Chapter 48
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: I Really Want to Impregnate Her
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"Ah… that was good."
Sia stood up, letting out a languid moan after ejaculating three times in quick succession.
She stretched her back to shake off the drowsiness and looked down.
"Hek…♡ Hek…♡"
Dayeon lay sprawled on the floor, her hips twitching faintly.
An enormous amount of semen gushed out from between her legs.
Sia had used her violently, slamming her hips as if to crush her womb.
For a woman who preferred affectionate sex, treating someone like a mere onahole was rare—but she had to admit, it wasn't half bad.
Especially with such a perfect fucktoy.
'Hmm… no more messages.'
It would've been nice if she'd sent a few more photos.
Masturbating on imagination alone had its limits, after all.
"Dayeon, let's go. They'll start looking for us soon."
"Y-Yes…♡"
Dayeon cast a recovery skill on herself and struggled to her feet on her trembling legs.
Sia fondled her ass while making sure her pussy was properly plugged up.
After tidying up the supply room, they stepped out into the silent hospital corridor that greeted them.
Tucked away in a secluded spot, no patients or nurses passed through at night.
The two headed toward the corridor intersection and prepared to part with a kiss.
"Smack…♡ Next time I get the urge to jerk off, can I use your pussy, Dayeon?"
"Mmwah…♡ Sure…♡ Y-You don't even need to ask permission…♡ Whenever your cock gets hard, just come use my pussy anytime…♡ I'll keep it wet and ready for you♡"
"Self-maintaining onahole? Nice."
In the end, it was just a bit more crudely worded—but no different from her relationships with the other women so far.
They shared a small laugh, exchanged one last kiss, and returned to their respective patrol areas.
Sia's zone was right below the supply room.
Perfect position to respond immediately if their secret fuck session caused any issues.
If she'd been on ER duty, she wouldn't have had time for this—lucky break today.
General wards were supposed to be busy even at night, but… thanks to Awakeners, all sorts of care was easier now, making things more relaxed than before, or so she'd heard.
"Sia… some recovery, please…."
"Yep!"
A doctor with heavy dark circles shuffled over like a zombie.
Sia injected divine power into him right away, and his expression brightened instantly.
"Haa… My mind's clear without even doping on coffee… The world's gotten so much better."
"Come back anytime you get tired again!"
"Thanks. Take it easy too, Sia."
Sia gave an awkward smile at his words.
While everyone else slaved away through the night, she'd fucked a diligent nurse silly and jerked off to fantasies of her friends' yuri sex using her same-age pal's pussy.
It was thrilling enough to make her brain tingle, but it also pricked at her conscience.
To shake off the guilt, Sia patrolled the ward, reinforcing the barriers installed around the place.
The range was too wide for great results, but it was enough to prevent patients' conditions from worsening too much.
They weren't even her own barriers—just tweaks to the hospital's existing ones.
She'd gotten permission from the hospital already.
For them, it was a huge cost-saver—more than welcome.
Unaware of the real reason, they just praised her character.
Some even jokingly called her the "Saintess" now and then.
'Well… that was just in chat, but… kinda weird.'
Being called by the nickname of the person she'd shared her first time with made her heart flutter oddly.
She thought she'd sorted out her lingering feelings after returning and fucking her way through the girls… but she still missed them sometimes.
'Miss Amelia too….'
She wanted to see the goddess who'd taken her virginity.
She said she'd visit if she could… but who knew when.
Sia forced a smile, but couldn't fully erase the bitterness.
Maybe being in a hospital made her miss them even more.
A mild melancholy made her head throb when her messenger pinged.
Sia checked it right away, if only to lift her mood.
[Reverse Tourism]
Along with that short message came a photo of Yura sprawled on the bed, pussy dripping with juices. Even now, Yura was grinning and throwing up a V-sign.
"Kuk."
Sia leaned against the wall, chuckling, and fired off a reply in the chat.
[Send me your pic too, Doyeon]
About a minute later, Doyeon sent a full-body mirror shot—pouting, one hand shyly covering her pussy.
[Thanks, love you♡]
Doyeon started typing, paused, typed again—the indicator flickered on and off.
Finally, a short reply.
[Me too.]
"Ha… I really want to knock her up."
She wanted to leave proof that Doyeon was completely hers.
Right then—
Jiyu, fresh from a gate, popped into the group chat for the first time in ages.
[Whatcha guys doing…?]
[Doyeon fucked Yura♡]
[Scared bunny trembling emoji]
[……]
"So, this gate?"
"Yeah. That one seems perfect."
Sia visited the Awakener Management Bureau and held a meeting with Yesol and a few staffers.
It was to select gates for her Superhuman certification.
She had the skills, but the state couldn't just hand a clean rookie a Superhuman badge without credentials.
"You said you'd solo these two… and the last one like we discussed?"
"Yep."
All three were Superhuman-level—cleared solo with ease.
But some gates were a shame to tackle alone.
The final one fit that bill.
For days, hordes of monsters had swarmed a specific zone inside.
The non-boss mobs weren't that strong, but overwhelming in number and ferocity.
Standard clear: slaughter internals to siphon or destroy 90%+ of the mana core's power keeping the gate open.
Stemming the charging hordes while thinning them to drain the core wasn't simple.
Great experience all around—and for Superhuman hopefuls, they evaluated personality, leadership fit, etc.
So Sia planned to team with rookies awakened 1-2 years—treat it like training.
"Tons of applicants, so screening'll take time… Oh, since we're at it, wanna join the interviews, Sia?"
"Nah… I'll leave it to the Bureau. If I pick, it'd be biased toward my tastes…."
The staff, fully briefed on her rep, laughed awkwardly.
"I'll knock out the first two this week."
"…You sure?"
"I prefer one-on-one over big battles anyway… Might as well wrap up the hassle quick. Meeting's over… Anyone want divine power?"
"M-Me! Me!"
"Me too, please!"
Like addicts, staffers swarmed her.
It blasted away fatigue, boosted focus—instant legal drug.
In the end, she healed not just the meeting room crew but every other staffer—and Bureau slave—who heard and came running.
"Gonna pop over and check on the succubus real quick."
Yesol gave a wry smile as Sia left the meeting room—off to restore the succubus worn ragged from brutal interrogation, then tease her more.
Yesol placed a hand on her own shoulder—where Sia had just groped—and stroked it lightly.
The prior two gates were boss rush types, game-wise.
Repeated duels with elite mobs—pure difficulty-wise, way tougher than the last.
She'd snagged team lead young, whispers of becoming a new Superhuman… but soloing those two? Still beyond her.
'That skillset… and near-Superhuman recovery too….'
She'd known since Haran's report, but the bitterness lingered.
A close junior whispered to the wryly smiling Yesol.
"Senior… you okay?"
"…With what."
"Just…."
No one here could dismiss Sia's claim as arrogance.
Upper brass, skeptical on Haran's word alone, ordered Yesol to "spar" Sia.
And got crushed.
Humiliating how she'd thought Superhuman in a few years.
Occasional gloom like this worried her juniors.
Yesol forced a grin and patted her junior's back.
"Don't worry about me—focus on you. Heard your latest blind date flopped."
"Why bring that up now…."
The junior gladly played clown for her mopey senior—drooping like a rain-soaked pup.
After tormenting the succubus just right and greeting Yerin and Suyeon, Sia headed to the nearby university.
Standing blankly at the main gate drew stares.
A few bold guys stepped up for her number.
"Sorry. I like girls."
"…Okay."
Predictably, no takers.
A girl might've had a shot, but Sia wasn't the type to flirt openly while out with her two.
After the minor commotion, Doyeon and Yura came dashing down the hill.
"Sia~!"
"…Hey."
Doyeon flushed, avoiding eye contact—probably over that drunk pic from days ago.
"You made it?"
Sia hugged them both in turn, kissing cheeks.
Doyeon glanced around, trying to pull away—but Sia held tight.
She squirmed briefly, then sighed deeply and went limp. Half-resigned.
The stares stung, but obsessing solo felt embarrassing—so she just focused on them, avoiding others' eyes.
Sia chuckled at Doyeon's look, pecked her lips with a smack-♡, then draped arms around both waists.
"Shall we?"