Conquering Heroines: Starting From A World Of Zombies Chapter 86 - 86– The Poor Mage

"Huh? Adventuring? Are you crazy?"

Chobung's voice cracked with disbelief, her bare back arched in protest as Ryuji held her arms, jerking her forward like she was on so obscene carnival ride. Her body trembled with the aftershocks of exertion, yet he—was still going.

"Even the best commission barely pays seven or eight gold coins. After expenses, supplies, and splitting the earnings with that little mage girl—what's her na, Rosh?—you'll barely break even. You're even covering her food and lodging? Seriously?" She looked back at him. "You're really doing this? You're going to lose money every ti you step outside! You're bleeding money—ugh—dammit, slow down!"

She gasped, voice hiccupping as her ass smacked rhythmically against his hips. But Ryuji wasn't even pretending to care.

"I'm not doing it for the money," he murmured low into her ear, hot breath making her shiver. "It's about experience. Combat. Progress. Strength is the only real currency here. But… if you're so concerned, why not co with ?"

He pushed in deeper. From behind, her thick glutes resisted him like the taut springs of a war bow, but the resistance made it better. More intense. The kind of friction that made it difficult to think.

She was different. Not just her strength—her entire physiology. Firm, toned, unrelenting. There was an intoxicating bounce to her body that made him addicted to the impact.

"Tch! Then give that damn gold to !" Chobung barked, biting back a moan. "Let spar with you instead, Ahh~ you bastard!"

Then her arms buckled.

Ryuji released her, letting her fall face-first into the bed. In the next mont, he grabbed the full weight of her breasts with both hands—round, hot, heavy. She cursed, body jerking from his sudden slam.

"Isn't that what we're doing right now?" he grinned, voice teasing, breathless, soaked in lust.

Her face buried into the sheets, Chobung wanted to scream. He was relentless, surging forward again and again, the tempo unforgiving. Her core tightened with each thrust, and the overwhelming fullness made her bite down to keep from crying out like a damn rookie.

By the ti the he released his seeds inside her—she was trembling.

She collapsed completely, limbs limp, breath ragged, sweat dripping from every inch of skin.

"Hah… hah… are you even human?" she gasped, her voice trembling more from shock than exhaustion.

She didn't know. Couldn't know. That it wasn't just him being strong—but her being uniquely… compatible with him.

But Ryuji simply smiled. His eyes glead faintly red, a predatory glow, as he casually played with her nipples, fingers circling lazily.

"If you don't want to end up like this again, maybe you should co adventuring with ."

[ 400 Energy]

His energy had increased again—by 400 this ti. The number made no sense, and he knew it. But it also convinced him: having soone like Chobung along would be an incredible asset.

He wasn't aiming to take down monsters just yet—not the big ones, at least. For now, training to handle a standard bull-headed warrior one-on-one was the goal.

"…Not a chance," Chobung grunted, pushing his hands off her chest. "Even if you fuck half to death, I'm not abandoning my gang. Those brats need soone to look after them."

"Oh?"

Right. Her gang. They were just a bunch of street rats under her wing.

He paused.

Then reached over to his belt and pulled out a separate coin pouch—his personal fund. He dropped it onto the mattress with a jingle.

"Then how about this?" he smirked. "Be my exclusive lover. That's your monthly allowance."

Chobung stared at the pouch.

Then opened it.

Chobung blinked, confused, until she looked at the pile of shimring gold.

Her jaw dropped. Her face turned crimson as she shouted, "That's enough to keep a noblewoman, you lunatic! What are you even thinking?!"

He gave her a perfectly calm, perfectly obnoxious look.

"Your body feels amazing."

"YOU BASTARD!"

She leapt across the room and tackled him onto the floor.

Chobung (Image).

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[ 800 Energy]

—Another day, another absurd energy spike—

"So let get this straight," Rosh deadpanned, struggling to adjust the massive package on her back. "You spent over a hundred gold to buy that street brawler a tavern, then paid her to be your mistress… and all you got out of it was a sack of poison vials, so camping gear, and a map?"

Ryuji nodded. She was handling the business for now—negotiating, planning the tavern layout, even dealing with the local thugs who "taxed" newcors. She wasn't coming on this expedition. But she'd left him with her entire stock of toxins, antidotes, and a map of the region. The deed to the bar had his na on it. She was managing it.

She also recomnded a martial artist to guide him.

Honestly, she'd been pretty damn useful.

"Big Brother, you really have a lot of money" Rosh muttered.

Ryuji chuckled.

She looked at him again. Her tone softened, but there was a twitch of sothing else there. A quiet envy.

Making money in Arad was notoriously hard. And here was Ryuji, tossing gold around lavishly. Rumors about his spending were already spreading through the West Coast.

"I an, you paid 120 gold for a few nights with her," Rosh grumbled, more to herself than to him.

Then she glanced at her own ager earnings—barely eight gold after all this ti.

Compared to Ryuji, she felt like a beggar.

And before she could stop herself, the words slipped out.

"…At this rate, even I want be your sugar baby."

"Hmm?"

Ryuji caught the phrase instantly and turned to look at her.

Then, as his gaze lingered on her chest—flatter than a chopping board—his lips curled into a smirk. He sighed and shook his head.

"You're way too young. Forget it."

Rosh had only ant to make a passing joke, but the mont she heard what he said—especially where his eyes were looking—her cute expression darkened instantly.

"I'm an adult, you know! Big brother!" she snapped, clearly offended.

"Huh?"

"In the Demon World, I'm already considered an adult! Do you get that or not?!"

She furiously reached forward, trying to grab his collar—but with her height, she could only manage to clutch at the waistband of his trousers. The image was so absurd Ryuji couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He crouched down so their faces were level, smiled mischievously, and ruffled her head like one would a child.

"Alright then—five gold per blowjob. You in?"

Rosh: "..."

Wait… are you serious?

Her eyes widened in shock. Sure, she was technically an adult by Demon World standards, but her personality was still bubbly and innocent, not far removed from a kid's. Ryuji's blunt, no-nonsense offer—so casually priced and delivered—left her completely stunned.

She just stared at him, mouth slightly open, stamring in disbelief.

"Y-You're not joking?"

But he didn't answer with words. Instead, he coolly pulled out a small pouch filled with ten gold coins and let it dangle in front of her eyes, letting the sound of clinking tal do all the talking.

"Don't believe ? Try ."

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