Chapter 133
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Hong Ha-yoon, Saved by the Apostle (1)
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"Still, you ended up accepting it in the end? Thanks for taking the bodyguard gig without turning it down."
"……"
I tried striking up a conversation while trailing behind Seol Yi-seom, but no reply came.
Even after leaving the guild master's office and exiting the main guild building, I kept trying to chat, but her reaction stayed the same. She just sashayed along, swinging those plump hips enticingly. We'd already mixed our fluids down to the depths, yet she wouldn't exchange even a word.
Those hips are just... begging for a smack...
It felt like they'd make a sharp, satisfying clap if I swung upward hard from below.
A stinging palm gripping that cool skin tight... Ahh...
Seol Yi-seom startled, letting out a short yelp.
Her figuring out what happened and glaring at me like she wanted to kill me.
But not shoving me away, just offering up those hips to me in that moment.
Will a day like that ever come?
For now, it was just fantasy fodder.
And understandably so—Seol Yi-seom reacted sharply to every move I made, like she had eyes in the back of her head.
If I sped up to close the gap, she'd match my pace and pull ahead faster.
If I reached for her ass, she'd sense it like a ghost and whip her head around to glare.
I wasn't in her line of sight, but all her attention was locked on me.
"How far's the dorm from here?"
"……"
"Why aren't you saying anything? Uncomfortable talking to me?"
"……Don't talk to me."
The first response in minutes was to shut up, but it didn't bum me out.
The fiercer her rejection, the more my anticipation built.
How hot would it be to see her eventually conquered by my dick, shaking her hips in surrender... Just thinking about it kept my mood sky-high.
"How much time's left on that Time Stop curse?"
"……"
"Don't you need it soon? My cum."
"……"
"If you're hung up on me banging Miho, don't worry. I washed up spotless—I'm totally fresh right now."
"……"
I tossed out some provocative bait, but her reaction stayed muted.
I pondered what Seol Yi-seom might be thinking while stroking Miho.
Word was, she really hated men.
They said she didn't just avoid talking to them—she radiated chills just from their presence nearby.
The air does feel chilly... but not quite at man-hating phobia levels?
If she loathed men that much, she never would've agreed to live together and provide close protection.
She would've found some excuse to bail, no question.
Did swallowing my cum change something in her? Or is her body drawn to the guy who took her 30-year virginity?
My thoughts kept drifting that way.
I blamed it on the unsatisfying sex with Miho.
Just one thin condom, and the pleasure tanked. Afterward, Miho tenderly washed my body and even jerked me off again by hand. But it couldn't compare to raw creampie bliss.
This time, I was certain. Now that I'd tasted the thrill of filling a woman's insides with my seed, no other finish would cut it.
Speaking of which, two wombs that haven't tasted my cum are right in front of me...
Both Seol Yi-seom and Miho had taken my dick in their mouths, but never my load.
If that's fate, who am I to argue?
"Hoo..."
I took a deep breath to tamp down the boiling lust.
Focused more on Miho's soft fur, then tried talking to Seol Yi-seom again.
"Noona."
She flinched at the word.
But she didn't tell me not to call her that.
Was "noona" okay?
Hard to tell if she liked or hated it from her back alone.
"Why do you hate men so much, noona?"
"……Why should I tell you?"
Her voice was ice-cold.
Might've touched a trauma nerve.
"We'll be living together, so wouldn't it be good to know each other better?"
"……This is just a mission. I have no intention of getting chummy with you."
"Is it tied to your awakening? Ji-su mentioned you awakened young, earlier than most."
"I can't for the life of me see why Ji-su likes you..."
Disappointingly, Seol Yi-seom clammed up.
No dice on why she hated men.
"Noona, can I go raw next time?"
"……"
"Creampie would be even better."
Seol Yi-seom halted dead in her tracks.
The aura pouring off her was murderous.
Something intangible pricked at my skin like needles.
"You're... hopeless."
I wanted to speak, but my voice caught.
My heart pounded; my body shook. The back she'd looked so fuckable moments ago now terrified me.
"If you try anything funny while I'm asleep... you better be prepared to lose an arm."
"……"
"You can still cum with one arm missing, right?"
With that, the piercing killing intent melted away like snow.
Yi-seom noona started walking again.
Guess I better keep the fact I already fucked her secret...
Ironically, even amid her killing intent, I felt a twisted arousal.
Memories of stopping time and plunging into her cool pussy.
That sensation meshed with her fierce reaction, stirring me deep.
Fucked her? Yeah, but...
The Seol Yi-seom before me now wasn't some pristine snow virgin.
She was a used pussy, defiled by Jeong Ji-ham.
Like untouched snow with only faint traces of my footprints.
Ah... I wanna fuck her so bad...
On the way to the dorm Ri-yo noona assigned.
With talking to Yi-seom noona off the table, I pulled up my status window to check Time Stop again.
【 Time Stop (S) 】
Shout the keyword 'Time Stop!' to halt time.
Usage Limit:4 times per day (1/4)
Stop Duration:3 minutes
Leveling up to 10 had bumped the usage limit.
Stop time doubled to a full 3 minutes.
Isn't there some clever way...?
Sure, I could just yell Time Stop! and ram in right away.
3 minutes was plenty for a good cum.
But... that might really cost me an arm...
I racked my brain while following Seol Yi-seom.
A way to dip my dick in her pussy without losing a limb.
Not even full creampie—just reshaping that icy woman's depths to my cock's form.
Felt like a good idea was on the tip of my tongue.
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"Ji-ham! I missed you!"
Opening the front door, an unexpected face greeted me.
A mixed-race beauty in a priestess robe slit high on the thighs, exposing her hips.
Taller than me, with a perfectly birthing-wide pelvis that screamed non-Asian allure—a holy woman.
"Ahh... I'm sorry. It took so long because I was with a poor lamb in need of your grace. Please forgive this sinful woman."
Ya Hye-jeong rushed to me, dropped to her knees, and clasped her hands.
Like a devout priestess praying to her god, begging my pardon.
I shot Ji-su a look demanding explanation.
Ji-su just sighed and shrugged.
Ask her yourself, it said.
"Poor lamb?"
While I reeled in confusion, Ya Hye-jeong turned to the woman huddled in the corner.
"Ha-yoon lamb, come here. This is the apostle I've told you so much about."
"Th-this is... the apostle?"
"Come greet him properly."
"Ah... Y-yes..."
Pushed by Hye-jeong's firm tone, Ha-yoon shuffled over hesitantly.
She glanced around nervously, then knelt beside Ya Hye-jeong.
Suddenly, I was the guy standing dumbstruck in the entryway with two beauties on their knees.
"Apostle, Hong Ha-yoon here is the victim from that sinkhole incident—assaulted by Kim Cheol-su the hunter."
"Ahh..."
Now that she mentioned it, her face rang a bell.
"The trauma's so bad she can't even hunter properly, let alone live day-to-day."
"That's... truly tragic."
"So please, Apostle—hold Ha-yoon!"
"......Huh!?"
Hye-jeong's last words made Hong Ha-yoon jolt in shock, trembling.
Ha-yoon awkwardly clasped her hands in prayer, staring at Ya Hye-jeong.
"Don't worry, Ha-yoon lamb. The apostle's embrace is nothing like that seed of evil. It'll feel amazing."