Chapter 18
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 18
Chapter Title: What the Thief Left Behind (1)
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Thud.
Suddenly, Chae Seoah's foot wedged itself into the door crack. No matter how hard I tugged, the steel door refused to budge an inch.
"Can I speak frankly?"
"Go ahead..."
I finally let go of the doorknob. Chae Seoah casually nudged the door open with her foot. Hm. She cleared her throat shortly and matter-of-factly, then spoke in a flat tone.
"Getting kicked out of the Vigilante Corps dorm felt like a waste. It was supposed to be a full week, but I didn't even last a day."
"Yeah. And?"
"When I was packing up to leave, I kept thinking about Park Jungwoo's... little..."
"Ack!!"
This villa had terrible soundproofing. My yell probably echoed everywhere, but it was still better than the neighbors hearing that word.
Moon Hayeon's gaze on Chae Seoah was piercing. With her glaring like that from the side, it was impressive how steadfastly Chae Seoah kept looking straight ahead.
"I, I wanted to be alone with you..."
Moon Hayeon muttered in a deflated voice. But soon enough, she seemed to resign herself, nodding with a sigh.
...I had no idea why she was the one giving permission instead of me. Still, since it aligned with what I wanted anyway, I ended up opening the door.
"I-I'm home..."
Who knows what was so great about it. Hee hee, hi. Moon Hayeon grinned creepily with a sinister chuckle. As always, she wore a loose-fitting dress despite the heat, bundled up tight.
"I'm h-home... Excuse me."
Chae Seoah stepped inside. It wasn't her Vigilante Corps uniform, but something similar in color and style. Her short miniskirt revealed her thighs, wrapped snugly in white stockings.
"I really need to buy something today. Since there's nothing you need."
If this were the thrilling first day of living together with a girlfriend, maybe it'd be different. But knowing their interest wasn't in me but my body, my expression naturally soured.
I couldn't hide my displeasure, so a gruff tone slipped out effortlessly.
"Planning to move in permanently?"
Moon Hayeon, who had been dragging her suitcase into the room, flinched hard. She then scurried into the not-so-spacious apartment with quick steps.
"Not yet."
Chae Seoah replied calmly. I wanted to nitpick why she said "yet," but asking would only make me more distraught, so I kept my mouth shut.
"Haa..."
This wasn't what I'd dreamed of when I became a hunter. I wanted a normal life—dating, gaining fame, making money.
My good mood from morning plummeted back to rock bottom. At least there were no friends or family to text me about those news articles.
"Anyway, I haven't even washed up yet... Ah!"
Something sharp jabbed my foot. Of course, I hadn't cleaned. I lifted my foot to check the sole.
I braced against the wall and bent over. Something like sand was stuck in the soft pad of my foot. Well, it was a basement unit. Dust like that rolled in sometimes when I aired it out, so I didn't think much of it.
My words cut off abruptly, and Chae Seoah and Moon Hayeon's footsteps halted too. Soon, two pairs of feet approached me.
I wasn't that dense. This silence and weird vibe screamed trouble—I could read that much.
I tried to ignore the chill creeping up my spine and slowly looked up.
"W-Well, yeah, even if that woman got caught, the tattoo's still there..."
Wait, tattoo? No, not that this time?
"N-No, it's not! Th-That's not it...!"
Moon Hayeon's arms snuck around my waist from behind. I flailed to escape, but her arms—without much effort—held me firm.
The narrow hallway barely fit three people. When Chae Seoah stepped up in front of me, I was sandwiched between the two women like filling in a sandwich.
"S-Stay still, Jungwoo. You might get hurt..."
"Exactly. We're letting you stay, so we'll repay that kindness."
No, it's not about kindness or whatever!
Moon Hayeon's arms slipped under my armpits and yanked. Helplessly caught, my upper body was lifted fully exposed.
Chae Seoah looked down at me. Her strange pink eyes scanned my face, then trailed slowly down my body.
Her usual icy blank expression, but her eyes hid nothing of her desire.
The pressure from her in this situation sent shivers through me. A thrilling, almost pleasurable chill. I shook my head violently, denying it.
"R-Really, it's nothing! J-Just a pebble in my foot..."
"But, Park Jungwoo. This is..."
Her gloved hand rose slowly, slipping between my legs as if cradling them.
My cock, where her long fingers touched, had hardened without me realizing. Thanks to the Submission skill, my body reacted obediently to their intimidation.
"It's fine, Park Jungwoo. Now..."
She withdrew her hand from below. Her fingers hooked into my belt, yanking down my pants and underwear. She stared openly at my exposed cock, then smiled faintly.
"Ah, n-no, it's not...!"
She shifted from her relaxed stance, pressing her legs together. My eyes locked onto her white thighs, squeezed tight together.
A familiar move. Her hand rested on her thigh, fingers parting it slightly. The pale stockings stretched thinner, faintly revealing peach-colored skin beneath.
I knew exactly how good it'd feel to slide in there and thrust. The slick, warm flesh pressing in. I understood it all too well.
That's why it terrified me more. I struggled desperately, but it wasn't enough to break free from Moon Hayeon's grip.
"I-It'll be fine, Jungwoo. I'll make it q-quick and comfortable..."
Hot breath pierced through my hair. As she forced my arms tighter, our bodies pressed flush. The faint scent of her skin from her breasts enveloping my head drove me crazier.
"L-Let's finish quick and relax. Okay...?"
She whispered seductively. The Whisper skill wasn't even active, but just her voice made me throb harder.
Chae Seoah smiled faintly at my twitching erection, unable to control itself. A satisfied, lewd curve of her lips.
I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to face her.
"O-Okay... One, two, one, twooo..."
Moon Hayeon stepped forward from behind, forcing me to shuffle ahead. The tip of my cock brushed her stocking. Hic. A sharp gasp escaped me.
"I-I swear, this time it's really nothing, why...!"
Tears welled up for no reason. Chae Seoah reached out, stroking my cheek. Step by step. She stood still, but against my will, the distance between us closed.
"One more step forward, Park Jungwoo."
Just one step. That would plunge my cock into the gap between her thighs.
It was already precarious. Each movement rubbed the tip, feeling so good my hips nearly bucked.
"Y-Yeah, Jungwoo. Q-Quick, let's drain it all..."
Moon Hayeon's voice mixed with ragged breaths. Gripping my shoulders, she shoved my hips forward with her thigh in minimal resistance.
"Hii... Hic! Huh...!!"
"Hng, mm..."
My near-climactic groans crossed with Chae Seoah's lazy moan. "So small," she murmured softly, the words slipping past one ear.
Her tightly clenched thighs rubbed slowly. My cock, already at its limit from the teasing, surrendered easily to that motion.
Spurt! Splurt!! Spatter, splurrt...
A powerful ejaculation followed. Chae Seoah looked at me with mild surprise. I couldn't see Moon Hayeon's expression behind me. She just pulled me tighter into her embrace, chuckling "Hee, hee" as she asked,
"W-Was it that good? Y-You're getting weaker each time, Jungwoo..."
My spent cock dangled limply. Precum dripped after the semen, twitching sporadically—a pathetic sight even to me.
No time to savor the relief or afterglow.
Chae Seoah slipped her fingers between her inner thighs. She scooped the pooled semen with her index and middle fingers, then smeared it slowly along her inner thighs like lotion.
She did it deliberately for me to see, legs parted just enough. It might've seemed vulgar at a glance, but blood rushed below again—though all I felt was fear.
Wondering what she'd do next, I swallowed dryly. Tension? Anticipation? Even I couldn't tell.
"We've done this position enough last time, so today..."
Chae Seoah turned slowly. One hand on the wall, she hiked up her skirt slightly.
White stockings and black garter belt. Above them, red panties hugged her ass. The pose made the fabric taut, a bit of flesh spilling at the edges.
She pressed her legs together firmly. With the hand lifting her skirt, she prodded between her thighs, looking at me.
With a lewd smile I'd never seen, tempting me. In a lower voice than usual, she whispered softly,
"How about this position?"
My fully erect cock was already drooling precum.