Chapter 225 – 24. Who Goes First?
“Come on, hurry.”
“…”
Eunha sighed and placed the tablet she was holding on the desk and spread her arms. At the same time, she showed off her full-body pussy-like sense specializing in the armpits and ripped off the armpits of her top to expose her bare skin.
After all, humans are evolving creatures! The stiff Eunha had been with me all along, so she became an assistant. It is a very proud moment.
– Enter.
But at that time, Eunha and I received a sudden visit from an uninvited guest.
The person who opened the door and appeared with the usual grumpy face was none other than our Mr. Shin Seo-yul.
Even as she watched Eunha Oh’s lewd behavior, her eyes did not change at all. She walked over and grabbed the tablet placed on her desk.
“Eunha, please leave now.”
“Oh, yes.”
“Huh?”
Suddenly what?
“Then, Mr. President, I will leave.”
“…”
Due to Seoyul’s rude command, Eunha lowered her arms and left the room with a simple greeting. It was a quick movement, as if she wanted everything at this time.
When I looked at Seoyul with wide eyes, asking what I was doing, she widened her eyes and held out her tablet to me. The screen hasn’t even turned on yet, it’s just a blank screen. Eunha did everything when she saw it in the first place, so why are you showing this to me?
“I don’t do what the bastard Fuhrer tells me to do. Tsk tsk.”
“I was doing it. “I was receiving reports.”
“Is exposing your subordinates’ armpits and flirting with them part of your work?”
“Anyway, what’s going on all of a sudden?”
“Anyway, if it’s unfavorable, change the topic.”
My older sister glanced at me and took back the tablet she had held out to me and turned on the screen. And then she does something, it seems like she connects to a database that she has.
“Look at this.”
“This?”
“This is a video sent by Damocles.”
“Oh.”
The imperial palace of the Sung Empire is completely destroyed after receiving a huge bombing raid. It was quite a sight to see that gorgeous, huge building collapsing helplessly. The person involved will be very upset.
“There were no defense items or equivalent technologies that we were concerned about. Everyone was hit and destroyed just as Damocles shot.”
“Then it’s a one-tool attack?”
“It’s a town with little science and technology. Fortunately, that strange bitch was shooting energy waves or something, so it kept sinking.”
“I’m sure he didn’t die in this shelling, right?”
“That’s not it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a golden light shot out from the collapsed imperial palace. This is the energy wave that killed 50,000 Shinhwa owners, including my sister Seoyul, and even destroyed Damocles countless times.
As expected, the video cut off after the beam of light exploded. It is said that it was sunk here.
“It looks like everyone else is pretty far behind, but that damn bitch is alive and well.”
“I see. When I look at it, it doesn’t look like there are any wounds.”
There was not a single flaw on her face, as seen through magnification. The same goes for her body. Her clothes were extremely torn and showing, but she didn’t have a single scratch on them.
Damocles is a Myth+ mount, and the fact that he doesn’t suffer any damage even after being hit by a Myth+ level attack means that his body itself is ridiculously strong, regardless of whether it is an item or not.
“I wonder if there is a bitch like this, not just Superman. Isn’t this at least space level? That makes sense.”
“Hmm.”
“Honestly, that’s my hope, and if you look at it theoretically, it should be considered a higher level. It’s difficult for you and me to survive all the bombings from Damocles. And without defense.”
“What is it really? This damn event.”
“I don’t know, fuck. “I guess you are the culprit.”
“…”
So is there really no answer other than raising the skill level?
I tried to edit something like a rail gun to make it a really strong weapon, but I wonder if that has any meaning.
Operation Infinite Dormammu worked, but it was too slow.
“Hey, and don’t you think that some fundamental measures are needed?”
“A fundamental measure?”
“How can I get over it this time? But in the meantime, you will become stronger again. To put it bluntly, if your skills reach a space level, I don’t know what kind of shitty event will pop up then, but there is no answer to this.”
“That… Right? But that doesn’t mean there’s nothing else you can do. “What can we do other than improving our skills?”
“Well, I don’t know either.”
“…”
What.
“Anyway, think about it. Is there a way to fundamentally solve something? If you think about it, it’s a hell of a life, isn’t it? Even if it weren’t for you, hardships that match the world average would have continued to arise, and then the weak would continue to face shitty situations as they were weak, and the strong would continue to face shitty situations as they did. But you have a unique skill, so if you do well, you might be able to break that bondage.”
“You mean like editing the system?”
“Huh. Your skill’s final grade is chaos, right? I think that’s the final one. In fact, it’s a skill like an editor, but it has to be the final level, right?”
That sounds quite plausible.
Actually, I think the potential grade of my skill is the final grade.
The grade names are cool too. Usually, confusing names are given to the highest level.
“And you are also someone from another world. When you lay it out like this, isn’t it just the protagonist’s narrative? The main character, who was reincarnated into a different world with special abilities, breaks the unreasonable bonds of this world with that special ability.”
“I see.”
“Cheer up. The fate of this world depends on you.”
“So, are you playing the role of a nuisance heroine?”
“What? “Why am I such a nuisance?”
“Usually heroines are a nuisance, right?”
“It’s damn true. If you have time to talk nonsense, come up with a plan. Or editing. What are you going to make with the railgun?”
Tick, tick, tick.
“Of course we will make it, and we will do it properly. But sister, do you know what? “My sister is currently committing a huge sin.”
“What is it again?”
“Eunha was receiving some kind of disciplinary action? But because my older sister intervened, the disciplinary action was canceled. “It’s because of my sister, so she has to take responsibility.”
“Fuck the stars.”
My older sister glanced at me with a questioning look and began to take off her clothes very proudly.
Even though I was taking off my clothes in front of a man, I didn’t feel any shame. I couldn’t see any shame even after washing my eyes and looking for it.
However, casually exposing one’s body like this does not constitute disciplinary action. When it comes to discipline, negative emotions should be the main focus!
Since Seoyul is a pussy girl, it can only be considered punishment if you fuck her from behind.
“I can see so clearly what you’re thinking.”
My sister seems to be able to guess what I’m thinking just by looking at my facial expressions. He clicked his tongue as if to say something, put his hand on the wall and stuck his butt out, and it seemed like he knew what I wanted.
But. I think I’m a bit simple.
It seems like things are getting more and more annoying. I’m sure the NPCs are manipulating me. Like my sister said, whether I break the chain or do something else, I need to find a fundamental solution.
“I can’t understand why you want to pierce a woman’s hole instead of a pussy that is clearly meant to be pierced.”
“I think I’ve already heard that word 100 times from my sister.”
I took out my dick.
Work is work, and discipline is discipline.
When an atmosphere like this is created, it is good manners(?) To go with the flow.
Kuuk.
I grabbed the buttocks that were showing off their plump presence, spread them open, and jabbed the glans head into my older sister’s hole dedicated to discipline.
When inserting it into a hole, it is common to grab the penis with your hand and push it in, but if you have enough erection power, it is possible to insert it without using your hand, just by using your waist strength.
Phew!
Just like now!!
“Seed… Foot… !”
“Oh.”
When I gave strength to my waist and bounced, my sister’s anus was pierced. Thanks to the tremendous tightness and repulsion, and the feeling of a barrier that was tightly adhered without a single gap, all my attention was focused on the lower half of my body.
To be honest, it hurts a bit when I go back and forth in this condition, but I guess I can say that it’s good as is. It’s not at the level of a majo like my older sister, but it feels like I’m being forced to commit something, so it’s a sensation worth enjoying as a delicacy.
“Do you like it? Are you okay?”
My sister asked in a slightly sharp voice. She still didn’t seem to feel any backwards.
“Yes. Great. “Sister.”
“Huh… Then, hurry up and get it over with.”
“You’re not going to finish it?”
What? While doing this, I leaned closer to my older sister who was looking back and started shaking her waist. The pleasure of meeting the soft buttocks and probing the soft hole at will combined with the excitement slowly starting to spread to my head.
Now, putting aside justifications such as punishment, only the essential desire to enjoy Seoyul’s body remains, shaking her waist.
“Baby, discipline,”
My older sister was pounding into me and saying something meaningless.
I think it’s something like, why focus on having fun when you say it’s punishment?
I know and my sister knows that it’s really useless logic, but it’s a kind of verification process. In the end, it’s about pointing out the obvious fact that we all do it because we like each other.
