Blissful Collapse and Warrior's Awakening

Kim Miyeon's consciousness, lost to overwhelming pleasure, slowly returned. A faint tremor stirred at the corners of her eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered several times before she finally lifted her heavy eyelids. What came into view was a devastating sight. The bedsheets were stained with all sorts of bodily fluids, and her naked body bore traces everywhere, as if she'd just survived an intense battle. White fluids trailed over her breasts and between her thighs, stark proof of what she'd been doing moments ago. And at the center of it all stood a man, still completely nude, right before her eyes.

Exactly three seconds of silence. A red flush gradually spread across Kim Miyeon's face. Like ink blooming in water, the blush started at her nape, crept over her cheeks, and colored her forehead. She hurriedly yanked the blanket over her body and face.

"I'm... I'm really sorry."

The voice leaking from beneath the blanket trembled as if she might burst into ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tears at any moment.

"I'm not usually like this..."

Kim Miyeon caught her breath under the covers and continued. Her tone mixed panic, shame, and a hint of despair.

"Lately, I've been feeling a bit off... I haven't done anything like this since giving birth to Seoyul, so maybe the urges built up. And... I accidentally overheard you and Seoyeon... it flipped a switch in me."

She explained the sequence of events like she was making excuses—or trying to convince herself. A subtle quiver laced the end of each sentence.

"So please... please don't kick me out."

The desperate plea from under the blanket paused, then resumed even softer.

"No, even if you kick me out, Seoyul's innocent, so just make me go alone..."

I cut her off quickly.

"No, no, wait. Why do you jump straight to me kicking you out?"

Kim Miyeon cautiously lowered the blanket bit by bit, peeking up at me. Her eyes brimmed with anxiety and worry, like a puppy fearing abandonment.

"Aren't you dating Seoyeon...? And some auntie like me just pounced on you out of nowhere... You must feel bad... I'd have no right to complain if you kicked me out..."

'Huh... It's kinda surprising she's thinking like that with this beauty and figure.' I thought to myself, waving it off.

"I'm not kicking you out. Setting that aside, your cooking is insanely good, sis? Even if you tried to leave now, I'd stop you. I'd tie you up tight and make you cook forever."

At my half-joking words, Kim Miyeon grew even more embarrassed, pulling the blanket up to her cheeks. I pointed at the white traces scattered across the bed with a meaningful grin.

"Would a guy who felt bad go this far?"

Then I added,

"I... liked it. As much as I'd do it every day."

Her face flushed deeper at the confession. But practical worries still gripped her.

"What about Seoyeon...?"

Hearing Yoon Seoyeon's name brought back what she'd said last time. I told Kim Miyeon I'd handle Yoon Seoyeon myself, so no worries. Then, glancing at her slyly, I asked,

"How about you, sis?"

She hesitated a moment before answering honestly.

"I... loved it too... It was my first time like this..."

Those words ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠reignited my lust. I stood tall again, embracing her fiercely three more times. Kim Miyeon lost consciousness once more, her face blissed out in happiness.

Having spent plenty of time, I figured going out today would be tough, so I decided to focus on strengthening my inner foundation.

The Gravity trait gained an intriguing new function called 'Expansion.' I couldn't test it right away without the gravity buff, but I'd try it next time.

This one stayed the same. Still, it sparked some expectation that something might have changed, like last time.

The Zone trait's evolution was striking. The area jumped from 300㎡ to 1,000㎡, but the biggest change was arbitrary zone shaping. I immediately readjusted the setup. Unlike before, it offered 3D simulation-like freedom within 1,000㎡. Basing it on a rectangular first-floor structure showed usage at 150㎡/1,000㎡.

Finishing the zone adjustment, I returned to find Miyeon sis already awake, tidying the room spotless. Our eyes met, and she quickly averted hers, cheeks flushing. She brushed past me, then suddenly spun back, planting a light kiss on my cheek with a smack. In that instant, her expression was like a girl in her first love. She fled to her place like she'd been caught.

I desperately wanted to go again, but the kids would be back soon. Suppressing the urge, I focused on sorting the rooms in our four-story building.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Lee Seoyul and Yoon Seoyeon returned from their daily routine. Yoon Seoyeon's forehead was badly scraped.

"What the hell? How'd you get hurt like that?"

Yoon Seoyeon replied triumphantly.

"Heh... Call it a growth scar?"

She seemed fine answering, so I relaxed. I gave her a potion. Seeing me deep-cleaning, they said they'd wash up and help, heading to their rooms. Kim Miyeon joined, making four of us. Cleaning went quicker than expected. Perishables went safely into my inventory.

The rest got systematically organized in one room. The old shared studios could now be personal rooms. I think I heard Yoon Seoyeon tsk with a "Tch!" in regret, but it was probably my imagination.

Finally, we cracked open beers together, grilled inventory meat for an impromptu party. Everyone devoured the proper meat after so long, drooling and tearing up in delight. But the white smoke from grilling drifted out the open window. That savory aroma teased the sensitive noses of beasts lurking hungrily in the dark, waiting for their chance.

In that peaceful evening moment, they blissfully spent time, unaware of the danger closing in.

*

Yoon Seoyeon and Lee Seoyul headed to the roadside for zombie hunting. Yoon Seoyeon's movements carried a newfound ease. Had the life-or-death sewer battle with Kim Geon elevated her? Surface zombies weren't as fast as the sewer ones, and avoiding the deadly Stigma made them manageable. She calmly swung her bat, dispatching them one by one. Kim Geon's techniques flowed naturally in every motion.

Focused on steady hunting, Lee Seoyul hesitantly spoke up.

"Unnie, are you dating Geon oppa?"

The sudden question broke Yoon Seoyeon's focus. Her bat swing at a zombie sliced empty air.

"Wh-what...? Why bring that up outta nowhere?"

At Yoon Seoyeon's flustered voice, Lee Seoyul answered innocently.

"You two seem close! You match so well!"

A subtle smile tugged at Yoon Seoyeon's lips. Feeling good, she suddenly grew affectionate.

"If anything's tough or you can't say it, tell unnie anytime. Got it?"

That's when it happened. Far off, a silhouette bounced across car roofs. Movement utterly unlike regular zombies. Yoon Seoyeon's body tensed instinctively. Despite trembling limbs, her grip on the bat was ironclad, eyes remarkably calm. Countless battles with Kim Geon had tempered her.

The jumper zombie's thighs bulged abnormally, like coiled springs promising explosive power. It crouched to leap—and arced toward Yoon Seoyeon in a parabola. She'd been waiting for that timing. She swung precisely.

-Bang!

But as befitting a rare-grade zombie, it clamped the incoming bat in its teeth. In crisis, Kim Geon's voice echoed clearly in her mind.

'When fighting, think only of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this.'

'What?'

'Prepare your next attack right after the first.'

Thanks to that lesson, Yoon Seoyeon didn't panic. She used the stuck bat's momentum, slamming the zombie into a utility pole.

-Bang!

The zombie's head smashed against the pole and burst. Dark red blood splashed the pole and her face. Buoyed by confidence, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she methodically crushed the next zombies—ones prepping jumps on cars, climbers on walls—all fell in an instant to her bat.

'I can handle this.'

That thought crossed her mind—then at her periphery, a jumper lunged at Lee Seoyul. Too far for normal reach. Without hesitation, she activated Wheel Legs, her boosted speed getting her in front of Seoyul faster than the zombie. She swung hard—but again, teeth blocked it.

-Crack!

This time, the bat shattered completely. Seeing the broken handle, another memory flashed: Kim Geon at the convenience store, headbutting after his weapon broke, covered in blood. Never giving up, no matter the pain or danger.

The handle's splintered end sharpened like a spear tip. Yoon Seoyeon jabbed it straight into the zombie's eye. But it didn't die. She pressed her forehead to the base and headbutted.

Bang!

Once more.

Bang!

Again.

Bang!

Her forehead tore, blood trickling between her brows. But she didn't stop. She thought,

'Geon never quit, even in pain or danger. To stand by him, I need that resolve.'

"Die already!!"

The final headbutt and scream burst it for good. The zombie stilled.

"Seoyeon unnie!!! You okay?!"

Lee Seoyul rushed over, worried. Yoon Seoyeon wiped forehead blood with her hand, thinking. In every crisis, Kim Geon's teachings and actions protected her. Even absent, he still guarded her—her heart warmed.

"I'm fine!"

Yoon Seoyeon flashed a bright smile and V-sign to Seoyul. Sunset glowed behind her. The blood-red dusk silhouetted her like a movie scene. Her victorious smile was more beautiful than ever. Through battle, she'd truly become a survivor.