A Brief Detour (2)
Walking down quiet nighttime streets felt much the same no matter which world I visited.
Cold night air, the hush brushing past my ears. Every so often the distant bark of a dog stirred a faint sense of nostalgia as I slipped into the alley.
A little scary.
Even with power at my fingertips, the atmosphere still pressed down on me. It wasn’t about strength; psychological fear was carved into instinct.
The deeper I went, the darker it grew, until the familiar scent of cigarettes—the same one I’d smelled countless times in the yakuza world—drifted through the air.
Like fireflies in the thick darkness, tiny cigarette embers glowed. A group of rough-looking schoolgirls had claimed the alley, blocking the way.
“Hey, so did you fuck that guy last time?”
“Shit, we went to the room café but the manager kicked us out. If we’d stayed a little longer I would’ve fucked him for real.”
The girls puffing away still looked young, yet their words were crude and their laughter loud and unrestrained.
As I drew closer, they noticed me. Eyes curved into natural arcs, dangerous smiles spreading across their faces.
Gulp. I swallowed hard, dropped my gaze to my feet, and lowered my head.
Please just let me pass quietly.
My erection still hadn’t gone down after Taehee’s earlier “technique,” so I leaned back slightly to hide it while threading my way between them.
“Hold up. Stop. What’s the point of bumping shoulders like that while you’re trying to get by?”
“Shoulders? I didn’t bump into anyone.”
“Bullshit, Mijeong. You saw it, right?”
“Yeah, I saw this guy deliberately brush your shoulder with his.”
They grabbed me even though I hadn’t touched anyone, blocking my path. One of them seized my wrist and shoved me against the wall; the rest quickly surrounded me.
This feels like a misunderstanding.
I’d only been on my way to enjoy Taehee’s technique. Things had taken a very wrong turn.
I could have broken free with force, but for now I decided to watch and wait.
“Wandering around at night in a school uniform? Didn’t your dad teach you to be careful?”
“Or maybe you’re just a pervert who likes this kind of thing.”
“Could be.”
Right. I’m still wearing the uniform.
Taehee had ordered me to come wearing only the uniform jacket over it. Whether it was the uniform or my youthful face, they clearly mistook me for a student.
Being told I looked young was flattering, but hearing it from girls who still had baby fat on their cheeks was annoying.
Should I just shove them away with force?
The way they licked their lips while eyeing me with obvious lust made irritation flare.
Pretty girls get a pass no matter what they do, but orc-looking bitches like these make me want to kill them.
If they were pretty, any behavior could be forgiven. If they weren’t, I had zero tolerance.
Especially ugly girls who smoked? I wanted to smash their heads in with a hammer just so I wouldn’t have to look at them.
“Hey, say something. Ah~ so you like this, huh?”
“Oh shit!?”
“Aah!! This bastard’s fucking huge. Getting this hard? Total pervert.”
“Move, let me touch too.”
“Wait, me first!”
Hands groped between my legs. A hot breath escaped my mouth. The girls watching my reaction licked their lips, eyes gleaming, and began pulling at my clothes, grabbing my shoulders and arms.
Okay, that’s enough.
Being manhandled had its appeal, but I was busy tonight.
“Sorry.”
Thud.
“Huh?”
I lightly knocked away the hands holding me, then struck the prettiest girl’s nape with the edge of my hand, knocking her out cold.
The others recoiled in shock, eyes flashing. Since I’d already taken care of the face of the group, I stopped holding back and used my full strength.
Because this world has no mana, your stats are slightly nerfed.
Still stronger than ordinary people, though.
Even at a rough estimate, my strength was more than twice that of an adult woman. These brats who hadn’t even finished growing were nothing.
I drove my fist into the face of the ugliest one—the pig-faced girl who’d been staring at me with the most disgusting eyes.
“Kkueeek!?”
“Filthy eyes, you orc bitch.”
She let out a pig-like squeal that matched her appearance. But the real hell was only beginning.
“You know what I hate most? Ugly bitches touching my body.”
“What the hell are you—”
I kicked the still-dazed girl in the stomach, knocking her out, then looked for the next target.
One was scrawny; the other looked like a total weakling. Both stared with mouths agape, glancing between the fallen girl and me in disbelief.
I generously offered violence to these foolish creatures who still hadn’t grasped reality, helping them repent.
“Hoo. Be grateful I went easier on you than I would on yakuza.”
Leaving the half-collapsed girls behind, I stepped out of the alley. It felt a little excessive, but by my yakuza standards it had been merciful.
As long as their fingers stayed intact and they weren’t crippled, it was fine. Nodding to myself in self-praise, I headed for the promised meeting spot.
The place was, of course, right in front of Taehee’s building. I pressed the intercom on the first floor of the expensive-looking officetel and was greeted by a woman rushing down in a hurry.
“Why are you so late?! I was waiting so long my pussy was aching!”
“S-sorry… I ran into some annoying girls…”
“Well, with a pretty boy like you wandering the streets at night, it’s no surprise. If they weren’t stone statues they’d all want to fuck you, right?”
Taehee grabbed my chin, looked me over—uniform and all—then pulled me close with a greedy glint in her eyes.
Her rough touch and the heat radiating from her waist made me gasp without thinking. The pleasure branded into my brain made me obedient.
So this is why I keep seeing her.
Memories of the past surfaced, reminding me why I met this woman behind Hyeji’s back. Her overwhelming technique. The perfect physical compatibility that satisfied me completely.
If we had loved each other, it would have been ideal. But I was someone else’s husband. My heart still belonged to my wife.
Sorry… but I can’t help it.
At first I’d tried to forget, but the growing heat in my body and the lust that piled up every single time became too much to bear alone.
Eventually I contacted Taehee first… and here we were.
“God, I really can’t hold back. Why are you so cute today? You’re doing the innocent act on purpose, aren’t you?”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Bullshit. You think I don’t know how hot it is when you wear a uniform and blush like that?”
Her tongue forced its way into my mouth. I met it, then closed my eyes.
The kiss—dominating, almost violent—sent strength flooding downward.
“Hey. Lie down.”
“Yesh…”
She pushed me onto the bed. My half-lidded eyes met hers. Whether the uniform turned her on like it did Hyeji, she licked her lips and began unbuttoning it one by one.
Pop. Pop-pop. With each button undone, the fabric parted, exposing skin.
“Tch. Such a perfect view and I never got to see it during my school days. You were a virgin back then, right? Make it up to me with that cock now.”
If she wants an apology, I guess I should give one.
“Please educate my cock… with your pussy, Taehee-nim.”
I muttered something I figured she’d like. Her eyes truly rolled back.
She didn’t bother with foreplay. In a rush she yanked off her shorts and panties, revealing tanned skin.
Her beautiful, smooth curves and the cleanly shaved, smooth pussy between her soft thighs were so perfect they made my cock throb with anger.
She said she’s been tanning lately… it suits her.
Her once-pale skin had been nice, but the healthy glow of tanned skin was incredibly arousing. It looked even more elastic, which only excited me more.
“Hey, your cock’s already rock hard. No need for foreplay, right? I’m just gonna fuck you.”
“At least use protection—”
“Who the hell cares about that!”
She lowered her hips without hesitation. The sticky, fleshy sensation pressed against my glans.
Unlike Jihye, her pussy was tight and elastic, chewing on the head with relentless pressure.
The winding passage inside was so good it deserved to be called a masterpiece.
“Ah… feels fucking amazing. You know what? Thanks to you my pussy’s stretched so much I can’t be satisfied with anyone else’s cock anymore.”
“Kuh, that’s—”
“Not your fault… but having a face and cock this lewd is a crime!”
Her already-soaked pussy accepted me roughly without issue. Every time I thrust deep, the walls clenched mercilessly around me.
A pulling, squeezing pressure. It felt like the bumpy ridges inside were scraping and stroking the head all the way in.
“Hah, haaah… you lewd pervert. You like this pussy, don’t you? Ditching your wife on your anniversary to come serve in a school uniform means my pussy’s better, right?”
Even while insulting me, she ground her hips with obvious pleasure.
I lifted my head slightly. Taehee was drooling, eyes glazed with bliss as she rode me with expert waves.
Biting her lip, she rocked her hips earnestly. I grabbed her waist to help her move more easily.
Then I thrust even deeper.
“Haaah, this cock is such a fucking slut…!”
Overwhelmed by her technique, both of us reached climax almost immediately.
I flooded her insides with semen while she squirted around me. Pleasure raced up my spine, making my body tremble.
“Hey, you can keep going, right? You’re not going home tonight. Not until this uniform is soaked in pussy juice.”
“Yesh…”
She lifted her cum-filled hips for a moment, then slammed them down again.
With another round of pleasurable sex beginning, I smiled.
The women of this world really knew how to treat a man.
