#19. No One Can Be Deceived. A Single Tear Trails Down Yoo Dahui’s Cheek.
A single tear had slid down Yoo Dahui’s cheek. Even she didn’t know why it had fallen. Her expression, utterly powerless, shook Kim Jinwu to his core. His throbbing cock strained violently against the front of his pants, so painfully hard it felt like it might snap.
“Such a pitiful expression suits you.”
“Shut your mouth, you filthy bastard.”
“Haha, I love that angry face too. No matter how Dahui acts, it just looks cute to me.”
“You crazy mutt.”
Yoo Dahui glared at Kim Jinwu and poured out every curse she could think of. Kim Jinwu let out a light snort and then poured a Recovery Potion into Chayjinwu’s cup. Since it was outwardly like Dahui was surrendering, it was only fair to reward him. Carrot and stick. He had no idea about anything regarding domination, but he figured this would work for now. From the very beginning, Jinwu had moved without a single thought of planning.
“Uuu… Dahui…”
“Kim Jinwu!”
The potion’s effect was astonishing. Chayjinwu’s wounds began to recover visibly. Even the face that had been unrecognizable from the damage was slowly becoming clear again. The painful whimpers grew softer, finally returning to a human voice. With the death threat lifted, Kim Jinwu stopped using the potion and tucked it back into his inventory. Originally, Chayjinwu was a Shadow Spirit. He could heal on his own without needing a Recovery Potion.
“At this rate you won’t die. Dahui’s sacrifice saved her boyfriend.”
“…”
Kim Jinwu propped Chayjinwu up against the cave wall. Chayjinwu’s gaze was fixed on Yoo Dahui. He was nothing more than an audience there to receive Dahui’s guilty pleasure from the sex waiting ahead.
“Still, I never imagined Dahui would surrender her pride so easily. I thought you’d at least hold out a little longer.”
Yoo Dahui ignored Jinwu’s mocking words. She had no intention of listening anyway; it only made her angrier.
“Kim Jinwu…”
Her eyes stayed locked on Chayjinwu. Chayjinwu kept his head bowed, rough breathing escaping him. He had improved slightly, yet the pain remained the same. Kim Jinwu smiled brightly while watching Dahui.
“Such devotion. Who knows how long it will last.”
“…You disgusting rapist. I’ll never understand for eternity.”
Yoo Dahui shot Jinwu a look full of fury. The rusty cuffs clanked as he tightened them. If they hadn’t been bound, she would have tried to break his neck right then. Because of the cuffs, she couldn’t put in more than the minimum force. Weird characters were carved into the metal, and some strange power was actively working on her. It felt as if she had returned to the moment she had first been summoned in the tutorial. In her current state, even a shred of resistance was impossible. All she could do was spread her legs and accept the faceless man.
Kim Jinwu slowly approached Yoo Dahui. He positioned Elena in a suitable spot and planned to savor Dahui at his leisure.
“How are you feeling?”
“Fucking awful. What kind of question is that?”
Yoo Dahui writhed as if trying to break free. She looked ready to swing her fist at any second.
“If I hadn’t tied you up, you would’ve been in serious trouble.”
“Yeah, if I hadn’t tied you up, you would’ve died. Kaak, urgh!”
“Aigo, I’m scared.”
Kim Jinwu slowly undressed her. The torn blouse, the mud-stained leather pants—piece by piece, until her pale skin was fully exposed. Tight ass, panties clinging to her hips.
“Ass.”
Kim Jinwu lightly tapped Yoo Dahui’s pelvis. The casual stroke felt strangely familiar to her.
“Eh…?”
Yoo Dahui unconsciously lifted her hips while staring at Chayjinwu. The panty was being peeled away by the faceless man, but the sensation wasn’t overwhelmingly unpleasant. ‘Kim Jinwu is over there…’
The familiar scent of a man clung to the hand that was stripping her. Yoo Dahui recalled a hypothesis she had tried to forget.
‘Is the faceless man… Kim Jinwu?’
The makeshift bed on the dirt floor felt decently soft. The contact with her ass was quite gentle.
“Following so obediently is wonderful. I’m comfortable, and Dahui is comfortable too.”
“…Shut your trap, you fucking idiot.”
Once she suspected, the unpleasant feeling slowly melted away. Yoo Dahui struggled to keep her tone sharp.
‘Why… why is this happening…?’
It wasn’t the ridiculous thought that she was getting aroused by the man who had raped her. The fact that the filthy faceless man had the exact same voice as Kim Jinwu made her unconsciously ease up, and she hated that realization.
“Uuu…”
The cold air brushed against Yoo Dahui. With not a single thread covering her, her body trembled on its own. Outside, the sun had already set; the night air was quite chilly.
“…”
Kim Jinwu pulled out firewood from his inventory and tossed it onto the small fire. Flames roared, filling the cave with warmth. Then he stripped off his pants. His raging erection sprang out, throbbing threateningly. Kim Jinwu didn’t remove his shirt. The scar from “Black Magic” remained on his soul and could never be erased even after regression.
Yoo Dahui swallowed hard. Because the faceless man’s cock looked so attractive, her pride had taken a hit. ‘…That’s the one that stole my virginity…’
Her gaze landed on the faceless man’s cock. She traced every inch as if touching herself and reached a conclusion.
“Fuck, it’s Kim Jinwu’s cock?”
During her time in the Tower of Struggle, Yoo Dahui had only ever known Kim Jinwu’s cock. Except for the two times she had been violated by the faceless man, her pussy had known nothing but Kim Jinwu’s. That blind pussy began dripping with arousal like Pavlov’s dog.
“Dahui, your body remains beautiful.”
“Hands off.”
Kim Jinwu stroked her thigh. Yoo Dahui frowned as if displeased by his touch. She didn’t realize that her tone had softened without her noticing. She closed her eyes tightly, trying desperately to confirm whether it was really Kim Jinwu.
“Closing your eyes doesn’t change anything.”
“Mouth… shut up…!”
Kim Jinwu lifted her upper body. Since Elena was watching warily, he decided to play gently this time.
“Huuu…”
Every time his hand touched her, a faint moan slipped from Yoo Dahui’s lips. Her body, tense from the start, stiffened completely. Since she couldn’t see the face, it felt as if Kim Jinwu was the one touching her.
“If you close your eyes… then like this…”
Thud—
Yoo Dahui felt something heavy settle on her face. Hot, hard, and carrying a scent…
‘Kim Jinwu…!’
She secretly opened one eye and caught the familiar scent of Kim Jinwu rubbing against her face. The smell she had despised daily for years. Without knowing what she was thinking, Kim Jinwu grinned and rubbed his cock all over her face. He smeared it across her forehead, cheeks, and lips.
“I can’t bite, so I’ll stop here.”
“Kh…!”
He rubbed the head in circles, leaving traces. Thick precum covered her face. Her entire face was drenched in Kim Jinwu’s scent.
“Haaa… Kim Jinwu, this feels a little… different…”
Outwardly she frowned, but inside her mind was screaming in ecstasy. She herself had gone crazy. Kim Jinwu, who had been teasing her until she was satisfied, sat behind her, pulled her close, and lifted her onto his lap.
Yoo Dahui squeezed her eyes shut in panic.
“What are you doing…!”
Startled by the sudden movement, she shouted. Kim Jinwu lifted her slightly and sat her on his thigh.
“Ah…! Annoying…”
The fact that she was being swayed by the faceless man made her furious. Nothing had been decided yet, yet she had let her body be taken by someone she thought was Kim Jinwu.
“Dahui, how is it? Comfortable?”
“…If you break your dick, maybe I’ll feel better.”
Yoo Dahui had become the picture of someone sitting on the faceless man’s thigh. The position was so embarrassing that any small movement would insert his cock into her ass. Their bare skin pressed together, and Kim Jinwu’s body heat transferred to her. The cold air made the warmth feel even more intense.
“Hey, you know your boyfriend is here, right?”
“…You bastard!”
“Your reaction is pretty dull… Does that mean it’s okay if your boyfriend sees?”
Kim Jinwu spoke as if he was teasing her. Yoo Dahui was actually losing her mind over other things and jumping up and down in excitement.
‘Wait, seriously Kim Jinwu? It’s gotta be a joke, right?’
The voice that brushed her ear felt like Kim Jinwu was speaking directly to her. The air around her was filled with the scent she only ever smelled in Kim Jinwu’s arms. Was she crazy? She had said she would hold on, but was she already broken? She barely managed to steady her spinning mind.
“Huuu…”
“You haven’t touched me at all, yet you’re already wet. Could it be that Dahui likes being raped?”
“No, no, shut up! Aah!”
Kim Jinwu began tormenting her in earnest. He rubbed her pussy with his rough fingers. He gently circled her erect nipples.
“Huuu…”
‘Wow, his teasing is exactly like Kim Jinwu’s.’
The faceless man’s hands were terrible. He lacked any real experience, yet he knew how to hit exactly her weak points. ‘A bad gamer playing with someone else’s strategy.’
But that strategy was on the level of a master key that could shake the very foundation of gaming. Kim Jinwu’s evaluation was the same. If there were a “Yoo Dahui Studies,” he would be the top student.
“Haaah…!”
Yoo Dahui twisted her waist to avoid his hands. Every twist brought her ass into contact with his hot cock.
“Dahui, your hips are bouncing nicely.”
“Ah!”
“If your boyfriend saw you like this, he’d think you wanted my cock buried inside you, right?”
“You, you fucking…”
Yoo Dahui barely managed to squeeze out a curse. Because Kim Jinwu’s voice came from behind, she couldn’t form the words.
‘Why…’
The groaning Chayjinwu, the faceless man mocking her. It didn’t make sense that two people were Kim Jinwu. ‘Why does the man behind me feel exactly like the real Kim Jinwu…?’
Yoo Dahui opened her eyes, dazed. She met Chayjinwu’s eyes as he stared back with a blank face. Chayjinwu quickly lowered his head to avoid her gaze.
‘…That’s not Kim Jinwu, right…?’
The moment she looked into his eyes, she knew. Chayjinwu was not Kim Jinwu. He looked exactly the same, but the feeling was different.
‘Ugh, but still…’
There was no pull. Every time she saw Kim Jinwu, her lower abdomen would twist in pain. She felt nothing like that from Chayjinwu. Instead, the faceless man gave her that same sensation.
‘Wait, what? What the hell?’
Yoo Dahui let the faceless man’s hands roam while her mind raced. The lingering attachment to Chayjinwu vanished, and her head felt lighter. The moment she accepted the faceless man as Kim Jinwu, she no longer felt resistance toward his touch. She had returned to the beginning. ‘Faceless man = Kim Jinwu’ Since the moment she had formed that hypothesis and doubted Kim Jinwu. ‘Why did I think the faceless man was Kim Jinwu?’
There were plenty of clues. Voice, body type, scent, cock size… Among the players summoned to the 0th floor, only Kim Jinwu matched the faceless man. It was possible he was a resident, but that possibility had been erased the moment she met him on the 1st floor. This place was the Tower of Struggle. Any player being here was normal. ‘It wouldn’t be strange if there were regressors besides me.’
The clue Chayjinwu had thrown. The greeting she had heard for the first time in a long while. Thanks to that, Yoo Dahui had hypothesized that the faceless man was somehow like a regressor. And Kim Jinwu. Thinking back, Kim Jinwu had always made the correct judgment. He never hesitated when a decision was needed. Lately, memories from previous cycles or future scenes from dreams had surfaced. He had casually dropped hints while speaking nonsense.
Putting it all together, the picture of the faceless man being Kim Jinwu had formed perfectly. There was only one empty slot.
Why had Kim Jinwu forced himself on her? She had lost her virginity. She had been mocked and trampled on. The rage was so immense it was unimaginable. Yet the love for Kim Jinwu was even greater.
‘Wouldn’t it be better to pretend I don’t know…?’
She didn’t want to separate from Kim Jinwu. Even if she stripped away the mask of the faceless man who had raped her and confirmed it was really him, the image of herself desperately trying to understand was still clear in her mind. ‘…If Kim Jinwu is the faceless man, then in the end it’s his cock that took my first time. It might not be that bad…’
‘What… Why am I suddenly so obedient?’
Yoo Dahui’s attitude had changed. She still moaned, but the rebellious spirit had completely vanished.
Creak—
With a creepy sensation behind her, Kim Jinwu pushed a finger into her pussy. Yoo Dahui leaned against him, enjoying the touch.
#Netorare#Rape — the thought crossed his mind. He felt something was wrong, but he kept acting like nothing was amiss.
“Finally you’ve given up and entrusted your body to me. How delightful.”
“No, I was just thinking.”
“Are you thinking about something else while I’m right here? Dahui will be punished.”
The faceless man spoke slyly. His finger never stopped moving.
“Haa…”
Yoo Dahui turned her head slightly and glared at the faceless man. The moment she saw the corner of her own mouth twist, Kim Jinwu instinctively knew something was terribly wrong.
“Shut your mouth. Kim Jinwu, you fucking bastard.”