Even the Blonde Foreign Beauty Was a Virgin

By the time I got home, Siyoung and Heejeong were already fast asleep on the queen-size bed I’d brought back. Their faces looked so peaceful I didn’t have the heart to wake them. They must have stayed up all night talking while they waited for me before finally passing out.

Instead, I slipped in between them. A low, sleepy groan slipped out as I settled in, hands already cupping and lazily kneading both their asses until I drifted off.

— Apocalypse, Day 4.

I’d checked the time before falling asleep, yet my eyes snapped open after only four hours. My boosted stamina seemed to speed up recovery too. I rolled over, filled one hand with Siyoung’s soft, springy breasts, and started sorting out the day’s plans.

Today I’d set up barbed wire. Even monsters clearly mark their territory, so there was no reason I couldn’t do the same. Part of me worried that a half-assed fence would just scream “people live here,” but the need for basic defense won out.

That would finish the first round of scavenging. My second round focused on a generator, a portable shower, a camping toilet—lots of extras. Luckily water and electricity were still running. From every novel I’d read, both usually died within a week or two.

‘Electricity’s still on… does that mean the nuclear plants are still operating?’ I seemed to remember hearing that a third of the country’s power came from nuclear. Fuck. If one of those went up, we’d all be dead. Still, I doubted the author of this world was incompetent enough to end everything with a nuclear explosion. Even for them, that would be a pretty lame finale.

“Mmm…”

Siyoung had been clinging to me like a teddy bear. When I kept shifting around she rolled over, still asleep. The new position made it even easier to play with her tits.

Huh? Wait…

I slid one hand lower, squeezing her ass before slowly tugging her sweatpants down. Pale, smooth skin revealed itself under my fingers. I didn’t know what kind of dream she was having, but her pussy was already a little wet. Still, it wasn’t enough.

Carefully—so carefully I wouldn’t wake her—I teased her clit, then rubbed the sensitive spot right at her entrance.

Preparation complete.

Hehehe, time to enjoy this sleeping college girl’s pussy~

Squish—!

I drove straight in with one thrust.

“Haaahng!”

“Haah… Oppa… what are you doing…?”

“Hehehe. I told you to stay asleep, didn’t I? Would’ve been perfect if you hadn’t woken up. Why the fuck are you ruining it?”

“Hngh… Haang… Then I’ll just go back to sleep. So please enjoy your meal, Oppa♡”

Siyoung pretended to be asleep, squeezing her eyes shut and continuing the act. But moans kept leaking from her lips, and she bit her lower ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lip hard, trying to endure.

“Hey. Stop acting and just kiss me already.”

I was already rock hard. Might as well fuck her properly.

“Haaang♡”

“Haa… You’re as energetic as ever, Master.”

I kept pounding until Heejeong, lying on my other side, finally stirred. Then—

Spurt—!

I finished the morning mission.

“Heejeong. Clean it up.”

“Yes, Master… Mmph.”

Next time I’ll try to fuck them without waking either one. Heh.

—

Still, this actually felt like real living. Yesterday I’d ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠woken up on that stone bed feeling like my whole body had been beaten with a hammer. A queen-size bed was pure heaven by comparison. When I first saw the 4.2 million won price tag I couldn’t understand it, but now I got it. Did that include the frame? Didn’t matter. Anything that wrapped around my body this comfortably was worth it. The plush feel was just like Siyoung’s breasts.

Squeeze, squeeze.

Sink—

Hmm… Comparing them directly, Siyoung’s were definitely softer and bouncier. If I could mass-produce this texture and sell it, it’d be a goldmine. Too bad the world had already ended.

Inside the collapsed ruins. A space so dark not even a sliver of light could enter.

“…”

Lee Jihye had come to church with her parents when the apocalypse began. For three days now she had been trapped in this darkness. The service had just ended and they were about to head home when people suddenly started biting and attacking each other. Then a massive red shape appeared in her vision—

CRASH—!

The church building had been smashed apart.

“Sob… Hic…”

Her parents seemed to have died under the debris. The image of falling rubble crushing their heads kept replaying in her dreams, making sleep almost impossible. But opening her eyes changed nothing. Whether they were open or closed, everything was pitch black. In this empty void where she couldn’t even see her own hands, all she could do was think.

She had at least checked her surroundings with her phone’s flashlight, but the battery died quickly. Three days of running scenarios only inside her head had filled her mind with every kind of distracting, painful thought.

Zombies. The fire truck accident. Her parents’ final rest. Those three things were clear.

‘I’ll probably… die soon too.’

Drip. Drip—

A few drops of water fell onto her face. Groundwater must have broken through and was soaking the rubble that trapped her. The droplets kept brushing her cheek. Those drops had kept her alive until now, yet they also tormented her more than anything. She remembered hearing about an ancient torture where they wrapped a cloth over someone’s face and let water drip endlessly onto their forehead. She was living it in real time.

On top of that, her soaked clothes and the freezing early-winter air had probably given her hypothermia. Her body shivered constantly. Every time wind brushed her skin, pain shot through her like electricity.

To the Lord’s side…

No. She didn’t doubt the Lord existed. But it seemed He had no intention of saving this earth. Then who was she supposed to believe in?

With no clear target left, she simply continued the prayers she had repeated since childhood, out of habit.

…

Just as she was slowly fading—

“Is anyone there?”

A single ray of light pierced the darkness. Salvation had come.

‘Ah…’

I was on my way to the hardware store for barbed wire. There had to be one nearby, but without a map I had to head farther out. Heejeong only knew one location. This was exactly why I needed to level up fast. The minimap’s range was visibly expanding; eventually I’d be able to see the whole city, maybe even the province.

Thanks to that range, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I also discovered something nice.

Flap, flap— Splash—

Either the sushi restaurant hadn’t been looted yet or its aquarium was tucked inside where no one noticed. Twenty flatfish were still swimming around.

Fuuuuck yeah. Tonight we’re having sashimi!

A slice of raw fish, wasabi, and a bowl of rice—basically sushi. My mood shot straight up. Even the zombies I met on the way looked prettier than usual.

Slice.

Pretty or not, I still gave them a shabby sword as a present.

Inside the hardware store I stored several rolls of the barbed wire you see on military fences in my inventory. That should be more than enough to surround my sweet home.

Things were going smoothly today.

After finishing up and turning to head back, a single white dot appeared on the minimap. There was also what looked like an old stone tomb or royal burial mound. Someone was probably trapped inside. Fire truck. Cross. The situation was easy to piece together.

Since it was pitiful, I figured I might as well save them. It’d be even better if they were pretty.

‘Status window.’

I needed strength for heavy lifting, so I put six points there. Another six went into agility to synergize with my acceleration skill. The last two went into stamina—sex was basically a stamina contest anyway. It also fit the current situation.

Lifting and moving the rubble was easy with my new strength, but I had to be careful not to cause a collapse. If it buried her, that was just her fate. With that mindset I flipped the biggest pieces over. Slowly her shape became ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠visible.

“Is anyone there?”

No answer. But the minimap still showed the white dot, so she wasn’t dead yet. The rubble around her was soaked, which meant she probably had a cold or worse. Not in good shape.

Finally I could see her clearly. I moved quickly and pulled her free. She looked young, so my conscience actually reacted for once.

But the real problem was—fuck, why are you reacting?

My dick was twitching with interest while I was trying to rescue someone. I was genuinely confused. I had never reacted to minors. Ever. It caused me a lot of worry back in school and was actually a big reason I went down the wrong path. Funny thing was, once I started visiting prostitutes it worked just fine.

‘Ah, minimap—female tab.’

Wait, twenty-seven? She’s older than me? A noona?

The fact that the blonde beauty sleeping in front of me used to be an evangelist was surprising, but learning she was actually twenty-seven and therefore my noona was even more shocking. The virgin part wasn’t surprising at all. Fucking her would technically be a crime. Then again, I was already a criminal. Heh.

Christians had that whole premarital purity thing, so it wasn’t that strange. I offered a small prayer to whatever god might be listening.

‘Thank you for instituting such a wonderful system.’

I bowed my head slightly.

She was about 155 centimeters tall. The average height for adult Korean women was 161, so she wasn’t unusually small—just petite. What made her look younger was her hollowed cheeks from not eating, combined with the remaining baby fat on her face and those big, round eyes. Her overall cuteness helped the misunderstanding. A round face, small stature, and A-cup chest created an impression that could easily cause legal misunderstandings.

In a world where laws had disappeared it was funny to worry about legality, but since she was older it was fine. Besides, she was insanely hot. Even in her current exhausted state her basic proportions were excellent. Once I fed her properly she’d definitely become beautiful.

Were her breasts naturally A-cup? Maybe they’d grow a bit if she ate well. I gave the chest of the girl sleeping like the dead a thorough squeeze. The texture was still surprisingly lively.

Hmm. I’d have to raise her and see.

I had obtained a blonde, foreign-looking, doll-like virgin noona.