I'm Telling You, I'm a God. (2)
"Ah..."
The women's expressions said it all. Lounging on stones warmed to just the right temperature, with lukewarm—maybe even cool—water enveloping their bodies, then rotating back toward their waists as the old water drained away through the gutters. Surrendering to the soothing currents felt like pure healing, and it showed plainly on their faces. I was the same.
"This feels fucking great. Ushabti. Go grab some bath supplies from the bathroom."
"Yes, master."
Ushabti dumped the sand it had been using with a rumble and waddled off to the bathroom. Hye-yun asked,
"What about her? That... thing, it can't talk or anything?"
"Nah, it's like a robot. Does whatever you tell it."
Yeonsu laughed.
"Ushabti. Put some ripped panties on God."
"Hey, you little shit. Why the hell would I wear that?"
The women burst into giggles. Ushabti didn't react.
"Will it do errands for us too?"
"Hmm... dunno? Try it. I'm curious myself."
"Ushabti. Come here."
No response from Ushabti—just the clattering of it gathering stuff.
"Guess it won't listen to us."
"Yeah, seems like it."
Right then, Ushabti came out lugging bath supplies, its hands formed into baskets. I said to the approaching Ushabti,
"Ushabti."
"Yes, master."
"From now on, obey these women too."
"Yes, master."
Ushabti set the bath tools by the Life Source and stood up. Yeonsu quickly said,
"Ushabti?"
"Yes, master."
"...Can you maybe bring some snacks?"
"Yes, master."
Ushabti headed toward the living room in our apartment.
"Whoa! It actually works?"
The women cheered. I smirked.
"Use it for errands and shit. It'll handle housework on its own if you leave it, but if it misses something, just tell it. I'll be out a lot anyway."
"Yeah. Hehe."
Yeonsu giggling like that. The girl who'd held a knife to my throat and cursed me out when we first met. Damn... makes me wanna touch her again. No, hold back! You'd die from overexertion! Once you're recovered, you can go all out! Hold it together!
"Mm..."
She closed her eyes, tilting her head back to savor the bathwater. Fuck.
"...I figured out why you two turn me on so much."
The women had been watching Ushabti, but now they turned to me.
"Your short hair looks so fucking good on you."
"...For real?"
"Really?"
They touched their hair, faces full of question marks. But it wasn't just that—their figures were killer too. And the soft feel inside... Just thinking about it made my instincts roar.
...Yeah, too deep into that and I'd pounce again. My legs were already shaking. Stay calm. Stay calm.
"...Yeah. Honestly, every time I see you, I have to touch. Like, I can't fucking resist. You two turn me into a goddamn animal. I'm already worn out, y'know? But look at this."
My dick was already hard. What a maniac. Pointing at it with my finger, both Yeonsu and Hye-yun averted their eyes. What're those smiles for? Yeonsu cutely laughing was the biggest trigger, but even normally, these girls got me going constantly. Time to change the subject.
"Anyway, how about you two? Living here."
They finally looked back at me, smiles lingering. Sneaking peeks at my dick. I shrugged casually.
"Anything uncomfortable? Anything missing? Better than out there, I get it, but how is it?"
Don't touch the dick. Just wait for it to go down on its own. Touching makes it worse. Oh, starting to soften.
Hye-yun said,
"I... I think it's good."
"Yeah. God keeps... trying to do it so much... it's too much."
"Mm. A little..."
"Can't help it."
I was firm.
"I'll keep pouncing from now on. No plans to hold back. You two are so fucking hot, goddamn sluts, I wanna jump you right now—uh, I mean, that's how it'll be going forward. Anything else?"
My inner thoughts slipped out—awkward. The women didn't answer, turning away and laughing, faces like sigh, what can you do with this guy.
...Just don't, and we're good, right? So I wedged between them, slipping hands under their arms to grope their tits.
"Ah... wanna fall asleep like this."
"Yeah..."
"Yes..."
They both leaned their heads on me. The Life Source had made us all so languid. Inner chamber was the right call.
* * *
I barely held back. Sleeping with them was impossible for now. I'd love to sandwich them on both sides, but that'd be death by exhaustion, fuck. So I slept separately. They laughed and went to the other room; I lay alone in mine.
Right now, it felt like we were magnets that stuck together like beasts at a glance—but separated by rooms, no eye contact, the pull vanished, stability returned, and finally, recovery was possible.
Knowing they were in the next room still made my dick twitch, wanting to invade, but suppressing those sudden urges made falling asleep way easier.
Recover, you maniac. Stay put. Don't you feel the ache in your gut?
"Ugh."
Sleep. They're finally resting easy, so they're happy; I'm recovering, so good. Once recovered, those sluts...
...Don't even think it. The maniac's raging again. Fine. Another perk of placing the Life Source: white noise filling the house. The constant chuckle-chuckle of clear water—not too loud—seeping through door cracks, circling my ears, washing away stray thoughts. Calmed my mind even more.
* * *
Next morning. Ignoring the women sleeping soundly next door—ripe for the taking if I wanted—I lay in the sarcophagus and possessed the mage, Nephheka. Planned to head straight out the front door, but then.
Set's Anchor. Connected to the sarcophagus, right? What happens?
I stared at the sarcophagus I was in, tilting my head. What now? Touched the sarcophagus. Like this? Suddenly, an eagle-shaped eye flashed at the head, and a long cylindrical vortex formed at the foot.
Sand spiraling upward in a whirlwind.
"...Oh."
This... this is it? Reached out. Touching the vortex, sand covered my arm, then my whole body. Next instant, scenery shifted.
Armani Rizzo Apartment, inside the barrier. Right where I'd planted the anchor! Next to it, the anchor—a long stele—floated.
It doesn't disappear!
"Oh...!"
"Uuuuugh—"
Zombies approaching. Holy shit. A portal! Fucking thrilled?
With that excitement,
"Nile Sand Bog."
* * *
Farmed a total of 584 coins at Armani Rizzo Apartment. Would've been infinite zombies, but no such luck. Used Nile Sand Bog three times; mage retired. Summoned the warrior and bolted, but paused at Armani Rizzo Apartment entrance.
Didn't summon the lion. Warrior's mental power only goes up 2 per level—barely 5 now. Lion jumps 3 at once. Stamina's 66 though—insanely high. Better to tank with body. Save lion for long hauls.
Anyway, Armani Rizzo Apartment cleared clean, but that floating stele...
...Can I move it? Grabbed it. It grabbed! Lifted! Oooh!
"Warrior's so damn fast—park this at a hunting ground!"
Fucking ecstatic! That paper at the convenience store. Wanna meet or whatever. Fine, sure. But you lot are low priority. What matters is dropping a portal at a farm spot.
So I dashed back toward our apartment—not the road, the mountain path. Leapt up the high embankment behind,
"Uuuuugh—"
Kicked approaching zombies aside, bounding away. Municipal Recreation Center. Huge pool, rehab facilities attached—a squat, sprawling two-story building. Massive grounds. School next door; was gonna hit that.
But.
"Uuuuugh—"
A thick zombie roar echoing through the center halted me. Entrance barred with iron gates, zombies beyond. Old folks and kid zombies swarming. Young adults? Barely any. Oh, teacher zombie? Anyway, goldmine behind our apartment—great find.
Leapt the fence in one go, trampled zombies, slammed the portal into the ground! Then vaulted back over. Zombies had no chance to grab. belatedly "Uuuuugh—" reaching where I'd been.
Portal stele slowly rose. Bumping zombies but floating back to 1-meter height, bobbing.
"Good here."
"Uuuuugh—"
Street zombies closing in.
"Annoying fuckers."
Stabbed with spear, then ran. To the convenience store.
* * *
Paper still there. Anyway, snacks running low at home—stock up. Grabbed four bags, stuffed full of snacks. Tied 'em, wove into a long one, slung over shoulder. Better than carrying.
Out of convenience store, sauntered toward the crudely fortified building. The so-called "Ajumma Group." Wonder what they wanna talk about so bad?