Chapter 15 – Street of the Beast

I got up somehow.

Because I can't die without touching Ariella's mamma barrel.

"I'm prepared for the end of this life someday, and I do my best every moment to have adultery sex."

Now that I think about it, it was arrogance itself.

I wanted to continue my life of choosing a MILF's pussy, to the extent that I was stabbed with a knife when I went to check on the relationship that had already ended.

When the sentence of the end came, I pretended that I could turn around without any regrets.

It's a disgusting bluff. I feel like I'm going to cry because I'm so pathetic.

But when that bluff was broken, I faced the truth inside me.

"Sex!!"

I want to have sex!

"Sex!"

Wake up screaming sex.

I'm not the kind of person who would buy in a place like this. If I die, my heart will stop, and if my heart stops, the blood to harden my juice won't flow.

If that happens, over a hundred million people waiting for me in Korea will make a river of tears!

Wailing itself!

It hurts so much that I feel like I'm about to lose my mind.

"Geuuugh."

Don't remind me!

I'm squeezing all my strength...

At times like this, I hate my brain for expecting a comfortable cheat development, such as helping the god who brought me to another world.

Unfortunately, the blood I shed is real blood.

It's the first time I've spilled this much blood since I was caught by the director for hitting 100 times instead of hitting the head with my kendo wife, Byu-Ji.

At that time, I thought the knife hanging on the wall was a fake sword, but who would have known that it was a real sword capable of fighting the Wolah Cheonchung?

"Haha…"

I don't want to die yet.

Looking back, I feel that my nature on the hill has gone far away.

I somehow walked down the crowded street, but everyone gave me a glance and walked away without paying attention to me.

"Someone…"

Somebody 119!

People who have never seen it before leave their shoulder bread and pass by.

Is it okay to do this to someone who is bleeding?

"Tsk tsk. Are you a runaway slave?"

"The outside looks smooth, but what did you do to make it look like that?"

"You look dirty, but don't go near me."

"I am not a slave."

When you came from another world, you started as a slave.

There are so many people, so there is no choice but to stay in the guest house.

I felt my strength drain and tried my best, but I couldn't stop my body from leaning.

I lost too much blood.

A feeling of exhaustion spreads throughout the body.

"Eh, go away. It's bad luck if you die in front of the workshop."

"Cuck!"

I was kicked in the side and turned over.

"Coke. Coke."

"You're still hiding. Die somewhere else!"

Old man…?

A nobleman who seems to have used his strength when he was young is looking down on me as if he is pathetic.

The white beard and white hair make it look like an old man, but the skin is a weedy green.

"Help me…"

"Why me? What's the point of saving you?"

"Let's try to save him. I'll do anything."

Fuck. It's like begging for help when only your tongue moves.

I feel keenly how valuable the lifeguards of our world are doing.

"It looks like he died because he did something to die for."

"I'm not dead yet... You senile old man.

"I'm still corrected. It's too early to be called an old man!"

"I'm not dead yet either. Help me."

"But he'll die soon. See, he's quite hated by women."

"How do you..."

Are you superpowered?

I squeezed the hem of my grandfather's trousers.

"Let this go. I have to sweep the yard."

"I'll do anything... Save me… I don't want to die."

"If a wounded D-class slave comes back to life, the only way to help is to become meat."

"…"

"Why do I have to save you? Who has reached that point by touching a woman I shouldn't have touched?"

'A woman you shouldn't touch.'

"If you happen to run into her inevitably, spare her words. Don't look carelessly. Don't approach me carelessly."

"I want to touch you again."

I put strength into my hands and raised my upper body.

"This guy. Your pants are ripped!"

"Those breasts… I can't die until I touch them!"

Is this your last will?

My eyes went dark.

The burning pain confirms that he is not dead yet.

When I suddenly felt comfortable, I thought I was dead.

'The smell of a woman.'

It's not perfume.

The smell of flesh that can be felt from an attractive woman's body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a blonde woman in a navy blue nun's uniform beyond my dim vision.

"You opened your eyes. The hump is over."

"You've worked hard. Would a gold coin be enough?"

"Money is fine. It was about saving people's lives."

"It's the money you pay for saving that life, so take it."

"Mr. Vior…"

"Go ahead and take it."

"Okay. When the patient wakes up, tell him to be careful not to open the wound."

"I don't have that kind of loyalty. I'll kick this guy out as soon as he comes to his senses."

I hastily closed my eyes.

Did that old man save me?

As soon as I was relieved, drowsiness poured in, and I fell into such a sleep that I forgot about the passage of time.

"Um…"

As soon as I woke up, I felt my chest.

The wound has healed.

Scars were left behind, but something saved his life.

That grandpa is secretly a tsundere. You grumbled like you wouldn't save me, but in the end, you were a good person, right?

… I felt my anus shrink at the sight of the dog leash and large dildo on the floor.

'We have to escape!'

The green-skinned old lady who just came out of the other room saw me hurriedly getting out of bed.

"Why are you making that face? Seeing a life saver!"

"I can't give you my ass!"

"What bullshit. The food tastes bad!"

"Grandpa, wasn't that your taste?"

"What are you looking at and talking like that?"

I said, pointing to the dildos displayed on one wall.

"This."

"It's a work tool."

"A tool for work?"

"Is this your first time seeing a dildo?"

"No…"

I did see it often.

It's not my purpose, but you can often find it in wives' rooms.

What is the trending dildo these days?

Of course, dildos can't beat me, so I've never had a chance to use them.

If you look closely, there are not only dildos but all kinds of SM tools. I immediately knew what Grandpa's job was.

"Was Grandpa a teaching assistant? At that age,

Oh, I moved suddenly, and it hurts so much.

Sit on the bed and moan.

"If you come to your senses, get out of here! This bastard doesn't taste good."

"Grandpa. How did you know I was beaten by a woman?"

"I'm not Grandpa. Call me Vior."

"Grandpa Vior."

"Tsk."

Sitting on a rainy chair, he said while eating something like porridge.

"Looking at his hands, skin, and nutritional status, he's not someone who ran away after doing a rough job somewhere.

He did something so blasphemous that he even got stabbed with a knife, but seeing that he didn't die, we can say that he owes himself to the Chartreuse family. Because his wife is good-natured.

Crucially, your body smells like a woman."

"Smells like a bitch?"

I don't remember growing up like that.

"It's not the smell that comes from you; it's the smell of yours.

The smell of a female who grew up eating only good things and seeing only good things permeates it."

"You're sharp? The workshop is laggy, but your skills are good. Grandpa."

"If you've satisfied your curiosity, go away. Don't make me repeat the same thing."

"No. I'm also interested in becoming an assistant teacher."

"What?"

"Actually, I heard it while I was passing out. You spent money to treat me.

I can't get out unless I pay back ten times that amount."

Haha!"

Vior burst into laughter.

"What is it? Does repaying the favor sound like a strange word?"

"A kid who can't even understand the subject,haha! A D-class slave will earn 10 gold. Haha!"

Damn it. My stomach is twisting.

To be laughed at even after being dead and alive.

"Don't you think there's a reason the Chartreuse family picked me up for a second?"

"The reason is bullshit. I guess it's just luck."

"If I stayed there because I was lucky, it was because I was unlucky that I failed."

"That's wrong. It's your fault for failing."

"How do you know that?"

"I don't know who you had sex with there, but you just punched the cake.

I didn't train a woman."

"What…?"

"She just enjoyed her cunt, but she couldn't be tamed."

I am angry at being ignored.

But on the contrary, I thought that Grandpa's words were poking at the core, enough to make me angry.

"Don't underestimate the assistants. Young aliens. Assistants are like war."

"Do you tame a woman? In our world, if you say that, they treat you like an idiot, saying you've watched too much porn."

"In any world, living things are supposed to develop by hunting those inferior to them.

How difficult it is to tame a person of his own kind in terms of physical ability and intellect and do as he pleases.

Can those who have never done it imagine it?"

"In short, having sex with all your might is the problem."

Rain laughed and emptied her bowl.

"What do you know if you teach someone who doesn't know anything?"

"…Master!!"

I got down on my knees.

Kneeling down once anyway, now there is nothing to regret.

"What."

"Please teach me. There is a woman I really want to fuck."

"I can't give you lessons, but I want to hear you."

"Yes?"

"What kind of breast was it that made it cry out before it died?"

I grinned.

Ariella's breasts saved me.

I can't stand the cut of world-class breasts.

"Shall I let you go once?"

"Try."

Anyway, it seemed as if I were a person from another world; even if I took a breath, I told them about what had happened.

Grandpa Vior, who listened to my story silently after the meal, laughed in the middle and was annoyed.

"How are you, Master?"

"Did you get stabbed in the head too?"

"Yes?"

"If you want to embellish a story, you have to embellish it in moderation! Who believes in such an improbable story?"

"Which part is not trustworthy?"

"From beginning to end! Verdia, who was sleeping, was so bad that she attacked her, and her husband, seeing his wife in climax, acknowledged you and decided to spare you.

Hey, do you think I saved you to hear that seasoning was sprinkled on you?"

"No, it's true."

Ha, what about this? It can't show.

No, can you show me?

"Would you like to see? A piece of my talent."

I put my hand on my waist.

"You're the first human to brag about the size of a cock to an orc."

"Yes? What now…"

"It's literally. Have you ever seen an orc before?"

"Ah…"

Seeing the real thing for the first time...

I never thought it would be like this image.

I could immediately understand why he was that big, despite his green skin and his age.

"Are Orcs' Cocks That Big?"

"It's big. But now that comparison is meaningless. Because what you see in front of you is the last orc in the Empire."

"Master?"

How did the orcs perish?

"If you have something you want to show, do it quickly."

"I'll show you."

I showed off my proud cock.

A 3-second erection is my specialty.

'Ariela's breasts. Verdia's ass…'

It makes you fully erect without touching your hands, just by imagining it.

"It's good to be young."

"How about it?"

"It's not a boring sleep."

"Did you finally recognize the super rookie, Geum Taeyang?"

"You idiot. The size of a cock only undermines the value of a slave as a commodity. It's not a talent required for an assistant."

"…"

I'm down

I was confident.

"But it might help if what you're saying is true. If that monstrous delusion that she made a dick-prick the first woman she had sex with was true."

"Because it's true."

"So, how are you going to fuck that girl named Ariella?"

"After learning the secret of teaching a woman to die from a woman's death from Grandpa..."

"Are you going to visit me?"

"Once you fuck me, won't you be stuck?"

"Teachers are not superpowers!"

"Hing."

"I know you take great pride in that cock, but I believe in what I see with my own eyes."

"Because I'm not that kind."

"Someone thought it was your taste! Got it. You bastard. D-class slaves go to work like D-class slaves. You'll be able to earn enough for a day to live."

"No, I want to become an assistant teacher."

"Since you don't seem to know much, I'll tell you. Hundreds of aliens come to the island every day."

"Yes?"

Hundreds… Hundreds?

Thousands in 10 days, tens of thousands in 100 days...

Can one city handle such a population?

"Of course, very few people enter the city in good shape. But the island is always overflowing with people. Do you know what I mean?"

"…"

"There are not one or two D-class slaves like you who dream of rising in status. If you are a woman, you might be able to live under aristocratic protection, but a man is one of these two.

Just be a worker or go to paradise. Most of them go to paradise after starving because of the difficult life."

"What is paradise?"

It's cheap just to listen to it.

This is because places that are usually referred to as 'paradise' are ironic in most cases.

"It's about being raised as human livestock that go under the management of the Empress and eat, drink, and sleep."

"…"

What the hell is that?

Grandpa's story was so bizarre that I couldn't understand it at once.

He clicked his tongue when he saw the agitated day in the rain.

"It's ridiculous to think that a guy who doesn't even know what this world is like will become a teaching assistant."

"I wasn't joking, though."

I was infinitely sincere.

I thought that an assistant would be the only ray of light for me, high in the sky, who had no money or power since I had moved away from my place of residence.

I've always been sincere when it comes to sex. I believed there was no other way.

"Assuming my delusion is true, can I become a good teaching assistant by learning the teaching skills from my grandfather?"

"If what you said is true,

With just a little tweaking of the promiscuous parts, I can become a trainer who dominates the streets."

"How much is that?"

Thump thump!

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

No, it's broken!

"Gee, a mistake."

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