Chapter 201: Prohibition Order (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 201: Prohibition Order (2)
“Slurp—schlorp—don’t worry—hah, slurp—shhhp—I’ll handle it—slurp—”
Maybe she should spit my cock out before telling me not to worry.
Song Jae-ah was comforting me by sucking on my dick as if it were a delicacy.
I didn't particularly care about being banned, so her words didn't move me much, but the tongue she used to comfort my cock was incredible.
Though she was still a bit clumsy, her intense focus made her blowjob relentlessly stimulating.
I looked down, satisfied with the sight of Song Jae-ah’s filthy, slutty mouth-pussy clamped around my shaft, drool leaking from the corners as I stroked her hair.
Excited by the praise, Song Jae-ah grew more aggressive, swallowing me deeper until I hit the back of her throat.
Knock, knock—
Suddenly, there was a knock, and the door swung open.
“Team Leader, the Japan Association has… Ah…”
Song Jae-ah froze, my cock still buried in her mouth.
Seeing her wide eyes trembling, I looked toward the staff member who had just entered.
“The Team Leader is away for a moment.”
I was currently sitting in Song Jae-ah’s chair, and she was under the desk sucking my dick.
From the staff member’s perspective, she couldn't see the woman filthily servicing me beneath the desk.
Though she looked puzzled to see me sitting in someone else’s seat while they were supposedly "away," the staff member nodded and turned to leave, then paused.
“Ah, actually, this works out. I’ll tell Hero Jeong Yeon-woo first before the Team Leader returns.”
“Has the Association responded already?”
I asked, grabbing the back of the frozen Song Jae-ah’s head and pulling.
“Yes. We requested that the Prohibition Order on Black Unicorn be lifted, but it was rejected.”
The staff member spoke with regret, and Song Jae-ah, flustered, swallowed my cock deeper.
As I looked down at Song Jae-ah, whose eyes were wide with shock, I began to shove her head back and forth at will. Gradually, her tongue began to move again.
“To do this after we came all this way to help… the Korean Association will be filing a formal protest.”
“It feels like this is becoming a bigger deal than it needs to be.”
“It should be a big deal. Black Unicorn is cutting back on sleep to help Japan, yet the Japanese government and Association are actively interfering. I don't know what they’re thinking.”
I wasn't exactly cutting back on sleep.
Because our conquest count was so high, everyone else seemed to be under the illusion that we were grinding through dungeons to the point of death.
Perhaps the thrill of sucking my dick while someone else was in the room got to her, because Song Jae-ah began to ravenously devour me, her head bobbing rhythmically even without me forcing it.
My cock navigated her saliva-slicked mouth, plunging all the way into her tight throat in a single stroke.
“This isn't just an insult to Korea; it’s an act that puts their own citizens in danger. We must stop this immediately.”
Watching the staff member’s serious face while Song Jae-ah worked on me, the pleasure made me reflexively tense my glutes.
“Please trust us and wait just a little longer, Black Unicorn. Everyone in the Korean Support Team is on your side.”
“Yes, thank you.”
When I gave her a bright smile, the staff member’s cheeks flushed. She averted her eyes, bowed, and left.
Spurt—splurt—twitch, twitch—
The moment she left, the climax I had been holding back exploded, filling Song Jae-ah’s mouth to the brim.
Gulp—gulp—
With a lewd swallowing sound, Song Jae-ah finished every drop of semen. She wore an ecstatic expression as she rubbed her cheek against my saliva-stained cock.
I mean, it’s great and all, but aren't you the Support Team Leader? Shouldn't you be worried about the report?
A moment later, snapping out of her trance, Song Jae-ah fumed.
“What the hell is the Japan Association thinking?! We can’t take this lying down. We need to take a hard line.”
“You’re not… thinking of going on strike or something, are you?”
“Strike? Hahaha, that’s a funny way to put it. But yes, a strike. How dare they touch our Yeon-woo? These bastards have lost their minds.”
That wouldn't do. If the Korean Support Team stopped their conquests now, it would be chaos.
I couldn't let ordinary people suffer just because of a pride war between nations that I had sparked.
“No, that would only delay the resolution of the Dungeon Impact.”
“But these stubborn Japanese idiots won't listen unless we go that far—”
“We’re heroes. Civilians shouldn't suffer because of a fight between Associations.”
“Wow… Yeon-woo, you have such a kind heart…”
Song Jae-ah looked at me lovingly and hugged me.
As I hugged her back, feeling her hands subtly wandering toward my ass, I made sure to speak clearly.
“Even if we push our demands to the Japan Association, we must not stop our relief activities.”
“Yes, you’re right, Yeon-woo. We’re heroes, so we have to protect the citizens.”
You did understand me, right? Why do I feel like you’re ignoring my words and focusing entirely on my ass?
The way her hands stroked my backside felt strangely predatory.
For now, I had settled the potential issues, so all that was left was to wait.
I had prevented the emotional escalation between the two countries that would have come from a sudden halt in support, and the Japanese government, which had struck first, would be torn apart by public opinion even if I did nothing.
Even if you try to force us out, the Korean Support Team will continue to help the Japanese citizens.
I had secured the moral high ground, so I would have the advantage in the upcoming media war.
Now, if our "American Big Brothers" just took Korea’s side, Japan would tuck its tail and whimper.
When I returned to the lodging, Kwon Ye-jin was still excitedly streaming.
Since it was Japan’s fault, I was worried the flood of insults might make Satomi uncomfortable, but Lee Yu-na was mediating well, ensuring the fans didn't direct their anger at Japan as a whole.
She had also successfully narrowed the target to Councilor Masami specifically.
I had taught the party special warfare tactics, but I had given Lee Yu-na separate lessons on information and civil affairs operations. Seeing her use them so effectively was almost scary.
If the criticism continued like this, Masami’s very seat in the council was in jeopardy.
Deciding there was nothing to worry about regarding the comments, I put down my smartphone and gathered the members to begin training.
Since they had kindly given us time to reorganize, I needed to refine their skills so they could make the most of their rapidly growing abilities.
While the world’s eyes were fixed on the Dungeon Impact at Sagami Bay, Uenohara City was quiet.
Blocked by the Danzawa Mountains, dungeons didn't appear behind the range, and Uenohara, narrowly escaping the zone of influence, maintained its usual peaceful cityscape.
No heroes or armies came here. While the TV and internet were buzzing with news of the Dungeon Impact, Uenohara, surrounded by mountains, felt like a different world.
Passing through the peaceful city and heading halfway up the mountain, there stood an isolated, abandoned building.
It seemed to have been prosperous once, but now it was an eyesore, its rusted steel skeleton exposed and overgrown with thick vegetation.
It looked like a place long forgotten by people, yet voices could be heard from within.
“Fuck, when are they coming?”
A woman, tired of waiting, spat out a curse.
Even as she swore, the people sitting haphazardly around her didn't care, continuing with their own business.
However, they too seemed to be enduring a tedious wait.
There was no sense of unity; some were playing handheld games, others were watching videos on their phones, and some were gorging on piles of snacks.
The woman who had cursed merely vented her frustration for a moment before flopping back down to kill time. A moment later, the sound of footsteps echoed.
“Fuck, you’re late as hell. Hate, how many times is this now?!”
The woman stood up irritably, and the others also turned their heads toward the sound.
Click—clack—
With steady, rhythmic steps, Baek Seo-woo revealed himself and smiled.
“So this friend’s name was Hate. Nice to meet you~ Hate is here~”
Baek Seo-woo spoke playfully, holding a severed head and manually moving its jaw.
The gathered people jumped up and drew their weapons the moment they saw him, but Baek Seo-woo just smirked and tossed the head onto the floor.
“It was a joke. You could at least laugh.”
Seeing Hate’s head roll across the floor and stop at her feet, the woman gritted her teeth and glared at Baek Seo-woo.
“You Viper bastard, you have a death wish coming here alone?”
“Is this place really that special? It certainly suits a bunch of beggars. Ah—got hair grease on me.”
Even as the people around him radiated killing intent, Baek Seo-woo ignored them and wiped his palm against a steel beam.
“If you meet that Hate person in the afterlife, tell them to wash up once in a while. The filth was unbearable.”
“Is this the will of 'The Hero'?”
“Huh? I don't know if it’s the will of 'The Hero,' but we aren't exactly friends with you people. Weren't we the type to drive a blade into each other’s skulls on sight? Why are you talking like we’re allies?”
Baek Seo-woo sneered and pulled a dagger from his coat.
It was a common military dagger, but everyone knew what a terrifying weapon it became in Baek Seo-woo’s hands.
The people gathered in the abandoned building exchanged glances, preparing to attack.
“I’ll make you regret baring your fangs at the New Human Alliance.”
“Puhahahaha! Fangs? What are you talking about? Do you really think you’re worth my serious effort? You’re just street thugs who aren't even worthy of being called villains, yet your pride is through the roof.”
The woman grimaced at Baek Seo-woo’s mockery and lowered her stance.
“Oh, and watch your step.”
At his words, everyone’s gaze dropped.
The head of the woman called Hate entered their field of vision.
BANG—!
“Aaaagh!”
“Fuck!!”
A flashbang he had hidden inside the severed head’s mouth detonated, sending the villains into screaming fits.
Baek Seo-woo, who had ducked behind a wall just before the explosion, marveled at the effect.
“Ooh, this is more useful than I thought. Jeong Yeon-woo really is innovative.”
While Baek Seo-woo was admiring the tactic he had copied from Jeong Yeon-woo, someone dropped from the ceiling and sliced a blinded, flailing man in half from head to crotch.
A woman, realizing too late that her body had been bifurcated, collapsed with a dazed expression. The sword that had cut her moved frantically, reaping the others.
“You bitch!!”
As the lead woman regained her senses and tried to lung forward, a low voice whispered from behind her.
“As expected, there’s no way to save vermin.”
The woman turned around, then looked down as a cold sensation washed over her.
A dagger was already buried in her neck.
“Gurgle—ack—khh…”
She tried to raise her hand while making a distorted sound, but her body wouldn't move; the dagger had precisely severed the spinal cord supporting her head.
With eyes wide in disbelief, the woman collapsed. Baek Seo-woo stepped on her head and slowly pulled out his dagger.
In the meantime, the figure who had dropped from the ceiling had finished hacking everyone else into pieces and was now drenched in blood.
Baek Seo-woo wiped the blood off his dagger on the woman’s clothes and frowned at the blood-soaked figure.
“Geez, Yoo-jeong. Why do you have to fight so terrifyingly? The person doing the laundry is going to have a hard time.”
When Baek Seo-woo made a joke she couldn't laugh at, Moon Yoo-jeong nonchalantly stripped off her blood-stained outer clothes and poured water over her head to wash away the gore.
“That’s sexual harassment. Showing your bare body in front of a man… you’re far too careless.”
Regardless of what he babbled, Moon Yoo-jeong ignored him, pulled out fresh clothes, and changed while still wet.
“Where is the next location?”
“There isn't one. This is the last place I’ve found so far.”
When Baek Seo-woo shrugged, Moon Yoo-jeong calmly flicked the blood off her blade and sheathed it.
“You’re not intentionally keeping it a secret so the New Human Alliance can cause an incident, are you?”
“There is that aspect to it.”
When he spoke honestly, Moon Yoo-jeong narrowed her fine eyebrows and glared at him.
Raising both hands to shoulder height, Baek Seo-woo chuckled and spoke playfully.
“It’s a joke. I want to stop them too, but these New Human guys are like cockroaches, aren't they? No matter how many you kill, they keep popping up from somewhere. All we can do is thin out the numbers a bit. Let’s leave the extermination to our Great Hero.”
“If there’s nothing left to do, I’m leaving.”
“I really wish Jeong Yeon-woo knew how hard we’re working for him. Don't you?”
“Yeon-woo doesn't need to know.”
Moon Yoo-jeong spoke coldly and turned away.
The 'The Hero' villains who had been waiting near the abandoned building slipped inside and began gathering the corpses.
“This is as far as our help goes, so hang in there, Jeong Yeon-woo. See you back in Korea.”
Watching the pile of corpses being set ablaze, Baek Seo-woo smiled.