28 - Chapter 26: Reunion
Meanwhile, Jin Seo-yun was also released from the holding cell alongside Natalia.
'I knew she had massive mana reserves and solid training, but to think she was actually an S-rank Hunter...'
It was both fascinating and bewildering to realize she had gotten mixed up with an S-rank Hunter—individuals far rarer than even the most famous celebrities.
'And she seems to know Su-hyeon, too. When on earth did he make a connection like that?'
With a million thoughts swirling in her head, Jin Seo-yun arrived home. Since it was still the middle of the day, the house was empty.
'Su-hyeon... is going to be okay, right?'
After all, it wasn't just some random person who had taken him, but an S-rank Hunter who promised she would look after him.
Jin Seo-yun grabbed a change of clothes and stripped out of her current outfit, which was caked in dust and soaked with sweat and blood. She stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
"Mmm..."
Standing under the spray, letting the lukewarm water wash over her blankly, a flood of intrusive thoughts rushed into her mind.
Among them, the most vivid and intense image was that of Han Su-hyeon being raped by Ilina.
"Haa..."
Her heart, which had finally calmed down, began to race again. It thudded so violently against her ribs that it actually hurt, causing her to curl inward.
Almost instinctively, her fingers crept down toward her crotch.
At first, her hand merely brushed and teased the sensitive cleft of her entrance and her clitoris.
"Ah... mmm..."
She was masturbating to the memory of her close younger friend being raped right in front of her eyes.
She knew how utterly depraved it was, but she couldn't stop herself.
"Ah... ah... hah..."
Driven by the mounting arousal, she impulsively tried inserting her fingers—something she had always been too afraid to attempt before. First, her middle finger slid in, and soon, craving deeper stimulation, she forced her ring finger inside as well.
"Ngh... ah... ahh..."
Her middle and ring fingers, buried deep inside her tight pussy, began to pump as her narrow walls squeezed them. The wet, squelching sounds were completely drowned out by the roar of the shower.
"Hah... ah..."
Blood mixed with the clear, running water, swirling down into the drain. Her hymen had torn.
"Su-hyeon... ah... ahh..."
Her legs gave out from a pleasure so intense it felt like her brain was being melted and stirred. Jin Seo-yun collapsed onto the wet bathroom floor.
"Haa... ha... ah... ngh..."
Craving even greater pleasure, her mind crossed the boundary from memory into pure, wild imagination.
'Ah... mmm... what... what kind of relationship do Su-hyeon and that S-rank Hunter have? Co... could they be dating? Oh... then while I'm masturbating all alone like this right now...'
Her imagination ran wild, vividly painting a highly plausible picture of an affair between Natalia and Han Su-hyeon—a scene she had never actually witnessed. The more she pictured it, the more her arousal swelled exponentially.
"Ah... ah... Su-hyeon... Su-hyeon... ah... Su... ngh..."
With her body trembling violently, she surrendered to a twisted, overwhelming climax.
Drenched in pleasure, it was impossible to tell whether the expression on her face was one of ecstasy or despair.
"Ah... fuck..."
As the lingering afterglow of her climax faded, a wave of profound post-nut clarity washed over her, and she spat out a bitter curse.
"Leaving already? Why don't you stay a bit longer?"
As I gathered my clothes and got ready to leave, Natalia, who was picking at her room service, spoke up.
"Isn't this place way more comfortable than your house anyway?"
"Still, I've been away from home for too long."
"Why? Do you have a pet or something?"
A pet? Surprisingly, that wasn't entirely wrong.
So, I gave her a vague nod.
"Something like that."
"Not a pet, but something like it? What on earth are you keeping over there?"
"Nothing illegal."
"Haha, 'nothing illegal,' he says."
Whatever she found so funny about my answer, Natalia paused her eating and chuckled.
I wrapped up the conversation and slipped out of the hotel room.
After leaving the hotel, I headed straight home. It had been a while, and the house felt strangely empty, even though I knew my sister was inside.
'First, let's check the instant ramen.'
With that in mind, I headed to the kitchen. When I opened the cupboard, I saw only a few cups of instant ramen left.
'I'd better restock.'
Letting out a quiet sigh, I stretched my arms and grabbed my wallet. I walked down to the nearby supermarket, bought a massive haul of instant ramen, and packed the cupboard full again.
I filled the shelves with a variety of flavors—spicy, seafood, beef bone broth, udon, and more. It was my own little way of being considerate so she wouldn't get sick of eating the same thing.
Once the cupboard was fully stocked, I walked over to my room and opened the door.
"Huh?"
The moment the door swung open, the first thing I saw was my sister, curled up on my bed like a hibernating squirrel.
'What is she even doing in here?'
Seeing her illegally occupying my room, I reflexively took a step back and tried to pull the door shut.
But I was too late.
"Ah...?"
Despite her fragile nature, my sister possessed a high mana rank. Her sharp senses had picked up the sound of the door opening.
She bolted upright from her sleep, her eyes locking onto mine through the gap in the door.
"...."
A brief silence hung between us.
Then, she leaped out of bed in a panic, looking like a cat that had just spotted a cucumber.
"Uh...? Uh-uh...?"
Despite her high mana rank, her motor skills were absolutely terrible. Still half-asleep, her limbs tangled together, and she tumbled straight onto the floor.
"Ouch..."
Even so, she scrambled back up and rushed toward me. Stumbling to her feet, she reached a trembling hand out toward my face.
It was an incredibly clumsy sight, but that only made it feel all the more genuine.
"It... it really is Su-hyeon..."
Her voice, initially just bewildered, began to crack with tears.
She threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly. Her soft, completely unmuscled body wrapped around mine, burying my face into the largest breasts of any woman I knew.
"Where..., wh..., where did..., did you go...?"
I could feel her trembling through our touching skin. Her stuttering words were choked with heavy sniffling.
"I..., I..., was..., worried...."
She held onto me for a long time, weeping silently.
I had no choice but to let her hold me like a doll. I was only freed after she eventually cried herself back to sleep.
Gently slipping out of her embrace, I walked over and opened the washing machine out of habit to check the laundry.
"Huh?"
I expected to see nothing but the thin, loose loungewear she usually wore at home, but inside lay a set of worn outdoor clothes.
'No way... Did someone with severe panic disorder and social phobia actually force herself to wander around outside just to look for me?'
Her saying she was worried hadn't been an exaggeration.
I stared down into the washing machine for a long moment before returning to my room. I climbed back onto the bed and pulled her into my arms. Her body, as always, was warm and soft.
'Holding her like this brings back old memories.'
Back then, she used to take good care of me.
Or rather, she tried to. She was so clumsy and timid that she never quite got anything right.
Even so, I had been genuinely grateful just for the effort.
'And it's a time that will never come back.'
Hunters don't bother hunting down every single monster inside a dimensional gate. It's simply too inefficient.
Once the boss monster is dead, the gate closes automatically. There is no reason to waste energy clearing out the rest.
Some hunters even make extra cash on the side by capturing highly sought-after monsters alive and smuggling them onto the black market.
Any monsters left behind when a gate closes eventually reappear in a different gate later on. The exact mechanics behind this phenomenon remain a mystery.
This led to a theory that completely clearing out every monster inside a gate might reduce the frequency of future gate appearances, but the hypothesis was discarded when doing so yielded no noticeable difference.
So, when I ran into a familiar face in a dark alleyway, I wasn't entirely shocked.
"Haa...! Haa...!"
Walking down the alley, I came face-to-face with a massive, green, muscular figure. An orc.
It was a female orc with her hair tied in pigtails—a look I definitely recognized.
"Oh, no way."
She looked utterly exhausted, her breathing ragged and her body covered in fresh wounds.
The moment our eyes met, she tensed up like a cornered wild animal.
'I guess after I closed that gate, she respawned in a different one and got captured by smugglers. I don't know whether to call her lucky or unlucky.'
Orcs were highly sought after in underground arenas, making them a prime target for smugglers.
While it was a tragedy for them, it also meant they were rarely killed on sight unless they were a boss monster, so maybe it was a blessing in disguise.
And if she had been sold to a facility with lax security, escaping wouldn't have been impossible.
As I quietly assessed the situation, the hostility slowly faded from her eyes. She had been gripping an iron pipe so tightly her knuckles were white, looking ready to crush it.
It seemed she had finally recognized me.
Seeing that, I summoned a bit of courage and took a step closer to her.