“Still, you accepted it in the end? Thank you for accepting the bodyguard job instead of rejecting it.”

    “… … ."

    I walked behind Seoliseom and tried to talk to him, but I didn’t get an answer.

    I continued talking until I left the guild master’s room and the main guild building, but Seoliseom’s reaction was the same. They just walk while gently shaking their attractive buttocks. Even though we’ve already been in a relationship to the core, we don’t try to mix things up.

    ‘The butt is so… . Looks like I want to hit him… … .'

    It felt like it would make a cracking sound if I hit it hard from the bottom up.

    'When you squeeze the cold skin with your numb palms… . Ugh… … .'

    Seoliseom is embarrassed and lets out a short scream.

    Seol Iseom figures out what happened and glares at me as if he were going to kill me.

    However, instead of shaking me off, she is giving me her butt.

    'Will such a day come someday?'

    Nowadays, this is only possible in our imagination.

    As expected, Seoliseom was reacting sensitively to my every action, as if it had eyes behind me.

    If you walk faster to shorten the distance, it moves forward faster to match your speed.

    When I try to reach towards my butt, it notices like a ghost and turns its head to glare at me.

    I was only out of sight, but all of Seoliseom’s attention was focused on me.

    “How long does it take to get to the accommodation from here?”

    “… … ."

    “Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you uncomfortable talking to me?”

    “… … Do not talk to me.”

    The answer that came back after a few minutes was to not talk to me, but I didn’t feel bad.

    The more intense the rejection, the higher the expectations.

    How bad will it be to see him shaking his back after being submerged by my dick… . When I thought about that, I couldn’t help but feel bad.

    “How much time is left for the time-stop curse?”

    “… … ."

    “Don’t you need it now? My semen.”

    “… … ."

    "If it bothers you that you came after Miho, don’t worry. I washed it cleanly and it’s really soft now.”

    “… … ."

    I tried saying something provocative, but the response was still weak.

    While petting Miho, I wondered what Seol Iseom was thinking.

    From what I heard, she really hates men.

    I heard that just being near it, let alone talking to it, gives off a chill.

    ‘The air is definitely cold… . I don’t think it’s at the level of being called man-phobic?’

    If she hated men that much, there was no way she would have accepted the job of living in the same house with me and working as a close escort.

    He would have refused no matter what excuse he made.

    ‘Has there been any change in your state of mind after eating my semen? Or maybe I’m attracted to the man who took my virginity of 30 years.’

    For no reason, my thoughts only went in this direction.

    I think this is definitely because the sex with Miho was unsatisfactory.

    Even though I only wore a thin condom, the satisfaction of sex dropped drastically. After sex, Miho washed my body carefully. At that time, I once again squeezed out the semen with my hands. But that couldn’t replace the pleasure of live vaginal sex.

    I was sure this time. Now that I know the pleasure of filling a woman’s body with my semen, there is no other way to feel refreshed.

    ‘Now that I think about it, there are two uteruses in front of me that haven’t tasted my semen yet… … .'

    Seoliseom and Miho have held my dick before, but they have never held my semen.

    If this is fate, isn’t it fate?

    “Whoa… … ."

    I took a deep breath to calm down my boiling sexual desire.

    I focused more on Miho’s soft fur and spoke to Seoliseom again.

    “sister.”

    Seoliseom flinched and trembled at my words.

    But I didn’t tell her not to call me sister.

    Is it okay to call you sister?

    It was difficult to judge whether I liked it or not, just by looking at its back.

    “Why does my sister hate men so much?”

    “… … “Why should I tell you that?”

    The voice is very cold.

    This may be because it touched on an area related to trauma.

    “We will be living in the same house from now on, so it would be good to get to know each other well.”

    “… … This is just a simple mission. “I have no intention of becoming friends with you.”

    “Is it related to awakening? I roughly heard it from Jisoo. “I woke up at a younger age than other people.”

    “Why does Jisoo like you?” … . “I can’t understand at all.”

    Unfortunately, Seoliseom did not say anything.

    It didn’t seem like he was going to tell me why he started hating men.

    “sister. Can I try inserting it next time?”

    “… … ."

    “It’s better if you wrap it inside.”

    Seoliseom stood tall on the spot.

    The atmosphere emanating from the body is brutal.

    It feels as if something intangible is poking my skin.

    “you. He really is a man who has no answer… … ."

    I wanted to say something, but my voice didn’t come out properly.

    My heart was pounding and my body was shaking. For some reason, the sight of Seoliseom Island, which had looked so ugly just a moment ago, felt scary.

    “If you’re going to do something stupid while I’m asleep… . “You’d better be prepared to give up at least one arm.”

    “… … ."

    “Even if you don’t have one arm, semen will come out.”

    With those words, the murderous feeling that had been stabbing me disappeared like melting snow.

    And Lee Seom-nim started walking forward again.

    ‘this… . I guess I’ll have to keep it a secret that I already fucked her… … .'

    Ironically, even while living on Seoliseom Island, I was feeling a strange sense of turmoil.

    It was because I remembered the feeling of stopping time and pushing my cock into Seoliseom’s cool pussy.

    That’s because that feeling, combined with Seoliseom’s violent reaction, touched my heart.

    Is it just that I nailed it?

    The island in front of me right now is not a virgin as pure as snow.

    It is a used pussy that has already been tainted by the dick of a man named Jeong Ji-ham.

    Only my footprints were faintly imprinted on the pure white snow field where no one could leave footprints.

    ‘ah… . I really want to fuck you… … .'

    The walk to the accommodation designated by Riyo.

    In a situation where it became difficult to talk to Lee Seom-nim again, I opened the status window and checked my time-stop ability once again.

    ㅡㅡㅡ【 Time Stop (S) 】ㅡㅡㅡ

    If you shout the keyword ‘Taimu Stopu’, time will stop.

    [ Usage limit: 4 times a day (1/4) ]

    [Time allowed for one stop: 3 minutes]

    ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

    As level increased to 10, the usage limit increased.

    The stopping time also doubled, reaching 3 minutes at once.

    ‘Isn’t there some better way…? … ?’

    Of course, you can just shout Taimu Stopu and stick your dick right in.

    3 minutes is enough time to ejaculate.

    ‘but… . Because then one of my arms might actually fly off… … .'

    As I walked along Seoli Island, I rolled my head.

    A way to dip your dick into Seoliseom’s pussy without giving up your arms.

    Even if it’s not a creampie, there’s a way to change the inside of that cold woman’s body to the shape of my dick.

    I felt like I was coming up with something good.

    .

    .

    .

    "Jiham! I missed you!”

    As I opened the front door and entered, an unexpected person greeted me.

    A mixed-race beauty wearing a priest’s uniform with a side slit that shows the upper thighs and pelvis.

    A priest who is taller than me and has a post-Asian pelvis that is easy to give birth to.

    “iced coffee… … . sorry. It took a lot of time to come with the poor sheep who needed Jiham’s grace. Please forgive me for my many sins.”

    Ya Hye-jeong immediately came in front of me, knelt down and put her hands together.

    He looks like a pious priest praying to God and asks for my forgiveness.

    I looked at Jisoo with eyes demanding an explanation.

    Jisoo just sighed and shrugged her shoulders.

    It seemed like it meant asking directly if you have any questions.

    "Poor sheep?"

    While I was confused as to what this was all about, Ya Hye-jeong turned her head and spoke to the woman who was cowering in the corner.

    "Ha Yun-yang. Come here quickly. “This is the apostle I’ve been talking about so much.”

    "This…this person… . Apostle?”

    “Come and be polite.”

    “ah… . yes… … ."

    Hearing Hyejeong’s slightly forceful voice, a woman called Hayun hesitantly approached me.

    And while observing the surroundings, he knelt down next to Ya Hye-jeong.

    It was a moment when I suddenly became a man standing in the front door with two beautiful women on his knees.

    “Apostle. Ha-yoon Hong was the victim of a terrible act by Hunter Kim Cheol-soo in that sinkhole.”

    “iced coffee… … ."

    When I heard that, I felt somewhat familiar.

    “What happened at that time remains a trauma, and I am having a hard time living my daily life, let alone engaging in proper hunter activities.”

    "Well… . “It’s such a shame.”

    “So, Apostle, please hug Hayun!”

    “… … Eh!?”

    Hong Ha-yoon was startled and trembled at Hye-jeong’s last words.

    Hong Ha-yoon was awkwardly looking at Ya Hye-jeong with her hands folded in a posture that seemed to be praying.

    “Do not worry. Hayoon Yang. The apostle’s arms will be different from those who harbored the seeds of evil. It will feel very good.”

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