I approached Anya. She was a famous mushroom connoisseur even within the territory.

They said she possessed the sense to identify any poisonous mushroom? But I don’t know why her parenting was like that.

’Well, it’s because her husband has been away for a long time, I guess.’

Anya, who had been glaring at me, scoffed once.

"You’re really just a dick. You know me, right?"

"Yes, Anya."

I glanced at her. Alpa’s mother, Anya dos Santos.

She had thick brown hair tied back in a single ponytail. Her lime-green eyes and clumsily tanned, D-cup voluptuous figure caught my attention.

’Her face or chest aren’t particularly outstanding, but she gives off the vibe of a well-maintained friend’s mom next door. She also seems more refined than other women her age.’

Still, she was a woman who knew how to take care of herself. She was on a different level from typical middle-aged women who let themselves go, making excuses about pregnancy or childbirth or family condition.

But she still didn’t look good to me. She often called me a bastard instead of my name.

And she kept criticizing me without even knowing what Alpa had done.

"Hey."

Thud.

She pushed my chest. When I deliberately stumbled back, a smile bloomed on Anya’s face.

"Do you know how much my only son suffered because of you? My son was raised preciously. I even personally sent him to the academy!"

"If you’re talking about the sparring, Alpa was the one who suggested it first."

"How dare you talk back?! Do you think I’m a joke just because I identify mushrooms?!"

"I didn’t say that." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Truly, like mother, like son. Maybe Alpa, that son of a bitch, is actually good-natured at heart?

Just kidding. Good-natured my ass.

’My mood’s already shitty, and now I run into this bitch. I was planning to deal with her eventually, so this works out. Fuck. I’ll ram her until her pelvis shatters, you slut.’

I began to glare at Anya seriously. Since it’s come to this, let’s just do it.

If push comes to shove, I can use an aphrodisiac. Anya poked my forehead with the tip of her index finger, provoking me.

"Glaring? Why? Gonna hit me? You became a formal Hero, didn’t you? Go on, hit me! I’ll just get some settlement money! Go on, hit me!"

This bitch is determined. Fine, if you’re going to screw someone over, you should be prepared to get screwed over too, right?

I changed my expression. I grinned.

Anya flinched and cowered. She must have thought I was crazy. Let’s begin.

"Anya, you said you identify mushrooms, right?"

"So?"

"I was truly very sorry. I learned a lot from Alpa, but I guess I got carried away back then. If your anger hasn’t subsided, I’ll gladly accept any punishment."

I bowed my head and spoke. As Anya looked flustered, I brazenly took off my pants in front of her.

Dangling.

My erect dick sprang out like a snake. As my meat pole, which had gradually grown to nearly 25cm, popped out, Anya gasped in horror.

"Oh my...!"

"As a commemoration, would you identify my mushroom too?"

"How dare you shove something so smelly and vulgar at me? You filthy bastard!"

"This might just make you happy, you know?"

I slowly approached. Anya shook her head and backed away, then fell into a patch of bushes.

"No, don’t come, don’t come, you filthy, disgusting bastard!"

"I’ll have to tame you first. So you know your place."

I reached out my hand. Anya tried to block my hand as she got up again, but it was no use. Idiot.

"No, wait! Kyaaaak!"

I forcibly pushed her down. Anya fell awkwardly, flustered and looking disgraceful.

I lunged and pressed against her to prevent her from pulling any tricks. She couldn’t match my strength.

From now on, it was the start of wild sex, overflowing with pure instinct.

I ripped her clothes off with gusto.

Her expensive-looking top became rags.

Her long skirt was torn in half, making it nice and breezy.

Finally, I pulled off her pink ribbon-studded panties and held them for a moment.

I intended to shove in my meat pole, already erect as thick as my baby forearm.

She resisted. But her resistance was nothing more than flailing on the grass.

"Don’t do this, ahh! You son of a bitch!"

"Stop thrashing. I said I’d make you happy, didn’t I?"

"Who would with a bad guy like you...!"

"Bullshit! If we’re talking about character, you should be fucking a stray dog, you bitch! Think about your son!"

When I snapped at her, she froze for a moment. Soon, as she tried to resist again,

Slap!

"Ungh!"

I slapped her cheek. She quieted down a bit.

Rip, tear!

After tearing off her panties, I saw her thickly grown coffee-colored pubic hair.

Her pussy, trying desperately to hide within that pubic hair, was exposed.

As I pressed my dickhead against her and slowly rubbed, she whimpered.

"You, you’re too thick! Is that a dick or an arm? Please, don’t!"

"A horny mind dwells in a horny body. This woman is worth training!"

Squelchh! Thwack!

"Kkhiiyaaaang!"

The bitch screamed, throwing her head back. I even laughed at this bitch-like instinct.

She grabbed my arm, trying to push me away, making desperate resistance.

But her pussy had already accepted my meat pole.

I thrust steadily.

Splish-splosh! Thwack-thwack!

"Ow! Hah! Please... don’t do this...♥"

Every time my dickhead split her tightening vaginal walls, she wailed.

Even as she pretended to dislike it, her vaginal opening was already getting wet.

More than anything, that moan she couldn’t suppress even while covering her mouth with her left hand.

This was proof that she was a born bitch.

"Too big! Ahh, it fucking hurts! You son of a bitch! Haah!♥"

"You like it that much?"

"Ahh, I like it... N-no. You just wait, h-hng, I’ll tell the guards...."

"Tell them what? That you had sex with someone your son’s age and want them to approve?"

"It’s rape! Kkah-heung!♥"

"Rape? Who do you think people will believe? The Hero who runs day and night to protect the territory, or the mother of a certain Hero Candidate with character issues. What do you think?"

When I pressed her with logic, she couldn’t say a word.