Chapter 8: Concentration is Key in Shooting
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 8: Concentration is Key in Shooting
"Deactivate your skills and back away slowly. On my signal, run and pass between the Manderus's legs while freezing the floor. If possible, try to lure it into turning to its left."
Park Sung-jun, the Clan Leader of Break Line, was reviewing the combat data from the battle that had occurred while he was away.
A Manderus might seem overwhelming at first due to its sheer size and strength, but it was an easy opponent once you faced it a few times.
Though they were just fledgling heroes challenging a D-6 dungeon, the monster's low intelligence meant they were more than capable of taking it down with their current strength.
While the achievement itself wasn't groundbreaking, Jeong Yeon-woo’s performance as an operator—saving heroes who were in a crisis with half the party injured—looked impressive even to Park Sung-jun’s eyes.
"Meeting an operator like this would be incredibly annoying."
Han So-ye, who had been active in the same party as Park Sung-jun before joining Break Line, laughed as she watched the screen.
The guy was drinking coffee alone in the middle of a desperate situation, and he was subtly insulting the heroes while pretending to teach them. If Han So-ye had been the one listening to that comms feed, she would have started swearing immediately.
But regardless of that, Jeong Yeon-woo’s operating was excellent.
He had used a drone—which usually just broadcasted the situation—as a sacrificial pawn to draw the Manderus's attention, allowing the hunted heroes to regroup.
Even though the price of a specialized drone for dungeon entry was no joke, it couldn't be compared to a hero's life.
"I wonder what happened during his vacation to make a person change this much."
"Well, children can grow beyond recognition in just a single day, you know."
When Park Sung-jun voiced his doubt, Han So-ye answered with a warm smile.
She had accompanied Jeong Yeon-woo on his first deployment—his dungeon debut, often referred to as 'popping one's cherry.'
Recalling how he had trembled while holding a shield as big as his body and eventually ran away crying after facing a monster, this was a remarkable transformation.
To Han So-ye, the growth of the boy who had been cute yet pathetic was something to be proud of.
However, unlike Han So-ye’s affectionate gaze, Park Sung-jun’s eyes remained cold.
"I can make use of him."
"Are you thinking of something wicked again?"
"Growing the clan isn't a bad thing."
"I don't know about that. This whole situation happened because you focused on bloating the size without strengthening the core. What's the point of having so many people when there's no one capable of making proper judgments?"
Despite lacking any legendary heroes, Break Line had grown rapidly over the last ten years.
Park Sung-jun’s business acumen was undeniable, but because he focused solely on scale without investing in employee training or recruiting talented individuals, the overall quality of the clan was poor.
"That’s why I need Jeong Yeon-woo."
"So you're saying you'll use him as bait again. Don't you feel sorry for Yeon-woo? Half the heroes who joined our clan hold a grudge against him."
"Isn't it the HR department's job to gather people? Besides, a good thing should be shared with many."
Despite Han So-ye’s nagging, Park Sung-jun answered nonchalantly and called for his secretary.
"We're going to promote this incident extensively. Tell the PR department to get ready."
"Understood."
Han So-ye watched the secretary leave with a dissatisfied expression, but she didn't argue with the Clan Leader's decision.
‘Maybe I should go see Yeon-woo for the first time in a while?’
Feeling pity for Jeong Yeon-woo, who was being exploited by Park Sung-jun, she became curious about the boy she hadn't seen since his debut.
"You're late today."
"Yes, work piled up, so I only managed to get here around clock-out time."
As I entered the shooting range just before the end of the shift, Sung Hee-na greeted me with a smile.
"It's quite late, isn't it? You don't need to look over my training today."
"No, I'll help. I don't have anything to do at home anyway."
She really is a diligent person. That’s exactly why I came at this hour, though.
There was no way I, with no real work, would have a backlog.
I had intentionally come when everyone was leaving so I could use my wish.
It was a bit bothersome that the other team members, who were packing up, were glancing over as if they wanted to join in, but going home is every office worker's dream. Hurry up and leave so I can be alone with Sung Hee-na.
"Team Leader, we'll be heading out now. Good work, Manager Jeong Yeon-woo."
Whether my prayers were answered or Sung Hee-na just had great control over her unit, they left one by one after saying their goodbyes.
While all the staff were leaving, I killed time by practicing my shooting, and Sung Hee-na, who was watching from the side, offered some advice.
"Everything about you is perfect, Manager. Your posture is correct, and your reflexes are incomparable to mine."
"But I'm not hitting 100%. I wonder why."
It was for the sake of the wish, of course.
"Hmm... Seeing as your accuracy is higher in the latter half, I suspect it might be a concentration issue. Perhaps the pressure of being close to the goal is interfering with your focus. I think you just need to relax your mind."
In truth, I was missing on purpose, but Sung Hee-na gave me a serious answer after deep thought.
I felt a little guilty, but what can you do? Once I use the wish, we can all be happy, so let's call it even.
I recalibrated the training program and loaded the pistol.
"You promised to grant me a wish if I hit 100%."
"Yes, you're almost there."
I looked away from Sung Hee-na, who was still nodding with an innocent face, and focused on the target.
The targets were analog, but the holograms created various scenarios.
A villain holding a hostage would overlap with the target, a monster would jump out, or the surrounding environment would change in rapid succession.
I had done this so many times I practically had the patterns memorized, so it wasn't difficult.
After a barrage of gunshots, a mechanical voice announced the end of the program, and the data appeared on the monitor.
"It's 100%."
"Yes, 100%. Congratulations."
The look in Sung Hee-na’s eyes as she gave a small round of applause was lovely.
It was strange how she could look so adorable while wearing a special forces uniform with her black bob cut.
As I silently reloaded the empty magazine, Sung Hee-na came over to help.
She looked like she wanted to ask what the wish was, but it was cute how she kept her mouth shut and pretended to focus.
An awkward silence filled the shooting range as I slotted the magazine into the pistol and started the program again.
"Since I've reached the goal, shall we try Level 4?"
"Ah... Yes! Yes, of course. Since you hit 100% and leveled up, I'm sure your results will be good this time too."
Sung Hee-na seemed flustered when I suggested more training instead of stating my wish, but she quickly followed up.
Her reactions were so fun that I couldn't stop teasing her.
Concentration, huh... Right, concentration is important.
Recalling what Sung Hee-na had said, I began shooting.
My accuracy for Level 4 was 72%.
There was a difficulty spike from Level 3, but I had also missed quite a few on purpose.
If I were serious, I’d probably get in the low 90s.
Actually, I thought 100% would be possible, but maybe I underestimated it.
Sung Hee-na stared blankly at the monitor showing the data, seemingly at a loss for words.
"Ah, well, you were on Level 3 for a long time and got used to those movements, so you just haven't adapted yet. I mean, getting in the 70s on your first try is actually a great score."
Kind-hearted Sung Hee-na spoke rapidly, trying her best to comfort me.
"It's okay. Like you said, Team Leader, I need to concentrate more."
"It won't be hard once you get used to it."
As I flashed her a smile, she smiled back in relief. That was when I brought up what I wanted.
"Then, I'll use my wish now."
"Huh? Oh, yes. Right. You should use your wish."
No matter how much she tried to act calm, her eyes were full of anticipation. It was just plain cute.
I intentionally paused for a moment before smiling.
"Since it seems I lack concentration just like you said, please help me with concentration training."
"Ah... Yes... Yes, of course I should help with that."
Sung Hee-na’s face fell with disappointment at the unexpected wish, but she quickly snapped out of it and answered.
It was refreshing to see someone who commanded her unit with such charisma react like a puppy.
"Of course... why would he... what were you expecting, you idiot..."
I can hear you.
I could hear Sung Hee-na muttering to herself as she refilled the target plates in the corner.
This woman is seriously cute.
I’ll definitely treat her to a meal. Though I'll be the one eating her.
"Then, will you help me with the concentration training starting now?"
"Yes, do you have something in mind?"
I felt myself getting tense as I watched Sung Hee-na return after setting down the target plates.
Since this was a world where women were more sexually aggressive, I figured it would be fine, but if it didn't work, I’d just end up looking like a pervert.
"Please sit here."
Without knowing why, Sung Hee-na sat in front of the shooting stand and tilted her head, looking up at me.
"Starting Level 4 program."
As the mechanical voice announced the start of the training program, I stood before the shooting stand.
"What kind of training is this..."
"Team Leader, please distract me. Do your absolute best to break my concentration."
"Pardon? How am I supposed to..."
When I unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock, Sung Hee-na’s eyes widened, and she fell silent.
I don't care anymore. I'm going to focus on shooting.
The die is cast; she’ll either treat me like a pervert or suck my dick.
Glancing down, I saw Sung Hee-na staring blankly at the cock right in front of her eyes.
To signal her to hurry up, I shifted my hips slightly and poked the tip of her nose with my dick. She looked up at me, startled.
Pretending not to notice, I looked back at the target, and soon I felt Sung Hee-na’s breath.
My dick twitched at the damp, warm sensation, and I heard a startled rustling sound.
Don't tease me, just do it already.
Just as I was starting to wonder if this was her way of distracting me, soft skin wrapped around my cock.
Because I wasn't looking down, the sensation felt even more acute.
After hesitantly fiddling with my shaft, Sung Hee-na began to slowly move her hand up and down.
"Target missed."
Since I had set it to notify me whenever I missed, the mechanical voice chimed in.
"It's hard to focus. You're doing great."
"Uh... Yes, it's training, right? Since it's training... it's just training."
As she repeated the word 'training' to herself, Sung Hee-na’s hand became more proactive.
Her movements were a bit awkward, perhaps due to lack of experience, but as expected of this world, her sexual knowledge was sufficient.
One hand rubbed the glans with her palm while the other vigorously jerked the shaft, making my dick stand rock hard.
"Unbelievable... It's so hard..."
Glancing down again, I saw Sung Hee-na staring at my dick as if she had discovered a treasure.
Ah, I can't hold back anymore.
I had been shooting with both hands, but I lowered my left hand and grabbed the back of Sung Hee-na’s head.
Meeting her upward gaze, I pushed my hips forward and pressed my glans against her lips.
"You can increase the difficulty even more."
"... ... Yes."
When I demanded a blowjob under the guise of training, the look in Sung Hee-na’s eyes changed, and she kissed the glans.
With the sound of wet smacking, she poked her tongue out to lick the opening before slowly taking it into her mouth.
Opening and closing her mouth as if savoring a delicacy, Sung Hee-na’s mouth moved past the glans and swallowed the shaft.
"Target missed."
As her wet tongue gently tickled the underside of the glans, it became increasingly difficult to concentrate.
Now I can't hold back either.
I gripped the back of her head as she tantalizingly took me in bit by bit and thrust my hips deep.
"Ugh-!"
Sung Hee-na was startled as my dick filled her mouth and invaded her throat, but soon she began to suck lewdly with an ecstatic expression.
Slurp, suck.
"Target missed."
Listening to the cold mechanical voice, I thrust my hips, and Sung Hee-na moved her head in sync with my movements.
Schloooop—slurp.
As if determined to suck every bit of it, her entire mouth suctioned and wrapped around my dick.
"Target missed."
The pleasure surging from my dick caused my shooting accuracy to drop to 40%.
The voice announcing the misses continued, but Sung Hee-na didn't care, grabbing my buttocks with both hands and sucking with all her might.
Wow—was this the same woman whose mouth-work was awkward just a moment ago?
Even while gagging, Sung Hee-na swallowed my entire dick.
The structure of her curving throat was transmitted through my cock.
I gripped the back of her head tightly so she couldn't pull away and ejaculated.
Splurt, spurt, spluuurt, gulp, gulp, gulp.
As my dick, buried deep in her throat, poured semen directly into her, Sung Hee-na’s throat worked hard to swallow.
After injecting every last drop of semen and letting her go, she hung her head weakly before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and looking up at me.
"Thanks for helping with the training."
"Haa... haa... I'll help you anytime."
Though her hair was matted with sweat and her face looked exhausted, Sung Hee-na wore the happiest expression I had ever seen on her.