Chapter 26 – 26. Beginning Thoughts
I looked at the woman who was still sleeping due to her sleep skills.
I stared at the woman blankly for a while and then slapped her. Very hard.
Mate!
“Ugh.”
I can feel the light hitting sound and the woman squirming.
Mate!
“Queunnng.”
When I hit him hard on the cheek again, he squirmed again.
It doesn’t happen very often.
Mate!
“Ugh!”
Mate!
“It hurts!”
Mate!
“It hurts!!”
Mate!
“I’m sorry… It hurts… Please don’t hit me… Hehe.”
“Don’t cry because it’s noisy.”
The woman has finally become a little quieter.
“Tell me about the Chinese dog.”
“Jjang… Yo. Which one?”
“The total number of people, the hideout, the reason why I fought with you. It’s everything.”
“Those guys… Are international students. They’re the ones who used to go to our school… I don’t know the numbers. Anyway, there are a lot of them. I don’t even know the exact hideout. They suddenly came back to school. So they attacked us and we stopped them…” 〈 Br〉
“Are you a victim?”
“Yes! Those bastards are cruel! A lot of us died from those bastards, and on top of that…”
“It’s okay. It looks the same to me.”
I put the woman to sleep.
Although I really hate Jjanggae, the world has become like this, so I wonder who is the victim and who is the perpetrator.
Moreover, if you look at the way the crazy women are made, they are all the same.
No… There is no need to think like this.
I feel like I’ve become softer these days.
Saving Seohyun’s life in high school, or saving Dabin’s life earlier.
Let someone live and kill someone, find the reason, and who is right…
Do I deserve it?
Well, have you lived like that until now?
It’s clear that Yeji and Minji have made me feel empty. There is no reason to keep it alive.
Closed the sleeping woman’s mouth with tape and carried her to her bed.
And took off her jeans. However, jeans are too tight and hard to take off.
Fuck… You wore this well. How did she wear it?
When I took off my pants, my fleshy lower body was revealed.
What should I say… Should I say that it has enough flesh to not be unpleasant to look at?
It’s amazing that the lower abdomen is proportionate, the thighs are soft, and the calves and ankles are thin.
Six virtues? No, it’s not something that can be considered six virtues, plump? No, it’s not even considered chubby.
Let’s just call it average. Fairly decent average.
After finishing viewing the lower body, I slowly pulled down my panties, revealing my unkempt pubic hair.
Oh my. It’s completely a jungle. It’s a jungle.
He walked between the woman’s legs and touched her pubic hair with his thumb.
A rough yet erotic feeling.
He swept her hand up and lifted the cotton tee.
A cotton t-shirt rolled up between the open fleece, and breasts wrapped in a bra.
When I took out the scissors and cut the center of the bra, my gathered breasts swung and spread from side to side.
It’s nice to see that your breasts are bigger than expected.
What I felt while living in this ruined world was that all the ugly and fat women were already dead.
Because there is no one to protect you. However, it is not an easy world to live in alone.
It’s been like this for a while now, so it’s really not easy to find women like that.
Old people, the helpless, the elderly, children, unattractive women… Everything.
In the end, the women who are still alive are women who were treated well when the world was normal.
It’s like surviving in this damn world with your own body.
They wouldn’t have been much different.
Six men and one woman? I must have been a recipient of men’s semen all week long. I’m glad I can rest on Sunday.
He put his hand on the woman’s chest.
The cleavage and bottom were a little sticky, but maybe because it was a cold day, it was okay.
When I uncovered her breasts, the sweat dried, and it seemed to have become soft.
You can see the skin sticking up on her chest.
After massaging her breasts quite a bit, her nipples are convex and protruding. It’s always amazing and sexy.
Since the purpose was to wet the vagina, I didn’t necessarily want to take the protruding nipple into my mouth.
Just touching, pinching and twisting.
“Mmm.”
Familiar reaction, familiar development.
Sleeping women’s pussies get wet just by touching their breasts.
I’m so glad, it feels good to touch it, but I’m also ready to put it in.
I took off my pants and took out my fully enlarged dick.
I message my breasts with one hand, hold my cock with the other hand, and rub the glans against my wet pussy.
I felt the slippery, shiny pussy mixed with Cooper’s juices and pushed it inside her, and the warm woman’s body wrapped around my dick.
A good feeling anytime.
A pleasure that only warm flesh can give.
An act that leaves only pleasure without the need to please a woman or worry about climax.
There is no opposition, no resistance, no rejection.
But there are moans.
“Ugh. Ugh.”
Although it is not a vivid moan, the moan that comes out of my slightly open mouth every time I shake my waist is enough to feel a thrill.
A woman who wakes up is tired. No, it’s good sometimes.
I’m concentrating on shaking my waist while thinking about trash.
The matrix is scratchy and his knees are chafing, but he can’t afford to worry about that.
Just focus on the satisfying pleasure felt from your dick.
A feeling of satisfaction that cannot be compared to masturbation rises and the climax approaches. But I will endure it a little longer.
The cock being rubbed becomes hot and sensitive, and each time it passes inside the woman’s body, greater pleasure comes.
“Ugh.”
Perhaps it was because it had been a while since I cummed so violently that it made a sound.
Instead of shooting it all at once, he jerked it several times and the semen flowed out as he pulled the dick out.
I could see the semen flowing from the pussy falling into the matrix and slightly pooling.
“Ugh.”
Why doesn’t a man like seeing his own semen? Is it just me?
I picked up the woman’s panties and wiped my dick.
I randomly threw it at the woman and picked up the machete first without even wearing pants.
I think the sight of me killing a woman without any clothes on, shaking my dick, must be really crazy.
[6,767 coins were obtained.]
It’s amazing. In a group like this with many men and few women, women usually have a lot of coins.
You could call it a survival instinct or a habit.
Or it could be something clever.
Only then did I put on my panties and pants and look around.
You’re not leaving anything behind, right?
Even I feel like my appearance is not normal as it is hard to see him as a person who raped and killed a woman.
But this isn’t that unusual, right?
In a world that has gone crazy, people who are not crazy are abnormal?
Even if the body had been left behind when killed, wouldn’t it have been this bad?
Probably not. Maybe the guilt was greater?
I don’t know who made this, but I think it’s really clever.
Are there any other ways to remove guilt from a person’s mind?
I came out of the dormitory.
I moved quietly out of fear that there might be others left, but the dormitory was quiet and there was no sign of anything.
Are you saying that the school is infested with Chinese dogs? So Dabin was also attacked?
Hmm… Did she get out of school well?
Or not… Is she following me?
I don’t think that’s possible.
She climbed over the wall and entered the dormitory earlier, so I don’t think she could have followed us there.
First, I headed to the place where I could see the entrance to the dormitory.
If there was someone watching… It looks like around here.
Hey, I don’t know. Let’s not worry about dormitories anymore.
I’ll have to go to the school and see if there are anymore.
If you can reduce it, reduce it, and if you can’t, you should jump right in.
I came to the central library, but there was no sign.
Even though I carefully walked up and searched through the reading rooms and data rooms, there was no sign of anyone having visited.
All I can see is white dust and the footprints I made when I just came in.
Well, these guys who didn’t go to the library often even when they were in school are now like this. Will they come to the library now?
When I came out and headed towards the College of Humanities, I saw the International Education Center in the distance.
Because it’s an international education center… I think it’s there.
Those bastards will also use a familiar place as a hideout.
The problem is that I’ve never been there.
I only know what it does, but I’ve never had to go there.
Having to go to a place where you don’t know how many people there will be or what it looks like… It’s a bit like that.
As I got closer to the building, I realized I was right.
Noisy noise. When will those bastards become quiet?
I turned as squarely as possible and headed toward the sound.
A loud and unpleasant sound. There’s no way to know what they’re talking about, so they can’t get any information.
As I went towards where I saw them, I heard a strange sound.
The sound of a woman panting?
When I gently stuck my head out and looked, it was truly a sight to behold.
Inside the lobby, where all the glass was broken, there were about ten men standing and five men kneeling.
And on one side, a man was having sex with a woman.
No, you can’t call that sex. Anyone can see that it’s rape.
The size was roughly determined.
It probably feels similar to a dormitory. A group of many men and one woman were overpowered by the bullies standing over there.
However… Why are you guys so mean? Three people when Dabin saves them. Were there seven in the dorm? I’ve already killed ten people.
There are eleven more people here.
Moreover, they are all men.
Aren’t they the same group? I don’t think that’s possible.
The woman had a terrible expression on her face as she was being assaulted by the dog, and the men kneeling did not move at all.
Hmm… Anyway, it’s not a very good situation. I feel like I’m being invaded by some bastards.
I have no intention of saving either of them, but I can’t help but hate Jjanggae more.
There are too many numbers, so I need to reduce them a bit.
I’ve been thinking about something like this for times like this, and I’ll give it a try. I don’t know if it will work out or not, but as long as I don’t get caught, right?
