Discussing Park Do-chul NTR, the Moment A-young Seized His Cock — Jo Yu-mi Appears [True Alpha Male] [2]

"—KRAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!"

Just as Geum Tae-yang finished off the first zombie and steeled his resolve, the second one came charging in — a hundred-and-twenty-kilo bulk of a thing, arms outstretched and lunging.

—CRAAAAACK!!!

But the hulking zombie's howl was instantly drowned out by a bone-shattering impact so vicious it echoed through the entire alley.

Heh... against a body like that, you pretty much have to throw a low kick...

The thing had its arms extended, which made it hard to go straight for the head. But that left its lower body wide open — and given how top-heavy the zombie was, the angle on its legs was practically gift-wrapped. Add in Tae-yang's hundred-eighty-nine-centimeter frame and those long limbs of his, and the low kick practically magnetized itself into the strike.

"—GWEHHHHH!!???"

The zombie staggered.

Zombies couldn't feel pain, but even they froze up and flailed when something unexpected hit them hard enough. The massive zombie that had been charging so ferociously suddenly found its whole body tilting at a violent angle, and its brain simply ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠buffered out.

—CRASH-THUD-THUD!!!

It toppled onto the asphalt just like that.

—SPLAT!!!!

Tae-yang, who'd been watching the whole sequence with casual ease, drove his steel pipe straight down in a vertical plunge. The hulking zombie's skull burst open like a watermelon.

"Damn, midsummer... the way these things are rotting, even the blood spray feels refreshing."

The hulking zombie sprawled on the asphalt with its head blown apart was a grotesque sight. Brain matter and gore spattered across the pavement in every direction — enough to make anyone without a cast-iron stomach empty theirs on the spot. But Tae-yang's expression carried nothing but a sense of relief.

It was early August — peak midsummer. Finding a zombie that still looked halfway intact had become basically impossible. A smashed-up corpse actually looked cleaner by comparison.

Hell yeah... jackpot! Points stacked up for real!

He'd felt the cool satisfaction of the kill, but the slight grimace on Tae-yang's face bloomed into a full grin almost immediately. After clearing another route, he pulled up his Status Window and checked the zombie points he'd earned — and his smile went wide open.

Geum Tae-yang's zombie points didn't generate if the sole purpose of the kill was farming points. They only counted when he took down zombies in service of some other survival-related objective. Which meant that since today's operation was about establishing a beachhead into the city center, he'd been quietly hoping — and sure enough, the system hadn't classified it as pure point-farming. A solid chunk of zombie points had come through.

Hell yeah... already almost a third of the way filled... I was sweating about how long it'd take to hit five thousand, but it's actually getting there!!

Three hours of sweeping the area had netted Tae-yang fifty zombie points. Added to his existing Growth Motivation total, that put him at thirteen hundred — roughly thirty percent of the five thousand points needed to climb to overall Level B.

A-young's still early days, but damn if she doesn't pull in growth points like crazy. Hundreds at a time, just like that.

He pressed the Apply button on the unapplied points, locking in Growth Motivation at [1500/5000].

After his first night with Park A-young, Tae-yang had hit Level C with his Growth Motivation sitting at [0650/5000]. Of course that first night hadn't been the end of it — during the few days Kim Min-jung had stepped back, Tae-yang and A-young had gone at it like animals. That alone had stacked nearly three hundred Savior growth points. Then came the living-room session with Kim Min-jung, which generated a little over four hundred more. Having gone so long without him, Min-jung's satisfaction levels had been off the charts. And even though the sex itself had been with Min-jung, Tae-yang had still pulled Savior growth points from A-young on top of it. Watching the man she loved fuck the mother she loved had sent A-young into a full-body catharsis spiral — three hundred points' worth. And because the ones who'd created that catharsis ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠were Tae-yang and Min-jung, both of them had each pulled three hundred growth points of their own.

Hmm... but with Yu-mi, my Savior trait doesn't seem to kick in at all?

Having finished his point check, Tae-yang closed the Status Window. At the same time, a slight tilt of curiosity crossed his face. After receiving Min-jung's care, he'd grown into a more flexible psychological state as a harem male — which meant he was trying to take a pretty open-minded stance toward Jo Yu-mi as well. Yesterday afternoon's incident, plus the late-night phone call, had only reinforced that mindset. And what his thoughts kept circling back to was the fact that even during that intensely heated cam-girl jerk-off session, his Savior growth engine hadn't activated at all. With A-young back then, he'd figured it was because she hadn't been Awakened yet. But Jo Yu-mi was definitely an Awakened. Tae-yang was starting to think some other condition still needed to be met.

Whoa... this is a whole different level from the photos... looks even nastier up close.

Hunkered behind a barricade and scanning ahead, Tae-yang clicked his tongue.

The alleys are thick, the building heights and structural complexity are no joke... you could get surrounded and jumped in a heartbeat out here...

The area he was reconning was a commercial thoroughfare leading into downtown Hanseong Metropolitan City — specifically, a road that could take him toward Jo Yu-mi's camp. He'd come and gone through here plenty of times before the apocalypse, but after more than two months of the end of the world, a fair number of new structures had gone up. These weren't the chaotic scrap-heaps of the early days — these were barricades and container-based fortifications built by survival camps that had properly established themselves as factions, designed specifically to keep rival groups in check.

Honestly, me going back and forth alone isn't a big deal — that's just a fact. But if I want Min-jung and A-young able to come and go too...

From early on, Tae-yang had been eyeing a push into the city center, if only to settle the score with Do Min-chul's faction. The situation with Yu-mi's camp had finally pushed him into real action — which was why he was out here running this detailed advance recon.

Hell, we might even need to move the Hope Shelter kids back and forth.

Jo Yu-mi had been freely roaming other districts on the regular. But that had only been possible because she operated alone. The expedition Tae-yang was planning wasn't a solo run. He'd never even considered going alone in the first place — Kim Min-jung would never have allowed it. Then last night, in a fit of heat, he'd nearly charged off anyway before Yu-mi talked him down. To soothe that lingering frustration, he wanted a method that would let a whole group travel the route with ease, and he wanted it fast.

Which means I need one hell of a transport vehicle...

What Tae-yang needed, then, was a vehicle. Something that could just plow through most barricades and shrug off long-range attacks ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like crossbow bolts.

He scanned the crossing point, the importance of transport once again front and center in his mind — then looked to his left.

If I could retrofit a jeep like that one...

A heavy-duty jeep sat over there. The kind that guzzled so much fuel it had clearly been used for a stretch of the apocalypse and then abandoned. But even at a glance, its durability looked serious.

A-young said once her tech develops a bit further, it wouldn't be impossible...

At the heart of Tae-yang's grand plan sat Park A-young's alchemical magic. A normal vehicle couldn't deliver the results he wanted — but layer her alchemy on top of that foundation, and he was certain they could produce a transport item beyond anything he could currently imagine. Right now A-young was continuously running experiments, projecting her alchemical mana into increasingly complex objects. Her conclusion: one more rank up, and modifying machinery on the scale of a car wouldn't be out of reach.

Ahem... but A-young, that girl... she's got one hell of a twisted head on her, getting off on watching me and Min-jung have sex...

In other words, once A-young's abilities grew, the problem would solve itself. But from Tae-yang's perspective, it didn't feel simple at all. Sure, as a harem guy, having your women get along was something to celebrate — but having to simultaneously satisfy a whole range of sexual tastes carried a real weight of pressure.

On their first night, A-young had called him "Stepdad" the whole time they fucked. And after hearing her say she'd earned points from the pure catharsis of watching her mom and her boyfriend go at it, Tae-yang had kept a straight face — but internally, he'd been reeling. Then, the moment he got back to the bunker, A-young had made a demand that turned that unease into hard reality.

"What???? You want to show Park Do-chul how happy you are right now?????"

Tae-yang had come back, showered, and was resting on the sofa when A-young summoned him up to the second-floor central control room. The words that came out of her mouth after he got there made his eyes go wide.

"Yeah. I want to show that bastard dad of mine that you, Mom, and I are doing just fine."

Park A-young, who harbored a bottomless hatred for Park Do-chul, had cooked up a catharsis-delivery content package that was pure A-young.

"Khnnngh....!"

Tae-yang let out a low, thick groan.

"See...? The second I bring up my dad, you get hard like this. That's how stimulating NTR is..."

—SQUEEZE...! GRIP...!

"Easy with the grip...! Tchhh...!"

That was right. The moment Tae-yang had walked into her workshop, A-young had laid him out on the bed, unzipped him, and pulled out his cock. And the second she mentioned Park Do-chul, that massive shaft of his had started rising — and she'd wrapped both hands around it.

Can't even deny it... when we did the stepdad roleplay on our first time, it felt so fucking hot because it was basically NTR'ing Park Do-chul...

The dirty man stayed silent. Which was as good as an admission. Tae-yang himself had so much piled up against Park Do-chul that the catharsis of NTR'ing him had been beyond imagination.

"So I figure you'll understand just fine. What I'm saying, I mean."

—Squelch...! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Squelch...! Squelch...!

If even Tae-yang felt that way, how immense must the catharsis be for A-young when Park Do-chul got thoroughly screwed over? She stroked the precum-slicked head of Tae-yang's cock, shooting him a look that could melt steel.

"Tchh...! Nngh...!"

Twitch...! Throb...! Twitch...! Twitch...!

Reduced to an NTR cock, Tae-yang moaned under the weight of that filthy pleasure.

—BZZZZZT!! BZZZZZT!!

And then, to him—

Huh?? Yu-mi???

—Jo Yu-mi's call came through.