Chapter 61 – Everyone Dreams of a King (2)

Everyone dreams of being a king (2)

The place where the large man in the lead stopped was on the 5th floor of the student union building.

[Your Banseok, Banseok University Student Council]

According to Kang Cheong-shin’s memory, it was the iron door of the student council room.

Ha-! Haha-! Ha-!

“… Hey!”

Kang Cheong-sin stared at the hiccuping female survivor at the hot moaning that flowed through the crack in the iron door.

A female survivor whose tremors, which had gotten better, intensified again and began to tremble.

Thud-! Thud-! Thud-!

However, as if that had nothing to do with it, a tall man knocked lightly on the iron door.

A knock that resonated with a loud roar compared to the slightest knock on the door.

“Brother, I am Im Wan-gi!”
“Uh-! Come in-!”

Awesome profit!

Im Wan-gi opened the door wide as soon as Paeng Hyun-jae gave permission.

“Ha-yeah! Hey! Heuuuuu-!”

As soon as Kang Qingxin’s door opened, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes at the sight that greeted them.

The interior, which seemed to have changed a lot, was welcoming them.

In the student council room, there are too many sofas and beds.

And a variety of food and drinks on a table in the center.

“Oh—there are two newbies today.”

Most of all, my eyes trembled at the naked man and woman who were having sex regardless of whether the door was open or not.

A woman with her buttocks stretched out with her hands on the windowpane, and a man who squeezes her ass and drives his cock.

Kang Cheong-shin carefully met the eyes of the man who laughed mischievously at them.

Im Wan-ki, a man with a large body, was too ordinary a man to be called an older brother.

An unspecial face with an unspecial height.

“Haaaaah!”

On the other hand, the woman who lifted her head to the ceiling as if to feel her cock, could tell at a glance that she had a well-maintained body just by looking at her side profile.

In addition, it is strangely blurry, but it still has a graceful impression that cannot be hidden.

Jiang Qingxin hurriedly swallowed his saliva and managed to manage his expression.

“Then—I’ll go downstairs.”
“Uh- yes yes. Hurry down and rest.”

As if Im Wan-ki was all too familiar with this situation, he put the new survivors into the student council room and gently closed the door.

Thud-!

Kang Cheong-sin, who shook his shoulders again at the noise that was too loud to be a lightly closed door, straightened his posture.

He kept looking around his head in all directions as he was very perplexed as to where to direct his gaze.

“Hey.”

At that moment, a word from Paeng Hyun-jae.

In surprise, Kang Qingxin, who straightened his head, saw Peng Hyunjae with a finger stretched out in his field of vision.

“How long are you going to stare at the floor? Can you raise your face?”

The female survivor who was trembling at the gesture of pointing at the female survivor next to her raised her head with a creak.

“… Fuck you!”

Fang Fang Fang Fang-!

As soon as she saw the female survivor’s face, she accelerated her waist, squeezing the woman’s buttock tighter.

Then, the woman’s body, which had been leaning on her window, swiveled toward them.

“Ha ha! Ughhh-!”

Thanks to that, I could see at a glance the woman’s breasts, which gently swayed each time Pang Hyun-jae fucked her cock.

The woman who had been strangely struggling with her arms and letting out her moans slowly fell to her knees on the floor as her fangs forced her cunt to fuck.

Pang- Pang- Pang-

As if her beasts were mating, the sound of her butt being slapped again in her junior position rang through the student council room.

Gulp-

She unconsciously laughed at Kang Qingxin swallowing her spittle, and Fang Hyun-jae, who was violently massaging her buttocks, placed her hand on her woman’s head.

Ugh-!

Something black suddenly covered his hand with a strange sound.

It was clear that a substance similar to the director’s golden color was slowly seeping into the woman’s head.

And at the same time as the black substance seeped into her head, the focus began to return to the woman’s eyes, who had opened her mouth blankly with unfocused eyes.

A woman who suddenly makes eye contact with Jiang Qingxin with her drooling face.

“Kyaaaaah!”

Then she let out a tearing scream as if she had never seen Kang Chung-shin, who had been calm in the student council room until now.

A woman desperately hiding herself from the eyes of the mighty god, rocking her body back and forth.

“Heh, hehe—! Look, don’t look—please don’t look!”
“Ah- fuck, I’m suddenly so fucking hot.”

Fang Hyun-jae pressed harder on the woman who suddenly started twisting her body.

The stitches continued as if they were stamping down on her tightly held buttocks.

Paeng Hyun-jae opened his mouth playfully as he looked at the woman who had no choice but to give him a pussy.

“Look at how excited he gets because other chicks are watching. I guess this is the first or second time I’ve been a prostitute.”
“Huh- oh, no- no- no!”
“No, what’s wrong- you said you were a dance major, so you must have sponsored a dance major?”
“I didn’t- that kind of thing- heuuuuu-!”
“Ah- let’s just say I did, you motherfucker. Thinking that the bitch I was spawned from is fucking disgusting, ahh!”

Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang-!

Paeng Hyun-jae’s cock mercilessly digs into the pussy of a woman who is almost touching the floor.

“Keuww-!”

Pang Hyun-jae, who had been harassing the woman at such a high speed, raised his head and thrust his cock into the woman’s waist as far as he could.

Beaureut- Beaureureut-!

Then, with a dazed expression, her face shook.

“Haaaaa—”

A languid sigh leaked from his trembling mouth for a long time.

Pang Hyun-jae sighed lightly and put his hand on the woman’s head again.

Ugh-!

A black substance manifested again from his hand.

“Ah ah ah ah ah-! Hyun-jae-nim, please— Hyun-jae-niim!”

As soon as his hand came up again, the woman on the floor begged immediately, but nothing changed.

“Ahhh-! Ah— again— again oh— I can’t see it again— black black— please— Jebaal, don’t be like this, Mr. Hyunjae—!”

The woman flailed her hands around her, just as stupidly as before.

Then, dripping down her thick tears, she slowly rolled her trembling body into a circle.

Like a slug, she slowly reaches out to the woman who protects herself, her nipples pinching and present.

So she mischievously pinched the woman’s nipples and made eye contact with her steel hearing god.

“Wow—you look like a fucking otaku.”

Pang Hyun-jae, who raised her voice as if admiring it, smiled brightly at her Jiang Qing God.

“Passed, you bastard.”
“…”

There was nothing that Jiang Qingxin could do except laugh awkwardly.

His gaze shifted to the side of him, who had been staring at his shy smile for so long.

“Uh-you turn your face to the wall. Yes- so- that’s right, good job.”

A female survivor shivering and turning her body toward her windowpane.

Only then did Peng Hyun-jae, who had a satisfied smile, stare at Kang Cheong-shin again.

The moment he opened his mouth with a face full of expectations—

Kiyiik- Bread- Baaaaang-!

Outside the student union building, the noise of tires sliding along with the sound of a loudspeaker began to reverberate.

Eh eh eh!

“Ah— fuck.”

Paeng Hyun-jae’s face hardened in an instant at the roar of the zombies.

Looking at the glass window with narrow eyes, the uneasy substances flowed out of my outstretched hand.

His gaze moved along the black substance that spread out from his hand.

A black substance seeping through the glass windows and seeping into the zombies running towards the luxury foreign car parked in the center of the plaza.

“Eh eh eh!”

Then, the zombies soaked in the black substance started running in different directions all at once.

Thud-!

Zombies hit their heads against a giant tree while running and fall down, and zombies start running in the opposite direction.

“It’s going to be so damn annoying again.”

Then, closing the door of the foreign car and glaring at the 5th floor where they were, Pang Hyun-jae muttered annoyedly at the man approaching.

Took-!

“Move, Onahol.”
“Kyaaak-! Ugh-!”

Kicking kicking the woman who was curled up like a slug.

The startled woman frightened and slowly moved her body.

Took-! Took-!

A woman crawling along her body, staggering at the direction instructions that followed, restlessly hitting her hips.

After reaching the bed inside the student council room, Paeng Hyun-jae touched the woman’s nipple with her toe again.

Coo-!

“Hey, Pang Hyunjae!”

A strong wind blew through the wide open Munduk and fiercely entangled her bangs.

The man who hurriedly entered the student council room quickly looked around the student council room and met Paeng Hyun-jae’s eyes on the bed.

“Did you know that Im Wan-gi beat a woman on the 3rd floor to death?”
“Oh yeah? I understand now, sir.”

An answer full of sarcasm no matter who hears it.

However, the man continued talking to Paeng Hyun-jae casually.

“Besides, I didn’t even put my face on the road clearing that I promised today.”
“Ah—that’s what I said to take a day off.”
“… What?”
“I said I wanted to take a day off because I was tired from working too hard, so I told you to do whatever you want?”
“… We have to clear the roads today so that there will be more places to distribute flyers tomorrow.”
“Haa- if you’re a bastard who’s going to search for it just because you sprayed it a day late, it’s already been searched for even if you don’t distribute flyers, senior.”
“Huh-!”

A shrill moan leaked from the woman who curled up on her body like a slug, as if she strained her toes that stumbled along with her smile.

A man looking down at such a woman and biting her lips.

He turned to Kang Cheong-sin and continued talking again as he stared at the female survivor staring at the window.

“… And aren’t those here newcomers?”
“That’s right.”
“… Then, why do I have to show that kind of attitude when there are newcomers?”

At the man’s question, Paeng Hyun-jae’s smiling face hardened again.

“Huh-uh-!”

Paeng Hyun-jae pinches the woman’s nipples and glares at the man.

“I don’t know why I should notice.”

Pang Hyun-jae pointed at Kang Cheong-sin with his head bent at an angle.

“Otaku.”

A female survivor who only looked through the window as if reflecting.

“It’s a bad year.”

And a woman on the floor.

“Prostitute.”

He glared at the man and continued his speech full of laughs.

“Do I have to pay attention while feeding these bastards? If I were alone, I would reap the beggars who beg for food to last for several years. Can’t you do something like this?”

Pang Hyun-jae raised his middle finger toward the man.

“Don’t give a damn about volunteering like that, senior. Calm down. I still think it’s a world in which installments on your car fall in every month, this senior.”

As he continued to speak, he let out another laugh as if he had lost his sense of humor.

“A person who has similar abilities and cannot do anything without the help of others. Aren’t you, too, someone who should be able to drive around the country with zombies attached to your butthole like an old neighborhood fart truck? Is that bastard trying to teach me now?”
“…”
“It’s literally ridiculous, senior.”

A cold voice full of anger, completely different from the first one.

However, the man caught his gaze and opened his mouth again.

“Let’s gather people by distributing flyers. You were the one. You are also the one who neglects the survivors who hold on to hope and come to the student center. Im Wan-gi is now even killing people in the student center!”
“Ah–then it’s rather strange that you didn’t kill him with a cleaver. How immersed he is in playing big brother now.”
“You—I know, but why did you act like you didn’t know? And, of course, when people are treated like that, who can stand still? That’s why I said to give women a role to contribute to the student union.”
“What. Shall we grab a weapon and catch zombies together?”
“There’s a way, and if you think about it, it’s different—”
“Hey.”

Paeng Hyun-jae hurriedly interrupts the man.

He got up from the spot where he was harassing the woman and slowly began to approach the man.

“Even if I tried to listen quietly, I wouldn’t be able to because I feel so fucking fucked.”

Faced with the approaching Peng Hyunjae, the man hurriedly glanced at Kang Qingxin, who had been neglected in this situation.

A wink to take the female survivor and leave.

A cold voice hit Jiang Qingxin, who nodded her head in confusion.

“Who wants to leave? Hey otaku.”

Jiang Qingxin hurriedly turned her head and stared at her fang present.

“Are you afraid that someone might not be an otaku? If you just look at it, don’t you know who the head is here?”

Kang Qingxin quickly shook her head and nailed her flinching feet to the floor.

“Yoo Seo-jun senior.”

Fang Hyun-jae stood right in front of Yu Seo-jun and tapped her temple with her finger.

“It’s so fucking absurd that I have to tell all of these things to a nobleman who is a college student.”

Took-!

“Hey.”

Paeng Hyun-jae pushes Yoo Seo-joon’s forehead with his hand that had been tapping his temple.

“A few weeks, no, until a month ago, we were living in a world where female soldiers, female firefighters, and female police officers were clamoring for nothing, senior.”

Took-!

A hand that continued to tap on Yoo Seo-jun’s forehead.

“Whether it was a few decades ago or recently―it’s a world where people live in war, where male superiors are immersed in either fragging or killing superiors if they’re screwed.”

Took-!

“It’s a world overflowing with idiots who were heartfelt and stabbed with sincerity, saying that they would kill you even if you couldn’t say anything about the game at the internet cafe we ​​used to hang out with.”

Took-!

“In such a world, if zombies and some ridiculous monsters are rushing at you, and you drool next to you and you can’t hold your weapon properly and you are trembling, the people next to you will do a very good job of comforting you, right?”

Took-!

“You bastards who need a lot of places to vent their anger because the world has exploded without knowing why will do that very well, huh?”

Tuk-tuk-tuk-

The tenacious touch that keeps Yoo Seo-jun stumbling.

Nevertheless, Paeng Hyun-jae, who had been staring at Yoo Se-jun, who straightened his back, spoke again.

“Do you think it looks like I’ve been fucking and eating women all day?”

“Hey, Yoo Seo-jun. I’m much smarter than you. Why is Kapoor, who was thinking about getting a woman by driving a foreign car without any countermeasures, suddenly acting like he’s become an apostle of justice?”

“Why? What kind of person do you think you have become if you open your eyes horizontally and say the right things? Calm down, Seo Jun-ah.”

“Fuck it, you only use it when you’re in shape at the club you go to every day to fuck girls, and this is the fucking reality.”

Took-!

In the end, Yoo Seo-jun collapsed on the floor, unable to hold on.

However, the unfinished words continue to him, who immediately shakes the floor and quickly stands up.

“No, I am using my characteristics to extract extreme efficiency, right? What the hell is wrong with complaining so much, really? Why- Now that you’re trying to be a junior, your position is a bit ambiguous?”
“…”
“You’re about to get annoyed, so do it in moderation, you bastard. While spreading the leaflets that I was told to, rub your cock hard on your baby, you bastard, before you even cut off the food they gave you on the 3rd floor.”

Toouk-!

As if the one-sided words were over, the arms were stirred like a ceremonial order.

Yoo Seo-jun, who was pushed by that arm, balanced his staggering body and shook his shoulders.

“Now take that keut stuck in the wall and get out of here, you bastard Kapoor.”
“…”

Yoo Seo-joon opened the iron door without saying anything, leading the woman who was shaking from the wall.

Kiki-Ik-

Paeng Hyun-jae opened his mouth again, leaning on Yoo Seo-jun’s back, which appeared to be a wide-open door.

“Fuck, this is why I like school ties. Even a troller like that would be taken with me as a club senior.”

Tsk-!

As the door closed, Pang Hyun-jae lightly clicked his tongue and smiled brightly again as he looked at Kang Cheong-shin, who only rolled her eyes.