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"Gulp."
Even though I came prepared, I couldn't help but worry. As I locked the door, I heard the sound of someone swallowing nervously. The woman, seemingly embarrassed, stood awkwardly in the middle of the room.
'Her figure seems even better than before. Did she start working out or something?'
Perhaps it was because of the clothes that revealed the contours of her body, but her figure looked firmer than I remembered. Especially since her hips were relatively wide for her height, which seemed to be around 160cm, and her perky butt was strongly asserting itself, making her lower body particularly stand out.
Was it because I was staring too intently?
The 2nd-floor woman's status window naturally popped up.
『Jin Jooyou』
Trait: 「Special Iron Man (lv.1)」
「Special Iron Man (lv.1)」[R]
☐ Physical ability +15%
☐ Damage taken -0.5%
☒ Can be upgraded to 「Overwhelming Iron Man (lv.1)」[SR+] using a mid-grade evolution stone upon reaching lv.10.
▶Change Level : 2p
▶Transfer to Storage : 2p
But this time, even her trait information appeared at once.
'Why did it pop up this time?'
This was the third time I'd seen someone else's trait information, but I still didn't know the conditions. It seemed like it opened when the other person yielded control to me, but I wasn't sure if that applied to someone on the verge of death or a woman willing to give herself, etc. The exact conditions weren't clear yet.
I'd have to see trait information pop up a few more times to know for sure.
First, I examined the 2nd-floor woman's trait information.
Strangely, she had no personality trait. Instead, she had a type of trait I'd never seen before marked with [R]. Seeing personality traits made me wonder if there were traits other than personality traits, and sure enough, there were.
Seeing that it could be upgraded to [SR+], it seemed that [R] was the trait's grade. Judging from the order of R, SR, R probably meant Rare, like in random box grades.
What was strange was that there were two items that could be changed with 「Hacking」 even though it was someone else's trait. 'Change Level' was already there, but 'Transfer to Storage' was new.
The only difference from before was that it wasn't a personality trait.
It seemed that traits with grades could be sent to the storage, even if they belonged to someone else.
'Wait, could I transfer it from the storage to myself?'
I had only thought of 'Transfer to Storage' as a way to eliminate traits, but considering that the storage had the meaning of a repository, it suddenly occurred to me that it might be possible to transfer it to myself.
If that were possible, the value of 「Hacking」 would increase dramatically. It would mean that I could steal traits from others.
I didn't have enough points to do anything yet, but if I had enough points, I could steal a bunch of traits and become a superhuman like in the movies, without even needing skills.
'How many points do I have now?'
I killed the bully gangster directly to see if people gave packet points, but I realized that I was too distracted to check. I opened the status window.
▷Current Packets: 0.45p
'That's quite a bit?'
A zombie gave 0.05p, so it should have been 0.2p, but there was an additional 0.25p. It seemed that people did give points, and even a lot.
Maybe killing people was better for collecting points. People not only gave more points but also felt pain and were less wary, unlike zombies.
'No, am I crazy? No matter how many points they give, I can't just go around killing people. Ah, I need to erase my personality trait quickly.'
Thinking about the trait list that would be empty after erasing my personality trait, I coveted the trait that the 2nd-floor woman had. 「Special Iron Man (lv.1)」 seemed to raise physical abilities, which were most needed to kill zombies, without any penalties, unlike my personality trait, which only slightly increased trait effects.
Growl─
I was thinking about the newly discovered function of 「Hacking」 when I heard a growling sound from somewhere.
I closed the status window and looked towards the sound. The 2nd-floor woman was looking down, seemingly embarrassed by the sound coming from her stomach.
"Would you like to eat first?"
"...Thank you."
I took out some chilled pig's trotters and pork belly from the caddy bag, which weren't too far from their expiration date.
As I heated them up one by one in the microwave and moved them to the table, the 2nd-floor woman slowly approached the table, drooling as she looked at the warmed-up food. She was staring so intensely that it seemed like she could pierce through the food with her gaze.
"Start eating first."
"Huh? No, no, I'll wait."
"We're not close enough to eat while facing each other and having a conversation, so why bother? Just eat first."
"...Okay."
The 2nd-floor woman cautiously picked up a pair of wooden chopsticks, watching my every move. She took a piece of pig's trotter and put it in her mouth. Then, all traces of caution disappeared, and she began to devour the pig's trotter greedily, as if drinking water, burying her face in the plastic container.
'She eats well.'
There was no need to feed her a full meal, but because she ate so heartily, I also gave her a bowl of instant rice and a packet of kimchi that I had heated up for myself.
"Gulp. Thank you."
"Eat slowly. I don't have any medicine if you get indigestion."
Come to think of it, I should have packed some medicine. I was so preoccupied with the zombie and the crazy man and woman that I didn't think that far ahead.
'I need to go to the pharmacy later.'
I heated up more smoked pork belly and instant rice that I took out of the caddy bag and started eating across from her. The 2nd-floor woman glanced at me from time to time, but there was no point in telling her not to be so self-conscious, so I left her alone.
After the awkward meal ended, the 2nd-floor woman awkwardly got up from the table. Judging from her tense expression, it didn't seem like she would suddenly change her mind and refuse to do it.
I got up from my seat and approached the 2nd-floor woman.
But I had to stop just one step away. Having only dealt with women from brothels, I didn't know how to initiate sex with a normal woman.
'Or not? This woman is selling her body in exchange for food, so is there really any difference?'
But I realized that it was an unnecessary problem to worry about when it wasn't a romantic relationship, not even a hookup, but a woman who came to sell her body of her own accord. Just like in a massage parlor, it was a time when I only needed to satisfy myself.
I abruptly pulled down my pants and underwear. The 2nd-floor woman looked horrified, probably not expecting it to start so suddenly.
"Suck it."
"Excuse me?"
"There's no point in dragging it out. Let's finish it quickly."
"...Okay."
The 2nd-floor woman quickly composed herself and knelt in front of me without complaint. She carefully grabbed my dick and gently licked it from the tip of the glans.
"Hmm."
"Haah."
I couldn't help but groan at the tingling sensation on the tip of my glans. As if gaining confidence from that, or intending to finish quickly as I said, the 2nd-floor woman actively took my dick deep into her mouth.
Each time the woman's head moved back and forth, my dick shaft and her soft tongue collided inside her mouth. As my dick became soaked with the woman's saliva, it felt like blood was rushing to it. It was already hard as a rock.
'She's good at it. She's done this more than once or twice?'
Many women have a distaste for fellatio, but this woman didn't seem to at all. It seemed like she had a lot of experience.
I felt like I was starting to cum. I thought about cumming in her mouth, but I wanted to fuck her pussy when my dick was at its hardest, so I pulled the 2nd-floor woman up.
When the dick that she was sucking so diligently came out of her mouth, the 2nd-floor woman looked at me with a puzzled expression.
Regardless, I grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up. It was a tight t-shirt, but thanks to the woman willingly raising her arms, I was able to take it off with relative ease.
'There's a reason why she has a trait that increases physical abilities.'
It wasn't bulging muscles, but just enough to reveal subtle curves. The outlines looked more pronounced, perhaps because she was slender. I had never particularly thought that muscular bodies were sexy, but seeing the 11-line abs connected to her cleavage in person, I was quite aroused. My dick was nodding in agreement.
Wanting to fuck her quickly, I pushed the 2nd-floor woman onto the bed and immediately pulled down her shorts and underwear at once. A clean, light brown pussy with no hair was revealed.
"Did you get a wax?"
"...I had a body profile photoshoot scheduled with a friend the day after tomorrow, so I got one."
"Ah, I see."
Her body was too good for a normal office worker. It seemed like she had done some pumping to take bikini photos. Somehow, instead of being photographed, she ended up getting fucked by my dick.
I lightly stroked her smooth pussy with my hand. As expected, her pussy wasn't wet at all.
"Heup."
When I stroked her pussy, the 2nd-floor woman reflexively flinched and let out a small moan. She seemed to be quite sensitive, as she reacted well even with just a light stroke of her labia minora.
"Hngh!"
I put one finger inside her pussy. The way it flinched and tightened made me look forward to the feeling of putting my dick in.
I put another finger in after my index finger and widened the inside of her pussy. I wiggled my two fingers while flicking her clitoris with my thumb. It was somewhat fun to see her flinching every time, so I continued with the fingering.
"Heuuut."
Soon, sticky fluids began to appear. She seemed to have a lot of moisture, as sensitive as she was.
'Is this enough? Well, as long as I can fuck her.'
Thinking that she was warmed up enough, I took off my t-shirt to start enjoying myself in earnest and climbed onto the bed.
At that moment, the woman, who had been limp from the fingering, suddenly raised herself up and grabbed my shoulders.
"Wait a minute!"
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