I Became The Necromancer In The Post-Apocalyptic Zombie World

Chapter 57

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Lee Seon-ji had been experiencing a strange sensation in a corner of her heart for the past few days.

“So, Seon-ji, were you an athlete before all this happened?”

“…That’s right.”

“Impressive.  Especially with such a delicate body.”

“Are you crazy? I’m delicate?”

“Well, you’ve never won against me.”

Lee Seon-ji glared at Park Sung-hoon for his teasing remark, but he simply laughed innocently, unfazed.

Lee Seon-ji wasn’t genuinely offended, so she soon averted her gaze.

These lighthearted exchanges with Park Sung-hoon had become a part of their daily routine.

After waking up in the morning, washing up, during and after meals, before and after sex…

…they would chat and laugh, teasing and sometimes annoying each other.

Park Sung-hoon, initially intimidated by her, had grown comfortable with her after repeatedly sharing their bodies.

Now, he looked at her with affectionate eyes, as if he found her cute.

‘…Am I delicate?’

Lee Seon-ji, her face buried in her knees, blushed unconsciously.

It was the first time a man had called her delicate.

It was also the first time she had heard him call her cute.

Sometimes she felt annoyed, wondering if he was teasing her, but…

…the warm look in his eyes as he smiled at her made her heart flutter.

It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling.

‘Men are trash, but…’

Strangely, she didn’t dislike talking to Park Sung-hoon.

Was it simply because he was a decent person?

Just as Park Sung-hoon was comfortable with her, Lee Seon-ji was also becoming increasingly comfortable with him.

*Thrust, thrust.*

“Haa, Seon-ji…  Good.  Seon-ji’s insides are gripping me so tightly…”

“Hngh, mm…!”

Their sex, now focused on each other’s pleasure points, was intensely stimulating.

Enveloped in his warmth, being filled by his hot cock, she even thought that this situation could continue forever.

And so, Lee Seon-ji, who had initially found sex with him unpleasant…

“Haa, mm…! Ungh, haa…”

…now naturally moaned with the coquettishness of a woman who wanted to be loved.

Unconsciously, she moved her hips eagerly and kissed Park Sung-hoon’s cheek.

Then…

“Mmm… *kiss, kiss*, haa, *kiss*…”

…she lost herself in a sweet kiss with Park Sung-hoon, their hearts mingling.

“Haa, Seon-ji… I’m going to cum again today. Inside you… so much…!”

“Ah, no, you idiot…!  You, you cum inside too much…! Aang…!”

And as if it were natural, Park Sung-hoon held her tightly and released his semen inside her.

*Shudder━!*

“Hnggggh━!♥”

Lee Seon-ji, who had been protesting against being creampied, wrapped her legs around Park Sung-hoon’s waist as he thrust deeply.

She trembled, her mouth open, her tongue lolling out, as the sensation of his semen filling her womb overwhelmed her.

The thrilling, hot sensation that was becoming a habit.

That sensation, along with an unprecedented sense of fulfillment, was changing her feelings for Park Sung-hoon.

Perhaps that was why…

“…When we get out of here…”

“…Yes?”

Lee Seon-ji cautiously broached a topic she would never have normally discussed with him.

Lying on the mat in his arms after their passionate lovemaking, she held his hand and said,

“My companions are at the L Hotel.  Do you want to… go there together?”

Her original plan was to leave Park Sung-hoon behind once they escaped.

Once they were out of this prison-like place, they would no longer need each other.

They would each go their separate ways.

But in just a few days, her heart had completely changed.

“If I ask them, I’m sure they’ll accept you.”

Lee Seon-ji was afraid of how Park Sung-hoon would respond.

So, she asked him, her usual confidence replaced with a timid nervousness.

Park Sung-hoon, looking at her…

“Yes, let’s escape together and go there.”

…whispered the answer she wanted into her ear with a gentle smile.

Lee Seon-ji, staring blankly at his warm gaze, smiled shyly and leaned against his chest.

‘Thank goodness.’

She would have cried if he had refused.

Perhaps it was because the Priest’s grace had faded and her body had weakened.

She, who was usually far from tears, seemed to have become emotionally vulnerable.

Relieved, she closed her eyes in his warm embrace.

“By the way, Seon-ji, your acting has been a little off lately, hasn’t it?”

“Huh?”

“It seems like you haven’t been making pained expressions when Lee Seo-ho comes to watch us lately.”

“T-That’s…!”

He was right.  Lately, when she was immersed in their lovemaking, she would forget that Lee Seo-ho was watching and moan freely, lost in the pleasure.

As a result, she hadn’t been making the pained expressions she was supposed to.

“That’s…  because, b-because you keep stimulating me so intensely…”

She blushed and lowered her head, embarrassed to admit that the reason was because she was enjoying the sex with him too much.

“Still, if we keep this up, Lee Seo-ho might find out.  Should we change our approach?”

“…Change?”

“Yes, originally, we were just acting, but now, maybe I could actually hurt you a little…”

“Do you have that kind of kink?”

“N-No! It’s only to make the acting more convincing!  We need to buy time to find a chance to escape!”

“…Hmm.”

Hurt her a little.

Pain wasn’t a problem for Lee Seon-ji.

She had the mental fortitude to withstand torture, so a little pain during sex was nothing.

‘And besides… with him…’

She even thought she might enjoy the pain if it came from Park Sung-hoon, and…

…with her face buried in his chest, she shyly nodded.

“Alright, let’s decide on a signal.”

“A signal?”

“Yes, it might actually hurt, so let’s decide on two signals. One for when it really hurts, and one for when it doesn’t. What do you think?”

“Hmm… but is there a signal we can use while we’re doing it?”

“For example, winking.  Left eye for pain, right eye for okay. How about that?”

“What’s that?”

Lee Seon-ji giggled at his suggestion.

She liked this quirky side of him, hidden beneath his serious demeanor.

He was always considerate of her, and sometimes, he was innocently childish.

“Instead of thinking about that, think of a way to escape.”

“I’m working on that too.”

Lee Seon-ji smiled brightly, nestled in Park Sung-hoon’s arms.

She felt a sense of irony as she smiled.

She felt happier now, trapped in this prison-like department store, embraced by Park Sung-hoon…

…than when she was searching for survivors as a member of the Priest’s search team, seeking her approval.

Even happier than when she was living a safe and comfortable life in the peaceful world before the zombie outbreak, enjoying delicious food.

‘Let’s… escape soon.’

Smiling happily in his embrace, feeling the warmth…

…she realized, a little later, that this happiness was exactly what Lee Seo-ho had intended.

“This isn’t fun anymore.”

“…Hngh, w-what?”

Lee Seo-ho had come to watch Lee Seon-ji being fucked and suffering as usual.

At his signal, Park Sung-hoon began to ravish her, and Lee Seon-ji put on a pained expression to satisfy him.

Everything was proceeding as usual, until…

…mid-thrust, Lee Seo-ho, who had been yawning, spoke.

“Hey, stop. Pull out.”

He stood up and approached Lee Seon-ji, who was lying on the mat.

He crouched down to meet her eyes and said,

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice your acting?”

He smirked, mocking her.

“…What?”

“Did you really think I left you two alone for a week just to watch you get raped?”

“What are you talking about…?”

“So…”

He answered coldly to Lee Seon-ji, whose eyes were wide with confusion,

“All those fun times you had with him… I orchestrated all of it.”

Shocking words she never expected to hear.

“…….”

“He treated you really well, didn’t he? That was my doing too.”

Lee Seon-ji couldn’t comprehend his words, even though she clearly heard them.

“Why do you think I did that?”

Lee Seo-ho’s mocking words made her feel pathetic.

She couldn’t answer.

He chuckled and whispered in her ear,

“So you would fall head over heels for him and babble everything like an idiot.”

As his words sunk in, Lee Seon-ji felt as if the puzzle pieces in her mind were falling into place.

She had felt something was off.

Why Park Sung-hoon had been so kind to her.

She had initially been suspicious.

But as they spent more time together, laughing and enjoying each other’s company, she had started to dismiss her suspicions.

Now, Lee Seo-ho’s words confirmed her initial doubts.  Her head trembling, she turned to look at the man behind her.

Park Sung-hoon was kneeling, his face filled with guilt.

“…Is it true?”

Park Sung-hoon didn’t answer.

Instead, Lee Seo-ho, who had been watching everything, stood up and walked towards Park Sung-hoon.

“Of course it’s true.  Hey, answer her. What’s the truth?”

He sat next to the naked, kneeling Park Sung-hoon and put his arm around his shoulder.

Park Sung-hoon, his head bowed, his jaw clenched, finally spoke.

“I-I’m sorry, Seon-ji.”

His final, decisive words made Lee Seon-ji feel as if all the blood was draining from her head.

Her face was filled with despair, an expression she had never shown since arriving here.  Lee Seo-ho laughed, enjoying the sight.

‘And I didn’t even know…’

She had naively told Park Sung-hoon the location of her companions.

The L Hotel.

With that information alone, Lee Seo-ho could easily access the place and gather various information.

Because she had foolishly trusted Park Sung-hoon…

…she had put the Priest in danger.

“Now, shall we hear your story?”

Lee Seo-ho, having enjoyed Lee Seon-ji’s despairing expression, smiled with satisfaction and turned to Park Sung-hoon.

“So?  What did she tell you? Tell me everything you heard.”

“…….”

“What are you doing? You said you wanted to live comfortably, like a human, didn’t you?”

Lee Seon-ji, betrayed by Park Sung-hoon, lowered her head and trembled.

But then she sensed something strange.

She cautiously lifted her head and looked at Park Sung-hoon, who was being questioned by Lee Seo-ho.

Their eyes met.

He gave her a slight, apologetic smile.

‘Why… isn’t he talking?’

Park Sung-hoon wasn’t revealing the information he had clearly heard from her.

She was puzzled by his behavior.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth.

“I-I’m sorry…  That, that woman didn’t open up easily…  I didn’t hear anything.”

“……What?”

An unexpected answer.

Park Sung-hoon, who she thought had extracted information from her through a deal with Lee Seo-ho…

…had lied, his head bowed and trembling.

‘Why…’

Lee Seon-ji looked at him with an incomprehensible expression.

He had clearly heard about the hotel from her.

She had also revealed other minor details during their conversations.

But he was acting terrified and saying nothing.

Lee Seo-ho seemed equally surprised by his reaction.

His smile vanished, and he stood up, glaring coldly at Park Sung-hoon.

“Really? You didn’t hear anything?”

He walked over to a nearby table and picked up a wooden chair with both hands.

“Do I look like an idiot to you?!”

*Smash━!*

“Ugh!!”

He began to brutally beat Park Sung-hoon with the chair.

“I gave you a whole week, and you didn’t hear anything?! Bullshit! I could see you two acting all lovey-dovey!!”

“Ugh, g-gah, I-I’m sorry…  Ugh…!”

Lee Seo-ho relentlessly struck Park Sung-hoon with the chair as he curled up on the floor, covering his head.

‘Why, why isn’t he talking…’

Lee Seon-ji couldn’t understand Park Sung-hoon’s actions.

He had betrayed her, extracting information and selling her out…

…but now he was being beaten, refusing to reveal what he had clearly heard.

*Smash━!!*

“Ugh…!!”

Park Sung-hoon groaned, blood now flowing from his head.

Lee Seon-ji, seeing him being beaten, involuntarily reached out her hand.

“W-Wait…!!”

She tried to stop Lee Seo-ho, but she couldn’t speak.

Because Park Sung-hoon, curled up on the floor, was looking at her.

Even as he was being beaten, he looked directly at her and shook his head slightly.

Telling her not to interfere.

‘…Why.’

Then, hiding it from Lee Seo-ho, he smiled slightly…

…and winked his right eye.

At that gesture, Lee Seon-ji’s trembling stopped, and the memories of the past week with him flashed through her mind.

The initial disgust and discomfort, then the gradual opening of her heart, and the happiest moments she had experienced in a long time.

Even though it had all been orchestrated by Lee Seo-ho…

…Park Sung-hoon, who had been acting, had also started to genuinely smile at her.

The warmth she had felt from him, even if it had been fake at first…

…was real in the end.

As all the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place, realizing Park Sung-hoon’s true feelings as he endured the beating…

…tears streamed down Lee Seon-ji’s face.

The tears, born from a surge of emotion, flowed down her chin and dripped onto the floor.

“S-Stop…”

She finally managed to speak, her voice trembling.

Park Sung-hoon was still being beaten with the chair.

She reached out to him, the man who was enduring the beating for her sake, and…

…grabbed Lee Seo-ho’s pants, the man who was brutally beating him.

“S-Stop it…!”

Lee Seo-ho, breathing heavily, stopped hitting Park Sung-hoon with the chair and looked at Lee Seon-ji with cold eyes.

“What? Do you have something to say?”

“T-That’s…”

“If you don’t, get lost. I’m busy.”

She had instinctively reached out to stop him, but she hesitated.

She couldn’t stop Park Sung-hoon from being beaten with her own strength.

And she knew what she had to do to stop Lee Seo-ho.

She was faced with a crossroads in her heart.

As she hesitated, Lee Seo-ho resumed beating Park Sung-hoon with the chair.

“Wait…!! S-Stop, please…!!”

Seeing him cry out in pain again, Lee Seon-ji made her choice without hesitation.

She chose Park Sung-hoon, the man who had shown her a warmth she had never known.

“Please…! I-I’ll talk…!”

She let go of Lee Seo-ho’s pants and placed both hands on the mat.

She lowered her trembling head, burying her face in the mat…

…and pleaded with him, tears streaming down her face.

“I’ll tell you everything… so please stop…”

Seeing her desperate plea, Lee Seo-ho smirked and looked down at her.

—–CROW—–