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Translator: penny
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: Pleading Demeanor
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Gyeonggi Province's Hwaseong is currently a no-entry zone.
There's no special reason for it.
In this day and age, if an entire area is restricted, it's always because of a dungeon.
Dungeon overflow.
Four years ago, an S-rank dungeon overflowed, and the 27 S-rank monsters that emerged turned the whole city to ruins, driving out not just hunters but civilians as well. After control lines were set up around the city's outskirts, it became a restricted zone that no one could enter for four years.
The fortunate part was that the monsters from the overflow didn't venture beyond a certain boundary within the city.
Many experts made predictions.
It might be a single, overflowed dungeon form.
Or perhaps, with plenty of food (the humans who survived inside the city), the monsters had no need to risk venturing further.
Or maybe they had some other purpose.
Whatever the case, it was good news for those outside.
Even if a dungeon overflowed and caused damage, as long as that damage didn't spread to them, it was fine.
But those who learned just how much devastation a dungeon overflow could wreak made every effort to suppress and resolve them early on.
Well, it's not like wanting to do it made it happen.
Anyway, the point of Im Hyeji's story was simple.
"The Hunter Association has sent mobilization requests to major hunters and guilds, announcing the start of Phase 1 of the overflow zone liberation project. Phase 1 begins in 30 days..."
"No way it's because of you, Hyeji?"
"...Yeah, they timed it to match my Resurrection cooldown."
"Whoa. That's huge."
Mobilizing hunters like that only happened during national disasters.
The old novels' clichéd, tone-deaf hunter management agencies that tried that crap nowadays would just hand hunters over to slobbering powers like China or the US, or worse, if they pushed too hard, hunters would cause incidents and flee overseas.
How do I know?
Back in the early days when hunters first appeared, such idiotic blunders led to idiotic catastrophes.
All safety rules are written in blood for a reason.
It might be a waste to use that line here, but anyway, the Hunter Association couldn't carelessly summon hunters—especially S-rank and above, the nation's strategic assets—unless absolutely necessary.
For such a massive project to set its schedule around one hunter's skill cooldown...
"But if they do that, when saving just one person, who gets priority?"
"...They said they'd let me know when the time comes."
"Probably SSS-rank hunters first, right?"
SSS-rank hunters, of which there were only a handful in Korea.
Their value couldn't even be compared to SS-rank hunters.
Regardless of raw strength, SSS-rank meant having the potential to conquer not just S-rank dungeons but SS-rank ones too.
Lives aren't equal in worth.
"A ton of them are gonna die. Sounds tough."
Even a shut-in NEET like me knew that much.
Despite having enough firepower to liberate Hwaseong, they hadn't because there was a good reason.
A lot of hunters might die.
Those hunters would put their faith in Im Hyeji, who could save them.
But if, on the brink of death, she overlooked them to prioritize some hypothetical SSS-rank...
The dead couldn't resent her, but what about the other hunters?
And the bereaved families?
"..."
"You okay with that?"
Honestly, while fucking Im Hyeji, I hadn't thought that deeply.
I'd just skimmed over it like, "SSS skill? Must be OP," and moved on.
If that situation arose and backlash hit—even if it didn't happen—would her mental hold up?
"...That's why I need you, Oppa. My magic power needs to reach S-rank. And... I want to grow my skill while we're there too."
It hit me anew: she's young but so mature.
Maybe because she hasn't faced it yet.
If it were me, I'd throw a tantrum, blame the Hunter Association for dumping this shit on me, and start looking up one-way tickets to America.
Im Hyeji's hand touched my dead dick.
She bent at the waist, swept her hair aside, and licked then swallowed the slightly dried, uncleaned shaft.
"Oh..."
After the heavy talk and exposure to outside air, my shriveled dick swelled in the warm, delicate embrace of Im Hyeji's mouth.
She cleaned it meticulously, teasing the glans with her tongue.
A glance up—her eyes brimmed with desperation.
Did she think I'd be fine?
No.
She knew it wouldn't work without me.
My 15P investment had been a perfect success.
Even without pheromones today, Im Hyeji took the initiative for the first time, touching and sucking my dick while pleading.
"...Huh?"
Truly desperate, she craved my answer.
I furrowed my brow, feigning reluctance.
"That place... it's dangerous."
"..."
Not just talk—it was fucking dangerous.
Not only S-rank monsters, but hundreds of lower ones swarming, and even a squad of hunters would struggle. What the hell could I do there?
Lucky not to get caught in stray debris from hunter-monster fights while wandering.
"You can come out every two days since you'll be outside the city."
"...That won't be easy."
"No, then what? You want me stuck inside till it's cleared?"
"..."
Unable to answer, Im Hyeji fidgeted with the hand gripping my dick innocently, sucking harder to warm it up.
"Ha. Damn. Trying to make up for it with your body?"
"...I'm sorry."
"You're such a selfish bitch."
Asking me to go to that deadly place, whatever the reason.
I flopped back flat.
"...?"
"Think I'll cave just 'cause your face is pretty, tits are big, and pussy's tight and tasty? Beg harder."
Honestly, I didn't know.
Should I go?
Or not?
Cold and objective: no real need.
Im Hyeji wasn't my wife.
I'd impregnated her with a skill, but it wasn't because of her specifically—any other woman would do.
No need for attachment or risking my life.
But it was ridiculous to claim no attachment.
First woman.
First skill.
SSS-rank genius skill.
Above all, Resurrection—an absolute cheat skill I couldn't let slip.
No doubt I had to max it past Lv5 to Lv10 for myself.
Risk my life for that?
A bit hesitant, sure.
So I decided not to think.
Since when did I overthink like this?
For now, satisfy myself with corrupting Im Hyeji further, using the initiative she was handing me as she melted into me.
Future problems could sort themselves later.
I lay spread-eagled, propping my head on my arms like a pillow, twitching my rock-hard dick upward.
"..."
Im Hyeji hesitated, then crawled on all fours over me.
Her face flushed deep red, head bowed so her hair draped over, hiding it.
She knew what my position demanded.
No experience, but she'd picked up some tricks somewhere.
Her body hovered over my upright dick, brushing her pussy against it.
"Hngh."
Letting out a light moan, Im Hyeji settled onto my pelvis.
My shaft, poking up over my belly, pressed into her pussy, slick and sliding as she rocked slowly back and forth, stimulating the ridge between glans and shaft.
"Ohh."
A man's weakest spot.
She probably didn't know, but I tilted my head back, savoring it.
Not shoving it in right away, warming up shyly—it was hotter that way.
I looked up at Im Hyeji straddling me.
Not porn-star skilled, but awkwardly overcoming shame, bracing her hands on my chest like awkward footholds—it was insanely erotic.
Her perky tits hung between her arms, pink nipples peeking; our eyes met, but hers avoided mine, locked instead on the dick pinned beneath her.
After rubbing like that for a while, Im Hyeji lifted her hips slightly and gripped my dick.
Slowly aligning it with her hole, she tested the tip.
"Hnggh..."
The glans slipped into her warm pussy.
Not thrusting deep, resisting the urge—it amplified the tease.
Still, hunter legs gave her stability; her posture stayed firm.
Her weight shifted forward slightly, hands on my chest.
Again slowly, she descended, swallowing the glans.
"Nngh..."
Lucky, I guess.
Even without pheromones, Im Hyeji felt it well.
With my plain, unupgraded dick.
Grateful it wasn't some 3cm micropenis—thanks, Dad.
Soon, she took it all, her ass and thighs meeting my pelvis softly.
Up and down she went, hips rolling naturally.
Talent for it—this real virgin? The insane stimulation rushed my orgasm.
"Haa... haa..."
Bent halfway forward, Im Hyeji kissed me, sucking my lips and tongue eagerly while her hips kept steady rhythm.
"Oppa... please... come with me."
"Fuck..."
This desperate begging pose in this situation.
How the hell to hold back? Fuck.
I came hard.
Im Hyeji twitched and clenched but didn't stop, shaking her hips to milk every last drop.
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