The Incompetent Infiltrator

My saliva, imbued with an aphrodisiac effect by the skill ‘Flowing Desire.’

This should be… enough to have some effect, right?

Well, even if the suggestion doesn’t take, I can just slowly wear down his mental defenses and try again then.

“Is that… a succubus skill?”

“Yes. Though a kiss isn’t strictly necessary.”

Yoo Ha-jin seemed strangely restless. Don’t tell me—

“Do you think you’ve been affected by that skill, too? You were joking earlier about being ensnared by a succubus… but it seems you were genuinely worried.”

“No, that’s not it…”

Oh, it’s not ‘not it.’ You’re definitely under its spell.

“This is a skill that makes someone more compliant with my commands. But as I recall… I haven’t given you any commands, Ha-jin.”

“R-Right? I believed in you.”

“I’ll ask you one last time. Can you trust me? I haven’t done anything to you so far… If you want to back out, now is your only chance.”

A moment of contemplation, neither long nor short.

“It’s fine. At this point, I have no choice but to trust you, A-gyeol. If I hadn’t taken on this challenge from the start, it might be different, but now… whether I don’t trust you or I trust you and get betrayed, the outcome is the same for me.”

His eyes, unlike before, were calm and settled.

Is the succession war more vicious than I thought?

“…By the way, didn’t you say killing each other was forbidden?”

“That applies to members of Yua Dokjon. We can’t kill each other… but you know, anything can happen in the world of Awakeners, right? You could be killed by a monster in a gate, or get into a conflict with another Awakener…. But an incident like that would cause a huge backlash.”

“I see.”

So there’s a lot at stake.

“Alright. Not that this is a good thing, but if even candidates for succession can die like that, a third party like me is in even more danger. I’d better give this my all.”

I activated my ‘Horns,’ ‘Wings,’ and ‘Um-mun.’ And then—

Flash—

“Huk!”

“You’re awake. Now, speak honestly. Who sent you?”

“Th-That is…”

Still hesitating? It seems I haven’t done enough. Did I underestimate a B-rank?

I kissed him once more, my hand sliding under his clothes to caress his abdomen, which was covered in firm abs. Mm, he’s damp.

As I tried to gently pull my tongue away, his clung to mine desperately. All the while, his eyes darted around nervously.

“Are you ready to be honest?”

“I-I’m bound by a contract…”

“Oh, dear. What kind of contract?”

Suddenly, the man began to cough uncontrollably.

“It seems there’s a ‘prohibition on disclosing the contract’s contents’ clause. Ha-jin, what do these kinds of contracts usually entail?”

“They usually center on two main clauses: ‘an obligation to report only the truth to the contractor’ and ‘a prohibition on providing information to anyone other than the contractor.’ Here, ‘information’ refers to the contract’s contents and the mission itself.”

“Is that so? I guess there’s no ‘commit suicide if discovered’ clause. I must have watched too many movies.”

“I’ve heard that the conditions become much stricter… if a person’s life is put on the line in that kind of contract skill.”

“Stricter conditions, you say… How troublesome. For now, shall we try this? He’s probably here to spy on us and report back. But the one who decides whether that information is true or not is him, isn’t it? Regardless of what the actual truth is.”

“Usually, yes. It’s… the biggest loophole in contract-type skills.”

“Then let’s change the truth. We’ll keep the broad strokes, but get rid of all the details.”

“…Is that possible?”

“It is. If you make the mind a little more… pliable.”

“And that method is…”

As if realizing something, a white flame of emotion flared in his chest.

The dominant feelings… ‘jealousy’ and ‘possessiveness.’

Mm. You’re right. It’s exactly what you’re thinking.

“Ha-jin.”

“Yes.”

“When you lack power, things rarely go the way you want.”

The only reason you were able to have sex with me without having your Innate Vital Energy drained was because you had power back then, you know?

“…I know.”

Amidst the jealousy and possessiveness, a flame of competitiveness bloomed. His reactions were quick and sharp. I like it.

My dear Ha-jin needs a bit more passion… Shall I provoke him a little more?

I turned my head back to the voyeur.

“You can take off your clothes, can’t you?”

“Cough, yes. I’ll take them off.”

Coughing, he sat up and began to remove his clothes one by one.

His body was covered in dense, lean muscle and a spray of scars. I’ll give them this, the Enhancement-types have great bodies.

For the record, even as Lee Han-gyeol, I never watched porn with fat, ugly guys. It just kind of… ruins the mood.

And as Seo A-gyeol, I’ve never been with a fat man. Not that there are many fat Awakeners to begin with; they all tend to die off.

As for looks… well.

Men who’ve shed all their fat and have sharp jawlines seem to have a guaranteed baseline of attractiveness.

Skin trouble was conquered long ago by cosmetics made from monster byproducts.

Well… it’s good for me. Might as well go for the pretty one. It’s better than doing it with an ugly man—

“Cough.”

The man was now in his underwear. He coughed, though it wasn’t because his throat was constricted by the contract.

The pride that swore he would never speak was gone, leaving only a man fidgeting before me, at a complete loss.

An outline was visible through his underwear.

A drop of moisture glistened at its tip.

I placed my hand over the bulge.

“Hah.”

The man flinched.

“Can you at least tell me your name?”

“Cough, cough.”

“My, they really tied you up with a tricky contract. Fine. Come here.”

I sat on the ground and opened my arms, and he scrambled into my embrace.

He rested his head near my collarbone and buried his nose in the crook of my neck.

With every breath he took, inhaling my scent, the flames of his lust grew explosively.

“What I can do to help is…”

There was one more person fidgeting.

“Why don’t you go for a soak in the oasis? I don’t mind if you watch this… but will you be okay?”

“…”

Splash.

With the burgeoning jealousy and possessiveness as my backdrop, I stroked the scarred man’s body. Just a light brush with my fingertips—

“Hnnn…”

“Does that feel good…?”

He nodded.

“All you saw here was me and Yoo Ha-jin sharing an intimate moment. Just whispering sweet nothings… and some heavy petting. That’s all. This is the truth. Accept it.”

“…”

He nodded.

…Did the suggestion really take?

Damn, something feels off.

“What did you see here?”

“Cough.”

“Oh, dear.”

It seemed that regardless of how he accepted the truth, that truth was now also considered ‘information,’ and he couldn’t tell it to me.

“Well, I guess I’ll just have to keep at it until it sticks for sure. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He nodded.

“Haaa…”

Ignoring the sigh that escaped from behind me, I lightly caressed the man’s body once more.

He trembled again. His pre-cum began to soak through his underwear, dripping down.

Gotcha.

“Huk, heok.”

I gave his groin a firm squeeze.

“My, what a shame. There’s nothing in this for me. If only there was at least one thing…”

“If there was?” the man panted, asking. I could feel his cock twitching beneath his underwear.

“Well now… that would depend on what it is, wouldn’t it…?”

“Um, well. If you were to put your hand inside my underwear, I might just remember something.”

“Oh my. But what if I go to all that trouble, only to hear more coughing? What if all I get is my white fingers covered in your sticky fluid… and gain nothing in return?”

“Haah, cough. That is—”

“Try to remember, quickly. A way around it.”

I took the man’s hand and guided it to the cleft between my damp mounds.

When I pulled his hand away, translucent threads stretched between us. The man stared, mesmerized.

“My decision… will depend on that method.”

“…Follow me.”

“Where to?”

Is he going to lead me to his client?

“Not now, cough.”

It seems it is his client. But that’s not quite enough.

“Mmm, that’s a little flimsy. For now… I’ll permit you to lick my neck.”

“Haah, thank you.”

The man began to lick my neck eagerly. Of course, my sweat also acted as an aphrodisiac thanks to ‘Flowing Desire.’

“Is licking my neck enough for you?”

“Slurp, haah, more, please.”

“I told you, that’s up to you.”

“If you follow me, I’ll attack.”

“Attack who? Me?”

He shook his head.

“Aha. I see. Hmm… what should I permit you now?”

“Your panties, please put your hand in.”

“Mmm… Choose one. First, I’ll let you suck my breast. Second, I’ll put my hand in your panties. Just one.”

“Shit, my breast, your breast.”

“Alright. Oh my.”

The man latched onto my breast, sucking greedily. As if that wasn’t enough, he licked my pink nipple over and over with his tongue.

“Are you satisfied with this?”

“Hah, please, no. More, more. I’ll break the contract.”

“Oh? Can you do that?”

“Yes. However— cough, cough!”

He coughed relentlessly, as if the penalty had truly kicked in. I tilted my head slightly and asked Yoo Ha-jin.

“What’s the usual penalty for breaking or violating a contract like this?”

“…I’m not sure. They vary so widely.”

And from behind me, a voice, somehow sullen. Did I provoke him too much?

“Usually, the other party is notified that the contract has been broken.”

“And? It doesn’t seem to be a ‘die if you break it’ kind of thing, since he said he can break it.”

“The fact that the contract was broken can be used as a signal in itself. A signal to kill a hostage, for instance. It’s one of the workarounds. Skills that can put a life on the line in a contract are quite rare.”

“If that’s the case, this is endless. Hey, Mr. Voyeur. Can’t you give me a hint? You know the terms of the contract better than anyone.”

“Cough, ahem. Most contracts are broken if one of the parties dies.”

“Oh, you can speak just fine. Is it because that’s general knowledge? Anyway, did I hear you correctly?”

“If you want me to break the contract…”

“Eliminating the client would be more certain, wouldn’t it? No need to implant suggestions to change the truth. But can you handle it? It’s probably someone from inside Yua Dokjon.”

“…”

Instead of an answer, a sticky gaze roamed over my body. Then, he glanced at me, gauging my reaction…

“Aha, alright. Then shall we decide on this? First, what I want is… information. But that’s difficult right now, right? Because of the contract.”

He nodded.

“You can either break that contract or kill the client who made it. Or maybe you can find out through the client. But no matter what, what I want is information. I’ll leave the method up to you.”

He nodded.

“Then I suppose it’s your turn to say what you want, isn’t it?”

“I want—”

“Ah, but not right now. I have to be leaving soon. I think I’ll only have the peace of mind to grant your wish after I’ve heard all the information.”

“…Then just for a moment is fine, right now, quickly, my—”

“You have no patience. I said not now. Have you heard of the marshmallow test?”

He nodded.

“It’s an experiment that shows you get a bigger reward if you show patience. The conclusion was… that patient children have a higher chance of success, wasn’t it? Of course, some say that could be due to different family circumstances, but that’s not what I’m trying to say right now.”

He nodded.

“What I’m trying to say is… if the reward had been 100 marshmallows instead of just one, the children would have waited much longer.”

A nod?

“Now, I’ll give you one more choice here. First, I’ll relieve you with my hand, right now. And second.”

I parted my lips, sticking out my tongue, then spread my mound to reveal the pink petals within.

“After everything is over, you can use my mouth and my pussy as much as you want. Choose.”