Let's Move

Let's move.

I looked over my filthy room. Women had packed themselves in until the place was stuffed to bursting, and that particular stench unique to a bachelor pad was starting to creep back out of the corners. The slaves had cleared away some of the trash scattered around as they came and went, but plenty of it was still sitting there. I did clean that stuff, technically — I just found it so tedious I'd always put it off and do the whole thing in one go.

"Hmm."

Looking it over, the only thing that actually mattered was the computer. I'd be buying a new one later anyway, but I still needed to bring it along.

"Just grab the computer. Bring it up to the top floor carefully. I don't want to have to worry about it."

"Understood."

I pushed No. 74's head off my cock — she'd been sucking on it — and headed up to the owner's suite on the fifth floor first.

I stepped out into ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the hallway and checked the elevator. Still dead. My place had been on the second floor, so I hadn't cared, but going up and down five flights was going to be a pain.

"Does the lack of power to the elevator trouble you?"

Lee Yuna asked. Could she actually do something about it?

"What are you planning to do?"

"I intend to contract a mana generator, or else arrange for an electrical supply."

"Handle it."

I produced a card and tossed it to Lee Yuna, who had her head bowed. A billion won sat on deposit.

"I am most humbly grateful."

She bowed even deeper, practically prostrating herself, and accepted the card. After that I climbed the stairs to the fifth floor. It was definitely spacious and comfortable.

Still — we had to get electricity, gas, and the rest hooked back up? Smartphone service worked, though... It was strange, the way some things functioned and others didn't.

Anyway, I'd arrived. The door lock was off, and the door wasn't even locked. I opened the front door and went in, looking around. The owner's suite was empty except for the basic fixtures — meaning the fridge, the washer, and so on were all there, but there wasn't a trace of anyone actually having lived here.

I settled onto the living room sofa.

"Well, it's definitely big."

Sitting there at my leisure, I could really feel how much my situation had changed. So now I can rot in my room as a shut-in... just in a much nicer room.

I was still soaking in the moment when someone came rushing toward me at high speed. Scared the hell out of me.

"Master."

I could see the computer Eleanor was carrying. Had she run up here with that thing? She was definitely dragonkin — you couldn't measure her physical abilities against an ordinary person.

Eleanor held the computer out toward me and asked,

"Where shall I place this?"

"Put it in the biggest room. Bring the desk from my old room and set it up the same way as before."

"Yes."

Eleanor took off at a sprint, apparently capable of doing slave labor after all. She was so fast she finished moving everything in a matter of minutes.

"I've finished moving everything."

"Let me take a look."

I went to the big room and checked. The computer had arrived without a hitch. The bed here was nicer anyway, so there was no need to bother moving the old one.

Searching on my smartphone, I found I could buy a computer with express delivery. There was an extra shipping fee, but who cared? I pulled up a PC builder site and started looking for a compatible parts list. This world had AI too, so it wasn't hard. All I had to do was ask how to spec out ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a high-end build.

"Oh..."

I managed to put together a quote for a ten-billion-won computer. How buttery smooth would games run on this thing? I went all-out on the monitors too, and bought a top-of-the-line desk and chair.

Once I finished the purchase, it said they'd deliver in three hours. Was that for real? Apparently this shopping site called Rokun was insanely fast.

"Eleanor."

"Yes?"

"Wanna have sex?"

I figured I'd kill time waiting by having some fun with Eleanor, but she gave me a bitter smile.

"I apologize, but I am not yet mentally prepared."

A rejection. Was this bitch insane?

I considered just ignoring it for now and properly punishing her later. I'd already burned through a lot of mental energy on Lee Yuna. I was immortal, but I still needed rest of a kind. Even if my mind, like ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my body, stayed in peak condition, I could tell that without that rest the film would snap — I'd start losing time, like blacking out after a night of heavy drinking.

"You've got some nerve."

"......"

Eleanor's expression turned hostile. The look on her face said she was too disgusted to possibly mate with me.

I considered what to do, then remembered I wasn't exactly a good person anymore. I slammed her with Suppression Skill.

"Ghk— ahaaaaagh!"

In that instant, Eleanor was on the floor, crawling. Trembling violently, she spoke to me.

"Y-you are formidable. I-if you require my body, I will have no choice but to accept."

"Just get it through your head that you belong to me. I have no reason to bestow my favor on the likes of you right now. Next time, be prepared for punishment."

Influenced by Lee Yuna, I addressed Eleanor like a Joseon-era king. She seemed deeply shaken by those words, and bowed her head.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I shall correct my attitude next time."

And she withdrew, genuinely regarding me as a king.

Getting her like this with a single Suppression Skill felt a little cheap. Maybe I should tie her up and play with her pussy? Doing whatever I wanted to a strong woman like Eleanor sounded thrilling. Then again, with dragon blood mixed in, she didn't really feel like a person. As a speciesist, maybe I ought to treat her as a pet rather than a slave. She did have reptile blood in her, so it'd be like keeping a lizard. She had a dragon tail, horns, and scales, after all...

That thought led me to realize I could use her horns as handles. I made a mental note to absolutely wreck Eleanor from behind next time.

I was idly fantasizing when someone started pounding on the window.

"Rokun! Rokun! Delivery's here! Please open the door!"

Outside, there was an avian flying around. He also looked a bit like an angel. When I opened the window, the flying avian grabbed the frame and climbed inside, then started pulling items out of the huge bag on his back.

I spoke, a little surprised — checking the clock on my smartphone, not even thirty minutes had passed, let alone an hour. I talked with the avian delivery guy.

"How is the delivery this fast?"

"It's a huge order! You're a VIP customer, so of course it's fast. I took a portal, then flew the rest of the way... looking forward to your continued business!"

"Hmm. Nice."

"Shall I help install the computer? I'm a delivery driver and an installation technician."

"Go ahead."

"I see you have an old clunker of a computer. Did you keep it so you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠could transfer the files?"

"That's right."

"If there's nothing sensitive on it, I can easily copy the storage contents and factory-reset the old machine for you."

"It's just porn."

"Haha."

I'd said it as a way of giving permission. The avian guy laughed awkwardly, then went ahead with installing the new computer and transferring the data from the old one.

"All done."

It didn't take long. About fifteen minutes of waiting and he was finished.

"Why so fast?"

"Because the computer's specs are excellent! Upload and download speeds will be incredibly fast. If you need it, I can also help install a wired and wireless network."

"Here's a tip."

"Thank you!"

The avian guy was about to start walking around the house.

"If you look at my women the wrong way I might kill you, so be careful."

"Ah... r-right. I'll be careful."

I gave him a warning in advance. The Numbered Slaves' outfits were so revealing they could easily become eye candy for other guys. Parading them on the street was showing off — but letting someone see them inside the house was just putting them on display.

I'd given him a tip, so he figured he had no right to complain about this much. The avian guy nodded.

"Then I'll proceed carefully. I'll mostly look at the floor as I walk around."

"Good."

I followed the installation tech around. The avian guy carefully looked over the entire One-Room Building while staring at the floor, then said,

"I see you have separate units in use. Shall I install internet in each of them? So you can use the network from every room going forward."

"Do that."

The avian guy nodded and worked until the installation was complete.

"All finished. Thank you for your time. I'll be on my way."

After that he grabbed his bag and headed for the window. I nodded. So now I could enjoy my computer.

I was in a good mood when Lee Jina, one of the Hwaryeong Lee Clan, came over and said,

"The network that was just installed doesn't appear to have any security threats such as hacking. That's only my sense of it, though. It would likely be accurate if we had Sister Yuna and Mother cross-verify."

"You can do that too?"

"It's precognition, after all."

I'd bought some quality bitches.

I decided I'd play games while rotating No. 74, No. 892, and No. 69 on blowjob duty. When I came back to my room, Lee Yuna was setting down a basket loaded with various vegetables and meat — she'd apparently gone grocery shopping.

"Husband, there is a matter I would ask of you..."

"What is it?"

"N-now that there is ample space, I wondered whether I might reside with you on the fifth floor and attend to you as your wife."

"Sure."

Lee Yuna's face lit up brightly. Watching that, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

Maybe I should spend some money, buy up the land around here, and renovate the One-Room Building.