Chapter 147: Overdue Homework
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 147: Overdue Homework
"Master, I missed you so much."
Yeah, yeah. Ye-jin, I missed you too.
But don't you think it’s a bit confusing to call me 'Master' while rubbing your face against my cock?
I’d appreciate it if you could at least look at my face while you say that.
The purple-haired girl, staring at my stiff erection as if it were the most precious thing in the world, turned her head and began to lick the shaft.
Her soft lips clamped down on the base, and her lewd tongue slithered along the ridges of my dick.
Kwon Ye-jin, who had been stimulating only the sides as if playing a harmonica, looked up at me with a sly smirk.
Looking a bit rebellious, as if she enjoyed teasing me, she ran her hand up and down my length, looking utterly depraved.
"Master, I’m going to enjoy this. Ahhn—"
Ye-jin slowly took the head into her mouth and began to suck hard right from the start.
She gripped the shaft with her hand and moved her head violently, applying intense pressure. Her cheeks hollowed out, making her mouth look like a suction cup.
Her bright, defiant eyes looked up at me while her strong, pale hand squeezed my cock.
Chyuap— Chrrrruup— Chu-up— Chyuap—
The lewd sound of swirling saliva accompanied the rush of pleasure hitting my dick.
As I began to tremble, Ye-jin let go, rested both hands on my thighs, and thrust her face forward to swallow me deep.
As I buried myself deep into her open throat, she gagged, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Yet, ignoring the discomfort, she forced the length further into her narrow throat.
She shook her head side to side, swirling her throat around me. Unable to withstand the stimulation, I came.
Gulp, gulp— gulp—
Having drunk her fill of the forcefully erupting semen, Ye-jin lifted her head and spat me out.
A long string of saliva connected my dick to her mouth before snapping and falling onto her chin.
Her thick, pointed, lewd tongue darted out to lick the spit, then she licked the soaked cock from base to head before taking it back into her mouth.
"It’s been a while since I’ve tasted Master. That was delicious."
With a face flushed with heat, Ye-jin kissed the tip and spoke with a hint of regret.
"But we can't really do it here, can we?"
We were currently in the women's restroom inside the clan building.
Well—it seemed like everyone else was doing it anyway.
Still, this wasn't the secluded restroom Song Ha-el had told me about, so we had to be careful.
"Master is busy today, too. See you later."
Giving my cock one last kiss, Ye-jin pulled my pants back up.
She stepped out first to check if anyone was coming, then signaled for me to follow.
"You have to go get scolded by the Clan Leader now, right?"
"Yeah, I have to. Things got way too out of hand."
"But it’s not your fault, Master. It’s all that damn bastard’s fault."
Ye-jin spoke while punching her palm, clearly still regretting that she hadn't been able to land a blow on Han Byeong-sin’s face.
Soon, she flashed a smile and left, saying she was going to go train.
I watched her walk away with a light step before heading toward the Clan Leader’s office.
"Yay~ Yeon-yu-chan~!"
Before I knew it, Song Ha-el approached from behind and hugged me.
Feeling the sensation of her soft breasts against my back, I turned around to see her looking at me with sparkling eyes and a bright expression.
"Where are you going?"
"To see the Clan Leader."
"Hmm~ I see~ Then we don't have much time."
Tucking her yellow hair behind her ear with a meaningful smile, Song Ha-el pulled on the arm she had wrapped around my neck, dragging me somewhere.
"Uh... the Clan Leader’s office isn't that way."
"Since we’re short on time, we have to finish quickly."
Drag, drag, drag—
Song Ha-el practically kidnapped me, leading me into a room with a flourish. "Ta-da! This is our Queen Bee lounge."
"...Isn't this a strategy room, not a lounge?"
"Huh? Was it? Everyone just sleeps or plays here, so I forgot."
Once a party reached B-rank or higher, Square Garden provided them with a private room for meetings and planning.
However, this place didn't look like a strategy room at all.
In front of a massive TV, game consoles were stacked by type, and there was a spacious sofa perfect for napping, along with a pool table.
At least it was clean.
I didn't know if there was a dedicated cleaning staff or if everyone just kept it tidy, but it was well-organized.
"Hup—!"
While I was looking around, Song Ha-el tossed me onto the sofa and climbed on top of me.
She rubbed her crotch against my dick with a sultry expression.
"I’m here to find my runaway cock~"
At this point, I was confused whether everyone missed me or just my dick.
Song Ha-el, rubbing her pussy through a single thin layer of fabric, grinned as she felt my dick growing rapidly.
"Oh my, it’s grown so much while I wasn't looking."
She lifted her short skirt and looked down at the cock pressing into her crevice.
"Bad, bad! I’ll have to punish this naughty dick."
Bouncing her hips to increase the stimulation, she unzipped me and pulled it out.
She seemed to be ready even without any foreplay; as soon as she pulled her panties aside, a flood of vaginal fluids spilled out onto my dick.
"Still such a monstrous thing. Come here~ Let’s go home."
Song Ha-el gripped my cock, lined it up with her entrance, smirked, and lowered her hips.
As I sank into her soaking wet pussy, she let out a shuddering, ecstatic moan.
"Haaaah... this is it... Yeon-yu’s cock is the best after so long... Haaah, just stay still, Yeon-yu. Big sister will take care of everything."
Song Ha-el began to devour my dick, moving her hips rhythmically.
Her deep, clinging vaginal walls squirmed, stimulating me intensely.
With a steady, horse-riding rhythm, I plunged deep into her. As she moved vigorously, she took my hand and placed it on her breast.
She must have come prepared because she wasn't wearing a bra, and I could feel her plump flesh through the fabric.
"Kya-haaaah! I love that, haah, haaaang!"
When I pinched her nipples, which were poking through her clothes, she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand harder against her chest, begging for more.
Squelch— Squelch—
My dick would pull back until only the head remained before sliding all the way in, striking her cervix. Every time it did, a fresh burst of fluids gushed from her.
Knowing we couldn't take too long, Song Ha-el ground her hips desperately. I matched her pace, thrusting up hard whenever her rounded buttocks lifted.
"Ooooh, ahh, it’s so strong, so strooong! I feel like my womb is going to be pierced, haaaang...!"
Leaning her weight into my hand on her breast, Song Ha-el looked like she was losing her mind to pleasure, yet she continued to move her hips with power.
Her bobbed hair swayed, and her face melted into a dazed expression. She pulled away from my hand, hugged me tight, and gave me a deep, wet kiss.
Even while pressed tightly against me, her hips moved rapidly, as if determined to milk every drop of semen out of me.
"Haaaang! Haah! Chyuup— Lick— Hieek! Haaaah, Chyuap— Chup—"
Since time was short and the earlier blowjob had left me wanting, I didn't hold back and surrendered to the pleasure of her fast-paced grinding.
"Hngh, haaaah! I-I’m going to go, Yeon-yu-chan. Give me your thick, haah, thick condensed milk, fill me up, haaaang!"
Meeting her lewd demand for an internal ejaculation, I thrust with all my might, timing it perfectly.
Splurt, splurt—
Feeling her insides being filled with warm semen, Song Ha-el opened her mouth wide, trembled violently, and collapsed onto my shoulder.
"Hehe... what a naughty dick... whew... whew... haaaang."
When I flexed inside her twitching pussy, her hips jerked in response, and she peppered my neck with kisses.
"I want to do more, but Ru-da will scold you, right?"
"I think I’m going to get scolded even if I go right now."
"Really? Then why don't you just go ahead and be properly late?"
That was nonsense.
When she treats me well, I have to do my part.
Song Ha-el was just joking, so she giggled, kissed me, stood up, wiped my messy dick, and tucked it back into my pants.
As I went to stand up, my smartphone fell out of my pocket and slid under the sofa.
When I reached for it—seeing it halfway under the couch—the phone suddenly slid back out toward me.
... ...
Whoa, was that a ghost?
Startled, I pulled my hand back and leaned down to look under the sofa.
"... ..."
"... ..."
It’s been a while, Seo Han-na.
Seo Han-na, still sporting her signature hime-cut, met my eyes and looked away in a panic.
"Is there something down there?"
"No, I just dropped my phone. I found it."
"Ru-da’s going to be mad. Want me to go with you?"
I told her I was fine. I gave a small nod to Seo Han-na, who was still lying flat under the sofa, staring blankly.
She reflexively nodded back, and after that awkward exchange, we parted ways.
Why was she under the sofa? Was she spying on us?
I decided to ask her later and left the lounge—no, the strategy room—with Song Ha-el.
Song Ha-el said she was going to rest inside, but I dragged her out because I felt bad for Seo Han-na, who would have been stuck under the sofa as long as Ha-el was there.
After walking and chatting with her for a bit, we said our goodbyes, and I headed up to the Clan Leader’s office.
"You're late."
"Ah... well, there were so many people welcoming me back... I'm sorry."
Cowering under Lee Ru-da’s undisguised displeasure, I lowered my gaze and answered.
She stood with her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed, and it felt like a dark aura was radiating from behind her.
"I'm glad to see the clan members are getting along so well."
Relaxing her hostile energy, Lee Ru-da picked up her tumbler and took a sip.
"They're all good people."
"... ..."
"Thank you for putting up with my stubbornness."
Seeing her glare again, I quickly offered my thanks.
"Thanks to you, the losses are significant."
Yes, I imagine so.
The clan didn't cooperate well with the police, and because the media was tearing them apart while I was gone, Square Garden hadn't been running smoothly.
The entire clan had operated at a minimum, and in the end, every hero had to run themselves ragged to carry out the rescue operation.
"I'm sorry. The damages... I'll pay them back in installments from my pay..."
Could I even pay it back? I’d probably have to become an A-rank and work like a dog just to break even.
Lee Ru-da stared at me with a dissatisfied look before thumping her tumbler down on the desk.
"Square Garden isn't a clan so weak that you need to worry about it."
"Yes... of course."
"And you didn't do anything wrong, so why should I collect damages from you? There’s the Hanseong Group, who did much worse and has far more money."
Wow, I think I’m falling for her.
If this were a manga, I’d be standing here with my hands on my cheeks and stars in my eyes like an old-school shoujo protagonist.
The fact that she’s going to squeeze compensation out of the Hanseong Group that tormented me is incredibly cool.
"Besides, Square Garden gained a lot from this incident, so don't worry about it."
"Public support?"
"Support, popularity, honor—whatever you call it, it’s something money can't buy. You’ve given us something many clans strive for but rarely achieve. I actually want to praise you."
When I tentatively leaned my head forward, Lee Ru-da frowned down at me.
When I tilted my head slightly, asking for a pat, she sighed and gave my head a few stiff thumps.
Ah, that’s not quite how you do it.
"I can't tell if you're being serious or just flippant. You did well. I only called you here today to tell you not to feel guilty for no reason."
She pushed my head away, signaling me to leave, and I stepped back into place.
"Square Garden will handle the rest. You don't know much about the law anyway, do you?"
"I’d appreciate it if the experts handled it."
"Right. Just focus on leading Black Unicorn well. Oh, and about Anna Gyeom—the testing is finished."
"Did she pass?"
"She was a mess. I don't know what her previous clan was teaching her. But if we treat her like a new recruit and put her through retraining, she should be fine."
Anna Gyeom, the most important witness whose clan had been dismantled, was now a member of Square Garden.
Well, technically, her clan hasn't officially vanished yet, so it’s a pending transfer.
Since she was involved in the incident, she has to face some punishment first, but since she was coerced, it should be mitigated.
"Using a skill that separates body parts as a supporter... it’s a unique idea."
"There are still many elements to experiment with."
"She’s the first person you’ve recommended, so I hope you act with a sense of pride regarding her."
"I believe she’ll be fine, but I’ll make sure to tell her."
"Understood. Go and do your work."
I bowed to Lee Ru-da and stood up.
Anna Gyeom was lucky because Square Garden is currently the clan most interested in supporter tactics.
When I suggested a supporter role using her skill, Lee Ru-da agreed it seemed viable, and after various tests, Anna Gyeom was able to restart her life as a hero.
In exchange, my workload increased since I have to train and manage her, but considering this isn't even a real punishment, it’s a relief.
Walking away with a good mood now that everything was settled, I saw Anna in the distance. She spotted me and came running to jump into my arms.
With a pure smile, she looked up at me and whispered softly.
"I want to go to Leader's house today."
Did you miss my dick too?
I stroked the hair of Anna—who was more of a succubus than an angel—and told her to do as she pleased.
I wondered if my stamina would hold out today.