Chapter 49
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Non-Existent Memory
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Rachel declares husband right after her penalty is lifted!
That put me in a pretty awkward spot.
"I-I begged him pathetically to stop so many times... but Husband's thick fingers caressed every nook and cranny of my body..."
"Daddy-nya personally washed you, nya?! That's worth some serious bonus points, nya!"
"A-and after cumming over and over from Husband's touch... I became a body that can't live without him anymore...♡"
"Professor Cheetah's best is just a hug, so he needs to step it up a bit."
"So nya? What do you like about Daddy-nya, nya?"
"W-well... for starters, your face is exactly my type... your body's so sturdy it makes me feel safe just looking at it... you seem strong since you lifted me up so easily... and above all, that overwhelming silhouette... that indescribable massive size of your... th-thing... ehehehe...♡"
[Rachel... what the hell are you telling these people?]
"Of couwse... ouw Wachel was a hikikomowi wocked in hew woom... a wittwe..."
"H-husband is too cute... ehehe...♡"
"...Yeah, pwe tty gloomy... aftew the penawty, seems even wowse..."
Apparently, that's the gist of it.
They say Rachel was always the quiet, gloomy type who preferred holing up in her room.
After turning into a sheep from her penalty, that reclusive gloom got even worse.
But even so...
*Squeeze-!*
"I'd appreciate it if you toned down the skinship like this a bit..."
"Who said we're married...?"
...creating 'non-existent memories' like this.
I'd be lying if I said the unsolicited skinship wasn't burdensome.
Especially in Rachel's case.
*Squish-!*
"Rachel. It's touching. Stop."
She actually had bigger breasts than any woman I'd seen so far.
Just linking arms had my arm not just touching, but buried in them.
No, more importantly.
How did she know I like big-breasted women?
Did she overhear everything I said to Karin while I was twitching on the floor?
How much exactly?
"So you heard everything?"
Ah, feels like I got well and truly caught in something bad.
I wanted to shut it down hard, but thinking it was the penalty's influence made it tough.
Plus, it was true that I'd touched her everywhere, so I wasn't in a position to complain.
And above all...
'She reminds me of my past self, so it's kinda like that.'
The more I looked, the more she evoked memories of my past self suffering from mental abnormalities(S+), making it impossible to treat her harshly.
As long as she didn't cross the line, I figured I could tolerate some spoiled behavior.
So absolutely not.
This wasn't to satisfy my selfish desires.
[Hmmm...? Looks good to you, Benefactor?]
"It's not that, Professor. She's hurt."
[Really just that? Not because her boobs are big?]
"Of course no—"
*Squish-!*
"...What do you take me for?"
[...Benefactor? Did you just...?]
"No."
[...Fine, she's still hurt like you say, so let's watch for now.]
[But if you pull shady stuff in my territory... you know? I won't let it slide.]
"Professor, come on, what do you take me for? Do I look like the kind of trash who'd exploit a hurt person's weakness to vent his lust?"
[No, you're not. But still...]
[Not worried she might pounce?]
"...I'll fend her off well."
[Alright, if you say so. Just be careful.]
[Rachel's job is priest. Specifically, a Druid—an ancient priest who communes with transcendent beings and serves them. No telling what she might do if provoked.]
A Druid priest who communes with transcendent beings?
...Suddenly feeling a bit uneasy.
Should I shut this down firmly right now?
Contrary to my worries.
Rachel scarfed down the sushi I made, saying it was delicious.
Then she gave a proper goodbye after eating and vanished somewhere.
Ah, of course. Right before leaving.
She muttered those spine-chilling, meaningful words and disappeared.
I immediately asked the Professor for help, but...
"Professor. Help."
[Too late. Even if I did something now, I doubt it'd change Rachel's mind.]
"Ah."
[Should've been more careful... accepting her just 'cause she's pretty with big boobs.]
"It wasn't exactly for that reason..."
[Anyway, it's your choice. Grit your teeth and tough it out.]
...too late to put the spilled water back.
I had no idea what form the impending disaster would take, but I needed to prepare to face it.
Anyway.
Rachel's matter wrapped up like that.
The Professor headed back to the mansion to finish making dummies (for taking penalties instead).
Now all that was left was Karin, who kept grating on my nerves with her baby talk...
"How's your throat?"
"Thanks to the medicine you made, milord, it's completely healed. Sorry for the trouble."
"No big deal. Wasn't hard anyway."
...First things first, let's fix that voice.
I whipped up a quick [Throat Recovery Potion] on the spot and fed it to her, restoring her voice to normal.
Also confirmed the penalty mitigation potion worked well.
We briefly discussed handling the last one's penalty too.
"By the way, any word from your last companion, Rin? When's she coming here?"
"Well... Rin's currently in hibernation in a special facility made out of concern she'd explode, so I'll have to go to her myself."
"Special facility?"
"The bunker you made for her, benefactor—with shock-absorbing magic circles and freezing magic circles."
"Oh yeah... Rin's penalty was exploding, right?"
"Precisely, she accumulates received shocks and releases them all at once upon reaching critical mass. The problem is... 'shocks' include even minor things like blinking or heartbeats, so the only option was hibernation in extreme cold with metabolism minimized..."
"Every penalty is no joke..."
Rachel's turning into a mute beast was bad enough.
But exploding from blinks or heartbeats?
This felt purely malicious, like it was designed to kill. Wonder how she even survived.
When I asked.
"Hm... might be my imagination, but it feels like the penalty's toying with Rin. Just me?"
Contrived, huh...?
Not impossible, thinking about it.
Penalties for breaking the contract vary wildly.
Even for the same breach, some died, some survived.
Sure, individual abilities might explain survival.
But excluding that, penalties seem less about who sinned more and more like random assignment for breaking the contract.
Which implies...
'...A transcendent being could intervene in those penalties?'
Like how [■■'s Scale] interfered with my Synthesis.
Maybe another transcendent entity is toying with Rin's penalty.
If that's true...
"No, let's go together."
"...Pardon?"
"Don't ask why. I'll administer the potion, so come with me to the bunker."
"...Understood."
...Couldn't explain to Karin.
The moment I fed Rin my potion, that unknown entity would surely react.
And high chance it'd attack the potion-feeder.
Not really worried, though.
Because.
['Lavris' hears it's some entity tormenting humans with exploits, says if it messes with her master that way it'll be the one fucked, urges to go cause havoc.]
['Lavris' confidently tells her master not to worry—in front of the 'King of All Scales', most are just bugs anyway.]
Arin's main body inside me is even stronger, she says.
What's there to worry about?