Chapter 189: Destruction King (5)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 189: Destruction King (5)
After satisfyingly blowing my load into Song Jae-ah’s mouth, I return to my quarters.
I could have gone all the way if I wanted to, but I should take it slow. We were in an office, after all; it’s not like we could just have blatant sex there.
After showering and eating with my party members, I take some personal time.
The employees walking around in traditional Japanese attire to enhance the tourist vibe are a nice touch, but there’s one problem: there are almost no female employees. Most of them are men, so even when they greet me with bright smiles, I feel absolutely nothing.
Even the owner is a man, and seeing him all dressed up and smiling like some flamboyant gay guy actually has the effect of making my heart sink and calming me down.
On top of that, 99% of the people currently staying here are women, so I can’t even use the large communal hot spring.
I mean, why do they operate on a time-slot basis? Can’t they just separate it into men’s and women’s sections?
Because it’s a time-slot system and I’m the only male guest staying here, the inn just scrapped the schedule entirely and turned it into a permanent women’s bath. It’s a bit much to stay at a hot spring inn and not be able to use the hot spring.
There is a private bath in my room, but even if the interior is styled like an open-air bath, the water coming out of the tap is just tap water. Plus, it’s exactly the size of a bathtub. I miss the large communal pools.
If I couldn’t see them, I wouldn’t think about it, but seeing the heroes walking around with flushed faces and glowing, supple skin makes the urge to soak rise within me.
As I walk along, grumbling about these incomprehensible Japanese ways, a girl dressed in fine traditional clothes approaches me.
“Hello, Hero Jeong Yeon-woo. Is there anything uncomfortable during your stay?”
The girl with a short bob and light bangs is Yoko, the daughter of the inn’s male owner. She wasn’t here when we first arrived, but apparently, she was attending school in Tokyo and came down to help her father.
How do I know so much? When you’re surrounded by male employees who act like they’re in a host club, you naturally pay attention when a cute girl comes scurrying around. For the record, the men scurry around too, which makes me want to gag, so I’m very glad she’s here.
“I want to go into the communal bath.”
“Oh my! Is the water in your room not working?”
Yoko covers her mouth with a cute, surprised expression.
“No, it’s not the private bath in the room. I want to go into the large one.”
At my assurance that there’s nothing wrong with the inn, Yoko places a hand on her chest and sighs in relief.
“The large baths certainly have their own charm. The sense of openness… just sitting in a wide tub melts away the fatigue.”
Exactly, exactly. As expected of the owner’s daughter, she understands the appeal of a large bath.
“Should I talk to my father and adjust the schedule?”
“I can’t let the other heroes suffer because of me. If I go in, no one else can use it, right?”
“Not at all. As a child of the Maple Inn, I must provide service that satisfies a hero who has come to help Japan—no, a guest of our inn.”
Yoko clenches her fist with a look of strong determination and tells me to wait a moment before running off.
“No, I said it’s fine.”
“Kyaa!”
Even if a civilian runs as fast as they can in clothes that restrict their stride, I can catch up in an instant. When I quickly block her path, Yoko falters in surprise.
“You can’t. I appreciate the sentiment, but we shouldn’t let the other heroes be inconvenienced because of it, right?”
“That’s true, but… they told us to give Hero Jeong Yeon-woo special management…”
Huh? What special management?
“Special management?”
“Gasp, it’s nothing!”
Yoko shuts her mouth in a panic and averts her eyes. When I lean down to meet her downward gaze, she looks up at the sky outside the hallway and starts whistling tunelessly.
“Miss Yoko.”
“Hieee. I—I’m not supposed to say…”
When I stand tall again, blocking the view of the small girl looking up, Yoko hesitates before confessing.
“People from the Association and the government came by and asked us to treat the heroes of the Black Unicorn with the utmost care…”
Hmm… I knew we’d draw some attention, but this is more than I expected.
I don’t think the Black Unicorn destroying dungeons is that incredible. Most of them are short dungeons, and at most, they’re low-level B-rank ones. Sure, you could praise us as a promising party, but I didn’t think it was something the Japanese Association and government would need to pay special attention to.
Do I still not fully understand the sensibilities of this world?
“I’m sorry for hiding it…”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’m just grateful to be treated well. You said it was a secret, right? I won’t tell anyone. Don’t worry.”
“Thank you.”
Yoko bows deeply and politely, her face brightening again. She really is a cute kid.
“Ah, if you don’t want to bother the others, would you like to use the bath late at night?”
“Is there no one there then?”
“No, there’s a hot spring that we aren’t currently opening to the public. It was originally emptied for maintenance, but because of the Dungeon Impact, the workers haven’t been able to come…”
That’s a sad story. Even if they say it’s fine as long as monsters don’t come out of the dungeon, dungeon entrances don’t exactly consider our convenience and appear in deserted places. The ones being prioritized for clearing are mostly dungeons that sprouted in the middle of roads.
Since the roads are blocked, vehicles can’t pass properly, so supplies coming this way are being transported by boat or manual labor. Yoko also mentioned that when she first came, she had to walk for an hour after getting off the bus.
“It’s empty right now, but I’ll fill it with water and stock it with supplies.”
“I feel like I’m just increasing your workload, Miss Yoko.”
“Trust Yoko, the daughter of the Maple Inn. This is the Maple Inn, where we leave only happy memories for all our guests.”
Yoko answers energetically.
“And once it’s filled, you can keep using it, Hero Jeong Yeon-woo.”
I get to monopolize an outdoor hot spring? That’s actually pretty awesome. If Japan had a tipping culture, Yoko treats me so well I’d want to give her a massive tip.
“Thank you. But it doesn’t have to be today, so there’s no need to rush.”
“As expected, Hero Jeong Yeon-woo, you are different from the other heroes. Thank you for being so kind to someone like me.”
Yoko is the one helping me, but she’s the one looking at me with a moved expression. It’s not that I’m particularly different; it’s probably just a cultural difference.
Japanese heroes hold a slightly different position than Korean heroes. People like Samurai or Onmyoji were part of the ruling class, and they were all Awakened. In a way, it was a culture where the Awakened ruled over ordinary people—exactly the kind of thing the New Human Alliance would love.
Because of that, while Korean heroes are seen as more familiar and closer to the public, Japanese heroes are treated as high-ranking individuals, like politicians or bureaucrats. Although things are changing to match global standards, Japanese heroes still tend to have a more overbearing side.
“Aside from being a bit stronger, I’m the same as any ordinary person. Just treat me comfortably.”
“But you use that strength to protect us. I am always grateful.”
Yoko bows her head.
After chatting for a bit longer, Yoko leaves to attend to her duties, and I gather my party members to discuss the next schedule. Since we’ve built a training ground and set up barriers, there’s no need to rely solely on simulations.
Kim Yun-ah and Anna decide to learn swordsmanship from Satomi, while Lee Yu-na learns special reconnaissance from me. I set Hornet and Kwon Ye-jin to spar against each other; Hornet practices breaking through a defender’s guard, while Kwon Ye-jin learns how to pressure a fast, long-range opponent.
“You’re very thorough with anti-personnel training too.”
Lee Yu-na smiles, shaking her head in amazement.
“We have to engage in hero activities once the support work is over, don’t we?”
When I reply with a smile, Hornet sighs as if she finds it absurd.
“The more Master torments us, the stronger the Black Unicorn gets.”
“Torment? This is all training that will become your blood and flesh.”
“Yeah, yeah. I trust Master.”
What’s with that 'begging for a compliment' attitude?
Have I been pushing the training too hard? I thought having my cock as a perfect stress-relief tool would help them endure, but I guess satisfying one desire doesn't necessarily fulfill all the others. I decide to give them some rest as I wrap up the meeting.
When I go to the lounge, heroes from other parties are already there, and in that short time, my members seem to have become friendly with them, chatting away. Hornet, seemingly disliking being caught in the middle of a crowd of heroes, had already returned to her room. After talking with the others for a bit, I head to Hornet’s room.
Hornet, who shares a room with Kwon Ye-jin, is sitting on the floor with her back against the bed. There’s a bed, a sofa, and chairs—why is she sitting on the floor?
“What are you doing?”
Hornet, who was on her smartphone, frowns as she sees me sliding my hand onto her thigh.
“You looked lonely, so I came to fuck you.”
“…You crazy bastard.”
“Your mouth down there says otherwise, though.”
As I rub my cock, bulging through my pants, against her crotch, Hornet bites her lip and turns her head away. Seeing her sharp-eyed face flushed with embarrassment is so cute I can hardly stand it.
“Ngh…! Get away, it’s hot.”
“Push me away if you don’t like it.”
I slide her short shorts and underwear to the side and rub my cock against her; her entrance is already soaking wet. Unable to say anything in response to my words, Hornet pretends to be uninterested and stays on her phone.
Her inability to be honest just makes her more charming.
I pull my cock out of my pants and lift her thigh. She’s still pretending not to notice, but with her buttocks and legs lifted, her body is folded like a piece of paper. The fact that she’s gritting her teeth and feigning ignorance in this situation is even more arousing.
As I continue to rub against the wet entrance, Hornet’s breathing grows heavy. She can’t focus on the game on her phone and keeps biting her lip to hold back her moans, but her body is already flushed red.
Squelch, squelch.
As I continue to stroke her pussy, which is twitching to swallow the shaft, Hornet knits her brows and closes her eyes. She keeps them closed for a long time as if enduring something, then glares at me.
“Aren’t you going to put it in?”
“I’ll put it in if you beg me to.”
“…You piece of shit. Try waiting a million years; only your cock will end up hurting.”
Is that so?
I give a playful smile and continue to rub my cock against her pussy. Vaginal fluids continuously leak from the drenched entrance, soaking her shorts and underwear. I hook her slender thigh over my elbow and roll up her thin top.
Her rounded breasts pop out from under the top and bra, and I tickle them gently with my fingers. I avoid the nipples and circle around them, teasing her. Hornet glances at me before looking back at her phone.
Aren’t you going to play your game? Your character is going to die.
Hornet’s hands have long since stopped moving, and her poor little character is being relentlessly pummeled by monsters.
“Ngh… haah… uuuugh…”
Though her eyes are glued to the smartphone, all of Hornet’s senses are focused on my fingertips and my cock. She lets out faint moans and bites her lip hard.
Slurp, squelch, schlick.
The sticky fluids cling to my cock, and the lewd sounds echo through the quiet room. The wet, soft entrance nips at the base of my cock, but it’s too thick for her to grip properly, and it slips away.
Grab.
Hornet, who had been gritting her teeth and enduring, suddenly grabs me by the collar. Just as I’m about to be intimidated by her murderous glare, she speaks while trembling.
“Fuck me…”
“Fuck you, please?”
“…Fuck… please… fuck me… Haaah!”
Unable to resist her expression full of shame, I thrust my cock straight into her narrow vagina. Her pussy, already heated to the limit, sucks in my cock with all its might, and it slides all the way to the deepest part without resistance.
Plunge—!
“Haaah…! Ngh, ahhhnnn…”
As my cock slides in and strikes her cervix directly, Hornet writhes her body, struggling in a mix of pain and pleasure. As I watch her, Hornet, exhaling ragged breaths, pulls me into a deep, passionate kiss.
Accepting her proactive tongue, I move my hips, enjoying the sex as I pound into her completely aroused pussy.
Hornet, letting out her pent-up excitement, clings to me while making yelping sounds even as we kiss. I grab her thighs and thrust into her powerfully.
Every time my cock cleaves through the fluids and the vaginal walls with a heavy thud, her slender body is pushed back by the recoil, her head thumping against the bed.
But I don’t care and continue to swing my hips vigorously. Hornet, folded and clinging to my body, screams at the peak of her climax, her body trembling violently.
Her feet, dangling in the air as I hold her up, twitch and curl so sexily that I keep thrusting until she completely loses her mind.