Chapter 778

〈 Chapter 778 〉 Part 2, Chapter 7, Episode 11 – My Place

Yuna has been at our place for a week now.

“Want to eat?”

“I’ve already cleaned up.”

“Looks like laundry’s coming out of this house too. Bed sheets. Hehe.”

Yuna has left her mark everywhere in our home.

Not a single corner untouched—kitchen, living room, bedroom, storage—you name it.

And our lives have become extremely convenient.

To be precise, the lives of me and Seok Harang have grown far more luxurious.

1. He doesn’t need to do any housework anymore.


2. With that, he’s got plenty of free time.


3. So, can we use that time for sex?


4. ….Hmph!

Thanks to Yuna, we’ve actually ended up with more time to have sex.

Seok Harang handles daytime sessions while I take care of things in-game, and when I’m gaming, Seok Harang gets to handle the sex.

Some might say:

“Does this household do anything but have sex?”

That’s right.

This household does nothing but have sex.

Everything is judged by how it affects our sex life.

The reason we chose such an isolated location, why we bought the top floor apartment, even the layout of the rooms—all of it focuses on one thing: “How can we make having sex as comfortable as possible?”

It’s also my little secret, but the unit below us? That’s ours too.

I bought it long ago when it was just an empty space, so even if we stomp around making noise during our sessions, there’s no worry about complaints from downstairs.

In setting up this sex-friendly home, Yuna has truly been indispensable.

Just like how a 99-level heroine mixed with a gram of spirit becomes a perfect goddess, Yuna has become the essential factor that holds this household together.

I understand Yuna’s feelings.

But what about Hydra?

What does the Hydra inside Yuna think?

“Not quite sure.”

While Ji Ryun might remain mysterious, judging Hydra’s thoughts feels especially difficult for me.

Thus, to determine what Hydra thinks, I need to ask Hydra directly.

Naturally, after the first day, the Hydra within Yuna fell silent.

But there are always ways.

If Hydra went into hiding, then I’ll ask Hydra.

“Fortunately, the essence remains the same.”

Twenty years of Hydra.

And in-game Hydra.

Since their core is fundamentally the same, asking Hydra will suffice.

And conveniently, the timing couldn’t be better.

Currently, in-game.

“Boss, did you hear? The ‘Round Table Heroes’ from Europe are visiting Korea! And not just one, but two of them!”

News arrived that S-Rank heroes from overseas were visiting.

* * *

“Do you know why the Round Table is showing up?”

“Mmm… No idea?”

Seok Harang shook her head while giving my manhood oral attention.

“Just focus on the sex…”

Though Seok Harang has changed compared to reality, she still retains a unique charm that makes my desires rise uncontrollably.

“It’s like having sex with Rusalka.”

Seok Harang’s modeling has faded away, replaced by none other than Rusalka.

So right now, having sex with Seok Harang is equivalent to having sex with Rusalka.

“Damn.”

Thrust, thrust.

“Ugh…?”

“It’s nothing. You’re just so beautiful.”

“Hmph.”

The way her tiny tongue pleasures my member is incredibly adorable.

She works harder when praised and gently petted on the head, which only makes her cuter.

“Thank goodness Seok Harang isn’t watching.”

Streamer Seok Harang is currently live broadcasting.

Had she seen this scene, she’d probably scold me for messing around with someone else’s mom.

“But who cares?”

Thinking about how this body gave birth to Seok Harang fills me with immense guilt.

“…You’ve been acting weird lately.”

“Me?”

“While we’re doing it, you seem distracted. Specifically…thinking about another woman.”

“Why would I think about another woman while being with you?”

“Aren’t you?”

She pointed at Yuna lying beside her.

Yuinah lay naked, her face flushed red as she panted heavily.

“You’re just trying to finish with me quickly so you can go to Yuna, huh?”

“No, no. It’s not Yuna…well, yeah. Thinking about the foreign envoys made me feel this way.”

“Hmm. Let me lie down, then pound me from above.”

Seok Harang lay flat next to Yuna.

With a creak, I positioned myself on top of her in missionary style.

“Should we switch positions?”

“Sure…Mmm.”

I embraced Seok Harang and rolled over to her favorite position, leaving her atop me as she entrusted her whole body to me.

“Two members of the Round Table are coming to Korea. One is ‘King Harlem,’ and the other is ‘Zeus.'”

“They both sound ominously named.”

“That’s true. One is a prince from an Islamic nation, and the other is the heir of a prestigious Greek noble family.”

“Heir…hmm, I get the picture.”

“You shouldn’t jump to conclusions like that. It makes it sound like I’m teasing with innuendos. That would be disrespectful to them.”

“Checking Wikipedia, they don’t seem much different.”

King Harlem.

Zeus.

Most men reach a point where, as special ability users achieving S-Rank status, their sexual prowess matches their rank.

Even if they don’t reach Special-EX Grade Commander levels, they possess physical capabilities and techniques that could qualify them as national representatives in a sex Olympics.

However.

“The Round Table has already deteriorated.”

The Round Table has collapsed.

“The government is going crazy welcoming them, but the association’s leadership is tearing their hair out over how to deal with these guys.”

“Why?”

“Because, as you said—one of them is ‘that.’ ”

Seok Harang pouted.

“One of the Round Table members is a monster from the Dark Legion. Hmph…Heroes betraying humanity, can you believe it?”

That’s right.

King Harlem and Zeus.

-Self, I’ll send you a performance bonus. You can definitely win, right?

-If you stack S-Rank achievements, you can wrestle with me.

-I’ll prepare some premium gear this time. If you win, you can feast on me to your heart’s content?

One of them belongs to the dark harlot Azidahaka.

* * *

“Shit, her small boobs don’t give enough satisfaction when pounding.”

The man with lion-like golden hair cascading down to his waist and copper-tanned skin grimaced as he delivered the final thrust into the woman he held.

“Aaaah!!”

The raven-haired woman climaxed helplessly without the energy to respond to his critique.

The man slapped her buttocks as he withdrew his member.

Glug.

Although his member escaped, the condom drooped limply due to its contents.

The condom had stretched too much from the load, causing it to snag upon withdrawal.

“Hey, Ceres, roll me a smoke.”

“Yes, Zeus.”

The man took the cigarette offered by the brown-haired woman called “Ceres.”

He ignited it by rubbing his fingers together, then chuckled while fondling the buttocks of the woman sprawled beside him.

“Kimchi is delicious. Who knew those bastards were enjoying this flavor all to themselves.”

“There aren’t many Koreans here.”

“What nonsense. I never claimed to be Korean, did I? This might cause international issues, Ceres.”

“…”

The woman, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm on the verge of passing out, was Korean.

Specifically, she was a refugee who fled Korea due to unfair treatment but ultimately ended up like this.

“Hmph. How dare they target my children. Never. Teehee, condom launch!”

“Certainly expected you to feed her morning-after pills and go bareback, Zeus.”

“What? Why would I? What if she gets pregnant? I only plan to impregnate Anglo-Saxon women. What’s Anglo-Saxon? Ah, forget it. Sex.”

“What does that mean?”

“Just saying. These days, words can be dangerous…hehe.”

Zeus chuckled while smoking.

“How’s the local reaction?”

“Perfect. The arrival of the greatest hero of the Round Table, ‘Zeus,’ deserves the highest excitement.”

“Of course. Naturally, it should be like that. By the way…”

Pucker.

Zeus kissed a flower adorning one wall and smiled.

“I can’t wait to meet her. My darling baby.”

“Gag.”

Ceres covered her mouth and stepped outside.

Zeus ignored her, caressing a woman on a magical gear screen while licking his lips.

“So, talking about racial discrimination these days is absurd.”

Lick.

“Shit…I want to get her pregnant.”

The screen showed a black-haired woman smiling brightly.

* * *

Inside the plane.

Alone, the brown-haired woman known as “Ceres” secretly pressed a magical gear device.

“Mommy, have we arrived already?”

“Not yet. We’re still on the way.”

“Your pussy must be itching already, huh?”

“Stop it.”

Ceres emitted a killing intent.

But the woman on the screen just giggled and joked around.

“Anyway, what’s up? For you to stop having sex.”

“After countless wanderings, I’ve found the master of my pussy.”

“Crazy bitch.”

Ceres mocked the woman on the screen.

“Is the commander’s cock really that good to betray us?”

“Betrayal? It’s a strategic alliance. How much longer do you think they’ll survive, thrashing around like that? Just letting them enjoy themselves before their end is considerate.”

“Someone sleeping with the last commander of Earth shouldn’t be talking.”

“True. Everyone except you is already colluding.”

“…Stop it.”

Ceres bit her lower lip.

“Don’t say anything later. I’ll capture the commander and mold him to my tastes.”

“Fine. But promise me one thing.”

On-screen, the black-haired woman spoke seriously.

“Will you leave the cock as is?”

“Of course.”

Ceres smirked and licked her lips.

Beside the screen, a new screen appeared, showing a blond young man thrusting into the black-haired woman.

“Haa…”

Leaning against the wall, Ceres cupped her large breasts.

“Commander…I’ll definitely capture you and…”

Creak.

“Turn you into a muscular shota…♥”

On-screen, the blond youth smiled brightly.

“Haa… If I don’t devour a guy like this, it’ll ruin my reputation as an officer.”

Whispering love to Azi Dahaka as she reached her climax.

“Even if she acts like a female during the day…I’ll turn her into a shota by night.”

The eyes reflected in the mirror belonging to Ceres had elongated vertically.