Min-jung's Milk-Bursting Breasts — Her Breast Milk Scent Was Love [The Harem Has Begun][3]

"Why are you just standing there, Tae-yang...? C-come in... It's okay..."

When Geum Tae-yang froze with his head poked through the doorway, Kim Min-jung smiled and told him to come inside.

But that smile carried a thread of tension, and her voice stumbled slightly over the words.

Black clothes. Ajumma barely ever wears black. And if I can see wetness even through black fabric...

Step...! Step...! Step...!

In the end, Geum Tae-yang slowly entered the room.

The black clothes. The strangely damp patch across Kim Min-jung's chest. He registered that something about her was different from usual. He managed to keep his expression under control, but inside he was pure bewilderment.

Did she put on perfume too? Not long ago, from the smell of it. And it's a really strong one...

That sense of something off kept building. The moment he stepped farther in, the perfume hit him full force. Kim Min-jung almost never wore perfume. When she did, it was always something light.

"....."

Sudden keywords kept flooding in, and Geum Tae-yang grew even more absorbed. Words left him entirely as he simply stared at her.

"....."

Kim Min-jung was the same. The bright, cheerful presence that had announced itself at the door had gone abruptly silent, and she sat frozen with that smile still fixed on her face.

Wait... mixed in with the perfume, there's this other smell. What is that...?

He took a little more time with the air in the room and realized something alien was woven through the fragrance.

So this is... mo...

His expression grew even more intent as he worked to drag the half-formed thought fully into the light.

"Wh-why...? What's going on, Tae-yang...? Did you just come because you wanted to see Ajumma...?"

Kim Min-jung broke the silence first. Her tone and face were more than flustered — they looked almost desperate, as if she were trying to short-circuit the detective work running behind his eyes.

"Ah! Right, so, Ajumma. My room turned out to be the big one. That won't do. You should be the one using the big room."

The moment he heard the urgent voice of the ajumma he loved so dearly, Geum Tae-yang decided he had been rude to let his mind wander so far. He shut down the deduction circuit, offered a plausible cover, and soothed her.

"You need the rest, so I didn't have a choice... I couldn't make you sleep in a cramped little room with everything that's going on..."

It had been a hasty excuse, but it sounded reasonable enough. Convinced, Kim Min-jung slipped back into her usual manner as she answered.

"I'm fine now, so please take the big room, Ajumma. I saw the other rooms on the way here. One of them even has a computer set up. I need to check on the outside situation, so I'll be using a computer a lot. I was planning to move over there."

Geum Tae-yang followed up smoothly with more easy chatter.

There are liquid stains near the bed too. Sure, given the heat it could be sweat — but that chest area still looks like something else no matter how I look at it...

His eyes, however, kept moving with an almost mechanical precision. His mouth was running on habit while his actual mind had already restarted the investigation.

Still, Kim Min-jung's circuit-breaker technique worked well enough. The core keyword he had been so close to pulling free slipped right back out of reach.

"Alright. Ajumma will take the big room... Since we're talking about it, I might as well move now."

Swoosh...!

Kim Min-jung could hardly miss the state of his eyes. She kept up the everyday conversation while rising as if she were simply changing seats — or escaping the scene.

Ahem. I thought I'd be able to just ask her outright, but the words aren't coming as easily as I expected.

Scratch...! Scratch...! Scratch...!

Settled in the computer chair of his new room, Geum Tae-yang tilted his head and scratched at his hair. He wanted to ride in like a knight on a white horse and solve the worries of the Min-jung ajumma he loved. Reality, though, was cold. They had never once had a conversation of that kind. Their relationship had always been built on a mutual, gentle pretense of not knowing, of looking after each other without saying so. The drinking night before the zombie outbreak was the perfect example.

Come to think of it... was that why A-young gave me that mission?

He had never understood why Park A-young refused to solve Kim Min-jung's problem herself and deliberately handed it to him. Now he thought he did. With things as they were, the three of them needed to become even more of a family. His tenderness toward Kim Min-jung might run deeper than what he felt for Park A-young, but when it came to range of communication, A-young had him beat. Cursing each other was baseline for them; they had even traded filthy dirty talk in the bathroom earlier. By contrast, the conversational frame between Geum Tae-yang and Kim Min-jung was still just the kindhearted next-door ajumma and the warehouse-room young man who adored her. That sly Park A-young had been looking out for him in her own quiet way, giving him the chance to break that stiffness.

Tsundere little... I've got you figured out, Park A-young!

Click...!

Geum Tae-yang pressed the computer's power button. He had long sensed that Park A-young was the tsundere type, but reading the diary entry where she had cared for his father Geum Il-bong and then threatened him never to tell Tae-yang about it had locked the definition in for good.

No need to rush, then. Conversation is all about buildup and timing. I'll take that matter slow. First things first — this.

Staring at the monitor as it booted, Geum Tae-yang put on a thoroughly serious face.

"Status Window!"

He called it out for a reason.

Ooooh... there you are. That's more like it!

The Status Window unfurled before his eyes.

When the first awakening notification popped up I was too out of it to pay attention, but once skill alerts started showing up I had no choice but to start wondering.

Geum Tae-yang studied his Status Window with open curiosity. He had awakened the moment he began pouring out his grief to Kim Min-jung after laying his father Geum Il-bong to rest. At the time he had been in full mental collapse, so he had simply let it pass. But something had kept flickering at the edge of his vision afterward, so he had at least kept the possibility of an awakening in mind. Only the possibility — because back then he had neither the emotional room nor the free time to check a Status Window.

Right — Inventory! With something like this, looting a supermarket gets a whole lot easier!

Grinning, Geum Tae-yang eyed the Inventory special skill. All kinds of thoughts had run through his head the moment he woke up that morning, and one of them had been the awakening possibility he had set aside for later. That was the foundation he had used to sell Park A-young on his confidence about raiding a supermarket. He just hadn't known the details yet, so he had kept it vague with her.

Combat Mental Master strengthens mental fortitude in combat situations. General Combat Skill Master is the same idea for basic fighting. And Superior Senses... that has to be a sixth sense, right? I don't know exactly how strong Level E is, but it definitely feels higher than my old baseline.

Thinking back, I climbed that wall ridiculously easily.

He sorted out every Status Window function he could identify by name. On the first day, returning to the bunker, he had scaled a roughly three-meter wall almost without using his hands. His Agility had jumped dramatically once his stats hit E-rank. Before, he would have had to grab the top at the end and haul himself up like a pull-up bar.

So that's why the bathroom doorknob got wrecked too.

Factoring in the stat boosts, the shower-room terrorism from an hour ago suddenly made sense.

It says Multi-Growth Capable, so why is the only Growth Power Zombie Energy? And the conditions look insanely strict...

While checking his stats his mouth corners had kept climbing, but the Growth Power section made him tilt his head. Growing did not look easy at all.

Still, the phrase Multi-Growth Capable itself doesn't sound bad. They even listed it as a Trait, so it has to be better ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠than single-track growth, right?

Hmm... if I think about it that way, other Awakened might have systems like that too.

Geum Tae-yang was, after all, a man with a positive nature. He had been frowning over how unforgiving the growth method seemed, and then used that very thought to infer that other Awakened might exist.

I was going to check the zombie outbreak situation first, but maybe I should look for other Awakened first.

And so Geum Tae-yang started browsing communities in search of traces of other Awakened. What he found instead was just how badly he had underestimated the online warriors.

The zombie outbreak Geum Tae-yang had lived through was no joke at all. He had assumed the internet would be just as grim by now, and that productive information would be circulating on the back of that atmosphere. Instead, the species that lived and died for aggro was still spouting pure nonsense.

"Ha... these fucking bastards for real..."

The sheer absurdity dragged a curse out of him into the real world. It felt like the life-or-death struggle he had survived was being desecrated.

Well, who knows... there's no guarantee only normal people awaken. Some absolute freak could have gotten a grotesque awakening ability.

Positive-natured Geum Tae-yang cooled the rising anger and started accounting for every possibility.

"You absolute piece of shit!!!!!"

The suppression did not last. Humanly speaking, a futanari bit was going too far.

"Tae-yang, is something wrong? Ajumma brought you a snack..."

Geum Tae-yang's full-bodied, diaphragm-driven stream of curses had carried all the way to his doorway. Kim Min-jung, who had come that far, reacted with open worry.

"It's nothing, Ajumma~ Hahaha! Nothing serious, so come on in~!"

The moment he heard Kim Min-jung's voice, his rage melted on the spot. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠He answered with a gentle face and tone, as if he had never been spitting fire at all.

"I moved everything from the house fridge into the bunker fridge. There was a lot of fruit, so I sliced some up for you, Tae-yang."

Kim Min-jung entered his room carrying a tray piled with neatly prepared fruit.

Ahhh... this is it... this is why I was able to make it back to the bunker in the end...

Kim Min-jung's tenderness made the apocalypse feel almost unreal. Endless healing surged through Geum Tae-yang's heart. Looking at her standing there with the tray, he was nearly overwhelmed with gratitude.

"What were you looking at? Something important?"

Geum Tae-yang stuffed fruit into his mouth and closed out of the community site. Kim Min-jung rested a hand on the headrest of his computer chair as she asked.

"I could say it's fairly important, Ajumma..."

This was not a polite formality. She genuinely looked curious. She was just as tightly wound about what was happening outside. Sensing that, Geum Tae-yang answered with a thoughtful expression.

Alright. I'll just tell Ajumma straight. She'll believe me no matter what.

Since she was curious, he wanted to answer with full sincerity. Awakening was an absurd concept, but he decided to trust her boundless support for him.

"Logically speaking, a zombie virus breaking out and causing this kind of chaos is already pretty bizarre, right, Ajumma?"

He still could not just blurt out that he had awakened. Geum Tae-yang started laying groundwork.

"That's true. If you hadn't led the way, Tae-yang, Ajumma would have just stood there watching like everyone else."

The groundwork was clumsy at best, but Kim Min-jung — his devoted admirer — listened with complete focus in her eyes.

"Because it's such an unusual situation, I think I've gained a special kind of power. People usually call it an awakening ability, Ajumma."

In the end, Geum Tae-yang told Kim Min-jung that he had awakened.

"Awakening... ability...?"

Kim Min-jung repeated it with widened eyes.

"Yes. After I sent my father — who'd turned into a zombie — to the other side, the moment I opened up about it to you, Ajumma, a message saying I'd awakened appeared right in front of my eyes."

He even told her exactly when the awakening had happened.

"Ah...!"

For an instant, Kim Min-jung's eyes looked like she had remembered something.

"Hm? What is it, Ajumma? Is something wrong?"

It was not the reaction he had expected. He had imagined her either believing him unconditionally or tilting her head and asking for a detailed explanation of what awakening even meant. Her response was neither. She looked genuinely deep in thought.

"You saying a message about awakening appeared in front of your eyes made me think of something..."

After a stretch of concentration, Kim Min-jung spoke again.

"I think... that message appeared for Ajumma too..."

She told Geum Tae-yang that she herself seemed to have awakened.