffel-bag-style pack from among the depot supplies and stuffed the suit inside.
"Why aren't you using it?"
"My existence is already a cheat key. Stack another cheat key on top of that and where's the fun in a fight?"
"Huh?"
"Hard to explain in words. Stick around long enough and you'll understand naturally."
"Yeees…"
Calsira tilted her head in confusion, but Jincheon offered no further clarification.
Better to keep it in reserve and give it to that one after I've made her my female.
He had already decided it would be smarter to claim Heliane first and then put a nano suit on her. At the very least she would not die to some stray bullet. In this world people died far too easily; unless she was right beside him, even Jincheon would have trouble protecting her.
"Next stop—the hangar."
"Yes."
As she answered, Calsira kept staring at the crumpled wall left by Jincheon's empty-air punch. She had tried the same motion in secret; her fist produced nothing of the sort.
Did he just luck into a special nano suit? No—if that were true it wouldn't have been stored exactly like mine. Just what is Jincheon-nim, really?
At first she had assumed he was a Terran who had undergone extreme bio-enhancement and crash-landed on this planet by accident. The power he had just displayed overturned that theory from the ground up. Bio-enhanced soldiers did grow stronger in nano suits, but not to this absurd degree. If the Terra Federation could produce soldiers of that caliber, they would have reaped endless benefits as special operatives—assassinations, black ops, the works. Yet the present Terra Federation was merely one mid-tier power among countless others in the galaxy.
While her mind spun with questions about him—
Kwaaaak!
"Hithyaang!?"
Jincheon's hand clamped hard around Calsira's unprotected ass.
Pachik! Kwak!
At the same instant came the sharp crack of the surface shield shattering. A Calsorn Empire nano suit would recharge its shield automatically given time, but that was not the issue.
"Wh-what are you…"
"Gotta check how much defense the suit actually has, right?"
Knead!
"Hahheung!"
He worked her ass so thoroughly the shape of it began to distort. The slick texture of the suit combined with the firm resilience of her flesh created a novel, addictive sensation. The nano suit could stop bullets and blades, yet it did nothing to prevent groping and kneading.
Kwaaaak!
"Wouldn't want you feeling left out, would we?"
"Hhaat!"
Next he seized Heliane's ass just as hard—the woman he had been leading by a rope. Fondling both beauties' rears at once, savoring the dual flowers in his hands, Jincheon set off toward the hangar and steadily increased the pressure.
"You despicable piece of—!"
Putzurruk!
"Hahoot!"
Heliane had been about to hurl another curse when the meat ring that had been lodged in her anus suddenly popped free, the rush of sensation tearing a moan from her throat.
"Hey. This came out of your asshole. Funny how it's completely coated in intestinal fluid, isn't it?"
Jincheon held the ring up in front of her eyes. The blunt, S-curved piece of metal was slick and glistening.
"Eut…"
Seeing the very object that had been buried inside her only moments earlier, Heliane first tried to look away in humiliation and shame.
This… is the smell that came from my own anus…?
But when he brought the ring closer to her nose, the scent invaded her brain and her body began to grow hypersensitive.
Tzzpuk! Puuk!
"Hiiiit!?"
"Kyakh!"
Thick index fingers plunged into both women's asses all the way to the root. The foreign intrusion sent waves of pleasure through them; they rose onto their tiptoes without thinking, bodies trembling. Without prior anal experience the mere entry of a finger should have been pure pain. Sensitized by Jincheon's power, however, they felt pain and pleasure tangled together.
"This nano suit has ridiculous elasticity. I never expected it would stretch this deep."
"Kit… krheuut…!"
"This side's asshole is softly sucking my finger in too. Soft skin all over, so the inside's soft as well, huh?"
"Th-that's… not… hahheung…! Ah… don't… stir… inside… maat…!"
As Jincheon calmly appraised both of their anal holes, the two women scowled in mortification.
"All right, let's pick up the pace."
"W-wait a second…! If you push that hard—heuthaaang!"
"Hahoooot…!"
They were already on the verge of climax from their asses alone, yet Jincheon simply kept walking at his own pace while his fingers worked. Their lower backs had gone weak with pleasure; matching his stride was impossible.
"Heuthaaang!"
"Hgeuk! Aeuut!"
He stirred his fingers in lewd circles, and soon the two women were being half-dragged along by the very fingers buried in their rears.
"Kithyaaang!"
Midway, Heliane climaxed; love juice ran down the insides of her thighs.
"W-wait… wait just a—! Let me rest a little…!"
Tzzkkeuk!
"Hhaaaaang!"
Her body was hypersensitive in the afterglow. Even so, Jincheon's finger only pressed harder, grinding against the rectal wall as if determined to erase his own fingerprint through sheer friction. The fresh surge of pleasure drove her over the edge again; love juice spurted like a water gun. Still his fingers never stopped, continuing to toy with both women's anuses without mercy.
"Beyond this door is the hangar. Looking forward to seeing what's inside."
"Haa… haa…!"
"Ssaek… ssaek…"
After what felt like an eternity they finally reached the hangar. Both women were gasping, bodies wrung out from multiple climaxes.
A quick look around showed that the hangar, unlike the other chambers, possessed both a massive vehicle-scale door and a smaller personnel door. Jincheon naturally chose the side entrance—and the moment the vista opened before him, he completely forgot he was still tormenting the two women's asses.
Row upon row of identical mechas stood waiting, and among them a single ship sat with its hatch wide open.
"Heh… heh… hehahahaha!"
Jincheon threw his head back and laughed at the sight of the countless mechas filling the hangar. Why did so many nations, mercenaries, and explorers risk everything hunting ancient ruins? The answer had just slammed into him with physical force, and his laughter rolled on and on.