episode_0023

I looked at Jiyu, who had her head resting on my knees. Her face was still sweaty, her cheeks flushed with lingering heat, but her closed eyes seemed somewhat at ease.

Even though it’s said that a woman’s pleasure is greater than a man’s, is it to the extent of losing consciousness like this?

I pondered over the events of the past few days. Thinking back, even two days ago when Jiyu called me, something felt off.

Back then, she had a feverish look on her red cheeks, as if she couldn’t make up her mind about something.

And today. Rough breaths, rising heat from her body, and eyes emitting a fierce red glow like a zombie infected with the beta virus.

Lost in thought, I noticed Jiyu slowly starting to open her eyes.

As our eyes met through her half-opened eyelids, she quickly shut them again. Closing them so tightly that wrinkles formed on her forehead.

Her face, now turning even redder, seemed like it might burst at any moment.

….

“What are you doing?”

“Eek!”

With a strange sound, Jiyu suddenly sat up straight. Turning her body around while still sitting.

It’s not like there’s someone hiding if you just cover your face.

Seeing her so embarrassed, it seemed like she wasn’t even aware of her actions. That means…

“Jiyu, can you show me your eyes for a moment?”

“W-why…?”

“It’s okay.”

I grabbed Jiyu’s shoulders and turned her body towards me again.

“Hehe!”

Surprised, she opened her tightly closed eyes. Her eyelashes trembled. Her slightly parted lips seemed to expect something.

I wanted to tease her for being embarrassed, but there was something more important now.

“Show me your pupils. It seems like a symptom of infection.”

“What!?”

Her eyes widened in surprise. I examined her pupils closely. As expected, the fierce red glow had disappeared, returning to a dark red color.

So, it’s the 5th day since she was first infected today. Jiyu showed strange behavior two days ago, so it’s the 3rd day.

“Since when?”

“W-what do you mean?”

“Since when have you been feeling like this?”

“S-since two days ago…”

Her voice barely audible, she answered.

“Can you tell me in detail about the symptoms since then?”

Jiyu hesitated, looking at me with timid eyes. Trying to gauge whether I was teasing her or not. Eventually, seeing my serious attitude, she avoided my gaze and began to speak.

“It started two days ago. I woke up in the morning with a fever, thinking I was just feeling unwell… But as time passed, my lower body kept itching, and my uterus was throbbing… I kept having thoughts of wanting to put Siwoo’s penis inside me and tried to relieve myself through masturbation, but it didn’t help at all. And then, you said you put your penis inside Kim Yeoreum, so I… I don’t know why I did it, I’m sorry, I really don’t know why I did that.”

I didn’t expect her to be so direct in her expression…

It seems like I blurted out everything because I was overwhelmed. In the end, Jiyu buried her face in her hands.

Trembling shoulders, as if sobbing.

Feeling embarrassed, I could only quietly wrap my arms around her shoulders.

***

“Are you feeling calmer now?”

“Yeah… I’m sorry. I think I showed too much of a spectacle today.”

Convinced that it was just a side effect and unavoidable, Jiyu barely managed to hold onto her composure.

Only traces of red eyes and a runny nose were left.

“Th-the events of today are, um, a secret…”

“Oh, of course, don’t worry.”

There’s no one to tell anyway. Maybe it’ll come in handy when teasing herself later.

Misunderstandings were eventually cleared up. The slap on the cheek wasn’t about dignity or anything like that, it was just jealousy stemming from the side effects.

After reporting to Ian.

“T-then, I’ll leave it to you next time.”

Nodding slightly, Jiyu headed back to her room. She had instructed herself to come find her and honestly talk if such symptoms appeared again.

Alone, I tried to organize the situation.

On the 3rd day of infection, the heat starts. By the 5th day, it’s almost a loss of reason. By then, the pupils emit a bright red light. And when injected with semen, the heat subsides, and both the pupils and body return to their original state.

What does this mean? The most reasonable inference is…

My semen is not a complete cure. It only temporarily suppresses the virus. The changing color of the pupils gave more strength to this thought.

The heightened senses and libido to the point of excess are probably a response from the body instinctively seeking the suppressant that is semen.

If I don’t receive semen injections anymore in that state, will I become a zombie? I’ll look into that gradually.

Kim Yeorum… it’s the 3rd day since she prevented the infection.

***

Summer was plagued by a fever. The heat that started in the morning only worsened as time passed.

Yun Siwoo, who was unpleasant to look at, briefly stopped by in the morning, only to throw food and quickly disappear. Even then, he tried to hide his flushed cheeks by bringing down his hair to cover his overheated face.

Kim Munhyuk. The brother I loved most in the world. No, the brother I still love. After he died, everything became filled with unknowns.

When the virus engulfed the country, and people turned into zombies, running amok, Kim Munhyuk stood by Yeoreum’s side. Even as he trampled on others, stole, and killed, he survived with his subordinates and eventually became the king of this place.

The reliable brother, who was the strongest person in the world, appeared before Yeoreum with a shattered skull.

After that, he became a sex slave to some crazy person who injected semen into zombies. He claimed it was an experiment for humanity, but to Yeoreum, he was just a crazy lunatic.

A crazy pervert with strange abilities.

When he gave orders, the body strangely followed. When he attacked, he disappeared as if teleporting.

After the failed assassination attempt, he was half-dazed in grief, but Yeoreum was watching everything. The decaying skin of the zombie slowly returning to human form.

Yeah, it must be a dream. This can’t be reality.

In truth, Yeoreum didn’t know. She didn’t even know she was infected. She hadn’t seen herself in a mirror, so she didn’t know what color her pupils were.

The wounds she received at the time were just superficial scratches. Even those disappeared after the semen injection. From Yeoreum’s perspective, sending a small zombie to attack was just an attempt to scare her easily to cover up her fear.

As the afternoon approached, Yeoreum realized that something was wrong.

“Haah…, haa…”

She thought it was just a worsening fever, but it wasn’t.

The sound of moaning began to echo uncomfortably. That day, when Summer engaged in a shameful act of self-pleasure at Yoon Siwoo’s command. The bittersweet sensation she felt right before reaching climax.

At first, she tried to endure it somehow, but the sensation only intensified as time passed.

It was degrading but inevitable. She didn’t know when Yoon Siwoo would barge in. A small zombie, halfway back to being human, was staring at herself with a blank expression. Yet, Summer placed her fingers on her own clitoris.

Thinking of her brother, she rubbed her clit alone.

“Ah… hah…”

The sticky sound of water echoed in the small room for a while, and a brief climax passed.

Summer, trembling with pleasure, was taken aback.

She didn’t masturbate often, but it wasn’t something she hadn’t tried before. However, this was different. An unsatisfied desire. An increased urge to comfort herself overwhelmed Summer more than before.

Soon, the second act followed. And the third, fourth, and so on.

By this point, she was on the verge of tears.

“W-why… haah…!”

The thirst intensified after climax. Despite being deeply engrossed to the point of soaking the floor, it didn’t dissipate at all.

In the midst of this torment, as she reached for her clit again.

-Creak.

The sound of a door opening was heard.

There was only one person who would enter here. Yoon Siwoo.

Summer was startled, quickly removing her hand and pretending as if nothing had happened.

But unless you were a fool, you would know. The scent of a female filling the room, and the transparent liquid pooling between her thighs.

Her heart raced like crazy. Summer’s eyes were fixed on one place. Yoon Siwoo’s thighs.

The object that defiled her mouth and took her first time. It lingered in her mind as if it had been engraved in her brain.

She wished Yoon Siwoo would pounce on her right now.

‘Pounce on me, please, devour me. Please, with your cock.’

Short sentences and words longing for a cock filled her mind.

But the other party was Yoon Siwoo. The comrade of the man who killed her brother. The crazy pervert who insulted her brother and took her innocence.

She couldn’t beg for a cock from such a person. What came out of Summer’s mouth, displaying superhuman patience, was a statement that was contextless and completely contrary to her thoughts.

“You, you won’t be devoured by the likes of you. Haa… hah…”

She hoped that saying this would make him pounce on her.

However, contrary to her expectations, his response was nonchalant.

“What? I’m leaving food for you, so make sure to eat well.”

“What? Uh, uh…?”

Leaving the bewildered Summer behind, Yoon Siwoo turned back to leave. As if something had come to mind before stepping out, he glanced back once.

Summer’s eyes sparkled momentarily with hope, but.

“Oh, and don’t masturbate too much. It weakens your bones.”