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EP.228 The Plum Blossom Sect Master’s Pussy Smells Like Plum Blossoms (1) 

I once heard this story: 

When foreigners come to Korea, 

the first thing they notice is the smell of garlic. 

Given Korea’s unrivaled garlic consumption, 

it’s no surprise if the airport smells like garlic. 

But after the common sense shift, 

the first thing you notice at the airport is a fishy smell. 

“Did I make too many clones?” 

“They’ve spread all the way to the airport now.” 

My clones, once confined to Jinwoo Town, now roam freely even at the airport. 

They look exactly like me, 

but from a third-person perspective, they’re just a bunch of horny monkeys. 

Is that what I look like when I’m raping? 

“So, should we head to the mansion first?” 

“No, let’s get some kimchi stew first.” 

Maybe it’s because I’ve been abroad for so long, 

but I’m craving kimchi stew spicy, sour, packed with aged kimchi. 

Wrapping pork in kimchi is great, 

but mixing in seaweed flakes and eating it with kimchi stew is also a treat. 

And if you have rolled omelet or fried eggs on the side, it’s perfect. 

“Then I’ll take you to a place I know.” 

“There are still good restaurants in the common sense-altered world?” 

“No matter how much common sense changes, people’s tastes don’t change easily.” 

Of course, no Korean can forget kimchi. 

I got in the back seat, and Jeongsahwa took the wheel. 

As we drove down a wide road, Jeongsahwa glanced at me and asked: 

“Do you have any plans going forward?” 

“I’m planning to learn the Setsuki style from Najjang.” 

It’s not enough to just be good at sex anymore. 

I need at least some way to protect myself. 

If I go on with no preparation, 

I’ll obviously get taken down by another director candidate. 

“I could teach you some basic self-defense.” 

“I don’t think I could keep up with your training.” 

“……” 

Self-defense from a special forces background  

just hearing that, I can imagine easily taking down any attacker. 

But I can also picture myself collapsing from the brutal training. 

My stamina has improved, 

but only for sex. 

If I trained with Jeongsahwa, I might actually die. 

“Weakling.” 

“Of course. You can’t expect too much from an ordinary person.” 

I may be king of Korea now, 

praised as the alpha male, 

but I was just an ordinary Korean guy. 

Even after a year in this world, 

my roots haven’t changed. 

“Bladed weapons are dangerous. If you drop a sword, you never know where it’ll fly. 

And if your hand slips, you’ll end up with a hole in your foot that’s real physics magic.” 

“That’s pretty realistic. Is that from experience?” 

“Yes.” 

Special forces don’t just fight with bare hands, after all. 

They must handle knives and guns too. 

So maybe I should just learn safely from Jeongsahwa. 

It’ll be tough, but considering how far I’ve come, 

it’s not impossible. 

“Hmmm, what should I do?” 

“I recommend you learn swordsmanship from me.” 

“Wait, didn’t you just reject me? Swordsmanship…?” 

Why is Najjang outside the window? 

We’re on the highway from the airport, 

and I’m in a moving car. 

There’s no way I should see Najjang’s face or hear her voice. 

But those pudding-soft breasts are unmistakably Najjang’s. 

“Husband, could you open the window for a moment?” 

“Uh, uh?” 

“Here I come!” 

I opened the window as instructed, 

and Najjang slipped in smoothly through it. 

How did she manage to get those breasts through the window? 

And why was she running on the highway in the first place? 

“I couldn’t help myself when I heard you were coming back.” 

“See, Jinwoo, whether you learn from me or from Nana, it’s all the same.” 

There’s no paradise in running away. 

I thought I’d escaped Jeongsahwa’s hellish training, 

but ended up in Najjang’s purgatory. 

I haven’t even started training yet, 

but just looking at Najjang’s physique, I know it’ll be brutal. 

Are we going to end up having sex at 120 km/h someday? 

“I’ll teach you gently, so just trust me and follow.” 

“Don’t be fooled, Jinwoo. She’s a demon a demon obsessed with fighting.” 

Caught between two S-rank onaholes, 

I was swept into a fierce battle of wills. 

No joke it felt like I’d stepped onto a bloody battlefield. 

The tension didn’t ease, and their eyes grew fiercer by the minute. 

Yeah, this is my fault. 

I shouldn’t have brought up wanting to get stronger. 

So now, I have to resolve this like a man. 

“I’ll learn from both of you.” 

“What?” 

“What did you just say?” 

“I said I’ll learn both self-defense and swordsmanship.” 

There’s no harm in learning both. 

You never know what might happen. 

I might lose my sword and have to fight barehanded, 

or face an enemy I can’t beat with my fists. 

So learning both is the smart choice for the future. 

“I recommend you focus on just one.” 

“That’s true. If you do both at once, your body…” 

“Better to die from training than die unprepared.” 

Even rolling in the mud, it’s better to be alive. 

That way, I can keep fucking Najjang for a long time, 

and maybe even go after Jeongsahwa. 

Even if hell lies ahead, if I give it my all, I’ll make it through. 

Besides, it’s not present me who’ll suffer it’s future me! 

‘As long as it’s not me!!!’ 

“Then I’ll change direction right away.” 

“Huh?” 

“You’re so sincere, husband… I’m touched!” 

“Wait, no… guh!” 

As soon as we left the highway, the car turned sharply. 

I mean, I’ll do the training, but does it have to start right now? 

I just got back to Korea I wanted to rest and fuck the girls I missed. 

Why start training so suddenly? 

“This is your fault, Jinwoo.” 

“What did I do…” 

“You’re just too sexy, husband. Accept your fate.” 

Jeongsahwa shifted the blame to me, 

while Najjang smiled slyly like a fox. 

Any other time, I’d welcome them with open arms, 

but right now, my survival instincts were screaming. 

If I don’t run now, I’ll really die. 

‘Gotta run!’ 

Click! 

Just as I tried to open the door and escape, 

the door locked and Jeongsahwa grinned wickedly. 

“I’ve already figured out all your escape patterns. Resistance is futile.” 

“At least let me eat kimchi stew!” 

“Don’t worry. I’ll prepare kimchi stew for all three meals.” 

That’s even worse! 

I like kimchi stew, but not three times a day! 

But my opinion doesn’t matter anymore  

all that matters is when these two are satisfied. 

It hasn’t even been five minutes since I made my decision, 

but I already regret my past self. 

“I’m alive… I’m alive!” 

“Ohoook♥! Ohoot♥!” 

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! 

Hell training started without warning. 

I crawled like a dog for two weeks, 

surviving on nothing but kimchi stew. 

After finishing all the training, 

the moment I stepped outside, I raped the first woman I saw. 

Yeah, this is it. 

Sweaty training isn’t for me sweaty sex is what suits me! 

“Ohooook♥! I’m dying! I’m dying as I cum from your rape cock!” 

“Shut up and take my cock!” 

“Ohoot♥!” 

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! 

I pounded her hard, letting out all my pent-up lust. 

After two weeks, pussy felt extra special. 

The pleasure etched itself into my now-cleansed brain. 

This is why I suffered so I could taste this pleasure again! 

“Ugh…♥!” 

“Huh?” 

Suddenly, the woman passed out. 

Wasn’t “I’m dying” just a figure of speech? 

Worried, I checked her condition  

thankfully, she’d just fainted. 

Did I go too hard? 

As I fretted, Jeongsahwa explained from behind: 

“It’s natural. Until now, you survived on luck and cock alone, but after our training, your body is nearly perfect.” 

“Ordinary women can’t handle your true cock, husband.” 

No joke she really almost died and begged me to stop? 

India’s director candidate Shilpa killed people with her pussy, 

and now I might end up killing people with my cock. 

“So what do I do with my erection?” 

“Use it on me. Take out all your frustration and go wild♥.” 

Najjang wiggled her butt seductively. 

Oh, right Najjang isn’t just an ogre instructor, 

she’s an S-rank onahole and my exclusive onahole wife. 

I must’ve lost my mind from all the hardship. 

Right now, only Najjang or maybe Jeongsahwa can handle me. 

‘For now, Najjang is enough.’ 

“Ohoook♥!” 

Thrust! 

First, I’ll enjoy the pussy offered to me! 

My exhausted body came back to life. 

Her onahole pussy gripped my cock tightly, 

her womb stayed snug even with my rough thrusts. 

S-rank onaholes really are different. 

Maybe I should go all out too. 

“Ugh♥! Oook♥!” 

Thrust! Whack! Thrust! Whack! Thrust! Whack! 

I pounded her hard, spanking her with my ghost hand. 

If you’re an onahole, act like one and grip my cock. 

How dare you try to control my life? 

To reestablish the pecking order, 

I gripped her ass so hard my fingers dug in, 

and pounded her with enough force to shake the air. 

“Najjang, who am I?” 

“Ohoot♥! My master and husband!” 

“And you think you can do this to your husband?” 

“It’s all for you… Uhooooot♥!” 

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! 

Najjang came first from my rough thrusts. 

Coming before I even forgive you? 

Unforgivable. 

“Najjang, attention!” 

“A-attention…♥!” 

I pulled out and ordered her. 

Still dazed, Najjang put her arms at her sides. 

Her body was covered in bruises from the ghost hand, 

but I felt no guilt or regret only an indescribable thrill. 

I didn’t stop; I reached out and grabbed her neck. 

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! 

She came just from being choked. 

Even then, I didn’t stop, squeezing harder. 

Her eyes rolled up, and red liquid trickled down her philtrum. 

“Thanks, Najjang. Thanks to you, I can do things like this.” 

“Hehe… hehe…” 

When I expressed my true feelings, 

Najjang answered with a silly, happy grin. 

Covered in bruises and with a bloody nose, Najjang smiled. 

Since waking up in this world, 

I’ve had countless arousing moments, 

but none as arousing as this. 

“I love you, Najjang!” 

“Ohoook♥!” 

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! 

My body moved before I could think. 

I pounded her while facing her, 

and Najjang threw her head back, moaning. 

This isn’t my fault. 

It’s all Najjang’s fault for turning me on. 

I kept thrusting, making excuses in my head. 

“You can get pregnant again, right?” 

“Hehe…♥. If you want, husband…♥! I’ll have twins or triplets…♥!” 

Thrust thrust thrust! 

Is there a sweeter onahole in the world? 

Her loving words made me lean in, 

and Najjang pressed her lips to mine. 

“Mmm… mmm… Husband, your saliva tastes so good…♥.” 

“Haa…! Mmm…!” 

Slurp slurp slurp. 

Our tongues tangled wildly. 

Even then, my hips didn’t stop, 

and as I sped up, Najjang squeezed tight, ready to receive my cum. 

“Najjang!” 

“Mmmph♥! I’m cumming as I get pregnant with your child!” 

Viewwwwwut! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! 

After so long, I released a torrent of thick cum. 

Maybe because I hadn’t cum in so long, 

it felt two or three times thicker than usual. 

‘My mind feels clear.’ 

You really have to have sex to stay sane. 

Otherwise, you get savage and weird. 

Her womb quickly filled with cum, 

and Najjang moaned, saying she’d been fertilized. 

“Haa…♥. Haa…♥. Are you satisfied, husband?” 

“Satisfied? Of course not!” 

“Ohoook♥!” 

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! 

I held back for two weeks there’s no way I’m satisfied after just once! 

I laid Najjang down and switched to the mating press. 

Even if you’re already pregnant, get pregnant again! 

I’ll make you the mother of twelve! 

Meanwhile, in China. 

A room filled with thick smoke. 

A black-haired woman, Wei Seoa, lay on her side, pipe in hand, looking at a man. 

“So, what’s that bread boy up to?” 

“He’s currently being trained by an Erotic Administration Bureau executive, Lady Sex Demon.” 

Wei Seoa smiled with interest at the report. 

The reporting man relaxed, thinking he was safe. 

“L-Lady Sex Demon…?” 

“Then I don’t need you anymore.” 

“Uuuugh!” 

Splurt! Splurt! 

With a scream, something poured out from under the man. 

It looked like a long, worm-like jelly  

no, it was exactly what had been the man’s personality. 

“Still inexperienced compared to my master. Take care of this shell immediately!” 

“Yes, ma’am!” 

Wei Seoa stared at the man’s personality, 

then lifted her leg and stomped it to pieces. 

The man’s personality splattered everywhere, dirtying the room, 

but her smile shone as bright as ever. 

“I can’t wait to see that bread boy’s personality too. I wonder what color it’ll be. Heh.”