Milf Hunter in Another World

A filthy night where everyone intertwined and mingled their flesh.

Among the 6P members, there were still moms whose husbands were very much alive, but once everything was over, we returned to our daily lives as if nothing had happened.

Or so I thought.

When we met, when we passed each other, when we ate, if our eyes met for more than a second….

“….”

“….”

We didn’t need words.

We knew we were clearly recalling what happened that day.

The sex had left that strong of an afterglow.

“Ahahah!”

Kyoka had been doing nothing but eating, shitting, and lazing around for days.

Seeing her rub her voluptuous body all over the sofa, reading comics and giggling, made me think I was raising a parasite.

“Hmm? Master, I’ll lie down, so wanna use my pussy?”

…Well.

One parasite might be okay.

It’s better than her causing trouble, in many ways.

“Oof.”

I mounted Kyoka, who was lying down, pulled her dolphin shorts to the side, and inserted myself into her pussy.

“~Mmm.”

I had sex with her as conveniently as using a sex toy.

Silently, I hugged Kyoka’s soft body tightly and moved my hips.

“….”

“….”

It was a leisurely and quiet sex session.

I pressed my groin against Kyoka’s soft butt and sucked on the back of her neck.

Since I was only halfway inserted and thrusting, there wasn’t much movement other than Kyoka occasionally stretching her legs and cumming.

Spurt. Spurt….

Like an animal, I clung to Kyoka’s body and thrust my hips, then came inside her without warning.

Kyoka’s pussy squeezed tightly….

With her ears flushed red, she turned the page of her comic book as if nothing had happened.

“I used your pussy well, Kyoka.”

“Ahh…”

I gently wiggled my dick to detach myself from her clinging pussy.

A warm lump of semen peeked out of Kyoka’s pussy.

“I’ll… buy you… comics…”

“Okay, tell Peridot.”

“Happy…”

It’s cheap if you think of it as the fee for using Kyoka’s pussy.

Even if I let her read a mountain of comics.

I thought about who to take as an escort when I went to the Dragon District this time.

First of all, not Kyoka.

She’s strong, but honestly, I’m not confident in controlling her when she’s around.

It was obvious she’d do whatever she wanted, so guarding the house was the next best thing.

Though I doubt she’d do that well either….

I looked at Kyoka’s butt.

It felt like looking at an incredibly expensive aircraft carrier.

However, I wasn’t going to kick her out, as simply having Kyoka held great significance.

Seina was currently on vacation, but she had to return to work in the Devil District as soon as any problems arose.

Therefore, the best choices were Cecilia.

And Gayeon Noona.

I’d feel at ease taking them with me.

“Kyoka, do you know anything about the other First Numbers?”

Kyoka looked back at me.

“I haven’t met and confirmed anything personally. But I’ve heard things, like they’re a hero’s party that came from another world after defeating the Demon King.”

“So the First Numbers are heroes?”

“More accurately, a hero and a priest. I heard the priest has the power to defy death.”

“Is that how they’ve lived for a thousand years?”

I stared intently at Kyoka.

“Who do you think I am? I’m a Nine-tailed Fox. I’ve lived for an unfathomable amount of time, even for humans.”

“Were you like that from birth?”

“Hmm~ It was so long ago, I’ve forgotten.”

“Is that even possible?”

“Humans don’t remember what happened right after they were born, even though they only live for a little over a hundred years.”

That’s true.

It wasn’t a particularly important conversation.

It was enough to know that the First Numbers each endured long lifespans in different ways.

The Nine-tailed Fox was born that way, and the hero’s party is supposedly surviving thanks to the priest’s magic….

Having achieved immortality by becoming a blood relative, would I live as long as them and fight forever?

Like Seina and Sihyeon?

“Do you know the girl who followed Kusley?”

“Ah, Evelyn?”

“She said she lost her mom and dad in the city.”

“That’s right. I decided to take her in because she was a pitiful child. Though I don’t know where she is or what she’s doing now…”

“You don’t know? I caught her.”

“Is that so?”

What an irresponsible person….

I’m also irresponsible for neglecting her after cumming inside her.

“I’ll do what I want with her, is that okay?”

“Do as you please. It’s bothersome.”

She feels pity, but doesn’t intend to do anything about it.

“Hmm.”

It’s a shame to leave her like this, so should I go see what she’s up to?

Milf Hunter Workshop Basement,

Evelyn wasn’t as severely restrained as Kyoka.

However, her mental state didn’t seem stable.

“Ah, Lord Geum Taeyang…”

“What are you doing?”

“I was sculpting a symbol of the Golden Sun Church.”

In the corner of the room where she was confined, there were about a hundred dick sculptures piled up.

She’d been sculpting this all this time?

If I hadn’t seen her sculpting, I would’ve thought they were dildos.

Did Peridot bring her the sculpting tools?

Preoccupied with Kyoka, I think I told her to give Evelyn whatever she asked for.

Honestly, I wouldn’t have cared if she ran away.

But in the process of brainwashing her to worship my dick,

The unreturned monologue seemed to have fermented for two weeks, modifying Evelyn’s personality.

“Hehehe…. Dick… Awesome…”

“….”

She’s lost it.

I felt a slight pang of guilt.

“What are you doing with the real dick right in front of you?”

A lowbrow joke to change the mood!

Evelyn dropped the sculpture and came to the bars.

“Aah! Lord Taeyang… Please bestow upon me the grace of your dick!”

“W-what grace?”

Evelyn knelt, clasped her hands, and prayed.

She lifted her chin and closed her eyes as if waiting for holy water.

“Please hit me with your dick, Lord Taeyang.”

“Are you okay?”

I was starting to get worried.

Still, if she asked, I had to do it. I went inside.

Evelyn turned towards me.

She seemed to want to be hit with a real dick.

“Sniff. Haaah…”

I was startled.

When I took out my dick, Evelyn sniffed it.

There was no need to savor it that deeply….

“Do you like the smell of dick?”

“Yes…. I like it…”

I grabbed my dick and swung it at Evelyn.

“Ouch!”

Slapped in the face with my dick, Evelyn lowered her head and trembled.

“How does it feel to be hit with a dick?”

“This isn’t it! Lord Geum Taeyang!”

“Huh?”

“You have to hit my lips three times, then each cheek once, and finally my forehead.”

“…When did that become a thing?”

“It’s the way to receive the 「Grace of the Dick」.”

Since I never created such a thing, it seemed Evelyn made it up herself.

“Patting the lips with your dick is to remind the followers to always spread beneficial stories about Lord Taeyang’s dick.”

“It had a meaning?”

Evelyn’s eyes sparkled as she prayed.

“Yes, hitting both cheeks is the blessing of the Sun God, and hitting the forehead means to always think of the dick.”

She’s not calling me ‘God Taeyang’.

But ‘Sun God’ instead.

I was so embarrassed my face turned red.

“…Okay.”

Should I give it a try?

I delivered a dick smash to the lips of the beautiful girl kneeling in a reverent posture.

Evelyn puckered her lips like a baby waiting for a kiss and received the dick club.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

My heart softened, so I couldn’t hit her hard.

“Now your cheeks.”

I swung my dick left and right, hitting her cheeks.

Finally, I gently placed it on her forehead, and Evelyn leaned forward and kissed my balls.

“Thank you for the grace of the dick. Lick.”

“….”

“…What are you doing?”

“Huh?”

“You have to do it too, Lord Taeyang.”

“Lick…”

Enough with the games.

“Hey, Evelyn.”

“Yes?”

“Let’s stop with the weird games about dicks and stuff. It’s all an illusion created by my ability.”

“Ability?”

“Blood Arts. My Blood Arts can make others have such misconceptions.”

The secrets of Blood Arts revealed by a Blood Arts user himself,

I couldn’t hold back without the monologue returning.

Even if I just gave her a chance to reflect on her past actions….

Huh?

“Evelyn?”

“I must fulfill my duties, as the leader of the King Dick Religion.”

…….

Could this happen?

It seems she developed delusions while unable to bear the terrible sins she committed, her painful past, and the suffering she endured at my hands.

Hmm…….

“Snap out of it, Evelyn. It’s all fake. Doesn’t dick and all that sound weird?”

“……Is it a fake that looks like Lord Geum Taeyang?!”

Evelyn jumped up and took a fighting stance.

Ugh, what the hell…. This is driving me crazy.

Evelyn looked back and forth between my dangling dick and my face.

“No, it’s definitely real…! A real dick! There’s only one person in the world with a dick like this!”

“…It is me.”

“Don’t surprise me, Lord Geum Taeyang.”

“This won’t do, let’s get some fresh air.”

This is bad.

I didn’t intend to modify her original personality, but the monologue not only matured but fermented.

The monologue is a power that intervenes in a person’s history.

A single line of monologue can change a person’s life in a distorted way, even without instilling knowledge that deviates from common sense….

I was thinking a bit too simply.

Let’s try what I can.

I had Evelyn get ready to go out and we went outside together.

“….”

The sunlight shone on Evelyn’s pale skin.

She shielded her eyes with her hand, seemingly blinded by the light, and stood dazed.

She has such a pretty face. How beautiful must her mother have been? Evelyn’s doll-like face and lavender hair blended well with the sunlight, resembling an elegantly blooming flower.

“How is it? Feels good, right? Being outside after so long.”

“Thank you for the grace of the dick today…”

Evelyn prayed.

Everyone stared.

“No, let’s thank the sun, not the dick.”

“Thanks to the Golden Sun God, the god of the King Dick Religion…”

“Not that sun!”

I cupped Evelyn’s cheeks in my hands.

Evelyn looked at me with questioning eyes, as if wondering what was wrong.

“The Sun God saved me. He allowed me to live a different life from my pathetic mother who couldn’t become a pussy slave.”

“….”

Is this what happens when you’re manipulated by the Collapser’s power?

I ended up doing something not much different from the clone Kusley….

If there were human rights groups here, they would’ve jumped on me for this level of brainwashing.

And the brainwashing happened on its own, creating a new flavor I didn’t even know about…. No, it’s even more dangerous.

‘Are you crazy? You’re starting to enjoy this a little.’

Humans are creatures of rationalization.

It was creepy at first, but I’m starting to think this Evelyn isn’t so bad.

Well, she is a war criminal who committed mass murder….

The thought that 「It’s okay to do anything to someone who committed terrible crimes」 is honestly… an elementary school level thought, but isn’t it fine as long as it’s hot?

Philosophical contemplation doesn’t suit me.

“Evelyn.”

“Yes, my God.”

“I’ll show you a proper religion, so follow me.”

“Yes, I’ll follow you.”

….

Elia.

The blonde, busty nun who healed the serious injuries I sustained from Fiona and comforted me when I was a noob.

Famous in the Beast District for her goddess-like kindness, she’s also the spiritual pillar of adventurers.

It had been quite a while since I’d seen her in person.

I thought that if Evelyn saw her, she might regain her senses and find peace of mind.

While the King Dick Religion-obsessed Evelyn was fun to watch,

My conscience wouldn’t let me leave her like that.

I’d try everything I could, and if it didn’t work, then it couldn’t be helped.

With that in mind, I visited the church near the Adventurer’s Guild.

It’s a church that worships the Goddess.

It was shabby, but it had everything important: a goddess statue to pray to, long benches for worship, a confessional in the corner….

“Evelyn, look. Everyone is praying to the Goddess.”

“….”

Evelyn widened her eyes and looked around at the people.

People of all ages were gathered, from robust adventurers to elderly women.

“Oh, Mr. Taeyang.”

It was Elia’s voice.

The blonde, busty nun emerged from the confessional.

She exuded sex appeal, seeming even more alluring than before.

She smiled at me.

“Nice to see you.”

“Nice to see you too.”

“Did you come to pray to Ilesia?”

“Something like that.”

“And who is this next to you?”

“My name is Evelyn.”

Fortunately, she seemed to remember basic common sense.

“Evelyn, this is the Sister who runs the church. If you have any questions, ask her.”

“Oh my, are you perhaps interested in becoming a follower?”

“I already have a god I serve.”

“Is that so…. That’s a shame. I was hoping someone would take over the church after I leave.”

Huh? Elia, is leaving the district?

I made eye contact with Elia.

“Where are you going, Elia?”

“I’m… getting married.”

The blonde, busty nun is getting married?

To whom?

I gulped, noticing the ring on her finger.

Elia, has become… a married woman? Or, is about to become one?

“Who is it?”

“Well… You know him, Mr. Taeyang, Cren…”

Cren, it’s you!

You seduced Elia with your handsome face, you bastard.

“I know him. We’ve been on missions together. He’s a good guy.”

The idiot who had all the women around him stolen by me.

He crawled into the church with a wounded soul and seduced the nun….

Cren, you need to be punished again.

“Yes, he’s a very kind person.”

Evelyn said.

“Does the Goddess allow men and women to marry?”

“Oh my, yes. The Church of Ilesia blesses the union of loving men and women.

The reason I’m leaving is to serve my husband and… it’s embarrassing… but to prepare to become a mother…”

Is this a new kind of sex appeal?

Seeing Elia smiling happily at the thought of becoming a mother made my erection unstoppable.

Judging by her words, they haven’t had shotgun sex yet?

But in a few days… Cren will be fucking Elia’s pussy.

“I see.”

“What god does Ms. Evelyn serve?”

“My god is the Golden Sun God.”

“Golden Sun…?”

Evelyn looked at Elia and said.

“All followers of the Golden Sun Church are as good as married to the Sun God’s dick.”

“…Excuse me?”