Chapter 32
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: The Chaebol Heiress's Secrets
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"A gift?"
Congratulations were weird enough, but a gift on top of that? As I stared at her blankly, Im Yu-ha pulled a large box out of the cabinet.
"What's this?"
"See for yourself."
Inside was a matching top-and-bottom tights-style underlayer and a pair of oddly shaped gloves.
The underlayer consisted of a slightly V-necked running top and shorts that reached just below the knees. It looked exactly like gym workout clothes.
The gloves extended down to about halfway between the elbow and wrist. They were a type of gauntlet, with thin metal layered over the fingers, back of the hand, and slightly past the wrist.
"Not ordinary clothes... armor, maybe?"
"The top and bottom are a kind of slash-resistant suit. They won't be pierced or cut by ordinary blades."
"And the gloves?"
"Whether you're using a weapon or fighting barehanded, you need hand protection. The metal plating can even deflect bullets. And both have minor options attached."
"...These must be insanely expensive."
Even with the same materials, a single decent option could multiply the price several times—or dozens of times. Especially for basic items like these.
"It's a gift from the young lady."
"From Se-hee noona?"
"I suggested she deliver it personally, but she said she was too busy and refused."
What an odd woman. She goes wild in the dorms without a care, but gets shy about something like this?
"Tell her thanks, and that I'll put them to good use."
"You can thank her yourself."
"...Sure, whatever."
It wasn't polite to make the messenger relay it back the same way. I should at least check what options they have.
Scan.
Specially processed leather inner layer for slash resistance.
Resists damage from ordinary swords and blades. Excellent stretch and breathability.
Worn as top and bottom set: Stamina +100, Agility +10
Gauntlets with specially forged metal layered over flame- and water-resistant leather.
Automatically adjusts to size.
Fire Resistance +5% on equipped area, Cold Resistance +5%.
Worn on both hands: Strength +5, Agility +5
"Pfft! Cough, cough!"
"What's wrong?"
What's wrong? No way she doesn't know the options on these.
A coat that only gave +150 Stamina cost 30 million won. These covered way less area but added stats and resistances. How much were these?
"Se-hee noona really told you to give these to me?"
"She said no returns, by the way."
"Haa..."
This was burdensome. Not just a little—it was fucking overwhelmingly burdensome.
I'd supply semen steadily without needing this. What was her reason?
Simple fondness? Investment for the future? Surely not love.
For a penny-pincher like me, it was great, but not knowing her true intentions was frustrating.
Maybe my expression gave it away. Im Yu-ha, who'd been silent, suddenly spoke up.
"The young lady is a lonely person."
"Se-hee noona? Isn't she the princess everyone loves?"
Didn't she declare early she'd give up succession, winning everyone's favor? The dark side of being a chaebol heir or something?
"It's because her world is completely different. Plenty show her superficial favor, but real goodwill? Almost none."
"Why?"
"No benefit in it. More bluntly, she's useless to them."
"...No point getting close? Time sink?"
"The chairman dotes on her so much, they just watch from afar. She barely interacts with family. Hasn't been close to her parents for ages."
"Why tell me all this?"
Fine, her backstory aside—this was the first time the stoic Im Yu-ha had said so much.
His polite address suggested more than a normal relationship. But nosy like this?
"You're the first to treat her casually without a hint of ulterior motive, Seong-han-ssi."
"...Se-hee noona has no friends?"
"Chaebol society is colder and crueler than the hunter world. To be friends, you need to be a valuable trade good first."
"But she doesn't have that?"
"Precisely, she has no interest in trading at all."
Well, trades require give-and-take from both sides.
And Se-hee noona was already loaded. Not in business, so no networks or perks others could offer.
Plus, the Sesung Group chairman backed her personally. Ordinary benefits or items? She was drowning in them.
"How'd it end up like that? Personality-wise, she seems like a natural social butterfly."
"...Ask her yourself."
Then why bring it up? He scratches the itch but clams up on the details?
"Anyway, please take good care of the young lady from now on."
"...Me?"
Not even friends—boyfriend less so. At best, a semen supplier excuse to fuck like rabbits?
Saying that would get my bones separated from flesh right here. I gave an awkward smile and nodded vaguely.
"I'll... do my best."
"That's enough."
Surprisingly, Im Yu-ha seemed pleased, a faint smile crossing his face.
"Few truly give their best for her."
Not like I'd been at boot camp, so "graduation" felt off.
Anyway, I wrapped up my gym life—where I'd grown attached—and headed home.
I could've gone alone, but Yu-ra noona insisted on coming over.
Something about how after a week away, you'd want your own bed the first night back. Lip service—she was just looking out for me.
We caught up on stories, ate home-cooked army stew and sides she'd made. Proper meal after so long.
Then... naturally, our bodies conversed.
"Hauk...!"
Just tonguing and groping her chest, and Yu-ra noona's pussy was already soaked.
We'd met Tuesday, but no time—dinner, casual date, then parted. Arm-in-arm strolls with noona were fun, sure.
But it left us both pent-up.
Tsluuuuurp—
"Ahak!♡"
Thrusting deep into her scorching pussy straight to the cervix, her walls clenched my cock like they'd been waiting.
"Har-der, fuck me harder♡ Haaaaang!♡"
"Kugh...! Yu-ra noona!"
We ravaged each other madly. One round? No chance. Sweat-soaked bodies, eyes blazing—we didn't care.
Snapping to, Yu-ra noona lay flushed, catching her breath in gasps.
"Haaa..."
"You okay?"
Semen leaking from her pussy pooled on the sheets. Her body was a mess; mine too, lower half caked in cum and juices.
"Sleeping like this'd be rough, huh...?"
I'd creampied thoughtlessly, but she smiled apologetically.
"...Towel down, swap sheets or something."
We'd rolled around without cleaning mid-session. Mattress probably ruined too.
"Shower and clean first."
"Stopping?"
"Huh?"
Desires sated? She looked satisfied, so cuddle, chat, sleep sounded good.
"No, since we have time... thought one more for skill growth."
"Good lord."
"Kyak!"
How does logic jump there? I scooped her up and headed to the shower.
"You think I'd fuck you just for skill-ups?"
"...Mad?"
"Mad? Please."
Her consistent care was just touching and lovable.
If I needed ejaculation for skills, easier ways abounded.
Decent toys + all-day porn would outpace sex efficiency-wise. Less time and stamina drain.
"You said it before. Same here."
"Huh?"
"Just love being with you. Doing anything."
"...Seong-han."
"Hey, not a confession—ban gloomy faces."
My theatrics brightened her. Her soft body molding to mine melted my heart too.
Blissful, comfy night. Woke to morning sex pounding, then next day.
Afternoon shopping with Sin Ju-yeon: ~40 million spent. Armor fine with coat and Se-hee's gift, so 5 million on combat boots.
Rest on weapons: bought a two-part separable spear. For club-like use if needed.
No guarantee I can keep Sin Ju-yeon's status window forever.
For now, copy hers for Lance Mastery. But future meetings? Unknown.
Hell, if I could feed Im Yu-ha cum, I'd drop Se-hee's copy instantly.
Her stats aside, skills screamed born fighter. Shame I couldn't see tooltips.
My specs now? High Intel useless. Self-stats that high, more yields diminishing returns.
Scan barely scales with Intel.
Precisely, just needs successful Mark. Verified in last party play.
Future stats: Strength/Agility focus. Need Intel? Copy my own window.
Focus on solo prep for now.
Monday-Wednesday: morning solo fitness, afternoons phone/video strategy checks with Sin Ju-yeon.
Insurance: Wednesday night, light sex with Yu-ra noona. No need her stats, but keep High-Speed Calculation.
Solo jitters as lame excuse—she hugged me laughing, as always.
Solo practice day. Thursday, 10:13 AM.
"Ready? Entering?"
"Anytime. Getting antsy."
"Good. No need to freak—give it your all."
Somewhere in Gangwon mountains, I stood beside Sin Ju-yeon, eyeing the bluish-glowing gate.