Chapter 71 – Tanned Blonde Became an Assassin

Perhaps…

If I say that my King Juji, who used to fuck a disgruntled MILF pussy, got stronger after crossing the gate...

A collapser… No, isn't that enough to be called a collapser?

He might be remembered as the first human to have something like 'the power to defy providence' attached to his cock.

What if you even became stronger in the future with the support of a monologue? I…

Truly, MILF PUSSY BREAKER!!

'That's amazing!'

I was thrilled.

"Are you so happy?"

Before I knew it, Belita came next to me, clenched fists and jubilant.

Becoming completely mine, Belita twists her body shyly.

Now that I'm pregnant with my baby, I look even prettier.

"Thank you, Belita. For being my pussy slave."

"Hehe. Don't treat it harshly just because it's your tool."

I hugged Belita and kissed her.

Treat it harshly. She's pregnant with my child too.

It can't be. He hugs her affectionately and rubs his dick obscenely.

Belita frowned slightly in displeasure, then immediately accepted me with an attitude of forgiveness, as if it couldn't be helped.

Ah…

Belita... Belita Maman!!

Rubbing ♥

"Phew, he's a monkey-like master."

"Belita. Belita…"

"Because I engraved the seal of a pussy slave... In name and reality, I am yours."

"…Whoops!"

Belita is disgusted when she makes a sound like a real monkey.

"Your name will be known in the future, so behave with dignity."

After the procedure, Peridot stood upright and waited for me with her hand on her belly button.

"Please take care of imprinting my slave next time. Mr. Peridot."

"It would be a great pleasure if you nominated me. There is an additional charge."

"I'll pay whatever you want."

Today, as a result of watching the engraving process from start to finish,

I knew that I couldn't leave this job to a male sculptor.

Now that it's all over, can you shake my hand?

I reached out my hand to Peridot.

"This is MILF Hunter Geum Taeyang."

"This is Peridot, the imprinter."

The moment I touched the center staff with big tits, I felt my cock harden like Ada.

Ah, soft…

Even when Peridot saw my cock bulging out of her panties, she seemed uninspired, maintaining a cold, expressionless expression.

Rather, it was good.

It feels like a highly educated elite secretary from a prestigious university...

'I wish I could help you.'

How much is peridot worth?

He must be one of the best teaching assistants in the city.

At least, to get the word out...

You have to be at the level of an assistant teacher who conquered the city of beasts; Gao will live in common words.

Her product value is clearly above S-class.

"I'll just go away."

There was no reason to stay any longer, so we went out too.

"Master. Look back."

"Yes why?"

Belita inspected every nook and cranny of my body and strained her eyes as if she didn't like something.

"Get it styled at the center before you go. It's a mess."

"Is that so?"

"If you wear fancy clothes and don't comb your hair, you look like a jackass who just got hit by a fortune."

"…"

You have an accurate point. Wife.

Lately, I haven't had a chance to pay much attention.

Suddenly, I had a good idea.

"Then I'll decorate for a while, so would you like to wait?"

"Keep me waiting? Good guts."

"What's the best answer at a time like this? Madam."

"From the first time you meet me, you have to dress up perfectly and come out."

Haha.

In other words, did you get it wrong from the start?

"I was thinking of washing my hair and coming out, but the tyrannical wife from somewhere threatened to wipe out the studio if I didn't come out."

"Yeah. This time, there was some reason attributable to me. So what? You've been sleeping in until that time, so the excuse is plausible."

Belita crossed her arms under her breasts and raised her chin proudly.

I gently put my hand on her stomach.

"I'm sorry…"

Hot Slave Imprint.

The first slave of the MILF Hunter brand. Belita Grace…

The touch of her hand seems to make her aware of her situation.

"Wait quietly, okay?"

"…Okay."

"Don't go anywhere."

"I'm a child…? I'll take care of it."

I sat Belita down and went to the beauty shop.

At first, I wondered why there was a place like this in the TA Association, but...

Come to think of it, it was natural that there was.

When any company sells a product, it does not simply throw away the main body.

After carefully packing it in a box with a manual, they appeal to their brand value.

The same goes for selling slaves.

One area of the Magneta Center that I didn't know about was just a beauty shop.

There are also coordinators and makeup artists who sell women's underwear and cosmetics and make slaves more beautiful.

Since the technicians at the center were as young and beautiful as the slaves led by the trainers, their reliability was guaranteed.

I went straight to the hair salon.

"Welcome. What can I do?"

"Clean up the mess and dye it blonde."

When I was in school, I dyed my hair blonde for a while to pay for Nick.

My resolution today is quite different.

Yes, the time has come to become a true golden sun!

"Please dye me white."

Sitting next to me, my eyes met a man who seemed to be the same age as me.

He was a handsome man with black horn-rimmed glasses and all-back pomade hair.

Are you a co-worker?

"Hello."

"Hello."

"My name is Ostega."

"It's the Golden Sun."

"As the name suggests, it is dyed gold."

I laughed, haha.

"Doesn't it go well with my image?"

"I see. You seem to be in good shape. Won't it look better if you tanned your skin at a tanning shop?"

"Is there a tanning shop?"

"Yes. Over there…"

A truly fateful development!

Something invisible is leading me!

"Thank you. I'll buy you a meal sometime."

I cast a Korean expression of gratitude.

"I'm looking forward to that. Excuse me, may I hear the brand name?"

Ostega smiled at me.

"It's a MILF Hunter."

"Oh oh…"

I thought I'd laugh at it as a brand I'd never heard of, but Ostega sounded like pure admiration.

"Milf…! Do you really train a married woman?"

"Yes."

"I will support you on such a difficult road."

"How about Mr. Ostega?"

"I'm a "black hole." Brand power is 45,000."

"…Black hole?"

"I'm an assistant teacher specializing in assholes."

"Oh!"

Hearing his brand, I, like Ostega, exclaimed.

It was because the brown road he was walking on was pictured in his mind.

Black hole… What a nice nickname!

"If you need an obedient asshole slave, find me."

"Yeah."

I even got Ostega's business card.

With 45,000 brand power...

What is the difference between a successful teaching assistant?

I have to work hard so that an aura like that can come out.

In a way, the sound of the'sweetie' that Belita said pierces me right now.

This is because he hunted big game before he was properly established.

I must have struggled a lot on my own.

Yes, if it weren't for Master's meticulous design...

'I have to become a clever assistant teacher like Master Vior.'

It is not difficult to hunt down a married woman once caught in a trap.

However, hunting sometimes begins with following a swift animal that is hard to even see.

I've been sick of cooking captive milfs.

My ability is to perform the process well to get there.

"It's done."

The blonde bully in the mirror smiles at me.

The bright and colorful gold color seemed to give me confidence.

It was definitely dyed to the root of the hair. The turnaround time is also quite fast—less than 30 minutes.

After that, I went to a tanning shop, became naked, and burned my whole body to a beautiful bronze color.

It only takes 20 minutes!

The power of magic is amazing!

"A full-body tan costs 1 doubloon."

"Here you go."

The store owner was a young woman, and she took a curious glance at my bronzed abs.

I chuckled.

"Does it look good when you're tanned?"

"…Ah! Yes. You look good."

Then.

Based on the golden-sun fate theory, I am confident that there is no other person who is better suited to 'blonde tanning' than I am.

Belita didn't know that I would come with tanned skin.

"Belita."

"Are you rebelling?"

The corners of Belita's mouth twitched.

You look like you're holding back a smile.

"Your dignity has gone down even more. You're like a bully."

That's an accurate review.

"Don't you think maximizing the strengths is the right way to develop rather than covering up the weaknesses?"

Unbutton a few shirt buttons.

Belita's expression shows what she's thinking.

"…Umm."

I held back a laugh.

"It suits you well that way."

"I thought Belita would understand."

"I like it because it looks healthy. If you want to emphasize your image as an active assistant teacher, It might work."

"It'll work, right? A milf about Belita's age."

"It sounds as if my senses lag behind the younger ones."

"You're welcome. There's an insight that young women don't have. Mature women."

"… It makes me feel bad that I seem to be coaxing you with the right words."

She is also a mature woman.

Great insight!

"But today I'm going to get over it.

At least I like it."

I'm relieved that I passed through Belita's tricky eyes.

"Shall we go now?"

"Wait."

Belita looked at me intently.

"I can't. I'll buy you some clothes. This time, the master waits."

Before I had time to stop, she walked towards her beauty shop, accompanied by two maids who had appeared from nowhere.

I'm glad we didn't talk about walking around together.

There must have been a vision that clearly popped into Belita's head.

In the meantime, I went to the receptionist and checked the benefits that an assistant teacher with 85,000 brand power can receive.

You can select and reserve up to three slaves in Grade B or lower.

Suddenly, the two people who had been used as disposable onahole pussies came to mind.

Sona and Lena.

For a disposable ona hole, the assortment is excellent: twin pussies.

I haven't seen them since they met the capture team and dispersed.

But she had some idea of where she had gone.

Right here, Magneta Center.

It's hard to believe that the professional capture team, led by a woman directly under the Emperor, would have tampered with the incapacitated Sona and Lena.

It must be neatly packaged and stuffed in the slave sale area.

'It was a feat for the capture team, so I couldn't get any money.'

Suddenly, I thought I wanted to see Sona and Lena stuffed.

"If I use this reservation authority, can other people not touch it?"

"Yes. This is a first-time limited service provided by the association, so even if someone with a higher brand power wants it, we will not offer it."

"Then, could you try searching for a slave with the characteristics I'm talking about?"

"It's possible. Assistant teacher."

"Two sisters were caught at the same time on the same day. Both have pink hair, and the older sister has longer hair."

"Oh, I found it. It's in the B-class slave sale area. Could you check it out?"

I found it more futile than I thought.

After leaving my seat for a while, I went to the slave sales area, and there were quite a few teaching assistants standing in front of Sona and Lena's stuffed capsules.

'It feels like it could be sold today.'

"These twins are pretty. They should be at least A-level."

"Look at the log. It looks like he was gang-raped. His butthole must have stretched already."

"Your pussy still looks pretty."

"Shall I grow and sell it?"

Right…

Did I get down to grade B because the value of the product went down because I was spoiled?

Sona and Lena are good enough to receive an A.

But the Magneta Center, as Master said, only sells 'proven slaves'.

Since I have drilled all the holes, the value of the product has no choice but to be lowered.

The log said:

"The two women are identified as twin sisters. At the time of discovery, no identifiable items could be found.

She is believed to have been sexually assaulted while tied to a rope and surrounded by about twenty men.

The fact of pregnancy has not been confirmed."

A bloody laugh came out.

When I caught the scene, I couldn't think of it as something one person had done.

But if you think about it carefully, you should have known that 20 people couldn't have been in the off-limits area.

I just wrote it as it looks.

It cannot be denied that the scene was too disgusting to investigate in detail.

Because Sona and Lena were hanging in the air with their entire bodies tied up, and a waterfall of semen was dripping from their loose assholes and pussies...

If you weren't a person with a good stomach, even touching it would have been a chore.

"I must have put all sorts of foreign objects in my butthole. I can see that it has stretched even though it is being treated."

"That sphincter will take a month to recover."

"Your pussy is also bad. How badly did you drive it? There are a lot of scratches on the inside."

The assistant teachers clicked their tongues while looking at the condition and cross section of the twin sisters' holes, which were taken separately.

Still, the ransom for Sona and Lena was 50 gold coins each.

Among the slaves whose commodity value is grade B, they are in the middle or upper class.

It's a face that deserves at least an A, but it seems like it's because he's a slave who came down to a B for various reasons.

As if the accident vehicle is not sold easily, even if it is put on sale at a low price, although it is attracting attention, it is understandable that it was not sold until I came.

…

Should I make a reservation first?

If we find a bigger house later, let's buy a stuffed capsule together and use it as an onahole pussy.

Yes.

It's a waste to let other guys eat it.

You might want to use an on-hole pussy, right?

Deciding to keep my twin sister, I returned to the receptionist and explained my intentions.

"Twin sister, I'll make a reservation."

"Confirmed. Until the deal is done, the slave will be kept in a frozen capsule."

"Yes. Please keep it as it is."

Belita came out of the beauty shop just in time and managed her maid with her chin.

She handed me a mountain of shopping carts.

"It's easy to choose a match, even if you mix and match. Next time, choose from among them and wear them."

"Thank you, Belita."

I gladly accepted her gift of Belita's clothes.

And we decided to break up once.

Belita had to tell her husband that, from now on, she had become a slave to the golden sun's cunt.

I, who caused the crisis of family collapse, clung to Belita and Chuchu even when we parted.

"Can you do it? Belita."

"Chung… Chun… Yeah…♥"

If it's a mother who was blinded by the prince's paper and carved a slave's mark, then do it well.

At the end of the day, I returned to the workshop.

"Ugh!"

As soon as Cecil saw me tanned, she said,

"My brother… Got on!!"

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