Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: Busty Fuckbuddy Bojian in Peril (2)
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"Jian. Let's head inside. I'm cold."
"……."
My room was 506.
It was tucked away in the innermost spot among the studio apartments on the fifth floor.
The door to the emergency stairs was right behind the wide hallway, so escaping this place meant trudging down that long corridor to the staircase at the end and heading downstairs.
'But... can I even get away?'
As I hesitated, he closed in until he was close enough to touch if I just reached out.
I spent more than half the day sitting and staring at books. Even if I bolted while jiggling these huge tits of mine, I'd barely make it halfway down the hall before he grabbed me.
'Maybe if I open the door, slip inside quick, and slam it shut...'
No, that wouldn't work.
If he stuck right behind me and followed in, I was done for.
He'd just wedge his hand or foot in and yank the door open.
"Bo... boss! Mmph...!"
"Yelling first thing in the morning disturbs the neighbors. Gotta keep it quiet."
Kwang-beom's palm clamped over my mouth.
And in that instant, my vision spun, my head reeling with dizziness.
'This bastard... used a skill on me...'
"Sleep for now. I'll wake you up later."
As my senses faded, I thrashed desperately in the haze.
I screamed to push Kwang-beom off and save me.
Or at least, I tried to scream.
But my body wouldn't obey.
No voice came out, and my limbs wobbled unsteadily.
My mind screamed to sprint to the end of the hall, but my legs buckled, and I collapsed right there.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Ding-dong—.
The sound of the door lock disengaging came from behind me.
"Ah, you didn't change the password? Figures... You were really waiting for me to show up like this, huh? Should've just come in last night... Sorry for making you wait."
"……."
Kwang-beom prattled on with nonsense as he hoisted me to my feet.
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After sending Ji-su off, I bolted out of the house in a rush.
I threw on some random clothes, grabbed my smartphone, and sprinted full tilt.
I wasn't one for exercise.
If I were, I wouldn't weigh seventy kilos.
'Sh... shoulda worked out more!'
Out of breath, I had to stop midway.
Thanks to my level hitting three, my movements were definitely snappier than before.
But I still had a ways to go. Looked like another ten minutes of running to reach Bojian's studio apartment.
'Still... VR comes in clutch again...'
Good thing I knew where Jian lived.
I'd hired that arrogant, prickly Bojian as study room manager for one reason alone: 'prime fucktoy visuals.'
Those tits—rare as hell in Korea—were a must-have for my VR collection.
I kept her on as manager because I wanted her as a regular fixture in my daily life. That way, pounding her in VR would hit different.
So when Bojian signed up as a member and filled out her part-time contract, I'd snagged her address.
And based on that, I built a custom VR map.
VR worlds weren't just about tweaking character models.
You could reshape the whole environment to your liking.
In other words, recreate Bojian's actual studio apartment as a map, and boom—you could do her outdoors in front of the building, fuck in a frozen elevator, or get all lovey-dovey in her room.
"No way... Didn't he go on about some platonic bullshit? Why's he suddenly flooring it to rape his ex? What set him off?"
I caught my breath and resumed sprinting toward Bojian's place.
Kwang-beom.
The name sounded sketchy, but from Jian's stories alone, I hadn't pegged him as that dangerous.
Just a pathetic ex who couldn't move on, begging her to take him back.
Even picturing him flirting with Bojian at the study room now and then, he didn't strike me as the rapist type.
'Nah, not the time to overthink! Just run! Gotta stop Jian from getting knocked up!'
Failure penalty.
Bojian impregnation confirmed.
I couldn't let her bear that insane penalty—no contraception or abortion possible—while I stood by.
No sinkholes today anyway, so no need to conserve my time stop.
If I intercepted before Kwang-beom fucked her, it'd be my win.
Worst case, just block him before he came.
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Kwang-beom laid me down on the bed.
Then he casually opened the fridge, grabbed a sparkling water, and started chugging.
No hesitation, no guilt—nothing like that in his demeanor.
He used to be such a gentle, quiet guy, always considerate...
How did he end up like this...?
"Hm? Why'd you pile up all the gifts I gave you like this?"
"……."
He set the sparkling water on the desk and rummaged through a big box.
The presents I'd tossed together to throw out later.
He pulled out a small teddy bear that fit perfectly in his palm.
"This was your favorite, right? Here..."
Smiling, he placed the bear next to my face.
The sight sent chills down my spine—indescribably creepy.
This wasn't the Kwang-beom I knew. Something... was off.
"Whoa... so soft. Why'd I ever mind these tits before? Looking back, I was such an idiot. They're just amazing..."
"D-don't... touch... me..."
I shuddered at his hand kneading my breast.
Until recently, this was what I'd craved...
I'd longed so badly for him to look at me with eyes like that...
So why did it feel this horrifying now?
"Jian. I met that person and saw the light. Received their compassion and opened my eyes to a new world. Now I know I can treat you right. Even love these tits."
"Shut... up with that crap... You think... you'll get away... with this?"
I grabbed his hand with all my might.
The old Kwang-beom would've shrunk back without a peep if I pushed hard.
That was my sliver of hope.
"This... is rape... I don't want... you!"
"It's okay, Jian. Everything's okay."
Kwang-beom gripped my hand tight and brought it to his face.
Then he rubbed his cheek against it and continued.
"I said the same at first. Thought that person was raping me. But after once, it changes. You'll see."
"You... psycho..."
"You'll feel reborn too. Doesn't matter who you've been with or how you've been soiled. I'll overwrite it all. Just like that person did for me... You'll divide your world into before and after me."
What the hell was he even saying?
That person?
Did he mean her?
Calling the bitch who cheated on me "that person" now?
"Time to undress you."
"Urk..."
I fought desperately as he tugged up my knit top.
But no strength left in my body.
In the end, he forced my top off.
"Ah... Nice bra. Sexy lingerie? Wore it for me, huh... I'm touched..."
"D-don't touch... you fucking bastard..."
"Ahh... So this is how that person felt... Looking down at my resisting face... Feeling this rush..."
Terror crept in deeper.
I spat curses and scowled to act tough, but fear bloomed slow inside me.
No getting through to him.
Whatever I said, he didn't listen a bit.
'Boss...'
The only one on my mind was the boss.
We were supposed to meet this morning.
If I didn't show, he'd think something was off...
Try calling me, get no answer, sense something's wrong... and come looking...
We'd talked about Kwang-beom yesterday, so surely...
"Sorry, my hands are cold, right?"
A chilly hand slipped behind my back.
Unhooked my bra... and slowly pulled it away.
"Stop... you... dog bastard..."
Humiliation and fear made me tremble.
My voice shook too.
"They're cold from waiting up all night for you... Won't you warm them up?"
I squeezed my eyes shut.
No desire to watch his eager face as he groped my tits.
Better to close my eyes and pray this ended quick.
'Please... hurry...'
Ding-dong—!
That was when it happened.
The doorbell to my studio rang.
"……."
"Bo... boss? Boss...!"
I tried to scream for help, but Kwang-beom sealed my mouth faster.
Ding-dong—! Ding-dong—!
"You're in there, right?"
No, not the boss.
Not even a man's voice.
The voice from outside was a woman's.
"Stay quiet, Jian. Not that you can talk anyway."
I glared at him through my blurring vision.
But he just glanced at my tits once, then stood up.
His actions and gaze mimicked the boss's, yet felt ten times creepier.
Ding-dong—! Ding-dong—!
"I know you're home. Heard you talking just now. No use pretending you're out~."
"......Who are you?"
"Oh, just a humble priest. Here to share some good words. Do you... happen to know Lord Chronos?"