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  "Aaaaaaah!" Hyeonjae woke up screaming. 'Waking up? Only those who haven't died can wake up. Does that mean I'm not dead?' His heart raced with excitement, and he could feel its rapid beats without even touching his chest. With each breath, he felt his lungs expand, and there was no pain anywhere in his body. Hyeonjae felt relieved; his body was intact. Simultaneously, he was surprised by the unfamiliar surroundings. He found himself in a filthy back alley, a place he had never seen before. If he had woken up from a dream, he would have been in his bed at home. The buildings around him were of a style he had never seen, making him wonder if he had been transported to a European street. "Is this some kind of English village or something?" Hyeonjae hoped it was an English village, or something similar, because then he might find a way back to Korea. But as he stepped out of the alley onto the street, he had to abandon that hope. Everyone around him w...

  "You want me to leave?" "Yes." The girl's response was firm, leaving no room for further explanation. "I've come so far, and you want me to just turn back now?" "Don't worry about the reward. I'll take care of it, but for now, just wait outside." 'Take care of it,' he thought. How much would she give him? A hundredth of it? Or maybe a thousandth? In his mind, the only reason she wanted him gone was to claim the entire reward for herself. It was she who had taught him these thoughts from the beginning. 'Trust no one.' 'Doubt and question everything.' 'Always think twice.' Under the guise of teaching him, she had subjected him to countless hardships, the exact number of which he had long stopped counting. They were at the end of the underground dungeon, with only the final boss room left. The reward for defeating the dungeon's master was within their grasp. When they first entered the dungeon, t...

  Although I couldn't see it clearly due to mom's fingers and panties blocking the view, the sensation of the plum slipping into her vagina, crossing the smooth threshold and becoming lodged inside with a 'gulp~' sound, was incredibly vivid. The thrill I felt while watching that molka video pales in comparison to the excitement I'm feeling now. "Mom, how do you feel?" I was so excited and thrilled that I forgot about the rules and blurted out the question. Mom's face, which had turned bright red, simply stared at me without responding. I knew I had made a mistake with the command, but I couldn't help myself. I was desperate to know how mom was feeling. "Continue to press down on the bottom to make the plum go in deeper." I was half-expecting mom to refuse, but instead, she nodded her head gently. She then brought her right hand back to her thighs and started to massage the area, pressing down on the plum with a 'push~ push~♡♥' m...