Chapter 6
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: The Study Room Manager I Want to Fuck: Bojian (3)
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"Ha, entry forbidden?"
A sheet of paper boldly proclaiming 'Entry Forbidden' was stuck to the door leading to the emergency stairs.
The way it was pasted on crookedly suggested it had been done in quite a hurry.
"How much of a pervert are you?"
I slowly turned the door handle, careful not to make a sound.
But the door was locked and wouldn't budge.
"...Gotta go around, then?"
The key was stored in the study room.
But if I picked the lock with it, it'd be no different from advertising that the person who'd come through the emergency stairs was me.
"I need to steal the dildo while hiding my identity as much as possible."
......
I took the elevator down to the fourth floor and opened the door to the emergency stairs.
Sure enough, this one was unlocked.
I crept upward, killing my footsteps.
The time I could stop right now was 15 seconds.
I needed to climb at least to the fifth floor before stopping time.
Might as well take some pictures while I'm at it?
It wasn't like I planned to distribute them or anything.
This was purely to gather material for even better fucking in the VR world.
"......"
I'd expected loud creaking sounds, but when I actually climbed up, there was no noise at all.
It was so quiet that I wondered if there was really anyone up there.
No... she's up here...
The stairs leading to the rooftop were wet.
Traces remained as if someone had dumped bottled water from above.
The marks were vivid, like they'd just been made.
No way... all this pussy juice?
I held my breath and stood still for now.
Bojian had nowhere to run anyway.
The door to the rooftop was blocked.
To get out, she'd have to pass through here no matter what.
How much time passed?
Squelch... squelch... pop!
Faint sounds reached my ears.
In the cave-like silence.
A sound like something being pulled out, and a woman's soft sobbing, echoed dimly.
Sounds straight out of porn were reverberating through the space.
My heart pounded.
I'd heard them plenty in porn and the VR world.
But this was my first time hearing them in reality.
"Wh-who's there?"
"......"
Bojian seemed to have caught on.
I'd come up so stealthily, without a sound...
And she noticed?
"Time Stop!"
Time Stop (S)
15 seconds remaining
I bolted up the stairs right after shouting the keyword.
Bojian sat frozen on a chair, her face a picture of utter anxiety.
Her skirt was pulled down, legs pressed together, and she gripped what looked like a 15cm dildo in her hand.
"Wow, how much did you churn up that pussy?"
I spread her thighs wide and snapped photos in rapid succession.
I forcibly hiked up her skirt and captured the image of her holding the dildo on my smartphone.
Click...click...click...
When I spread her pussy lips with my fingers, a pretty pink inner flesh peeked out.
"Pussy's fucking pristine, unlike your bitchy personality."
I channeled all my pent-up frustration and smacked her pussy hard with the back of my hand before immediately turning away.
I descended the stairs and caught my breath for a moment.
In my hand was the pink dildo that had been ravaging Bojian's insides just moments ago.
"Kkhuh...!"
[Use Time Stop to steal the dildo from masturbating Bojian!]
[Success Reward! Face Score +1]
Thankfully, no pain came this time.
My face just felt a little itchy, that was all.
Good thing I brought something to wipe it with...
Excluding the attached balls, the entire dildo was coated in sticky fluid.
At the base, a ring of white foam had formed—what they call an "angel ring," a mark of true nectar.
I sniffed it lightly and immediately wrapped it in the towel I'd brought.
A scent that would make any man's heart race...
But it wasn't remotely fragrant, to put it politely.
......
A sharp pain spread from her pussy throughout her entire body, making her tremble.
Wh-what just happened!?
At first, she'd sensed someone turning the handle on the fifth-floor emergency stairs.
The moment the elevator opened, they'd gone straight for the handle like this was their destination.
From then on, she'd stopped plunging the dildo in.
The careful turning without a sound had been more unnerving.
She'd held her breath, and the presence vanished.
Seemed like they'd taken the elevator down.
Just as she'd started to relax.
The fourth-floor emergency stair door opened.
It crept upward, very slowly, breath held.
Like it knew she was masturbating here.
Like a predator hunting prey.
And when she came to, her pussy hurt.
To make matters worse, the dildo had vanished somewhere.
Did... did I drop it?
She looked around, but no dildo.
All that was visible were the thick traces of her masturbation staining the stone floor.
That person... are they heading down?
The footsteps were fading.
Just as slowly as they'd come up.
......
I came down to the first floor of the building and entered the bathroom.
"Has anything changed? Looks the same to me."
My Face Score had gone up, but I had no idea what exactly had improved or where.
"Now what do I do with this?"
The dildo, wrapped round and round in the towel.
I had no clue how to handle it.
"If I take it home and Jisoo finds it, what would she think...?"
I didn't even want to imagine.
A guy collecting a dildo?
What would she think of her big bro then?
"I said I'd never use the back door... Guess I have to toss it?"
[Mission! Cum in Bojian's mouth!]
[Hint! Peacefully blackmail her with the dildo and photos!]
[Success: Stop Time +10 seconds]
[Failure: Stop Time -10 seconds]
Clear the mission and grow stronger!
"No... this is a bit... no, way too much, right?"
It was a dizzyingly twisted mission in all sorts of ways.
First off, cumming in her mouth? No way that made sense.
I blasted loads freely in the VR world every day, but this was reality.
"And 'peacefully blackmail'? What the hell... Haven't you watched too much hentai, system?"
No woman in reality sucks a guy's dick with a disgusted face just because you threaten her.
She'd report you straight away, and you'd be done for.
"But failing it... the penalty's too harsh..."
Minus 10 seconds would leave me with just 5 seconds usable.
For an S-Rank, it'd be pathetically weak.
What could you even do in 5 seconds?
I'd be too embarrassed to even brag to my little sister about it.
"How long do I have to clear this mission? Does it stay like this forever if I don't? Or does it auto-fail after some time?"
Too much risk even to test it.
"If she were even a little hotter, I might try seducing her..."
Looks or body-wise, I wasn't the type to steal a girl with a boyfriend.
"Should I just ask honestly? 'Please suck me off once'?"
I pictured her glaring daggers and grinding her teeth in fury.
No way that woman would meekly blow me for my sake.
"Gotta find some method..."
A way to clear the mission without plummeting straight to hell.
......
Before heading home, I decided to stop by the cafe.
It was already past 10:30, but the cafe was still open.
"Oh? First time seeing you this late."
"You close at 11, right?"
"Yeah, no customers, so I was about to start closing up."
The cafe owner smiled brightly, dressed in something similar to yesterday.
She alternated with the part-timer, but staying this energetic so late was beyond my imagination.
"Same menu as yesterday?"
"No. Just the Deep Sleep Buff today, please."
"Got it~."
The owner started brewing the coffee.
As expected, no other missions popped up.
I had three chances to stop time total, but the third one wasn't appearing.
Looked like I needed to clear the second mission first.
"Your face looks tired."
"Ah, got some worries..."
"Want some counseling?"
"Huh?"
"I majored in that field. Forgot most of the expertise, though. But I can at least listen to your troubles. Call it service for a regular customer—and our building owner?"
"Ahh..."
I was truly grateful.
But how could I even say it?
What words would work?
That I needed to cum in the part-timer's mouth but had no ideas?
That failing it would leave my time stop at just 5 seconds?
"I'm good. Talking to someone else won't solve this..."
"Sometimes just talking it out improves your mood."
"I know... I get that..."
"Want me to make the buff stronger, then?"
"The buff?"
The owner placed her hand on the iced Americano and murmured softly.
Unfortunately, I couldn't make out what she said.
"Taking the Deep Sleep Buff every time means... you're not sleeping well at night, right? So I put in a stronger one. Drink it only after you get home. You might pass out from drowsiness on the way."
"Whoa... that strong?"
"One big sip should knock you out deep for about an hour—wouldn't wake even if rolled over. The whole thing? Around six hours?"
"Ahh... Ah? AAHH!!!"
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in my mind.