Chapter 30

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Translator: MadScientist

Chapter: 30

Chapter Title: Animal Hospital Nurse Baek Bora (1)

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"Ah..."

I'd secretly hoped it would give me a few easy missions this time.

But that hope vanished without a trace, like semen soaking into a tissue.

Suck on my little sister's breasts...?

For 30 whole minutes?

Would Ji-su even allow that?

'No way. I have to get her permission somehow...'

If we're talking about crossing lines, this definitely crossed one.

A quick peck on the neck? I could argue that was just playful drunk nonsense.

But licking, sucking, and fondling her breasts for 30 minutes? That was utterly impossible between siblings.

"What're you staring at? Something up with the spot next to me?"

"Ah... well..."

"A mission?"

"...Yeah."

I nodded cautiously, gauging Ji-su's reaction.

If she refused, my Face Score would plummet into the teens that very day.

Precisely 13 points, to be exact.

Even at 43, things were rough enough. At 13?

No. I absolutely couldn't let that happen.

"Why the long face? What the hell did it say?"

"Ji-su... don't get mad, just hear me out. You know I never lie about this stuff, right?"

"Nope? You lie all the time, bro."

"..."

Am I really that untrustworthy...?

"Ji-su. I've got some shame. I wouldn't lie about something like this. So please believe me—I'm not making up some bullshit just to try something weird with you."

"Why beat around the bush? Just spit it out. You don't have to tell me every time. I'll tough it out like nothing happened."

"..."

"If you're agonizing over it, it can't be that far over the line. Right?"

"..."

"I'm not doing this lightly to help you out. I've already steeled myself to sacrifice in place ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of all those women getting dragged into your skills."

Ah...

So that's the noble mindset she had for helping me...

As expected of an S-Rank Hunter fighting on the front lines for humanity.

Her mentality was on a whole different level from mine.

Last night, from the moment she entered her room until I opened my eyes this morning, I barely slept, tossing and turning with worry.

And for good reason—any mission requiring an erection was one I'd have to forfeit against my sister.

My dick just wouldn't get hard for her.

A few repeats of that, and my stats would tank beyond recovery.

"You know my personality. Once I decide, I don't back down."

"Ji-su..."

"First, go open the study room today. And let's install a kiosk. From now on, you just open up, then we hit the sinkholes together."

"W-wait a sec. I must not have explained this part well."

"Huh?"

I had to clear up one misunderstanding.

Since the first mission involved stopping time to suck on her nape, Ji-su had the wrong idea.

"The missions... don't always require stopping time to complete..."

"..."

"This one is without stopping time, for 30 minutes... on you... uh... that is..."

"..."

Ji-su stared at me and swallowed hard.

She looked incredibly tense, but her resolve to help me didn't seem shaken.

"30 minutes of... what exactly?"

I couldn't bring myself to say it while looking at my little sister's face, so I averted my eyes.

Half-turning away, I tried to say it as casually as possible, like it was no big deal.

"Sucking... on your breasts..."

"..."

For a moment, a bizarre sensation washed over me, as if every sound in the house had vanished.

All I could hear was the ticking of the clock's second hand and my pounding heartbeat.

That silence was broken by...

My little sister's single word.

"Got it."

I whipped around in shock to look at Ji-su, but she'd already turned and was heading to the kitchen.

Unfortunately, I couldn't catch her expression.

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.

.

.

"Never thought I'd end up diving into a sinkhole..."

Hunter had been my dream since childhood.

At twenty, I clung to it desperately—until I realized I hadn't awakened.

From twenty to thirty, that dream was thoroughly shattered.

Or more precisely, I shattered it myself.

I scoured the internet for the harsh realities hunters faced.

How low-rank awakeners struggled, how sky-high the death rates were even for high-rankers. I used it all to console myself.

"And now here I am, about to become humanity's monster-slaying hero... Doesn't feel real at all."

For now, I headed to the study room as usual.

Unlocked the door, flipped on the lights, cleaned up, and sat at the computer.

Then I called the kiosk installer and had one set up.

Now customers could handle registration, check-in, and check-out themselves.

"I can dump all the fine details on Jian and focus on leveling up."

According to Ji-su, Kim Cheol-su was a level-70s B-Rank Hunter.

B-Ranks get +5 stats per level.

So his total stats were around 350.

Split across Strength, Stamina, Durability, Speed, and Libido—that's about 70 each.

But Kim Cheol-su was a tank.

His stats would be heavy on Durability and Stamina.

"Assuming he's a standard tank, his Strength is probably 40-50... So I need at least 40 Durability to match."

My current stats: Strength 3, Stamina 4, Durability 4, Speed 3, Libido 7.

Assuming +1 Durability per level-up, I'd hit around 40 at level 35.

With the artifact Ji-su promised to snag me, even level 30—or late 20s—should let me tank his hits comfortably.

"Still, hitting level 20 would take a year of grinding... Can I even do it?"

Low levels go fast, but past 100, 5 levels a year is the limit, I'd heard.

"...Guess I just have to trust Ji-su."

That was when it happened.

I was leaning back in the counter chair, wondering if I should catch a quick nap.

"H-hello..."

A woman in a deep navy nurse uniform ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had approached without me noticing and was greeting me timidly.

Short bleached blonde hair, slim figure— the friendly girl from the first-floor animal clinic.

Baek Bora, the one who'd left a pristine pussy pic in my photo album.

Wait, Baek Bora, yeah.

"Welcome. How can I help?"

"I'm... not great with machines. Could someone else register for the study room using that kiosk on my behalf?"

"It's possible via kiosk, but I'll handle it for you."

"Oh, thank you."

I pulled up the membership program with the keyboard and mouse.

"What's the name of the member using the study room?"

"Baek Bo-hyun. My little brother—he's going into senior year of high school next year, so I'd like a year-long plan..."

"Long-term users get assigned seats. I'll give him the quietest one. If he wants to switch later, use the kiosk or tell the manager here in the afternoon, and we'll swap it right away."

"Thank you."

Her clean pussy flickered in my mind, but this was my standard spiel, so the words flowed smoothly.

"How would you like to pay?"

"I heard it's discounted if you pay in bulk... Can I do a full year upfront?"

"Sure. I'll process it that way."

I took the phone she handed me.

And that's when a sudden thought crossed my mind.

"Time Stop!"

I stopped time and peered at Baek Bora's smartphone.

"Works like a charm."

The screen showed a Samsung Pay screen.

A tiny number embedded in it was slowly counting down.

I knew what that meant.

When it hit zero, she'd need fingerprint auth to proceed.

"Just as I thought... Items I have work even when time's stopped."

Same as when I snapped her pussy pic, or Bojian's photos and videos.

"Nice. Then this should work too, right?"

I stood, dropped my pants.

Stroking my half-erect dick while gazing at Baek Bora's innocent face.

"Bora, what wallpaper you got there?"

Sure enough, her lock screen featured an adorable puppy.

Perfectly on-brand for an animal clinic nurse.

"Kinda basic, though. Let me suggest a better one. Cool with that?"

Click!Click!

I snapped pics of my half-hard dick on her phone.

One with foreskin ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠covering the head.

One peeled back, glans exposed.

Lock screen: foreskin on.

Wallpaper: foreskin off.

Perfect—for a spur-of-the-moment idea, it was chillingly brilliant.