Chapter 104
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 104
Chapter Title: Confused Seol Yi-seom (2)
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Park A-young occupied a truly ambiguous position.
Afflicted by the 'Succubus Curse,' she was in a plight where she couldn't live a proper life without consuming a man's semen at least once a day.
She ran a massage parlor, drawing in male customers, putting them to sleep, and squeezing out their semen just to scrape by day after day.
Her situation was truly pitiful and heartbreaking.
It was different from Bae Da-hye's case.
Park A-young could be called a sort of victim.
Oppa had wormed his way into the cracks of the misfortune she endured and secured a spot for himself.
He told her he'd supply semen, so they should keep going as sex partners.
He even demanded that Bae Da-hye—who'd been providing the sleep buffs—cut off her supply, then deliberately claimed Park A-young for himself.
Regrettably, Park A-young had no escape.
She'd had no options from the start.
'But it doesn't look like she's being forced...'
Even during their 3P sessions, if you just watched, it seemed like Park A-young was the one devouring Oppa.
Even her disgusted expressions while trash-talking him only seemed to stoke Oppa's desire to conquer her.
And that wasn't all. She even started sizing me up like she was his girlfriend or something.
Judging by her behavior and the notes she scribbled, it felt like she was trying to have a pissing contest with me over Oppa.
[Of the three of us here right now, don't you think I'm the most suited for a 3P?]
I shook my head.
"No way. She looks like she's catching her breath anyway. We need to move. This place has been exposed to the Amazons, so it's dangerous."
At my words, Park A-young flashed an unpleasant smile.
That look seemed to scream, 'Don't you want to watch me and Oppa fuck?' It irritated me just a little.
"Clean this place up first. We're heading out right away."
My words came out harsher than intended.
Maybe picking up on my mood, Park A-young obediently activated her skill.
The drenched floor was spotless in an instant, and Yi-seom unnie—who'd looked like a drowned snow woman—returned to her original fluffy state.
"I'm heading out now."
That's when Yi-seom unnie shot to her feet.
Her expression was sour.
Her face was scrunched up like she felt nauseous, flushed red with anger.
"Unnie, didn't you take that escort mission from the guild? You have to stick with us."
"Just snap a pic of the place with your phone... I can't stay here right now... not a chance."
Before I could say another word to stop her, Yi-seom unnie stormed out.
Even if I'd chased after her and grabbed her, she probably would've shaken me off and left anyway. All I could do was quietly watch her march toward the entrance.
Honestly, I was grateful she'd stuck around this long.
She was the type who rejected sharing space with any man.
The mere sound of a man's voice would send her into a panic, forcing her to flee.
Yet here she was, staying by Oppa's side even as he railed Bae Da-hye.
'Has her androphobia gotten a little better?'
It might've been a brutal method, but if it helped improve her hatred of men even a bit, that was a major win in my book.
I didn't want her shamelessly clinging to Oppa like Bae Da-hye, Park A-young, or Bojian.
Just enough that she wouldn't break down from watching the video saved on her smartphone...
I hoped she'd stay by our side, keep up the escort duty until I had my baby.
"Wh-what the hell did I just do...?"
I bolted up to the rooftop, leaving Jeong Ji-su and Jeong Ji-ham behind.
I slumped down against the rooftop door right there.
I'd masturbated while listening to Jeong Ji-ham and Bae Da-hye going at it.
At first, I didn't even realize I was masturbating.
Having never done it properly before, it only hit me after everything settled down that what I'd done was indeed masturbation.
"Me... I masturbated? In the same room as a man?"
I'd just let my hand move wherever it wanted, no thoughts at all.
I'd tapped at my pussy with my fingers, my body trembling.
I shoved my hand inside and wiggled my fingers like mad.
Fearing my lewd moans might leak out, I'd held my breath, syncing my hand movements to the rhythm of that man's thrusting hips.
"Urk..."
Only then did the reality of what I'd done sink in, and I dry-heaved.
I desperately tried to think of anything else.
I recalled the cute cat videos from Nutube that I usually loved.
I tried to focus on adorable, fluffy animals instead of that filthy, grotesque cock of his.
"..."
But no matter my will, that scene from moments ago kept replaying in my head.
The sounds I'd heard, the thick scent filling the air, the electric thrill surging from my pussy, up my hips, straight through my skull.
"Th-that... that was cumming?"
In the final moment, his low groan hit my ears as I squirted something out.
A whirlwind of ecstasy ripped control from my body, leaving me shuddering head to toe.
I just stared at the liquid splattering from my palm onto the floor.
"..."
I fiddled with the smartphone in my pocket.
That video was still saved inside.
The one I'd recorded to make sure Jeong Ji-ham didn't pull any tricks and properly shoved his semen into my mouth.
The clip I'd skimmed through without audio was right there in my hand now.
"Should I... check it again?"
I rummaged in my other pocket for my iPhone.
I knew I shouldn't. I knew it.
It'd definitely make me feel sick. Revolted.
But a twisted curiosity and an unquenched thirst drove me anyway.
Like when you scratch an itch in your armpit or crotch, know it's nasty, but still bring your fingers to your nose.
I glanced around once more, then slowly slipped the earbuds into my ears.
Ji-su's insistence that we had to relocate right now halted the sex cold.
It stung a little—we'd just been heating up—but I knew prioritizing our safety over my horniness was the smart move, so I followed her lead without complaint.
With half-unconscious Da-hye slung over my back, we wormholed straight into A-young's living room.
A-young lived surprisingly modestly.
It was a standard two-room setup: two bedrooms, a utility room, bathroom, and a tiny balcony attached.
"Let's hole up here till the Amazoness mess blows over. That one's the master bedroom, I think. Oppa and I can crash in the other room by the entryway."
Ji-su pointed at the master, adding, "Put Bae Da-hye there and come back out, Oppa. Looks like she's out cold now anyway."
That's when Park A-young clapped her hands, grabbing our attention.
[I'm the owner of this house—why are you calling all the shots? I'm the owner, so follow my rules here.]
[Oppa and I will share the master bedroom. Da-hye unnie and you take the other room.]
[Alright, Oppa—want to carry Da-hye unnie to that room?]
Ji-su let out a heavy sigh.
"Hold up. Sure, you have a point. It is your place. But we're not here on vacation, are we? Did Oppa and I barge in to mooch off you?"
Ji-su's voice chilled like ice.
"This is an emergency. You might not get it, but the Amazons aren't some two-bit villain gang scraping by. They've been notorious ever since awakeners first popped up."
Ji-su advanced on A-young slowly.
"I'm the strongest one here. Don't forget I'm the one protecting you, Oppa—and the woman on his back."
A-young started tapping at her phone like she had more to say, but Ji-su snatched it away without waiting.
She jammed the phone into A-young's pocket by force and kept going.
"Don't get the wrong idea. You think I'm some doormat who just watches Oppa fuck other girls? Wrong."
Ji-su clamped down on A-young's chin hard.
Suddenly, black sparks erupted from her artifact, the black mask.
"Khk...!"
A-young let out a small whimper.
But Ji-su didn't flinch as the sparks crackled across her hand—she kept her grip iron-tight on A-young's chin.
"Ji-su..."
At my call, she eased up.
She sighed long and hard before continuing.
"Huu... So quit grinding my gears, Park A-young. Let's play nice. Got it?"
Once released, A-young stumbled back a few steps and crumpled to the floor.
Ji-su loomed over her like a tiger eyeing a broken herbivore.
"Oppa. Hurry up and tuck Bae Da-hye into the master, then come back."
"Y-yeah..."
Facing that fierce black tiger version of Ji-su after so long, I didn't dare utter a peep. I just hoisted Da-hye and headed for the bedroom.