Chapter 134: Kim Min-su, What the Hell Are You?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 134: Kim Min-su, What the Hell Are You?
Sticker photo booths.
Back when I didn't know any better, I thought they were just places to take pictures.
As time passed and I met various women, I belatedly realized the truth about these booths.
‘This is just another place to suck and lick each other.’
These days, the curtains in sticker booths hang all the way down to the ankles, making it impossible for anyone outside to know what’s happening within.
There was a certain thrilling tension to having sex in such a cramped, harsh environment with nothing but a hard plastic stool.
"Haa... ah... Tae-yang... this is so embarrassing..."
"You weren't embarrassed when I put whipped cream on your breasts on the Ferris wheel?"
"No... that was... different... ha... ahh..."
The moment we stepped into the booth, we tangled our tongues together without needing to say a word.
I pulled down the blouse she had only half-removed on the Ferris wheel, fully exposing her plump breasts.
I caught her already erect nipples between my middle and index fingers, rolling them gently as we shared our breath.
"I’m... hard again... I’ll take care of it for you this time too..."
Su-jin smiled seductively while reaching for my lower body.
As soon as she said that, I scooped her up in my arms.
"It might take a while, then."
I sat on the plastic stool, pulled her onto my lap, and slowly unbuckled my belt.
Instead of kissing face-to-face, we kissed while I held her from behind, as if we were in doggy style.
— Continuous shooting starting. Please strike a pose in a moment!
Since I had inserted the money but hadn't selected any options, the machine automatically began its sequence and started taking photos.
Every time the shutter clicked, she spread her legs and lifted her skirt, opening her pussy wide.
I had Su-jin bite down on her skirt and shoved my dick straight into her pussy.
Her underwear already had a hole right over her crotch, so there was no need to take it off.
Using my thick fingers, I pried her supple thighs apart as far as they would go.
Flash.
Su-jin ran her hands over my body, messing up my hair.
We made love as if we were pleading for each other, craving each other, wanting to devour one another forever.
Inside that shabby sticker booth, we left a record of our penetration on square pieces of paper.
We lost ourselves in each other, forgetting the noisy bustle of the world outside.
‘I’m going all the way.’
Having sex all night at a hotel would have been great, but it would have caused problems.
I had a date with Ryu Hye-mi tomorrow, so I needed to manage my condition.
That was why I was doing my best to drain Su-jin’s energy right here in the booth.
‘I feel a bit bad for Su-jin... but it can’t be helped.’
A short while later.
"Tae-yang... I think my stamina is really bad..."
"No, Noona. It’s just because you’re doing something you’re not used to."
"I want to do it every day until I get used to it..."
She was completely exhausted, leaning her entire weight against me.
No matter how much better an Awakener’s stamina was compared to a normal person’s, sex was a different story.
Using muscles she didn't normally use meant her strength was bound to fail quickly.
I had exploited that point perfectly, and as a result, I was able to bring Su-jin back to my place.
"Is there anything else you require?"
"No, that’s all. Thank you for your help."
"It is our pleasure. Please feel free to call on us anytime."
After our messy session in the sticker booth.
Su-jin, whose body had gone completely limp, was in no condition to continue the date.
I had anticipated this and contacted Bogeumjari in advance.
— We’re at Wonderland right now, but we need to head back home. Could you come pick us up?
— We will be on standby. Please do not worry about us and come out whenever you are ready.
Some might say, “What kind of date is over after just one round of sex?”
But honestly, this wasn't my first or second time dealing with this, so I was quite used to it.
It happened often in the early stages of a relationship; there were days when we’d run to a motel right after lunch, shower together, and spend the entire day doing nothing but having sex.
So, this moment with Su-jin was just another expression of our love.
"I wanted to play more..."
"But Noona, you can't even stand up. There's nothing we can do."
"...I guess so... It’s such a shame... And, Tae-yang..."
"Yes?"
Su-jin voiced her regrets and said many things.
The most memorable among them was:
"You can speak comfortably to me... We... we’re close now..."
"Then... should I?"
"Yeah... hehe..."
It was Su-jin telling me I could drop the formalities.
It was about time I did, but the timing had been awkward, so I hadn't brought it up.
Dropping honorifics didn't suddenly make us closer or deepen the relationship, but it could be the catalyst for it.
‘Nice.’
I felt happy that our relationship was progressing.
If I kept building this intimacy and eventually melted away Su-jin’s obsessive tendencies...
‘Yu-min and Su-jin... then Melanie and Hye-mi.’
I’d be able to get all four of them on one bed and take turns fucking them.
Of course, there were still a few more hurdles to overcome before that could happen, but it was only a matter of time.
"Noona, why don't you take a nap first, and we can finish our date tonight?"
"Really...? Is that okay...?"
"Of course."
The way Su-jin looked, with her regretful expression and her heavy eyelids struggling to stay open, was truly cute.
But cute was cute, and rest was rest.
No matter how much she wanted to play, what could she do if her body wouldn't follow?
I laid Su-jin down neatly on the bed and stepped outside.
I had planned to stay until she fell asleep, but she drifted off the moment her head hit the pillow.
The aftermath of being held up and fucked until the sticker booth was soaked in pussy juice was clearly significant.
‘And now...’
There was only one reason I had wrapped up the date with Su-jin so quickly and tucked her into bed.
‘I need some rest too.’
I wanted to spend some time relaxing.
Since entering this novel, I hadn't had a single day of leisure.
One day it was this, the next day it was a test, then clearing a Gate, then a dungeon, and so on.
From the moment I took Su-jin’s virginity until now, there hadn't been a single weekend that actually felt like a weekend.
People talk about "Baek Tae-yang’s lifestyle" and all that, but for the characters, it only looks that way for a moment.
For me, who had to portray an alpha male 24/7, it was a completely different story.
I sat on a bench in front of the house, cracked open a can of beer, and looked up at the sky.
I couldn't remember the last time I’d looked at a clear sky without a single cloud.
‘That bastard Kim Min-su is really despicable the more I think about it.’
If he’s the protagonist, he should manage his women properly.
He was beyond careless; he practically abandoned them, creating a structure where I naturally became the busy one.
I used to think his inability to act like a real man was a huge advantage for completing quests.
But looking at it now, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows.
Chubby Ahn only created women that Kim Min-su couldn't handle, and in the end, Kim Min-su failed to take responsibility for his heroines.
Then, naturally, who is the person who has to handle all those heroines?
‘It’s me.’
If that were all, it would be fine, but there were cases where I created the heroines myself.
The prime example being Yoo Su-jin, who was currently sleeping in my room.
A woman I chose from start to finish.
‘If I keep adding them one by one, even having two bodies won't be enough—’
Just as I was about to vent my frustrations and clear my head.
An unbelievable sight caught my eye.
‘...What am I looking at right now?’
As I’ve said many times, Kim Min-su is the epitome of an average man.
He could easily be the face of a beta male lead in a romantic comedy.
From his unstyled, shaggy MapleStory-style hair to his atrocious sense of fashion.
Even his crude way of speaking, which ruined the mood the moment he opened his mouth.
No matter how much I scrutinized him, there wasn't much to like.
He was just a guy who was loved for no other reason than being the protagonist of a novel.
That should have been all he was, but...
"Wahaha! So, what I'm saying is, I'm actually stronger than Baek Tae-yang!"
"Oh, really? That’s amazing. To think you’re even more incredible than Mr. Tae-yang... I suppose you really have to listen to the full story to know the truth."
Kim Min-su.
He was walking alone with a woman.
Furthermore.
They seemed to be on very good terms.
‘This makes no sense...’
Before I could even process whether this was a dream or reality, my body moved.
I drew as close to Min-su as possible to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Mr. Tae-yang? Isn't that a bit too friendly? I’d prefer it if you said you felt more of a connection with me, the Indomitable Hero, Kim Min-su."
"Of course. I’m sorry if I offended you, Hero."
"Wahaha! No, it’s fine, Saintess. Isn't this process of getting to know each other exactly what a Hero and a Saintess should do?"
Kim Min-su was, as usual, talking nonsense about how he was "actually stronger than Baek Tae-yang, contrary to popular belief."
Normally, when a conversation is that awkward, the woman would feel uncomfortable.
But this woman didn't show even a hint of discomfort.
‘Wait...’
I widened my eyes and took a closer look at the woman’s attire.
She had breasts so large they would make the whipped cream on Su-jin’s chest disappear instantly.
A pure white veil covering her face and a rosary hanging around her neck.
And then there was the talk of a Hero and a Saintess.
‘The fourth heroine has appeared.’