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The heat of the sweat, soaking my skin, instantly warmed the surrounding air as if I’d jumped into a sauna.

Soaked in the dullness and strange rising euphoria right after intense movement, I exhaled roughly.

Pain as if my whole body would shatter.

Real-time disassembly and reassembly of nanoweare far surpassed the performance of an ordinary human body, but the high-intensity training tailored to it ultimately tore my muscles.

With the waterfall-like sweat drops pouring down my cheeks onto the floor, I strongly felt as if my entire body was being wrung out.

“You worked hard today. Nanoweare is certainly impressive. You didn’t even get bioweare implants, yet your performance is incredible.”

“…That’s not something someone who squeezed me until I felt like dying, and still looks fine, should say, is it?”

“Well, look at the difference in our experience.”

A week had already passed since the Bram Stoker incident.

Perhaps thinking my experience as a mercenary was now sufficient to move beyond being a rookie, Luna helped me with training by calling me to the gym rather than giving me jobs.

Of course, in an era where the limits of the born body can be easily overcome with bioweare or cyberware, training is still very important for professions that use the body.

Even if physical ability increases, how much of that ability can be fully utilized is another matter.

I took the sports drink pack Luna, equally soaked in sweat with her training clothes clinging to her body, handed me, put it in my mouth, and squeezed it all down.

Electrolytes and moisture seeped into my body like welcome rain on a parched desert-like tongue.

“Whew. Still not enough.”

Having instantly emptied the sports drink pack, I threw it into the trash bin with an accurate trajectory, then looked at Luna’s damp chest.

The beads of sweat glistening on her healthy, firm brown skin were tempting.

“You perverted bastard. What’s so great about this that you do it every single day…”

“It’s one of the few pleasures in my day.”

Though feigning dislike, Luna didn’t avoid my hand.

Though I was holding her chest tightly, when I lifted the bottom of her precarious sports bra, I felt an overwhelming mass, hot and damp, in my hand. As I pulled the bottom edge slightly, her breasts immediately swayed downwards, and the sports bra sprang off.

Her huge breasts, which overwhelmed me every time I saw them, and the nipple patches applied to prevent chafing during exercise, seemed to urge me to strip them off further.

But I didn’t roughly tear off the nipple patches; instead, I slowly brought my face closer to her upper chest.

After exercising, I smelled a slightly sour sweat, a faint whiskey scent that lingered, perhaps because she was always at the bar, and even a sweet, vanilla-like milky scent.

From Luna’s breasts, I felt a deep aroma, so profound it made me wonder if this was what skin truly smelled like.

“I always think your breasts should be permanently preserved. If they disappeared from this world, it would undoubtedly be a global loss.”

“Go to hell. Do you want to do such perverted things with your friend’s tits?”

“Yes, I really want to.”

As Luna raised her middle finger in disgust, I grinned and gently licked over it with my tongue.

The salty taste felt on my tongue as it glided smoothly over her skin.

At the sudden ticklish sensation on her chest, Luna reflexively tried to pull back, but my arm wrapped around her waist stopped her escape.

Slowly, my tongue moved again, resuming its exploration of every corner of Luna’s chest.

Unlike the slightly refreshing taste of her upper chest, the deep cleavage carried a richer, more concentrated milky scent; the bottom of her breasts felt tart and most moist; and the sides were exquisitely soft and firm.

Leisurely and deeply, I savored Luna’s breasts.

“Mmm. Excellent. I could suck on them all day.”

“If you’re done, move aside.”

“There’s a spot I haven’t tasted yet; I can’t finish already.”

I peeled off Luna’s nipple patch.

Since it was a non-adhesive type, I discarded the gently detaching patch, revealing large nipples and areolas befitting Luna’s breasts, which welcomed me.

Moreover, their appearance was truly erotic, standing firmly erect as if begging to be sucked.

Luna completely turned her head away, but subtly moved her hand to her leggings, as if this was the spot she’d been most anticipating.

Did she think I wouldn’t notice?

I pressed against Luna’s side, gently tapping the tip of her nipple with my fingertip, then slowly stroked down from her upper chest as if grooming her.

Even though I had already licked and tasted this spot, perhaps because her body was already flushed with heat, I felt an even richer taste again.

As I gradually moved down, I naturally changed my position and opened my mouth towards the plump nipple that awaited me at the end.

***

‘Why do you get better every single day…!’

At the tongue play of her friend of ten years, and now a member of the mercenary team she’d formed, Luna couldn’t help but move the hand she’d placed on her lower body.

*Squish.*

Her already damp interior easily swallowed her finger, and sticky, hot mucous membrane wrapped around it.

With each movement of her finger, a strange pleasure, a tingling sensation in her lower abdomen, made her waist sway in the awkward posture she held while he sucked her breast.

‘Ugh…♡ My waist feels like it’s going to break because I was so exhausted just now…!’

With the technique of skillfully circling her sensitive, erect nipple with his tongue and subtly biting it whenever she grew accustomed to it, giving a weak pain close to pleasure, she couldn’t bear not to scratch her throbbing lower parts.

*Squish, squish.*

What must it be like down there?

She probably guessed it was completely soaked, as if she’d wet herself.

But Luna continued to move her hand, masturbating, fueled by his increasing forceful sucking on her breasts, which didn’t even produce milk.

‘Ah, I’m coming!♡’

Then, the peak of pleasure surged rapidly up her spine and hit her brain, causing her waist to jerk, jerk, jerk vulgarly back and forth, trembling and further drenching her already dark-colored leggings with scattered arousal fluid.

Her legs went weak, and her waist felt like it would give out. The breath she’d been panting during her workout moments ago felt too hot to even exhale.

*Slurp.*

“Ack, stop!♡ You, you bastard. It’s too strong…!”

With his forceful sucking, as if her nipple would be torn off, Luna felt a tingling sensation in her milk ducts inside her breast and released another gush.

A pop like pulling a synthetic cork from a wine bottle sounded as he pulled away from her mouth, leaving her breasts violently swaying.

It was rough foreplay, but enduring it felt so good it was addictive.

“Whew. This spot really is the best.”

“Damn it… it’s just the same flesh, what’s different?!”

“If only milk came out, it’d be perfect.”

Perhaps doing it on purpose, he pressed his large, fully erect penis, visible through his clothes, against her lower abdomen, and his fingers gently rubbing her nipple seemed as if he wanted to impregnate her.

“Sex is…”

“I know.”

And after he gave her a brief kiss, Luna felt another wave of heat rise within her, and even after he pulled away, she didn’t even think about covering her breasts, which bore teeth marks along the areolas, and fanned herself.

The air conditioning system was running, so her sweat and heat would cool down quickly, but her head felt hot as if her body was on fire, so she didn’t stop fanning herself and subtly turned her head away to avoid his gaze.

‘…Should I just tell him we can do it now?’

To be honest, it was strange that they were always rubbing bare skin and engaging in foreplay, but sex was off-limits.

Perhaps the problem lay with Luna’s personality and stubbornness.

Additionally, there was his problem: he’d say he wouldn’t do things she disliked, but then show consideration in odd ways.

‘If I were to suggest we just go ahead and have sex now, it might make me seem like I’m sex-crazed…’

She thought it would be fine to take the next step with him, but her childish stubbornness of not wanting to go back on her own words meant that whenever such a situation arose, she’d mumble and watch him back down, which had become her routine.

‘W-well, there’s still plenty of time.’

Luna offered such an excuse again today, deciding to put it off for later.

It stemmed from her confidence that he would always like her.

‘There doesn’t seem to be that kind of atmosphere with Raleigh, and Mason… even if they have sex often, it’s more like sex friends than liking each other. And that bespectacled reporter was just a fling for gathering information anyway.’

It was somewhat strange, but her reasoning was something akin to: ‘She’s the only one he makes a move on first.’

Luna, having convinced herself with self-hypnosis, lowered her sports bra back down to cover her breasts as if nothing had happened.

Of course, her breasts were already damp with saliva, and the prominent nipples subtly peeking out above the tightly stretched sports bra, along with her utterly soaked leggings below, didn’t look “fine” at all.

“Hmm. I want to install nerve sockets and radar ware on that kid.”

“Bram Stoker’s daughter, you mean? Has she woken up yet?”

A week ago, he had gone to Tonyboni to claim Bram Stoker’s bounty, and he returned with a pale girl with white, porcelain-like, or milky-colored skin.

She was probably Bram Stoker’s daughter, whom he’d brought back, claiming to protect her after she’d been subjected to biological experiments there.

As they walked to the shower room together, he brought up the topic, clicking his tongue with a troubled expression.

“I need to give her basic implant procedures, and since she seems to have no identity, I’ll have to create one for her, and do various other things. That will cost some money, won’t it?”

“Hmm… I suppose so. Basic implant procedures and identity registration are only discounted for infants under six months old.”

“I want to entrust the procedures to Mason, not Eclipse Point.”

“Then it’ll be even more expensive.”

Surprisingly, despite being called basic implants, nerve sockets and other channel reception modules are expensive.

To be precise, there’s no real reason for them to be so expensive, but it’s more accurate to say that to prevent illegal clinics from performing the procedures, excessive taxes are slapped on them at retail, artificially inflating the price.

“I’ve been a bit strapped for cash after buying a car and finding a new place recently.”

“…Even so, after splitting the bounty, you should have received at least 70,000 credits. You spent all of that?”

“Tsk… After getting some maintenance and such, it all disappeared. What can I do?”

Indeed, mercenaries have many expenses.

Luna, understanding that it could happen if one made a mistake with money management, focused on her still-tingling nipples, where his touch lingered.

“Well… I get it. You want a job, right?”

“Yeah.”

Luna looked for a job that could be resolved simply and quickly, while also providing a decent living allowance.

Files within her neural hard drive quickly sorted themselves, and one request caught her eye.

“It’s a simple escort request. A major faction took a hit, collapsing the street’s power dynamic, so it’s currently chaotic, making transactions difficult. They want a skilled person for an escort.”

“I haven’t even been in this for two months yet.”

“In this industry, results come before experience. Only mercenaries from Unity Korea can brag about long mercenary careers without having any actual skill.”

“Hmm… and the pay?”

“2,000 credits a day.”

He seemed to ponder for a moment, then nodded.

“Well, it’s better than just lying on the sofa like a jobless bum.”

“Alright. The location is an arcade game center in AM Kabukicho, Japan Town.”

“Pretty analog for this day and age.”

“It’s a well-known fact that Neo Japan people are crazy about analog things. Anyway, why are you following me in? Can’t you see ‘SEX-FEMALE’ written here?”

Though a hologram on the door indicated it was the women’s shower room, he naturally followed Luna in without any hesitation.

Come to think of it, hadn’t they been together since the changing room?

“It’s just the two of us anyway. Friends can shower together.”

“…Are you serious?”

He and she stepped into the shower room.