Chapter 355
Still. A club, you say? Club activities are practically the flower of school life. So wouldn’t it be normal to want to do something?
Of course, in truth, I just wanted to look around the clubs from the original work.
“If you get five members, you can create a new one, or you can join an existing club.”
“We’re allowed to make one?”
“Well, the club budget is overflowing anyway. The Hunter Association provides it.”
Still, joining an existing one didn’t seem like a bad idea.
As I looked at the list of clubs on the blackboard, there were many different ones, like swordsmanship or magic research clubs, the magic gear research club, the movie appreciation club, the game club, and so on.
And then, something caught my eye.
“Internet broadcasting is famous even in this era.”
Internet broadcasting club.
It wasn’t just the gaming, mukbang, or chatting broadcasts known around the world, but internet broadcasting for Hunters.
Since it was an internet broadcasting club at the Hunter Academy in the first place, that was to be expected.
I’m a bit drawn to it? They probably go around Dungeons filming broadcasts and stuff, right? Internet broadcasting originally existed in the world I lived in before, too.
Except it was mostly gaming broadcasts, or women exposing their cleavage and dancing around, or mukbangs. It was focused on that sort of thing. But since they said it was a broadcast for Hunters here, this might be quite appealing.
“This looks fun.”
“Internet broadcasting? Surprisingly, you like this kind of thing.”
Han Suji, exuding a strong female scent, chuckled.
This bitch is laughing right now. How insolent. Later, I’ll give her pussy some intense cunnilingus
“Is this one popular?”
“Well, they say it’s on the verge of shutting down right now because of the, um, Black God Cult. There are rumors that the Black God Cult appears in Dungeons, so if you want to film a broadcast, you now have to go exclusively to Guild Dungeons, but the labor costs don’t add up.”
“Ah, the Black God Cult.”
The Black God Cult was essentially a pseudo-religion.
It was just the kind of pseudo-religious group or organization that often appears in comics or other modern fantasy novels.
The Black God Cult was exactly that kind of group.
Their doctrine was probably that becoming a Mutant meant evolution, and by shedding the human body, humans would finally evolve to adapt to the Great Cataclysm and lead a new era.
The god they worshipped here was an Evil Dragon named Dahaka.
Dahaka was the being that ground up and drank the population of Earth during the Great Cataclysm.
They said it was related to Angra Mainyu or whatever from some mythology.
Well, it was probably just a motif and actually an unrelated dragon.
The name Dahaka was probably also taken from there and Ji-eun by the humans of this world.
It was said that it initially took a dragon form and then also took a human form.
Since its human form was mostly a female form, the Black God Cult reportedly worshipped Dahaka as a goddess.
The problem was this internet broadcasting club.
There was one heroine here. And while actively participating in the club with this heroine, love would bloom, eventually rolling around physically together.
“…Son of a Bitch.”
I’m so jealous he has a dick.
I want to just pound from behind like a dog, grab her by the hair, and spank her too. Hah, fuck.
But of all things, my body was Yu Eunha, so I was in the role of getting spanked and having my hair grabbed.
For some reason, Fire Bat narrowed her eyes and stared intently at me.
Tch. What a uselessly perceptive Human!
That’s why she hasn’t had a lover until now. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
“Yu Eunha. What’s wrong with your face?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Well, do you have a club you like?”
A club I liked. There was no reason to go out of my way to tell Fire Bat.
So I shrugged my shoulders.
“A woman always has many secrets.”
“First of all, I’m a Woman like you too. What the. Anyway, if you’re going to join somewhere, I’ll leave the application forms on the lectern, so fill one out and submit it later.”
With those words, Fire Bat disappeared.
Right. I set that Human aside.
First, there was some time left until the first lecture. This meant I could casually decide on a club and submit the application form.
I brought three application forms and diligently filled them out.
“What, you’re going to join the internet broadcasting club?”
“Naturally, you guys have to follow me and join too.”
I naturally wrote down the names of the two pussies. No, the two heroines.
“Wait, isn’t that something only attention seekers do?”
“Ray, you’ll have to apologize to streamers nationwide for saying that.”
The people sweeping up way more money than you, Ray, are streamers.
I couldn’t be certain, but that was probably the case.
Excluding the money and house she received as support for being an Otherworlder, the streamers of this world probably earned more money.
They earned enough to film broadcasts in Dungeons. It meant their skills were so outstanding, so there was the money earned from hunting in Dungeons, plus the money earned from donations.
It would probably be diverse. Thinking about that, it seemed like they would make a ton of money.
Now then, it was time to go see a new Heroine’s pussy.
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First, before Han Suji and Ray arrived, I had to go see the new pu - no, Heroine.
Bang.
I went to the location written on the club list and boldly opened the door.
“Huh? Who are you?”
Greeting me was a woman with blue hair, wearing a sleeveless tee and dolphin shorts - which, whoever made them, could be called the most perfect bottoms in the world.
Right. None other than that person would be the newly met heroine this time.
Yujeong-i - that woman was a console game maniac; it was an internet broadcasting club in name only, and she just used it as an excuse to receive money while enjoying games.
More importantly, those dolphin shorts, fuck. They’re so fucking arousing.
The kind that makes your womb tremble and feels like your clitoris is going to stand right up.
Anyway, I bowed my head, as if pressing down hard on my clitoris that felt like it was about to get an erection.
“I am Yu Eunha from Class A, a new cadet this time.”
“I’m second-year Yujeong-i. Don’t tell me, did you come to join this club?”
“Yes.”
Heu-eung, older sister. I want to suck those milk jugs.
A being harboring an intense arousal that felt like it would make my nipples stand right up.
“Hmm. You’re quite a strange child. It’s already a ruined club.”
“You’re here too, senior.”
Since there was a pussy called senior, that alone was enough.
“I’m just here sucking up the budget. Well, there’s definitely still time until the closure is completely finalized, so do you want to slack off here? We have snacks here, as well as ramen and ice cream.”
“Shall I?”
“But you.”
Yujeong-i scanned my body up and down.
“Yes?”
“Oh my, you’ve really done something bold to your body. What’s that under your belly? A heart? No, it’s not.”
Yujeong-i’s ability was clairvoyance. But what did she mean just now? A heart?
Uh, fuck. It’s real. Why is there such an obscene tattoo?
Holy shit. Isn’t this the kind of thing mostly drawn on the bellies of women who have submitted to Males or become corrupted in adult comics? Isn’t this crazy?
I’ve never gotten something like this inked, but before I knew it, this thing was…
No, was it there from the beginning? How should I put it. I don’t even know when this has been here since.
-For real, I didn’t even see it when I washed.
-I didn’t see it when I pressed down on my lower belly to see if womb pleasure was actually possible either.
Right. I’ve never seen the Korean Peninsula, so how did something like this appear in the meantime.
Could this perhaps be the kind of mark that appears upon awakening?
That was highly likely, but in my view, I thought it was largely the Woman in my dreams playing a prank.
Well, whatever. At times like this, Yu Eunha had to be confident.
“Hehe. Isn’t it fun?”
“That tattoo will be hard to erase. Won’t you regret it later?”
“It’s fine. I have no intention of getting married. And I didn’t do it for men to enjoy looking at.”
“Hmm? Then why did you do it?”
“Fashion? I’d like to say that, but honestly, I don’t know why this is here either.”
“Is it like a mark of awakening?”
“Maybe. Well, it is baffling, but it’s not like I’d go out of my way to visit a tattoo parlor asking them to do something like this.”
“That’s true.”
“But you seem like a pervert, senior. Do you have a clairvoyance ability or something?”
“Even if you, who have something like that attached, say that, could it perhaps be a villain mark instead of an awakening?”
“What if I’m a real villain?”
“Well. If the younger sister of the First Divine Sword Yu Jinseok were a Villain, wouldn’t that be fun too? In the first place, doesn’t that only suit Succubi?”
“Even if I look like this, I’m a pure virgin.”
At my words, she widened her eyes as if surprised.
What, did she think I was a woman who rolled her body around here and there?
“Hmm. Thinking is a bother. Let’s lie down.”
“Ah. You were a Lesbian, right?”
Yujeong-i subtly covered her chest. Those half-closed eyes somehow seemed to be cornering me as a Pervert, making my stomach churn.
Fuck, I should have smashed that anonymous bulletin board to pieces.
“I won’t deny it, but being openly treated like a pervert like that makes even me feel a bit…”
“You openly engaged in a PDA in the cadet cafeteria with Ray, who’s said to be the biggest beauty in the grade. So what do you mean?”
That was Ray pouncing on me, though.
It would be a lie to say I didn’t enjoy it, but still.
Anyway. If I do this right, I might be able to do something to Yujeong-i right now.
Her clairvoyance ability was one thing, but even though the woman named Yujeong-i had a blank expression on her face as if everything was a bother, as long as she was a woman in her prime, she would still have an interest.
So I wiggled my fingers.
“Are you perhaps interested?”
“Not quite interested, but I am a little curious. A PDA between women.”
“Sex is also possible. It’s an act called scissoring or tribadism.”
“What. That’s scary.”
There was nothing to be scared of.
There would only be scissors intertwining to share love, and a sticky, wet, melting Slug Kiss.
Well, well, if I do this right here, I could aim for it right away, couldn’t I?
Good. Let’s give it a try. It’s not bad, right?
“Would you like to test it out once? I can send you to Hong Kong.”
“Wait. Even so, that’s a bit much.”
“My nickname is Godfinger.”
At my words, Yujeong-i looked at me with a dubious face for a very brief moment, as if asking what nonsense that was. But soon, she looked at my fingers and her face turned pale.
She stealthily took a step back.
“God’s finger? Don’t tell me, with those fingers you…”
“Countless women have completely melted at my fingers. You won’t be any different, senior.”
“Wa-it a mo-ment. Ho-ld on.”
There was no waiting or holding on.
All I was doing was eating Yujeong-i with this Godfinger.
Therefore, my fingers wouldn’t stop.
She was covering her crotch and gradually backing away, but she was already caught.
I was already clinging to Yujeong-i.
“Wait, since when - so fast?”
Wasn’t it obvious?
My body had already surpassed the physical capabilities of an ordinary Human.
Besides, where there is a Female, there I am. When I subtly rubbed her vulva over the dolphin shorts, a peculiar scent wafted out.
Right. This was the Female scent.
It wasn’t quite sexual frustration, but it was exuding the Female scent of someone who knew nothing about sex.
Well, well, this is going to be easy.
I went behind her and fondled her vulva with one hand and her breasts with the other.
“Hehehe. You seem to have a pussy that’s fully exuding the Female scent.”
“Hey, even if you’re a woman too, this is sexual harassment.”
That kind of thing wasn’t important.
Whether we were both women or not, what did that matter?
It was just a matter of whether I liked it or not. And right now, Yujeong-i was exuding an arousal that was more than enough to my liking.
Then I couldn’t just let her off, right?
“You are interested, aren’t you?”
“Being interested and doing it are two different things. Hiiik?”
Before she could call it sexual harassment, I moved my hands quickly.
Wait, feeling it closely, what is this?
It’s really quite hot and filled with moisture. Is this suspicious?
No matter how I look at it, this is a bit much. Her body is quite honest, huh.
Besides, what is this? It feels like she’s not wearing panties? Sure, going commando in dolphin shorts is an object of arousal, but to come to the Academy like this is too much.
“I see. So that was it.”
Her body was suffering from sexual frustration.