Became A Necromancer In a Zombie World

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"Hmhmhe~"

I was humming a tune that naturally came out while driving the van back to the department store.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other groping Ona-yeon's thigh.

Every time I got bored, I would touch her breasts, her thighs, and her crotch, and now she just stares out the window with empty eyes.

'How many days should I starve those bastards?'

While caressing her soft thighs, I was indulging in a pleasant fantasy.

Just a moment ago.

Kim Seok-ho and Seong Ho-su, who had seen my face.

Their reactions were completely opposite.

"You fucking bastard!! Was all of this planned?! Huh?! Locking us up here!! Coming here to us too!!"

Seong Ho-su shouted at me in fury.

Bam!

The punch he swung to the side hit the wall of the container, making a loud noise.

He glared at me as if he wanted to kill me, his face red with rage and eyes wide open.

But he didn't dare come close.

He was probably afraid of getting caught by a zombie.

And then there was Kim Seok-ho on the other side.

"I, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Seo-ho. Please, just forgive me this once. I truly regret it...! Please...!"

This grown-ass man was shedding tears and begging me on his knees.

'As expected, the junior is smarter.'

Seong Ho-su was always good at his job but was an impulsive fool who couldn't think straight when excited.

That's probably why Kang Hae-seok paired him with Kim Seok-ho.

Kim Seok-ho, though less skilled, was quick to understand situations.

'Nevertheless, you're pitiful too.'

If it were just Kim Seok-ho trapped here alone, I might have shown some mercy based on how pitifully he begged.

So, I crouched down to meet his gaze as he lay prostrate.

And I looked at him with a gaze full of pity.

"You're also unlucky to have such a senior. Instead of begging with you, he's just screaming. Ha ha."

At my words, Kim Seok-ho's expression stiffened, and he looked at Seong Ho-su with a trembling body.

I didn't know what his look conveyed, but judging by how Seong Ho-su's angry face flinched, it must have been quite a resentful glare.

"Anyway, that's enough. Both of you, strip first."

I stood up from where I was crouched and told the two stunned idiots.

"W-why do we have to take off our clothes...?"

Kim Seok-ho looked up at me with trembling eyes.

I gave him a cold look and quietly said one word.

"Or do you want to die right here?"

Then I aimed the loaded K2 at him.

"Hiik!"

His face turned pale, and he hurriedly started removing his clothes.

"What about you? You're not doing it together?"

"...Ugh."

Seong Ho-su, now understanding the situation, reluctantly started to take off his clothes with a grimace.

The reason for making them strip was simple.

I didn't know what weapons they might have.

They might even have grenades, leading to an all-or-nothing situation.

"H-here you go..."

Kim Seok-ho carefully handed his folded clothes through the bars, including those of his senior.

He was still hoping that if he followed my orders, I might spare him, smiling at me as best he could.

It was almost pitiful to see.

'What's the use? You tried to kill me.'

Twice, no less.

Once as an example after the last rebellion, and again when they chased me.

They weren't just looking for the location of the food; they would've killed me once they found where the bulk of it was stored.

So, Kim Seok-ho's pitiful smile didn't move me much.

Especially not before he's been beaten down.

They spat on me even when I was groveling at their feet.

To ask for leniency at this point is truly shameless.

"Then, work hard. I'll be on my way."

"Y-yes?! Wait, just a moment! Seo-ho! Don't do this! Let's talk a bit more! Please?!"

As I gathered their clothes and moved to leave, Kim Seok-ho called out to me in a panic.

The sight of a naked man crying in a cage was quite comical.

"Talk about what? When were we ever on talking terms?"

So, I turned my back on them with a sneer.

"Hey! You fucking bastard━!! You're just going to leave us here like this?!"

"Oh my, how scary. I'm so scared of our dear Seong Ho-su that I can't stay here any longer. I'll be off, and if I feel like it, I'll come back."

I waved my hand, turning my back and walking leisurely through the zombies.

"Seo-ho━!! Don't leave!! Seo-ho━!!"

Hearing Kim Seok-ho's cries behind me, my steps felt lighter.

'How many days would be appropriate...'

Of course, I had no intention of starving them to death immediately.

But seeing that Seong Ho-su still had the energy to be angry, they needed more education.

To understand who holds their lifeline.

'Being controlled by just one meal...'

The thought of how these two have become like stray dogs on a leash made me laugh out loud.

"━!! ...━!!"

As I left the warehouse, I could hear the two men arguing from the container.

It seemed they were blaming each other.

'That's understandable.'

Actually, that was part of my plan.

If they united and relied on each other, they'd be a headache.

They might even plan an escape.

So, during our conversation, I subtly pointed out Seong Ho-su's faults to Kim Seok-ho.

I even made it seem like I was leaving because of Seong Ho-su's shouting.

They must be fighting because of that.

'Then, shall I go enjoy some delicacy?'

Having finished the main course, all that was left was the dessert I had been looking forward to.

. . .

"Get out."

After driving for a while, the van skillfully chose roads free of zombies.

Before I knew it, it had entered a large parking lot.

'...Here.'

This was a place familiar to Ona-yeon as well.

S Department Store, the largest in Seoul.

She had dined at a restaurant on the 8th floor with Han Ji-ho and watched movies at the cinema on the top floor.

It was also the place most frequently mentioned among the soldiers at the dormitory recently.

There were rumors of an immense amount of food left there.

'This man... he got the food from here.'

It was puzzling why he would take so much food just to bring one woman back.

That doubt was now resolved.

'His voice... it sounds familiar.'

In the dormitory, he was silent, but after getting into the car, he spoke to her with a lecherous voice.

And just before at the warehouse, he touched Ona-yeon's body while talking.

That voice was definitely one she remembered.

'Anyway, I have to look for a chance to escape...!'

Recalling the moment she was harassed just now, Ona-yeon's shoulders trembled.

She had no idea what might happen here over the next week.

He was a man who would offer vast amounts of food just to have a woman.

He might even be a psychopath who enjoys sexual torture.

'But, ...but how?'

The area around the department store was swarming with zombies, as seen from the car.

Even if she managed to untie the ropes around her wrists and escape, she didn't believe she could survive outside.

'...Ji-ho.'

In this desperate situation, Ona-yeon thought of her boyfriend, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Ah! Sir!"

As they entered the department store, a woman's voice was heard.

Ona-yeon, startled, looked up.

'...Wow, she's beautiful.'

Ona-yeon's impression upon seeing Yu Ha-yeon for the first time was one of astonishment.

Was it because of her neat appearance amidst this zombie apocalypse?

No, even aside from that, Yu Ha-yeon's beauty was astonishing.

As the man entered, she smiled brightly and embraced him like a loving couple.

"Is she the one?"

"Yeah."

And Yu Ha-yeon, who noticed Ona-yeon's presence.

Seeing this beautiful woman, Ona-yeon thought she might have found someone to ask for help.

"Ummph━! Ummph━!"

She tried to make as much noise as possible even with her mouth gagged.

The relationship between Yu Ha-yeon and that man seemed very good.

Moreover, Yu Ha-yeon looked like a normal person who might sympathize with Ona-yeon's plight and ask the man to help her.

But.

"Hmm, ...slurp, smooch."

As Yu Ha-yeon watched her, the man lowered his mask and moved closer to kiss her.

Yu Ha-yeon blushed and started mixing tongues with him.

'...No way.'

Seeing this, Ona-yeon's hope shattered.

The man began to grope Yu Ha-yeon's buttocks while kissing her, clearly in control.

Yu Ha-yeon showed no resistance.

Rather, she seemed to enjoy it, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her chest against him.

"Well, since we'll be staying here for a while, shall we introduce ourselves?"

After the kiss, the man who had been freely kneading Yu Ha-yeon's buttocks turned to Ona-yeon with a smirk.

Then he took off his sunglasses and hat.

"...Hmph."

Ona-yeon gasped in shock upon seeing the man's face under the sunglasses.

"Oh, what's this? You recognize me properly? I'm pleased."

The mysterious man was Lee Seo-ho.

The one they had used and abused before he was dragged away by soldiers and supposedly killed.

'They, they said he was definitely dead...'

She had heard that the soldiers confirmed he was bitten by a zombie.

Yet here he was, alive and well.

"Uncomfortable? I'll untie you soon."

While she looked at him in surprise, Lee Seo-ho approached her with a gentle smile, untied her restraints, and even removed the cloth from her mouth.

"You, ...you were alive?"

"Then, want to touch me? Feel if I'm warm or cold?"

At Ona-yeon's surprised question, Lee Seo-ho stepped closer, placing a hand on her shoulder.

His other hand naturally moved towards her inner thigh.

"No, no! Stop it!"

Ona-yeon recoiled, pushing his hand away in shock.

She wrapped her arms around herself defensively and glared at him.

"I have a boyfriend. ...And you already have a woman to satisfy you!"

She pointed at Yu Ha-yeon, who was watching them blankly behind Lee Seo-ho.

She thought he had brought her because he didn't have a woman, but here he was with someone even prettier than her.

'Why me...?'

Ona-yeon glared at him, puzzled.

Maybe he wouldn't touch her for a week.

If his purpose wasn't to rape her, she might keep her virginity.

That was her judgment, so she was determined to fend off his advances.

Or, if necessary, to run out of the department store.

'He must be thinking that.'

And Lee Seo-ho knew exactly what Ona-yeon was thinking.

She was a woman who cherished her virginity so much that even her boyfriend couldn't touch her.

Being sold off like a prostitute and losing her virginity would be something she'd hate.

'Of course, that wouldn't be fun for me either.'

Lee Seo-ho smiled back at Ona-yeon, who was glaring at him.

Forcing her would be easy, but that wouldn't be enough.

That wouldn't be the revenge he sought.

. . .

After untying Ona-yeon, I shrugged and said to her,

"If you don't want to, then don't."

"...What?"

Ona-yeon looked surprised.

She knew how much food was exchanged for her.

The idea that he'd give up on her with just one refusal was shocking.

Maybe she expected me to force myself on her.

"Ah~ I'm hungry. Ha-yeon, shall we eat?"

"Then I'll get it ready for you!"

I acted as if I wasn't interested in her body.

Sure, forcibly taking her virginity would be fun, but...

'That would give her an excuse, and that's no fun.'

Losing her virginity because she was forced would give her, and Han Ji-ho, an excuse that 'it was unavoidable.'

That kind of anticlimactic result wasn't what I wanted.

"Let's go. Aren't you hungry too?"

"..."

I waved to Ona-yeon, who was looking at me suspiciously.

She must think something is off.

And she's right.

But her suspicion didn't last long.

Sizzle...

It was a sound Ona-yeon probably hadn't heard in months but one I was recently familiar with.

The sound of meat sizzling on a grill.

"...That, that."

Along with the delicious sound, the savory smell of pork fat rose.

By the way, to avoid the smell sticking to the furniture, we were grilling in the corridor connecting the 3rd floor of the department store to the parking lot.

Far from where we live.

Gulp.

Just moments ago, Ona-yeon was glaring at me like she'd bite if I touched her.

But now, the sight of sizzling pork belly had her attention.

"Hungry?"

I held up the tongs with the grilling meat and asked her.

Her eyes lit up as she looked at me.

She must be starving.

Even the soldiers were desperate due to reduced food, let alone the civilians below them.

As that thought ended, Ona-yeon's stomach growled.

Grrr...

"...Ugh."

She blushed, embarrassed by the sound, clutching her stomach.

"It's okay. I understand. We've starved together, remember?"

"..."

Comforting her gently, Ona-yeon looked at me with a hint of gratitude.

She seemed to expect something, my tone sounding like I was treating her like someone close.

Despite her hostility, she now wore an expression hoping I might share that tempting pork belly with her.

Matching her expectations, I smiled kindly and extended my hand with something.

"Here, you must be hungry. Eat a lot."

What I handed her was a can.

A can of tuna.

"Huh? Uh? Um, uh...!"

She alternated her gaze between me and the grill in confusion.

She couldn't bring herself to directly ask for what she wanted, her pride not allowing it after she had been glaring at me.

"Ha-um~ Sir, you cook really well."

"Is it delicious?"

"Yes!"

While Ona-yeon hesitated, Yu Ha-yeon was already enjoying the meat wrapped in fresh lettuce with rice.

"Sir, say 'ah'."

"Chew chew."

She even fed me, and we started enjoying the meat together.

Ona-yeon, hungry, with just a can in her hand.

In front of her, a feast being enjoyed by two people.

The contrast, coupled with hunger and months of deprivation, was enough to break down any semblance of pride.

"...Please."

"Chew chew, ...what?"

Finally, lowering her head and trembling, Ona-yeon spoke with difficulty.

"I, I'll do anything... cleaning, cooking, laundry... any chores...! Can't I just have a little?"

'You fall for it so easily.'

Enjoying the meat in my mouth, I laughed at how quickly Ona-yeon caved.

I thought she might hold out for at least a day.

"I, I gave you food, didn't I?"

I pointed to the can I had given her.

"That's precious too."

"But...!"

Of course, that wasn't going to satisfy her. With tears in her eyes, she looked at me.

Meeting her gaze, I shook my head.

"Sorry, but this meat is really precious."

In this zombie apocalypse, without electricity, fresh meat is like a fantasy.

So, my words carried considerable weight.

"This can only be shared with my woman."

"Sir, you're too much..."

I pulled Yu Ha-yeon close, and she blushed, touching her cheek.

Ona-yeon bit her lip, lowering her head, understanding that such fresh pork belly was rare.

"But, there might be a way."

"W-what is it?"

I spoke as if offering a favor, and Ona-yeon's eyes shone with curiosity.

I leaned in close to whisper in her ear.

"Give me a handjob, and I'll share it."

"Ugh...! You, you're just...!"

Hearing my condition, Ona-yeon pushed me away, her face red, glaring again.

"Just what? Why should I share this precious food with you if not for that?"

I spoke confidently, unfazed by her glare.

"Have you forgotten? How much food I gave up just to bring you here. That can in your hand should be considered a blessing."

She couldn't retort.

Indeed, the amount of food I traded was excessive for just one woman.

Moreover, she had rejected any relationship with me.

Yet here she was, shamelessly begging for meat.

"..."

Ona-yeon could only glare at me, tears welling up.

'This should be enough.'

Thinking the setup was complete, I smiled kindly once more, saying,

"And think about it. ...Did I ask you to spread your legs? Just a handjob."

"...What?"

My whispered words made Ona-yeon's eyes waver.

"We've already had plenty of contact in the car, right? So what's wrong with touching it?"

Sizzle...

Gulp.

As Yu Ha-yeon added more meat to the grill, Ona-yeon clenched her mouth shut, as if suppressing drool.

The more she resisted, the more her eyes wavered.

"Precious pork belly for just a few strokes with your hand. ...Wouldn't refusing that be foolish?"

Ona-yeon clenched her fists, as if there was something holding her back from making a decision.

I knew what that was, so I added one more thing.

"If you were my girlfriend, I wouldn't blame you for filling your stomach this way. He'd understand."

Her eyes stopped wavering, and she looked at me determinedly.

.

.

"Ah... yeah, squeeze it harder."

"..."

"I can make you feel good too, sir."

I sat down, resting my head against Yu Ha-yeon's breasts, enjoying Ona-yeon's handjob.

"...Hnng, ...sob."

Ona-yeon, with her small hand around my cock, was crying, her face red.

"Sorry... Sorry, Ji-ho..."

She whispered her boyfriend's name, tears streaming down her face from guilt.

'Too soon to apologize.'

I adjusted my position, getting closer to her, reaching out to fondle her breasts.

"Eek! What are you doing?!"

"What do you think? Helping because it's hard to finish like this."

"B-but the deal was just with my hand!"

"Who said? I'm just touching your breasts. Don't you want the meat?"

"..."

Ultimately, Ona-yeon grimaced but continued to stroke me.

"Hn, ...hn."

And as I kneaded her breasts, faint moans escaped her.

'Her nipples are already hard.'

"Squeak!"

I slipped my hand under her shirt, touching her bare skin under her bra, stimulating her hardened nipples.

"Ah! Stop, just...!"

"Do it quickly. I need to cum for you to eat. Do you want it cold?"

Slap slap slap slap.

My words and the nipple stimulation made her stroke faster.

It felt better with her putting more effort into it.

'And those glaring eyes...'

Switching from Yu Ha-yeon's loving gaze to this woman's reluctant handjob was a new kind of thrill.

"I'm gonna cum!"

Finally, with enough stimulation, I grabbed her nipple hard and came.

Squelch, squelch.

"Haah!"

As her nipple was pinched, a moan escaped Ona-yeon.

"So, we're done, right?"

Wiping her hand roughly, Ona-yeon looked at me with tear-filled eyes, asking for her promised meat.

"Mm, smooch, slurp."

While Yu Ha-yeon cleaned me up with her mouth, I handed over the promised meat.

Picking up a piece with chopsticks.

"Here, eat."

"...What?"

Her face was filled with confusion.

"What, did you think you'd get all the meat for just one handjob?"

"But, but that's different from what you promised! You said if I used my hand...!"

"And I am giving you some now. Don't you want it?"

Ona-yeon's face was a mixture of frustration and despair.

She couldn't believe she had done that for just one piece of meat.

"Don't want it? Then forget it."

"Wait, wait...!"

But having done something, to give up even this small piece would make it all for nothing.

So, with trembling lips, she took the meat into her mouth.

"...Mmm."

Her expression brightened instantly.

'Unbelievable.'

I must've looked the same when I first cooked meat after activating my recycling ability.

That one piece of meat, after months of poor diet and canned food, must have felt incredibly special to her.

It went down her throat and into her stomach quickly.

She looked back at the grill with hunger.

"Alright, shall we move to the next thing?"

"..."

At my sudden words, Ona-yeon looked at me with confusion.

I smiled, showing my now clean cock, thanks to Yu Ha-yeon.

"If you use your mouth this time, I'll give you more."

"..."

Ona-yeon's eyes started to waver again.

A hungry stomach, an unsatisfied appetite, but she had tasted the meat.

'And she's already done it with her hand...'

There's a sales technique called 'Foot-in-the-Door.'

Once you get someone to agree to a small request, you can gradually increase the size of the ask until you achieve your goal.

'How long will it take?'

From a handjob to spreading her legs, begging me to fuck her.

I smiled, watching Ona-yeon's trembling eyes with anticipation.

'Your girlfriend's virginity will taste nice, Ji-ho.'

And I thought of him, likely starving in the dormitory, thinking of his girlfriend.