Milf Hunter in Another World

I might be remembered as the first human with a ‘power that defies providence’ attached to my dick.

If I get even stronger with the support of my monologue? I…

Truly… a milf pussy breaker…!

‘This is amazing!’

I shuddered.

“Are you that happy?”

Belita, who had been clenching her fists and rejoicing, approached me.

She looks even more beautiful now that she’s pregnant with my baby.

“Belita, thank you. For becoming my pussy slave.”

“Hmph. Don’t treat me roughly just because I’m your tool.”

I hugged Belita tightly and kissed her.

Treat her roughly? Her, who’s carrying my child?

No way. I’ll hold her gently and rub my dick against her filthily.

Belita frowned slightly as if she were a little displeased, then immediately accepted me with a resigned attitude.

Ah…

Belita… Mama Belita…!

Rub rub♥

“Haa, you’re such a monkey-like master….”

“Belita. Belita….”

“Since you’ve engraved the pussy slave mark… I’m yours, officially.”

“…Woohoo!”

Belita flinched when I actually made a monkey-like sound.

“Your name will be known from now on, so act with dignity.”

Peridot, who had finished the procedure, stood upright with her hand on her belly button, waiting for me.

“Please take care of my slave’s engraving next time too, Ms. Peridot.”

“It would be my pleasure if you appointed me. There will be an additional fee, though.”

“I’ll pay anything.”

After watching the entire engraving process from beginning to end today…

I realized that this job cannot be entrusted to a male engraver.

Now that it’s all over, she’ll shake my hand, right?

I held out my hand to Peridot.

“I’m Geum Taeyang, the Milf Hunter.”

“I’m Peridot, the engraver.”

The moment my hand touched the big-titted center employee, I felt my dick harden like a virgin.

Ah, so soft…

Even though Peridot saw my bulging dick over my pants, she maintained a cold, expressionless face as if she wasn’t particularly impressed…

But I liked it even more because of that.

She feels like a highly educated, elite secretary from a prestigious university…

‘I wish she would be my assistant….’

How much would Peridot’s price be?

It wouldn’t be enough to be just one of the top trainers on the district.

At the very least, to even bring it up…

I would have to be a trainer who has conquered the Beast District, so that my ‘gao’ (pride/face) can live, as the saying goes.

Her product value is clearly S-class or higher.

“I’ll take my leave now.”

Since there was no reason to stay any longer, we also went outside.

“Master. Look back.”

“Huh? Why?”

Belita examined every corner of my body and then narrowed her eyes as if she didn’t like something.

“Get some styling done at the center before you go. You’re a mess.”

“That bad?”

“You just wear fancy clothes and don’t even comb your hair, so you look like a nouveau riche who suddenly struck it rich.”

“….”

That’s an accurate observation, ma’am.

I haven’t had much chance to care about it lately…

Suddenly, a good idea came to mind.

“Then I’ll go get dressed up for a bit, so will you wait?”

“Make me wait? You’ve got guts.”

“…What’s the model answer in this situation, ma’am?”

“You should have come out perfectly dressed from the moment you met me.”

Hahaha.

In other words, I was wrong from the beginning?

“I was going to wash my hair at least, but some tyrant lady who lives somewhere threatened to demolish the workshop if I didn’t come out.”

“Okay. I’m a little to blame this time too. So what? You were sleeping in until that time, and your excuses are plausible.”

Belita crossed her arms under her tits and proudly raised her chin.

I gently placed my hand on her belly.

“Ugh….”

The warm slave mark.

The first slave of the Milf Hunter brand. Belita Grace…

Just by touching her, she now seems to be aware of her situation.

“Wait quietly. Got it?”

“…I got it.”

“Don’t go anywhere.”

“Am I a child…? I’ll take care of it.”

I sat Belita down and moved to the beauty shop.

At first, I wondered why there was such a place in the Trainer Association, but…

Thinking about it, it was natural for it to exist.

No company just throws the main body when selling a product.

They carefully package it in a box with a manual and then appeal to their brand value.

Slave sales are the same.

One section of the Magnetar Center that I didn’t know about was just a whole beauty shop.

They sell women’s underwear, cosmetics, and there are coordinators and makeup artists who make slaves look more beautiful.

The technicians at the center were as young and beautiful as the slaves that the trainers dragged around, so the reliability was guaranteed.

I went straight to the hair salon.

“Welcome. How can I help you?”

“Please trim the messy parts and dye it blonde.”

I dyed my hair blonde for a while in school to live up to my nickname, but today my determination is quite different.

Yes, the time has come to be reborn as a true Geum Taeyang!

“Please dye mine white.”

I made eye contact with a man sitting next to me who looked about my age.

He was a handsome man with black horn-rimmed glasses and a pomade slicked-back hairstyle.

Is he a colleague by any chance?

“Hello.”

“Hello.”

“My name is Ostega.”

“I’m Geum Taeyang.”

“You’re dyeing it gold, just like your name.”

I laughed.

“Doesn’t it suit my image?”

“It does. You seem to have a good body too… wouldn’t it stand out more if you went to a tanning salon and tanned your skin?”

“There’s a tanning salon?”

“Yes. Over there….”

What a fateful development!

Something invisible is leading me!

“Thank you. I’ll buy you a meal sometime.”

I used a Korean expression of gratitude.

“I’m looking forward to that. If you don’t mind, can I hear your brand name?”

Ostega smiled at me.

“Milf Hunter.”

“Ooh….”

I thought he would scoff at it as an unheard-of brand, but Ostega let out a sound of genuine admiration.

“Milf…! Do you really train married women?”

“Yes.”

“Such a difficult path… I’ll cheer you on.”

“What about you, Mr. Ostega?”

“I’m “Black Hole”… brand value 45,000.”

“…Black Hole?”

“I’m an asshole-specialized trainer.”

“Oh…!”

Hearing his brand, I let out a gasp just like Ostega.

It was because the brown road he walks on was drawn in my mind.

Black Hole… what a good name!

“When you need an obedient asshole slave, please find me.”

“Okay.”

I even got Ostega’s business card.

brand value 45,000…

Successful trainers does have a different kind of atmosphere!

I should work hard so that I can have that kind of aura too.

In a way, Belita’s ‘nouveau riche’ comment accurately pierces through my current state.

It’s because I hunted a big shot before I had proper experience.

I would have struggled a lot on my own.

That’s right, if it wasn’t for Master’s meticulous planning…

‘I need to become a smart trainer like Master Bior.’

It’s not difficult to hunt a married woman who’s already caught in a trap.

But hunting sometimes starts with following the trail of a swift beast whose tail you can hardly see.

I’ve had enough of cooking captured milfs, so my skill lies in carrying out the process of getting there.

“It’s finished.”

The blonde fuckboy in the mirror smiles at me.

The bright and colorful gold color seems to give me confidence.

It’s dyed thoroughly down to the roots. The time it took was also quite fast, around 30 minutes.

Next, I went to the tanning salon and became naked, tanning my whole body to a nice bronze color.

It only took 20 minutes!

The power of magic, amazing…!

“The cost for a full body tan is 1 gold coin.”

“Here you go.”

The shop owner was a young woman, and she peeked at my bronze abs with interest.

I smirked.

“Do I look good with a tan?”

“…Ah! Yes. It suits you well.”

Of course.

Based on the Geum Taeyang Destiny Theory, I’m confident that there’s no one who suits ‘blonde tanning’ better than me.

Belita must not have expected me to tan my skin as well, because she didn’t recognize me even when I approached her.

“Belita.”

“…Are you rebelling?”

The corners of Belita’s mouth twitched.

You seem to be holding back a smile?

“Your dignity has gone down even further. You look like a delinquent.”

An accurate review.

“Don’t you think maximizing strengths rather than covering up weaknesses is the right direction for development?”

I unbuttoned a few buttons on my shirt.

Belita’s expressions are so transparent.

“…Hmm.”

I held back a laugh.

“It suits you well enough.”

“I knew Belita would understand.”

“I like that you look healthy. If you’re thinking of emphasizing the image of an active trainer… it might work well.”

“It’ll work well, right? For milfs around Belita’s age.”

“It sounds like you’re saying my sense is behind compared to younger girls.”

“Not at all. There’s an insight that young women don’t have, you know. In mature women.”

“…It feels unpleasant, like you’re trying to coax me with sweet talk.”

As expected of a mature woman.

Excellent insight!

“But I’ll let it slide today.

At least I like it.”

I’m relieved that I passed Belita’s picky eyes.

“Shall we go now?”

“Wait.”

Belita stared at me intently.

“This won’t do. I’ll buy you a few clothes. This time, master, you wait.”

Before I could stop her, she walked away towards the beauty shop with two maids who appeared out of nowhere.

I’m glad she didn’t say let’s go together.

Belita must have had a clear vision in her head.

In the meantime, I went to the receptionist and checked the benefits that a trainer with brand value 85,000 could receive.

I can reserve up to three B-class or lower slaves…

Suddenly, I thought of the two women I used and threw away as disposable onahole pussies.

Sona and Lena.

Twin pussies that were quite decent for disposable onaholes.

I haven’t seen them since we got separated after meeting the capture team.

But I had a hunch where they went.

Right here, the Magnetar Center.

It’s unlikely that The Imperial Hunter, led by a woman, would have touched the nughralized Sona and Lena.

They would be neatly packaged and displayed in the slave sales area…

‘They became the capture team’s achievement, so I couldn’t get any money.’

Suddenly, I had the urge to see Sona and Lena displayed.

“If I use this reservation right, no one else can touch them?”

“Yes. It’s a first-time limited service provided by the association, so we won’t give them out even if someone with a higher brand value wants them.”

“Then, by any chance, can you search for slaves with the characteristics I mention?”

“Of course, trainer.”

“Twin sisters who were captured on the same day at the same time. Both have pink hair, and the older sister has longer hair.”

“Ah, I found them. They’re in the B-class slave sales area. Would you like to check?”

I found them more easily than I expected.

I briefly left my seat and went to the slave sales area, and there were quite a few trainers standing in front of the capsule where SSona and Lena were displayed.

‘They seem like they could be sold today….’

“These twin sisters are pretty. They’re at least A-class level.”

“Look at the log. It seems they were gang-raped or something. Their assholes must be already stretched out.”

“Their pussies still look pretty though….”

“Should I raise them and sell them?”

I see…

Did their product value drop to B-class because I fucked them so thoroughly?

Sona and Lena have looks that deserve at least A-class.

But the Magnetar Center, as Master said, only sells ‘verified slaves’.

Since I fucked every hole they had, their product value could only decrease.

The log said this:

「The two women are confirmed to be twin sisters. At the time of discovery, no items that could identify them were found, and they are presumed to have been gang-raped by about twenty men while tied up with ropes.

Pregnancy has not been confirmed.」

A chuckle escaped my lips.

When they captured the scene, I guess they couldn’t imagine it was done by just one person.

Still, if they thought about it carefully, they would have realized that twenty people couldn’t have come and gone in the restricted area…

They just wrote it as they saw it.

It was undeniably a disgusting scene to investigate in detail.

Sona and Lena were hanging in the air, their whole bodies tied up, leaking waterfalls of semen from their loosened assholes and pussies…

Unless you had a strong stomach, even touching them would have been a chore.

“They seem to have put all sorts of foreign objects in their assholes. Even though they’re being treated, you can see how stretched out they are.”

“Those sphincters will take a month to recover.”

“Their pussies are also bad. How hard did they fuck them? There are many scratches inside.”

The trainers clicked their tongues as they looked at the separately taken pictures of the twin sisters’ holes and the cross-sectional diagrams.

Still, Sona and Lena were each worth 50 gold coins.

They were in the upper-middle rank among the slaves with B-class product value.

They had faces that deserved at least A-class, but it seems like they were slaves who had fallen to B-class due to various reasons.

Just like how accident cars are sold at a low price but still don’t sell easily, they were attracting attention, but I understood why they hadn’t been sold until I came.

…….

Should I reserve them for now?

Later, when I get a bigger house, I’ll buy display capsules too and use them as onahole pussies…

Yeah.

It’s a waste to let other guys have them.

I might want to use the onahole pussies, right?

Having decided to keep the twin sisters, I returned to the receptionist and expressed my intention.

“I’d like to reserve the twin sisters.”

“Confirmed. The slaves will be kept in a frozen capsule until the transaction is completed.”

“Yes. Please keep them as they are.”

Just in time, Belita came out of the beauty shop and, with a mere gesture of her chin, had the maids hand me a mountain of shopping bags.

“I picked them out so that they’re easy to match even if you mix and match. Next time, choose from among them.”

“Thanks, Belita.”

I gladly accepted Belita’s gift of clothes.

And we decided to part ways for now.

Belita now has to tell her husband that she has become Geum Taeyang’s pussy slave.

As the one who caused the family crisis, I stuck to Belita and kissed her goodbye.

“You can do it, right? Belita.”

“Chu…. Chu…. Yes…♥”

A mother who’s blinded by the king sized penis and engraved with a slave mark, of course she can do it.

I returned to the workshop as the sun was setting.

“Gasp!”

As soon as Cecil saw me tanned, she said this.

“Oppa… you’re burnt!”