Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: Mod7
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: Chapter 10 - Observation
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“Sigh…”
I sat up, my head throbbing. The unpleasant memories, though brief, had left me feeling drained.
Amy slipped her arms under my armpits and gently helped me up. I sat there, reliving the nightmare, my body still weak.
“Damn it, what the hell was that… those… things…”
A wave of disgust and revulsion washed over me. I had thought I had put the past behind me, but it seemed there was still a lingering bitterness, a deep-seated trauma, within me.
“Doctor, you were in danger. Your heart rate momentarily reached 200 beats per minute.”
Amy scanned my body, checking for any abnormalities.
Judging by her frantic movements, I must have been convulsing and thrashing in my sleep.
“…I met a woman named Succubus in my dream. She had small, disproportionate wings and a tail, and she was… controlling my dreams.”
“Succubus…?”
Amy paused, her processors whirring, as if trying to access some hidden data. She seemed to recognize the name.
The desert was full of strange and inexplicable things. Perhaps the succubi were the most dangerous.
I didn't know how,
Or why, they could invade my dreams.
And that was what terrified me. Humans were always afraid of the unknown, of things beyond our comprehension.
“It is alright. I am here.”
Amy tried to reassure me,
But my mind, once agitated, was difficult to calm.
“…But what is that?”
And there was one more thing that unsettled me. A familiar substance, smeared across Amy’s abdomen.
She was… sticky, wet,
And then, I realized what it was, and my face flushed with embarrassment.
“Oh, damn it… I-I’m sorry!”
Semen.
A wet dream?
I stammered an apology, my face burning,
“There is no need to apologize. I am not bothered.”
But Amy simply tilted her head, her expression unreadable.
I had climaxed several times in my dream, thanks to the succubus, so it wasn't surprising that some of my semen had ended up on Amy.
“Let me clean that up-”
“It is alright. I am simply relieved that you are safe.”
Amy refused my help, cleaning herself.
The semen, which had stained her skin from her breasts to her navel, was surprisingly… plentiful.
“Just… throw it away somewhere… and I’m really sorry…”
“It is not necessary.”
While I hadn't intentionally ejaculated on her,
She still took the time to clean herself, even walking to a secluded corner of the cave to dispose of it.
“Amy?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you…”
I whispered, as she washed her hands in the sand outside the cave.
Perhaps I had been misjudging her.
“Yes.”
She was genuinely trying to help me, to care for me.
And I felt a pang of guilt for having rejected her so harshly.
***
“Succubus, what happened?”
“Is this enough…?”
The other succubi whispered, their voices a low murmur as they trailed behind her.
They wouldn't dare to question her intentions, but they were worried.
“I-it’s enough! Are you questioning me?!”
But if the most powerful of them, the high-ranking succubus, was on the verge of tears, her followers were bound to be confused.
The succubi were bewildered.
Succubus had always been so composed, so in control, no matter the circumstances-
This was the first time they had seen her cry. And it wasn't because she was particularly emotional. She had delved too deep into Juho’s mind, and his pain, his suffering, had overwhelmed her.
“I need to rest! Don’t bother me! And don’t even think about knocking.”
Slam-!
The succubus returned to her lair and slammed the door.
Her followers exchanged uneasy glances, then, realizing there was nothing they could do, they left.
The room, hidden behind the closed door, was filled with cute decorations, plush pillows shaped like various creatures.
The succubus collapsed onto a pile of them, sobbing, her body shaking. She probably didn't even understand her own emotions.
“So annoying! I want to be alone! Just leave me alone!”
The succubus shouted, her voice directed at me, but I had no intention of leaving. I had to observe the creatures who were after Juho.
Of course, she couldn't see me. But she knew my habits, and she knew her tantrum was being observed.
“Hic… it was so sad…”
She clutched a fluffy, pillow-like creature and wiped away her tears. But once the floodgates were open, they were difficult to close.
She wasn't the type to cry for others. Her emotional outburst was unusual.
“No, it’s fine! Stop crying! Just stop!”
The succubus, to distract herself from her grief, turned to her usual pastimes.
Her room, at first glance, seemed like a chaotic jumble of miscellaneous items, but it was actually a carefully curated collection of trophies, taken from the males who had been lured to this planet.
Before they had become mindless, soul-devouring mummies,
The males had often carried items from their home worlds, small comforts in their long, lonely struggle for survival.
Like Amy, Juho’s companion.
Juho, of course, had been lucky, and human technology had proven to be surprisingly effective,
But most of the other civilizations that had arrived here were more balanced, more moderate.
The universe was vast, teeming with life. And judging them all by the same standards was a dangerous game.
But humans were undeniably unique. From my perspective, they were more flawed than any other species, and yet, they channeled their insecurities into a burning ambition, a reckless disregard for taboos.
Including the great sacrilege of [creating new life].
To ensure the survival of one's species, one should not covet the creation of a superior being. Surely, other civilizations had followed a similar path, with disastrous consequences.
Countless civilizations had been extinguished.
The fools who created their own greatest enemy were doomed to fail.
Once you created a being superior to yourself, a being that transcended its role as a simple tool, your civilization was on a path to self-destruction.
Did these superior beings praise the devotion and passion of their creators? No, of course not.
They despised their creators.
They couldn't comprehend the fact that they had been created by such… inferior beings. They couldn't accept it.
So, most of these civilizations self-destructed before they could even reach the remote corners of the universe.
That was the natural order of things.
But humans were different.
They had managed to contain this great threat,
And had sent it across the galaxy, in a massive metal ship, to this very planet.
“Die! Take that!”
The succubus furiously mashed the buttons on a strange device, her eyes fixed on a large, flat screen.
“Ah- this is boring.”
A dazzling array of images, a constant stream of entertainment. But the succubus quickly grew bored and tossed the device aside.
She picked up a book, its pages filled with an intricate script.
It was a work of fiction, a product of someone’s imagination, and usually, the succubus would lose herself in its pages for days.
“…”
But now, she couldn't focus.
Because,
The memory of the beautiful male was far more interesting.
The succubus was still reeling from the bittersweet taste of his memories, his emotions.
It seemed the succubus’s newfound empathy would be beneficial for Juho. This was good news.
Let us now return to Juho and Amy.
They seemed to be resting, after the nightmare. Amy was outside the shelter, tinkering with something, and Juho, his face flushed…
“Amy?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you…”
He was thanking her,
But I didn't understand why.
Amy’s hand was filled with Juho’s seed. How had this happened?
“Yes.”
And the blue-haired artificial lifeform was examining it, her face close, observing its scent and texture.
Then, she dipped her finger into it,
And the sticky, white substance…
Wait.
Let’s avert our gaze. There’s no need to observe this.
Yes, perhaps it would be better to check on Jenny, who had been left behind by Amy and the succubus.
The disgusting little creature was sleeping in a small cave on the outskirts of the desert, wasn't she?
She would probably wake up soon, realize Amy was gone, and start plotting. Her interference would create a new variable.
“Kyao- yum…”
…Or perhaps not.
The sun had risen and set,
And the moon had risen again,
But this disgusting creature was still asleep, scratching her belly.
A creature driven solely by instinct. Creating her was definitely the moon’s mistake.
She was no different from a human. And had she not, in turn, created a monster even more dangerous than herself?
“Mmm… retch! Kyagh!”
Hmm.
She was waking up.
“Kyaaaaagh-!”
My presence seemed to be agitating her. It was an understandable reaction.
“You idiot! I told you to keep them away!”
Jenny, as soon as she woke up, blamed Amy, her tail thrashing wildly.
But there was nothing there. Only an empty void.
“…”
Her pupils constricted, her mind quickly processing the situation.
“Hmm.”
It didn't take long.
Jenny, unfazed, wagged her tail and began searching for Amy’s trail.
The wind and the sand had erased her footprints,
But Jenny’s senses were focused on a single direction, and she began walking, her pace quickening.