The Loser Boss Who Pays Up

“Oh, so you’re a Loser who pays to live, too.”

I had wondered why a guy like this was still alive. But it turns out he was paying money to other strong Mutants to be allowed to be the regional Boss of this area. There were many suspicious points, but I wouldn’t bother digging into them now. The viewers weren’t interested in that anyway. The viewers, who had been listening to the Pig and my conversation, spammed the chat with “Loser bastard?” Even so, isn’t he a little pathetic? I don’t know how old he is, but he probably got bullied in school, and even after becoming a Mutant, he’s been pushed around, only to somehow get a decent ability. He’s utterly pathetic, so I’ll just beat him up.

“All right, all right, come here and take your beating!”

WHAM!

First, I plunged my fist with all my might into his solar plexus.

“GURGH!”

CRUNCH!

First, I completely stomped and crushed his leg. No, I stomped on it just enough. I crushed the bones just enough so they couldn’t function properly. Anyway, without his ability, he’s just a Loser who can’t do anything. His only strength was the sheer number of women under him. He’s nothing more or less than a greasy Pig. But even in that state, it was laughable to see him dragging his leg, trying to escape and survive. I tilted my head, and Siwoo grabbed his leg with her Sabokgeom, dragging him forward.

“GUAAAH!”

“Where do you think you’re running off to?”

“Do you think you’ll get away with doing this to me?”

This development is too common; it’s boring. He claims to have a powerful backer. Was it “the fox borrowing the tiger”s might’? Honestly, I was surprised. He didn’t say anything like this in the original story.

“Ugh, you still haven’t learned your lesson, have you?”

CRUNCH!

This time, I crushed his other leg.

“P-please save me. I’ll give you all my money.”

“Bullshit. Hey. Who’s the bastard above you?”

“Bomb Murderer Keres.”

“Bomb Murderer Keres? Never heard of him.”

In the original story, he was a guy who died in a Gate Anomaly due to Yu Eunha’s death. So, is he a weakling who survived because I’m alive? This Uijawang is pathetic. To serve someone like that as his Superior. What kind of nickname is that? Bomb Murderer?

“If he died in a Gate Anomaly, he must be a weakling, right?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. To bring out such a guy as your backer. Pathetic.”

Given that he’s not even wanted, he must be in an even shadier place than Uijawang. The question now is: how far should I mess up this Uijawang?

“P-please save me.”

“Who said anything about killing you? Don’t worry. You’re going to become a piece of content.”

“W-what?”

“Here’s a dildo.”

I got a ten-thousand-won dildo from Choi Siwoo. Choi Siwoo hadn’t even used it yet. She hadn’t used it, but she said the feeling wasn’t great when she tried a different color of the same model. In short, it was a dildo that lived up to its cheap price. So, I’m going to shove this into the hole of a bastard who deserves cheap things.

-Ah, fuck, now that I think about it, aren’t we going to see that Pig bastard’s ass?

-Whoever set the mission. Step forward. Set something else, goddammit!

-I’m kinda getting turned on, though?

-Ban that gay bastard.

Chaos erupted. Don’t worry. I don’t want my eyes or Siwoo’s to be traumatized either.

“Don’t worry. As a Master of torture, I can tell where this Pig’s ass is even through his pants.”

So I aimed the dildo at his buttock area.

-If the Pig doesn’t die and it’s inserted exactly there, I’ll bet 20 million.

“Wow, Nest-Building Carrot-nim. I’ll show you exactly!”

THWACK!

“UUGHHH!”

It was inserted properly. Right into his anus. As proof, this Pig bastard was trembling, but still conscious. Surely he didn’t reach climax just from a dildo being inserted, right?

“See? I told you I’m good at thrusting, didn’t I? If I were a man, I’d totally be a Casanova, right?”

-Agreed.

-But aren’t the locations of *that* hole and *this* hole different?

-What’s the big difference between *that* hole and *this* hole anyway?

After inserting it two, then three more times, he went quiet.

No, as he listened closely, his breathing was unusual. This piece of trash. Is he actually feeling something right now?

This bastard is truly hopeless.

“Oink-oink. Oink-oink!”

“Wow, he really turned into a pig bastard.”

This is serious. This Pig bastard genuinely turned into a Pig, and it was so disgusting that I ended the broadcast. No, I did get paid for completing the mission, but it was truly repulsive.

“Looks like he gave up on being human.”

Choi Siwoo also glared at the Pig bastard with genuine contempt. The Siwoo of before might have tried to rehabilitate even a guy like this, but unfortunately, she’s now overflowing with killing intent, as a female. Still, I guess we need to break the brainwashing on those girls first, right?

“Hey, you Pig bastard. I’ll wrap this up by taking you to the Association, so release their brainwashing.” “C-can’t do it, oink!”

I inserted one more dildo. Now there were four dildos in his hole. The hole stretched wide. Poor Slave. Even if he lived, that hole would never return to normal. He should have told the truth properly then.

“Try babbling again.” “R-really. It’s true! I really don’t know! I can create Mutants with my ability, but I truly don’t know how to undo it!”

Right. He seems genuinely serious, no matter how I look at it.

“Siwoo, what should we do?” “Uh, if you kill him, it’ll automatically be undone.”

Ah, right, Siwoo killed him in the original story too.

“Oh, really? Then there’s nothing more to see.”

“H-heeek! You said you’d save me!”

CRUNCH!

I brought my axe down on the Pig’s head. Bone fragments from his skull, along with brain matter, splattered. Ugh, how gruesome. The problem with hitting heads with an axe is always the cleanup. I never intended to let a Pig bastard who enslaved people live anyway. But there was something interesting. While kicking the Pig’s corpse, I accidentally discovered a secret room, where muscular, well-built Men, all naked, were sprawled about. Some were confined in small cages on one side, others were hung on the walls. And this... was the scent of Males! I kicked the Pig’s corpse, sprawled on the floor, again.

“...This Pig bastard. Was he gay? No, he did fuck women, so bi? Siwoo, was Chunshik like this Before Regression?” “I don’t think so?” “Ah, so he was originally bisexual, and used these guys as shields during the Gate Anomaly?”

That makes sense.

“Maybe. This time, the place where he played king is surprisingly intact.”

“They’re pitiful. Let’s give them some clothes.”

I thought there were few men around, but it seems this guy took all the remaining ones.

“So, Chungcheong Province is sorted out then?”

“Don’t we need to deal with that Bomb Murderer?”

“Right?”

Where is that bastard anyway?

* * *

Reina & Han Suji

Dark Elf Reina and Han Suji were leading the Baekhwa Cult’s Mutants, pacifying Suwon. But Reina, who had been busy capturing or forcing Villains to surrender, frowned.

“Haa, I’m angry.”

“Grape Flavor. What’s wrong?”

Han Suji always felt like she was Reina’s punching bag whenever Reina grumbled about becoming a Dark Elf, which made Han Suji feel uneasy.

“No, aren’t *you* angry? Yu Eunha is with that Seductive Bitch, Choi Siwoo, isn’t she?”

That’s right. Lately, she’s been with Choi Siwoo an awful lot. Even when resting at the Penthouse, she makes her sit on her own lap and fondles her breasts. Perhaps because she became a Woman and wears clothes made of magic, Eunha has even stripped away the magic covering her breasts, making them easy to touch.

“Well, Eunha chose her, didn’t she?” “No, it’s already annoying that she spent 100 years with Mom. But now she’s on an expedition and has Choi Siwoo by her side, isn’t she? Han Suji, are you really okay with this? Originally, this is about choosing the Partner you want to be with, isn’t it? It means she cherishes that Female Bitch, who used to be a Male, the most among us.”

I already know Eunha is quite promiscuous. So, as long as she wasn’t getting fucked by males and moaning, I was willing to be somewhat lenient. But this is a bit too much. She keeps Choi Siwoo, who used to be a male, closest to her. From the perspective of the Heroine who gave her virginity first, I can’t help but be angry.

“Aww~ So you’re going to hate her for it?”

“That’s...”

“Isn’t it rather amusing? Choi Siwoo, you know? Isn’t it funny how much she’s changed? She used to be a man, so we should at least understand that much.”

Her personality really did change completely. She was a woman herself. Nothing of her former male self remained. Reina and Han Suji, completely unaware that Yu Eunha had trained Choi Siwoo’s body, even began to suspect that Choi Siwoo might have been a woman from the start.

“Still, she fondles her breasts every time they talk, doesn’t she? And hugs her tightly, like lovers.”

“No, Grape Flavor, Eunha gives herself to you, doesn’t she?”

“Ah.”

Now that I think about it, every time I became a Dark Elf, Eunha did let me have her. So I quite enjoyed it.

“What more do you want, when you’re the one doing the pouncing? Eunha is letting you have her according to your preferences, you know.”

“If you put it that way, I have nothing to say.”

“Next time, you can do that, can’t you? Hug Eunha and fondle her breasts. Don’t you think? It’s funny how you always just rub against her.”

Thinking about it, that seemed plausible. Yu Eunha would grant anything when she was a Dark Elf. In that case, couldn’t I hug her and torment her to my heart’s content? It might be good to try a variety of games, not just simply pouncing and rubbing.

“Are you making fun of me right now? Then why are you so relaxed, Han Suji?” “Me?”

Of course I’m relaxed.

“Honestly, aren’t you the one with the least experience with Eunha among us? Even if Senior Yujeong has a naturally perverse taste, that’s beside the point.”

“You don’t know, do you? I get pounced on every dawn.”

Han Suji covered her mouth and let out a small laugh.

“Huh? Really?”

“Yeah. After she’s done with your Mom, she comes to my room. I like being taken while I’m sleeping.”

Dark Elf Reina’s hand, gripping her bow, trembled. Who knows where she learned such things, but she claims to like being taken while sleeping, for a psycho who enjoys smashing people’s heads with an axe. Reina fanned herself with her hand, fuming.

“Ah, I’m suddenly getting really hot. Hey.”“Why the sudden temper? Is it *that* time of the month? You should’ve become a Mutant then. You wouldn’t have to deal with periods.”

The Grape Flavor Elf was perfectly baited by the axe murderer’s provocation. She thinks I’m just being irritable because it’s *that* time of the month. In the first place, I was the first among Eunha’s women to become a Mutant. Of course, it’s a strange form, a mix of Elf, Dark Elf, and Mutant attributes, but I am a Mutant nonetheless.

“Honestly, I didn’t like you from the start.”

“I didn’t like you either. But guess what? I was the first one to kiss her, you know? *Heheheh*.”

She got even angrier. Unforgivable. Absolutely. Reina drew an arrow made of magic from the Bow of the World Tree, which was stained black.