Short hair swayed and fluttered.
Her youthful, moving waist was also rising and falling, like an arched bridge, like a crescent moon!
After one last cry, she seemed to lose all strength and collapsed across the table.
Her dark eyes were misty, half-lidded and dazed.
Makoto, however, was not yet satisfied.
He let go of the girl’s waist and had not even taken two steps before another mature, full-bodied female body pressed itself against him; it was a blonde western filly who was pale from head to toe.
Compared to the petite girls of Japan and Korea, this European beauty was undoubtedly more mature and alluring.
She was already in her twenties, yet her skin was as smooth as a fourteen-year-old girl’s, while also warmer and softer.
This rich figure was writhing in his arms.
“Honey, it’s my turn now, right?”
Her voice was sweet and sticky, with a slightly husky charm.
The blue eyes looking at Makoto were filled with infatuation, as if she truly regarded him as a beloved lover.
Whether it was real or fake, Makoto did not care.
In a two-dimensional anime world, he did not mind investing feelings.
For example, when it came to Karuizawa Kei, he really did like that little golden retriever.
But in this three-dimensional movie world, Makoto had no intention of romance at all.
If he was going to play, then he would play properly.
If someone wanted to talk about feelings and sincerity here, that would be rather ridiculous.
The blond beauty offered her red lips.
He tasted the sweetness in her mouth without hesitation, and the woman immediately responded with enthusiasm.
Smack!
Makoto suddenly gave her a harsh slap on her plump backside, without the slightest trace of pity.
She let out a muffled sound from the sting.
Yet her eyes became even more intoxicated as she pressed her body closer against his broad chest.
But Makoto pushed her away and pointed at the floor-to-ceiling window.
“Go over there.”
“N-No… not there… someone might see…”
The blond woman let out a shameful plea that was hard to tell whether real or fake.
But Makoto merely looked at her, and she obediently walked over, spreading her long beautiful legs and bracing her hands against the cold glass, leaving warm, wet palm prints behind.
“Relax. No one will see.”
Putting aside the fact that the window faced a hillside, within his two-kilometer spiritual perception range, no one could peek at his private life.
“Ah…”
The man focused on enjoying himself let out a satisfied sigh.
At his feet, a brown-haired girl with somewhat youthful features knelt on the floor, focused on her task, occasionally raising her head and blinking playfully, showing the gentle obedience typical of a Japanese girl.
Ring—
The satellite phone in the room suddenly rang.
Makoto acted as if he had not heard it.
Half a minute later, the person on the other end sensibly hung up.
The brown-haired girl immediately pounced forward, cleaning and pleasing him,
Unfortunately, Makoto did not have much of a deep impression of the women in this manor used for venting his desires.
He was not even interested in remembering their names.
In terms of beauty, and in terms of the pleasure they gave him, these women were not inferior to Karuizawa Kei or Hayasaka Ai.
So why did he treat women from the two worlds so differently?
The reason was simple.
In his previous life, he had watched anime.
Toward those beautiful anime girls, he naturally had a good impression from the start.
He knew their character settings.
He liked their character settings.
That was all.
There was no other reason.
“Oh, looks like there’s news.”
Picking up the special encrypted satellite phone, he casually called back.
After subduing several major figures in South Korea, Makoto had already learned many of this country’s secrets.
However, much of the intelligence surrounding Genetic Editing Company was still shrouded in fog.
That company had long since been infiltrated by foreign capital.
How large its influence was, how many modified humans it controlled, how powerful those modified humans were, and most importantly, the whereabouts of the second-generation Witch…
All of that information was part of Genetic Editing Company’s core secrets.
A lot of people would have to die before it could be obtained.
“You found her? Right now?”
“I understand.”
After hanging up, Makoto went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.
Under the service of two other unknown beautiful girls, he changed into fresh clothes and finally left this ecstatic manor that belonged exclusively to him.
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In the suburbs stood an old research facility that had been abandoned for ten years.
Gu Ja-yoon dragged her exhausted body through the silent corridor, limping step by step.
As Individual One, Gu Ja-yoon had undergone continuous genetic editing from the moment she was born.
Her lifespan had been shortened.
When her brain developed telekinesis, an overclocking phenomenon also appeared.
Although she had escaped during the chaos when she was eight years old, the irreversible damage deep in her brain had already decided her fate.
She could only live for another ten years.
And now, ten years had passed.
She was about to die.
She was only eighteen.
She would not even become an adult until the year after next.
How could she possibly accept that?
So…
Performing telekinesis at a major competition had been bait.
At last, she had forcibly fished out Dr. Baek and the company forces hidden in the dark.
Because of that, she had to end the peaceful life she had lived for ten years.
From now on, she would leave her warm family and begin wandering the world.
She had paid a great price.
But the reward was also enormous.
After an extremely bloody battle, Dr. Baek and the modified-human squad under her command had all been wiped out.
Now, in this entire abandoned building, Gu Ja-yoon was the only living person left.
She should go collect her spoils.
The so-called spoils were the brain overclocking inhibitors Dr. Baek had brought.
Not only could they ease her current lifespan problem, they could also cure her adoptive mother’s worsening dementia.
So she had to obtain them.
At the entrance to that room, Gu Ja-yoon stopped.
At that moment, her body became extremely stiff.
“You went through all that effort just for this?”
Inside the room, an unfamiliar young man sat facing her with a relaxed smile.
Beside him was a silver briefcase.
Makoto looked at Gu Ja-yoon, who was covered in blood.
Seeing that face so highly similar to Kim Da-mi’s, he smiled and said, “Why not work for me instead?”
“With me, you can have as much of this stuff as you want.”
“What do you think?”
She tilted her head and put on a silly smile.
“What? Oppa, what are you talking about?”
Before her words had even finished, she attacked!
Ferocious.
Like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.
Fast.
One claw tore through the air and rushed straight toward Makoto’s face.
But that was only a feint.
Her other hand flipped out from behind her back.
Several gunshots rang out, all aimed at his forehead, throat, and heart.
At the same time, one of her legs swept out with clever force, trying to kick away the silver case containing the overclocking inhibitors from beside him.
Three actions at once.
Smooth as flowing water.
“What a fierce woman!”
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