Si-Young Finally Wears It. Hooray!
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"Ah. Oppa, you're back~"
The sound of rapid footsteps pattered toward me. She was hurrying over with a bright, refreshing smile to greet me, but the moment she saw Jihye's condition her face crumpled into a frown.
"Oppa… didn't you say you were going out hunting? What exactly is going on here?"
"Shut up. I'm still not satisfied, so strip and wait on all fours over there."
"Hehe. Yesss~♡"
Si-young laughed as if her little scheme had worked perfectly. She wiggled her plump ass from side to side while peeling off her clothes. I even used Hee-jung once—she'd been sneaking glances from the side the whole time.
After that, I taught the now-lucid Jihye how to store the wilting vegetables and the food that was nearing its expiration date into the inventory, then left the house.
Today I planned to get a rough grasp of the local power structure. My Minimap had only covered about half of Uiwang City so far, so I needed to move around and check things myself. Still, this was a huge improvement. Covering all of Korea might be impossible, but it looked like it would take quite a while before the map expanded enough to map out even Gyeonggi Province.
I'd already felt it when raising my stats. The difference between Strength 10 and Strength 20. Numerically it was only double, yet the actual power I felt was more than twice that. If stats grew exponentially, maybe abilities worked the same way. If I'd been a little smarter I probably would have figured it out already. The calculations were just such a pain.
When I traveled I used a mountain bike I'd found. Just in case, I tried a motorcycle too, but of course that didn't work. Fuck. I avoided fights as much as possible, but I couldn't dodge them all.
Screeeeech— Ratatatat.
Knife in hand, boosted by my increased stamina and strength, pedaling the bike let me move ridiculously fast. At that speed, simply holding the blade out was enough to send zombie heads flying into the sky like macabre decorations. The sound of them hitting the ground only reached me faintly after I'd already left them far behind.
I finally understood why people fought on horseback. The thrill of speed, and—this was surprisingly pleasurable. I could easily get addicted.
I wasn't planning to join any of these groups just because I'd scouted them. It would only cause endless annoying problems for my women, and jealous bastards would definitely pop up. In my opinion, several forces were probably already being led by hunters. In an era where power is law, the government was nowhere to be seen. As awakened grew exponentially stronger, the gap between them and ordinary people only widened. Survivors were naturally gathering around the hunters who could actually protect them.
I'd remember them for later use. From what I saw today, every faction had internal conflicts. Those cracks would be useful.
If you divided Uiwang City on a map, it looked like a chicken drumstick. The fact that districts were basically meaningless was the real problem. Anyway, we were located in the western part.
Hmm. About twenty women in this direction.
I carried the map with me and wrote everything down carefully. Sure enough, there were no large-scale organizations yet. Most were scattered like small point-based groups.
As I moved eastward along the northern side—holy fuck. This was bad. Twelve hundred? What the hell? Just counting the women, twelve hundred meant the total force was around twenty-four hundred. It was hard to tell whether the men were dying quickly from acting arrogant or surviving by awakening in large numbers by chance, so I simply doubled the number. This place definitely needed a closer look.
Hiding where I could still see, I watched. On the fifth day they were already running what looked like a city-management simulation. Fuck, no wonder I was able to survive by blowing up gas stations. Everyone here was insanely busy.
They'd already built a decent first line of defense. On one side people carried construction materials, reinforcing barricades or stacking them into actual castle walls. Another team had dozens of people pushing a single car. Since there were many auto-related companies nearby, they had plenty of materials and variety to work with.
On another side, while eating, they had women lined up and were fucking them. Looked like they took turns. If I got in that line, would they let me have a go? Probably not.
After wandering around a bit I saw areas where people fought outside the walls, teams cooking food, teams carrying papers and checking information. They moved with real organization and worked hard.
Well, there were probably people slacking inside buildings or sick folks somewhere, but everyone visible looked busy. I occasionally saw groups escorting survivors toward the walls. Even children had survived this long. They really were decent people.
I'd been a little wary earlier, wondering if they'd suddenly turn hostile. But watching them take in children, elderly, women, and injured to protect them, it seemed they were a relatively neutral, good-aligned group.
The scene of eating and having sex at the same time was… a common economic system in this world. Reward those who exert strength with sex, reward those who exert their bodies with food. Without money, with food and supplies scarce, no one would work if they didn't get compensated. From the leadership's perspective, they also had to prepare for the future, so they would try to conserve resources as much as possible. Winter was coming and farming would be impossible. Unless they had a shop ability like me—or something similar—this was one of the few ways to feed so many mouths.
I once again realized I was a blessed character. I was working hard too, but the burden I felt was relatively light, so it stood out.
For now, neutral force confirmed. Moving south, there were indeed many small point organizations. The Minimap occasionally picked up groups of one or two hundred women, but nothing on the scale of the earlier faction.
After circling the whole area, my sluggish brain roughly calculated the numbers. About four thousand. Doubling it, eight thousand. Uiwang City used to have around one hundred eighty thousand residents. Surprisingly many had survived. I'd thought even one percent—eighteen hundred people—would be lucky. Of course, the Minimap only detected women. I couldn't completely rule out all-male groups.
More people than I expected were surviving in this narrow stretch of land, and any of them could become enemies at any time. Maybe I really should build my own organization. I'd already thought of a few candidate groups. Some looked like they'd be fun to join.
I didn't need to ask the girls' opinions. If I said I was moving, they'd all follow obediently. There was no chance they would refuse me. Honestly, even though I treated them like this bitch and that bitch and fucked them constantly, they weren't the kind of girls who would lose out anywhere. One was a healer, one was a pharmacist, one was… a pervert? Hard to find good traits there.
Sigh… Still, Si-young, you're pretty. Let's have a drink~
Thinking that, I headed toward a shopping center I'd spotted earlier. A lingerie store. Fuck, I was definitely going to make that Si-young bitch wear a bra at least once.
Oh, this is fucking hot. Taking it for sure.
I grabbed anything that looked moderately pretty and fit in my hand. How was I supposed to know my women's exact sizes? I'd groped them like crazy, but I didn't know the precise measurements. Thinking it might be useful later, I focused on ACE sizes. For reference, ACE referred to Jihye, Hee-jung, and Si-young's breast sizes.
The road home was already pitch-black night. Even with my increased stats letting me travel quickly, I had to stop to record information along the way. Above all, since I'd gone far anyway, I spent extra time clearing out every gas station I passed. I'd now finished every station in Uiwang City and the immediately neighboring areas. Today alone I'd blown up seven. I only gained two levels. Efficiency was dropping fast.
In the middle of it, some bearded uncle with a nasty face picked a fight: "Hey buddy. You don't look like you're from around here. What the hell are you doing with no common sense?"
I gave him a shabby dagger as a present. I threw it too fast, though, so he caught it with his face instead of his hand. Feeling a little sorry, I prayed that in his next life he'd be reborn as a pretty smiling girl through TS.
"Oppa's back."
"Welcome home, Master."
"Hehe. You're back, Oppa♡"
"Thank you for your hard work, Savior."
The women greeted me every single time I returned. It felt wonderful. They must have decided the order among themselves, because this time Jihye slipped into my arms. Squeeze—
"Did you miss me?"
Suuup, haaa— "Yesss♡"
Having finished her owner-verification, Jihye gave me a beautiful smile. If she'd had a tail it probably would have been spinning like a propeller.
"Alright. Attention."
She flinched. I pulled out a red lace lingerie set from the inventory and held it against her. Hmm. Fucking pretty. As expected of my taste. Thinking that, I walked into the living room and dumped everything from my inventory onto the floor.
Clap— Clap—
I clapped my hands. "Alright. Fashion show, begin."
"Wooow. Oppa, what is all this?"
"I brought it because of you, so you have to wear it."
"But mine never fits properly…"
Si-young started rummaging through the mountain of underwear, picking out her size and setting it aside. It looked exactly like someone shopping at Dongdaemun, which made me laugh.
"Savior, may I wear this one?"
Jihye held up the red lingerie I'd briefly checked over her clothes earlier and looked at me with sparkling eyes.
"Mm, wear that too. Pick out others. Actually—no. Jihye, come here. I'll dress you myself."
She'd get bored waiting alone. I'd play dress-up with Jihye.
"Yes, Savior♡"
"But being called Savior at the end of every sentence feels a bit weird. Don't you have anything else?"
She thought for a moment, then shook her head cutely. It was fucking adorable.
"Um… I don't know. Savior."
"Then just call me Jin-woo."
"Yes… Gu… I mean, Jin-woo-nim.♡"
That still sounded strange. But being called "Hey, Jin-woo" would be weirder, so I just nodded.
"Alright, arms up!"
Jihye thrust both arms into the air. On the side, Si-young was already casually getting undressed as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Thank goodness Hee-jung had stopped her earlier and dragged her away.
Sigh… The best part of a fashion show is not knowing what'll come out. You thoughtless bitch, Yu Si-young.