Chapter 1: Ordinary Daily Life

Although I’m not entirely sure, this world has definitely gone to hell.

I’m hiding in the corner of a mart, silently holding my breath.

The deliberately broken lights, the shards of glass scattered on the floor.

A brilliant arrangement that only I know about, hidden from anyone who might enter.

This is the antlion’s trap I’ve created.

Please, let me catch something edible.

Crunch

After what felt like an eternity, I heard the sound of someone stepping on the glass shards.

Not just one person, at least two or more.

I listened intently as their conversation began to murmur.

“Man, shit, they’ve already taken everything. What could possibly be left in the mart?”

“Shut up. We don’t have many coins left, so we have to find food somehow, right? If you keep whining, I’ll rip your mouth apart.”

“Be quiet. What if someone’s here!”

“What kind of crazy bastard would be lurking around here? Didn’t you see the cobwebs at the entrance earlier?”

Two men and one woman.

Perfect.

Now, as long as the woman is decent…

I slightly adjusted the mirror towards their direction.

The sound of footsteps getting closer.

“Oh. Shit. Canned food.”

“Really! Jackpot!”

“Crazy. This is still here?”

The two men hurriedly rush towards the remaining canned food on the shelf.

I’m not interested in those guys. My only concern is the woman.

The woman’s figure was reflected in the mirror, and I was satisfied.

Long hair, face with some plastic surgery, but that’s good enough. Big breasts and a nice body.

Of course, she has to be that good for those guys to bring her along.

Age around late 20s? Whatever. It’s well within my strike zone, so it doesn’t matter.

I quietly looked at the two men and the woman and used my skill.

“Sleep.”

Thud

The two men and the woman collapsed on the spot.

I stayed still for a moment in case there were any followers.

Only the buzzing sound of the ventilation fan and the pounding of my heart could be heard, nothing else.

‘Good.’

Rejoicing inwardly, I cautiously stepped outside.

The man with the short, angular hair and the seemingly strong physique, and the somewhat weak-looking man, were both lying down in the posture they had when they grabbed the canned food.

I pulled out my jungle machete and swung it.

The machete stuck into the neck of the big man, and he disappeared.

Instead, a single gold pouch was left in his place.

[You have acquired 1,208 coins.]

This is proof that the world has ended.

This is clearly reality, but it doesn’t make sense that something like this pops up in reality.

Besides, they give you money for killing people?

The unrealistic sight that I experience every time.

The world has definitely gone to hell.

‘By the way, he’s quite poor.’

I immediately slashed the neck of the weak-looking man.

He too disappeared on the spot.

[You have acquired 28 coins.]

Was this guy some kind of slave? 28 coins is too harsh, isn’t it?

Anyway, the preliminary work is done for now.

It’s time to get to the main event.

I walked straight towards the woman.

‘She’s quite decent up close.’

The woman lying sprawled on the floor.

She’s better than I expected.

I could feel my heart pounding and my lower body swelling.

‘No matter how many times I do this, I can’t get used to it. Or would I be a real piece of human trash if I did get used to it?’

Having a monologue in my head that no one would hear, I put my arms under the woman’s armpits and lifted her up.

‘She’s heavier than I thought.’

Maybe it’s because she’s tall, but she weighs more than I expected.

But that doesn’t mean I can do it here.

I managed to lift the woman up with difficulty.

“Ugh.”

If I think about the pleasant things I’m about to do, this much hardship is nothing.

“Oof.”

Thump.

I threw her onto the bed, almost half-tossing her, but she didn’t wake up.

She wouldn’t wake up from this level of impact.

The level of my sleep skill isn’t low enough for her to wake up from that.

“Whew.”

I could feel sweat running down my back.

My forehead and face have been drenched in sweat for a while now.

I roughly wiped my face and neck with a towel.

There’s no need to wipe it diligently since I’ll sweat again anyway.

Now. It’s time to really enjoy myself.

The woman’s T-shirt, which was lying down, rolled up, slightly revealing her bare skin and underwear.

Having big breasts is a good thing.

Just looking at them makes me so horny, right?

Taking off the clothes of a limp woman is not an easy task.

Especially the top, it’s quite bothersome.

But there’s no need to bother taking it off, I can just cut it off.

I took out scissors and cut the T-shirt.

With a little know-how, I can take off the T-shirt with just three snips of the scissors.

The sight of the woman wearing a black bra was so sexy that I felt like my lower body was about to explode.

I pushed the underwear up.

Breasts that jiggle even while lying down.

I climbed on top of the woman and grabbed her breasts with both hands.

I’m sticky with sweat, but this woman isn’t.

Soft skin, fullness felt in my hands.

Why are men so crazy about this flesh?

Even though I’m touching them, I want to keep touching them.

Touching is not enough.

While kneading one breast with one hand, I brought my mouth to the other breast.

The woman’s breast fills my mouth, and my tongue touches her nipple.

I naturally roll my tongue, and I can feel the nipple, teased by my tongue, gradually hardening.

That’s what I like about the sleep skill.

The woman’s body reacts.

I kept touching her breasts and teasing her nipples.

The more I touch them, the more my hands seem to be sucked into her breasts.

I can’t tell if my tongue is teasing her nipple or if her nipple is teasing my tongue.

“Ugh.”

Since people affected by the sleep skill are just like they’re actually sleeping, the woman moans in her sleep.

Is she having a wet dream?

The woman’s moan makes my already stiff member even harder.

Taking my hands and mouth away from her breasts, I unbuttoned her jeans.

How does she even wear such tight jeans…?

Black panties that match her bra, and the strong scent of the woman.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a very unpleasant smell.

Sometimes, there are women whose smell is so bad that it makes me lose my erection.

This woman wasn’t like that, so my member was still stiff, and as I slowly took off her panties, it got even bigger than before.

Thanks to my hard work in caressing her breasts, her genitals are wet.

It’s a shame she hasn’t shaved, but I should be grateful for this much.

‘Damn, her body is really fucking good.’

Now that she was naked, I could fully appreciate the fullness that I hadn’t noticed when she was clothed.

I can’t take it anymore.

I brought my member to her genitals.

Her genitals flinch slightly as they come into contact with my glans.

I grabbed my member and gently rubbed it against her genitals, enjoying the smooth sensation on my glans.

And I pushed my member into her sufficiently wet genitals.

Shove.

My member goes in all the way without resistance.

And the woman flinches and arches her back.

Every little reaction like this stimulates me more and makes my member harder.

Warm sensation, satisfying feeling.

It would have been better if it was a bit tighter, but this is good enough.

I slowly started to move my hips.

My member going in and out of her genitals, the moving glans stimulating her insides.

The woman’s waist twitches slightly.

That reaction is so good that I can already feel the urge to ejaculate even though I haven’t been inside for long.

In the past, I would have done everything I could to delay the urge to ejaculate, but now there’s no need for that.

I freely shake my hips, feel the approaching climax, and freely cum inside her.

Twitch, twitch.

“Hoo.”

My member, limp and shrinking inside the woman’s body.

Without pulling out, I took out a small vial from my pocket in that state.

A small potion labeled ‘Recovery Potion Small’.

I want to see the faces of the crazy bastards who made something like this in reality.

What were they thinking when they made this?

Thank you.

I chugged it down and threw the vial away carelessly.

The recovery potion, which restores stamina, literally restored my stamina.

And my member too.

I could feel my member slowly swelling up again inside the woman’s body.

Before the woman’s genitals, glistening with semen and vaginal fluids, could dry, my enlarged member stimulated her.

Her genitals becoming wet again, my member hardening.

I turned the woman over with my member still inside her.

Successfully turning her body without pulling out my member, I pressed my body close to hers.

I push my member deeper into her body, all the way to the root, than before.

A more satisfying feeling, the woman’s twitching response.

My hands stick to her luscious buttocks like magnets.

This time, I tried to move my hips slowly, giving it a rhythm.

Before I knew it, excited moans came out of the woman’s mouth.

The best thing about this skill is that she doesn’t wake up even with this.

If she didn’t react, I wouldn’t be this excited.

I wanted to spank her ass, but excessive shock is dangerous, so I can’t.

I have to endure it. I have to be satisfied with kneading it.

Maybe it’s because I’m moving my body slower than before, and I’ve already cum once, but I don’t reach climax easily.

Plus, my knees are starting to hurt.

There’s no need to make the woman satisfied, so there’s no need to do it for long.

Sex that only satisfies me.

I just increased the speed of my hip movements.

I could feel her insides twitching and tightly gripping my member.

The urge to ejaculate came right up.

I didn’t stop and kept moving, and at the peak of the climax, I ejaculated for the second time.

“Haa. Haa.”

The panting from my mouth has a slight sweetness and the smell of the potion.

As I pulled my member out of her genitals, white semen poured out along with it.

I took out a water bottle from my bag, picked up the woman’s cut T-shirt, and used it to clean my member.

Since it was satisfying sex, even the aftercare wasn’t that bothersome.

The woman, unaware that she was being violated by a complete stranger.

It was almost time for the sleep skill I had cast on the woman to end.

The woman, lying naked and face down.

I went next to the woman and turned her body over again.

Breasts that jiggle as her body turns.

‘Ha. This is a dilemma.’

She wasn’t perfectly to my liking, but there’s no guarantee I’ll easily find another woman like this.

But it’s a bit of a shame to take her with me.

A brief moment of contemplation.

I pondered while kneading her breasts.

Her large, jiggling breasts were appealing to me to let her live.

But it wasn’t an overwhelming appeal.

Just enough charm to keep me contemplating.

Contemplation, contemplation, contemplation.

It’s not normal to contemplate human life.

Whatever. This isn’t a normal world anyway.

I made my decision.

With about one minute left of the sleep skill.

I pulled out my machete.

‘There’s no way there aren’t more women like this, right?’

The face of a woman suddenly came to mind.

‘Ah, why am I thinking of that bitch?’

I shook my head as if to shake off the thought.

But Sehee’s face didn’t easily disappear.

“Ah, fuck.”

With a slightly spoiled mood, I swung the machete.

The naked woman disappeared, leaving only a gold pouch.

[You have acquired 24,321 coins.]

“Wow, why does she have so many coins? Is it because she’s a young woman?”

Considering the coins from the two men, or even without that, it was quite a lot.

20,000 coins. With this much, I can live comfortably for two weeks.

Having had fun and earned quite a few coins, I felt somewhat satisfied despite my mood being slightly dampened by that bitch Sehee at the end, and I went out to retrieve the canned food I had left on the shelf.