Chapter 299: The Mansion You Can’t Leave Even After Having Sex 100 Times (1)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 299: The Mansion You Can’t Leave Even After Having Sex 100 Times (1)
Blink—
When I opened my eyes, the familiar ceiling came into view.
I couldn’t feel Hayang’s warmth by my side, but that was to be expected. I had asked her to handle something for me.
“Whew...”
I got out of bed, showered, and picked out the crispest shirt from the closet.
Click, click—
With every button I fastened, my resolve hardened.
“Well, shall we?”
I headed downstairs and entered the first-floor dining room.
Sitting along both sides of the long table were Evelyn, Helen, Estelle, Laplace, Elfriede, Yuris, Laura, Poporing, Chloe, and even Hayang.
Normally, the room would have been a lively, if chaotic, scene of idle chatter and playful bickering.
“....”
“....”
“....”
But now, everyone remained silent, as if by unspoken agreement.
Glance—
‘I didn’t even give them the details.’
All I had asked Hayang to do was gather everyone because I had something to discuss...
It seemed they had all sensed it instinctively. They knew that what I was about to say today was anything but light. I could feel their consideration, their effort not to breathe a word that might disrupt me.
‘I really am... blessed.’
I offered a small smile and a silent thanks.
At the head of the table, a cup of black tea had been prepared, kept at the perfect temperature for drinking.
After taking a sip to moisten my throat, I steadied my breathing and began to speak.
“...Alright, I’ll get straight to it. It’s going to be a fairly long story.”
I laid everything bare, from my first meeting with Alice to the truth I had just learned.
The ‘Fragments of the End’ that sought to swallow the world; the Goddess who had endured observing over thirty million futures, dreaming of a single ‘Happy Ending’ to stop it.
...And our fates, which had been manipulated and twisted in that process.
“...That’s everything I wanted to say.”
When the long explanation ended, the silence that returned was far heavier than before. Everyone seemed overwhelmed by the shock, struggling to gauge what to say first.
Rustle—
“I do not mean to doubt my lord and husband, who is like the heavens to me...”
The first to speak was Laura, the former Saintess who had chosen corruption to save the world.
“However... I find it hard to believe. To one who once held the position of Saintess, what I have just heard is beyond even the word ‘blasphemy.’ And yet, I must believe my husband.”
Laura gripped the rosary around her neck so tightly it looked as if she might tear it off. I could feel the raw agony of a lifetime of faith being utterly negated.
“Well... even to someone as irreverent as me, this sounds like a capital offense. More than that... I suppose I don’t want to believe it either. Sigh, it really is hard to swallow.”
Helen, her eyes bloodshot, let out a hollow laugh.
She had known from the start that her family had no interest in her. She thought she was past the age of being hurt by such things.
‘But to think... that I, Helen Redrose... was nothing more than a chess piece.’
Even the ‘Happy Family’ she had dreamed of was merely a hope intentionally planted by the Goddess... It felt as if her entire life had been invalidated.
“....”
Rattle, rattle!
Chloe tried to pick up her teacup as if nothing were wrong, but her trembling hands caused the cup and saucer to clatter loudly.
“Hic, ugh!!... I-I knew it!!... Hic!!... That’s why!!... My... my life... was so miserable!!... Hic!!”
Next, Poporing began to sob as she spoke.
“Hic...!... Before I met Ian, I was getting scammed every day!! My investments always failed!! I had to endure hellish labor!! It was all the Goddess’s fault, wasn’t it?!”
I shook my head.
“No, Poporing, you’re the exception.”
“...Hwah?!... L-Liar!!!... Then!!... Hic!!... You’re saying the reason my life was ruined!!... Sob, sob!... Was really... purely... my own fault?! T-That... can’t be... right?!!... How could... a person... be so... cruel...”
“.........FUUUUUUUUCK!!!”
Just then, someone cut Poporing off with a harsh outburst.
It was Evelyn.
“Fuck...!!... This... this isn’t right!!”
Slam—!!!!
Evelyn slammed her fist onto the table, her shoulders trembling violently.
With her head bowed, memories of the past decade of missed connections with Ian flashed through her mind.
The fireworks that went off much earlier than scheduled, right when she was about to confess at the festival.
The runaway carriage that charged in the moment she was about to be confessed to by Ian.
The door that suddenly slammed shut right before their first kiss.
And more than anything else...
That goddamn misunderstanding where Ian tore my heart out while tearing his own out as well!!
The fact that those events, which she had dismissed as absurd ‘bad luck,’ were actually someone’s deliberate interference was more than Evelyn could bear.
‘I could forgive her for trying to kill me, but I can’t forgive that!!! ...I won’t forgive her!!! Never!!!! My ten-plus years... the time I could have spent being happy with this guy... what right did she have to take that away!!’
Part of her wanted to scream that she didn’t give a damn if the world ended. She wanted to grab the Goddess by the collar and demand she turn back time.
But...
She couldn’t.
Because this world was the world where her... where her and Ian’s children would live.
‘Grrr—!!! Dammit!! Fine!!! Fuck!! I get it!!! I understand!! But!!! You said the futures related to Ian always went wrong!!! Then, if she had just left things alone and done nothing, it might have worked out fine!! So why did she have to mess with the future where he ends up with me!!!!!’
In truth, Evelyn knew she was being irrational.
If over thirty million prophecies showed only horrific endings, it would have been impossible for the Goddess to think, ‘Maybe it’ll work out this time,’ and leave it alone.
But no matter how much she tried to understand...
The moment she heard that her ‘Pure Love Route’ with Ian had been forcibly twisted, the rising rage was uncontrollable!!
‘I really want to beat the shit out of her!’
Too emotional?
So what?
If even a Goddess could ruin things by being swept up in her emotions, it was only natural for a human to be swept up too!!
“Grit—... Phew. So? Ian... what are you going to do now?”
Evelyn asked me through gritted teeth.
“You didn’t just bring this up for no reason. You said you’d let us punish the Goddess. Whether I forgive her or not... I’ll think about that later. First, how are you going to punish her?”
“....”
It was a natural question.
I had said I would punish the Goddess...
But I hadn’t yet mentioned how.
Nod—
I took another sip of tea, set the cup down, and answered.
“Sex.”
“....”
“....”
“....”
“...Have you finally lost your mind?”
“No, I’ve never been more serious. In fact, there is no other way.”
Meeting Alice this time, I felt many things I hadn’t noticed before.
Things that couldn’t be known until one’s status had risen.
For example, even the most powerful ‘Blessings’ in this world—like ‘Foresight,’‘Judgment,’‘Healing,’ and ‘Purification’—were nothing more than the ‘remnants’ of the powers Alice had used when she descended during the Dark Age.
Naturally, the difference in power between them and Alice, who possessed the original versions of those ‘Blessings,’ was incomparable.
‘The same goes for me.’
My Fate Energy was no different. Even comparing my peak to Alice’s lowest point, I could barely reach her heels.
“...Then, Ian. Doesn’t that mean you can’t punish her through sex either?”
Estelle cautiously raised a doubt.
“No, it’s possible through sex.”
Rustle—
I pulled something from my pocket.
It was the ‘Magical White Powder’ I had kept rolled up in a paper straw.
“This is what I mentioned during the explanation—the magical... no, the ‘Miracle White Powder’ that makes me happy.”
“....?”
For some reason, everyone’s expression except Hayang’s turned strange, but I continued.
“The moment I consumed this ‘Miracle White Powder,’ I saw it.”
Far off in the distance, the back of a man.
[────Can you keep up?]
As if mocking, as if believing.
He was there, waiting for my arrival.
I knew instinctively.
That was my destination.
A far, distant utopia.
Right now, it was so far away that it seemed impossible to reach, but...
‘I can still do more.’
On the bed, I could still become much, much stronger.
Of course, the path I walk might not be the Righteous Path.
Rather, it might be the Demonic Path—relying on drugs, tools, and Fate Energy instead of pure physical sex.
But I don’t care.
I will use whatever is necessary.
It might be that only a human can slay a monster, but the opponent is a God.
If it takes a Demon King to slay a God, then so be it.
Therefore...
I will become the ‘Demon King on the Bed.’
“So, I have a favor to ask everyone... I’ll say this in advance: this is absolutely not a demand.”
Everyone looked at me, their eyes telling me to speak.
“...Until Alice descends, have sex with me.”
“What? Is that all?”
Evelyn replied with a hollow laugh.
“No, it’s different. What I’m asking for now... is for us to do nothing but live in this mansion and have sex for an entire month.”
There was about a month and a few days left until Alice would descend to the earth. In that time, I had to use every means possible to push my stamina and ‘Fate Energy’ to their absolute limits.
“...I-Ian?... Wouldn’t that... have the opposite effect? ...You collapsed before, remember? ...Back when... we first all started living here... after we did it for about a week straight...”
Estelle stammered.
The reason an unspoken rule had been established in this mansion was that I had fainted after a week of continuous relations.
“Thank you for worrying. But it’s different now. That will never happen again.”
Once my status rose, I understood. I understood what Alice meant when she said I had obtained the ‘status’ required to have a relationship with her.
‘...I don’t need anything else.’
I no longer needed to eat or sleep; I could maintain my existence through Fate Energy alone.
“Then... are you planning to do something like that ‘Room You Can’t Leave Without Having Sex 10 Times’ thing you did before, Master?”
“Not that either. Yuris, it’s best to forget about that. ...This will be completely different from any sex we’ve had until now.”
I shook my head and spoke firmly in response to Yuris’s question.
It wasn’t a room you could leave after ten rounds.
“This time, it’s a mansion you can’t leave even after a hundred rounds.”