I Became The Necromancer In The Post-Apocalyptic Zombie World

Chapter 34

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“I wonder if Da-hee has filled her in by now.”

Seo-ho had made a bet with Oh Na-yeon. If she, desperate to stay by his side, became pregnant, he would take responsibility for her.  Of course, she could never win. He wouldn’t allow her to get pregnant. The question was, how would Na-yeon react to losing the bet?

“She’ll do anything I ask.”

She’d be desperate to regain her comfortable life at the department store, and he would use that to his advantage. That was his current plan. He could easily wipe out the dormitory group now with his new ‘Ruler’s Voice’ ability. The problem was, he could only wipe them out. He was still testing the limits of his powers through the search for Yoon Kang-hyun, but based on the zombies’ behavior so far, keeping them alive would be difficult.  Even if he managed to keep them alive, they’d likely be infected.  Just like the zombie ripping off the entire finger instead of just the nail.  He’d know for sure after the test, but the inability to give precise commands was a drawback.

“Killing them outright would be boring.”

He wanted revenge, but death was merely the end result.  The process of revenge was what he craved.  Keeping them alive and under his control was the ideal scenario.  That’s why, despite the inconvenience, he was using a compliant doll, Oh Na-yeon, instead of brute force. She was currently his most useful puppet.  He wondered how long it would take her to carry out his instructions. He’d gauge her level of obedience based on the time it took.

“Ugh… sniffle… sniffle…”

As he plotted, focusing on driving, he heard whimpering from beside him.  It was Han Mo-ah, the woman he’d purchased in the recent trade. She’d been crying ever since leaving Ryu Da-hee’s care and being bound in the van.

“She’s certainly timid.”

Anyone would be scared and cry in this situation, but Mo-ah had always been like this. Timid and cowardly, she’d always clung to Da-hee, observing from the sidelines.

—

He stopped the van in a safe area and turned to look at Mo-ah.

“…Sniffle!”

She flinched and pressed herself against the door as he studied her through his sunglasses and mask.  She was terrified.

“And she’s afraid of *me*.”

Looking at Mo-ah, he recalled a conversation with Da-hee from a few days ago, after he’d explained his abilities and why he needed virgins. He’d asked Da-hee if Mo-ah was a virgin and how to best bring her onto his side.  Her answer had surprised him.

“‘Mo-ah will join you without any problems.'”

“‘Huh? But I’m going to fuck her too.'”

“‘Exactly.  No problems.'”

He’d given Da-hee a questioning look at her confident assertion, and she’d sighed, averting her gaze.  Her expression was a mix of reluctance and resignation.

“‘You saved Mo-ah before, remember? She’s liked you ever since.'”

“‘…Me?'”

That was unexpected. He’d assumed she felt gratitude, but they hadn’t spoken much since then. He hadn’t imagined she harbored such feelings. He’d talked to Da-hee much more.

“‘Anyway, it’s pure, first love, so it won’t be difficult… just make sure you explain the situation clearly.'”

He’d gained valuable information.

“So, I’m Han Mo-ah’s first love, huh?”

The realization gave him a strange feeling. He reached out and touched Mo-ah’s thigh.  A soft, smooth, and intimate area.

“Mmm…!!”

Mo-ah whimpered and squirmed as the hand of a masked stranger caressed her sensitive skin.

“You’re pretty. What’s your name? How old are you?”

“Mmm!! Mmm…!!”

“Ah, I see you can’t answer. I’ll have to hear the details later.”

He decided to maintain the mysterious stranger persona. He’d deepened his voice slightly. Da-hee had recognized him instantly, but Mo-ah, terrified and being groped, had no idea he was Lee Seo-ho, the man she thought was dead.

“Should I tease her a bit?”

He wouldn’t reveal his identity until it was time for the main event.  He didn’t need to do this with Mo-ah, who wasn’t a target of his revenge, but he did resent her.  He’d ended up in that miserable situation because he’d helped her.  And after he’d helped her, she’d barely spoken to him, despite his horrific treatment. She’d occasionally brought him food and offered words of comfort, but still… he’d suffered because of her.  He wanted to give her a little payback.

“Her skin feels amazing.”

“Mmm…! Hmm…!”

*Squish, squish.*

He continued driving, his right hand reaching over to caress Mo-ah over her underwear.  She whimpered and squirmed, but she was trapped in the passenger seat.  His fingers inevitably found their way to her pussy.

“…Wait, is she hairless?”

“Hmm… sniffle…!”

He slipped his fingers inside her underwear, feeling only smooth, supple flesh.

“I thought she just looked young.”

Mo-ah was petite overall. Short, with small breasts. But she had a cute face and small hands and feet, a type many men found attractive. He’d assumed her youthful appearance was just a facade. He hadn’t expected her pussy to be hairless.

“She’s tight too.”

He enjoyed the feel of Mo-ah’s tight pussy as he drove back to the department store. His cock hardened in anticipation of claiming her small opening.

*Squish, squish.*

“Hmm…!”

—

Upon arriving at the department store, he carried Mo-ah straight to the bed, throwing her over his shoulder.  He wasn’t going to wait like he had with Da-hee and Na-yeon.  She might resent him later, but Mo-ah was too timid to be a threat.  This time, he was going to have his fun, with a little roleplaying thrown in.

“Heave-ho!”

“Kyaaah!!”

*Thud.*

He tossed Mo-ah onto the bed.  He’d removed the gag from her mouth when they left the van, but her hands were still bound. She trembled on the bed, pleading with him.

“P-Please, don’t do this… I-I’ll do anything… please…”

Tears streamed down her face as she begged him.

“…How arousing.”

Unfortunately for Mo-ah, her fear only hardened his resolve.  His sadistic tendencies, amplified by his rough play with Lee Ah-rin, were surfacing again.  He ignored her pleas and stripped off his clothes, leaving only his mask and sunglasses.  Ha-yeon and Ah-rin were hidden away on the third floor, instructed to stay put until he was finished.

“Eek…!”

His naked body, and especially his enlarged cock, came into full view. Mo-ah’s eyes widened in fear, but a blush crept up her cheeks.  He ignored her reaction and climbed onto the bed.

“You’re cute. Pretty face.  Just my type.”

“D-Don’t…! Please…! I-I’m a virgin…! Ugh, sniffle…!”

“Sorry, no can do. You were sold to me by your friends.”

“Sniffle, sniffle…!”

Realizing she couldn’t escape, Mo-ah broke down into sobs.  Her despair aroused him. He ripped off her clothes and spread her legs, gripping her knees.

“Nnngh…!”

She offered slight resistance, but her legs moved easily, her resolve broken.  Her pussy, already wet from his earlier ministrations in the van, came into view.  A smooth, hairless, pristine opening, just as he’d expected.

“Sniffle… Seo-ho… s-Seo-ho…”

As he stared, mesmerized, he heard Mo-ah whisper his name.

“‘My name…?”

Strangely, in this situation, she was calling for him, not Da-hee.  Why was she calling his name?  She thought he was dead.

“Who’s Seo-ho? Your boyfriend?”

He teased, rubbing the tip of his cock against her wet, small entrance.

*Squish, squish.*

“Haaahh…!”

Mo-ah whimpered, her body reacting to the unfamiliar sensation.

“Answer me. Who’s Seo-ho?”

“…Ugh, sniffle.”

When she didn’t answer, he rubbed his cock against her clit.

“Haaahh…!”

The sudden stimulation made her shudder.  She opened her eyes wide, then forced herself to speak.

“H-He’s… someone I like.”

“You’re thinking about him now, even though he’s not your boyfriend?”

“B-But…”

Tears streamed down her face as she covered it with her arms.

“I wanted him to be my first…”

His heart skipped a beat.  Despite the suffering she’d indirectly caused him, the sight of this small, cute girl thinking of him in this situation, saddened that he wouldn’t be her first, was undeniably arousing.

“Should I stop teasing her?”

He’d intended to torment her further, to vent his resentment, but seeing her genuine affection for him made him feel guilty.

“So, you’re saying you’d be okay with me being your first?”

He removed her arms from her face and asked.  Mo-ah, her face streaked with tears, looked at him as if he’d said something absurd.  He removed his mask and sunglasses.

“You said you liked me.”

“Huh… huh?”

Her eyes widened as she saw his face.  She finally recognized his voice.  Trembling, she reached out and touched his cheek.

“Seo-ho…? Y-You’re alive…”

Realizing the situation, she blushed and covered herself with her arms.

“I-I mean! What I said was…!”

“What? That’s your reaction after seeing me again after so long?”

“But I’m naked! A-And you are too…!”

He chuckled at her flustered embarrassment and kissed her.

“Mmm…!”

A surprised moan escaped her lips, and her inexperienced tongue tentatively met his.

“Haa, haumm… mm, haa…”

She made surprisingly lewd noises as she tasted his tongue, her expression dazed.  He broke the kiss and gently rubbed his cock against her wet pussy again.

*Squish, squish.*

“Haaahh!”

“I’d like to greet you properly too, but I really need to fuck you first.  Is that okay?”

“Haaah!  B-But…!”

“You said you wanted me to be your first.”

“But…! This isn’t how I imagined it…”

Of course not.  She’d probably envisioned a romantic first time with her first love, a fancy dinner and a luxurious hotel room.  He could buy her a steak afterward, even if it was out of order.

“I can’t hold back after seeing your body.”

“…Nnngh.”

“So, can I?”

Mo-ah hesitated, then placed her hand on his shoulder and nodded. He smiled and kissed her again.  He needed to prepare her properly to minimize the pain.

“Mmm…! Mm, haa…”

Her pussy twitched and gushed even with just kissing.  He savored the wetness, rubbing his cock against her soft folds before entering her.  The supple texture sent shivers down his spine, and Mo-ah squirmed in response.  They kissed for a while longer, exchanging saliva. Then—

—*Ding.*

The familiar notification sound chimed.  He knew she was ready. He broke the kiss and looked into Mo-ah’s dazed eyes.

“I’m going in.”

He slowly pushed his cock into her small, soaked opening.

*Rip.*

The familiar sound of her hymen tearing reached his ears, and her tight pussy slowly enveloped his cock.  He felt the warm, wet sensation of her flesh against him.

“Haaaaahh—♥”

Mo-ah gasped, her mouth open as his cock entered without pain. Her lewd expression, despite being a virgin, was incredibly arousing.

“How is it? Your first time? Does it hurt?”

“I-It feels good…! It’s weird, it doesn’t hurt…! Haah! It feels good…!”

Her face flushed as she moaned and bucked her hips.

“She’s so fucking tight…!”

*Thrust, thrust, thrust!*

“Haaah! Aahh…! Hmm…!”

He began to pump into her eagerly receptive pussy. Her small opening clung to his cock, refusing to let go as he pulled back.  Her pussy clenched around him as if determined to keep him inside until he came. It felt even tighter because of how small she was.  It would have been incredibly painful for her without the pain reduction trait.

“Ahh, Mo-ah, your pussy feels amazing…!”

“R-Really? You like it? It feels good?”

“Yeah, it’s the best…!”

“Hmm…! I-I like it too…! I love you, Seo-ho…!  More than anyone in the world…!”

Mo-ah clung to him, her body pressed against his, her confession further tightening her pussy and increasing her lubrication.

*Thrust, thrust, thrust—!*

“Haaah…!  I-I feel something weird…! Seo-ho, my pussy…!”

As he continued to pound into her, her pussy began to convulse.  Feeling himself close, he whispered in her ear.

“I’m going to cum… can I cum inside you?”

Mo-ah, overcome with lust, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist.

“Cum inside me…! Fill me up…!”

Lost in the pleasure, she was actually asking for him to cum inside her, despite it being her first time.  Her unexpectedly lewd request made him grin as he increased his pace.

“Haaaaahh—!!♥”

*Spurt—!!*

He emptied himself into her womb.

“Amazing… so hot… something so hot…”

*Twitch, twitch.*

Even though he’d cum, her pussy continued to twitch and clench, as if demanding more.

—*Ding.*

[Your semen has entered ‘Han Mo-ah’s’ womb. What will you choose?]

[Impregnate]

[Enhance]

[Choose nothing.]

“Haa…”

“Haa, haa… amazing… sex.”

He looked at the familiar message, holding the panting Mo-ah in his arms.  She rested her head against his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around him.  Exhausted, she remained silent. He stroked her hair and selected [Enhance].

—*Ding.*

[Enhancement complete.  Servant ‘Han Mo-ah’ has gained the trait ‘Enemy Detection (C)’.]

“‘Enemy Detection,’ huh? C-rank.”

The traits gained from turning virgins into Servants were just a bonus. His main goal was enhancing his Necromancer skills.  He needed five virgins for the current growth quest.  Mo-ah was the first.

“That was easier than usual.”

Thanks to her pre-existing affection for him, he’d been able to take her virginity with minimal effort and a bit of teasing.  Feeling satisfied, he closed his eyes, enjoying Mo-ah’s warmth.

—

It was the middle of the night.  Most of the survivors were asleep, except for the few soldiers on guard duty.  But bedtime wasn’t strictly enforced, so some were still awake.  Oh Na-yeon stood by a window, gazing at the moonlit sky. She was in an unused room in the dormitory.

“…So… for the sake of…”

She muttered to herself, staring out the window.  A short while later—

—*Creak.*

Someone opened the door and entered the room.

“Uh… what’s going on?”

It was a man. Im Jeong-woo, who wasn’t particularly close to Na-yeon, entered the room with a flicker of anticipation. He was one of the men who had plotted the coup with Seo-ho, then betrayed him.

“…Maybe tonight… could it be…?”

It was a ridiculous thought, but Jeong-woo couldn’t help but hope.  A woman had called him to her room in the middle of the night.  And not just any woman, but Oh Na-yeon, who had recently been sold for food and spent a week having sex with a stranger.  Logically, it couldn’t be for *that* reason, but Jeong-woo, sexually frustrated, allowed himself to entertain the possibility.  And so, driven by his foolish hope, he’d entered the room.

Na-yeon slowly turned to face him.  Then—

—*Dash, dash, dash!*

“Wh-What the—?!”

*Thud.*

It happened in a flash.  Na-yeon lunged at him, something sharp glinting in her hand.  The object plunged into Jeong-woo’s chest.  He gasped, his eyes rolling back as he collapsed.  But Na-yeon didn’t stop.

“…For the sake of…”

She muttered, climbing on top of him and raising the knife again.

*Thud.*

“…For oppa.”

This time, she plunged the knife into his sternum.  Blood gurgled from Jeong-woo’s mouth as his body convulsed.  A smile spread across Na-yeon’s face.

“For Seo-ho oppa…”

She repeated the strange phrase, stabbing Jeong-woo’s body over and over again.

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