Episode 31: An Unconventional Way of Masturbating"Huh? A spar?"
Seol-hwa was surprised. She hadn't expected a sudden request to spar.
"Yes, a spar. Do you have urgent business?"
"Well... Not exactly."
Seol-hwa hesitated.
It was due to my command.
The order to return home immediately still hadn't been canceled.
"Accept it."
I changed plans.
Isia.
South Korea's greatest Hunter.
Daughter of the Sword Empress.
A member of the Royal Family.
"Okay!"
But Seol-hwa didn't seem aware of these facts.
She appeared satisfied just to swing her sword more.
Seol-hwa brought her sword.
The greatsword she wielded best.
Seol-hwa gripped her greatsword and took a stance.
Isia also picked up a thin wooden longsword and assumed her position.
The two faced each other.
'Holy shit, she's way prettier than in magazines.'
I stared directly at Isia's face.
Photos couldn't fully capture her beauty.
"Seol-hwa, you must win."
"Yes, don't worry."
I recalled anecdotes about Isia.
In one word, she was a martial artist who loved sparring.
She challenged anyone with noticeable talent or skill.
She didn't pick fights indiscriminately.
If someone fought evenly or defeated her, she'd recommend them to her mother the Sword Empress for guild membership.
Her eye for talent was exceptional-
those she recommended always became promising rookies or outstanding experts.
But I had no interest in such things.
'Join the guild, bide my time. Then devour her.'
I wanted to devour her.
To thoroughly ruin her with tentacles.
Nothing else mattered.
Staying close by joining her guild might create opportunities.
To achieve this, defeating her was essential.
Not just gaining attention-she needed to stand out enough to be cherished and nurtured.
'If she's too strong for her rank, it'll raise suspicion.'
I deactivated all traits except Swordsmanship Factor and Goblin Hand.
"I'll begin."
Seol-hwa struck first.
She manipulated mana.
If magic alters reality, martial artists distort it.
She applied the Quick Mystery Principle to her body.
Her movements accelerated.
Using minimal mana to lighten her body.
Thud.
Wooden swords collided with a dull noise.
Their strength was equal.
Neither blade yielded.
Isia had limited her own abilities.
As expected.
Her reputation for pure swordsmanship under equal conditions was legendary.
And since no one ever defeated her under these terms, her fame grew.
When her attacks failed, Seol-hwa changed tactics.
Her sword curved.
Fluid Mystery Principle-the flexible greatsword climbed along the longsword.
The tip aimed for Isia's fingers.
"Impressive! I can't believe you're unknown until now!"
Isia swung her sword.
Heavy. Unstoppable.
The Heavy Hammer Mystery Principle.
Faced with overwhelming force, Seol-hwa abandoned offense and yielded.
Seol-hwa flew through the air.
Mana surged-Lightness Mystery Principle lightened her body.
She landed feather-light on the ground.
Isia gave no respite.
Targeting her mid-air vulnerability.
She charged.
Flawless, economical movement.
The distance vanished instantly.
Their bodies nearly touched within moments.
"Ugh!"
The longsword's tip struck Seol-hwa's abdomen.
She groaned in pain.
A shock strong enough to briefly stun.
Normally, one would collapse clutching their stomach.
Isia assumed victory.
Her lips curved upward.
Thud.
But exceptions always exist.
Seol-hwa grabbed Isia's arm-the one holding the sword.
With her other hand, Seol-hwa brought down the greatsword.
Resting its edge against Isia's neck.
"I... lost."
Isia smiled bitterly.
At full strength, she'd have won-but she wasn't one for excuses.
She cleanly accepted defeat.
"Seol-hwa. Well done. You won?"
I praised Seol-hwa. Though I'd told her to win, I'd only half-believed it possible.
Isia-the renowned Sword Empress's daughter.
A diamond spoon recipient trained by elite swordsmen since childhood.
Her talent was so exceptional she was predicted to surpass the Sword Empress-yet Seol-hwa defeated her.
This was truly remarkable.
"Th-thank you..."
Seol-hwa hunched over. Her injured area clearly pained her.
I equipped Photosynthesis-its trait boosted natural healing in sunlight.
Seol-hwa sat beneath a window. Evening light.
Weak sunlight meant limited healing, but better than nothing.
"Amazing. The sword's dual principles shifted."
"Who taught you? Don't tell me you're self-taught?"
Gym members approached, praising Seol-hwa.
"Haah... Haah... Thank you..."
Seol-hwa smiled, responding to each person.
She felt joy-the pleasure of recognition.
By the time she finished, night had fallen.
The gym emptied.
Seol-hwa rose after partial recovery.
She headed to the locker room. Though Clean Magic made washing unnecessary, avoiding showers invited gossip.
"Ms. Seol-hwa, are you currently affiliated anywhere?"
Isia approached.
Eyes like a hawk spotting prey.
She'd been waiting in the locker room.
"No... Well, I work as a porter for a party..."
"A porter? Would you consider joining my guild?"
Isia's smile reached her ears. She must've felt like discovering buried treasure.
"Huh? Suddenly?"
But Seol-hwa seemed hesitant.
Doubtful whether a guild run by someone her age was legitimate.
"Accept. It's good for you."
"Ah... Okay! I'll join. But... which guild is it?"
"...Myohaengseong Guild..."
Apparently surprised Seol-hwa didn't recognize her, a flustered Isia produced a business card.
Dusty from disuse.
Seol-hwa tucked it into her clothes.
"Where do you live? I'll drive you."
Isia asked while undressing.
Clearly pleased-offering a ride unprompted.
"Thank you. I'll take you up on that."
They entered the shower area.
Private stalls-a premium feature. Seol-hwa entered one.
I equipped traits.
Overpowering Seol-hwa's stats.
Seized control of her body.
Couldn't resist-Isia's naked form was too tempting.
I planned to relieve sexual urges through Seol-hwa's body.
Water cascaded over Seol-hwa.
"Hngh..."
Accustomed now, Seol-hwa didn't resist.
She closed her eyes, bracing for impending pleasure.
"Don't worry. I'll go easy this time."
I didn't create tentacles. Lifted Seol-hwa's hand. Fingers pinched her clit.
"Ngh!"
A twist of the clit. Seol-hwa threw back her head.
She climaxed from just that-a lewd body indeed.
"Ah, how long since you awakened?"
"Huh? Ah, less than half a year~"
Fingers penetrated. Stimulated vaginal walls. Love juice made everything sticky.
Soon Isia's body would become like this too.
Imagining this, I masturbated with Seol-hwa's hand.
"Uuugh..."
Seol-hwa gasped. Body trembling. Light climaxes came easily.
But Seol-hwa, trained by my stimulation, couldn't be satisfied so simply.
"Stop... tormenting me..."
I ignored her plea.
Teasingly caressed her.
"That tickles... stop..."
Repeatedly bringing her to the edge without release.
Seol-hwa's patience gradually crumbled.
Teetering near climax without fulfillment eroded her reason.
She desperately wanted to climax from the erotic stimulation, but couldn't.
I controlled her body.
Her disobedient flesh defied her will.
"Only half a year? Surprisingly recent. Do your parents know you're a Hunter?"
Isia kept asking questions.
Apparently more to discuss.
"Ah, ah... They passed away..."
"Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't know."
The mood turned awkward.
Needed to lighten the atmosphere.
I grabbed the anal plug lodged in her urethra.
Moved the plug. Stimulated her urethra.
With my other hand, caressed her pussy.
"It's... okay... Hic... It's been so long... I don't... feel much anymore."
Stimulating rarely-touched areas.
Uncharacteristically, Seol-hwa moaned.
I delivered the final blow. Shoved the plug deep into her urethra.
"Guh!"
Love juice gushed out.
I absorbed the spilled fluid.
"I see..."
Squeak.
The shower ended.
I turned off the faucet and exited.
Couldn't release control yet.
Her legs would give out immediately.
"What's wrong? Your face is red."
Isia asked upon seeing Seol-hwa's face.
Not oblivious-just sexually naive.
"I... used hot water."
A transparent lie.
But Isia seemed convinced.
They dressed and exited.
Seol-hwa and Isia headed to the parking lot.
Isia pulled out her car.
"That was fun. Let's spar again."
"Yeees."
Masturbating with Seol-hwa's body while she remained conscious was a novel experience.
The car stopped before Seol-hwa.
She boarded.
Vrrrm.
Just as they settled in, a call arrived. The Party Leader.
"Porter. We're having a team dinner. Can you come?"
She summoned Seol-hwa. Not a request-a servant-like command.
"It'll be past midnight by the time I get there..."
Hearing the location, Seol-hwa hesitated. Too far-hours by subway.
"Are you backtalking the Party Leader?"
Her voice slurred with alcohol.
Normally indirect, but drunk now.
"Don't come? Then you're fired."
Click. She hung up after her ultimatum.
"Where's the location? I can take you."
Isia, who'd been listening, offered.
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