Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Riddle Time, Nya! Exciting to Insert, Fun to Shake, Regrettable to Pull Out—What Is It, Nya?
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Legend has it that a demon named Melquises lurks deep within the Black Dungeon.
The monitoring Archdemon, Melquises.
True to his "Archdemon" title, he's a monster with infuriatingly overwhelming power.
The only way to counter him is with the "light" attribute.
But light is an incredibly rare attribute.
Not even Kang Ju-hyuk right now—or any of the professors—can wield it.
Except for that one Constellation locked away in the underground prison, that is...
The reason I came looking for Spankings was to get an item called the "Light Halo Contract."
With that, I can form a temporary contract with the Constellation imprisoned in the underground prison.
But...
The Spankings I met in real life was an even bigger pain in the ass than in the game.
"I am Spankings, the cat Constellation who loves riddles, nya~."
A creature that looked just like a cat.
Palm-sized little thing, but it stared me down from inside the locker with a Sphinx-like air of dignity.
"Solve my riddle, and I'll give you a contract infused with mysterious power, nya. Fail, and I'll halve the challenger's strength...!!"
"Hah? You're fucking adorable?!"
Smoothly...
I ended up petting Spankings without thinking.
Cats have that sleek, pissy charm that's totally different from dogs...
"Hmph. Don't get annoying, nya."
"Hey. Don't play coy when you were born covered in this irresistibly soft fur."
"Just solve the riddle already, nya!!"
This guy, who seemed vaguely Sphinx-related at first glance, was Academia's infamous newbie shredder.
If you followed Cloé's route and blindly rummaged through lockers with the master key...
he'd pop out, hit you with an unsolvable riddle that halved your strength stat, then debuff you to death in the next fight. A total bastard cat.
"Kekeke. Anything you've got? There's no riddle this body can't crack."
"Pfft. You look like a dumb brute just from your face, challenger, nya?"
Of course, to a veteran like me, he's just some passing extra—"Cat No. 1."
"Alright, here's the riddle, nya!"
"Bring it!!"
"Something exciting to insert, fun to shake, and regrettable to pull out—what is it, nya?"
"......"
This little shit's quizzes are all like this.
Vulgar 19+ riddles...
In-game, there were two choices.
"Dick" or "Piggy bank."
But this bastard would insist it was "piggy bank" if you picked "dick," mock you with "dick" if you went "piggy bank."
Infuriating as hell...!
"Hey. Too easy, right? Kekeke."
"Nya? If it's easy, spit it out quick, nya~? I know you're dragging it out and agonizing, nya!"
Truth is, the riddle's a red herring.
The real hint's somewhere else entirely.
His name.
Spankings...!
This isn't some lame Sphinx parody.
It's literally "spankings"—as in, slapping asses...!
"The answer is..."
"Yaaawn. This challenger's too slow with words, nya..."
"Spanking!!!"
"Nya...?"
Smack smack smack smack smack!!
Cats love getting their butts smacked—same principle as dogs loving pets.
Cat lovers call it "butty smack-smack."
In other words, Spankings here is a total pervert cat Constellation begging for ass-slaps from the name onward...!!
Smack smack smack smack smack!!
"Nya? Nyaa!? Nyaa!!? Nyaa!?? Nyaaang...♡"
Ass up, wriggling away.
Normally, after this much, it'd go, "You've got skilled hands, nya! Felt so good, I'm outta here, nya!" and vanish.
But something felt off.
"Nyaa!! Nyaa!!! Nyanyanyanyaaa!!!! Too good, I can't hold it, nya!!!!!!!"
"Hah?"
The reason this thing was yowling like it was in heat.
It was none other than the "bonus."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Playtime exceeds 3,000 hours—bonus applied!] [Spankings' favorability greatly increases!] [Spankings' favorability greatly increases!] [Spankings' favorability greatly increases!] [Spankings' favorability greatly increases!] [Spankings' favorability greatly increases!] A barrage of messages, then—
Poof! Spankings transformed into a female form...!
Pink bobbed hair with cat ears.
Overall cute and slim, but her tits and ass were plump and perky—a bona fide cutie.
"Challenger's palm made me cum so many times, nya...♡ Hit me more, nya...! Harder, nya...!!!"
This is weird.
Spankings is a "wandering Constellation," so it can't bind to a Hero, right?
Yet it's gone full female form?
"Hey, you. Wanna be my Constellation?"
"I'm a street Constellation—no binding to Heroes, nya! But if you promise to smack my ass now and then... I'll come repay the favor sometimes, nya...♡"
Hoo.
Spankings repaying favors...
Never seen this development before.
Getting help from a wandering Constellation isn't that easy.
Kim Taeyang, this guy...
No matter how I slice it, he's a cheat character!!
"Hit me more, nya♡"
Wriggle—wriggle—
Spankings shook her pale ass, urging me on.
But... is it okay to spank a female-formed Constellation's ass?
A flicker of moral responsibility hit me, but it's consensual, so whatever.
Smack! Smack! Smack-!!
Her ass jiggled like a steamed bun with every palm strike.
Red handprints bloomed fast on that snowy skin.
Smack! Smack! Smack-!!
"Nya! Nyaa...! Eunyang...!"
Smack! Smack! Smack-!!
"Eungnyang...! Nyaa...! Nyaaang...♡"
Don't get the wrong idea.
This isn't sexual.
It's just "butty smack-smack" for a cat.
Who in the world gets turned on watching cat butty smack-smack?
No one, right? Exactly.
"Hit me harder, nya!!!"
"Hey...! How much more do you need to be satisfied?!!"
"A hundred times... No, two hundred, please, nya...!!"
"Damn. You're one greedy bitch."
I swung both hands wide for maximum speed ass-smacking.
I'll finish this quick...!!
Windmill butty smack-smack...!!
Whishwhishwhishwhishwhishwhish-!
"Nyanyanyanyanyanyaaa-♡"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ After class.
Cloé headed to the Guidance Committee hideout with the other members.
They'd been busy fabricating evidence lately, but Cloé always slipped away subtly.
Today, though, Kim An-kyung clung relentlessly.
"President. Heading out early again?"
"Ah, yeah... Feeling a bit under the weather..."
"President... I trust you, but... there's weird rumors going around school lately......"
"Weird rumors...?"
"That you knelt and sobbed in front of Kim Taeyang's dorm..."
"!"
Cloé hadn't announced she was Kim Taeyang's slave.
But there were incidents hinting at it.
First, Kang Ju-hyuk.
He'd overheard her slave declaration through the door.
She'd met him separately and begged him not to spill.
But more witnesses to other events.
About five people saw Cloé's hallway "health pressure" performance.
'No super direct quotes, so it should be fine...'
Luckily, she hadn't uttered "slave" right at the door.
"An-kyung. You don't trust me?"
And unlike Seol Harin, Cloé was a witch at lying.
"O-Of course I do, President! I just... worry about you..."
"Yeah. Thanks for worrying. I'll push harder."
"Take care!"
Cloé slipped out of the hideout.
'Where's Taeyang right now...? Workout time soon... Oh right. He borrowed the master key this morning.'
He hadn't said why, but Kim Taeyang demanded the Guidance Committee room's master key.
Already hooked on fitness, Cloé handed it over without fuss.
'No idea what he's up to—better check.'
So Cloé headed to the Guidance Committee room.
Never imagining the spectacle awaiting.
Smack-! Smack-! Wham-!!!
Kim Taeyang, full-swing ass-slapping.
"Eunyang......!! Nyaa...?!! Nyahang......♡"
The recipient: a cutie in cat cosplay.
Tears welling, but blissed-out face as she took the hits.
'Wh-what the...?!'
Peeking through the door crack, Cloé clamped her mouth to stifle sound.
She absolutely couldn't get caught.
For a maso queen like her, this was priceless...!
"You horny stray bitch...! Your ass keeps swelling bigger with every smack—is this for real?!! You aiming for royal birth-ass or what?!!!!"
"Hit me more, nya...♡ Challenger's big rough palm feels so good, nya......♡"
Gulp.
Cloé swallowed, glued to the scene for ages.
Couldn't tear her eyes away.
Staring like eyeballs would pop.
Mouth agape—drool dripping.
'J-jealous... I want... I want it too...!!'
Her ultimate maso instincts straining to burst.
"Aang? Who's there?!"
"Hng...!"
Kim Taeyang sensed it, yelled.
Cloé wiped her mouth, bolted.
Nothing wrong, yet felt like fleeing.
If anything, Kim Taeyang spanking a cutie's ass in the committee room was weirder...!
"Phew... Close call......"
Cloé patted her chest.
Her mind replayed the spanking nonstop.
'Ass... punishment... ass... punishment...'
Only ass punishment in her head.
Like zombie virus infection...!
'Does Taeyang... like cat cosplay...?'
Idea flashed.
'Warehouse has last festival's cosplay outfits......!!'
Cloé zombie-ran to the warehouse like spotting prey.
Time: 6:10 PM.
Plenty till evening workout.
Seol Harin shows at Taeyang's after 8.
So transform into sexy cat first, wait at his place...?
'Taeyang might spank my ass when he returns...!!!'
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 💬 Messages Owner♡: Sow. Owner♡: Got personal stuff today—might be late. Start workout without me. Me: Hah? Me: What personal stuff? Me: Who you meeting? Me: Where are you? Me: Annoying, but I'll tag along. Me: Hey? Seol Harin puffed her cheeks, staring at her smartphone.
After-class texts from Kim Taeyang.
"What 'personal stuff'? Not even picking up... Total selfish jerk..."
Even his selfishness oozed wild charm.
But no contact like this? Unsettling.
Rare occurrence.
'No way... alone with Senior Cloé?'
Her biggest worry lately: No. 2 slave, Cloé.
She knew Kim Taeyang had zero interest in Cloé.
But women know.
Seol Harin spotted pitch-black desire in Cloé's gaze at him.
'Gotta go early, wait. Clean house, do laundry if any...'
Body ached extra today.
Cloé nagging her mind.
Workout-prepped, she headed to his dorm.
This hour, he'd usually be back resting—but out meeting someone.
House should be empty.
But.
'Presence inside...?'
Seol Harin tensed.
Definite presence within.
Like a thieving stray cat...
Slinking tail-wag, sneaky footsteps...!
Shing-
Drew sword from sub-space.
'Breaking into my house...? Ballsy thief...!'
Kim Taeyang's dorm—not really "hers," but whatever.
Battle-ready, she gripped the doorknob.
Creeeak-
Slowly opened.
Other hand half-drawing sword.
If thief lunged, instant slash.
Door wide.
What Seol Harin faced at the entryway...
A massive ass.
"Nya♡ Nyaa♡ Owner-exclusive pervert she-cat, nya♡"
"?"
Cloé Maiden.
Flat on stomach, ass wriggling side to side.
"Spank your maso cat who loves butt punishment, nya~♡"
"???"
Cloé even mistook Seol Harin for Kim Taeyang, kept coquettish.
Not the grave crime she'd imagined.
Shing-
Still, Seol Harin drew fully.
'This vixen dares...!'