Lewd skill in a filthy world-Chapter 32. Free of charge

Ado and Lawrence trailed Shin all the way to his residence, noting every detail before heading back to report to their leader, Tony. Tony had just secured temporary lodging from the Bureau—a modest single room only a few blocks away from Shin's. Once the group was inside, they gathered around the dusty living room as they began planning their next move.

Ado exhaled sharply. "So... what's the plan?"

"There are two options," Lawrence said, voice low, leaning in conspiratorially. "One—grab the kid, drag him out of the safe zone, and end him. Quick and dirty. Two—play nice. Ingratiate ourselves, earn his trust, get him to step outside the safe zone on his own... then kill him."

Tony cracked his knuckles. "First option's faster. Let's hit him tonight."

Ado grinned. "The group leader has spoken!"

But Lawrence raised a cautionary finger. "Sure, it sounds quick. But have you actually seen that boy fight? I couldn't even read his thoughts back there, my memory reading skill was ineffective on him. That's not normal. And let's not forget how brutally he killed Gerald—like he was nothing! Then there's Elena. He killed her too, silent and clean, her head separated from her body. We're not dealing with some street punk here. That kid's a monster in disguise."

Tony and Ado exchanged uneasy glances. As much as they hated to admit it, Lawrence had a point. Gerald wasn't just skilled—he was elite, and his skill could make him invisible. No average brat could've killed him that simple.

Ado's lips curled into a sly smirk as he raised his hand like a smug student. "Alright, I vote for option two. I'll make the boy like me. I am irresistible, after all."

He licked his lips with dramatic flair.

"Ugh... spare us," Lawrence muttered with a grimace. "I'll pass on the drama. I'm no fighter, so I'll leave the charming and stabbing to you two. Now let me take a nap."

And with that, he collapsed onto a pile of blankets. Within seconds, his snoring echoed through the room.

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The Next Morning

Shin was up before dawn, hitting the floor with rapid push-ups. He gritted his teeth, trying—and failing—to beat his personal record of forty-something. After working up a sweat, he jumped into the bath. Clean and dressed, he returned to the room and paused by the sleeping form of Ayaka.

She looked small. Harmless.

But he wasn't a babysitter. He had skills to steal, missions to accomplish. Time was ticking.

He leaned down and gave her a gentle shake. "Time to wake up."

Ayaka stirred, eyes fluttering open. "Morning... Mr. S...?"

"It's Mr. Shade," he corrected smoothly, brushing her cheek like a doting brother.

She was quiet a moment, then asked in a soft voice, "Can I call you oni-chan?"

He raised an eyebrow at the request.

"Please..." she murmured.

A sigh escaped his lips. "Fine. Call me whatever you want."

She lit up, flinging off the covers to wrap her tiny arms around him. "Thank you, oni-chan!"

He scooped her up effortlessly. "Come on. We've got somewhere to be."

Outside, he set her down, locked the door, and took her hand. Together, they walked through the city until they reached the place he had in mind—the Pleasure District.

As soon as they crossed the threshold, a chime rang in his system.

[100 coins deducted for entry into the Pleasure Hub]

Shin groaned. "Always bleeding me dry..."

Inside, they were met by Lilian—naked as ever, doing her job as the hostess. Her eyes widened slightly at the unexpected sight of him... and the child. But she quickly remembered Shin's prior instructions and wore her hostess smile.

"Welcome, sir! Looking for a drink? Booze? Tequila? Or maybe... a woman?"

Shin stepped close, whispering directly into her ear, "Watch the kid for me."

Lilian blinked. "Master... I'm still working."

"I know," he hissed under his breath. "But you're the only one I trust with her. I wouldn't drag a kid to this sleazy place unless I had no other choice. Watch her. I'll be back at five. Sharp."

She wanted to protest—but said nothing. How could she refuse her divine master?

Kneeling, Shin spoke softly to Ayaka. "I'll come get you later. Stay here with Lilian. She's nice."

Ayaka clung to him for a moment, clearly unsure. But with his reassurance, she nodded reluctantly.

Just as Shin turned to leave the Pleasure Hub, he bumped straight into Yuki by the door looking fierce, and radiating her usual chaotic energy as ever. She towered just enough to peer down at him.

Her eyes narrowed. "You again, brat? Move."

She shoved him aside—but he didn't budge. He was exactly who he had wanted to look for! He'd need to use her for his survival!

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[POTENTIAL BEAUTY ENCOUNTERED!]

[Analyzing Sexual Profile...]

[Name: Yuki | Age: 38 | Height: 172cm | Cup Size: D]

[Erogenous Zones: Lips, Neck, Inner Thighs, Pussy]

[Virgin: No]

[Sexual Preference: Getting pounded roughly, and spanked to the verge of fainting!]

[Current Sexual Desire: 75%]

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Shin smirked as he read her sexual profile. He could tell she was here to look for another male NPC to harass in her room again. But she won't be needing an NPC.

Not today.

In one smooth motion, he seized her by the neck and slammed her against the wall before she could enter the hub.

Her eyes went wide. "What the hell do you think you're—"

His hand gripped her waist, delivering a stinging spank that echoed.

"Are you crazy, you little—"

He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. "Angry already? You wanna hit me?"

She growled low. "You looking for death, boy?"

Shin's eyes narrowed. "Maybe. Maybe not. How about we find out, somewhere private."

She blinked. "What?"

"You don't need an NPC today, Yuki. I'll give you exactly what you are looking for. Free of charge." He leaned in further, his lips brushing her ear, and bit it lightly. "So... you in or not?"

SLAP!!!

Yuki slapped Shin's hand off her neck with a forceful crack, then shoved him back. He stumbled but didn't fall. He simply straightened himself with a calm that infuriated her. Her face twisted in rage.

"Keep your filthy hands to yourself, brat!" she snarled.

Shin looked up at her with a gaze that made her twitch, feeling unsettled. Then his lips curled into a slow, confident grin, and he stepped forward, fast, slamming both his palms against the wall on either side of her head, trapping her inside.

"What's the matter, Yuki?" he asked with a mocking tone. "Don't tell me you're scared."

She narrowed her eyes at him, seething. "Scared? Of you? Don't be ridiculous."

"Then prove it." His grin widened. "You're not the type to run, are you? Or is the idea of being put in place by someone half your age just too hard to swallow?"

Her cheeks flared pink. Damn him. How did he say exactly what she was thinking? He had no muscles, no real build to brag about. Just a brat in his twenties. And yet... something about the way he kept pushing, so bold, so reckless—made her heart thump against her ribs. Could he really be the beast she'd always fantasized about? One who could toss her around like she weighed nothing, dominate her without asking permission?

"Let's make a deal," Shin said, his voice low now, ignoring the people who were going in and out of the pleasure hub, giving them glares. "If I can't satisfy you, I'll become your slave. Do whatever you want with me. Hell, you could even drag me outside the safezone, kill me, take my coins. Your call."

Her breath caught. Was he serious?

"And if you do satisfy me...?" she asked before she could stop herself.

He smirked.

"Then you'll become mine. Forever."

TBC

TBC