Chapter 4 – Episode 4 – About How I, a Former Mafia, Was Forced to Become a Pawn by a Part-Timer at a Convenience Store

“Uhehehe, man, man…”

I never thought I would feel again the feeling of having a hungry beast right in front of me. It’s not even a superhuman, it’s a woman who looks weak even with this kind of power!

“Go away, go away!”

I swung my short legs or hands around and threatened the Goryeo woman who was salivating at me. As if it had some effect, she didn’t approach me, but I took a small step behind her and watched me resist.

“Haha, what you’re doing is so cute. But don’t put up any pointless resistance… Anyway. What could you do with that dainty little body? This is just a waste of time! So, come quickly!”

The woman lightly snatched my ankle, which was bouncing back and forth, and pulled it right in front of her.

I grabbed the floor with my hands and tried to resist desperately, but the woman’s strength easily overpowered my small arms. I arrived at her unwillingly, like her cattle led to her slaughterhouse.

“Ugh!”

My body pulled like that, so the woman’s pussy came right in front of my eyes. I immediately turned my gaze to the side and tried to avoid the greedy pussy. I couldn’t because the woman grabbed my hair and pinned it.

– Ttuk-tuk

Water dripped from there, stained red, soiling the floor. As if predicting my fate soon, the place spewed water fiercely.

“Do it, don’t do it! You crazy pervert!”
“Uhhh! Don’t resist like that, didn’t you bring it on yourself? Hey, your face looks so damn hot. Where should I try it?”

Nelm, the woman slowly licked my face long and deep with her sticky, hot, saliva-soaked tongue.

I was horrified by her lasciviousness, her taste of my body as if I were her own delicacy, and as if her little boy, like me, was a private spearman.

Damn it! Why are you so strong when it comes to women! You can’t shake your hand! These days, women go to any mixed martial arts arena!

‘Or am I weak?’

That can’t be the case… A man can exert similar strength to an adult woman even when he is in the 6th grade of elementary school. No matter how petite and small a boy I am now, it is absurd that I cannot properly shake off this woman.

“Wow… This is a dream. It’s raw… Such a cute and lewd European boy is sucking my pussy…”

The woman seemed to be in a state of ecstasy, blushing her cheeks, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me inside.

I, who was in the body of a weak boy, was unable to properly resist the pair, and my head was slowly tilted forward.

And finally… Lips touched her vagina.

“Town!”

Suddenly, the chewing substances that came in between the nose and mouth were forced into the throat and nasal cavity.

Did I say that a woman’s juice smells like strawberries? That is an illusion. The taste of the woman’s chew is a sour lemon flavor. What I am saying now, being forced to drink, must have some truth.

‘Fuck this fucking feeling again…!’

The sensation of water constantly entering the nasal passages and esophagus, I have already experienced this. I never thought I would repeat what happened to me at that factory. What a fucking woman!

I shuddered at the fact that I had to go through such an unpleasant thing again just to get a cigarette.

“Ugh!”
“Haah … Really, acquaintance … I feel so good …! Shota from Europe is drinking my, my pussy water…! Going crazy. Whoa!”

What? Show, Shota…? What bullshit is this again? I don’t know what it means, but it sounds like a fucking word.

Apart from that word, the woman my hair had forcibly grabbed and shook her back and forth vigorously. Every time her lips hit her cunt, the water spurted to and fro.

“Eup, eup!, Eup!”
“Drink! Keep drinking! Drink until your face is covered with my cunt!”

The woman’s arousal tone grew stronger as time passed. He grabbed my head and violently went backwards. She came forward.” Repeatedly, she literally violated my lips.

Little by little, little by little, the woman’s water flowed incessantly into her lips. My stomach began to fill with her cum, although I didn’t want to.

Damn, even in my previous life, I never sucked a woman’s pussy because I felt like shit just by looking at it! My sexual experience in this life started off as a very fucking thing.

“Haa… I should leave a copy of this as a souvenir…”
“Eup, oops! Uhhh!!”
“Stay still! How dare you rebel against a bare-footed kid like you! I’ll use you as my daughter for the rest of my life, okay?”

Don’t do it you crazy bitch! Whoever wants to take a picture! I struggled with her suppressed arm to stop her hand from pulling out her phone.

But even though she was holding both of my wrists with one hand, I couldn’t resist her touch.

-Click!

The photo was taken in an instant. The picture of me with my cheeks bulging from soaking up a lot of cum was stored on her phone forever.

‘Damn it…! Shame on me in a place like this!’

I’m the boss of that heinous mafia organization! I’m not the kind of person who just sucks the pussy of a weak-looking woman like this!

Shame rushed in like a tidal wave. Doing this just to smoke a cigarette…

“Whoa, whoa…! Cheap Drink everything!”
“Eubbum? Ugh!”

For a moment! Do women ejaculate too? How the hell…?

My curiosity was quickly dispelled within a few seconds.

“Aww!”

The woman’s body trembled like crazy, and suddenly her waist was puffed up. She poured the goosebumps from her pussy into my mouth.

“Cheup!”

Because so much came in. In fact, the mouth was like a dam just before it overflowed with heavy rain. I have to spit this out to breathe! However, the woman in front didn’t even allow that.

“Drink! Drink it all! An asshole like you should live on drinking my shit!”
“Ugh!”
“I won’t let you go until you drink it all. Okay? So be quiet, and stuff it all down your throat!”

Damn it

How could I be obedient to such a disgraceful thing! But if you don’t obey, I forcefully put it in your mouth again…

I had no choice but to gulp down the mucus down my throat. Like a child forced to drink bitter-tasting medicine, I frowned and drank the water I didn’t want to drink.

“Whoa…”

If I drank all of my cum, the woman was satisfied. I finally let go of the hair that was holding her tight. Is it because you hold it too tight? My soft, fragile hair was falling apart.

“Haa, I want to continue here and use my cock, but… Seeing that ferocious expression on my face, if I do any more, I think I’ll report it to the police. For now, I’ll try to be patient.”

Looking at the woman talking patronizingly, I muttered a simple swear word.

“… Fuck bitch.”
“Gick-kick, did you need a cigarette? Take it to your heart’s content I’ll do the math.”

Damn it. Once you buy me a cigarette, I’ll take care of it… Actually, it’s because it’s embarrassing to tell someone that you’ve been raped by a woman. Anyway, it’s over now. Let’s get what we get

So I got up from the dirty warehouse floor, opened the door and went outside. I had been inhaling it a few tens of seconds ago, but because my nose and lips were forcibly blocked and I couldn’t breathe for a long time, I missed the fresh air.

Stumbling outside like that, I found one thing, interesting.

“Whoa. Wait, what is that again?”

I approached her as kindly as a man who had just raped her mouth. It’s my philosophy that there is no back end. Still, I plan to repay this enemy someday.

For now, I know I’m less powerful than this woman, so let’s not mess with her until she’s stronger. If I was raped to my dick here, I might lose my mind.

“What?”
“That magazine.”

Point your finger at a magazine in the magazine slot. The woman looked in that direction. It was a magazine with a picture of a woman exposing her abs on the cover.

I looked at it for a while thinking it might be a fashion magazine, but it doesn’t seem like that either. In one hand, the woman was holding an icicle the size of an iron stake.

‘A superman as a cover model?’

Even when I was in the mafia, superhumans were a symbol of fear. That is to say, they are not kind enough to be modeled for magazines like this.

Come to think of it, the magazine model on the table in the house I woke up from was also a superman. Aren’t they the ones who only work for the central government?

These guys aren’t the ones who come out on the bright side… What has changed since I died?

“Oh, that one? It’s a hero magazine. Hero.”
“A hero, you say…?”

Is it because the woman took off one leg? He answered me very obediently and sincerely.

Come to think of it, my status window also told me to get rid of two or more heroes. Hero, do you mean superhumans became heroes?

‘What do you think, should I buy that one for now?’

The more information I gather about the guys I’m going to eliminate, the better it will be for me. It would be nice to read a magazine like this without missing a single one.

I pointed my finger at Hero Magazine.

“Hey. Buy that too.”
“What? Oh, of course it doesn’t matter if you buy it, but ‘these days’ boys aren’t interested in things like that…”
“Because I’m interested. Hurry.”

Apparently, my status bar forced list also applied to magazine photos…

If this is the case, it could be very useful. I picked up the magazine with the most sinister expression on my face.

***

“This is the woman.”

To say the conclusion first, I was looking for it. A superman that can be defeated by using my abilities, not a ‘hero’.

——

Name: Min Eun-jung

Gender: Female

Age: 30

Hero Class: Class B

Unique ability: [Superhuman: All body functions of the human body are amplified up to 100 times that of normal people.]

Other than that: An old virgin who has never met a man. Recently, I am collecting pornography that is against the law to satisfy my sexual desire [Click to see more]

——

‘It’s just this woman.’

Other heroes have looked through their abilities and concluded that they are difficult to catch, but this woman is not!

It is a hero that can be easily hunted by using my unique ability, baby face, and maximization of senses.

‘Although it’s a bit scary being in B rank.’

The skills of ‘heroes’ seem to be divided into grades, but like the abilities of superhumans, they are divided into grades from F to maximum S. Looking at this alone, I don’t know how strong a B-class woman named Min Eun-jung is.

If you see that a superman with C-class abilities slaughtered 30 police forces without difficulty, you can see how dangerous this B-class person I am hunting is.

‘But, as long as I’m with this woman, I won’t hurt her hair. I can kill them.’

I grinned and went to the kitchen, pulling out her sharp cleaver. There was a charcoal stone that just happened to sharpen the blade, so I sharpened it several times, wrapped it in newspaper, and put it in the foam.

‘It doesn’t have to be that hard to kill a helpless person.’

So I went out the door of the house.

Because in front of her house, I have something to keep me busy.