Chapter 94
Chapter 94
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: Mom. If You Flirt with Dad, I'll Kill You, So Be Careful?
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“Haa…. I finally got her to sleep…”
Asmo was overflowing with pointless energy, just like a little kid.
I’d spent the whole day tossing her onto the bed, lifting her into the air, and draining her stamina with endless questions, but she kept chattering right up until she passed out.
“Master…. Is the baby asleep…?”
“Yeah. You had a tough time too, didn’t you, Pomi?”
“Yeah…. I’m exhausted…. Let’s head back quick…”
Even energetic Pomi’s tail was drooping after playing with Asmo all day.
If Pomi was worn out, I don’t need to explain just how hyper Asmo was, right?
I stepped out of the room where Asmo was sleeping.
We’d decided to use separate rooms.
This dungeon had rooms overflowing everywhere anyway.
I entered my room and opened my notebook.
“Dark traveler. You look utterly exhausted.”
“Hey, hey. Who said I’m tired…? This body’s immortal…. Urgh…. Just write the letters…”
Click.
I scribbled letters with Hecate, the Ballpoint Pen Constellation.
The color was black.
The shade used for negative curses.
-Kim Taeyang’s sexual pleasure drops by 3,000 times.
-Michaela’s sexual pleasure drops by 3,000 times.
Hecate’s curses grow stronger the more letters you write.
To properly activate a curse dropping sexual pleasure by 3,000 times, it’d take about three months.
Thanks to Hecate, we’d definitely escape this dungeon in three months.
If sensitivity rose by 3,000 times?
Just drop it by 3,000 times.
It’d be the same as normal sex, so we could just do it normally and leave.
Of course, even normal sex might make Michaela fall…, but then I’d just drug her or whatever.
Click.
I was diligently writing when someone carefully opened the door.
I thought it was a murderer or some monster and got ready to fight,
“Daddy…. Are you in here…?”
But I heard Asmo mumbling.
I hid the notebook.
Curse letters lose power if exposed to others.
“Hah? Weren’t you asleep?”
“But I woke up right away. Can I come in?”
“…Come here.”
The sheepish girl pretended to look around casually as she climbed onto the bed.
“Daddy.”
“So why do you keep calling me daddy?”
“Oh, slip of the tongue, Daddy. I mean, oppa…. Good night.”
With that, Asmo fell asleep on my left side.
On my right, Pomi had returned to dog form, curled up tight, claiming her spot first.
I have no idea why we’re cramming into one room when we’ve found over twenty already….
At least it’s not a lonely night.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ About a month passed.
Our routine stayed pretty much the same.
During the day, we explored the hotel.
At first, I thought the rooms were limited, but after finding over a thousand, I changed my mind.
This hotel dungeon was stupidly huge.
Maybe the rooms stretched on infinitely.
In the evening, we finished exploring and recorded the map along with any room peculiarities.
That was usually Michaela’s job.
Asmo prepared meals from the spoils we found.
I spent that time working out.
If asked why only I get personal time, I can proudly answer.
My strength is the weapon protecting Mika and Asmo!
So training isn’t just for me—it’s for all of us!
Michaela let my nonsense slide appropriately.
Anyway.
After dinner, I played with Asmo and Pomi.
Lately, I’d started working out with Asmo too.
I tried getting Michaela to join, but she kept exploring the hotel even at night.
I’m confident we’ll escape, but she isn’t.
No wonder she’s anxious.
That wrapped up the day, and a new morning greeted me.
“Daddy! I made breakfast!”
“Hah…?”
Asmo woke me up.
Her hair had grown longer.
And she was flaunting her budding breasts.
“Don’t my boobs seem bigger now?”
“……”
Just a month ago, Asmo was a total kid.
She’d shot up like a bean sprout into a mature woman.
She still had that fresh, underage feel, but compared to her kid days, she felt much more distant.
“Daddy? Did you get hard?”
“Hey! What do you mean hard, you slutty JK…!!”
By the way, JK means ‘Jigoku kosei,’ hell high school girl.
And yeah, I definitely got hard.
Morning wood from seeing the ultimate boss high school demon girl kneading her tits over a shirt about to burst—who wouldn’t?
But who am I?
The man who lived with Pomi—insane body, weak guard—and never popped off.
This level of temptation is child’s play to Kim Taeyang…!
“Keep yapping, you slutty JK, and I’ll smack you dead?!! Huh?!!!”
“Just kidding. Eat up quick. Want me to feed you? Ahh—”
“Hey. Stop right there. I’ll eat myself.”
“Hiiing.”
As I refused, the light in Asmo’s horns faded.
They dim like that when she sulks.
Maybe bipolar? But the glow returns in ten seconds.
Knock knock—
“Mommy!”
Asmo’s horns lit up again as she bolted to the door.
Pomi’s reaction was just as intense.
“Mommy! Come in quick! I set the table!”
“Hmm…. Thank you.”
Michaela still hadn’t dropped the formal speech with Asmo.
There was a subtle awkwardness between them, especially since Asmo grew up.
Asmo showered endless affection, but Michaela seemed burdened.
Honestly, Michaela’s reaction felt normal.
Wouldn’t anyone find it weird for a grown virgin to follow you calling you ‘mommy’?
She’s only 22, still a virgin too…!
Plus, as a Heavenly Church angel worshipper, Michaela instinctively rejected Asmo, a great demon—even if cloned.
That’s why Michaela avoided alone time with Asmo.
They only exchanged a word or two at meals like this.
“Mommy! Don’t my boobs seem bigger?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Look closer. Aren’t mine bigger than yours now?”
“…I don’t think so.”
She seemed to subtly see Asmo as a rival woman….
Asmo was immature in many ways still.
“Mommy. I remembered something new!”
“What is it?”
“Unplug the fridge cord and plug it back in to refill the food! Limited to once a day though!”
“I’ll test it later.”
“Did I do good? You’ll praise me, right?”
“If it checks out and it’s true.”
Michaela kept it to short answers.
“Praise me~ I love when Mommy praises me.”
Still, Asmo persistently tried to keep the conversation going.
To the point it was a bit pitiful.
But I think Michaela’s amazing.
It’s not easy to coldly treat someone who’s good to you.
She was pulling it off.
She controlled her emotions.
Not because she truly hated Asmo, but because she had to.
Thanks to Michaela, I could lower my guard with Asmo.
If she hadn’t been suspicious, I’d have to play that role.
Because of that, I got a chance to read Asmo.
My take so far: she’s just a cute kid.
Pure, no real malice.
She got a bit pervy awakening to sex, but nothing beyond average heroine levels.
If raised right…, she could be a solid ally?
Drip.
Then, a black droplet fell into my soup.
Looking close, it was wriggling.
Damn. Bug…?
Kigigigigik—!
Black maggots writhed from the ceiling.
Definitely the ones that made up the murderer’s body.
“Hey! Maggots!!”
Splat————!
A black mass dropped.
Maggots surged out, soon forming a massive wolf shape.
Maggots.
That’s what we called them.
“Woof!”
Pomi bravely charged, but the size difference was over double.
“Yelp…!”
“Hey, Pomi! You okay?!”
Pomi took a hard hit and scampered behind me.
“Kim Taeyang! This is the biggest one yet, right?!”
Michaela was right.
It was way bigger than any maggots we’d fought.
“Can we win?!”
The power difference was obvious too.
Still, I figured we could take it.
Morning meant full mana.
“Hey! Shut up and take Asmo out! I’ll handle…?”
I planned to solo it,
But Asmo charged the maggot wolf.
“A-Asmo?!”
Asmo hadn’t fought once.
I thought she was a kid who needed protecting.
She’d played weak to beg for it.
That total shut-in dove into the maggot wolf face-first.
Rumble—
Asmo was instantly devoured by the maggots.
Looked like the wolf absorbed her.
But.
Crunch—!
Kigigigik?!
Asmo emerged, red tendon-like thing in her mouth.
Snap!
Red tissue tore.
Maggots slowed.
Asmo buried her face back in.
Snap—!
Her sharp teeth ripped the maggot wolf’s weak point effortlessly.
Those teeth resembled something from the game.
‘Shark teeth that swallow players’ heads.’
Asmodeus.
She was gradually becoming the figure I knew.
Plop….
The maggot wolf fully collapsed.
Sprawled on the floor, it melted into foul-smelling liquid and evaporated.
Asmo, covered in black fluids, turned to us.
“Mommy. Daddy. Did I do good? You’ll praise me, right?”
“Hey. Of course! Brave JK burying her face in maggots? Super hot.”
I gave Asmo a thumbs up.
“……”
Michaela, meanwhile, looked shocked.
A bit guarded too.
She met my eyes.
No words, but her message was clear.
‘If Asmo betrays us, we’re dead.’
Lust’s great demon.
Still looks teenage, but way stronger than us.
No more just raising her.
Now it’s about taming her right.
“Daddy! Pet me!”
“Hey hey! Shower first!!”
“Then wash me!”
“Hey! Enough—”
“Quick!!”
Asmo dragged me off relentlessly.
A JK begging for a wash in the bathroom….
If she weren’t a great demon, just a normal high school girl, it’d be great.
Scary!!!!! Help meeeeeee!!!!!!!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Minus the morning commotion, it was a peaceful day.
Searched the hotel as usual, had meals….
But whenever Kim Taeyang and I exchanged glances over Asmo, chills ran down my spine.
‘Asmo’s still dangerous.’
Kim Taeyang found Asmo pretty cute.
Incomprehensible to Michaela.
Find a great demon cute?
Even reformed, can you really trust her?
That’s why Michaela searched the hotel at night too.
‘We could die anytime.’
Asmo could kill Kim Taeyang and Michaela if she wanted.
And who knows what she’s thinking.
‘Gotta escape the dungeon…!’
Dungeon escape.
The only proper way, in Michaela’s mind.
And her persistent efforts bore fruit.
‘Crack in the window…?’
Far from the living quarters.
In a storage room full of cleaning tools, she found a cracked glass window.
“Luminous-nim! This is it, right?!”
“It’s a crack! A dungeon fissure!”
Broken window.
A structural flaw in the dungeon.
Called a ‘crack’ or ‘fissure.’
A clear method by destroying the dungeon instead of meeting conditions.
“Summon!”
Michaela gripped her two-handed hammer.
Raised it to swing with all her might,
Grab.
Something pulled the hammer from behind.
“Mommy. What’re you doing?”
“!”
Asmo held the hammer.
Smiling brightly.
“A-Asmo….”
“Gonna break that and leave? It’s not even three months yet?”
“You said you wanted a new life, right? Leaving with us! It’ll make everyone happy…!”
“But Mommy. If we go out, you and Daddy will drift away from me. Right?”
“Y-You…? What do you….”
Asmo approached the cracked window.
Her touch made the cracks vanish cleanly.
“Here, it’s just Mommy, Daddy, and Asmo… So I can have you all to myself. Isn’t that nice?”
Asmo smiled sweetly.
Sharp shark teeth gleamed.
She hugged Michaela tight.
“So don’t look for cracks, Mommy. Let’s keep living here together. Okay? Killing you myself would make me a little sad.”
“Y-Yes. Okay….”
Asmo took Michaela’s hand and headed to the hall.
Overwhelmed by fear, Michaela walked stiffly and awkwardly.
“No sex with Daddy either. Sex clears the dungeon. Got it? If you flirt with Daddy, I’ll kill you, so be careful?”
“……”
“No answer, Mommy?”
“Y-Yes, got it!”
Asmodeus.
She’d become history’s strongest mama’s boy.
Even then, Michaela analyzed Asmo’s words thoroughly.
‘What Asmo fears most is me and Taeyang having sex! Sex is the only way out!’
Everything clicked like puzzle pieces.
The lewd costumes found searching hotel rooms.
TV channels teaching how to charm men.
And the condition: creampie sex to exit…!
Michaela had one task.
‘Seduce Taeyang-kun behind Asmo’s back…! That’s the only escape!’
The real trial was just beginning.