I gently touched her flushed cheek.

    Is it even possible to get hit on the cheek like this? Of course, I understand that it’s an absurd thing according to the common sense of the original world. Just because someone is a death row inmate doesn’t mean they can be treated however one pleases.

    But is that really important right now?

    Society, norms, everything is crumbling, and people are dying on the streets like it’s nothing. People’s trials are happening frequently if they make a mistake.

    In this situation, the ability to prevent zombification is not only greatly helpful in itself but will also be useful in developing vaccines or cures in the future.

    What I’m doing fundamentally is confirming that ability. Fulfilling sexual desires is a secondary matter. It’s not like I don’t enjoy it, although it does sting a bit.

    I knew Hajiyu was naive, but I didn’t expect it to be this bad. She survived thanks to that ability herself. It was inevitable that I felt a bit irritated.

    But more importantly… why was I attacked?

    When Kim Yeoreum ambushed me, I asked Hajiyu to hit her, but both attacks were ineffective. So why now?

    Come to think of it, the day I treated Hajiyu, I’m sure she was hit a few times too… Was it intentional? I didn’t have the intention to attack her clearly at that time.

    Suddenly, the battle with Beta came to mind. Beta shouldn’t attack me normally, but I got involved in the fight between Hajiyu and Beta. Beta didn’t intentionally attack me then… Could this be right?

    As my thoughts continued to spiral, I naturally moved on to another issue.

    A height close to 3 meters. A mutated body covered in armor-like muscles. Beta’s appearance.

    According to the original scenario, Alpha should appear first, and Beta should come later.

    Although the first mutant I met in the lab was Beta, her actions were outside the scenario, so it wasn’t strange for any variables to come up…

    After that, in order to reduce the risk, I tried to focus on the parts I could control while following the original work as much as possible, but this variable came up.

    What could be the reason for this? No matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn’t figure out the problem.

    Lost in various thoughts, half a day had already passed. It was then that I remembered the forgotten Kim Yeoreum and headed to the underground confinement, no, the lab.

    As I opened the door, a smell that could only be described as a female scent wafted in.

    Kim Yeoreum was lying on the floor, her stomach exposed. Half-conscious, her eyes were rolled back, and the floor was soaked with saliva and sweat. Groans of someone dying and drool flowed from her open mouth.

    “Uh… Uh…”

    Yet, her fingers were diligently rubbing her clit and nipple.

    As I approached, her eyes, faintly focused, returned to me.

    “P-please… let me go…”

    As she finished speaking with barely recognizable pronunciation, her trembling body, as if about to collapse, suddenly stopped. Following the command, she stopped touching her clit and chest, just before reaching climax.

    “H-hii… J-just…”

    Now, it was almost a plea close to crying.

    She’s definitely calmer than before, which is good. But it’s not enough. She dared to ambush me. I needed to properly educate her so she wouldn’t even attempt such things in the future.

    In the meantime, as the climax gauge had dropped enough, Kim Yeoreum began to rub her nipple and clit again. Groaning as if dying, she begged once more.

    “Uh… Uh… Let me go…”

    I smiled a bitter smile at her appearance.

    “Is that the attitude of someone asking for a favor?”

    “Huh? Then how should I…?”

    “That’s something you should figure out on your own.”

    Seemingly unable to think clearly, Kim Yeoreum blinked several times before finally opening her mouth.

    “He, he’s gone. Please, let me go…”

    I shook my head firmly.

    “I saved your life, but you tried to kill the benefactor of your life. Is that all you’ve got? If you want to be forgiven for such a crime, show a more sincere attitude.”

    After whimpering for a while, Kim Yeoreum’s mouth opened.

    “Boldly trying to kill the benefactor of life… He’s gone. I can’t stand the pain anymore. Please let me go.”

    Slightly more satisfied than before, but still a bit lacking.

    “Hmm…”

    As I pondered, Kim Yeoreum anxiously watched my reaction with tearful eyes.

    “Oh? You’re begging so much that I want to grant your request…”

    Like a dog waiting for a treat, Kim Yeoreum’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

    “But I don’t really understand what you’re saying. Where do you want to go when you say ‘let me go’?”

    The snack in front of her seemed to be getting further away. Was it because of the sense of urgency that she might never eat it if she stayed like this? Kim Yeoreum desperately clung on, using up all the remaining strength in her body.

    “Please… Please! Let me climax! Let Yeoreum climax and go! Please let me climax! Please!”

    Begging to this extent, it would be too cruel to refuse. She seems to have reflected enough.

    “Fine. I’ll allow it. Thank you to the master, climax, Yeoreum.”

    “Thank you! Thank you!”

    Despite the humiliating title, she continued to express gratitude. Her hands, freed from restraint, increased in speed. As a result, the moans that were flowing like a river also increased in pitch.

    “Ah…! Thank you!”

    Sweaty, trembling, olive-colored skin. The massive chest heaved in sync with the intensifying movements.

    “Ah! Ha!”

    Kim Yeoreum twisted and contorted her body in indecision. As her waist began to tremble, she leaned back, with only her toes supporting her, arching from her hips to the sky. And then.

    “Ah!”

    In a precarious position, her trembling body seemed to be on the verge of releasing a fountain of moisture. Her whole body convulsed as if she were being electrocuted. Her eyes, barely visible, were wide open, and her tightly clenched teeth trembled weakly. The saliva trickled through the gap.

    Finally, with a pop, Kim Yeoreum’s body collapsed to the ground, unable to reach climax. Did she go too far due to accumulated frustration? Worried that her brain might be damaged, she collapsed heavily.

    “Ah…!”

    Kim Yeoreum intermittently convulsed, whimpering softly.

    Saliva, tears, and even snot. She still had her eyes rolled back, tongue sticking out. Her once pretty and defiant face was now a mess.

    Although lust arose at the sight, I had other things to do during the day, so I didn’t feel like doing much.

    I did make her do it, but seeing her in such a broken state made me feel a little sorry and, since she seemed to have reflected to some extent, I decided to let her rest for today.

    ***

    People remembered. Everyone remembered the sight of Yoon Siwoo and Ha Jiyu facing the zombie horde rushing towards them when everyone else was fleeing. They remembered Cha Doa’s small hand protecting the elderly and leading them to safety.

    And Ian, who didn’t flinch even with a gun pointed at him. While everyone else turned a blind eye to the impending tragedy that no one dared to resist, he stood alone against Kim Mun-hyuk. In the end, he single-handedly subdued the entire gang and smashed the head of the tyrant.

    Naturally, Ian was appointed as the new leader, and no one had any complaints about them staying on the 3rd floor.

    Each member was given a private room. Initially, Ian had refused, but eventually accepted the offer after being persuaded by Lee Sang-yeop.

    “Sigh….”

    Jiyu let out a deep sigh. There was no need to stay on guard all night now, and although the makeshift bed was far more comfortable than the cold floor, sleep didn’t come easily.

    She stretched her hand up towards the ceiling and looked. The hand that had slapped Yoon Si-woo’s cheek during the day. She couldn’t understand why she had done that. In the end, she was more flustered than the person who had been slapped, and ran away like a child.

    Of course, she wasn’t not upset. Right after the situation was resolved. Everyone was busy reorganizing the community and making plans. Yoon Si-woo didn’t even look properly at her face, saying he had an important experiment.

    Unless she was a fool, Jiyu could understand what that experiment was. And she wasn’t so closed-minded as to not understand to that extent.

    She had prevented an infection. She had experienced that miracle firsthand. The possibility of saving the world. She couldn’t blame that.

    Above all, there was trust. If it was Yoon Si-woo, no matter how involved he was in the experiment, he wouldn’t treat the other person so inhumanely.

    While understanding this, she couldn’t help but feel upset. The explanation was entirely Jiyu’s responsibility. Since she wasn’t particularly good with words, she struggled quite a bit.

    “Jiyu, your eyes…?”

    Jiyu was taken aback. The situation had changed so suddenly, and the lighting was dim, so Ian hadn’t noticed until now. When she finally had a chance to catch her breath, Ian noticed Jiyu’s crimson eyes and asked.

    “Ah, th-this is…”

    She looked around, but Yoon Si-woo, who could help her, wasn’t there. He had only asked her not to tell anyone yet, but he hadn’t told her how to handle this situation.

    Unable to make a decision, Ian spoke first.

    “So you were infected back then.”

    Ian’s attitude seemed to know something. Since it was impossible to hide it to that extent, Yoon Si-woo thought he would understand.

    She had been infected by a zombie during the battle, but miraculously she could be cured thanks to Yoon Si-woo. But Yoon Si-woo himself didn’t seem to know how that was possible. So he seemed to be working to find out that method. Until he found the perfect method, he didn’t want to reveal it, so he asked her to keep it a secret.

    She managed to explain this content with her poor verbal skills. Being unable to lie, the process itself was a struggle. Especially when Ian asked about the treatment process, she wanted to disappear.

    If Ian hadn’t been understanding and had pressed her further, she might have burst into tears right there.

    As soon as he heard it, Ian tried to come up with a solution for Jiyu’s reddened eyes, but by then the rumors had already spread among the people.

    In the end, Ian had to step forward and explain. After the incident, her eyes had changed color due to a rare disease, but she wasn’t a zombie and there were no issues with her body.

    Not everyone was convinced. Red eyes were a symbol of zombies. There were still people who whispered suspiciously behind her back.

    But there was no one with enough audacity to openly accuse the person who had stood alone and held back the zombie horde like a tidal wave with Yoon Si-woo.

    The small disturbance was settled. Three days later, Jiyu went to find Yoon Siwoo. There was a good excuse at the time. A banishment ceremony. Without much thought, she told most people to come.

    She didn’t really know why she had invited herself to a place that she didn’t even like. Of course, there was something to say. She needed to tell Ian that she had revealed some secrets, but that was something they could discuss when they met, without the need to call separately.

    Was it because she hadn’t seen his face for too long that she thought of him as just a colleague?

    Or maybe…

    Her whole body was still burning. Symptoms that had started that morning. At first, she thought it was just a slight fever and brushed it off, but as time passed, her body grew hotter and hotter.

    “Haah… Haah….”

    Rough breaths escaped her lips.

    She thought it might be an illness, but she quickly realized it wasn’t. She didn’t know how many times she had changed clothes today alone.

    She slowly moved her hand down towards her lower abdomen to check. Her underwear was already soaked with sweat.

    She had tried to relieve herself a few times already, but it was in vain. The desire that had momentarily subsided during a brief climax quickly swelled back up.

    Despite knowing this, Jiyu couldn’t stop her fingers.

    The squelching sound echoed lonely in the dark room.

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