FFF Class Femme Hunter 15

Chapter 15 – Level 3 – Too Scary (7)

“What?”

I woke up with the sound of a book falling to the floor.
I must have slept for a while.
By the way, when did I get off work?

“Something is hazy in my memory these days.”

Is it because of the stress of not being able to raise my talents to level 8 lately?
I thought about that while fiddling with my chest, which was still in place thanks to the lack of level of attributes.
Well, it’s already been half a year since I was blocked by the wall.
It was true that I was terrified at the thought that I might not be able to become an A-rank like this.

“Huh?”

Even the title of the book that had just fallen off the desk was the first time I had seen it.
And for some reason, I was concerned about the fact that it was impossible to purchase under the age of 19.

“You still love me?”

Did I buy this book?
Of course, I read romance comics or novels from time to time, but I think I’m seeing this for the first time.
Have you forgotten that you bought a book because your memory has been going back and forth lately?

“Most things have cause and effect…”

As I opened the book out of curiosity and read the story, a different world seemed to be drawn before my eyes.
The story of a sickly man and a woman who fell in love with him.
At first, I wondered why it was uncomfortable to have a male lead.

Because men are a cursed species conceived as a punishment for not living a good life.
I knew that, so it bothered me that it was not a love story between two women, but a man.

“Uh, uh…”

However, as the story progresses, the love between the two deepens, and in the part where they kiss for the first time in a long time, I thought it was a pretty love, but I heard it a little.
But after that, the man’s physical condition continued to deteriorate.
Before I knew it, the dissatisfaction caused by the man’s health condition was swallowed up most of the emotions rather than the feeling that one person was uncomfortable because he was a man.

Why not give them a happy ending?
That alone lingered in my mind, sympathizing with their predestined sadness and present happiness.
The short happiness is short-lived, and eventually the man is discharged with a final sentence of death.
This is because life-sustaining treatment has lost its meaning.

“No, Mr. Lee.”

Tears burst out at the sad scene drawn as if watching a movie.
It was the first time I realized that I was someone who could relate to a love story between a man and a woman.
Well, just because a man was born with sin, he may not have done anything wrong.
Even if there is, if you don’t remember, is the man really at fault?

It felt like problems I had always taken lightly were pouring out.
A woman who goes into a dungeon with weak characteristics to earn money for a man’s treatment and comes back injured.
And a man who tells such a woman that please don’t get hurt, that she’d rather give up her own treatment.
My head got complicated, probably because of the beautiful love between the two.

“Uh?”

No wait what?
What to do after a kiss?
No, after the kiss, was there anything more to do with the people you love?

“What’s that weird moan…?”

I read the story, focusing on the words I had never seen before.
A man and a woman were kissing and making love, and suddenly began to take off their clothes and shared an act they had never seen before.
A man lovingly caressing a woman’s body here and there?
What is caress?

‘Is it like a massage?’

Anyway, each time her body blended like that, the woman let out a happy groan and hugged the man.
Moaning is a sound made from pain, but how can it be happy?
I felt there was something I didn’t know.
Is there a special setting in this work?

At any rate, as they mixed their bodies together, it was said that the woman’s cunt was wet with gooey juice and the man’s cock grew.
What is the love juice, and why does the penis get bigger?
I was curious, but I was curious about the next content, so I continued reading.

“Heeek?”

Putting that big cock in your pussy?
A pussy is a place to pee.
It was something I had never thought of putting something in there on the contrary.

Regardless of my embarrassment, the two happily proceeded with the act, and in the end, they said that semen was packed in the womb inside the pussy.
Was a man’s cock capable of stuff like that besides peeing?
No, and other than the baby coming out of the womb, what can you put in that way?

“Me too. I’m too immersed. Since it’s a novel, I guess it’s just a novel setting.”

And soon, the woman becomes pregnant with the man’s child through the semen.
The man eventually passed away due to a serious illness, and the woman who survived alone remembers him while raising his child.
Does that mean that the man’s child was conceived by the woman?

“Ha, fantasy these days is like this.”

It was expressed so realistically that I doubted that such a thing actually existed.
So, without much thought, I searched the internet for pregnancy.
It was because I wondered if this kind of fantasy setting was standardized.

“Weird?”

But something was strange.
Naturally, the description of the pregnancy would have meant that if a woman desperately wanted a child, she would give a girl child to a good person and a boy child to a bad person.
However, no matter how you look at it, the explanation in the encyclopedia was similar to the content of the novel you just read.

I roamed the Internet wondering if this encyclopedia had incorrect information, but few people said what I was thinking.
In most of them, it was said that a baby was created with a 50% chance of a male and female being determined through ‘sex’ like in the novel.
And there was an explanation that could only be found in a romantic novel, saying that the child was created from a mixture of a man and a woman who had sex.

“Is this for real?”

It felt like a hard blow to the head.
I thought it was common sense, so I really didn’t have a single doubt. What’s going on?

I came out to the living room to get a drink of water.
It was only after I drank the water from the water purifier at once that I felt a little clearer…

“Ugh?”

Suddenly, a tingling sensation passed through my head, as if something had penetrated my head.
And for some reason, memories that I hadn’t been able to remember until just now began to come up little by little.

The male manager who bullied me for being annoying.
Was your name Park Eun-hyuk?
It was a memory of me meeting him on the rooftop.

“Uh?”

I thought it was a normal thing up to that point, but after a while my memory was cut off and I was naked before I knew it.
Park Eun-hyeok began to caress my body carefully.
I thought it looked similar to the caress I had just read in a novel.
I didn’t stop him from doing something that I must have disliked, and I burst out moaning and feeling a little pleasure.

Moaning is not because it hurts, but even when it makes me feel better, it’s meant to be me.
So the girl in the novel mingled with the boy and burst into her moaning.
Even as she realized that fact, it felt like her face turned red from the fact that I was already wearing that look instead of the girl.

“I said that?”

I didn’t remember it perfectly.
However, whenever Park Eun-hyuk smiled, said something to me, or touched me, the memory of happy feelings welled up in my mind.
What is this?

“Flaw?”

Even as in the novel, Park Eun-hyuk’s cock entered my pussy, and as the act passed, happy memories were hitting my brain.
What? What is it?
Why did you forget that this happened?

“Huh!?”

Even now, the bubbling euphoria I felt when his semen poured into my womb disturbed my brain.
What is this pleasure?
Why am I doing that with him in the first place?
If you look at it in the novel, is it an act you do with someone you love?

And as time passed, the next day we started doing the same thing.
But I was used to accepting his cock.
I became more and more active, even coveting his body on my side.

Sometimes Eunhyuk Park takes a picture of me and shows it to me, and in that picture I was so happy that my eyes melted.
No, that was something I could tell without looking at the picture.
It was because the pleasure and happiness of that moment were all recorded in my mind.

“Key, kiss?”

This was the memory that made everything decisive.
Even if I didn’t know what sex was, I knew that kissing was something you do with someone you love.
However, in my memory, I was kissing Park Eun-hyuk and I felt a sense of being really happy.

Even after that, I had memories of having a relationship with him once again, but I was already beginning to be convinced with the previous memories.
In my memory, I loved Park Eun-hyuk.
Then why is this memory so full of ambiguous things?

“I’ve been having strange memories lately…”

Since when did I start to like him, and when did I have a relationship with him to the point of doing that?
Nothing came to mind
But one thing is for sure: I loved him, and I was happy kissing him and making babies.

“I-I was also in love like that.”

I often read romance novels that deal with love.
When I read such a novel, there were many days when I thought that I would like to have such a deep love.
Of course, I read it with the same thoughts today as well.

But the truth is that I already had that kind of love.
We were happy with each other’s gestures while mixing our bodies and even making a baby.
How happy those memories were, each one was imprinted in my brain enough to make my body tremble.

“Ha ha♡”

As soon as I realized all the memories, just thinking about him made my body tremble.
Is this the feeling of being in love?
If that’s the case, I think I can definitely understand why the people in the novel are crazy about love.

Yes, yes

“It feels so good.”

I sat down on the floor and started touching myself.
He must have touched this place in my memory.
I retrace each of his touches with my own hands and ruminate on the traces of love he left for me.

“Ah, this♡ is weird♡”

Imagining he was touching me, I felt so good that his head was dizzy even though I was just touching him instead.
The floating sensation continued little by little, and it felt like my body was twisting.
And at that moment I realized that my cunt was wet.

“Huh♡ This place is so ♡ wet…”

Recalling the memory of him inserting his cock into my cunt, he jabbed his fingers inside my cunt.
But it was also lacking.
That’s not enough.
Even though it’s different from his, it’s so different.

“Can I help you?”

It was at that moment that he seemed to hear his voice.
Of course it can’t be
Because this is the house where I live alone.

“Yeah♡ I love you, so stick your dick in here♡”

But even if no one is there, isn’t it worth talking about?
If this is a dream, he might actually show up and mix with me, right?
At that moment, I felt the sensation of a cock pounding on my stomach.

“Hick? Heehee♡”

It seemed that my brain had turned white.
The cock of the person I love.
His cock was certain.

Send love to me just by knocking.
I’m lost in happiness with just that and wander in the clouds.
This, this is true love

“How ♡ I love you ♡”
“Oh, yes, bitch.”

Ah, I’m happy♡