Chapter 17 -
[You have elicited a large amount of awe from the other party!]
[As a reward, the power of the curse weakens slightly.]
As soon as I saw Raven faint, the system window notified me that I had elicited awe.
But I didn’t have time to properly look at it.
"R-Raven noona! Wake up!"
I quickly pulled my penis out of her mouth.
*Squelch*
The penis, which had been deeply lodged in Raven’s throat, came out with a squelching sound.
My penis glistened with saliva, feeling the cool air after being in her hot mouth.
I shuddered again at the sensitivity of my glans right after ejaculation, but now wasn’t the time to indulge in the afterglow.
Seeing Raven unconscious, I realized what I had done.
It all happened so quickly, but I had been so focused on my own pleasure that I didn’t even consider Raven’s condition.
I lifted Raven and laid her on the bed behind us.
Her face was a mess. Tears and saliva had ruined her beautiful face, but somehow, that only made her seem more alluring.
First, I leaned my ear against her chest to check if she was still alive.
My hearing was sharp enough that I thought I could hear her heartbeat even through her clothes, but the black latex outfit muffled the sound.
I found it strange that a single piece of clothing could block out a heartbeat.
I pulled my face away from her chest for a moment and looked at the black latex outfit.
(Black latex outfit… a woman… and operating in Gangnam, Seoul…)
I felt like I had seen this woman somewhere before. It was just a fleeting moment, but I was sure I had come across this information somewhere.
(Oh. The news.)
I recalled one of the news stories I had watched early yesterday morning.
(Yesterday, a villain appeared in Gangnam, Seoul. One A-rank villain, presumed to be the leader, was robbing and assaulting civilians…)
In the footage, a woman in a black outfit briefly appeared in the frame before disappearing.
"..."
No matter how I looked at her, I was convinced this woman was the one from the news.
Pushing that thought aside, I decided I needed to save Raven first.
I grabbed the zipper on the front of her outfit and pulled it down.
*Ziiiip*
Starting from her neck, I unzipped past her voluptuous D-cup breasts, down to her vagina and perineum, and finally to just above her tailbone.
My face was right in front of her vagina as I unzipped, and as soon as the zipper opened, her vagina sprayed love juices like a fountain, greeting me with hot breaths.
Ignoring it, I lifted Raven’s body, stripped off the black latex outfit, and tossed it aside before pressing my ear to her chest again.
Her soft, ample breasts gave way under the pressure of my face.
*Thump - Thump*
Thank goodness. Raven’s heart was still beating.
"Phew…"
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with my hand.
‘Thank God… I almost kiIIed someone with my penis…’
Relieved that Raven was alive, I began cleaning up her messy face.
I brushed the red hair stuck to her face and carefully wiped away her tears and saliva.
As I cleaned her face, I could finally take a closer look at her, which I hadn’t been able to do in my excitement.
Even now, Raven’s fox-like features struck me as incredibly beautiful.
I felt both guilt for causing her to faint and gratitude for enduring until I was satisfied.
Out of gratitude, I gave her a small kiss.
*Chu*
Raven’s lips carried a sweet scent, which I assumed was my semen.
I briefly thought it was dirty, but I wanted to convey my feelings to Raven for doing this for me.
As if she understood my feelings, Raven slowly opened her eyes after the brief kiss.
"Uh, Raven noona! You’re awake! I-I’m so sorry. I got too excited and…"
I stammered, trying to apologize quickly, but Raven didn’t let me finish.
She sat up from her lying position and—
*Grab* -
*Slurp… Smooch… Suck… Slurp… ♡*
"Wha?! Mmph! Mmph!"
While I was talking, she suddenly grabbed my face with both hands, forced my mouth open with her soft lips, and started deep kissing me.
The sweetness from her tongue felt strangely delicious, but when I realized it was my own semen, I resisted with muffled protests.
But as if taking revenge, Raven held my face tightly, refusing to let go.
Feeling resistance was futile, I gave in to her tongue.
*Slurp… Smooch… Ha… Slurp… ♡*
"Mmph…"
Even as she took breaths in between, Raven didn’t stop assaulting my mouth, closing her eyes and focusing on the kiss.
It was getting harder for me to breathe.
After a few minutes of kissing, Raven finally released my face and pulled away.
A long, curved line of saliva connected our lips.
"Haa… Haa… ♡"
"Huff… Huff…"
We had ravaged each other’s mouths to the point of breathlessness, gasping for air as soon as we parted.
Breathing heavily, we locked eyes.
Anyone could see the lust in Raven’s gaze as she looked at me.
I spoke to her with a worried expression.
"Raven noona, are you okay…?"
"Heh, yeah. That just now fixed me up."
I saw Raven smile like a little devil.
Thank goodness. I was worried she might run away in fear after nearly suffocating.
"Don’t let it fool you I’m an Awakened. Something like that won’t kill me."
Perhaps noticing my concern, Raven reassured me.
Still, I apologized.
"Even so… I’m sorry."
Seeing my apology, Raven smiled softly, lay back down, and stretched.
"Haa… It was painful, but it felt good. Oral sex was a first for me…"
"What? Your first time?"
"Yeah… I had some resistance to it. The idea of licking the place where pee comes out."
Curious about Raven, who seemed inexperienced in nearly all sexual acts, I asked her.
"Raven noona, then how did you assault the people you kidnapped until now…?"
She answered simply.
"With my hands."
"What…?"
"I sent them all off with my hands."
Raven playfully made a circle with her index finger and thumb, moving it up and down.
Her words reminded me of the sensation of her hands when she first touched my penis through my pants.
(Indeed… the way her hands moved over my pants was…)
It was sensual. Electrifying. It felt incredibly good.
But I couldn’t understand Raven.
She didn’t kidnap me for sex, but to give me a handjob? A rapist who kidnaps just for that?
It didn’t seem like she was after expensive items either, as I didn’t have anything valuable.
Her actions suggested she was more interested in sexual acts than money.
Curious, I asked her.
"Raven noona, why do you steal people’s things or target women with boyfriends?"
"..."
"If it’s uncomfortable, you don’t have to answer."
After a moment of thought, she spoke again.
"No, I can tell you. Silian, will you listen to my past? It might be a bit long."
I nodded quietly.
"Hmm… Where should I start…?"
Raven slowly began to speak.
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Raven grew up in an orphanage from a young age.
It had been about 40 years since dungeons appeared.
When Raven was still too young to walk, her parents died fighting monsters that emerged from a dungeon.
Her mother and father fought monsters at their doorstep, holding onto hope for backup until their last breath.
Thanks to their efforts, hunters arrived just before Raven was killed by the monsters, but her parents were already cold corpses.
The hunters took Raven to an orphanage.
When Raven turned seven, her exotic red hair and golden eyes naturally made others realize she was a foreigner.
Some children looked at her with curiosity, while others avoided her, finding her strange.
The orphanage was poor and dilapidated.
The rundown facility housed barely ten children, providing only two meals a day.
But the food was scarce for growing children just a rice ball the size of a child’s fist.
That was the level of poverty in the orphanage where Raven grew up.
*Grumble…*
"Director, can’t we have more…?"
"I’m sorry, Raven. Our orphanage is too poor to give more… but take my share instead."
Raven hated going hungry.
Having lived with hunger her whole life, she grew to despise the feeling of growing accustomed to it.
Whenever she asked for more food, the orphanage director would always refuse, citing their poverty.
"If only we had money… *sob*…"
The director would mutter this in a low voice, looking at the dejected Raven.
Money.
He always said that if he had money, he wouldn’t have to let the children go hungry, often apologizing with tears.
Back then, none of the children fully understood the director’s words, but Raven was different.
She realized the importance of money.
If you’re hungry, you eat. To eat, you need money.
The more money you have, the more food you can eat, and the fewer days you go hungry.
From then on, Raven’s obsession with money began to grow.
One morning, it happened.
"Thank… you… so… much…"
"No… need… for thanks…"
Woken by voices outside, Raven slightly opened the door to see what was happening.
"Oh my… Thank you so much. Truly. Now our children won’t have to go hungry. I’ve waited so long for this day…"
"It’s nothing. The world keeps going because of people like you. We’re the ones who are grateful."
Outside, the orphanage director was bowing deeply, tears streaming down his face, thanking two people in their late twenties or early thirties.
Behind them were two girls one who seemed Raven’s age and another who looked slightly younger.
The director kept expressing his gratitude.
"We’ll come back from time to time. Our guild is new, so we can’t donate much now, but if we grow bigger, we’ll donate more."
"Thank you so much… You’re the hope of our orphanage. Safe travels!"
As they turned to leave, the girl who seemed Raven’s age glanced back at her.
Their eyes met, and Raven thought the girl had a very cold demeanor.
Their retreating figures looked like a harmonious family.
*Creak*
Raven opened the slightly ajar door wider, the creaking sound echoing.
The light from outside greeted her.
"Um… Director, what’s going on…?"
Raven asked the director, who was beaming with a wide smile, holding the doorknob.
"Oh, Raven! Some incredibly kind people donated to us today."
"Donated…?"
"Yes, a donation. They said they’ll give us money regularly… Truly wonderful people."
"Are they donating because they have a lot of money?"
The director tilted his head at her question.
"Hmm… I suppose so. Starting a new guild requires a lot of money, after all…"
Hearing that, Raven thought of the girl her age who had looked back at her.
"Will they come back…?"
"They said they would. I don’t know when, but until then, we’ll probably be able to eat well."
The director’s words were true.
The four people who said they’d sponsor the orphanage visited from time to time, making donations.
Each time, the children ate more plentifully, and three meals a day became standard.
Sometimes, they visited even without donating.
"Wow, your guild must be doing really well. Congratulations!"
"Thank you. The guild’s been busy lately. We might need to leave the kids with you more often."
"Leave them with us anytime. With all the child abuse in daycare centers these days, we’re relieved to have them with you."
"You’re someone we can trust, Director. Haha!"
The sponsors started leaving their children at the orphanage more often.
Raven often played with the girl her age and the slightly younger one.
"Hey, how old are you guys?"
"I’m seven."
"I’m five!"
The cold-looking girl and the bright-voiced one answered.
Few kids approached the cold-looking girl. Her aura was intimidating, and talking to her felt scary.
In contrast, almost everyone flocked to the bright-voiced girl.
Naturally, Raven approached the girl left alone.
Being the same age, they quickly became friends.
Surprisingly, despite her cold appearance, the girl was talkative.
From morning until their parents came, they chatted and had fun together.
When it was time to leave, her friend asked Raven.
"Hey… want to come play at my house next time?"
"Huh? Really? Is that okay?"
"Yeah. If I ask my parents, they’ll probably say yes."
With her friend’s permission, Raven started visiting her house whenever she was bored.
Sometimes, she even stayed overnight.
Her friend’s younger sister preferred playing with the other kids at the orphanage, so Raven and her friend often played alone at her house.
For Raven, those days were filled with happiness.
Then one day, an event sparked something in Raven.
It was a day she was supposed to sleep over at her friend’s house.
Raven and her friend played all sorts of games, enjoying themselves.
They played sword fights with branches outside, and when they got tired, they went inside to play video games.
When gaming got boring, they went back outside to continue their sword fights, building their stamina.
After playing energetically outside, late at night, they returned to the room.
As her friend went inside, Raven headed to the bathroom.
"Ugh… it’s getting… late…"
"How… much…"
Voices came from the room. It was the kind people who sponsored the orphanage.
Raven knew eavping was something bad kids did, but her childish curiosity got the better of her.
She quietly pressed her ear to the door to listen.
"Yeah, our guild’s grown quite a bit now."
"Then where’s the best place to move?"
"Hmm… Somewhere with fewer molesters, don’t you think? For the kids’ sake."
"Then the capital area would be good."
I listened quietly to their conversation. They were talking about moving.
"The capital area… That’s pretty far from here."
"Can’t be helped. With our guild, operating in a populous area will attract more hunters."
"Then… we’ll have to move to the capital area. We’ll decide the exact location later."
"Alright. Oh, what about the orphanage we’re sponsoring?"
"Maybe it’s time to stop supporting them?"
The moment Raven heard that, her heart sank.
The orphanage they were sponsoring. That was the one Raven was at, wasn’t it?
"What? Why do you think that?"
"They’re probably not poor enough to need our help anymore."
What are you talking about? We’re still poor.
"It’s time for them to stand on their own."
We’re still young. Give us a little more time. Please.
"We should support an even poorer orphanage now."
You saw us. Those poor days. I don’t want to go hungry anymore. I don’t want to go back to that.
Raven couldn’t muster the courage to keep listening.
Holding her dizzy head, she fled to her friend’s room.
Her friend was sleeping peacefully on the bed, without a single worry.
Meanwhile, Raven’s future felt pitch black.
She thought about what would happen without money.
Her friends eating rice balls the size of a child’s fist. The facility deteriorating as support stopped. The director crying sadly again.
She didn’t want that.
Raven thought of a way to escape this nightmare.
"Money… If I just had money…"
In her dizzy mind, Raven made a choice she shouldn’t have.
"Yeah… If I just had money, everything would be fine… Just this once, friend… Help me."
Muttering this, Raven began rummaging through her friend’s room.
She carefully sorted through valuable items, picking out things that could be sold.
Her heart ached as she did this.
Her friend’s parents, who had helped her. Her favorite friend.
Betraying them made Raven’s head spin and her heart hurt.
But going back to those days was worse.
She had gone hungry. Never once had she eaten to her satisfaction.
The sponsors who had thrown her a lifeline had cared for her warmly.
But now, as she clung to that lifeline with both hands, they were saying they’d cut it with scissors.
Raven picked up the most expensive-looking necklace.
She didn’t think too deeply about why it was in her friend’s room.
Thinking about it would make her regret it.
She only thought about how much money it could fetch.
The colorful gemstones embedded in it would surely sell for a high price.
Holding the item, she stood at the door, looking at her friend, who was fast asleep, oblivious to the world.
Seeing her face made Raven’s heart feel like it was tearing apart again.
She felt that staying any longer would keep her from leaving, so she took the necklace and walked out of the room, exiting the house through the front door.
It was a dark night. As soon as Raven stepped outside, she saw the moon illuminating her.
The moonlight seemed to comfort her guilt-ridden heart.
After that day, Raven went to a shop that bought necklaces and rings and sold the necklace.
As expected, the necklace she sold as a child was extremely expensive far more than she had imagined.
Looking back, she was grateful to the lady who bought it at its full value.
With that money, Raven moved to another orphanage, as far from the capital area as possible.
Using public transportation at the age of seven was incredibly difficult.
She almost got lost several times, but with the help of kind people along the way, she safely reached another orphanage.
There, the children laughed happily and chatted joyfully, not poor at all.
But among them, Raven couldn’t smile.
Time passed, and Raven went through elementary, middle, and high school, graduating.
When she turned 20, Raven awakened as a hunter.
Upon awakening, knowledge of her awakened skill flooded her mind.
She instinctively knew what skill she had awakened and how to use it.
Though she had become a hunter, no one was there to congratulate her.
The orphanage staff spoke to her kindly, but Raven ignored them.
In a quiet room, she reached out and used her skill.
*Vroom*
A translucent blue rectangular door appeared before her eyes.
Grabbing the handle and pushing it open, she found an empty single room.
After looking around the empty room briefly, she closed and erased the door.
She repeated this process of creating and erasing the door several times.
Raven realized the door could be summoned instantly to any location she wanted.
She could even summon it right in front of her.
If she summoned it with the door already open, she could enter the room immediately.
Raven told the orphanage director she had awakened.
When he didn’t believe her, she showed him her skill.
But even after demonstrating, the director just stared blankly, and Raven realized the door was invisible to others.
Just to be sure, she entered the room in front of the director, and his shocked voice echoed as he realized she had vanished.
Inside the room, she couldn’t see what was happening outside, but she could hear sounds to gauge the situation.
Confirming this, Raven told the director she would live independently.
Having earned a significant amount from the necklace, Raven had been obsessively saving money since then, so she had enough to live on her own.
She reported her awakened skill to the Dungeon Association.
Her ability wasn’t classified as a combat skill but as one suited for a porter.
It made sense. Creating a single room was perfect for a porter.
The only special aspect was that the door was invisible to others and only she could enter, but that was it.
From that day, she worked as a porter to earn money for her living expenses.
Life as a porter was tough.
The moment she was underestimated, her money was taken right in front of her.
Hunters with combat skills who walked ahead in dungeons were clearly above porters.
Their relationship was like that of a superior and subordinate. Hunters often treated porters condescendingly.
Some even made absurd claims, saying there weren’t enough monster items or that they didn’t earn much that day, telling her to leave empty-handed.
Seeing such people daily made her language rougher, and she built up her stamina to protect her money.
But one day, Raven was bitten hard by a crazy woman.
"Hey, be honest. You stole some monster drop item, didn’t you?"
"What nonsense. Can’t you see? There’s exactly as many drop as the monsters you killed."
"You b*tch, how dare you lie! There’s no way I killed this few monsters!"
"What?"
"I’m sure I killed more than this!! I know it!"
I doubted whether I was even having a proper conversation.
"Uh… Noona, stop…"
"No, something’s definitely off. Hajun, stay quiet. I’ll handle this. Watch."
Raven was dumbfounded.
This crazy woman was showing off in front of her boyfriend, acting high and mighty.
The conversation was spiraling out of control.
This shameless woman was blatantly threatening her.
"Sigh. Look, if you quietly hand over the monster drop now, I’ll let it slide. Oh, but you won’t get paid for today’s work for lying to me."
At those words, Raven felt like she was losing her mind.
"What?! What are you talking about?! I worked for hours, and you’re saying I won’t get paid?"
"Heh, you shouldn’t have lied. Who told you to lie?"
Raven gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot with anger, but she held it in.
For a porter, reputation was everything.
If word got out that she stole drop item, she’d be ruined. No one would work with her.
"I know someone who’s big in this business. Heh heh…"
"Noona! That’s too much, even for…"
"Hajun, you’re too kind. You can’t keep letting things like this slide."
The small-statured man next to her tried to stop the crazy woman, but she kept tearing into Raven.
This was the life of a porter.
Even if she lashed out, with only the ability to open a door, she couldn’t win.
"F*ck… Fine. You filthy b*tch… I’m leaving."
"Huh? What did you just say? Did you just say ‘f*ck’? You called me a b*tch?"
"Uh, yeah, I did. So what? Can’t I curse?"
I looked at the hunter, whose eyes suddenly turned wild.
"This b*tch has really lost it, huh? Think you can mock a great hunter like me? I was willing to overlook your thieving, but you curse at me instead of thanking me?"
"Sigh… You’re done. You’re not working as a porter anymore."
With that, the hunter turned and walked away.
"Uh? Noona, you didn’t mean that, right? It was a joke, right?"
"No, that kind of b*tch needs to…"
Their voices faded into the distance.
My head went blank from the sudden turn of events.
A ringing in my ears signaled my stress levels.
The next day, everyone looking for porters at the Dungeon Association avoided Raven.
"Hey, see that redhead? Don’t go with her. I heard she stole drop item."
"Wow, there are still porters like that? And she’s walking around so shamelessly? Impressive."
Hearing those words, Raven realized her only source of income as a porter was over.
Whispers about her were everywhere.
With crazed eyes, Raven left the Dungeon Association.
"That… f*cking b*tch…"
Raven was going insane. Her future was pitch black.
She wanted revenge on the crazy woman who caused this.
She wanted to make her life miserable.
But Raven didn’t have the power to do so. She didn’t have a skill to kill someone.
She racked her brain for a way to get revenge.
The translucent blue rectangular door.
When she entered it, she became invisible.
Inside, she could hear sounds to gauge what was happening outside.
And a way to get revenge on that crazy woman.
A way to plunge her into deep despair.
And finally, the boyfriend named Hajun who tried to stop her.
Raven decided she would steal that crazy woman’s boyfriend.
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