A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 58: Curse of Dependence (4) *

Chapter 58: Curse of Dependence (4) *

The man who was running away after being humiliated by Soira thought with a still sober mind.

This can't be happening. Go.

He was a man who was confident in his own strength while doing the difficult work of repairing buildings.

His routine was to do odd jobs during the day and relieve the fatigue of the day by drinking cold beer at night.

Then I saw two pretty girls, so I just talked to them for a moment.

Well, I tried to do a little friendly skinship, but isn't that kind of greeting at a bar?

The man whose thoughts continued to be incoherent gradually began to think in a strange direction.

Okay. This can't be happening.

Something strange had happened.

Common sense suggests that such thin and delicate forearms can have the strength to throw a strong adult man?

It was because he was drunk that he stumbled. That's why she lost her footing and rolled, she wasn't strong.

The man thought so.

In this world where magical power exists, it was not uncommon for women to be stronger than men, but since women who could use magical power rarely worked in construction, men had never actually seen such women.

So the man decided to dismiss the fact that he had been overpowered and thrown out by the woman as something wrong. The fact that the man had not yet sobered up also contributed to the illusion.

When the thought reached that point, the man, who already had a low boiling point, began to burn with anger again.

'At best, I tried to talk to him. 'I can't say thank you, but you're embarrassing me like this?'

The man decided to go to his friends to get revenge.

It was a shameful thing to gather other people to get revenge on a woman, but the man had no such consciousness.

...

Fortunately, the man who was able to gather his friends in time was able to find Soira on her way back to her lodgings after eating.

Because he was in a hurry, he could only gather six people, but since he has seven of them, he will be able to get revenge on Soira and get some tuition in return.

The man thought so and drove Soira and Flora into the alley.

His lower abdomen was already aching as he thought about what kind of 'tuition' he would receive.

However, Soira's reaction after hearing the man's red-faced speech was blunt.

"So. "You're holding me like this for just that reason?"

"That's all. "If you hadn't done something strange, I wouldn't have suffered such humiliation!"

"Humiliation? At best, I just rolled on the floor a little. And I didn't do anything strange. "I don't think I'm quite sober yet, so how about I just leave without being embarrassed further?"

"Under. Are you scared? I guess so. Good night. If you apologize politely even now, this big-hearted body may forgive you."

"Forgiveness?"

Soira was dumbfounded and asked back, but the man took it as a sign that he was willing to apologize.

"Okay. Maybe you can forgive me. "If you take off your clothes and bow down there!"

At those words, wahaha, the man's friends burst out laughing.

It was a gang that got along with each other anyway. It was the same for men and friends to be mean.

Amid the laughter echoing in the alley, Soira just laughed helplessly, as if she was dumbfounded.

"I am indeed. It's so absurd... Flora. "Go first."

"Soira. Are you okay?"

"It's okay then. "I can go and wash first."

"Okay. "I'll wait for you at the accommodation!"

Soira sent Flora first. From what the man said, it seemed like he wasn't interested in Flora.

In the first place, arguing with Soira was no different from taking out his anger on her drunkenness, but it was true that the man was not interested in Flora.

Because small breasts were not to the taste of a man named Flo.

If Flora had found out, she would have been hit with a magic blow and ended up kissing her floor. Luckily, the man didn't say that out loud.

Flora also knew Soira's skills, so she didn't worry too much and just went back to her quarters.

Then, the only people left in the alley were Soira and seven delinquent-looking men.

The men secretly surround Soira and block her escape.

Looking at that, Soira just thought that if she had brought her sword, she could have avoided this.

"Sister. Now do you look this way too?"

A man who didn't like his relaxed attitude rushed at him, clenching his fists behind his back.

"Hey. Do it in moderation? Because I have something to do after it's over."

"Okay. "You have to save the energy to have a good time."

"But who comes first?"

The other men just giggled when they saw that.

– Pow!

Until the man who rushed in first was killed with a single punch.

– Shake.

In an alley that suddenly became quiet, all that remained was the sound of a man falling to the ground.

"I don't think I need to see it."

Soira did as he said, and without even looking at the charging man, he knocked him down with one punch.

The men hesitated at the unexpected result, then realized that they were far outnumbered.

"Fuck. Hit it!"

They all rushed in at once.

Even though she was surrounded and attacked by several men, Soira seemed at ease.

Even though they lost to dragons and orcs recently, dragons were out of the question and orcs lost because they had a big burden on them, not because Soira was weak.

Not only was it a shame to compare the character's abilities to that of an ordinary person, but he also learned fighting skills in real life, so there was no reason to lose by grappling with men who were no better than bullies.

...

The alley, where the sound of blows had been echoing for a while, became quiet again.

The only person standing is Soira.

There was one more person who came to his senses.

"What. "Why don't you open your mouth like that and then attack me?"

It was the man who first made a fuss at Soira and then rolled on the floor.

The man was clever enough to see the other friends rush in first and run away first, so he hid behind them.

I got tangled up with another man who was hit by Soira and rolled on the floor with him, but at least I didn't get hit.

The man sat on his butt and muttered in disbelief.

"Well, what is it? This. This can't be happening!"

"This can't be happening. "You are just weak."

Soira shook her hands and walked towards the man step by step, as if she was taking care of her troublesome business.

"Huh, stop! Don't come any closer! Go away!"

"What are you talking about. You were the one who called me and stopped me when I was going well, right? Let's see the end."

"Ugh... "

Trudging. Truly.

The sight of Soira, a seemingly ordinary pretty girl, approaching, seemed to bring fear of death to the man. In reality, I only got hit a few times at most.

As the distance got closer, I felt even the little remaining intoxication disappear due to the rising fear.

In the face of extreme fear, the man's simple brain began to work desperately.

And what the man finally remembered was something he had heard while working at the temple during the day.

There was a worn part on the floor, so the floor was being removed and work was being done.

The space between the lower floor and the thinner floor was close enough to eavesdrop on conversations taking place downstairs.

It was not uncommon at a construction site, especially at a site where people working in the building worked without leaving.

So, as always, the man was going to listen with one ear and let it go with the other.

If it weren't for the sight of a pretty girl pulling down her skirt through a screw that was accidentally loosened.

The woman, who was so pretty and big-breasted that you could admire her just by peeking through a narrow gap, was talking to a man across her desk with her lower abdomen fully exposed.

He inadvertently enlarged the hole to get a closer look, and when the loosened screw fell downstairs, the man's heart dropped, but luckily he was not caught.

I can't remember the details of the conversation because I was suddenly peeking at my breasts that had been removed and smeared just before that, but I strangely remembered the conversation.

– For obscene things...

– ... Just by hearing something in a command tone, it is forced...

So you can do dirty things just by giving orders? With such a pretty girl?

She was startled and fell on her face, hitting her head loudly on the floor, but the pain wasn't important.

Because the man was struggling to remember the fact, as if he had been told a great secret.

And now.

The memory, which I had completely forgotten under the influence of alcohol, came back to me as I sobered up with great fear.

It is not clear whether the monster-like woman in front of her is that woman, but she is at her best.

The man closed his eyes tightly and screamed.

"Stop!"

...

Flowing silence.

The sound of footsteps gradually getting closer stopped.

I open my tightly closed eyes little by little.

A fist visible in front of you.

"Hee, hee!"

I was startled and pulled my upper body back, but there was no sign of my fist coming any closer.

When I looked ahead again, I saw Soira standing still in the same position with his fist outstretched.

"Hehe, hehe."

The fear had not yet subsided, so I pushed the fist in front of him with my trembling hands.

Still, Soira didn't move.

Next, I reached out to the chest that had been attracting my attention ever since I saw him during the day and when I met him at the bar at night.

– Mulkeong.

Elastic and soft texture.

For a man who had only ever hugged a prostitute, it was a fantasy-like sensation.

The man who absentmindedly massaged a few more times came to his senses and cheered.

Haha! It wasn't a big deal!"

"... "

I stopped this woman. I can dominate this woman!

The man laughed for a while and acted faithfully to his desire.

"Hey. Apologize sincerely. "You know how, right?"

"... "

Without saying anything. Yet Soira slowly, following orders, takes off her clothes one by one.

While admiring the sight, the man could feel his cock becoming erect like never before.

And because I was so excited, I didn't notice that the corners of Soira's mouth turned up slightly.