Chapter 93
Chapter 93
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 93
Chapter Title: Her Horns Sparkling is Fucking Hilarious—Emotions All on Display! Masochist Prodigy Bitch?!
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All sensations dulled.
Thoughts grew hazy.
The only thing I remembered was mixing bodies with Mikaela.
Or... was that right?
I couldn't even be sure of that anymore.
Screeech—
The door opened, and someone stepped inside.
I barely managed to exhale, lifting my head to check the intruder.
Click-clack—
Black bob cut, one eye hidden by an eyepatch—a beautiful girl.
Red horns marked her head, signs of a demon.
A steel chain coiled around her neck.
She wore an elegant black dress and approached slowly.
Click-clack—
The high heels striking the floor tormented my eardrums.
Her black tail swayed seductively.
Finally, her hand lifted my chin.
"Such a delectable possessiveness."
Her mouth opened.
Shark-like fangs gleamed sharp.
They tore into my head, ripping it apart.
"Your fierce desire will make me stronger. It will please this world."
"St-stop—"
Crunch──────────!
My vision turned red.
I could think no more.
The End.
......
If you followed the Pink Room's orders and had sex, you'd get an ending roughly like this.
Infamously known as the Pink Room Sex Ending.
The final boss of the world, Asmodeus, makes eye contact with the players here.
The outcome? Game over.
Anyway, no way to gauge how strong that thing really is.
Just gotta fight with everything we've got.
"Time's up."
"Hey hey!! The Archdemon of Lust? Can't wait to see what a badass sow she is!! Hey!!!"
"......"
Talking big, but I'm tense as hell.
Ever fought a battle where my life was truly on the line?
Crocodile was tough, but not my match.
The closest was that Greek-Roman god creampie roulette...
Anyway, this one's the real deal.
Even as a clone, she's undeniably the final boss.
An event I never encountered as a player.
No room for carelessness!
Clench that ass and focus!!
"......"
"......"
But.
She didn't show.
The promised time had passed.
"Why hasn't she appeared...?"
"Ahh—she's chickening out and running from this body."
That was when it happened.
Knock knock.
An extremely cautious knock.
Along with it came the voice of a young girl.
"U-um, it's Asmodeus... C-can I come in...?"
"Hah? Quit stalling and get in here!! I'm gonna kill you!!!"
"Eek...."
Asmodeus was a little kid.
A kid totally unlike her game appearance.
"P-please spare me...!"
"?"
What the hell is this squirt?
Where's the badass final boss...?
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Asmodeus wore a baggy black T-shirt.
It was so oversized she looked even more like a kid—if not for that long tail swishing around, she'd be a total hit at Ark Academy.
She introduced herself with a face on the verge of tears.
"I-I'm the clone of the Archdemon of Lust, Asmodeus... B-but I'm still young and weak... P-please don't hit me...!"
"Whoa~ Got myself a weak little Archdemon kid! Killing her now would be a steal?!"
Said it like a joke, but I wasn't joking.
Final bosses don't mess around.
She's scary strong for real...!
The problem? Her death wasn't the clear condition.
"P-please spare me! I wanna live!"
"Kim Taeyang. Look over there for a sec."
New text appeared on the room's TV.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ -Upon death of Asmodeus's clone, another Asmodeus clone will be provided. -This rule persists unchanged. "Hah? Kill the clone and they send another?"
"Dungeons don't lie, so killing Asmodeus isn't the clear condition."
Didn't see that coming.
So what now?
Is sex really the only way out?
"U-um... mister...?"
"Hey!! Who's a mister?! I'm only 20!!!"
"Eek...! S-sorry! O-oppa! I'll call you oppa!!"
Asmodeus looked about upper elementary school age.
But why show up like this?
"C-could you maybe raise me...?"
"Who raises who? Me raising you?"
"Asmo. Call me Asmo."
Asmo fidgeted with her fingers, eyes darting nervously as she continued.
"I think I can help you, unnie, oppa. I'm a clone, but I have the original's memories. So I know another way out of the dungeon."
"What's that?"
"I don't know yet... I need to grow a bit more for the memories to come back."
That's why she wants raising?
No, but she's still Asmodeus's clone.
Teaming up with the dungeon—how's she gonna help?
"Honestly, I don't get why I'd side with the dungeon... I just wanna help the nice people who help me...!"
"You saying you're betraying them?"
"I... just... don't wanna live as someone's clone...!"
A clone awakening self-consciousness?
Not totally unbelievable.
Doesn't mean I'll trust her outright.
"I can grow fast!"
"How long till you recall memories?"
"One... three months...?"
Three months?
Honestly, feels like a waste of time.
Plus, making Lena hold it for three months is too much...
Though she'd probably figure it out by then...
"From now on, I'll cut off external time!"
"What're you talking about?"
"While you're here, time in your reality stops. Way less pressure, right?"
"Hey! If that's possible, why not do it sooner, you lazy sow bitch...!!"
"Ah, sorry...!"
Asmo bowed her head deep, shrinking like a squid on a grill.
Then she grabbed mine and Michaela's calves, pleading desperately.
"Please, I beg you... Raise me... If they find out I betrayed, the maggot humans will kill me... I'll definitely remember the way out... Take me with you... Please...?"
The tragedy of a self-aware clone.
This could be a huge opportunity.
If I turn Asmodeus's clone into a sow—nah, ally—it'd boost our forces big time.
But Michaela thought differently.
"Let's just kill her first."
"Hah...?"
Sounds like some clichéd webnovel protag.
Honestly impressed.
Thinking without emotion.
Her demon-hating trait showing.
"Hey. No need to test it, right? Dungeon messages are absolute."
"I know, but thinking she's a demon clone makes me uneasy."
"Gonna kill a begging kid just 'cause it's creepy?"
"Not a kid—a demon."
True enough.
But concerns too.
What if new clones inherit memories?
Penalty for killing Asmo?
I don't overthink as a hobby.
But unknown event—gotta play safe.
Screw up and it's game over.
Have Hades's power, but not immortal.
Yeah.
Safety first.
As I tried convincing Michaela, she sighed first.
"Fine. Feels pointless anyway."
Seeing Asmo trembling behind me softened her up.
We'd take her in—for now.
Not 100% trust, of course.
Not some 'let's gamble' crap either.
'Three months is plenty. To prep an escape.'
One of my Constellations amps up the longer the prep.
Three months? Nice buffer.
By then, escape without her help.
If she flips for real, great.
Otherwise, smack her head and bail.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "More empty rooms than expected. Worth searching."
"Yaaawn. Such a pain in the ass..."
"Unnie... Oppa... Can I hold hands...?"
Asmo slyly grabbed Michaela's and my hands.
Neither thrilled, but we didn't pull away.
"Heehee."
"Hey. Don't get clingy, you jammin sow."
"Yesss..."
And so, like a wholesome family, we started scouting empty rooms.
"Nothing useful after all."
"What'd you expect? All identical hotel rooms. Hey, sow bitch. Know anything about this dungeon?"
"Need to grow more..."
Asmo's tail drooped.
Her faintly glowing red horns turned ashen gray.
"Hey hey, don't mope! Makes me look like the bad guy!"
"S-sorry..."
"Hyup!"
"Kyaa—!"
I scooped Asmo up and tossed her on the bed.
She seemed to love it—her horns lit up bright.
"This bitch's horns sparkling is fucking hilarious. Emotions all on display! Masochist prodigy bitch?!!"
"Toss me again...!"
"Kukuku. Addicted already? Hyup! Tombstone Piledriver!!"
"Kyaaa~"
Giggles filled the empty hotel.
Michaela watched us with odd discomfort.
'Looks like he'd hate kids, but plays well.'
Guy who ignores others' kids—and his own.
Seeing this domestic side? Surprising.
"Hey, Kim Taeyang."
"Eat body slam!!!"
"Kyark!"
"......"
Michaela let them play a bit.
She searched solo.
Didn't stray far—murderers might pop out.
"Michaela. All rooms identical—searching pointless? Hundreds here, easy."
"Can't just sit. No tasks, so move the body."
"Dedication's good, but that demon bugs me."
"She's weak now. Fine."
Michaela ransacked the room.
Checked bedding, under mattress.
Ripped fabrics to peek inside.
Inspected floor/ceiling cracks, smashed lights, checked bulbs.
'Nothing special.'
No easy clues.
But Michaela doesn't quit easy.
If there's a stone bridge, she'd smash every stone, check for bombs, then swim across.
"Summon hammer."
Shhff—
She pulled a massive warhammer from sub-space.
Her go-to weapon.
Krunch!!
Smashed toilet, tub, sink.
Checked pipes.
Empty stuff? All smashed.
'Walls won't break. Dungeon-protected.'
Windows too.
Plenty escaped by smashing the dungeon itself.
Hitting 'dungeon seams' counted as clear sometimes.
Too bad—no seams yet.
'Check the TV?'
Michaela sat, fiddled remote.
Tssshhh—
Dozens channels, most no signal.
A few broadcasted.
📺 Channel Broadcast [You Can't Escape This Room Without Creampie Pussy Sex] 📺 Channel Broadcast [Just Have Sex and You Can Leave Anytime.] 📺 Channel Broadcast [Creampie Pussy Sex Before Asmodeus's Clone Finds You.] One channel spelling out clear methods.
📺 Lewd Channel -You maso bitch sow. Feels good? You like it? -Ahh...! Hngg...♡ Right there, so good...♡ "......"
One porn flick.
📺 Dance Channel -We are top girls! Follow along~ One girl group dance tutorial.
📺 Adult Variety -What excites men about women? -Top 5, revealed now! One adult variety show.
'Killing time with TV? No way.'
Michaela shook her head to turn it off.
If not for the last line, she'd have.
📺 Adult Variety (Cont.) -Surprisingly, men prefer subtly hidden over full nude! '...Really?'
Michaela: zero sex knowledge.
Knew what sex was, not details.
Men's psychology? Nada.
📺 Adult Variety (Cont.) -Key is 'subtle titillation'! Tease without showing all, spark imagination! -Trashy vibe amps it! Cleavage slits, blatant straps—perfect! -Men love curves! Learn sexy dances! Flaunt to him! 'I see... Never knew... Maybe why Kim Taeyang avoids sex with me...?'
Luminus flickered.
"Michaela? Why watch this garbage?"
"Huh? Oh, uh... Curious how trashy it was!"
Michaela excused hastily.
But memorized the channel.
'Watch tonight...'
Some inexplicable pull.