Milf Hunter in Another World

It’s because of the suffocating smell of sex that fills the tent.

The sisters’ leaked pussy juices, the sweat of three people, the smell of semen, the smell of blood, all kinds of smells are mixed together, making it quite unbearable for someone coming in from outside.

“I told you not to come in.”

“…I came to see if you were finished.”

“I am.”

Exhausted, I’m sitting on the floor, gulping down water from a canteen.

The canteen belongs to Sona and Lena.

They must have been quiet, watching the two of them hanging there with semen dripping from both their holes.

“Are you going to sell Sona and Lena as slaves?”

“There’s no point in keeping them. I’ll tie them up like this and take them to the Magnetar Center.”

“….”

If I had sold them as virgins, they would have been A-grade commodities, but since I used their pussies and assholes beyond repair, it wouldn’t be strange for them to drop to C-grade.

But I have no regrets.

The important thing is not the amount of money I get.

“Should I split the money with you?”

“I don’t want to be involved in this in any way.”

“Alright.”

You need to stay clean, I guess.

You have to meet Cecilia from now on.

But sometimes, not doing something even though you can becomes a sin.

If you had upheld justice, you wouldn’t be left as such an ambiguous guy.

“Do you think I’m a bad guy?”

“Something like that.”

“…But I chose the most honest answer.”

“It’s better to be pointed at than to have regrets.”

No one knew how our relationship would turn out after I disciplined Sona and Lena.

I still think we’re friends.

Considering what it means to be ‘Geum Taeyang’s friend,’ you could say it’s a fate-designated relationship.

Poor Cren.

“The air is bad here. Shall we go outside?”

Cren says.

“Sure.”

I leave Sona and Lena behind and go outside.

Cren and I stand side by side and watch the sunrise.

Since I only came out wearing underwear, the dawn air feels a bit chilly.

“I’m thinking of forming a party with just Cecil and me from now on.”

“….”

“It’ll be difficult to take on difficult and challenging missions like before, but still….

We’ll be able to earn enough to make a living together.”

Listening to Cren’s monologue makes me hungry.

“Let’s eat.”

“Okay.”

I rummage through Sona and Lena’s backpacks.

There are quite a few snacks, so I tear open a bag, put a chocolate bar in my mouth, and take out the stored food one by one, stacking it neatly on the ground.

I throw the rest into the bonfire.

Sona and Lena’s personal belongings, spare clothes, women’s underwear….

I burn everything without a second glance.

“Yo… you don’t have to go that far….”

“What do bitches who are going to be pussy slaves need these things for?”

And I’m tired of being a porter.

To reduce the luggage as much as possible, I burn everything useless.

After scraping the backpack clean, I find a lump of iron at the bottom.

“Haa.”

Damn bitches. Really….

Should I go back and cum in them one more time?

“I’m sorry, Taeyang.”

“It’s fine. How much did they like you to do this?”

“…I didn’t even notice their feelings, let alone… I was only thinking about Cecil.”

“Even if you had noticed, I don’t think you would have been happy.”

The sisters with their dark hearts would have fought, and one of the three would have died.

I throw away the weight-manipulated backpacks and sit with my back to the wind to avoid the smoke.

Cren and I heat up our lunchboxes and eat.

Of course, there are none this time.

Bugs.

Time passes, and just as we’re about to take down the tent to head back….

I feel a strange presence.

“Taeyang.”

Cren also grabs his two-handed sword and looks around.

What is it?

The sunlight was so bright just a moment ago, but it gradually gets darker, and fog rolls in.

“Taeyang! Get behind me.”

I quickly run and stand back-to-back with Cren.

Footsteps can be heard from all directions.

“Fuck, what is it!?”

Ghosts? Super strong shells?

No matter how much I use my imagination, I can’t figure out what’s making those footsteps approaching through the fog.

The source of the footsteps is… humans.

‘They’re not shells.’

All living humans.

And they’re quite tactically dressed for this world, wearing gas masks.

I thought they might be soldiers when I first saw them.

Because they each had what looked like pistols holstered at their waists.

…Pistols?

Not rifles?

“Who are you! Identify yourselves!”

Cren shouts.

Just that makes me feel like we’ve made a mistake, and my stomach clenches.

Please, don’t provoke people with guns!

Whether they’re special forces with pistols or whatever, we’re in trouble.

Don’t you get it, Cren!

The mysterious special forces communicate with each other using hand signals, then suddenly step aside.

A fantastically beautiful woman walks out of the open fog.

‘I’m turned on…!’

A full-body latex suit!

There’s no exposure, but it reveals her body curves without hiding anything, and it’s driving me crazy!

Like the other guys, she’s wearing a gas mask, but just looking at her slender jawline, I can tell she’s an unbelievably beautiful woman.

Her long, flowing black hair reaches down to her waist….

And those huge breasts that rival Verdia’s!

Considering that’s how they look pressed down by the latex, just looking at them makes me happy….

My dick is rock hard!

“….”

Ah, shit….

My life is on the line, and this is the time to get an erection….

Ah!

The mysterious latex beauty saw my erect dick!

Just that makes me even more excited, and I keep getting harder.

Unlike me, whose intelligence is gradually declining, Cren calmly says,

“Are you the leader?

We’re just adventurers here to deal with the shells.”

The latex beauty observes us silently.

Didn’t she come out to have a conversation?

She coolly ignores us as if she can’t hear our voices, then mutters in a modulated voice,

“Weak response. There are no ‘Collapsers’ here.”

Collapsers…?

“Dispose of them.”

I realize who they are.

“Wait! I’m a trainer!”

“…Stop.”

The capture team…!

The Imperial Hunters that Master mentioned!

“Dispose of them” probably doesn’t mean kill them, but capture them and hand them over to the Magnetar Center!

In other words, to survive before being turned into a slave commodity….

I have no choice but to use the system created by Her Majesty The Emperor!

Even the capture team wouldn’t dare turn a certified trainer into a slave!

Wait, certified…?

‘I don’t have a license!’

“Confirmation.”

The latex beauty operates a device on her arm.

It’s obvious she’s checking computer records.

This is bad. Should I run away now?

“…Trainer status, not confirmed.”

“P… please check one more time!”

“….”

Please. I can’t become a slave again!

I try to buy time and think of a way out.

But even if I use Cren as a shield, I can’t think of a way to escape this situation.

Unless I magically disappear!

But then….

A voice of salvation comes.

“…Confirmed. Trainer Geum Taeyang.”

“Huh?”

Even I let out a stupid sound in surprise.

“Mrs. Grace just confirmed it.”

“Be… Belita….”

Thank goodness….

“However, even for trainers, entering a restricted area is illegal.”

“I didn’t know….”

I become infinitely weak in front of authority.

Because I know better than anyone that I’ll be fucked if I mess around.

“So is performing training acts outside.”

Does she have X-ray vision or something?

It’s like she already knows what happened inside the tent.

I immediately abandon Sona and Lena.

“I don’t know those bitches. They’re aliens. You can take them away!”

“…Is that so?”

“Cren, right? You just followed me here.”

“Huh? Uh, yeah?”

“Answer quickly! If you don’t want to be stuffed.”

“…Ta… Taeyang is right.”

Cren follows my lead and answers in a fluster.

Then the mysterious latex beauty raises her hand and gives instructions to her subordinates.

“Capture the two women.”

I’m saved….

Just as I’m feeling relieved, Cren collapses with a ‘bang’ sound.

“Cren?”

The latex beauty is aiming her pistol at me.

“We’ll escort you inside quickly.”

“Wait, I can walk on my own….”

Bang!

I lose consciousness.

“Ugh….”

When I come to, I’m lying in a soft bed, wearing only my underwear.

It’s so fluffy and comfortable….

Wait, where am I?

This isn’t a situation that can be explained with ‘I don’t recognize the ceiling’!

They knocked me out and moved me like luggage even after confirming I’m a trainer!

‘Is this the Grace mansion?’

One room is cleaner and more luxurious than my entire shabby workshop.

As far as I know, the only places with rooms like this are the Grace mansion or the Chartreuse castle.

The latter doesn’t make sense, so… Belita, who took me into custody, must have laid me here….

That seems like the most logical explanation.

I’ve caused trouble for Belita….

As I check my body for any abnormalities, I feel something strange.

‘My body… has been washed.’

My underwear is new too.

Did Belita do this while I was sleeping…?

I imagine it and my dick almost gets hard, but I don’t think Belita would do such a bothersome thing herself, she’d probably have a maid do it.

It feels creepy to think that someone washed my body and dressed me without my knowledge.

That ‘creepiness’ turns into ‘horror’ when I see the blood sampling marks near my arm.

‘Are these…. Needle marks…?’

I know what they look like from when I had my blood drawn during a health checkup.

These are needle marks.

Why did they take my blood? No, it’s even more problematic if they didn’t take my blood.

That means they put something in my body.

I jump out of bed.

“Stay still.”

This voice….

It’s not Belita. But it’s a voice I’ve heard somewhere before.

I freeze when I see the back of the noblewoman sitting in the chair.

Short black hair….

Large breasts visible even from behind.

The line of her ass clearly visible through her dress….

“Ari….”

“Lady Ariella.”

She, the woman with the best, the greatest, the most powerful breasts in the world, is right in front of me.

My brain can’t keep up with the situation….

And I just get an erection.

A fucking hard one.

Twitch, twitch…♥

Just looking at Ariella, my 11-inch dick, fully erect, pushes through my underwear….

And even leaks precum.

Ariella is facing away from me, scribbling something.

“Why….”

“This is my villa in the Beast District.”

Ariella turns around.

She sees my dick, erect enough to pierce through my underwear, and frowns as if she’s spotted a monkey masturbating.

“Sit down.”

“Yes.”

I can’t dare disobey and sit down on the bed.

“Why did you go outside?”

‘What’s going on?’

Something is strange.

It’s strange enough that I open my eyes to find Ariella in front of me, but she skips the middle steps as if she knows everything I’ve done so far.

Even with the Raven’s information network, is this possible?

Ariella wouldn’t have been interested in me.

This is the first time I can think of a connection between the capture team and Ariella.

“For personal reasons.”

“Personal reasons?”

“Why are you trying to track my movements?”

Ariella’s eyebrows twitch.

“You’re not in a position to negotiate with me.”

“….”

Gulp.

Breasts… they just jiggled slightly….

“…Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“When I ask you something, answer without trying to be clever.”

Ariella…. Even when she frowns and acts like a dictator, she’s hot….

I feel like I could cum without even touching myself, with a little exaggeration.

“I joined an adventurer party as a porter.”

“A porter?”

“There were some bitches I wanted to teach a lesson to….”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

Is there some reason I shouldn’t go outside?

The latex woman said the same thing. That it was a restricted area….

Thinking simply, it seems like other districts besides the Beast District can’t be entered by bypassing the outside of the city.

But seeing Ariella makes me think there might be another reason.

I don’t know what it is.

I can’t ask.

I can’t investigate it myself either….

“Alright, you can go.”

“Lady Ariella, did you know I was alive?”

I stand up and approach Ariella.

“Don’t come any closer.”

I approach with my dick standing tall, trying to get as close to Ariella as possible.

Ariella, who has risen from her chair, crosses her arms under her breasts and looks up at me.

“As I said before, I’m not interested in you. It feels like the air is getting polluted, so get out quickly.”

Th… the air is getting polluted….

“Do you still have some trivial chatter left? You haven’t come to your senses.”

“Lady Ariella said it yourself. I had no qualifications and couldn’t prove myself.”

“….”

I clench my fists.

“I have obtained the ‘qualifications.’ I just need to prove myself.”

“…You? What qualifications did you obtain?”

When she asks me that so pointedly, I feel utterly insignificant.

“Just because you’ve become one of the many trainers littering the districts, what’s changed?”

“Not just one of the many trainers littering the districts….

Does it change anything if I become the best trainer in this city?”

“….”

The muscles in Ariella’s cheeks twitch.

It seems like she barely held back a laugh, and my pride is hurt….

“You seem to be mistaken about something….”

Ariella glances at my hard dick and sighs.

“No matter what you achieve, it has nothing to do with me.”

“No, it does.

If I, the ‘MILF Hunter,’ succeed, I’ll prove that your judgment was wrong.”

“….”

Ariella’s gaze sharpens.

When she looks at me with that look while showing off her breasts…. I want to jump on her right now!

“Just because Belita happened to take your side… do you feel like you’ve conquered the world?”

“Soon your friend Verdia will take my side too.”

“I’m busy. I don’t have time to worry about you. If you want to play ‘training games,’ do as you please.”

I can’t reach her now.

But those breasts… someday, I will….

“Excuse me, Lady Ariella.”

“Leave”

“Can I ask you one last thing?”

“You’re persistent.”

“What is a Collapser?”