Chapter 221: Frustration is What Makes a Man Grow!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 221: Frustration is What Makes a Man Grow!
Frustration is what makes a man grow!
We made it back alive despite the Alliance's trap.
An A-rank hero stabbed us in the back and even brought along a fixer specializing in murder, but Black Unicorn returned with heads held high.
However, our morale had taken a significant hit.
Black Unicorn, which had been on a winning streak until now, encountered a powerful foe for the first time and realized the true extent of their own abilities. Their pride, which had been soaring as they climbed the ranks at record speed, was crushed.
After returning to the lodging, they received comfort and praise for their achievements from many other heroes, but the dark expressions on the members' faces didn't fade.
They had experienced firsthand why ranks exist, how vast the gap between B and A truly is, and why, as Hwa-ryeon said, so many heroes fail to reach S-rank. It was enough to make anyone feel frustrated.
Only Hornet, who had plenty of real-world experience and had been through many situations involving defeat or flight, remained her usual self.
Watching the members scatter to their rooms with exhausted faces, Hornet beckoned me with a flick of her finger to follow her.
I followed her up to the roof of the lodging, where the night air was cool.
Hornet sat on the edge of the roof, looking up at the night sky. As I sat down beside her, she spoke in a cold voice.
"How many people have you killed?"
"Huh?"
"Don't play dumb. I can tell by looking at your eyes. Unlike those wimpy bitches, you're a real killer."
Was she talking about when we were planning our strategy while running away from the villains, discussing whether to kill or not?
"What if I said I've never killed anyone?"
"Bullshit. If you really haven't, then you're a psychopath."
"Well, let's go with that then. If I'm a psychopath, are you going to leave the party?"
"Better than having a loser as a party leader. Just don't kill me later."
Hornet didn't seem inclined to press the issue despite my banter. She just clicked her tongue and leaned back against the roof, staring up at the sky.
I lay down beside her and looked up as well.
Man, it’s pitch black. Not a single star in sight.
"Thanks."
As I was stargazing, Hornet spoke flatly.
I looked at her, but she kept her eyes fixed away from me, perhaps out of embarrassment.
"You're a liar and a prick, but you're reliable in a fight."
"I haven't really lied about anything. And I'm not a prick."
"That right there is why you're a prick."
Hornet gave a short laugh and glanced at me.
Against the backdrop of the dark, wine-colored night sky with drifting clouds—not flashy since there were no stars—Hornet looked beautiful as she gazed at me.
Her refreshing blue hair and slightly fierce eyes, paired with those captivating teal pupils, made her even more attractive.
"You seem fine, but pay more attention to those other wimpy bitches."
"..."
"From the looks of it, this was their first defeat. Am I right?"
"There was one before that. Against you."
"That's because I'm pussy-fucking strong."
Hornet cackled.
Before Black Unicorn had even properly established itself, she had kidnapped me, and that was my first encounter with the New Human Alliance.
It’s funny how we were enemies then and are in the same party now.
Thank you for the wonderful connection, New Human Alliance.
I'll enjoy the meal.
"You crazy bastard, we're outside."
"It's better because we're outside."
"Crazy prick."
Hornet cursed as she watched me stroke her breast, but she didn't seem to have any intention of stopping me.
I slipped my hand inside her top and kneaded her soft breast while we watched the night sky together.
The combination of cool night air and a warm breast is truly magnificent.
I pulled her close to feel more of her body heat and gave her an arm pillow.
With her soft hair spread across my arm, Hornet continued.
"Anyway, pay more attention."
"Actually, it worked out well. It was a magnificent first defeat where no one got hurt."
"What's so 'magnificent' about losing?"
She didn't understand.
Defeat is incredibly important.
A person's growth changes entirely depending on how little they lose and how much experience they gain through that defeat.
Even if someone is overflowing with talent, there are many people stronger than them until they fully mature.
Occasionally, some lucky individuals grow without ever experiencing such powerful foes, but their lack of experience becomes glaringly obvious when they face an opponent of equal skill.
After all, 'instinct' is ultimately determined by how much experience one has digested.
Since there are skills that are nearly invincible under the right conditions and skills that will get you killed if you don't know how they work, survival rates increase only when one forms the habit of using their wits in diverse experiences and disadvantageous situations.
Hornet, whose nipples were gradually hardening, was a perfect example.
You can't always fight in optimal conditions, and you can't always fight in the location of your choosing.
Sometimes you have to run to take the high ground, and sometimes you have to squeeze out everything you have to take down an opponent stronger than yourself.
Those are precious experiences that can only be gained in situations where you are at a disadvantage.
Just like how a nipple being disadvantageously toyed with hardens and stands tall.
As I continued to knead her breasts, Hornet began to get aroused, slowly rubbing her thighs together.
"Ngh... you pervert... How are you a man who's overflowing with lust the moment you get back alive?"
"Death and pleasure are closely intertwined."
As I spouted that nonsense and rubbed my cock against her writhing thighs, Hornet looked at me with a frown.
When I poked her thigh with my cock, asking to be touched, her teal eyes looked at me with pathetic pity, yet she still reached out and grabbed it.
It felt great as the cool night air wrapped around my cock, freed from my stifling pants.
But the warm body heat felt through Hornet's slender fingers was even better.
She stroked my cock vigorously, her lips twisting.
"Does it feel good? You pervert?"
"It feels dick-fucking good."
"Can't you stop using that word? That's what those 'thumpers' use. It's pussy-fucking pathetic."
Ah, is that so...
From my perspective, 'pussy-fucking' feels that way.
I guess it can't be helped since the world has changed.
Whether it's dick-fucking or pussy-fucking doesn't matter; what I do know is that Hornet's handjobs are top-tier.
"Hng... anyway, go comfort the girls."
It wasn't the kind of thing you'd expect someone to say while stroking a cock, but Hornet, who had always grumbled and acted like an outsider, had somehow become a part of Black Unicorn and was worrying about the members.
I chuckled at how she was changing, and she glared at me, furrowing her fine eyebrows.
"Did you just laugh at me?"
I leaned in close as if to kiss her and whispered in her ear.
"You act like you don't care, but you're really worried about them."
"Fuck... I'm not..."
However, her words lacked conviction as she turned her blushing face away.
Seeing her, who was always prickly, show such an expression was unconvincing but incredibly lovely.
I kissed her turned-away pink lips.
Hornet's thin lips parted, and her tongue softly intertwined with mine.
Enjoying her tongue—which was always rough but became docile during sex—I slid my cock between her thighs.
The warm body heat and the smooth skin of her inner thighs tightened around my cock, bringing me joy.
Hornet's hand, having let go of my cock, stroked my butt and subtly pulled me toward her, enjoying the sensation of my cock being pressed against her thighs.
After thrusting against her thighs a few times, Hornet pulled away from me.
"Let's do it..."
Hornet looked up at me with a dazed expression, a thin string of saliva connecting our lips. She looked so cute that I picked her up and placed her on top of me.
Lying on top of me, Hornet pressed her body close and focused on kissing me again.
At the same time, she tensed her thighs, squeezing my cock tight as she moved up and down.
As the heat from the soft inner flesh of her thighs and her increasingly damp crotch brushed against me, my cock screamed in delight.
I pushed aside her short shorts and underwear, thrusting my cock into the exposed entrance.
"Ngh... hng... fuck... your cock tastes so good..."
Was this really the same woman who claimed to be frigid?
Hornet had hearts in her eyes, looking at me as if she couldn't help how much she loved me.
After looking down at me for a long time while stroking my cheek, Hornet leaned in and kissed me again.
Holding Hornet as she clung tenaciously to my lips, I buried my cock deep into her narrow vagina.
The wriggling vaginal folds pushed back as if they were being ironed out, clinging tightly to the shaft.
"Ah... hah...! Ugh, hng..."
"If you make too much noise, people will hear you."
When I whispered that to Hornet, who couldn't hold back her moans, her pussy suddenly tightened, wringing my cock.
Vaginal fluids flowed down my cock, which had penetrated deep inside her, and even as I stayed still, she repeatedly squeezed and released, chewing on my cock.
I whispered to her again while squeezing her butt cheeks, which were a delight to hold.
"You got excited thinking about being seen, didn't you? You pervert."
"Ugh... y-you're the pervert... Haaah...!"
As I pulled my cock out and thrust it back in, stirring her vigorously, Hornet let out a moan that sounded like a scream in surprise.
She looked cute glaring at me with gritted teeth, so I pulled her into my arms and began to piston slowly, moving my hips.
Moving slowly as if feeling every single vaginal fold, my cock molded her pussy into my shape.
As the light pleasures accumulated, she seemed to want stronger stimulation; her hips, which had been pressed against mine, began to move little by little.
She started to bounce in time with my rhythm, repeating long withdrawals until the glans almost popped out, followed by deep thrusts.
"Huuuugh..."
Hornet, looking like she was about to lose consciousness with her eyes rolling back, tried to hold back her moans but couldn't take it anymore and crashed her lips against mine.
Sucking on my lips roughly as if trying to inhale them, Hornet let out muffled moans while exhaling sharply.
"Mmph— mmph— mm, mmm! Hnnngh— mph...!"
With her mouth self-sealed, she swung her hips, falling deep into pleasure, her hands wandering aimlessly before frantically touching my body.
I let go of her and grabbed her hands, interlacing our fingers and pinning them up as she pressed down on me.
Having pinned me down, Hornet instinctively sought my lips with glazed eyes, arching her back as she slammed her ass down repeatedly.
Pang, pa-ang— pang, pang, pang.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed into the night sky as her buttocks met my pelvis.
Even without the moaning, the whole neighborhood would know.
However, Hornet, lost in the excitement of outdoor sex, didn't seem to care as she worked the pile-driver, shoving my cock into her pussy.
"Mmmph!!! Hnnnnngh... uuuugh...!"
Hornet closed her eyes tight and reached her climax with a sobbing moan.
Her breasts, which were almost touching me, shook violently from the recoil of her trembling body, and her pussy repeatedly swallowed and spat out my cock due to her reflexively twitching waist.
Hornet, who had been bouncing and jerking her body from the continuous stimulation, collapsed on top of me.
Lying on top of me, Hornet did nothing but pant heavily.
Man, her sweat-soaked blue hair sticking to her cheeks looked so sexy.
I brushed her hair aside and stuck my finger into her half-open mouth.
Then, I began to thrust my cock wildly into her twitching pussy.
"Hmph...!"
Startled, Hornet bit my finger to hold back her moans while I worked my hips vigorously, enjoying her pussy.
Splurt—! Shluuuurp!
As I ejaculated with all my might, Hornet, hitting her second climax, twitched and then passed out, her pupils blurring.
She goes down way too easily.
Hornet, who used to pout and say she was frigid, had been broken in by my cock and now felt more than anyone else, knowing the joy of the ultimate climax.
Even while unconscious, she sucked on my finger like it was a cock. I patted her plump buttocks.
Cute thing. I'll show you more love later.