Real Doll (20): The Famous Sword Kunitora
The Real Doll numbered 20 wielded Kunitora, the famed sword specially prepared for a decisive showdown that would turn the tide of battle. It was the perfect weapon for severing the neck of the demon who toyed with human lives at his whim.
The avenger Isia entered the Paengchang-dong Mansion unhindered, a place that had once been her own nest. No one tried to stop the virgin girl wandering around with a real sword as tall as herself. It was all because of Kim Hoyoung's hypnosis: "Ignore everything and live like NPCs." As a result, the residents of Paengchang-dong never reported incidents or spread rumors, no matter what happened in the neighborhood. It created an ideal environment for aspiring assassins like Isia, but it was also a device reflecting Kim Hoyoung's utter indifference—he couldn't care less.
How should I kill him?
As she climbed the hill, Isia was possessed by hatred, a single vengeful spirit. Her mind raced with every ounce of creativity, plotting the cruelest ways to make Kim Hoyoung suffer until her rage subsided. Just beheading him wouldn't cut it—not after what he'd done to her. She couldn't even count how many times he'd fucked her. She'd wanted to give her virginity to the one she loved, to Jingoo. The memory of kneeling and fawning over that bastard made her whole body tremble with shame.
Should she torture him to death? Filet him alive like sashimi?
The mansion's inhabitants were all fragile women who knew nothing of fighting—a harem shaped by his vile lust, now invaded by an assassin with a blade. Who could stop her? Kim Jiwon might have a nasty temper, but she didn't seem like much of a fighter. If anyone got in the way... she'd kill them all.
If she didn't kill Kim Hoyoung, she'd never escape her fate as a Real Doll.
"Wait for me, Jingoo. Once this is over, I'll come back to you."
The always-open front door was a show of confidence, a declaration that he could subdue any intruder without issue. That arrogance would be his downfall.
Gripping the hilt, ready to draw at a moment's notice no matter who she encountered, Isia crossed the threshold. She ran straight into Seo Jeonghui, who was pruning branches from the sophora tree in the garden.
"Oh my. Is that you, Sia?"
"……."
"Didn't the Master chase you out of the house?"
"...I'm sorry, Seo Jeonghui."
"—Oh?"
The sword tip flashed like lightning. A crisp metallic scrape echoed from the sheath as the air sliced open, heavy wind whipping up. Seo Jeonghui's bangs tumbled to the ground in clumps.
Though she'd become Kim Hoyoung's slave, at her core she was still a pampered housewife from a greenhouse life. The shock of the blade flashing before her eyes made the gardener collapse on the spot and faint.
Out of lingering kindness for the one person who'd treated her warmly, Isia spared her any wounds.
"I'm only here to kill that bastard anyway."
She quickly found her longed-for target for revenge. Lewd moans echoed from inside the house, accompanied by the raw slapping of flesh against flesh.
Pathetic. As always, the beast was just fucking away.
Isia slipped quietly into the house. Tiptoeing across the wooden floor, she reached the bedroom.
"Nngggghiii♡ M-Master♡ I've cum 56 times already♡ I'm gonna die nowww♡"
"56? Let's hit 100 and call it."
"Y-You're too muchhh♡ If you do that, I'll break and become scrap♡ B-But I'm a Real Doll♡ So I can't complain even if you use me up and throw me away as you need♡"
What? Real Doll? She'd assumed it was Kim Hea-e or Kim Jiwon, but he'd bought a new one in the meantime? That lecherous fucker...!!
Isia's hands trembled with rage.
"Master♡ Fill Real Doll Number 78's pussy with your superior semen, spurt spurt♡ I'm gonna get pregnant♡ I'll get pregnant so you can't throw me away♡"
"What? Pregnant or not, if I feel like tossing you, I will."
"That's so meeean♡ But not caring about a Real Doll's feelings at all just makes you even cooler♡"
She couldn't stand listening anymore. Isia flung the door open and stormed in.
A disheveled woman was drooling, her face lost to madness as she panted. Behind her, Kim Hoyoung was mid-thrust when their eyes met.
"Huh. Isia sunbae. What brings you here?"
"...Found you at last, Kim Hoyoung."
"That tone... looks like you've got your memories back."
Kim Hoyoung shoved aside the Real Doll he'd been using like trash.
Real Doll. Real Doll Number 78?
I'm 77, so this must be the next one modified. She looks familiar, but she's in such bad shape I can't tell who...
Even discarded mid-sex, Real Doll Number 78 hit the floor obediently, accepting her master's whim without complaint.
With the obstacle gone, Kim Hoyoung's naked body was fully exposed. Instinctively, Isia's eyes dropped to his cock.
Big. Big. Big.
Bigger than Jingoo's.
No, comparing it to Jingoo is an insult—it's that massive.
I got impaled on that thing. Me...
She swallowed without realizing it. Her grip on the sword weakened unconsciously.
A pleasant scent tickled her nose, her mind fogging like she was drunk. Isia shook her head to refocus on her goal.
"I'm here to kill you, Kim Hoyoung!"
"Whoa~ For real? Why?"
"Revenge for buying me like a whore, modifying my brain, twisting my mind, and raping my body over and over!"
"Damn, but is that sword real? You're really going all out."
Kunitora. Even to Kim Hoyoung, ignorant of blades, the edge looked refined and razor-sharp.
"Jeez. Strays waltzing through the front door, and now bursting into the bedroom. Maybe I should hire some guards."
"Don't worry about that. You're dying today anyway."
The sword tip drew closer. Isia's eyes burned with unyielding murder.
He vaguely recalled reading the school paper about Isia sunbae winning a national tournament. She's smart, pretty, popular, and a fighter too? Some people really are blessed by the gods... Now she was using those demonic skills to lop off his head.
Of course, he had no intention of letting her.
"...Are you prepared, Kim Hoyoung? If you'd cherished others' bodies and minds, this tragedy wouldn't have happened today. No words will save you now."
"Hmm~ Yeah? How's Jingoo doing?"
"...None of your business."
"Heard you got married. Must've had your wedding night by now?"
"I said it's none of your business!"
The blade tip touched his throat. Cold. Sharp.
"Just wondering if it was satisfying."
"What are you getting at, you bastard?!"
"Jingoo's dick... it's small, right?"
"……."
"Tiny and pathetic. You weren't satisfied at all, were you?"
"You fuck... what the hell are you...!"
Up close, his cock looked even bigger. Veins bulged manly along the shaft, the glans rearing skyward like it would devour any woman.
Big. Big. Big.
Isia couldn't tear her eyes away. The blade had already dulled; she didn't react as Kim Hoyoung casually pushed it aside with his hand.
"Don't just stare—put it in already."
"W-What?!"
"FYI, your pussy's been stretched to fit my cock perfectly, so you'll never feel a thing from Oh Jingoo's worthless prick. Kill me, and you'll be stuck with passionless sex from that shrimp dick forever. So at least do it once more for old times' sake."
"……."
"Gotta have one last ride before you die, right?"
It made sense when she thought about it. She might never see a cock this massive again. No—her Real Doll radar data screamed that this was humanity's unparalleled premium specimen.
A treasure of mankind. A magical cock that made women happy.
Killing him without using it would be a waste. Just once... only once.
"F-Fine. I'll humor you once. No hard feelings before I kill you right after. Call it mercy—like giving a condemned man his last meal of choice."
"Sure, sure. Just don't corrupt instantly this time."
"Hmph. Don't get cocky."
Isia saw through his game. Sure, last time she'd lived here, she'd made a fool of herself. The Real Doll body only reacted to her recognized master, so she'd squealed like a pig in front of him countless times.
But she wasn't stupid enough to face him unprepared. Aware she was a Real Doll, she'd leveraged her connections as trauma treatment club president to gather technicians. They'd surgically changed her master setting from Kim Hoyoung to Oh Jingoo.
Now her master was Oh Jingoo. Sex with Kim Hoyoung wouldn't feel as good anymore. Hell, fucking a non-master might feel like nothing at all.
Staying unfazed while he pounded her would shatter his smug face. A revenge more satisfying than death?
What the...? Why isn't it feeling good? After tasting my cock!
Hehehe! Don't get ahead of yourself! What makes a loser like you so cocky? Ohoho! Now bare your neck!
Gaaah!
Heh. Just imagining it was refreshing.
"Foolish bastard. This will sever our twisted bond."
"Yeah, yeah~ Just hurry up and sit."
Hahaha. Kim Hoyoung was still deluded, thinking he was her master. Idiot. She wanted to print out the master registration certificate and shove Oh Jingoo's name in his face. See those bugged-out eyes on his dumbass mug.
Pfft. Hold back. Showing calm indifference to his pathetic cock would hit harder than any paper.
Isia gripped the massive shaft and spread her thighs. Kim Hoyoung smirked in assured victory; she smirked back.
Idiot.
What should my first line be after impaling myself? 'That's it?' 'Nothing special.' 'This is what you brag about?' 'Jingoo felt way better~' 'Your dick's useless now—time to lose your head, loser.'"
"Ready, sunbae? To throw away your hard-won human life and become a Real Doll again?"
"Won't happen. You'll be the one embarrassed enough to kill yourself over what you just said. Think your big dick makes women drop dead? Women aren't that easy. Time for a real-life lesson, you pathetic fuck."
"Got it. Now sit."
Kim Hoyoung lay back, hands clasped behind his head, sneering confidently. He was all bravado because he knew nothing. Isia scoffed too and lowered her hips.
The glans touched her folds. Isia froze.
"All the way down, sunbae. Scared?"
"...Tch. You really know nothing, you moron."
"Know nothing about what?"
"Shut up, idiot. I'll show you instead of telling."
"Show what?"
"You'll see. Don't die of shame."
"?"
She slammed down fully, swallowing the entire cock. The massive glans battered her cervix. Isia arched back, unleashing a lewd cry.
"Nngyaaaaaaaah♡ Ugaaaah♡ Feels good♡ Pussy feels so gooood♡"
"? What was I supposed to see?"
"Nngiii♡"
Isia's hips began shaking obscenely. Like a plate spinning to savor the cock's flavor, her waist rotated wildly.
"Ohooo♡ Can't hold back! This cock's too big♡ Cock supreme♡ Cock supreme♡ So delicious♡ Ahh♡ Feels like my pussy has a mouth too♡ Wanna live forever with just this cock inside♡ Give me more coooock♡"
The thought of controlling her expression had flown away. Isia's beautiful face twisted into an ugly, ahegao with her tongue lolling long.