Chapter 25. I Entered the Hardcore Section Again

— You’re Lian Mora. Right?

— Can I really go back?

— Let go! I said let go! You fraud!

In a dream where human figures appeared blurry, Rosé listened to voices ringing loudly. The voices, filled with anger and resentment, attacked someone.

Opposite the voice stood a man who looked pitiful. Unlike the angry voice, he countered with words that sounded miserable.

— If I let go, will you leave me?

The voice didn’t answer. Perhaps sensing the hesitation within, he approached silently. She felt afraid. The moment they would touch.

— I like you, Miss.

She felt something settle on her lips. Her body floated gently and quietly. Like floating on a still water surface.

— I like you, Miss.

The voice gradually faded. When it finally became as small as an insect’s sound and left her, Rosé woke from her dream.

“……Elion?”

Unlike the dream where voices wandered, reality was silent. She called him out of habit, but the response came from a completely different voice.

“Do you know how many times you called that name while sleeping?”

Her hand was suddenly yanked. In the very faint light, she saw a familiar silhouette.

“Did you really not enjoy it with that bastard?”

When she realized the silhouette was her master, she felt dumbfounded, like she’d been hit on the back of her head. She quickly traced her memories.

— Where do you think you’re going.

— From now on, I’ll raise you.

— I’ll feed you like he did, put you to bed, earn money for you.

After running out of Blue Rock and meeting Muho, she had briefly lost consciousness. She remembered that a gust of wind had made it difficult to breathe, but after that…

“I’m asking you, f*ck!”

Muho twisted her wrist forcefully. The moment she pulled her hand to escape his stubborn grip, a system window suddenly lit up brightly in the darkness.

〈SYSTEM〉 When the hardcore index exceeds 100, the abnormal status ‘S*xual Dysfunction’ will occur.

Hardcore Index: 70

Hint: Eternal Vow

Rosé burst into hollow laughter at that unexpected notification.

“Answer me. Did you enjoy it?”

She felt a certain fear from him as he glared at her suspiciously. He often made that face when she came home late.

“Not at all, ugh, not at all.”

“Right. You did nothing wrong. You refused, but that bastard forced himself on you.”

Muho muttered as if it were a sliver of hope. That muttering, echoing through the cave, sounded terribly gloomy.

Rosé couldn’t bring herself to say no in front of him.

— Huaah, ahng, there, strange, huaah!

— Uung, ah, ung, aung.

She hadn’t rejected Lian. Rather, she had desired him enough to feel resentful.

Rosé opened her eyes after closing them tightly as if denying that emotion, and looked around. The space was surrounded by stone walls. She hadn’t realized it was a cave because voices didn’t echo.

She remembered going to the mountains for training. This place was wider than then, but it looked darker because no sunlight entered.

Hardcore section. Had this trouble really come from being caught in the act with Lian?

‘The hint is eternal vow……’

In Silvio’s case, it was obedience. His hardcore index decreased simply by obeying his words. But eternal vow was a more difficult hint.

— Right. The divine bead is originally a gift given only to partners who have vowed eternal love.

Muho always emphasized eternity or vows to her. Would she escape this hardcore section if she vowed eternal love to him?

But Rosé only moved her lips, unable to say anything.

‘There’s no reason to leave this place.’

She had no reason to escape the hardcore section. She wasn’t the protagonist of this transmigration story. Then why struggle to live? She couldn’t return home anyway.

Rosé lowered her head and laughed silently. Right, since she was destined to die in a year anyway, why bother leaving this place?

“You’re not thinking about that bastard, are you?”

Muho urged her to answer when she remained silent. His voice was infused with strong distrust and fear.

Rosé weakly shook her head in response. She had no desire to leave the hardcore section. But that didn’t mean she wanted to increase her master’s anger and receive penalties.

“Can I check if that’s true?”

Muho gently brushed her hair behind her ear.

Check. This was something he had asked for quite often since they got engaged. He always tried to verify her chastity. Rosé nodded obediently to this as well.

She had been momentarily captivated by Lian, but hadn’t mixed bodies with him. If a check could resolve her master’s distrust, she could spread her legs willingly.

“Then take them off.”

Perhaps because they were in a cave, Muho’s voice sounded chilly. She felt his leisurely gaze scanning her bare legs.

Rosé carefully hid her tension and slowly pulled down her skirt. Her underpants, and finally her underwear.

At last, her bushy private parts were exposed, and Muho’s persistent gaze stuck to the flesh within the pubic hair. Impatient, he licked his lips once and said irritably,

“Turn around and spread your b*ttocks.”

Rosé obediently did as he commanded. Facing the wall and lowering her waist slightly, she reached back and spread her butt cheeks so he could see below clearly.

After a brief silence, Muho’s breathing grew rough. He stared intently at the space between the plump mounds.

When he saw the pubic hair scattered over the flesh spread open like a clam, he pulled at the strings of his pants with a face that suggested his c*ck was itching.

“Master……?”

Rosé cautiously called out to him, who was unusually quiet. Normally, he would have inserted his fingers to check her p*ssy by now, but there was no reaction from him.

She began to feel increasingly anxious. Her outer l*bia fluttered with the shame of having her lower parts exposed.

To Muho, it looked exactly like she was beckoning his c*ck. The thought that she might have fluttered her p*ssy like this for another bastard made him feel disgusted to the point of madness.

Would she have done the same for that bastard Lian? Would she have sucked on his fingers like that? This was a p*ssy that once one tasted, they couldn’t give it up. Had it really been just once?

Muho gritted his teeth, approached Rosé, and pressed his lower body against her b*ttocks. Then, before she could turn around, he forced his c*ck into her dry vaginal opening.

“Ah, Master, why… huuk!”

“Why? F*ck, why do you think?”

Muho thrust his hips all the way up. His organ, grown to adult size, filled the small hole as if tearing it. Moreover, it kept growing longer inside her v*gina. Rosé shook her head violently, feeling her ut*rus being pushed upward.

“Huaah, ah, stop, ahhk…!”

“Because you keep, huu, f*ck, getting f*cked by other bastards. Because you come back with your p*ssy ruined.”

His c*ck kept growing inside her belly, and her stomach skin bulged enough to feel the shape of the gl*ns when touched. He had never grown so violently before.

He tried to knot inside her despite her not being wet. Rosé struggled in fear, but Muho trapped her small movements against the wall and inserted his c*ck deeper.

“Take it out. Huaah, please, Master!”

“It’s my c*ck sleeve, and I can’t even cum in it as I please? Huh? Haaa, it’s coming. F*ck. I’m about to come.”

Muho, embracing Rosé’s waist, shook his butt vigorously. His hard hipbone collided with her plump b*ttocks, creating red marks. As the friction intensified, her previously dry hole became soaking wet.

Though he knew it was a physiological response, Muho let out a groan full of ecstasy, feeling as if she was clinging to him.

“Huaa, aaaa!”

“You’re mine. F*ck!”

Muho lifted one of Rosé’s legs and ej*culated against the wall he had pushed her against. Immediately, the middle of his shaft began to bulge, sticking to her vaginal walls like a suction cup.

“Huaaah! No. Take it out! Master!”

“Huu…… What do you mean, take it out.”

Rosé’s face turned pale at her master’s languid breath. He was a man who would extract s*men for at least a few hours when knotting. The last time she was knotted, his s*men had filled her v*gina enough to push her ut*rus up significantly.

“Master. Please…… Just, just cum a little. Please.”

“I’m already h*rny, so don’t struggle. You’ll tear. Stick out your tongue. Quickly.”

“No…… hmng.”

The moment her mouth opened, a thick tongue invaded. A gentle kiss, completely different from his lower body that had mercilessly widened her hole enough to see blood vessels.

Rosé’s mind grew hazy. The sweet scent emanating from her master seemed to melt her entire body. While she forgot reality, s*men shot incessantly inside her belly.

“Hmng, hm…… hauung……”

“Haa, now it’s my p*ssy, only I will use it…… Rosé.”

His t*sticles, swollen with rising s*men, pressed firmly against her perineum. When Rosé writhed in her uncomfortable position, Muho embraced her soothingly and kissed her.

“Huuung, Mas, hmmng……”

“I love you, haa, I love you. Rosé.”

Her breath was being stolen. In her fading consciousness, she heard a frantic whisper.

“You’ll only give it to me. Right?”

The moment Rosé finally lost consciousness, regulating her breath as if nodding, Muho smiled with satisfaction.

* * *

Huk, huk…

Rosé opened her eyes to the sound of breathing lingering in her ears. She saw her master gripping her br*asts with both hands and thrusting his hips.

Flushed red, he looked empty except for his obsession with s*x. He seemed like a beast running solely for mating.

‘How long…… ugh, has it been?’