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EP. 37. Now This Apartment Is Mine 

FBI Open Up! 

...Well, not quite. 

After searching each unit from the 5th floor up, we gathered all the hiding survivors in front of unit 403. 

Honestly, I wanted to cram them all into the blood- and filth-stained 403 to maximize their fear, but... 

Catherine stopped me, saying that the sight of Lee Changseop’s corpse and the terrified, naked Yusookyung was enough. 

“Fear is good, but if it’s too much, it can provoke backlash. This is enough. Dictators who ruled by fear alone all failed in the end.” 

True... I need to manage my image, too. 

So, the remaining nine survivors were made to kneel in the 4th floor hallway. 

Specifically, they knelt in front of Lee Changseop’s corpse and the trembling, naked Yusookyung, while I stood before them and spoke. 

“Ugh... If you’d all come out when I called, we could’ve had a much more pleasant introduction. What is this?” 

“Sniff...” 

As I gently tapped the crossbow trigger and sighed, a frightened whimper escaped from among the bowed women. 

Then, the only remaining man among the lower-floor survivors spoke up in a trembling voice. 

“W-why are you doing this? What did we do wrong...?” 

“Oh, I suppose I haven’t properly explained why we came down here. The most important reason is... to enact justice.” 

With the presence of Catherine-whom they had expelled days earlier-and my mention of “enacting justice,” the nine survivors began to tremble. 

Feeling a strange satisfaction at their fear, I went on to mention the confessions of Lee Changseop and Yusookyung, and explained that “justice” had just been served. 

“So, Mr. Lee Changseop was punished directly by the victim, Catherine, and Ms. Yusookyung, who incited Catherine’s expulsion at her lover’s urging, is to be forcibly expelled from our apartment.” 

I then scolded the rest for betraying Catherine despite her help. 

“Honestly, you’re just as guilty as Lee Changseop or Yusookyung. How could you expel the woman who built the barricade and kept the zombies out?” 

At that, the women, glancing nervously at each other, quickly shifted the blame to the now half-conscious Yusookyung. 

“We... we didn’t really know the truth... and it was Sookyung-she kept egging us on!” 

“That’s right. She said Changseop wouldn’t do such a thing, and who knows what tricks that foreign woman was up to...” 

Driven by survival instinct, they all started “cutting ties” and heaping blame on her. 

Screech, screech. 

The unpleasant commotion, like the sound of pigs being slaughtered, echoed briefly through the hallway. 

CRASH! 

At my signal, Park Sanghyuk slammed a crowbar on the floor, silencing everyone. 

With order restored, I made the remaining nine an “offer they couldn’t refuse.” 

“Well, the world’s ending, so I understand if fear made you do something stupid. But there’s one condition.” 

“Yes, yes.” 

When I said I’d forgive everything if they agreed to one condition, the survivors looked up, eyes shining. 

I could sense a willingness to betray anyone for survival. 

I then presented a downgraded version of the “deal” I’d offered Park Sanghyuk. 

“If you promise to do me favors whenever I ask, I’ll forget all that’s happened. In exchange, I’ll share my ‘clean water’ with you. But if you refuse...” 

I glanced between Lee Changseop’s corpse and Yusookyung, who was about to be expelled. 

Immediately, the group-one middle-aged man and eight women-nodded and shouted “Yes!” so loudly it echoed down to the first floor. 

At the same time, my phone buzzed repeatedly. 

Bzzz bzzz 

[Congratulations! You have completed the quest ‘Master of the Apartment (1)’.] 

[Reward: 40 MP.] 

[New Quest: Master of the Apartment (2)] 

You have secured one line of the apartment. 

Now it’s time to conquer the entire building and establish a stable power base. 

Search and secure the other lines in the apartment. 

Form friendly relations or make subordinates of any survivor groups you find. 

(1) If necessary, you may drive them out or eliminate them for success. 

Reward: 50 MP, 9mm automatic pistol, 30 rounds of 9×19mm Parabellum. 

(1) If you fail, you will become enemies with that survivor group. 

After sending the newly “subjugated” lower-floor survivors back to their homes, 

We first disposed of Lee Changseop’s body by tossing it out the window. 

Then, Catherine, Park Sanghyuk, and I escorted the expelled Yusookyung to the first floor. 

The other three remained on the 4th floor to guard the elevator, just in case. 

‘For some reason, I really don’t want to be around Park Sanghyuk’s son, Park Suhyeon...’ 

He seemed like the type to stab me in the back at the first opportunity. 

As I wondered how to deal with him, Yusookyung suddenly collapsed to the ground. 

With a desperate face and voice, she begged for her life. 

“I’m sorry! Please, just once... I beg you, please...” 

She pressed her hands together, bowing deeply, and even performed a naked dogeza toward Catherine, reeking of urine. 

She even banged her forehead on the floor, but Catherine remained expressionless, making no gesture at all. 

Realizing Catherine would never forgive her, Yusookyung then clung to my leg. 

“I’ll do anything. Housework, anything... I’ll even suck your cock! I’m really good at it!” 

“Jeez... what are you doing...” 

Her hands crept up my leg, groping my crotch through the suit, offering to suck me off. 

Just as I was about to push her off, an idea occurred to me. 

‘Betrayal detection is nice, but another tool couldn’t hurt.’ 

I leaned down and whispered to her. 

“Alright. If you do as I say, I might let you live... how about it?” 

“Yes! I’ll do anything!” 

She nodded eagerly at the mere suggestion of survival. 

Then, as hope flickered in her eyes, I gave her the first order. 

“Go suck that guy’s cock for me.” 

“Huh? Oh, okay.” 

I nodded toward Park Sanghyuk, who was holding a crowbar, telling her to suck him off instead of me. 

Yusookyung’s face showed a moment of shock, but driven by desperation, she immediately clung to Park Sanghyuk’s lower half. 

“Wait, what, hey...” 

While the startled Park Sanghyuk stammered, 

Ziiip 

Yusookyung expertly unzipped his pants, reached in, and pulled out his limp cock. 

Without hesitation, she took his darkened glans into her mouth. 

Sluuurp, slurp, slurp! 

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, and Park Sanghyuk’s cock stretched and hardened from her enthusiastic blowjob. 

‘She’s got skills...’ 

She wasn’t lying about being good at it. 

If I didn’t have a beautiful partner like Aunt, I might have been tempted to try her myself. 

Soon, after just three minutes of Yusookyung’s oral service, Park Sanghyuk came. 

He quickly retreated, embarrassed, up the stairs, while I approached the nervous Yusookyung. 

“As promised, I won’t expel you. But from now on, you’re the communal prostitute for the men of this apartment. You’ll keep your home, but everything in it will be confiscated. You’ll support yourself with what you earn from the men.” 

“Ah...” 

“What? You don’t want to?” 

“No, no. I’ll do it... prostitute...” 

“Good. One more thing. If you hear anything valuable from the men while you’re with them, bring it to me and I’ll pay you well.”