Chapter 17 - Chapter 17

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 17

Chapter Title: The SS-rank Hunter's Secret Personal Porter (2)

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"Hey!!"

Bang! The sound jolted me awake from my sweet slumber.

Who else could it be?

The only one who'd pull this crap was my darling half-sister, Kang Hana.

"What now?"

"What did you do to Hyeji?"

"...Who?"

In my half-asleep daze, I nearly blurted out the idiotic "Why her?" but caught myself just in time, furrowing my brow and playing it cool on the fly.

I never imagined Kang Hana barging in and bringing up Im Hyeji out of nowhere.

Had she seen me with Im Hyeji since that day?

No way.

I'd only called Im Hyeji over when Hana wasn't home.

"You know, the friend who came over that time."

"Oh, the pretty one? What about her?"

"What do you mean, what? Did you say something to her? Why's she suddenly dragging you off as her porter?"

I kept my cool.

So that's what this was about.

She'd mentioned taking me along, and apparently told Hana too.

Figured I'd find out eventually, so better to get ahead of the suspicion, huh?

"Porter? What's that?"

I replied as casually as ever.

Frowning, half-listening, turning away.

"...You really didn't do anything?"

"Ugh, get lost. I'm tired."

"...So if she wants to take you as her porter, you won't go, right?"

"What's a porter?"

"It's for dungeons. As Hyeji's porter. She said you're her brother, so she'll bring you along. Pays 200 a day."

"What? 200?"

Crisis averted.

I sat up straight, eyeing Kang Hana.

Didn't love her attitude, but she was watching my reaction, probably smug about whatever she'd pulled.

"200 million won?"

"Yeah. Guess she pitied you rotting away like a total loser. Be grateful to me."

"She's taking me, so why thank you?"

"She's doing it for my sake!"

As if. Im Hyeji's pregnant with my kid, giving birth and raising it—that's the real reason.

God, I wanted to shove it in her smug face.

"When do we go?"

"...You're really going? It could be dangerous. You could die."

"So what?"

"If you don't wanna go, then don't."

"Means I get to see Hyeji though."

"Hey! Mess around and you're dead. I'm going too. It's my job!"

"Whatever."

"Aargh, fine. I'll tell her you're not going. Eek!"

I grabbed the turning Hana, tossed her on the bed, and locked her in a headlock.

"I'll go! I'll go! It's my money!! I don't care about Hyeji or whoever, just take me."

"Fine, got it. Let go! Ugh, you stink, damn it!!"

After a good long brotherly disciplining session, I let her go. She stormed out, slamming the door one last time, her hair a total mess.

"Phew. Did that go okay?"

If Hana's coming too, yeah, probably smart to loop her in early.

Must've been tougher than I thought.

No dummy, she'd suspect if some girl she met once suddenly took her unrelated brother dungeon-diving.

Probably half-forced it.

"Eh, she'll figure it out."

I stretched and got ready to head out.

"This dungeon took longer than expected."

Three days since I visited Im Hyeji's place.

Since she's going with Hana, they should've both be back by now.

"Where you off to?"

Hana, heading to the bathroom for a shower, asked as I grabbed my stuff.

"What, suddenly channeling wifey mode?"

"...Annoying. Get lost."

I watched her vanish into the bathroom and headed to Im Hyeji's.

Second time here, but it felt familiar.

Cozy, like my own home.

Especially thinking of Hana's nagging—hell, maybe better than my place... Dad's place.

"You're here?"

"Yeah. Took a while, huh? You okay?"

"Yeah... Last day was mostly cleanup, no need for S-rank mana."

"A-rank and S-rank skills don't feel different?"

"They do, but skills vary a bit anyway—not enough to get caught quick."

Plus, Im Hyeji's place always had food waiting.

Today: steaming kimchi jjigae, fried eggs, grilled spam—proper home cooking.

"Whoa, delivery does this?"

"...I made it."

"You cook too?"

"A little."

"Marry me?"

"..."

"Yeah."

I dug in ravenously, scooping a big bite.

Perfectly runny egg yolk burst over white rice, topped with spam, chased by hot kimchi stew—pure bliss.

"Whoa, better than Mom's."

"Nah, not that good."

"Mom sucked at cooking. Always out."

"...Oh."

I polished off the bowl and flopped on the bed—heaven.

Wanna live like this forever.

Maybe stake my claim on Im Hyeji.

Hotshot S-rank, now SS-rank healer—no money worries, she could be the housewife while I mooch and lurk on the gallery.

Even if she says no, once addicted to my semen, she won't survive without me.

Resurrection levels up, mana stats rise—still, my P points keep crafting excuses for her dependency.

No word on what to do yet, but pregnancy isn't one-and-done skill birth.

If she pops out a second, gotta raise and evolve it hard.

Bonus: she handled dishes without a peep, spotless.

Finished, she sat beside me casually now.

I slid my hand into her top, groping.

No resistance, but no enthusiasm—like homework.

Oddly stirred my conquest drive.

"Ah, Big Brother."

"Hm?"

But sweeter than that, her scent had me groping everywhere till she spoke.

"They said starting next week's dungeon, you could come along for practice..."

"Me?"

"Yeah. No issue, but since you're new to portering, better experience dungeons and how-to beforehand."

"Join your dungeon runs?"

"Yeah..."

"Sure, why not. Got nothing else."

"Really?"

"Yeah. They paying for the practice too?"

"Of course."

"Then I'm in."

"Thanks... Mm..."

Naturally, I was top dog now, her the sub.

Not bad at all.

Things falling into place boosted my confidence, even if unintended.

Lounging against the headboard, feeling my touch, I stood on the bed and dropped my pants.

My sturdy dick emerged, tip glistening with pre-cum.

Still shy, she looked down.

I pressed it to her face, chuckling.

"Eek."

The bead of pre-cum smeared her dodging cheek.

She's sucked and swallowed before, but still not used to this—instinctively evading, yet her hand gripped and stroked the shaft.

"That's it."

Humans adapt quick.

Not quite ready to suck yet, she stroked slowly, sneaking a side-glance at my dick.

Squeezed the shaft harder, eyed her hand, then looked up.

"...Feels a bit thicker."

Blushing, embarrassed, eyes down—I stroked her hair.

"How'd you notice?"

Amazingly, true.

Her small hand used to fully encircle it, thumb covering middle fingernail.

Today, after sex—nutrient injections—whatever.

I'd banked P from five injections to upgrade Dick Thickness via reproduction.

Planned to save externals for later, but quest P flowed steady, and injections gave P too—hoarding for core stats felt wasteful.

Got this, yet use like other hunters? Nah.

Thicken, lengthen, make it monstrous—ideal where Im Hyeji craves my dick beyond mana.

Male instinct.

Conquest.

Seeing her "gotta do it" homework face sparked it.

Not all-in, just occasional spares—like now, after 15P Mana Sperm, one-off with justification.

Plus, snagged stealth for survival.

Payoff real.

Even I, decades of jerking, felt "Ooh, thicker today?"—subtle but tangible.

Hyeji, barely handled it, noticed.

"Used to fit fully... Now half my nail shows."

"...You measured?"

"Ah!... Mmph!"

Time to imprint deeper.

Shoved my dick in her mouth.

"Slurp."

Not that much bigger, but her mouth seemed wider—my imagination?

"Measure good with your mouth too. It'll get bigger."

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