Your Girlfriend Was Amazing Chapter 77: After Training Chunhyang, I Need to Follow Up wi

After Training Chunhyang, I Need to Follow Up with Screwing Her

"Daddy!" My daughter's voice echoed as she ran towards .

Growing up under the golden autumn leaves, she always wears an innocent smile that knows no fear—a true testant to what happiness really ans.

She's my lovely daughter.

Master…

"I can see why having a child changes everything."

Monts like this, which had never occurred in Lee Taeok's life, are now here. Being Baek Taeyang truly changed so much in my life.

Initially, I was lost and confused after entering the novel. But now, I've grown enough to build such a wonderful family.

"Daddy!" She rushed into my arms without a worry of falling. With her weight leaning forward, she didn't wobble even once.

It's clear whose physical abilities she inherited. She may not have been raised with a silver spoon, but my daughter inherited my physical prowess. Not only that, but I started training her since she was young. Though she's only 8 years old, her skills easily surpass her age.

Swish, swish—

Even now, as she briefly stayed in my arms, she expertly practiced shadow boxing, her body eager for movent. Her boxing breaths and straight punches were executed with grace.

"Daddy, look at this! I can finally do a roundhouse kick!"

"Wow, my daughter is really strong!"

Not only straight punches, but she even slightly bent her arm when throwing hooks. Incorporating Muay Thai techniques seamlessly into elbow strikes, her consecutive moves were impeccable.

"If you teach one thing, she'll learn ten. That's my daughter."

"Of course, I didn't even miss a single question on the hanja test this ti. I'm the best, aren't I?"

"Yeah, you're a genius!"

Master…

This mont is truly blissful.

My second life wasn't just about possessing Baek Taeyang, but it beca real when I started building a family as him. From marrying my lovely wife to the overwhelming feeling of having a cute daughter like a rabbit.

I could even draw it with my eyes closed.

Naturally, when I think of my wife, her voice echoes in the distance, "Master~ The results for this year's exam are out."

"Ah… Right…"

My joy sank like a Titanic hitting an iceberg.

The exam schedule is absurd, happening only once every three years. While there were whispers of irregular tests, none have materialized. Perhaps the novel simply craves for Yi Mongryong to ace the state examination and climb the ranks.

"So, how'd it go?"

"Uh, well…" Chunhyang's smile turned into a frown, oozing concern.

In reality, I had already resigned myself to failure. Twelve years gone by, and the guy couldn't even pass the state examination, let alone rise to a high-ranking position.

"It's fine. I saw it coming."

"But still…" Chunhyang cautiously pulled into a comforting embrace.

Should I just kill Minsoo…?

Minsoo's been trapped in the sa loop for over a decade. Once, he even contemplated a trip to Hanyang, desperate for a breakthrough. But the novel confines the [Pimp] to the town, as if thwarting any chance of change—a clever blockade, albeit frustrating.

"Master… Why are you sweating so much?"

"Sweat?"

Am I sweating? Is it because of the crushing disappointnt manifesting as symptoms of dehydration?

Actually, when I glanced at my palms, they were drenched. No, it's more than just sweat now. It poured out, as if my body were lting. The surroundings blurred, and Chunhyang's face vanished before .

"What… What's going on?"

Fog? Why now? Did I ss up the story by not pushing forward?

Then, the voice that had been echoing since earlier resounded loudly in the sky, "Master, wake up!"

"…!"

"Oh, Master, you're awake… I'm sorry if I disturbed you for no reason. You were sweating buckets and seed to be in agony…"

"It… It was all a dream…?"

As I ca to my senses and surveyed my surroundings, I realized I was in the pimp's room, my first stop after reaching the gate.

Beside , Wolhyang stared at , stark naked, her body gleaming under the moonlight. Despite my shock, my body betrayed with an erection.

"Right… I was just stunned to hear that Kim Minsoo couldn't morize the hanja…"

"What? You don't know hanja? Are you serious?! You moron! How do you expect to pass the exam?!"

"Huh, what did you say?! You and your world's common sense are worlds apart from mine! Not knowing anything is like being a sponge, you know? There's sothing called a sponge that absorbs water really well and is good for washing dishes, and anyway, it's like that! I'm in that state right now! A completely dry sponge! So, I'm just, hey! Don't ignore ! I lost that ti, but I'll absorb this knowledge like water into my brain and pass the past state examination soon!"

As I briefly closed my eyes and recalled our conversation, a headache imdiately surged.

From Kim Minsoo's abrupt eruption to his disregard for the decibel level, showing no concern for anyone around him, coupled with his extensive self-absorption and deep-seated inferiority complex… With just words, Minsoo delivered a crushing blow to .

I got consud by the hopelessness of being stuck at the gate, so I swiftly left and went to my room. In an attempt to ease my frustration, I called Wolhyang and fucked her like a dog, before drifting off to sleep together.

"Bring so water… with honey."

"Yes, just hold on a mont, Master." Wolhyang hastily dressed and left the room.

Even with a substitute… But there's no one particularly proficient in hanja here. Even if I had studied it properly, it wouldn't have made a difference.

Suppressing the urge to swear, I peered out the window. The moon hung round and bright, oblivious to any concerns.

Am I dood to end up like in the dream?

It's peculiar that Chunhyang was my wife, but that's inconsequential. The dream felt so real that it kept leading to bad endings.

As the pimp, I couldn't leave the area… And there were no irregular exam either… Any of them can easily beco established facts.

With no concrete evidence, my brow furrowed instinctively.

"I brought the honey water, Master."

"Good, thanks." Accepting the honey water from Wolhyang, I took a sip to soothe my parched throat.

"Hey, Wolhyang."

"Yes, Master?"

"How long do you think it would take for soone who doesn't know hanja at all to pass the state exam for a high-ranking position?"

"The state examination?"

"Not , just on average."

"Hmm…"

She sighed at the realization that it wasn't about .

It's almost reassuring that it won't happen in my lifeti, so there's no point even contemplating it. I lack the energy to address it.

"Well… typically, even people who excel in the subject fail to pass the exam, Master. There was a person who caused a scene on the street not long ago, lanting their failure after studying for 20 years. They said they would cry and die."

I hadn't anticipated much from Wolhyang's response. Still, I thought she might suggest sothing like, ‘Even if you're incompetent, it might take about six years with diligent effort,' but she said nothing of the sort.

If soone can't succeed after 20 years of trying, then they simply won't.

Though the sweet honey water flowed down my throat, my mood remained unchanged.

Why did the incompetent author set up such a gate for him in the first place? Why in the world is this gate ant for Kim Minsoo?

He might end up wasting decades here without achieving anything. Is morizing hanja the first step to awakening or sothing?

"Master, if you aren't too tired… Um, being in your arms makes my body heat up…"

As soon as I finished the honey water, Wolhyang entered my embrace. With a rustle, she undressed and caressed my body.

While her face wasn't so welcoming when I first woke up, once she got a taste, she seed thoroughly addicted. After all, no matter how tis change, a man possessing this kind of joystick is the ultimate sex symbol. Who wouldn't crave being consud by pleasure before rational thought sets in?

"Hmmmm…"

No matter how pissed off I am, I can't refuse sex.

I grabbed onto Wolhyang's tight ass and impaled her down on my lap.

Maybe she learned the cowgirl position from , because she naturally wrapped her legs around my waist.

"Ahh…! You… you're so deep, Master… I-it…!"

I didn't bother with foreplay; I just shoved my cock into her already moist pussy.

Hold on a sec.

A brilliant idea flashed through my mind.

Since Wolhyang is also the gate native, there is a high chance she's treated as a "monster." Maybe everyone except for Kim Minsoo and are considered monsters.

The fact that Virgin Bomber was triggered on Chunhyang is proof of that. But when I first embraced Wolhyang, and even now, there's no ssage popping up.

It ans… Wolhyang isn't a virgin, but Chunhyang is. That also ans Virgin Bomber can steal soone's skill when I take a virgin.

The only variable is that.

I don't know what skill Kim Minsoo has, but that seems to be the only way.

I have to train Chunhyang first, then fuck her.

The thought of having to fuck the boss monster isn't exactly thrilling.

While Wolhyang feels like an ordinary civilian who can't use any skills, Seong Chunhyang had activated her skill.

The scariest part is that if the woman isn't a virgin, the Virgin Bomber won't trigger. In other words, if I don't train her perfectly, she might turn hostile after I fucked her.

Guess it's ti for so hardcore SM play starting tomorrow.

Why the hell do I have to consider banging a boss monster because of Kim Minsoo? When will he ever be of any help in my life?

"Ah… Master… Oh… My body feels all tingly… It's weird… Ahh…!"

Holding onto Wolhyang as she shivered, I turned towards the direction of Chunhyang's room. Then, I nearly scread at the sight before .

"…?!"

I almost scread, forgetting that I was still intertwining bodies.

What the hell?

Wide-eyed, Seong Chunhyang opened the door and was staring right at us.