Chapter 109
Chapter 109
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: Ga-eul, the Proctologist
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"You empty-headed bitches who love that third-rate hack, come at me all at once. I'll tear you limb from limb, you fucks."
⚔️ Live Chat — [⚔️She's fucking insane lololol] [⚔️She's fucking insane lololol] — [⚔️Plz streamer, just shut up. Cleanup is a bitch] [⚔️Plz streamer, just shut up. Cleanup is a bitch] "What, you worthless shits hiding behind your monitors. Oh wait, you don't even have balls to scratch."
— [⚔️Lololol she's lost it] [⚔️Lololol she's lost it] — [⚔️Fuuuuck watch the splash damage!!] [⚔️Fuuuuck watch the splash damage!!] "Parasite bitches. If you're pissed, come find me. I'll crack your skulls open."
— [⚔️Holy shit, Hurricane Blue fandom going feral live] [⚔️Holy shit, Hurricane Blue fandom going feral live] — [⚔️'Crazy' means streamer level?] [⚔️'Crazy' means streamer level?] — [⚔️Now I see, theirs are normal. Our Ga-eul's a beast] [⚔️Now I see, theirs are normal. Our Ga-eul's a beast] The viewers' chat claiming the Hurricane Blue fandom was going berserk live prompted me to check the TripleNet community, and sure enough, they were screenshotting and spreading it in real time.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 📰 TripleNet Community [No way to kill that bitch?] — HubbleHubble (123.128) Wanna rip her mouth open
> Her mouth is fucking filthy
> Can't we sue for defamation?
— [ChickenMystery] Hubble fandom's got lawyers, prosecutors, judges ready ^.^ ↳ Reply — [StandardTool]: Scary af, we're stacked — [Couponi] Her mouth is so trashy -_- ⭐ Top Comment — [MiJinLovesHubble] She doesn't know the world's big. Han Ga-eul, rampaging like that will bite you in the ass. — [OnlyOne] ↳ Reply Whoa, Mi-jin unnie? You're active on Hubble side, saw on SNS! Fan! ↳ Reply — [YY]: Who dis? ↳ Reply — [Yenung]: She's fucked lol "Puhahaha. Lawyers, prosecutors, judges on standby. Uhahaha. Lawyews, pwosecutows, judgwes weady. Puhahahaha."
— [⚔️Lololololololol] [⚔️Lololololololol] "Just a bunch of kids. Fuck, it's embarrassing I was scrapping with these losers. 'It'll bite you in the ass'? Come quick, bitch, I'll Botox your asshole."
— [⚔️That's Jeon Mi-jin right?] [⚔️That's Jeon Mi-jin right?] — [⚔️Wut]
True to their internet savvy, the viewers pieced it together from a few worthless posts and started chattering among themselves.
— [⚔️Jeon Mi-jin, former East Asia kickboxing champ. SNS mentioned, checked and she shitposted as Hubble fan] [⚔️Jeon Mi-jin, former East Asia kickboxing champ. SNS mentioned, checked and she shitposted as Hubble fan] — [⚔️Yup Jeon Mi-jin. What now streamer?] [⚔️Yup Jeon Mi-jin. What now streamer?] "What now? Reassemble that airhead's body. Didn't I say I hate kids?"
— [⚔️Fuuuck what do? Grab bats fr?] [⚔️Fuuuck what do? Grab bats fr?] — [⚔️Civvies mistake: retired athlete vs normie is heaven and earth] [⚔️Civvies mistake: retired athlete vs normie is heaven and earth] Now suddenly worried, they huddled seriously without involving the person in question. It was kinda cute.
"Ah, whatever. She'll come. Ignore the empty-heads, let's game."
— [⚔️That bitch retired too? Kickboxing champ picking on civvie?] [⚔️That bitch retired too? Kickboxing champ picking on civvie?] — [⚔️This just slides?] [⚔️This just slides?] "What slide? If she comes, I'll disassemble her proper. Anyway, squad up with me, my kids!"
— [⚔️Let's go!] [⚔️Let's go!] — [⚔️I'm in!] [⚔️I'm in!] Simple friends.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ After a riot with the viewers, the game we dove into was nearing its end.
The last players standing: me solo in Squads mode, and a squad with one dead and three alive.
I stowed the assault rifle and pulled out the full-parts bolt-action sniper.
⚙ KILL FEED ⚙ Han Ga-eul eliminated Yun-jae ☠️ Click.
A bolt-action sniper that reloads after every shot.
Slow, but one-shots full health from head to chest.
⚙ KILL FEED ⚙ Han Ga-eul eliminated Bibida-yong ☠️ Click.
⚙ KILL FEED ⚙ Han Ga-eul eliminated Radelri ☠️ Click.
Body shots one-shot too, but I nailed headshots on purpose—hard ones.
"Newbie cutter!"
— [⚔️Kya headshots insane] [⚔️Kya headshots insane] — [⚔️Partied with streamer, felt like a wall] [⚔️Partied with streamer, felt like a wall] ⚙ VICTORY ⚙ <Victory!> "Don't underestimate me again."
— [⚔️No one did, teach] [⚔️No one did, teach] — [⚔️Last squad was Radelri and streamer squad?] [⚔️Last squad was Radelri and streamer squad?] I glanced at the victory screen and quit the game right away.
This should shut up the cheater accusers.
— [⚔️This enough?] [⚔️This enough?] "Those guys dissect frame by frame. Handcam and monitor timings match, no comeback."
— [⚔️True] [⚔️True] — [⚔️Ga-eul so cool] [⚔️Ga-eul so cool] Cheaters try hard not to get caught. Some even boldly upload handcam-recorded hack footage to video sites.
Even edited, they get busted because experts frame-analyze those handcams.
Looks like pro play at first, but frame-by-frame reveals all.
"Anything else?"
— [⚔️Nah? More games?] [⚔️Nah? More games?] — [⚔️Yeah too good] [⚔️Yeah too good] "Was gonna shop anyway and do an outdoor stream."
— [⚔️Kya tasty already] [⚔️Kya tasty already] — [⚔️Streamer, chicken ok? Trust?] [⚔️Streamer, chicken ok? Trust?] "More games? Or prep now?"
— [⚔️Prep go go] [⚔️Prep go go] — [⚔️Ga-eul-gong back b4 chicken cold] [⚔️Ga-eul-gong back b4 chicken cold] "Got it, streaming soon. Play nice without me. No fighting. Be friendly. Got it?"
— [⚔️Got it got it] [⚔️Got it got it] — [⚔️Lol trust us] [⚔️Lol trust us] ⚙ STREAM END ⚙ <Han Ga-eul has ended the stream> Not trustworthy at all, but I ended the stream anyway.
They were probably grabbing each other by the collars having fun.
"Baekseol-ah, let's go out."
"Yeah!"
"Shall we wash our fluffy baby?"
"Yeah!"
I scooped up Baekseol, who loves water, and headed to the bathroom.
This one avoids cold water like the plague.
Only jumps in once it's steamy hot.
"Kruu. Nice."
"Fun."
To avoid double-washing my hair thanks to Baekseol, I shampooed her first this time.
Before she could excitedly flee.
"Come here?"
"Fun!"
"Ugh, tiny thing so fast."
Thinking it was playtime, Baekseol scampered off joyfully. I gave up, rinsed my hair first, and only then did she climb on my head, rubbing everywhere.
"...If I go bald, you're responsible."
"Yeah!"
Grateful to my hair enduring double washes every time.
"Out we go."
"Yeah!"
Opening the bathroom door, Baekseol trotted at my feet, then started wiggling her butt.
Familiar situation.
Déjà vu chills down my spine.
"Ah, no!"
Splatter!
"Aaaack! You little shit."
"Fun!"
What water did this cotton ball hold? Bathroom floor a warzone.
"Rub rub!"
Staring blankly at Baekseol's water bomb mess, she demands a towel confidently.
"...Fine. Towel time."
Turned on her dedicated fan, laid towel in front. She hopped on, rubbing furiously.
"Rub till fluffy."
"Yeah!"
Watched her rub on the towel, changed clothes, went to the yard.
Hiss, hiss.
"Huu—."
Cheap chair on rooftop, cigarette taste unforgettable.
Smoked till Baekseol came, felt cloying malice from outside.
"Huu—. Chaos inside and out."
Malice thicker than expected.
Thicker than reporter swarm.
Numbers too.
Pondering, saw Baekseol waddle out fluffy.
Thud!
Kicked door shut with hind legs.
"Our fluffy does security too?"
"Yeah!"
"Ugh, cute."
Scooped jumping Baekseol, approached rooftop iron door.
Creeeak.
Old door screeched open. Huge foreigner stood there.
"Hi, Albert."
"Miss, best not go out today."
"Because of the ones outside?"
Albert's gaze flicked downstairs at my words.
"You knew. Yes."
"Hmm."
"Hong Mun's moving. Their scale rivals a nation. Our intel isn't sloppy, but can't monitor all. That's why they're scary."
"It's fine."
Stepped forward post-Albert's words; he blocked me instead.
"Miss. Absolutely not today. Hong Mun never forgets grudges."
Slipped hand behind back unseen, pulled out.
Click.
"It is."
"......"
Albert's perpetual poker face twisted oddly.
He'd rolled in bullet hells; couldn't miss my move.
Expected pistol maybe, but assault rifle in hand.
"Where'd that—?"
"This too."
"Ah, no, that's chem...!"
"Shh."
Now grenade and frag in hand. Yellow skull met his eyes; pupils shook.
Mustard gas—cute name, blisters skin, half-melts on exposure.
Eyes melt, throat burns agony breathing.
Die waiting in torment.
"Grandpa spoils me rotten."
Albert eyed crimson whale badge on chest, nodded slowly.
"Too worried? Follow sneaky."
"Understood. Intervene if danger. And that, use back to wind."
Personal gas weapon obvious user risk, yet no big fuss.
"Got it."
Pulled on mask; his face 'where'd that come from?'
Instead of answer, descended stairs, tucked Baekseol to chest.
Ground level, buff muscular woman stomped toward me.
Perfectly trained body, obvious.
"Weird mask. You, right?"
"What me, retard."
"Iik!"
"That eager for a beating? Came fast."
Fists clenched vein-popping, glaring.
"What? Scared? Move spots?"
No wait for reply, headed to fave loading dock; she followed stomping.
Entered slowly; perfect hiding container.
Behind shaded container, unleashed pent-up malice.
"A. Po. Lo. Gize."
"To who?"
"To Hubble bros."
"...Bros?"
MMA tough; age hard guess, but not 'oppa'.
"You stream. Go live, kneel, apologize to bros. Then forgive."
"Fuck off. Athlete bitch, ex-East Asia champ? Bullying civvie? This right?"
"Ha. 'Beat me' talk, now scared?"
She puffed up suddenly.
My long talk seemed fear to her.
"Tired of bullshit. Don't like first strikes. Just don't hold back on instigators. Hubble fucks started, I apologize?"
"F-fuck! No bullshit!"
Viewers spammed alarm buttons, right.
"What, real three- centimeter?"
"Aaagh! Last warning! Live public apology!"
"This bitch low IQ?"
"Your fault."
"First punch wins. Cunt!"
Crack! Crunch!!
Neck vertebrae cracked loud; head lolled.
"Ga-eul special Botox."
"Kruuuugh......"
"Saw your shitposts, cheeks itched. Perfect, you Hubble fuck."
Craaack! Crunch!!
"Guuugh......"
"Tough bitch? Normies faint one hit."
Thud.
Hiss, hiss.
"Huu—. Good power control?"
Neck broken? Trembling all over.
"Won't wake till cig done? Real dead."
Sensed stop, Baekseol peeked from chest.
"Not over. Wake if sleeps."
"Yeah."
Baekseol hid; smoked rest, waited. Jeon Mi-jin stirred slowly.
"Athlete tough?"
"Huu! Huhk huu! Huhk!"
Hyperventilating, gasping wildly.
"Hate first punches. Hate kids."
Even now, wronged expression. Athletes tough mentally.
"Eh? Eyes impure af? Won't submit?"
"Huhk! Huhk! Huhk!"
Rolling eyes, breathing rough; still lively.
"Patient, hyperventilating now."
Smack!!
"Quick anesthesia, done."
Light dose, but out cold sprawled.
"Pascal-sensei said: powerless justice is incompetence. You lacked power for your justice. Now Hubble bros' dicks three cm."
Tough call how to handle.
Pascal-sensei, guide me!
"Those who agonize seeking paths are true humans." ⟨ Pascal's Wisdom ⟩
"Ah! More agonizing...!"
"Succumbing to agony isn't shame. Succumbing to pleasure is." ⟨ Pascal's Wisdom ⟩
"Ah, ah... Pascal-sensei."
⚙ SHOP ⚙ [Random Dildo Summon Lv.1] ▷ Dildo Summon ▷ Very low chance special dildo ▷ Skill level up with purchases [Price: 100,000 won] Who knew it'd come in handy. Nothing useless in world.
"Pleasure. Summon!"
Squishy gross feel enveloped palm.
Top round lubed slick.
Lv.1 tiny. Straw-thickness girth.
And grip...
"Fuck."
Pried Jeon Mi-jin's legs; lacy panties greet.
"Came to beat? Prepared, right?"
Anus dead aim.
"Don't lose to pleasure."
Palm to dildo base flat.
Touch curses auto.
"Liftoff."
Squelch!
"Hwoooook!?"
Panties blocked; more force, ripped through with squelch, lodged.
Grabbed writhing Mi-jin's collar, yanked up.
Vrrr!
Focused right eye; weird energy surged.
Illusion Dream Evil Eye scrambles brain; held back, but no choice. Too efficient.
Agonized per Pascal, best way.
"Mi-jin, let's live dumb~?"
"Oook.... Hooook♡"
"Hmm."
Trembling hard.
Bonus Lust Evil Eye; loving it.
Try home later.
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