Hero Hunter is on Parental Leave C45

Chapter 45

Yeongung let out a quiet chuckle as the dragon finally settled down again. By nature, dragons adored beautiful, glittering minerals.

“Seriously—Yongyong really loves gems.”

{The Hates-Reality Dragon finds the nickname ‘Yongyong’ pleasing.}

Yeongung handled the dragon with a finesse no less skilled than that of a monster tamer.

“The dragon you gave me last time—I think it suits me pretty well. Sometimes it’s even kind of cute.”

His voice echoed through the damp, clammy cavern. Won Iheun stared expressionlessly at Yeongung, who had given the ferocious dragon Iheun had gifted him the endearing nickname “Yongyong” and was openly doting on it.

To Iheun, Yeongung had far too much pointless affection in him. He knew the guild staff—including the so-called idiot duo—were all drawn to Yeongung, eager to grow closer. Unlike that dense Absolute, Iheun was keenly perceptive.

Yeongung had been born with an uncanny ability to attract people. Had it not been for the trash who once manipulated him as a child to exploit his wealth and power, far more people might still have remained by his side.

And now it wasn’t just humans—even insignificant creatures were being charmed by him. That irritated Iheun. At the time, he did not yet recognize that the discomfort gnawing at him was jealousy.

“That’s fortunate. But you haven’t forgotten our bet just because you’re busy fawning over some snake, have you?”

Iheun’s cool, indifferent tone made Yeongung’s eyes widen. It had been meaningful to him—the first gift Iheun had ever given him.

“Hey, you bastard. I was expressing my gratitude to you.”

“…To me?”

“Yeah.”

“Then don’t dote on some snake calling it Yongyong—express it to me.”

What a demanding man. Yeongung stared at the brazen beauty in disbelief. Still, Iheun’s mood seemed to ease; the corners of his eyes curved gently. The melting smile looked like it might dissolve Yeongung’s heart, so he turned his head away.

“Hmph. Let’s go in.”

At that moment, the ground beneath them split in two, and both men plunged downward. Floating midair through telekinesis, neither hunter attempted to break the sealed door—the only exit. The core was below anyway.

“Fuck—what the hell is that…?”

A voice from the status window rang in Yeongung’s ears.

{Welcome to the Chamber of Spawning.}

The Chamber of Spawning…?

The nest surrounding the core was filled with countless white eggs. Judging from the garden maze, Yeongung had assumed the boss was plant-based. But was something else inside? Plants hatching from eggs? In a gate, such absurdities were entirely possible.

The mucous membrane protecting the eggs began to swell upward. Then, as the barrier ballooned, tentacles burst forth.

“Should I burn those disgusting eggs with venom fangs?”

As he tried to activate the skill, the blue status window flashed red.

{!WARNING!}

{Due to a system error, all blessings applied to the caster have been解除—}

“What…!?”

{Leave immediately. Get out of—}

Bzzzt.

With the sound of a severed connection, the warning vanished as the status window shut down.

“Perfect. Been a while since I fought analog.”

After exchanging a glance with Iheun, Yeongung began attacking the tentacles using pure mana accumulated within his body like internal force. Before the connection dropped, the system had clearly called this place the “Chamber of Spawning.” Were those eggs proof of spawning?

At that moment, the eggs arranged like a honeycomb around the core began pounding from within, reacting to Yeongung’s gaze.

Crack—!

The shells shattered, and tentacles shot out at terrifying speed. With the dragon’s toxins it would have been easy—but neither the Absolute nor the rank-one master cared. Tentacles burned to ash under Iheun’s flames or froze and shattered under ice. Their destruction rate far outpaced the tentacles’ regeneration.

Then, through the writhing mass, a crimson core came into view. Spotting it, Yeongung surged ahead of Iheun.

“Then get ready to grant my wish.”

Cutting through the air, Yeongung descended through the vines as all tentacles converged on him. Yet he felt as though they were deliberately allowing him to approach the core.

“…They’re not attacking.”

Freed from the tentacles, Iheun rapidly descended after him.

“Let’s eliminate it first.”

Yeongung intended to destroy the core before Iheun. He zigzagged down, kicking alternately off the walls to control his descent. Not using his most favored dwarven blade, he drew instead the twin swords he used second most.

KWA-BOOM!

The cavern shook from the thunderous friction. Yeongung stared at the strange thing blocking his blades—something resembling an awakened hunter’s blue status window. As he raised his swords again, a garish pink window—like a red-light district neon sign—appeared.

[Hidden Mission Unlocked: Chamber of Spawning]

• Mission: If You Don’t Have Sex, You Die 💗
• Sexual Partner: Won Iheun (SSS-rank)
• Clear Condition: Have sex until Won Iheun is satisfied
• Warning: Gate will explode if mission fails
• Extra: Tentacle 3P optional 💗

Yeongung glared at the obscene sentences.

“W-wait—what the hell is this—!”

Then the warning his status window had sent earlier resurfaced in his mind—the voice urgent, unlike its usual flat tone.

Leave immediately.

A tentacle seized the moment Yeongung froze in shock, approaching silently, slipping something deep into his slightly parted throat. By the time he severed it, he had already swallowed a tiny candy.

“Fuck—what did that tentacle feed me!?”

Before his enraged blades could strike again, the pink window vanished with a smug heh. Heat surged violently through Yeongung’s body—far worse than a heat cycle.

“Hngh…!”

The omega dragged himself across the wet cavern floor. Every sensation against his skin turned erotic. Seeking stronger stimulation, he rubbed his chest against the rough stone. Still unsated, he panted desperately, heat blooming from his neck to his ears.

“Hah…!”

Landing nearby, Iheun took in Yeongung’s condition and lifted the crawling omega’s upper body.

“Hunter Yeongung… do you recognize me?”

A pink status window appeared before Iheun as well.

[Hidden Mission Unlocked: Chamber of Spawning]

• Mission: Please Give Me a Knot 💗
• Sexual Partner: Yeongung (Absolute)
• Clear Condition: End the rut
• Warning: Gate will explode if mission fails
• Extra: Tentacle 3P optional 💗

An extreme alpha’s rut arrived on a fixed cycle. This forced arousal meant triggering it artificially.

“Hah… it’s too hot…”

Eyes wet with moisture pleaded with the alpha—begging him to cool the burning heat.

“…!”

As the hidden mission took effect, Iheun’s body entered a forced rut. His eyes blazed with desire.

Thud, thud. Iheun drove himself in from crown to base in a single thrust. Semen spilled from prior climaxes, slick sounds echoing wetly. Fully naked, Yeongung struggled to take the massive intrusion. His tender walls contracted, clamping down.

“Fuck…”

The tight, enveloping heat made an already impossibly large cock swell further.

“Hngh—stop…!”

Perched helplessly on Iheun’s thigh, Yeongung’s pupils dilated as Iheun deliberately avoided the prostate, teasing around it instead.

Burning for relief, Yeongung wrapped his arms around Iheun’s neck.

“No… ah—there—!”

His stiff, over-stimulated nipples brushed Iheun’s solid chest; overwhelmed, Yeongung rubbed himself harder.

“Hah… ahh…!”

When the cock finally struck his prostate, Yeongung shattered. His pale skin bloomed with heat marks. Iheun’s gaze locked onto the arched throat, and as he murmured “good, good,” Yeongung clutched his own neck.

“Not… there…”

A clear refusal of marking.

The enraged alpha thrust harder, relentless. Yeongung’s vision blurred. Nothing more would come from his exhausted body—he had already lost count of how many times since entering the chamber. Yet Iheun’s rut showed no sign of ending.

“…Hah—!”

Yeongung’s pupils dilated again.

“Hngh—what—what are you—ah—!”

The shape of the glans changed inside him. Feeling it transform sent shivers racing over his skin. As his fine body hair stood on end, Iheun bit down on his right nipple. It split, leaking clear fluid—milk from stimulated glands.