Chapter 160
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 160
Chapter Title: Miho Accepting Reality (1)
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"Oppa. I'm heading straight to the guild master's office after breakfast today. Looks like they want me to bring Miho along too. They're probably gonna try to pry some info out of her about the Amazoness."
"Ah....... Really?"
My ears perked up automatically at the mention of Amazoness.
I'd already seen the whole scene from far across the dining table, so I didn't need to focus my attention specially, but that word Amazoness kept nagging at me anyway.
Guess I have no choice but to accept it now...
I'd spent the entire night agonizing over how to move forward.
I'm no longer the youngest sister of the Amazoness.
I've become Miho, Jeong Ji-ham's pet and a traitor to the tribe.
To think I have to lie under that pervert and wag my tail... Is there any greater humiliation...?
Jeong Ji-ham.
His face isn't even that handsome, and he's not particularly tall.
He's not fat or skinny, but his body isn't chiseled from workouts either.
The only standout qualities I could generously list are his S-Rank aptitude, his time-stop skill, and his above-average cock—those three things.
And that Jeong Ji-ham was now gently closing his eyes, basking in the afterglow of his release.
Sitting in a dining chair, he'd shoved his cock into the mouth of the bob-haired blue woman and was savoring the moment.
He went at it like that all last night... What the hell kind of cock is that...?
Last night, the room of the priestess called Ya Hye-jeong had echoed with the raucous sounds of intense sex.
This wasn't because of my sharp ears. That lunatic had no intention of hiding it from the start. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fucked like a beast, shaking the whole house with his roars.
And it's not just that Ya Hye-jeong woman he fucked. He definitely went into that blue woman's room too...
From the conversations I'd overheard, that woman named Park A-young must have a skill that perfectly cleans everything up.
He'd asked her to clean his body and the priestess's room, and after he left, even the white-haired woman had requested the same for her own room. That confirmed it.
Seol Iseom, was it? She really reminds me of my eighth sister...
Not just the white hair and cold expression—similar in looks, sure—but the way she pretends to be pure and pristine on the outside while doing all sorts of lewd shit behind closed doors? She was the spitting image of my eighth sister.
If my sisters come looking, it'll be the eighth or ninth...
The seventh sister's too stubborn to listen to anyone, and no one really interferes with her because she doesn't listen anyway.
Even that wolf bitch who torments me avoids the seventh sister, who's right above her.
The sixth... That wolf bitch's superiors don't care about anything outside the sinkholes to begin with...
I let out a deep sigh as I watched Park A-young carefully sucking out the remnants from Jeong Ji-ham's cock.
Semen is supposed to be a trophy of victory, ripped from a male you've dominated.
A symbol stolen from a strong male.
A means to bear even stronger offspring.
Yet here she was, kneeling voluntarily, taking his raw cock in her mouth and sucking out every drop without spilling a single one... Not content with that, she was tenderly licking the glans, stroking his thighs, and even planting kisses...
Right. I should be grateful I don't have to do that crap every morning. I'm used to curling up and enduring anyway. Just hang in there.
I've already been captured by the enemy and reduced to a pet.
Today, in front of this guild's boss, I'll have to spill every last bit of info on the Amazoness.
If word of that reaches my eldest sister's ears, she'll surely permit my execution.
The sixth sister would insist on discipline, after all.
The silver lining is that wolf bitch being pregnant. She won't come out much. If I can just fend off the eighth and ninth... Sili-unnie and Bai-unnie... things should stay quiet for a while.
Going back means death anyway.
Now, whether I become his meat or his meal, I have to cling desperately to survival under this man.
That's the only path left.
Eroph figured it out too and groveled hard. To survive.
Let's think positively.
Compared to my childhood, suffocating under my sisters without even being able to breathe properly, this place is paradise.
Humans don't even live a hundred years anyway. I endured two hundred—can't I handle a measly hundred? As long as I don't despair, opportunities will come again. If my spirit breaks, that's the end.
The key is an unbreakable will.
If you can't avoid it, enjoy it.
Better to pass out under a man than endure the agony of my tail being severed...
Park A-young crawled out from under the table after finishing the morning fellatio.
I stroked her thigh and thanked her.
"Thanks. That felt great."
It wasn't something a woman should say after squeezing my throat so sweetly—not to mention rolling my balls in her mouth so gently.
After the release, she'd kissed the glans and used her skill for a perfect cleanup, only to say this... It just looked like she was too embarrassed to admit it.
"So... today, you're both coming with me too? Iseom noona and Hye-jeong?"
Seol Iseom flinched at being called "Iseom noona."
Seol Iseom had become remarkably gentler.
Her glare was even sharper than yesterday, but the wariness in her eyes had softened considerably.
She hasn't mentioned what happened last night at all... Pretending it never happened?
I'd expected at least a protest text or something, but nothing.
She was just acting like nothing had occurred.
"Shouldn't you ask your sisters about that? What do you think, sisters? Any special plans today?"
Hye-jeong spoke up first at my question.
"I think I need to watch over Ha-yoon for a while. As long as you and Miho are with Ji-ham op— I mean, Ji-ham-ssi, there shouldn't be any real threats inside the guild. I'll look after Ha-yoon in the morning and scout for more people I can rescue in the afternoon. Of course, if there's a sinkhole hunt or the Amazoness raid the guild, I'll join right away."
"Unnie... You were about to say oppa just now, weren't you?"
"Ji-ham-ssi is older than me, but how could I possibly call him oppa?"
"No... I'm not saying anything against it. There's no reason unnie can't call oppa 'oppa,' right?"
"I-Is that so?"
Hye-jeong glanced at me briefly before continuing.
"No. Still... I feel more comfortable calling him Ji-ham-ssi."
She must have remembered my request from last night when we were alone—to call me oppa.
"Got it. What about you, Iseom unnie?"
"I..."
I stretched my foot out just as Seol Iseom started to speak.
I rubbed her leg gently with the top of my foot.
Unfortunately, no bare skin.
She was wearing the same thin dobok pants as always, transmitting an icy chill through the fabric.
"Unnie?"
"Ah... I-I'll stay home. If we all leave... it'll just be this elf here alone. Someone needs to keep watch."
This time, I caressed the top of her foot with my sole.
Icy cold, as expected. Her feet felt freezing.
"You...!"
I held up my smartphone toward Seol Iseom, who was about to snap.
The meaning was clear.
That it was fine if I shared last night's photos and texts with others.
That it was okay to expose how she'd stifled her moans while I pounded her pussy during Hye-jeong.
"What? Something to say?"
"You are... really..."
Crack—!
I swallowed a groan as something whip-like lashed my leg.
The soft feel of Seol Iseom's foot I'd been stepping on vanished, replaced by the hard floor. She'd moved her foot to smack my leg.
"Ow... That hurts..."
I reached down and rubbed the spot vigorously.
The women gathered at the table watched with a hint of pity.
Ring ring ring—
Ring ring ring—
On the way to meet Ryo noona with Miho in my arms and Ji-su by my side.
My smartphone started blaring loudly.
"Huh? It's Ji-an. Ji-su-ya, hold on. Let me take this."
Our cheeky study room manager, Bojian.
My sugar baby with the biggest tits of any woman I'd met was calling.
"Hello?"
"Boss! Do you even know how many days it's been since you left the study room empty? You expect me to handle it from morning till night like this?"
"Ah... Right, the study room. Slipped my mind."
"S-Slipped your mind?!"
Come to think of it, I'd dumped the study room on Ji-an and forgotten all about it.
"We're short on supplies too, and the weekend manager wants to quit. Hire a weekday evening manager and a weekend one while you're at it."
"Can you handle that for me?"
"Me...? Why me?"
"I won't have time to deal with the study room anymore. I'll raise your pay. You handle the operations too."
"......"
Bojian hesitated before continuing.
"H-How much?"
"Four hundred after taxes? Ah, of course, I'll cover all the study room expenses myself. You just keep it running smoothly like always. Hire the managers too."
"Four hundred? Th-The sponsorship money stays the same, right?"
"You're greedier than you look. We'll see based on how you do."
"......"
"What? Don't want it? I'll find someone else. Thanks for your work."
"I'll do it! I'll work hard! I really want to!"
Rarely, Bojian replied with spirited enthusiasm.
Maybe that's why.
I suddenly missed Ji-an's massive breasts.
"Good. Then within an hour, that emergency stairwell at the study room—the one you always masturbate in. Film yourself naked, masturbating there. Send it over."
"......Huh?"
"At least five minutes. Make sure those tits are in frame. Got it?"