EFME 117

“Then Jihyun noona should sit here….”

“Oh, I’m fine. My stamina stat is probably two stages higher than yours, isn’t it? You’re tired, bit by bit.”

In the end, Sunyul decided to sit on the sofa.

The others also sat down on the ground appropriately. Since they sat with the waterproof tarp spread out, everyone didn’t look all that uncomfortable.

[Using the skill ‘Fountain of Recovery’.]

As Saebyeok used his skill, minor wounds and fatigue could be felt recovering little by little. Although [Fountain of Recovery] had a limited range and took time for the effect to activate, it wasn’t an A-class skill for nothing, as its effectiveness was remarkably good.

Bada pulled out beef jerky from his inventory and handed them out one by one.

“Let’s eat something while we go.”

Sunyul received the beef jerky and stared blankly at it for a moment. Coming out of the inventory meant that it was capable of being itemized. And being capable of being itemized meant… that it was an ingredient originating from a dungeon.

Sunyul decided not to think deeply. At any rate, the beef jerky was delicious. While chewing heavily on the beef jerky and mulling over his thoughts as well, Muyoung opened his mouth.

“The dungeon difficulty is certainly high.”

“Right. We caught it easily because there are three S-classes and even an EX-class, but it would be tough with just one or two S-classes entering. Besides, the boss monster will be even stronger, won’t it?”

Bada grumbled.

“Even if we clear this safely, I’m worried about the next raid.”

“A method will present itself again then.”

“It will.”

Yoonjae spoke seriously. Of course, Yoonjae likely hadn’t spoken with absolute certainty either, though.

“The atmosphere is heavy, isn’t it? For now, we’re clearing it successfully at least. Right, Sunyul?”

Saebyeok, who had been listening quietly, spoke with deliberate lightness as he pulled Sunyul into the conversation. Sunyul nodded his head. At that, Bada glared at Saebyeok.

“Why do you keep acting so close with Sunyul?”

“I act close because we are close. Right?”

“Mhm.”

As Sunyul gave an ambiguous reply, Bada rolled his eyes, as if something displeased him so much.

Muyoung watched that and then stood up from his spot.

“Let’s get going.”

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As if the girl doll had indeed been the mid-boss monster, no monsters stronger than it appeared after that.

Including a blonde doll entangled in a ghost story that it would return even if thrown away, and a black-haired Japanese doll, once they smoothly gathered four dolls, the ground that had been a toxic zone transformed into ordinary earth.

Stepping down and treading on the ground, they searched for the incinerator. The incinerator was located at the edge of the apartment complex, a place isolated by a makeshift wall. Only the chimney of the incinerator broke through the roof and towered above it.

The group put the four dolls into the incinerator and burned them just like that.

“Ugh, the smell.”

A terrible odor wafted out. Everyone covered their noses and mouths, but at a certain moment, the smell cut off abruptly like a lie.

And then, a faint light began to hover around the incinerator.

“It’s a safe zone.”

“Like the place with the temple in Seonyudo Dungeon before, Mr. Muyoung?”

“That’s right. Ha, we survived for now.”

Sunyul looked around the surroundings. Darkness had settled in before anyone noticed, even though the surroundings had been bright right when they entered.

“We rest here for now. The break time is until dawn breaks.”

“Yeah, the dark is dangerous….”

Everyone agreed with Muyoung’s words. Muyoung looked across the group unpacking their gear and then turned back to Sunyul.

“Lim Sunyul.”

“Yes.”

“Defend the surroundings one more time with Sanctuary Declaration. Just as much as this safe zone.”

After confirming the range of the safe zone, Sunyul returned and used his skill.

“It’s done.”

“Right. Then pitch the tents and prepare the meal.”

Bada and Yoonjae were making a temporary hearth. Jihyun and Saebyeok began to fetch what could be used as wooden firewood from somewhere. Sunyul was caught by Muyoung and peeled the skin of a potato-like crop originating from the dungeon.

And Muyoung grabbed the pot.

“Are you cooking directly yourself, Mr. Muyoung?”

“With this lineup, it’s better that I do it.”

It seemed everyone couldn’t cook at all. Considering there was no rice, Muyoung seasoned it more blandly than usual, and as skewered and grilled meat was added to the stew and side dishes Muyoung made, a plausible meal was completed.

“It’s delicious!”

“Eat a lot. You should eat well when things are tough.”

Of course, Sunyul didn’t consume calories to move, but there was a matter of mood. Sunyul nodded his head.

Finishing the meal, the cleanup was also over in an instant. Instead of talking at length, everyone went inside quickly to seek sleep in preparation for tomorrow.

Sunyul also finished his preparations for sleeping and went into his tent. Just as he crawled into his sleeping bag and was about to seek sleep just like that, someone knocked on the tent.

Suddenly, Sunyul recalled a real tent he had seen a while ago. That was a very flimsy tent made of cloth. Compared to that, the dungeon tent was closer to a prefabricated house made of small rectangular wooden planks.

At any rate, Sunyul heard that sound and opened the door for him.

“Guild Master?”

“May I come in.”

“Of course!”

Happy that Muyoung had visited for some reason, Sunyul quickly let him inside. Muyoung, who had come inside, had a serious face.

“Did you see something strange again when entering the dungeon?”

“Ah… yes.”

He had hoped Muyoung wouldn’t know, but it seemed Yoonjae had told him. Remembering it again pointlessly, Sunyul shuddered.

“…Did I ask for no reason.”

“It’s fine. I feel perfectly normal right now.”

“You’re shaking, though.”

“….”

Failing to deny it, Sunyul bit his lip, then looked at Muyoung with a helpless face.

“It’s a bit strange….”

“What is.”

“Before, I was just… fearful without any rhyme or reason, but this time, something resembling me appeared. And then it kept accusing me… resenting me, saying it was the dregs I had thrown away and left behind, so… should I say it’s a bit more, specifically, fearful.”

“You’re not shaken by those words, are you.”

“….”

“Lim Sunyul.”

At the stern voice, Sunyul flinched and then avoided his gaze.

“Because I have no memory… I don’t know, you see. I might have truly thrown it away.”

“Ignore it.”

“But….”

“There’s no need to listen to everything other people say. Are you going to listen even to the words of something unidentified like that? There’s no end to it once you start doing that.”

Muyoung spoke so easily. However, the reason his words didn’t sound light was probably because Muyoung was a person who kept all of his words.

Sunyul wanted to resemble that kind of Muyoung. Unable to show a weak appearance in front of the person he wanted to resemble, Sunyul dropped his head.

“That’s… true, but still.”

“Listen to my words instead. Don’t believe it.”

At Muyoung’s firm words, Sunyul nodded his head as if possessed.

“…Yes.”

“Right, good boy.”

Whispering softly, Muyoung pulled Sunyul to him. And as if it were a reward, he pressed his lips against his and kissed him just like that. Sunyul clung to Muyoung and let out a low groan.

After a brief kiss ended, Muyoung pulled away. Sunyul looked at Muyoung with lingering eyes.

“Is that… the end?”

“Of course.”

“Just….”

“Do you want to do more?”

“…Yes.”

“Endure it.”

“….”

“It’s a joke.”

Suppressing his laughter, Muyoung reached out his hand to Sunyul. Muyoung, who unfastened the front of Sunyul’s pants, pulled out and gripped Sunyul’s penis.

“It’s a bit much to do it in earnest…. Be satisfied with this much.”

In fact, he hadn’t expected Muyoung to go this far… Sunyul felt embarrassed by this situation where he was the only one with his pants down, but at the same time, it felt so good that he twitched, at a loss for what to do.

“Ngh, ah….”

The thing that had hardened in an instant inside Muyoung’s hand soon spilled fluid drop by drop. Having it done from behind was good, but having the front touched was no less good than that.

The rough, hard hand pulled out pleasure heavily, adjusting the force somewhat strongly yet so it wouldn’t be excessively painful. Sunyul was at a loss for what to do, swept away by Muyoung’s touch. His toes kept curling up.

“Ah, hngh, Guild, Master….”

“What.”

“I think I’m going to… cum.”

At the words Sunyul spoke with difficulty, Muyoung kissed his cheek as if praising him. And then, he pulled something out and wrapped it around the tip of the penis. A soft sensation enveloped the penis and tightened moderately.

“Cum.”

Muyoung stroked Sunyul’s penis a few more times with his hand. Sunyul groaned while clutching the hem of Muyoung’s clothes, and eventually ejaculated just like that.

“Ah, hngh!”

Along with a pleasant sense of satisfaction, a languidness washed over him. As Sunyul’s body went limp, Muyoung naturally caught him. Sunyul suddenly cast his gaze at the handkerchief Muyoung had used.

“Why are you using a different handkerchief?”

“To tell you to use your handkerchief to wipe away semen?”

Sunyul pondered what would be better, then just shut his mouth. It was a problem where an answer didn’t come easily.

Muyoung returned Sunyul’s clothes to how they originally were and then stood up from his spot.

“Rest then.”

“What about you, Guild Master?”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re hard, though.”

“I said I’m fine.”

Sunyul hung his head with a sullen face. It was that pitiful face that made Muyoung’s heart weaken every time, and that ultimately made him grant everything.

“…Sigh.”

In the end, Muyoung sat down in his spot again.

“Do as you please.”

It wasn’t anything grand, and since he said he wanted to touch his cock, there was no reason to forbid him from touching it either.

Sunyul immediately took a spot and sat right next to Muyoung. And he pulled out Muyoung’s penis. It was still absurdly large.

Sunyul touched Muyoung’s penis carefully. There was no particular reaction from Muyoung. Rather than this… he thought touching it strongly was preferred. As he touched it while recalling what Muyoung had done, a reaction comes little by little.

However, there is no change in Muyoung’s expression. Sunyul liked the expression when Muyoung felt pleasure. What a joy it was when that usual expressionless face became flushed and distorted with pleasure because of Sunyul.

He wanted to see that.

Reflecting on his experiences up until now, Sunyul fell into deep thought. How he could shake Muyoung a bit more.

Doing it with his hand was good, but wouldn’t using his tongue be better? Since being licked felt better than when Muyoung simply touched him.

And in the first place, because that felt good, they probably did things like fellatio even if it was difficult, right? Sunyul reached a conclusion by combining even the knowledge that had returned to him.

Sunyul gauged the thickness of the stiffly erect penis. It was tremendous. It was tremendous, but… at this rate, if he opened his mouth wide, wouldn’t it be manageable to fit inside?