Chapter 52
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: Bojian, the Big-Titted Sponsored Girl in Peril (1)
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Morning broke.
It was the same as any other morning.
I woke up alone in my room, showered in the bathroom, and headed to the dining table for breakfast with Ji-su.
"Yo... you're here?"
"Y... yeah. Sleep well?"
"......"
"......"
An awkward air hung in the house.
But this awkwardness didn't feel bad at all.
Ji-su sitting at the table, fiddling with her toast without meeting my eyes, was cute beyond words.
Her outfit was still skimpy as ever.
Black dolphin pants that bared her upper thighs and a tight short-sleeved tee that clung to her body.
The one difference from usual? No underwear.
Her top was so thin and form-fitting that the curves of her breasts showed right through—no bra lines anywhere.
'Inverted nipples, so her nips aren't poking...'
Naturally, yesterday's Ji-su flashed in my mind.
I could vividly picture the body hidden under those clothes.
"Why... staring like that?"
"No... underwear, huh?"
"Sh... should I put some on? You prefer it that way?"
"......No."
"......"
I watched her nibble at her toast, then pulled out my smartphone.
I minimized the volume and played the video of Ji-su introducing herself from yesterday.
Ji-su eyed me curiously as I suddenly whipped out my phone.
"What... you watching?"
I alternated glances between the Ji-su on screen and the one right in front of me.
"......Wanna watch together?"
From my tone and movements, she must've guessed, furrowing her brow a bit.
"Pass. Don't wanna."
I dragged out my meal, comparing yesterday's Ji-su with today's.
Embarrassed, Ji-su finished eating but kept fidgeting in her chair for a good while.
'While keeping this from my adorable little sister... I went and promised to enjoy the pussy of a million-won big-tits part-timer... I'm no saint either...'
Today, around 10, I'd meet Ji-su and Hye-jeong to dive into the sinkhole.
About an hour left.
In that short window, open the study room, brief Da-hye on the situation, feed A-young her daily load, and fuck Ji-an.
'Sure, I'd love to hole up in a motel and pound away leisurely all day... but no dice this week.'
Weekdays meant sinkhole runs.
After clearing hunts and emerging, straight home for a shower, dinner, and naughty time with Ji-su.
Weekends could've worked for a motel trip, but I already had plans.
While Kim Cheol-su took Park A-young on a date, I'd console the lonely Bae Da-hye.
The big-tits sponsored girl mattered, but the stylish married woman was just as crucial.
Still, no way I wanted to put her off till next weekend.
I didn't like that guy showing up at the study room, hovering around Bojian and messing with business.
And I worried she might waver in the meantime, decide to patch things up with her ex.
"Mission... not up yet?"
"Huh? Oh... nope."
"Then let's hang at home a bit."
"......Huh?"
"I've been too rushed lately. Making oppa strong fast... better for oppa to grow safe. No rushing."
"......"
"Key to growth is managing Sudden Missions well. Today, watch the situation at home with me."
No good.
Today's promise: raw creampie sex with Bojian.
Plus, feed Park A-young her dose.
"Do... we need to go that far? Can't stay home every time. Gotta open the study room..."
"I'll handle opening. Oppa, rest at home."
"......"
"When I get back... that... again's fine..."
Her voice trailed off smaller and smaller—adorable.
I felt her sisterly care for her oppa.
A hint of anticipation for more lewdness mixed in, making my chest tingle.
'Wh... what now?'
Bzzz— bzzz— bzzz—
Right then, Ji-su's phone on the table buzzed noisily.
I glanced over; the screen read [Guild Master].
"Hold on, oppa..."
Ji-su snatched her phone and stood, heading to the living room.
She paced as she talked.
"Yes."
A woman's voice leaked from the phone, but the words were indistinct.
"I definitely put in for long vacation, right? Yes? Rescue op? No, guild's not empty—why me... None available? What about Lee-seum unnie? B130's something she solos easy. She refused? Why?"
Ji-su's tone grew more heated.
"So... party leader's a guy, that's why she noped out. Unnie's man-hate improved a ton, no? Ah... still, party's not all dudes... Oh, it is?"
She paced silently by the window for a bit, then let out a deep sigh.
"Fine. This once. Next time same excuse, I'll ghost. Find another option. Yeah... got it. Heading out now."
She ended the call and approached me with a super apologetic look.
With every step, her braless tits bounced freely.
"Oppa... um..."
"Gotta head to the guild?"
"Sorry. Tried refusing... but if I don't, lotsa people die."
"Ah... no helping it."
Inside, I cheered score! while faking utter disappointment.
I stood and pulled Ji-su into a light hug.
Arm around her waist, I asked in a voice full of worry.
"Super dangerous?"
"N... not that bad... Danger rating B130. S-rank wise, early level 90s."
"What? That's insanely risky. Only decade-long vets can handle it, right?"
Ji-su looked up, flashing a grin.
Her eyes dipped to my lips.
"That's why... it's nothing to me. Just rescue folks, even easier. Back today. Super quick."
"Got it. Still, no overdoing. Get hurt rushing, I'll be crushed."
"Oppa..."
No telling who started it—we kissed.
From a quick peck, it flowed naturally into a deep French kiss.
Ji-su's arms slid over my shoulders. I seized the gap to grab her tit.
"Hmmm♥"
Soft, squishy feel transmitted through the thin fabric.
And that's when it hit.
Eyes closed, savoring Ji-su's texture—ding! A clear chime rang out.
[Ding!] [Skill Sudden Mission (S) activated! Clear the mission and grow stronger!]
Mission! [Rescue Bojian, kidnapped by her ex-boyfriend Kang Kwang-beom!]
Hint! [Head to Bojian's house!]
Caution! [Rescue her before she's raped!]
Success: [Time Stop +10 seconds]
Failure: [Bojian pregnancy confirmed (contraception and abortion impossible)]
"Glad I stocked up ahead..."
I clutched the morning-after pills tight as I left my one-room.
This should've been deep sleep hours,
but I couldn't say no to the boss demanding I hit the study room by 9 a.m., so out the door I went.
"Yeah... figured a day like this'd come..."
I'd fully expected the boss to demand raw sex.
Pervert who eyes tits first, jerks to porn at work.
Forced my phone wallpaper to a pic of me glazed in cum...
He'd been tempting me with condom sex lately.
But refusals only last so long...
With my weakness in his grip, I couldn't keep dodging forever.
"Still... life's way better now..."
No more rent worries.
Order delivery? No price-checking, just whatever I crave.
Workbooks, lectures? Buy freely, no stress. Money woes vanished. Just endure a few minutes, study full throttle.
Refuse condomless creampies, and bam—back to the old grind.
No boyfriend, crap job, scavenging discarded awakener cups for Insta jerk-off pics. Pathetic.
"Pill handles it... basically just masturbation..."
Yeah.
Think of it as a living dildo.
A dildo I don't have to shake.
High-tech one with warm liquid inside.
"Issue is... pills aren't 100% foolproof..."
Of course, it lines up with my dangerous days and raw creampie day.
"Afterward, hit the post-coital buff too. He said he'd cover costs..."
"Ji-an... what're you talking about?"
"......"
My body froze at the man's voice from behind.
Horribly familiar.
The voice that whispered love to me not long ago.
Now torments me in love's name.
"Contraception? What's that mean? Ahh... finally wanna make up? Makeup sex, right?"
"Wh... why're you here..."
"Missed you. Been waiting. You finally came out."
"......"
Kang Kwang-beom.
He grinned creepily as he closed in.