After finishing a simple dinner with drinks, the HunterKiller members gathered in the living room for a full-fledged drinking session. While Blue, who enjoys cooking, led the dinner, Pink, who loves drinking, took charge of the drinking session.
Pink, who never imagined she’d be drinking with the members like this, was visibly excited throughout, and the members smiled as they watched her enjoy herself.
Lately, the frequency of conversations among the members had increased, and while it seemed like they might talk about relationships, they surprisingly didn’t bring up the topic often. They usually discussed whatever came to mind, but when the topic of relationships did come up, it was unavoidable.
“What are you doing?”
Pink asked Red, who was staring intently at her smartphone while drinking. Red quickly covered her screen.
“Huh? It’s nothing. I just texted my brother that I’m drinking.”
However, the conversation about relationships didn’t last long. Only Red, Pink, and Blue had definitive relationship experiences, so the scope of the conversation was limited. Moreover, they tended to avoid the topic somewhat intentionally.
“You must really like him.”
Pink made an honest comment as she watched Red laugh while texting. Red, realizing how obvious she was being, made an awkward face.
The reason the HunterKiller members deliberately avoided talking about relationships wasn’t anything complicated. It was just a subtle power play among them.
It wasn’t that there was still a wall between them, but rather, it was a competition to show that “my man is the best.”
They avoided bringing up the topic first to prevent the possibility of learning that another member’s boyfriend might be superior in some way. Of course, none of them thought their boyfriends were inferior to ordinary men.
If asked, they’d all say that A was the best man in the world. It’s a common thought among people in relationships, but realistically, there’s always someone with better specs than their boyfriends.
“…”
Yellow, sensing the strange tension between Red and Pink, thought, “What’s wrong with them?” and looked away, only to lock eyes with Blue.
“…Yellow, don’t you have a boyfriend?”
Blue also avoided bringing up the topic of relationships first. The three members who were currently in relationships wanted to assert that their boyfriends were the best, and Yellow became their target.
But Yellow’s answer was straightforward, leaving no room for comparison.
“None.”
Relationships weren’t a topic of interest for Yellow. Moreover, among the men who had approached her, some had intentions beyond just gaming, so relationships didn’t feel like a positive topic to her yet.
“Is there no guy you’re even slightly interested in or curious about?”
Blue’s question came from the assumption that Yellow might have similar interests. Upon hearing the question, Yellow realized that there was only one guy she’d gotten close to recently, and he came to mind first.
“Not that I’m interested, but there’s one weird guy.”
“Who?!”
Despite the question, when Yellow mentioned a guy, everyone immediately focused on her. Even Green, who was momentarily overwhelmed by the heated atmosphere, was curious and watched Yellow.
“It’s not that kind of thing, he’s just really weird. He suddenly came up to me and asked me to teach him about games, and after I taught him a bit, he studied and kept asking me to teach him more.”
“Do you game together?”
“Yeah, we do.”
To the three who hadn’t yet shared a hobby with anyone, Yellow’s story about a guy who shared her hobby was fascinating.
“That’s nice. My brother games a bit too, but I don’t know anything about it, so we can’t play together.”
Red’s comment about A recently watching some gaming videos caught Yellow’s attention.
“What games does he play?”
She wasn’t interested in Red’s boyfriend, but if this could lead to a situation where she could game with Red, it would be a great opportunity for Yellow.
“Some fighting game, I think.”
“Really?”
As the topic of games emerged, Yellow’s interest was piqued. Meanwhile, Pink, whose face was flushed from drinking, stared intently at Blue. Blue tilted her head at the sudden attention.
“Did you do it with your boyfriend?”
The subject wasn’t specified, but it was clear what she was asking about. Well, except for Green, who still didn’t get it.
Blue, however, remained unfazed by the question. She took a sip of her drink and smiled.
“Of course I did.”
Her words carried confidence. It was the confidence of someone who had stepped into the world as an adult and the confidence of an older sister who thought talking about having sex with her boyfriend was no big deal.
Seeing Blue’s calm response, Pink also smiled. She thought her bait to brag about her boyfriend had been successfully caught by Blue.
“Blue has that petite body guys love, so her boyfriend probably enjoys it too. How is it?”
“I think it’s just normal.”
She couldn’t bring herself to mention that she was naturally producing breast milk, and detailing other aspects would leave her unprepared for Pink’s upcoming bragging, so she kept her words simple.
But the “normal” response only fueled Pink’s confidence, and as she was about to say something—
“My brother does it non-stop until dawn. It’s kind of a problem.”
Red suddenly chimed in while talking to Yellow. Though they only had one man’s experience to go by, it was clear his stamina was anything but ordinary. And that made for a surprisingly strong bragging point.
In one sense, it was subtle, and in another, it was outright—”We’re such a great couple that we can go all night.”
Pink had been ready to brag about her boyfriend’s stamina after Blue’s “normal” comment, but Red beat her to it, even saying exactly what Pink had intended. She missed her timing, and Blue realized her modest response had inadvertently given the others a chance to brag about their boyfriends.
“This is getting heated. So hot.”
“…I can’t keep up with this conversation.”
Green and Yellow, who had no experience, watched the three exchange words in an atmosphere they couldn’t quite understand. Green had someone on her mind, but her relationship wasn’t as advanced as Red, Pink, or Blue’s. The conversation felt like it was on a whole different level.
“My guy can go for a long time without resting.”
Their stamina was already a given. As hyper-humans who had experienced sex, their stamina was far beyond that of ordinary people, which significantly impacted their experiences. Now, it was a bragging battle about their boyfriends.
It wasn’t exactly a fight, but the psychology of wanting to say their boyfriend was the best was starting to clash.
“Really? My brother does whatever I ask him to do.”
“Plus, he loves my breasts so much. It’s so cute when he snuggles up to them.”
“All men love breasts. My brother is obsessed with them too.”
The conversation wasn’t lining up. Forgetting the subtle power play, they were now openly discussing their boyfriends’ sexual preferences. They even subtly emphasized their own figures as they spoke.
The person who put an end to the topic was Pink, who had initially brought it up but missed her chance to brag earlier and was now looking at her smartphone.
“My boyfriend can do this much!”
When she showed the screen to everyone, the alcohol-induced warmth quickly dissipated, replaced by flushed faces. The video she showed was of A recording Pink during sex.
Red and Blue, who never expected to see a member’s sex video, were speechless. Green, her face red, covered her eyes. Yellow, surprisingly, remained stoic, not because she didn’t care but because she was too shocked to react.
As for Pink, she was smug, thinking she had won the bragging contest. Drunk, she didn’t even realize what she was doing.
In the video, Pink’s boyfriend shot in silence, while Pink’s explicit moans filled the room.
“Wow, impressive.”
Red and Blue, who had never seen themselves having sex, thought the scene in the video looked extremely rough.
At first, they were shocked, but soon they found themselves staring at Pink’s sex video. As Pink slowly regained her senses, she turned off the video.
“Did you see it?”
Though her face was red, she couldn’t hide her smile, feeling triumphant in her boyfriend brag.
The members remembered Pink’s naked body, which they had seen while showering together before dinner, and the scene of her having sex in the video resurfaced in their minds. Red and Blue glanced at each other but quickly looked away, realizing what they had been discussing.
“Should we drink more?”
“Yeah! Let’s do it.”
They tried to change the subject, but Pink, embarrassed yet confident in her victory and unable to control her drunken excitement, kept bringing up the topic of sex.
However, in the awkward atmosphere, the conversation about boyfriends didn’t continue, and they decided to seal the topic for a while.
Morning came, and Red, holding her head from the hangover, sighed as she saw the living room still messy from the night before.
“We really drank a lot.”
She was looking at Pink, who was lying on the couch with a furrowed brow, still asleep.
“Pink. Are you okay?”
“Ugh…”
Red approached to check on her. Pink, who had stayed at the drinking session the longest, responded with a painful groan to Red’s question.
Though she drank with A every week, the excitement of drinking with the members during their trip made her exceed her usual limit. The excessive drinking resulted in a brutal hangover, and Red crouched by the couch, continuously checking on Pink.
“Want something to drink?”
“Ugh…”
Pink shook her head with great effort, and Red’s gaze drifted to her chest. Even lying down, Pink’s large breasts boasted impressive volume. Half-asleep, Red poked her chest with a finger.
“They’re really big…”
As Red gently poked the large breasts, she began to understand why A was so obsessed with hers.
“Water…”
Though she refused, Pink, now slightly more awake, reached out for water as she felt her throat burning. Red handed her the water bottle on the table.
“Hey. Hey.”
Red couldn’t help but smile at Pink’s appearance, which made her seem younger than her actual age of five years her senior. She stretched and stood up. Despite the eventful day, the trip was only at its second day, just beginning in earnest.
“Damn it.”
Arriving at the training ground in the mountains, separate from their lodging, for the morning training session controls, she cursed as the sweltering heat hit her.
“Is your body okay? You were sneezing a lot yesterday.”
Her colleague worried, as she had been sneezing non-stop during the drinking session, fearing she might have caught a cold. But since she wasn’t feeling sick in the morning, it probably wasn’t a cold.
The consecutive sneezes from the day before, combined with the oppressive heat from the morning, made her colleague concerned.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
As she stretched, she thought about how exhausting the day would be with her colleagues gathering one by one, waiting for Esmeralda, who was in charge of the field control. She reassured herself that it was just training today, so she wouldn’t run into the HunterKiller members.
Of course, that thought would soon betray her spectacularly.
