Chapter 146
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 146
Chapter Title: The Protagonist's Mental Pollution
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‘Is it because this girl grew up right next to Goh Nan-il since she was a kid...? Doesn’t she even know what ‘normal’ means...?')
I shot her a slightly wary glance for a moment.
Having spent almost her entire life up to age twenty by Goh Nan-il's side, enduring a tragic upbringing where she saw an average of three murder victims a day—forget PTSD, her sense of normalcy had been so warped that she saw all this as ‘ordinary.’ For a split second, Pussy Detective No.1, my top slave, struck me as a little off.
‘Looks like I need to take good care of her. From now on, her life’s gonna be all about happy pussy and anal pounding.... Tsk tsk, how the hell did she end up tangled with that protagonist asshole....’
The poor girl's sense of normalcy was totally fucked.
‘...No wonder. If she were sane, she would've ditched that protagonist creep and transferred schools far away ages ago.’
No way would a normal person stick with a guy like that through elementary, middle, high school, and even college.
What the hell were her parents doing while she turned out like this?
Or was it some kind of mental contamination?
Did her parents get hit with mental contamination too?
That's why they never moved, even with murders popping off around their daughter every damn day and an average of three bodies piling up daily?
I took a moment to analyze Goh Nan-il as if he were some creature straight out of a quarantine horror world.
His abilities seemed roughly like this:
1. Manipulates human murderous impulses or tweaks the probability of murders occurring. (Mental contamination or causality-warping entity)
2. Makes everyone around him numb to the daily murders in his vicinity—average of three deaths a day—and perceive it as ‘normal.’ (Mental contamination)
Putting 1 and 2 together..., Goh Nan-il was highly likely some kind of mental contamination creature.
Come to think of it, that protagonist bastard... could he be a monstrous creature that hopped dimensions into a world it doesn't belong in?
Or maybe a parasitic mental contamination entity lurking unknown to its host.
In other words, Goh Nan-il was a victim too. No sane person would let murders erupt around them daily with three bodies dropping on average without isolating themselves on a remote island.
And here's the inference: check if Japan's overall murder rate changes with or without him around.
If it does, he's the cause.
If not..., it means he's not just contaminating minds but warping causality itself.
‘Hmm, but it’s got nothing to do with me. Not my dick, not my problem. As long as my girls or any hot chicks don't die, I don't give a shit.’
"Yeah. ‘Normal everyday life’.... Sounds like no big deal then."
"Still, shouldn't there at least be a mom around to comfort him by Goh Nan-il's side? He looked really unstable without one."
At the part where Pussy Detective No.1 mentioned no mom to comfort him, I glanced down at Goh Nan-il's mom sprawled under me, her pussy and asshole gaping wide from the pounding as she moaned “Hngh...♡” and puked up thick globs of my pearly white cum.
After I'd reverted her body to its prime 20-year-old virgin state—thirty years younger—her life had completely changed.
Utterly addicted to my aphrodisiac-drug-laced cum, she'd ditched her husband and kid to offer up her pussy and asshole to me nonstop.
The lady was busy devoting her rebooted life entirely to me.
"Huuung, Master...♡ Hngh, give me more cock...♡"
The second our eyes met, she kept that hazy, fallen-bitch expression and instinctively—totally naturally—shoved her ass toward me, spreading her pussy and asshole wide open with both hands to make it easy for me to ram in.
"Kukuku, that's right. Guess I should send Goh Nan-il's mom back for a bit? Hey, pussy slave. Snap out of it."
"Hnght, uh, huuung, y-yes, yesss... M-Master?"
"Go home and look after that husband and precious son of yours. He says your boy's mental state's gone to shit without you. Play the doting mom, comfort him a bit. You're an actress—you're good at faking it. Act like a caring mom worried about her troubled son and head out."
"Hngh... Waaah. I don't wanna go... Husband and son are such a hassle now... Can't I just suck Master's cock more...? *Slurp, churp, slurrrp.* And fill my pussy and ass again...♡ *Chup, slurrrp, lick.* With Master's massive dick pounding me raw...♡ *Pound pound*... I wanna get wrecked hard again...♡"
"Kukuku, totally hooked on my cock, huh? Still, go do it. I'll pump your pussy and ass full of cum right now, so take care of them for a bit. Come back and I'll wreck your holes with my monster dick again. Got it? Hurry up."
"Waaah... Okay...♡ Hngh. I'll be right back...♡ Master...♡"
"Oh, and no sleeping with the husband, obviously. Just in case, put on a chastity belt. Be careful not to let on you've gotten younger. Lemme see, gotta pound your pussy and ass full of cum again first, right?"
"Y-yes, yesssh, hngh...!"
I rammed her pussy and ass with my cock, *squish squish*, filling her up fresh with cum.
Then I locked in the dildo chastity belt to keep it from leaking out.
After securing the belt, I smacked her pale ass hard, leaving a red handprint, and told her to go take care of her husband and son.
With a dazed look on her face, she trudged off to shower roughly, throw on some clothes, and head back to her own home...
"Hey. You can't just walk out like that. Put on a mask and sunglasses. Your face looks like a 20-year-old girl's now, remember?"
"Y-yessh... S-sorry...♡ Hngh...♡ I was just thinking about Master's cock and sex... Hehe. I'll be quick...♡"
I waved goodbye from the bed as Goh Nan-il's mom left my place. The moment she was out of sight, I moved on to fucking the other girls.
"Hmm, then maybe I'll go for Goh Nan-il's girlfriend No.1 and her mom..., score some mother-daughter action with a 20-year-old rejuvenated pair again..."
But Pussy Detective No.1 put the brakes on my plans.
She said she was worried about the other stuff too.
"...Um, Master. Sorry to bother you, but... not just Goh Nan-il, that detective old man who solves cases in his sleep's been really down lately too..."
"Huh? What's up with him?"
"His daughter and wife suddenly vanished... Sure, he was separated from his wife, but marriage is a weird thing..."
All the female characters turning into my personal cock sheaths and vanishing was starting to cause cracks everywhere?
Things were beginning to creak.
"Aah, got it. Alright. How about we put on a fun little ‘play’ for our protagonist Goh Nan-il and the guys around him..."
I ordered all my sex slave cock sheaths to act like they were living their normal lives as usual.
Especially mandatory for those with boyfriends or husbands.
But before sending them off, I filled their pussies and asses to the brim with cum and locked on dildo chastity belts to keep it sealed.
"How's it feel with your bellies sloshing full of cum?"
"Hngh, hngh, Master's thick, sticky cum filling me up so nice and full... Feels amazing...♡"
"Good. Go live your daily lives like normal with that. When your turn comes, come back to my place and fulfill your cock sheath duties properly."
"Y-yes...♡"
Truth be told, I'd been expanding my pussy slave roster so wildly lately that managing them was a hassle.
With so many clinging to me, it was overwhelming..., but rotating them in shifts like this to serve as my dedicated sex slave fucktoys wasn't bad at all.
"...Hmm, ah... While we're at it, they might get caught later, but... kukuku, gotta shock Goh Nan-il and the other guys when they see your bodies. Let's pierce your nipples, clits, and both labia."
I pierced all my cock sheaths: both nipples, clit, and both pussy lips. Five piercings total each.
"Hmm, might as well do womb tattoos too? Etch ‘sex slave’ right on top?"
I had them tattoo lewd womb designs on their lower abdomens, right above the pussy where the womb sat.
Then, in the short space between the womb tattoo and navel: ‘SEX SLAVE’ in English on the left, their Pussy Detective number and a barcode in the center, and (sex slave) in Hanja on the right.
And on their lower backs, just above the ass cheeks like a whore's tramp stamp: winged hearts with their numbers inside.
Pussy Detective Slave No.7 got 007, No.13 got 013, and so on.
"Kuhuhu, kukuku, fucking hot as hell. You sluts can never wear crop tops or bikinis showing your navels and lower bellies again. ...Nah, wait. They make those flesh-colored cover stickers or temporary henna tattoos now, right? Cleverly hide it with that and no one'll notice. Kukuku."
"""Yes...♡"""
"The ones idols use to hide tats for bikini shoots. You can go to the beach with your boyfriends or husbands in summer without them noticing. ...Oh, and absolutely no sex with any guy but me from now on. Make excuses like it hurts if you have to. No skinship at all. Don't even let them touch your hands. You're mine for life now. Got it?"
"""Yes...♡ Thank you, Master...♡"""