Chapter 8 - Sohye
As I listened to the steady rhythm of Sojin chopping on the cutting board, I sank into thought.
(For now, the urgent matters are settled.)
My wounds had healed, my body was clean, and I’d tidied up my appearance. The most pressing priorities were taken care of.
(Now that my personal issues are sorted, I need to gather information about this world.)
If I were alone, collecting information would’ve been tough, but luckily, I had two women by my side who seemed ready to answer any question I threw at them.
Leaving Sojin to her cooking, I turned to Sohye.
“Is there a quick way for me to learn about this world?”
“Yep! In our world, you can find out whatever you want to know right away!”
Sohye answered brightly, walking over to the sofa where I was sitting. She plopped down next to me.
Was it just my imagination, or was she sitting unusually close? With about a hand’s width between us, I glanced at her.
She wasn’t looking at me, though she was focused on a rectangular object in her hand.
After fiddling with it for a moment, she scooted even closer and held the object up to me.
The rectangular thing had unfamiliar text on it, but strangely, I could understand its meaning.
It was odd despite never seeing this writing before, it made sense to me, and that gave me a sense of unease.
“Oppa, this is called a phone…”
She was practically glued to my side as she started explaining the phone.
Then—
“What are you doing?”
A voice came from behind me. It was so cold it nearly froze me in place.
I turned to see Sojin standing behind us, holding a kitchen knife, fresh from cooking.
She was smiling, but there was something off about it. Her lips curved upward, but her eyes were flat and unamused.
“What are you doing?” she asked again.
Sohye, who seemed to have never seen her sister like this, froze before snapping out of it to answer.
“Oh, uh… Silian-oppa asked if there’s a way to quickly gather information…”
She gave an awkward laugh.
“Hmm… is that so?”
The atmosphere grew colder.
(What’s going on? Why’s she acting like this?)
Despite Sohye’s explanation, Sojin didn’t budge. Instead, her smile faded into a stern expression.
The air felt like it was freezing over.
Sohye must’ve sensed it too, because she stood up from the sofa and hurried to Sojin’s side.
“Haha… what’s up, unnie? Want me to help with the cooking?”
At that, Sojin finally broke into a genuine smile and nodded.
“Silian, I’ll explain how to find information later, step by step. For now…”
*Click.*
With a sound, a rectangular object on the wall lit up brightly.
“This is called a television,” Sojin said. “It’s one way to easily get information. Watching it will give you a rough idea of how things work around here.”
I stared at the television in awe. The man on the screen looked so vivid, it was like he was standing right in front of me.
Below him were more unfamiliar words, but I could read them: a warning about a terrorist organization of hunters villains causing trouble, urging people to stay cautious.
Sohye piped up, “Ugh, the villains are at it again.”
“Yeah,” Sojin agreed. “Sohye, you be careful too. And Silian, try not to go out alone. If you need to go somewhere, go with me.”
Villains, as it turned out, were like typical bandits—superhuman groups who stole valuables, kidnapped men for assault, and committed various crimes.
(A world where women kidnap and assault men… I kinda want to sneak out and see what that’s like.)
The idea of experiencing something so foreign was tempting, but Sojin’s sharp glare made me nod and say, “Got it.”
With that, Sojin and Sohye went back to cooking, while I continued watching the television to gather more information.
Occasionally, I saw news about a corporate CEO abusing their power or a man singing brightly into a microphone under dazzling lights.
(This world isn’t that different from the one I came from.)
In my old world, slave overseers beat weaker slaves, and guards subtly threatened them, flexing their authority.
Realizing human nature’s ugliness was the same here, I figured I’d adapt quickly.
After a few news segments, a savory aroma wafted from Sojin and Sohye’s direction.
“Silian, dinner’s ready! Come eat!”
I rushed to the table, where the food’s mouthwatering smell hit me.
“Rice… braised short ribs…”
The table filled up with delicious-looking dishes, leaving no empty space.
My first proper meal in this world.
After 15-hour workdays eating just a single potato and watery gruel at the inn, I was beyond excited for this feast.
Once the utensils were set, we sat down and picked up our spoons.
“Let’s eat!”
Sojin and Sohye watched me with nervous expressions.
I gave a quick thanks for the meal and dug in.
“Mmm!”
The taste was so incredible, I couldn’t help but let out a sound of amazement. Crisp vegetables, tender meat it was perfection.
Even the vegetables I usually ate were irresistible, but my chopsticks kept gravitating toward the meat. Its flavor was divine.
“Wow, this is amazing. If you opened a restaurant in my old world, you’d be a hit.”
I meant every word. It was that good.
The two, who hadn’t touched their food yet, finally relaxed and smiled, starting to eat.
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Silian was still on the sofa, watching the television. Glancing at the window, I noticed the sun had set, and it was now dark outside.
The room was bright thanks to the ceiling lights.
Sojin, done with the dishes, approached Sian, who was still gathering information from the TV.
“Getting the hang of it?”
“Yeah. This world practically lives with dungeons, huh?”
Most news covered dungeons bursting and monsters roaming the streets or famous guilds clearing troublesome dungeons.
“Yep,” Sojin said. “For about 50 years, this world has been under siege by dungeons. Hunters mostly handle them.”
Sojin herself was likely a hunter, given our first meeting was in a dungeon.
Her swift movements sometimes startled me.
Curious, I asked, “Sojin, what’s your hunter rank?”
“Hm? Oh, I’m A-rank.”
I was stunned. A-rank? That was just below the top-tier S-rank hunters. The lowest rank was F.
“A-rank? That’s incredible. What rank were you when you first awakened?”
“B-rank. Guess I had some talent. I awakened as B-rank three years ago and climbed to A-rank.”
I was amazed. A-rank hunters were wildly popular.
“But why were you in a goblin dungeon if you’re A-rank?”
“Uh… well…”
Sojin hesitated, her lips moving as if struggling to explain. After a moment, she said, “Sorry, it’s hard to explain right now. I’ll tell you later.”
She gave an awkward smile, dodging the topic. There seemed to be a reason she couldn’t share.
“Alright, got it.”
“You should get some rest,” Sojin said. “Tomorrow’s the weekend, so we’ll get you an ID and a haircut. I know a great place.”
“Sounds good. Night, Sojin.”
Yawning, Sojin headed to her room. I wanted to sleep in my own room, but it was empty, so the sofa would have to do.
Turning off the lights, I lay flat on the sofa and closed my eyes.
But even after a few minutes, sleep wouldn’t come. The reason was clear: lust.
Dinner had been tough. My appetite had taken priority then, but now that it was satisfied, my libido was back in full force.
Honestly, I’d been this close to having sex with Sojin earlier, and one release wasn’t enough to calm me down. If we’d gone through with it, I could’ve gone ten rounds.
Staring at my persistent erection, I wondered if I’d have to sneak to the bathroom to take care of it on my first night here.
Then—
“Oppa… are you asleep?”
I hadn’t heard her approach, not even with my half-elf senses. Sohye had crept up silently.
(This is bad.)
Really bad. I’d just been fantasizing about Sojin, and I was already half-hard.
Worse, with no underwear, my erection was painfully obvious through the pants.
Should I pretend to be asleep? I closed my eyes, debating.
Even if I got up, there was no hiding it. And this was a gender role reverse world maybe it was fine?
So I kept pretending to sleep.
Then I felt something strange below.
Someone was blowing hot breath on my crotch. In my fully charged state, the sensation was unbearable.
“Haa… haa…”
Sohye’s heavy breathing accompanied her staring at my growing erection. She seemed excited.
“Oppa, you’re asleep, right…?”
Her voice was so soft, it was hard to tell if she was even asking me.
“This is wrong… I shouldn’t…”
Yet her hands started exploring my body, slowly brushing over my clothes, teasing me.
The sensation pushed me to full hardness.
Sohye, staring at my now rock-hard erection, grabbed the waistband of my pants and slowly pulled them down.
“You must be tired… really tired today, right? I’ll just… take a quick look. That’s okay, right?”
I was exhausted. It was my first day escaping that other world. Normally, I’d be passed out by now, but my libido was keeping me awake.
As she justified it to herself, Sohye slid my pants off completely, and a cool sensation hit me.
“Wow… it’s huge… ♡”
She gasped in awe at my size.
Her hand rested on my shaft, gently stroking it. At first, her touch was cautious, but as she felt it twitch, she grew bolder.
“Haa… oppa… ♡”
Her strokes, initially slow and gentle, became faster and firmer. You’d think she’d expect me to wake up from this.
I cracked my eyes open slightly to see her.
She wasn’t looking at my shaft she was staring at my face, smiling.
The moonlight illuminated her from behind, highlighting her seductive grin. Her eyes crinkled, lips curved upward without showing her teeth.
That smile told me everything.
(She knows I’m awake.)
A chill ran through me. The moonlight framed her beautiful face, and she didn’t stop stroking even though she knew I was awake.
“Haa… haa… ♡”
Was she even more excited knowing I wasn’t asleep? Her hand moved faster.
(I… I can’t hold back.)
The mounting sensation overwhelmed me, and I came.
*Spurt, spurt, spurt!*
*Plop, plop.*
“Wow… ♡”
In my heightened state, I came forcefully, covering her hands, face, clothes, and hair with my seed.
Basking in the afterglow, I heard her murmur, “This sweet smell… it was in unnie’s room…”
She sniffed my semen on her hand and licked it. My heart thudded.
(Why the hell does my cum smell sweet?)
I had no idea. But then I saw her face turn cold, and a wave of unease hit me.
Muttering, she said, “If unnie did it… then I can too…”
With that, she lifted one leg over me. Peeking through half-closed eyes, I saw her standing over my shaft.
Her C-cup breasts were perfectly teardrop-shaped, her waist tapered elegantly, and her hips flared out dramatically.
She’d already removed her lower clothing, completely bare below.
Kneeling over my shaft, she leaned forward, bringing her face close to mine.
“Oppa… you’re not asleep, are you?”
She whispered softly.
With my eyes closed, I couldn’t see, but her voice was thick with arousal.
“Oppa… you’re awake, aren’t you? If you keep pretending to sleep…”
She paused.
“I might just rape you… ♡”
My shaft twitched in shock at her words. That cute face saying rape?
How was I supposed to “wake up” now?
As I continued pretending, her seductive smile returned. She lowered her head, her fragrant hair brushing against me.
Then I felt a soft, firm sensation on my shaft.
It was her pussy, already dripping wet.
Instead of inserting, she pressed my shaft down and began rubbing her pussy against it.
The slickness of her fluids, the softness of her flesh, and the subtle touch of her clit overwhelmed me.
*Schlick, schlick.*
“Haa… oppa… you hear that? My pussy’s going to eat your cock… ♡”
She let go of my shaft, pressing her pussy fully against it, coating my stomach with her fluids.
I kept my eyes closed, desperately pretending to sleep.
She seemed to enjoy my twitching expression, letting out moans openly now.
*Schlick, schlick.*
“Hnn… hah… ♡ Oppa, why are you so cute? Are you looking forward to me eating you up?”
“You’re such a pervert… ♡”
(Ugh…)
Her last words were whispered right into my ear—my sensitive elf ear. I nearly moaned, forgetting I was pretending to sleep.
*Schlick, schlick.*
The sound of her pussy rubbing against my shaft filled the quiet room.
“Hehe… haa… ♡”
Her moans grew more intense as she slid along my shaft, then suddenly lifted herself to hover over the tip.
My shaft sprang upright, aimed directly at her pussy.
It brushed along her lips, and then—
*Squeeze.*
I felt my tip being engulfed by her entrance.
“Hnn… hngh… oppa… Sian-oppa… ♡”
The dizzying sensation of just my tip inside her was overwhelming. What would it feel like to go all the way? Would my sanity hold?
As I grappled with that thought—
“Hah… sorry, oppa… I can’t hold back anymore… ♡”
She dropped her hips.
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