The Underground Chapter
"Auntie… I’ll keep training without rest until you return. Please come back safely!"
"Yes, Hye-yeon. Don’t worry about this auntie."
The two embraced in a way that made onlookers feel a pang of sorrow. Of course, Kang-jun, leaning against the car, felt a petty urge to ravish Jang Hwa-young right there in front of her niece.
Oh, my corrupted sensibilities.
Under normal circumstances, he’d have shed a tear or two at such a touching scene, but this damn novel had ruined him.
Fuck, these bastards are the real culprits. Give me back my sensibilities, you dogs.
"Time to get in."
Kang-jun checked the time and closed the curtain on this emotionless melodrama. The only audience, after all, was himself and Jang Chul-min.
"Then, see you the day after tomorrow, unnie."
"Yes. See you later."
Jang Hwa-young climbed into the passenger seat. Kang-jun settled into the driver’s seat and revved the engine once. The sedan’s wheels turned, crunching gravel with a sharp hiss.
The car slid away, and the Jang mother and daughter grew smaller in the distance. Kang-jun watched them in the rearview mirror before returning his gaze to the road.
"They look like mother and daughter."
Jang Hwa-young glanced briefly at Kang-jun’s profile but didn’t respond. She deliberately avoided talking about Jang Hye-yeon in front of him, likely due to some guilt coiled deep within her. Kang-jun didn’t press the issue, knowing better than to pry.
The sedan rumbled down a quiet country road. The harsh sun baked the earth, wilting grass and soil alike under its oppressive heat.
Bored of just driving, Kang-jun unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect cock through the split in his underwear.
Jang Hwa-young, who had been gazing out the window, heard the sound and casually turned her head left. Then she saw his cock standing at attention and widened her eyes in confusion, unsure why he’d pulled it out. Her round eyes darted between his face and his erection.
"I’m a bit sleepy. They say touching it wakes you up."
Kang-jun glanced sideways at Jang Hwa-young and smirked. She looked flustered, never expecting to be confronted with it like this.
"Drowsy driving is dangerous… Come on, hyung."
Jang Hwa-young hesitated, then slowly reached out. But the distance was too great, so she loosened her seatbelt slightly and shifted her hips as far left as possible.
Her pale fingers touched his cock with curiosity. …Thinking back, this was the first time Jang Hwa-young had touched his cock with her hands, even though she’d sucked it before.
"Hold it and shake it."
Jang Hwa-young obeyed like a good dog. But without lubrication, it was dry and unenjoyable. Plus, her technique was that of a complete novice. At least there should’ve been some slickness.
Kang-jun told her to pull her hand away and spit into her palm.
"…Spit?"
"Yes, spit. Spit into your palm."
Even with this lower-stakes request, she hesitated. When Kang-jun urged her, she reluctantly spat a small droplet.
"No, not like that. Gather saliva in your mouth and spit it out generously."
Kang-jun watched as Jang Hwa-young blushed and spat a steady stream into her palm.
"Tch… You make me do all sorts of things."
She slowly reached out, coating his cock with the saliva until it glistened.
"Yeah, like that. Good job. Rub it in while shaking."
Jang Hwa-young learned quickly. What was there she couldn’t do? If she trained properly for a year, she’d be draining men’s qi in the second playthrough.
Squelch, squelch. Each rub of the slick cock produced a lewd sound. Jang Hwa-young stared intently at his cock as her left hand moved. Her breathing grew slightly ragged from arousal.
The handjob continued for a while. Kang-jun occasionally grabbed her left breast when his right hand was free.
"Now… out. Hurry. Mouth. Mouth."
Oh no. She hadn’t considered he’d cum. Panicking at the thought of it spraying everywhere, she jolted her hips and buried her face in his crotch, taking his cock into her mouth.
He came soon after. Wup, eop. His cum, thick with his scent, splattered deep in her throat. She stayed still for a moment until he finished.
"Suck it all. Don’t let it drip."
Chuuup. Jang Hwa-young sucked the cum into her mouth, making a slurping sound. She hesitated, unsure what to do, then tapped his shoulder. When he looked over, she gestured that she’d spit it out on the ground.
"Just swallow it. It’s from someone you love."
The phrase "someone you love" struck her. Jang Hwa-young swallowed the cum, tears pricking her eyes. Haa. She drank some water to rinse her mouth, then swallowed that too.
"You sometimes tease hyung on purpose. Yeah!"
Jang Hwa-young lightly scolded Kang-jun.
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August 31, 4:07 PM. When Jang Hwa-young arrived at the lodging, Han-ssi’s overly enthusiastic fussing erupted once more. But the recipient didn’t seem to mind the friendly commotion.
Even the haughty Velita was utterly subdued by Jang Hwa-young. The Sword Empress was a near-legendary figure among heroes.
"It’s an honor, hyung."
"You’re Velita, right?"
"Yes, that’s correct!"
"Good. Let’s do well together."
"Yes, understood!"
Seeing the proud Velita bowing so deferentially, the other team members exchanged nervous glances, sensing she was no ordinary woman.
Kang-jun showed her to his room, explaining she could stay there until they departed at dawn. Velita bounced excitedly, offering her own room, but Jang Hwa-young declined.
"There’s plenty to discuss, and it’s just one night. No need to trouble yourselves."
Kang-jun, seeing how warmly she was treated, doubted anything improper would happen between the two in one room. Just one night, nothing more.
Han-ssi made one more gesture to insist. She could sleep with Hye-mi, after all.
"Are you sure? You can use my room."
"No, I’ll just accept your kindness, miss."
"Oh, miss? You can call me younger sister. I’m a bit older."
"I’m forty-three this year. Calling me younger sister feels burdensome."
Forty-three?! The three women, unaware of her age, were genuinely shocked. Even if she’d said thirty-three, they’d have been skeptical. She didn’t just look young—she looked ageless.
Whether she was a labyrinth or a team member didn’t matter. Even if she were a "young-looking" person, there were no signs of aging she couldn’t hide.
"Wow, how do you look so young? It’s amazing!"
"Is there a secret?"
Hye-mi, Tsi, and Han-ssi crowded around her, eager to learn her anti-aging secrets. Women’s obsession with immortality was predictable.
Seizing the moment, Velita quickly stuck to Kang-jun’s side.
"So you’ll come to my room tonight?"
"Why?"
"Why? Hyung’s here too… You can sleep in my room."
"Just sleep on the floor."
"Do we really need to? …Just sleep comfortably beside me."
You bitch, listen the first time. Stop making me wait.
"We’re entering the labyrinth tomorrow. You need to rest well."
Velita couldn’t press further and glared at him up and down. Kang-jun smirked, teasing her back. Heh! Come if you want, or don’t—your choice, you little slut!
She stomped to the sofa, plopping down and crossing her legs. She wasn’t used to being dominated by a man yet. She’d worn a collar, but this was her first time truly submitting.
Fuck, if his face was just a little uglier, and his sex skills just a little worse, I’d really…!
But he was too handsome and too skilled. What was she supposed to do? The great Velita had to cling to him despite this treatment.
With Jang Hwa-young joining, his dream team was half-complete.
Two guards, four dealers, one healer, one porter.
He just needed one more healer. Hye-mi alone couldn’t easily handle six people. Her mana had grown significantly, increasing healing output and duration, but it would still be tight. If she collapsed from mana exhaustion, healing would vanish.
But with Jang Hwa-young and Kang-jun holding the front lines, situations requiring excessive healing would be rare.
Kang-jun hoped the rest of the team would gain at least 20 levels on average from this expedition. He wouldn’t rise as much as before, but he’d easily surpass level 200.
Soon, the Kang-jun team gathered around the living room sofa. He briefly outlined the expedition: what the labyrinth was, what monsters appeared, the mission’s purpose, and other details.
After the neither-long-nor-short briefing, they had an early dinner. To give everyone ample free time before departing tomorrow.
In reality, "free time" was just a euphemism for rest. Preparations were nearly complete the day before. Knowing they’d suffer terribly in the labyrinth for days, they savored this freedom on soft beds.
"This is my room."
Jang Hwa-young entered Kang-jun’s room, thick with his scent. Her heart fluttered.
Kang-jun slammed the door shut behind him, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms. She gasped.
"The, the others will see, Kang-jun!"
Let them see, you bitch.
He sucked her lips. Wup. She still tasted of anchovies. His hand slid down her slender waist, then gripped her ass. She resisted slightly.
"Do it now, or later?"
"Ah, nowww."
Jang Hwa-young tapped his chest lightly, looking troubled.
"With everyone here, you’re so…"
"We’ll do it secretly."
"Tch! Kang-jun, are you always going to talk back to adults? Hm?"
"Then just suck it. Hurry. I can’t hold back."
"…Then just this much? Don’t make hyung more uncomfortable, okay?"
Haa. Reluctantly, Jang Hwa-young knelt before him. When she pulled down her panties, his cock sprang out, slapping her cheek. Ap. Even after he’d pulled it out in the car, his libido showed no sign of cooling.
He’s truly monstrous, Kang-jun.
"Just with your mouth this time. Yes."
Jang Hwa-young took his cock into her mouth. With his guidance, she followed well, swirling her tongue inside. She knew how to go deep.
Kang-jun tried to wedge his foot between her knees. Her eyes widened in resistance, but when he pushed, she parted her legs slightly. He rubbed her crotch with his big toe.
His grip on her calves tightened.
Thus, Jang Hwa-young sucked, licked, and gnawed at his cock for a long while.
Ugh, here it comes.
He pressed her head firmly. Wup. Her resistance vanished. Jang Hwa-young held her breath, waiting for him to cum. When he finished, she sucked the last drops into her mouth, sealing her lips.
Jang Hwa-young swallowed the cum before he could tell her to, tears glistening in her eyes. Haa.
She slapped his thigh with her palm.
"You bastard. I told you not to push so suddenly. If you keep this up, hyung will really get mad? Yeah?"
"I won’t."
Of course, he’d say that but plan to do it again. She’d scold him, he’d agree, and the cycle would repeat endlessly.
Kang-jun stood, pulling tissues from the desk, and pressed against her back.
"Ah, g, Kang-jun."
He kissed her neck while groping her breasts. Ah, ah, the others are here! Kang-jun!
Eventually, she bared her ass, and he pounded into her. Fuck, she’s soaked but still bouncing.
Only after driving deep into her again did the act end. Jang Hwa-young, slightly sulky, lay on the bed facing away, silent.
Fuck, that’s the irritation point.
Kang-jun bit back the urge to ram into her sore hole again.
He didn’t want to make her truly angry.
So he pounded her.