#275 The Night the Misunderstanding Deepens

-Giantization (Active): Your body grows to twice its size. Strength, defense, and bodily regeneration double, but you become twice as slow.

"No way, twice as slow? That's basically turning into a turtle, right?"

I frowned at the Giantization skill's effects. Defense skills could be hit or miss, but this was way too much of a downside. Sure, the raw power of a single blow would be insane. Strength doubling on top of my already ridiculous superhuman force? I could probably punch through a mountain like some bald-headed manga protagonist.

But if I'm slowed down that much, who's gonna stand still and take the hit?

"Fine against monsters, but against people..."

Monsters were huge, so they weren't exactly speed demons. Even at half speed, I'd still land hits on them no problem.

"Huh? Then it's actually fine?"

If it was monster-only, going all-in on burst damage wasn't a bad idea. With Monster Hunter active, doubling strength, defense, and regen would make me an absolute monster-slaying machine.

"But wouldn't that be overkill? Nah... against monsters, overkill is just barely enough."

Monsters were off-the-charts existences that could surpass any imagination. No such thing as too much power.

"Ugh! Choice paralysis again...!"

All four traits and skills were too damn good. Couldn't pick just one.

"If I had to drop one... [Indestructible]..."

5,000 HP was tempting, but honestly, it paled compared to the others. Plus, my current traits and skills were already defense-heavy. If HP got low, I could tank it with raw durability. Back when I first arrived in this world, maybe, but now I was a real man who could shrug off that pain like nothing.

Super Man Steel Armor! Fuck yeah, sounds badass.

Anyway, cutting Indestructible left three: Resistance, Defense, and Giantization.

"Next to go... Defense, I guess."

It was a solid skill, but not being able to move was a drag. If it blocked all attacks around me, I'd pick it in a heartbeat to protect my women. But no such luck.

Dropping Defense left Resistance and Giantization.

"..."

After agonizing between the trait and skill, I made my choice.

"Looks good... Huh?"

I grinned contentedly at my status window, then noticed something new.

[Chaos: 1. Starting Point in the Void]

"Starting Point... in the Void? 'Starting Point'? Is the system cussing me out right now?"

Of course it's a joke. I know what "starting point" means. That's humor, right? Kahahah!

"So what the hell is this?"

It used to just say [Chaos]. Now there's "1. Starting Point in the Void" added. When I leveled Body Enhancer to 11 earlier, there was a system message: "[The power of Chaos is partially unlocked.]" Probably this is the unlocked Chaos power. Solid reasoning!

"Starting Point my ass."

But no matter how I poked the status, no details on what it did—whether it's a skill, trait, or system feature. Like it was saying, "Figure it out yourself if you're curious."

"Fucking annoying."

This damn system—friendly or hostile? Who knows.

"Argh! Screw this mood. Time to fuck it out with some pussy."

I headed to the Skull Head Gang hideout to ravage Dark Lady after a long while.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hehehehehe!"

"Kekekekeke!"

"..."

Criminals are nocturnal beasts. Even late at night, these bald bastards were rowdy as hell, no sleep in sight.

Watching them cackle like idiots over god-knows-what made me wanna chew them out.

"Hoo. I'll let it slide this once."

But nah, they looked too innocently happy, like kids. Kills the urge to hassle 'em.

As I ignored them to head inside, their chatter reached my ears.

"Life's too easy these days, right?"

"Tell me about it. Gotta pick your boss wisely."

"Trash like us slaving away our whole lives—how else we gonna score houses like that? You see the looks on people's faces? Jealous as fuck."

'Idiots. Means work harder for me. Go sell more drugs!'

"I'd give my life for the boss."

"Same. My kid's studying hard to join Skull Head Gang like me."

"For real? Kid's a good one."

"Right?"

'These crazy fucks?'

Couldn't let that slide.

"Good my ass, you bald-headed shits."

"Hm? Boss!"

"Boss is here!"

They jumped up, bowing 90 degrees as I approached. Their sparkling eyes brimmed with respect.

"Don't look at me with those doe eyes!"

"Huh?"

"You big dark motherfuckers staring at me with puppy-dog eyes—knock it off!"

Makes me wanna puke!

"Was just passing by, but fuck, can't anymore. You crazy shit—what'd you say? Your kid joining Skull Head Gang?"

"Pardon? Oh, yeah. Thought you'd find him admirable too, boss?"

"Fuck, zero awareness."

"Huh?"

To the confused bald bastard:

"Think Skull Head Gang's some normal company, dipshit? This is a crime organization—crime organization! A den of villains I built! Forgot it's not all peace and quiet now? You wanna drag your kid into crime? Pass your sins onto him?"

"..."

"Tell your kid straight: Study hard, don't become a criminal. Live honest and diligent. Become a judge or prosecutor, live fat. No—relay to all you bald fucks: Anyone dragging precious kids into this shithole world, I'll personally smash their skull. And skull means head, got it?"

"...Yes, boss. Sorry."

Seemed my words hit home; he bowed solemnly. Nice! Real scolding material.

No point kicking a man when he's down. Gave 'em death glares and headed inside.

After Steel Armor entered the hideout, the three baldies teared up, staring at the entrance.

"Sniff! Boss!"

"Yeah, I gotta bear the sins alone. Can't let my kids sin too!"

They were deeply moved by Steel Armor's words. And knowing he thought of lowly grunts like them (?) and their families made them swell with weird pride (?).

Then, the one who'd been scolded spoke.

"...Boss is on another level. Seeing that far ahead!"

"Huh? What're you on about?"

"Boss wants our kids in key Dark City positions later. Power means we can block Hero Association if they come for him!"

"Ah!"

Huh? Something's off...

"Then...!"

"Yeah. Not now, but in 20 years, our kids'll run Dark City! We'll rename it Skull Head City!"

"Skull Head City!!!"

"Boss had a plan all along!"

"Damn, you're smart as hell! Reading the boss's deep intent!"

"Eh, just been reading books lately."

"Books?! Fuck, you're an intellectual!"

"Read picture books to my kids, got into it myself. Anyway, spread boss's plan to the others. It's his will!"

"Right!"

"Hello? You fucker Max! Sleep time?! Boss's message! Open your ears—shove it into that peanut brain!"

The three baldies, deep in misunderstanding, called sleeping comrades to relay "Steel Armor's will." A night of deepening misconceptions.

Screeech—!

"Been a while, Dark La... Huh? You?"

Entering the secret basement, I saw Dark Lady sleeping soundly. How long since I locked her here? Pretty long, but she'd adapted, snoozing away.

Dried cum stained the floor and walls. I'd visited whenever free to fuck her brains out. She cleaned at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠first, hating it, but after endless pounding and creampies, she gave up.

Still, her strong will—or loyalty to Shadow Killer—kept her from submitting.

'That's what makes it fun.'

Holding a woman who hates me, hearing her drown in pleasure... pure thrill. Dark Lady was prime entertainment.

Slipping in quietly so she wouldn't wake. Deep sleeper; she didn't stir. Gently lifted the blanket—smooth naked body.

Her old clothes and undies? Shredded to rags ages ago. Lived nude now.

Spread Dark Lady's legs, inspected her tightly shut pussy. Never got old—gorgeous.

Teased the entrance with fingers, spread to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠peek inside. Pink walls.

"Nngh..."

Played till juices flowed. Pussy knew my touch—wet quick. Body heated; lewd moans leaked from sleeping lips.

Squelch—!

Slow insertion to not wake her. Fucked countless times; molded perfectly to my size. Glided to womb entrance no sweat.

Squelch—! Squish—! Squelch—!

Rocked hips gently back and forth. Pussy welcomed owner, hugging softly.

"Nnh... Hng... Ahng... Huh?"

Sleeping Dark Lady breathed in ecstasy. Hot hard thing pistoning inside—had to wake. Sleepy eyes met mine.

"Sleep well?"

"...! You fucking bast—! Squish—!"

"Haahk!"

Tried raging, but hard thrust arched her back in moan. Awake now—no need gentle. Grabbed those fat tits brutally, pounded wildly.

Creeeak—! Creak—! Screeech—!

Fierce motion rattled bed springs annoyingly.

"Hyah~! Haht! Kkuuuht~!"

"Feels good? Huh? Good? Dark Lady, you like it? Like the cock eating your pussy right ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠now?"

"F-Fu...ck... off...!"

Thug-style taunt; venom filled her glare. But I knew—that venom fades quick.

Slap—! Slap—!

"Haak! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Haaahng~!"

"Heh heh heh. You slut. How fucking lewd are you to love tit slaps?"

"Shu...t up...! Haaaaang~!"

Dark Lady screamed. Walls clenched hard; hips bucked up. Cumming.

"Slut. Who said cum on your own? I ain't finished. No permission? Punishment: fuck your whore pussy all night."

"Kkh! Hnght! Haaahng~! S-Stop!"

"Heh heh heh, hahahaha!"

Watched her pleasure-glazed eyes, thrusting through the night.