Heroine Hunts Heroines-Chapter 137

To be honest, I had considered joining a guild.

But with my responsibilities as the Baekhwa Representative, and the looming chaos of war recovery, the thought felt... exhausting.

Not to mention, Baekhwa’s return to the Academy would soon align our fates as peers.

As a national leader, they’d likely ascend to my grade level.

"I still haven’t conquered Shinohara Kotone yet."

"You’re insane! Don’t you realize your group completely throws off the Academy's balance?"

"We’re already advanced-level! What’s there to worry about?"

"Then why not just move us to an S-Class? Or are you trying to rob us of our youthful Academy life? Huh? Seriously, should I try pulling your skirt down?"

"You’re impossible! You’ll say anything, won’t you?"

"Seriously, you're even wearing pants. What a shame, tsk tsk."

If only you wore skirts short enough to show your panties, maybe Yoo Jin-seok would feel something.

But Unyielding One (불방망이) not only has a terrible personality but also rarely wears skirts. What a waste.

"So, we’ve been promoted. What more do you want?"

"Even in the advanced class, there’s a disparity! What are you even doing there?"

"Obviously? My girls are worshipping me, duh."

"That’s the issue! Why are you treating your seniors like slaves?"

"They like it! What do you want me to do about it?"

It’s no secret that the female students of Hanseong Academy already had a soft spot for me.

Of course, the ones outright worshipping me had already been corrupted by Choi Si-woo’s influence.

In other words, they were under my command—monsters, just like me.

"Fine, whatever. I’ll look into creating an S-Class or something."

Unyielding One finally surrendered, as she should’ve from the start.

"By the way, how’s it going with my brother?"

"Got dumped."

One glance at her face, and it was obvious.

The way she scrunched up her face and hysterically lashed out—it practically screamed, "I got rejected."

"Really? Why?"

"Because he's such a damn siscon! He’s driving me insane, and it’s all your fault!"

Not sure how she pinned this on me, but let’s be honest—her personality probably scared him off regardless.

Anyway, her endless nagging went in one ear and out the other.

I let her rant while I tuned out, casually making my way to the 2-A classroom.

"Welcome, Yoo Eun-ha-nim."

"Mmm, good, good. Smoothie time."

The 2nd-year A-class girls eagerly greeted me, waving fans to keep me cool.

Their eyes had all turned serpentine—snake-like.

Naturally, these were the girls who had been fully corrupted by Choi Si-woo’s influence and subsequently tainted by my presence.

"Mmm, sweet as always. You deserve a reward."

With a flick of my fingers, the girls, their cleavage on full display, gathered around me.

I took a sip of my strawberry smoothie and playfully shared it with each of them in turn, feeding them straight from my mouth.

How could I behave so freely, you ask?

It’s simple: every single instructor and professor in 2-A is female, and, well... they’ve all been thoroughly corrupted.

As for male students?

There are no boys in 2nd-year A-Class.

"Wait, why do you need all this pampering when you already have lovers?"

"That’s one thing, and this is another."

"Couldn’t you at least keep it out of sight?"

Reyna was nagging me again.

Honestly! If your husband indulges in such pleasures, shouldn’t you, as his wife, take the initiative and offer him women to enjoy? That’s just common courtesy!

"You seem awfully dissatisfied. Are you really going to tattle to Mom?"

"I deeply apologize, Lady Reyna."

When my daughter-turned-lover Reyna gets like this, there’s no point resisting.

I dutifully apologized and sent the 2-A girls back to their seats.

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"That’s that, but don’t you think we’re forgetting something?"

"Forgetting what?"

What could she mean?

"Ping Tao."

"Honestly, how is anyone supposed to take a name like Ping Tao seriously?"

Oh, right. Ping Tao. I guess it’s about time I dealt with her.

She is a heroine, after all, which means she’s on my list to... conquer.

Since Choi Si-woo was off corrupting the remaining students, the timing was perfect.

Usually, I let her sit on my lap—something about it feels just right. And when I tease her just a little by brushing my hand lower, she produces fresh essence on the spot.

But with her gone, today was Ping Tao’s turn. Time for some experimentation.

"Oh, I wanna see too!"

Just then, Han Su-ji—disguised as one of the 2-A girls—tore off her black wig with a dramatic flourish.

Reyna and Han Su-ji watched as I pulled Ping Tao’s severed head and body from my storage space. The state she was in was undeniably bizarre—her head and body were separated, yet connected by faint red magical threads, pulsating like faint veins of power. Her head floated listlessly, her body lay heavy and limp.

"Wait, is she even alive? Her head and body are... well, doing their own thing."

"No way she’s a regular human at this point."

Even Reyna had to agree. This wasn’t the Ping Tao she used to be—this was something far stranger, something almost... interesting.

"It’s probably the lingering influence of the Sin," I explained, noting the traces of malevolent energy still tying her fragments together.

"She’s basically a Dullahan now."

And isn’t that exciting? A Dullahan heroine... that’s a new one for the books.

Grabbing Ping Tao’s floating head by the hair, I gave it a good shake.

"Hey, wake up, you dumb cow! Stop playing dead and get up!"

Her head flopped about, but soon enough, her eyes fluttered open, and her expression twisted in a mix of dizziness and confusion.

"Aaaaah! Stop shaking me! I’m gonna—"

"And now you’re speaking Chinese again. Great."

After a moment of groaning and squinting, Ping Tao seemed to take stock of her surroundings—and her situation.

Her eyes widened as she noticed her body lying nearby.

"Wha—what is this?! My body! What happened to me?!"

"Shut up!"

One more shake silenced her for a moment, though her panic still lingered.

"Yu Eun-ha? What’s going on? Why is my head and body... not together?!"

"Shouldn’t you be telling me that? Do you not remember anything?"

Her face scrunched up as if struggling to recall.

"I... I remember being with General Zhang Wei, and then—"

Slap!

I smacked her cheek.

"Not that, you airhead! The war! The fight! You were there!"

"Oh... right. I—I was killed. General Zhang Wei..."

Tears welled up in her eyes as the memories seemed to return.

"Yeah, he killed you. And now? You’re stuck like this. You’ve got a body and a head, but thanks to the Sin, they don’t work together anymore. You’re independent now—congratulations."

"W-what? Does that mean I’m a... Dullahan?"

Slap!

Another sharp smack.

"In Korean, damn it! How many times do I have to tell you—speak Korean while you’re here!"

She winced and whimpered, looking utterly pathetic.

"But I’m Chinese!"

"And your proud China got its ass handed to it, lost a chunk of territory, and is now paying us reparations. How about that?"

I leaned in closer, smirking as her expression twisted in shock.

"Your comrades? They’re gone. Their Cores? Delicious."

I patted my stomach with mock satisfaction, letting her know exactly where those Cores had ended up. Her lips trembled, and tears began to stream down her cheeks.

"But you, you’re still here—thanks to me. Remember that."

"What... what are you going to do with me?"

Grin.

I leaned in closer, my voice low and dripping with suggestion.

"What am I going to do? Oh, I’ve got plans for you."

I’m thinking of playing fire rat spinning.

Since you’re a monster imbued with sin, there’s no worry about your roots snapping off easily like Ha Jung-seok’s.

Grabbing Ping Tao’s hair, I swung her head round and round in circles.

There was a time when my grandfather taught me how to play fire rat spinning. That was so long ago—back in my childhood, during my corporate worker days—that the memories now feel distant yet vividly nostalgic.

"Ah, this is how you play fire rat spinning. Haha, you’re good at it.""Wow! Grandpa, the whole field is on fire!""Ah, no! Stop!"

Those were truly good times. Although, this living fire rat spinning might be a bit of a problem.

"Y-Yoo Eun-ha! Yu Eun-ha!"

At first, she kept mumbling something incomprehensible in Chinese, so I shook her head even harder. After a while, though, she finally started speaking Korean naturally.

So, I decided to show her some mercy.

"Send me back to my country."

"You’re already declared dead. Congrats? Besides, if you go back now, they’ll treat you as a war criminal."

If she does return, I’m pretty sure Zhang Wei will have her executed.

"Even so—"

"You’re no longer human. You’re just a monster now."

No matter how you look at it, this was no ordinary human. Where in the world would you find someone whose body and head were completely detached?

“A-ah. N-no. No way.”

“Yes way. Let’s get along from now on, my slave.”

“I’m not your slave!”

Surprisingly enough, you are indeed my slave.

Why? Because I devoured the Sin of Gluttony, and Ping Tao, who’s still under its influence, is effectively just another one of my subordinates.

That’s why, despite having a body capable of movement, they can’t resist me at all.

“Good girl, our Ping Tao. Now then, I’m going to try something fun with you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“From now on, I’ll be using you as my personal sex slave. Oh, and I’m assigning you to guard duty at Songdo, too.”

I’ve been needing a guard dog anyway, and Ping Tao seems like the perfect fit. Over time, I can patch in some Korean language skills, too.

“Who said you could just decide that on your own?”

“I did, obviously. You hit me pretty hard, you know? My stomach still tingles from it. You wretched wench.”

Ah, seriously, this is getting me all worked up. There's something I really want to test out on this damn Dullahan.

“W-what are you planning to do?”

“Han Suji? Reyna? Restrain her body tightly for me.”

Just to be sure, I made sure her entire body was securely bound.

“Yes, understood.”

With Ping Tao immobilized, unable to move a muscle, I stripped off my lower garments.

‘What the hell do you think you're doing? Why are you taking it off all of a sudden? Even with the same girl, this isn't cool. Ew?’

‘Shut up and suck it, bitch.’

I shoved Nogang Yongyong's tail into this bitch's cunt. I slammed it in.

‘Ugh...?’

Again, the feeling of forcing her to suck like this makes me feel like conquering.

Churrrrrrrr!

The dragon's tail in object mode has the same sensation as the cock, so now I can feel what it feels like to be fucked by a woman in real time.

This bitch sucks the glans off my cock. It feels strange to have her tongue flicking over the glans.

At first she resists, but then that's it.