The Thrill of A-young Nearby — Fondling Min-jung's Ass at the Sink
Got you, you bastard!!
Whoooooosh!!!!
The instant Cho Hee-chan loosed an arrow straight at Geum Tae-yang’s skull, Tae-yang answered with the move he’d been waiting for—a 3.5-meter reverse-spin Transcendent Step.
Shhhhhhhhk!!!
Pewwwwwww!!!!
He kicked An Sang-man’s barricade aside. The moment the crossbow string snapped, Tae-yang’s 180-degree reverse Transcendent Step carried him clean out of the bolt’s path. He dodged Cho Hee-chan’s shot perfectly.
!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cho Hee-chan’s eyes flew wide at the impossible footwork. On either side of him the remaining thugs, already locked in combat stances, stared with the same stunned, saucer-eyed expressions. What their limited senses registered wasn’t awe so much as pure wrongness—something grotesque and unnatural.
Flash—
Thwack!!!
Tae-yang closed the distance in a single burst and poured mana into his projected iron pipe the instant he entered striking range. The pipe flared, and he whipped it high overhead.
Whooooooom!!!
His target was the big man in the middle of the three—Cho Hee-chan himself, still aiming the crossbow. Tae-yang brought the pipe down in a diagonal arc aimed straight at the man’s skull.
“Krrrrrrgh!!!”
Cho Hee-chan had already decided that at four meters Tae-yang could only move in a straight line. The reverse step caught him completely flat-footed; he had zero evasion ready.
Ssssshk!!
Yet an Awakener’s agility was no joke. Cho Hee-chan still managed to react.
Whoooosh!!
Snap—Pssssht!!
He twisted just enough. The pipe only grazed his cheek, peeling a thin line of blood free.
Tch… Eyes like a hawk, huh…
Cho Hee-chan’s physical reaction had been sharp, but the real hero was his exceptional vision—one of his traits. That superhuman eyesight had let him track the blur of Tae-yang’s Transcendent Step and the follow-up pipe swing long enough to dodge.
“Kh—damn it!”
Clatter!!
The desperate dodge wrecked his balance. He toppled backward.
“Th-this bastard’s an Awakener!! You guys, run—now!!!”
Crash-thud-thud!!!
Even as he fell he screamed the warning and ordered the others to flee.
“A-Awakener????”
The thugs on either side heard the panicked shout and froze in horror. Too late.
Whoooosh!!!
Tae-yang’s projected pipe was already swinging. The man on his right was the next target.
CRAAAAACK!!!
An inside-to-outside diagonal slash smashed into the right temple.
CRUNCH-CRUNCH-CRUNCH!!!
The skull exploded like a ripe melon.
“Dong-chul!!! You fucking Dong-chul!!!!”
Fumble-fumble-fumble!
Sprawled on his back, Cho Hee-chan was still trying to reload while screaming the name of the man whose head had just been pulped—Nam Dong-chul.
“Uwaaaaaaah!!!”
Stagger-stagger-stagger!
The thug on the left watched Nam Dong-chul’s head detonate like a firework and went bone-white, stumbling backward.
Fwoosh!!!
Tae-yang closed with a short forward Transcendent Step.
CRAAAAASH!!!
A vertical overhead smash turned the second man’s skull into red mist as well.
“You piece of shit, you’re dead!!!”
Thwack!!!
The second thug dropped. Cho Hee-chan finally seated a fresh bolt, raised the crossbow, and fired the second Tae-yang finished the kill.
Pewwwwwww!!!
Tae-yang was still in the follow-through of his last swing.
CRACK-SNAP!!!
The bolt struck him square in the temple—yet the sound was all wrong.
What the hell?! The arrow just snapped!!
Cho Hee-chan’s face went pure white. The special skill of the reinforced combat suit had protected Tae-yang’s head; the bolt shattered against it instead of piercing.
“If your opponent’s an Awakener—!”
Spin!
Cho Hee-chan was still on the ground, empty crossbow in hand. Tae-yang raised the projected pipe and turned fully toward him.
Whoooosh!!!
“Shouldn’t the first step be figuring out what he can actually do????”
The pipe came down like an executioner’s axe onto Cho Hee-chan’s bloodless face.
CRAAAAASH!!!
It connected clean.
CRUNCH-SPLATTER!!!
In one blow the Awakener Cho Hee-chan’s head burst open. Geum Tae-yang’s first Awakener kill was complete.
You have slain the Awakened Cho Hee-chan. Special Quest clear processed. Homekeeper Geum Tae-yang is awarded 150 Special Quest Points.
The clear notification floated up the moment Cho Hee-chan died.
“Haaah… jackpot.”
Tae-yang panted, staring at the window, then finished the two half-conscious thugs he’d knocked out at the start—smashing both skulls for good measure.
“You fought an Awakener?????”
Kim Min-jung’s eyes went round as she carried dishes to the table.
“Yeah, ajumma. Not that far from here.”
Clack!
The three of them were already seated for dinner. Tae-yang took the plate Min-jung handed him. After wiping out Cho Hee-chan’s entire crew and clearing the second Special Quest, he had returned to the bunker. At first he’d only told Min-jung and A-young about that second quest; now, over the meal after washing up, he was filling them in on the third.
“Oh my god… Then you should have called me, Tae-yang. If it was a fight against an Awakener, of course I should have been there to help you.”
The gentle woman who had just set food down suddenly wore a deadly serious face. She herself was an Awakener, and she had already laid down the law more than once: the moment Tae-yang faced another Awakened, she would be at his side. On anything involving Tae-yang’s or A-young’s safety, Kim Min-jung did not compromise.
“Haha! No time, ajumma. It just happened out of nowhere. Look—I’m fine, right? Cleaned them up in a blink, zero danger.”
Tae-yang set the tray down and waved it off. He’d expected exactly this reaction, which was why he’d waited until the mood was good before bringing it up.
“Honestly, Tae-yang! That’s not something you just brush off like that!”
Min-jung was almost pouting. Every maternal instinct screamed to strip him down and check every inch for injuries, but her daughter Park A-young was sitting right there at the table, so she had to swallow it. Frustration radiated off her.
“So you used that scan thing, right? What kind of Awakener was the guy you met today?”
Park A-young, who had been eating in cool silence, cut in with a dry, surgical question.
“Class name was Sharpshooter. Straight-up long-range specialist.”
Tae-yang answered at once. He knew the most efficient way to defuse Min-jung’s scolding was to drag A-young into the conversation.
“Tae-yang, you and I are going to have a private talk later.”
Step-step-step-step!
“Yes, ajumma, hahaha… sorry…”
Min-jung walked behind him on her way to her seat, delivering the warning. Tae-yang put on a properly apologetic face.
Pinch…!!!
“Kyauut!!”
There was a reason she had gone behind him: to pinch his back. Tae-yang let out a strangled yelp.
“Wasn’t some energy-blast type. Looks like the trait ‘Never Miss’ means any ranged weapon he picks up just hits. He was packing a crossbow.”
Tae-yang kept answering A-young’s questions.
“That level means he had a crew. Not the kind of stats that let you wander alone.”
Sharp as ever, A-young immediately deduced that the opponent hadn’t been a solo Awakener.
“A-young, that combat suit you gave me—once I projected mana into it, it was insane. Wearing that thing I didn’t even have to worry about damage, so I cleaned them all up in seconds.”
The moment it became clear there had been more than one enemy, Min-jung’s worry spiked again. Tae-yang moved first to put out the fire.
“But A-young, when I looked at that guy’s Status Window I got most of it, except one thing. Under Awakening Cause it said ‘Superior Genes.’ If I try to rank that, it feels lower than ajumma’s Super-Elite Genes, right?”
“What do you think?”
He tossed her the part of Cho Hee-chan’s Status Window that had puzzled him most.
“You were a Chosen One.”
“Yeah.”
A-young confirmed Tae-yang’s own Awakening Cause as if checking a fact.
“When I actually fought him, the listed rank difference was there, but the real combat power didn’t feel overwhelmingly different from mine—especially considering I was one level higher. Even compared to ajumma’s Status Window, the combat gap wasn’t huge, even though the classes are completely different.”
Tae-yang had run his own analysis. Superior Genes clearly sat below Super-Elite Genes, and Super-Elite sat below Chosen One. Yet even setting his higher level aside, Min-jung’s window didn’t look dramatically stronger than Cho Hee-chan’s. He couldn’t quite pin down what the difference between Awakening Cause and actual Status Window power really meant.
“Then the hypothesis that fits is this.”
Clack…!
A-young picked up a side dish with the look of someone who had just locked onto the answer.
“Difference in growth ceiling. If the starting stats aren’t that different, the real gap is how high the roof goes.”
She was talking about the relative size of the vessel the contents were poured into, even if the starting contents looked almost the same.
“Oh… that actually makes a lot of sense…”
Rub-rub-rub…!
Intuitively it lined up perfectly. Tae-yang stroked his chin and carefully accepted her take.
“Huh? Where’d A-young go, ajumma?”
After dinner Tae-yang had flopped around in his room for a while, then spent about an hour doing a perimeter check of the house. Ever since the five days of nonstop sex with Min-jung, he’d gotten into the habit of hoping any zombies he killed on patrol might still count for points. When he came back inside and looked for A-young, she was nowhere in sight.
“A-young’s taking a bath. Whatever program she’s hacking isn’t going well, so she went in a little while ago.”
Clatter-clatter-clatter!
Min-jung answered while washing dishes. Ever since puberty A-young had kept the same habit: when a problem wouldn’t solve or stress piled up, she soaked in scalding water. Basically she just stayed submerged for a long time.
“Ahh, got it!”
Glance.
Tae-yang looked toward the first-floor bathroom. These days A-young showered upstairs, but she still insisted on using the spacious first-floor tub for actual baths. Which meant she was in the first-floor bathroom right now.
“Tae-yang, don’t go to sleep right away. We still have to finish the talk we started earlier. Honestly, I was really angry then. I’m still not over it.”
Clatter-clatter-clatter-clatter!
Min-jung’s voice turned firm; she demanded he not head straight to bed, and her dishwashing grew more forceful with every word.
“I get that the situation left you no choice, but you still should have contacted me after the fight was over.”
Clatter-clatter! Scrub-scrub! Clatter!
She was venting her frustration at a husband who wouldn’t listen. The soulmate she had finally found after forty-two years had risked his life in a life-or-death battle while she wasn’t there—and she only found out hours later. Hurt and fury boiled inside her.
“….”
Tae-yang simply watched her back in silence.
“This isn’t the place to talk about it. Let’s continue in the bedroom later, Tae-yang.”
The moment she spoke the words, the emotion surged again; she forced it back down. Her face looked like she was struggling to hide the expression.
!!!!!!!!
Then, all of a sudden, Min-jung’s eyes flew wide in shock.
“My wife’s really angry, huh…”
Squeeze… squeeze… squeeze…!
Her stubborn husband Geum Tae-yang had already slipped up behind her. Now both hands were kneading the lush, sensual ass of his wife Kim Min-jung.
“Can’t I take that scolding right now, ajumma…?”
While performing that shameless, filthy act, Tae-yang whispered low into his mate’s ear.
Exactly. When your beloved wife was about to scold you, why on earth would you need to worry about time or place?