The Church of Hyeon's Sacred Cry Isn't 'Amen' — It's 'Tits'
"How I call you is my business."
"That's not fair... You call Hyeon 'Hyeon.'"
"Because she's cute."
"I-I'm..."
"You're sexy. Makes me want to fuck you."
Was that a compliment?
"I call you Youngkwon too!"
"You're being awfully stubborn today."
Youngkwon pinched my nipple like he was punishing me for the attitude.
"Nnh..."
"Hana."
The low, husky way he said my name sent a wet little spurt spraying from my pussy.
"Ah— nnh, nngh..."
"I'll call you that every now and then."
"Okay... nnh..."
The way he said my name.
That might be a little dangerous.
After waking Youngkwon with a morning blowjob and having sex every bit as rough as the night before, we'd headed out to meet Hyeon. Morning sex was great for clearing your head, but I'd overdone it a little — both my legs were still trembling. Youngkwon said he had somewhere to drop by and left the two of us at a quiet café.
"H-Hyeon, it's been a while..."
"Hana... are you hurt? Your legs are shaking..."
"No, I just overdid it this morning."
"Overdid it?"
"I, uh... worked out..."
"Wow, you're so diligent!"
"Ha... hahaha..."
Diligent, sure. This time I'd been the one on top, rolling my hips.
"So why did we all get together today?"
"It's orientation day for our fixed party!"
"Oh... so you're a member of the fixed party, Hyeon."
"Yeah. We're still one short of becoming an official party, though..."
The Academy recommended a minimum of four people for a party. The standard setup was a frontline tank, a damage dealer, a healer, and a combat support. If I had to classify myself, I was probably the support. Hyeon was the healer, and Youngkwon could cover both tank and DPS on his own... so the last slot would typically go to another tank or dealer.
But...
"What about Jeong Su-ah?"
"Su-ah...? I haven't talked to her since then..."
"Same here. But she lent me her robe last time, and she seemed like a good kid."
"I felt comfortable with her too...! We clicked, she's nice... and I really liked how hard she works!"
"Want me to ask her?"
"Hehe... I'd really appreciate that..."
Since Youngkwon could handle both DPS and tank by himself, it made more sense to stack more firepower around him. Hyeon actually listened to someone like me — the weakest student in Class A — and in that moment she looked like an angel. I offered a prayer of gratitude to the enormous breasts spilling out of the strappy tank top she'd shown up in, her cleavage on full, shameless display.
From this day forward, I am the high priest of the Church of Hyeon.
My god is those tits.
Now you're finally progressing the story?
Progressing the story? Did she mean the fixed party?
I'd been staring at my god without looking away when that damn Author's message completely blocked my view of the divine.
"Hana... you're staring way too..."
"Hah... O God..."
The system window vanished, and my god came back into view. Ahh, so radiant. If I sprinkled water there and drank it, wouldn't that count as holy water?
"God...?"
"Ah, no. Sorry. Your tits are just too sexy, Hyeon."
"W-what... that's embarrassing... and you're sexier than I am, Hana..."
"You flatter me, my God."
This was girls' talk! The greatest conversation in the world — one where you could say filthy things without breaking a single law...!
O Author who sent me here, O God, I thank you.
God? Are you talking about me?
I offered a prayer to the system window that had appeared, then offered another to Hyeon's chest.
"Tits."
Our spiritual cry was not Amen — it was Tits.
Long live the Church of Hyeon.
What the hell? Is this guy insane?
"Hana... you're being a pervert..."
"You're the bigger pervert for walking around with tits like that..."
"......."
Hyeon's face went red, and she covered her chest with both hands.
"I'm kidding."
"I-I'm embarrassed now..."
"Nngh...! Seo Hyeon is too cute...!"
I lunged at her and mashed my cheek against hers, reveling in how soft and squishy she was. Smooth, springy cheeks were the best...
"Uuu..."
Hyeon didn't resist — she just took the cheek assault. I could see why Youngkwon called her cute.
"What are you two doing...?"
Youngkwon had come back and caught the whole scene.
"Getting closer."
"Youngkwon... help me..."
"......."
Hyeon reached both hands out, begging for rescue, and Youngkwon just looked at her in silence. He snorted a laugh and sat down without lifting a finger.
"You're so meeeean..."
The way she teared up with that devastated, world-ending look on her face only made her cuter. Now I can rub all I want! You little minx!
Nuzzle-nuzzle♡
"More importantly, where did you go?"
I said it still glued to Hyeon's cheek.
"Ah, nothing much. Just this."
What Youngkwon set down on the table was a gun. A pistol, looking remarkably similar to a Glock from my original world.
Was gun ownership legal here?
Zero romance. If this is a fantasy, you solve things with magic or swords. Author, I think this novel's entire vibe is dead.
"It's a magic gun. Just inject mana and it fires."
"Ah... why this? You're strong enough without something like this."
"This is yours."
"Huh...? I don't have the money to buy something like this..."
"I already bought it, that's why I brought it, you idiot."
"Y-you're just giving it to me...?"
"Yeah. A commemorative gift for becoming a party member."
"Thank you..."
"You said you dumped all your points into mana, so you need a weapon to protect yourself."
I retract my previous statement. I apologize. And it's not just because it's mine, okay.
A gun that fires with mana? Romance: approved. It was the perfect weapon for me. Youngkwon was surprisingly thoughtful.
This was the first gift I'd received since coming to this world. It felt like I'd become someone a little more precious to him, and that made me happy. I picked up the gun and turned it over in my hands, buzzing with excitement. This gorgeous thing was mine?
"I'm jealous..."
Hyeon mumbled it in a tiny voice.
"I already bought you something last time."
"Oh, what did Hyeon get?"
She pulled something out of her pocket.
"This..."
It was a gaming mouse.
"Uh..."
I didn't really have anything to say. It suited Hyeon, who was obsessed with gaming... but was that really a gift you'd give a girl? I wouldn't know. I'd have to have dated a girl to know that...
"I was happy when I first got it, but..."
"Huh..."
Was she really allowed to say that in front of the person who gave it to her? Even Youngkwon would get hurt by that.
"The grip just feels off... and my aim's been terrible... buy me another one!"
"C-cute..."
A gasp of admiration slipped out at Hyeon's cutesy little act. She was way too cute. So she didn't hate that the gift was a mouse — she hated that her aim was off after using it? If I had the money, I'd buy her every mouse and keyboard in existence.
"It's not the mouse. You're just bad at the game."
"What?"
"That thing was expensive, you know."
"Expensive doesn't mean it's good! And I'm actually good at games, okay?"
"Last time I watched, all you did was die."
"I'm Diamond rank!"
Hyeon's voice suddenly jumped. Youngkwon's offhand remark had clearly pissed her off. Gamers could put up with anything except you're bad at the game.
They bickered for a few more minutes, and only after Hyeon finally calmed down could we get to the actual point.
"Ha... once the party's official, there'll be some restrictions on what we can do, but we'll also be able to take hunter jobs, so things are going to get busy."
"So what exactly does a hunter do?"
Hyeon and Youngkwon both stared at me with identical looks of shock.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"How the hell did you even get into the Academy?"
"I don't know."
"A hunter's main job is dungeon exploration and taking down villains."
"Taking down villains?"
I'd been stuck inside the Academy this whole time — I hadn't even known villains existed. They mixed in a superhero story too? What even is this worldbuilding?
"You beat the crap out of psychos with bounties on their heads."
"Bounties...? Isn't that dangerous?"
"It is. That's why we move as a party."
Youngkwon talked about the danger like it was nothing. A party could be formed with anyone as long as you had the numbers. I found myself wondering why he was so set on putting someone as weak as me in his fixed party. If grades were the priority, he could just party up with his SSS-class friends who were way stronger than me.
"Is there a reason you specifically want a weakling like me in the party?"
I asked him straight. There wasn't any particular reason — I just wanted to know what he was thinking.
"It's comfortable."
"Huh?"
"You're easy to be around. It's nicer if we can have fun working together."
"Ah..."
"Plus you're pretty, so we can mess around a little while we work."
"......."
I had nothing to say to that. And I was embarrassed.
Hyeon looked at Youngkwon with a sulky expression, apparently jealous.
"You're pretty too, so don't look at me like that."
He said it like he was soothing her.
"I'm good at games."
"Hmm... I read that one wrong."
So Seo Hyeon was the type to hold a grudge.
"And once we're an official party, we get our own dedicated classroom, so that'll be nice."
"Like a club room?"
"Pretty much. We'll get some activity funding too. Not that money's an issue — I can just cover it."
"Are you rich?"
"I'm not rich. My parents are."
"Oh... silver spoon..."
When I'd run into Hwang Jinyoung at the club — or more precisely, when my ass had gotten fucked — I'd been able to piece together that Youngkwon's family situation was complicated, so I didn't press any further.
"Oh, right. I talked it over with Hyeon earlier, and we think Su-ah would be great for the last party slot!"
"Yeah. Su-ah's easy to be around. I like her..."
I explained to Youngkwon what I liked about Jeong Su-ah and why she was comfortable to work with.
"Well, if you two want her that badly... asking her wouldn't hurt."
"Yes!"
Su-ah and I had had our share of internal drama thanks to the community boards, but the bond we'd built suffering through that dungeon together was stronger.
Alright, the story's actually moving now.
We talked a while longer about the party's future before finally getting up from our seats.
"Let's wrap it up here for today. Hyeon, head back and stay in touch."
"Okay...! Bye~ Youngkwon, Hana."
When Hyeon waved her arm, my god waved with her.
Tits.
"Hyeon, one game before bed tonight?"
"Yes...!"
She was so excited she jumped for joy. My god bounced.
Tits.
"Why do you keep praying? Did you have a religion?"
"I found one today."
"Do you go to church or something?"
"No... the Church of Hyeon..."
"Unbelievable..."
Youngkwon looked at me with a meaningful smile.
"Oh, and you probably won't be able to game tonight."
"Why not?"
"Because we're going to training now?"
"......."