Chapter 25. Conflict. (4)
The seat beside him felt a little uncomfortable. Had she slept poorly?
Wang Sian, seated on the passenger side and yawning like a proper lady, caught herself and let out an awkward “Ah.”
“Mm? No, I slept fine.”
“Still tired?”
“Just a bit restless.”
In truth, the sleep claim was a lie. She had barely managed a wink—thanks to him.
The two, who had denied any connection, spent the night producing sounds that would have made anyone blush. Wang Sian’s irritation at Jang Hye-yeon’s honeyed lies grew hotter. She could only assume she had been toyed with.
Hah. So that’s how it was supposed to play out?
It was no different from openly cuckolding her. A challenge burned in her heart. Fine. If that was how things stood, she would not stay silent either.
Wang Sian stole a glance at Kang-jun.
Appearance: pass. Talent: pass. Personality: pass for now. And he even handled night duty so well.
She wanted to snatch him away from Jang Hye-yeon and make him hers in broad daylight. No longer his girl. And to make him roar at night just like yesterday. Just like that girl did.
Aaaah, it sent chills down my spine.
Electricity-like sparks raced from the tips of her toes all the way to her brain.
Wang Sian still believed Jang Hye-yeon’s peculiar, condescending gaze remained unchanged. Even since childhood, that habit had never been broken. She always thought the world revolved around “Noona is the best.”
Hmph. Just look at her, writhing beneath a man. Even if she insists Noona is supreme, that is simply her destiny.
But now Wang Sian felt she had surpassed Jang Hye-yeon by far. A C-class rising star with a prestigious family—and… herself.
She glanced sideways again. Once she produced a flawless husband, nothing would be more envious.
If I go after a girl like me, he’ll feel honored, won’t he?
Lost in that pleasant fantasy, she suddenly couldn’t fight her eyelids any longer and slipped into sleep.
Kang-jun, driving the scenic mountain road with steady breaths, glanced at the passenger seat. Wang Sian had already fallen fast asleep, mouth open, drooling.
Yeah. Pretend you saw nothing even if you did.
From the way she had clung to him earlier, calling him “oppa” and refusing to let go, her intentions were obvious. She must have overheard something from her father.
Honestly, she had no reason to ride with him to the branch alone. If branch duty truly mattered, she would have taken the van yesterday. He had already seen straight through both women’s schemes.
It was painfully obvious.
Wang Gang wanted him too.
That was why talent was best.
Of course, this wasn’t mere talent. It was decades of crossing countless lines and absorbing every experience. He felt the 3rd playthrough had paid off in spades, letting him reap even greater rewards in the 4th. …Until his spine suddenly went cold.
Fuck. I’m not going up to the 5th playthrough? No way…
Fun once or twice, but repeating the same thing endlessly would turn it into soul-crushing labor. Even if he loved sex, after a hundred or a thousand times with one woman, the novelty would vanish.
Kang-jun, bored with the long drive on the mountain road, opened the chat window and briefly possessed the middle-aged man.
- Bro lol new pussy lol - Lol new pussy lol - Still fresh though lol - Any fun stuff? Lol always the same gets boring lol - Hye-yeon and this bitch’s sex battle lol - The bitch who sucks the most dick wins lol - Lol is this sex or a fight? Lol - Both of them are gonna go all out lol - Nice atmosphere is heating up.
- Bro lol that’s next mission lol - ?? - ???????????????????? - Lol galgo-type old man lol - Been watching the whole time lol - Lol - If you give me a simple mini-mission I can do it lol gotta give carrots sometimes lol - Lol fuck carrot lol - Got whipped yet? lol - Whip me lol - Since it’s fresh, why not lol - Master is way too generous lol habit ruined lol - Aiouoooouou masteriiiiiiiiim!!!! - Fuck lol jwod lol piss-flirting bastard lol
I should have farted before those other bastards butted in.
- Master!! Ppuing ppuing!!! Always ready lol - Ah lol - Lol - Not master lol don’t cross lol - 600 coupons overflow lol now we’re at the danger zone lol
You fucking bastard!
- Oki oki, if you’re horny give it to me lol - Lol lol lol fuck you’re eyeing me lol - Lol lol lol - Lol lol lol lol lol lol lol - Real reader lol
The sedan sped for over an hour, leaving the mountain road and entering the city. Driving along the tree-lined streets, admiring the people, was quite enjoyable.
Wang Sian, who had been drooling and sleeping soundly, suddenly woke. Ah… She hurriedly grabbed a tissue from her bag and wiped the drool from her chin, then glanced at him nervously.
“I didn’t see you drooling.”
Fuck… He had seen everything. …Cute. Ah, why the hell did I do that? I’m going crazy.
Wang Sian turned her head toward the window and scowled deeply. What lie should she make this time? She pondered with great difficulty.
“We’ll arrive soon. I’ll drop you at the entrance.”
“I… must have slept too much. I don’t usually do this.”
Kang-jun paid no mind to whatever she said and kept driving. Because he truly didn’t care; she simply assumed he was being considerate.
Personality: pass.
The car soon stopped right in front of the Hero 45 Branch. He parked precisely at the entrance.
“I’ll go now.”
“Yeah.”
Wang Sian pretended to search her bag and kept stealing glances at him while waiting for a date request. …Of course, he wasn’t the type to fall for such shallow tricks.
“How long did it take?”
“Ah, no. Done. Just looking for something quick. …Yeah, thanks, oppa.”
“Work well.”
She opened the door with a tap and stepped out without looking back, walking briskly toward the branch.
He felt a slight pang of resentment. She was too oblivious. Wasn’t it obvious she needed a date request?
Everything was perfect except for the lack of sense. That oppa.
Sense: fail.
Overall he gave her high marks, but it was a little disappointing. He wondered whether he should subtly teach her over time. But teaching and then receiving gratitude in return wasn’t fun at all. It needed to be fresh and unpredictable to mean something.
Kang-jun watched the swaying hips disappearing behind the window, then accelerated again.
Hmph. She should be the one who feels sorry, right? What the hell.
He had already seen through her thoughts the moment she kept rubbing her butt as if searching for something.
Even if she called herself a fresh pussy, he had no intention of asking her on a date first. Unless the mission was up, of course.
Kang-jun checked the car clock. 8:11 a.m. Slightly late, but since Erika was on duty today, he didn’t worry much.
At that moment the phone rang. The screen showed a message from the woman he had just dropped off.
- Oppa, free tonight?
Of course he didn’t answer immediately. He wanted her to suffer a bit.
Kang-jun headed straight to the 43rd District office. When he arrived in front of it, it was just past 9:30. The moment he opened the door, all eyes turned to him.
“Ah, you’re here.”
The D-class heroes rose in unison and bowed in greeting. Kang-jun waved a hand back, walked toward Erika’s desk, and casually patted Carlos’s shoulder on the way.
Erika, who had been lost in a selfie marathon, looked up at him after slamming her phone down.
“Late?”
“I had something to do.”
“Come on.”
Erika marched out of the office with confident strides. Carlos grinned and flicked Kang-jun’s waist.
“Whatever, just let him in. He’s just trying to look cool.”
“Don’t worry.”
Kang-jun stepped out of the building. Behind it—their private spot.
Erika was already on her knees beside the spinning fan, mouth wide open, jaw resting on her chin.
“Magic Girl Erika, please use the gag.”
Kang-jun lowered his pants. His thick cock sprang free. Her tongue first licked the shaft with wet, sloppy strokes, then the massive head was forced into her mouth. Uuugh. Her tiny mouth stretched painfully.
He grabbed her pink head and shook it brutally.
“Closer.”
It was an order to a woman desperate for air. She took a deep breath and pressed herself flush, taking him deeper than before. Kang-jun thrust even further. Tears were already streaming down Erika’s eyes.
Her eyes began to flutter, narrowing in resistance. Pain turned sharp and immediate. Second by second, her body changed.
She tried to endure, but when she hit her limit she pulled away and gasped for air.
At that exact moment Kang-jun slammed his cock straight in to the hilt. Quuuerk—! Erika held for three or four seconds before her palm slapped his body hard, signaling surrender.
But he didn’t loosen his grip on her hair. Each second felt excruciating. Erika slapped his body repeatedly, then forced her head back and forth in a desperate attempt to pull off. It was useless—the head had already slid down her throat.
Her body jerked upward, but Kang-jun shoved his hips forward, slamming her skull against the wall. Her posture collapsed again. The world went white before her eyes. Hiiiik—suddenly her entire body sparked with electricity.
Then her throat spasmed open.
Erika coughed violently, face down.
Keluk keluk, uo uuk. Kek, keluk.
With gagging sounds she vomited thick saliva and fluids from her mouth. Kang-jun kept pumping until he said, “Open your mouth.”
Erika, dazed, quickly stood and opened wide. The moment his cock slid inside, thick, salty precum gushed straight down her throat. She swallowed greedily.
Then, with a clean mouth, she sucked him with powerful vacuum pressure.
His cock, once dripping, was now perfectly clean. Erika looked up at him with a smile, praising him.
At that moment her phone rang—Wang Sian.
“Ah, Sian-ah.”
- Oppa, did you see my message?
“Ah, I just arrived at the office.”
He glanced down at Erika while saying it. She was fixing her face and clothes.
-Ah, I see… Do you have time tonight?
“Why?”
-There’s something I need to talk about…
“Can’t do it over the phone?”
-Yeah, it’s hard over the call.
“Alright. …Should I pick you up later?”
-Then I’ll wait at the branch.
“Yeah, see you later.”
-Yes, oppa.
The call ended. The act of the world’s nicest oppa had ended.
“Who was that…?”
“Ah, just someone.”
“Tonight’s plans?”
“Yeah.”
Erika’s expression turned a little sad. Even after all the service she had given, he never followed through.
“What’s with that face?”
“Huh? Ah, nothing. Hee hee.”
“Dissatisfied? Tell me.”
“No, no. Nothing at all.”
When it was just the two of them, their relationship was extreme. Worse than a cat and mouse. Erika couldn’t move an inch around Kang-jun.
…Should I just beg like a whore? Maybe he would grant it.
While lost in that thought, a siren suddenly blared. Emergency call.
Erika had to rush out to capture a monster without even begging.
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