Chapter 97
Chapter 97
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 97
Chapter Title: Peeing Without Permission Inside Me...♡
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[Raise Asmo!]
[Beta]
Raise the cute daughter who only loves her daddy, Asmo!
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Raise Asmo! was exactly what it sounded like—a game where you raise Asmo.
Running the app brought up Asmo as a character inside the game.
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A speech bubble popped up next to the dot-pixel Asmo.
-Asmo: Where am I? Is this hell? Daddy! Daddy! Where are you? It was a dim cave.
Asmo crawled along the ground, relying on a single flickering candle, moving back and forth across the screen.
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Had the real Asmo actually gone inside the game?
Or was this just a game recreation of her?
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Either way, it was intriguing.
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I tapped on the Asmo in the screen.
-Asmo: Eek. Who's there? "Asmo. Can you hear me?"
-……? Taps were recognized.
But voice didn't seem to transmit.
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I kept touching Asmo.
Tapping her butt like a smack, pat-pat.
-Asmo: Ow! That hurts! -Asmo: Is that you, Daddy? -Asmo: What did I do wrong? Each time, Asmo spouted a few lines of dialogue.
This time, I tried petting her head.
-Asmo: This touch... it has to be Daddy. -Asmo: Feels good... -Asmo: I love you, Daddy♡ The final boss in the palm of my hand...
Hmm.
This is fun.
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It was already entertaining just watching her reactions to touches, but Raise Asmo! also had 'activities.'
[Talk with Asmo] The only available activity was conversation.
You couldn't input your own lines; it output from preset dialogue.
What was funny was that the protagonist's speech pattern was exactly like mine, Kim Taeyang's.
-Me: Hey, slutty JK. Can you hear me? -Asmo: Daddy...! -Me: Heh heh heh. Being trapped in a game is hilarious, right? -Asmo: Game? What are you talking about? -Me: Ahh— you're trapped inside a game, bitch. If this body doesn't take care of you, you'll spend your life alone and lonely forever? -Asmo: N-No, I don't want that! I'm sorry, Daddy! I'll be good! Please raise Asmo! (Asmo knelt and begged.)
(I decided to give that Asmo a chance.)
(※ You can now send Asmo into the dungeon.)
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An exclamation mark appeared over dot Asmo.
[Go to the Dungeon with Asmo] -Goblin Cave Lv1 It felt like a tutorial, so options were limited.
Selecting Goblin Cave lit up the cave, and a blond character appeared.
'That's me.'
It was unmistakably a dot version of Kim Taeyang.
-Me: Slutty JK. Time to hit the dungeon. Wipe out the goblins in this cave. -Asmo: You're coming with me, right...? (Asmo trailed closely behind me.)
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Then another set of choices appeared.
[Clear the dungeon with Asmo? (Manual Combat)] [Let Asmo clear the dungeon on her own? (Auto Combat)] "Auto combat? God game."
Truth be told, I hate auto-combat games.
I can't understand the fun in idle games.
But right now, with revival as the focus instead of the game itself, this was actually lucky!
-Me: Hey, JK. You're clearing it on your own. -Asmo: Uh, yeah? But... I want to be with Daddy... -Me: Hey hey! Quit being annoying and just go get the rewards!! -Asmo: I'm sorry... (Dejected Asmo headed deep into the cave.)
⚔ STATUS UPDATE ⚔ (Asmo's Stamina –10) (Asmo's Energy +1) (Asmo's Self-Esteem +1) (Asmo's Disposition -1) (Asmo's Combat Power +3) (Relationship with Asmo –5) True to a nurturing sim, there were various stats.
Stamina seemed like action points.
Energy represented diligence.
The rest were self-explanatory...
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The peculiarities were the negative changes in disposition and relationship.
Probably because I sent her alone.
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If her disposition kept dropping, would she turn into a delinquent Asmo?
That'd be hilarious too.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [You will receive rewards in the real world when Asmo clears the dungeon.] [Time remaining until dungeon clear: 12 hours 49 minutes.] As expected.
There was no way Asmo had been thrown into the game without any strings attached.
Rewards from the game seemed linked to reality.
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I wonder what reward Asmo would bring back...
Best not to expect too much.
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Anything's good.
For now, focus on revival!
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Everyone dies eventually.
We all know it, but we live pretending otherwise.
"Hello. I'm Michaela Lewis, a first-year at Ark Academy and a comrade who fought alongside Kim Taeyang in the dungeon. I've come to offer a few words for him."
Like people who'll never die.
Living with the mindset of supermen who've conquered death.
"Death is always by our side... Kim Taeyang. You were a brave soul who feared no death. A man with an angel's heart."
Yet death is right there beside us.
It reveals itself when we've forgotten, invisible as it is.
Gently taking our hand, whispering the natural order.
"They say angels return great saints to the world when they die. Saints manifest in various forms, not as humans, to aid those with similar resolve. I believe the angels sent Kim Taeyang back."
Kim Taeyang's death was a profound lesson for Ark's students.
"You will shine as the sun to light our path, become the wind to aid our voyages, and rage as the storm to halt our enemies."
The lesson that death is near.
The realization that our sacrifices are noble.
"Under your protection, we will advance with one will. Amen."
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Michaela clasped her hands in prayer.
The gathered students observed a moment of silence, honoring Kim Taeyang's end.
"Master..."
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It was the funeral hall.
In the photo, Kim Taeyang grinned sleazily, flashing his teeth and sticking out his tongue.
Utterly inappropriate for a funeral portrait, but it was the only one available.
"We weren't supposed to be sending you off..."
Seol Harin, dressed in black mourning clothes, sat slumped before it, murmuring.
Seol Ha-jeong, also in mourning attire, embraced and comforted her.
"Taeyang must've gone to a good place. He was a great guy."
"The first person... to ever understand me... Someone I could lean on... I was so grateful... I wanted to keep him happy by my side forever..."
Seol Harin sobbed bitterly.
She wasn't the only one crying.
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Cloé Maiden.
She stared blankly at the photo, murmuring in disbelief.
"Who's gonna PT me now...?"
Tears streamed down.
Her face was nearly expressionless, but a storm raged inside.
'You broke me... turned me into a pervert who loves pain and humiliation... and then you leave first?! What am I supposed to do...!'
"Hey. Wipe those tears."
Kuma, her eyes red too, handed over a handkerchief.
Unlike the other women in mourning garb, she wore a suit and comforted Cloé and Seol Harin.
"President Kim Tae-gun's here. Gotta pay respects, right?"
"......"
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Ark had prepared Kim Taeyang's funeral swiftly.
His father, Kim Tae-gun, had rushed back from an overseas trip.
"Hey...!"
The middle-aged man burst in clumsily.
Hawaiian shirt, barefoot.
Gold necklace, piercings, flashy watch—more suited to a beach than a funeral.
"Son...! How did this happen...?!"
Thud.
Kim Tae-gun collapsed before the casket.
In this moment, he was neither loan shark boss nor fearsome gangster.
Just a father.
"Ugh... Sorry, son...! I shouldn't have burdened you with my baggage...!"
Everyone fell silent at Kim Tae-gun's breakdown.
Seol Harin, Seol Ha-jeong, Cloé, Kuma, Rebel Nam, Kim An-kyung, Park Woo-yoo, Ark students who knew Kim Taeyang.
And Academy Head Tomo-tan, Vice Head Shin Hye-won, and professors who'd taught him, all sharing the grief.
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But one person who should obviously be there was missing.
"Kuma. Seen Lena?"
"Oh, now that you mention it, she came with us but I don't see her."
"Can you find Lena? The procession's starting soon."
"Got it."
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Kuma headed to the bathroom.
One stall was locked tight.
"Hey. Lena?"
"Kuma...?"
Lena was crying in front of the toilet.
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah. Be out soon..."
Tears dripped from her bowed head.
'Taeyang will be happy wherever he is... I have to accept it...'
She had a reason for crying in the bathroom.
To steel her heart.
'So our promise ends here...'
Lena hiked up her mourning skirt.
Pulled down her panties and sat on the toilet.
'When I die later, let's play together again, Taeyang...! Promise to play pee-holding games again...!'
Tears poured.
The pee she'd held back all this time flowed too.
Spurt-spurt-spuuuurt...!
The stream was thick.
"Ooooh... Clothes...♡"
The pleasure was intense.
Three days of holding.
Imagining Kim Taeyang made the ecstasy double.
"Peeing without permission inside my pussy...♡"
Her mouth gaped unwittingly.
It felt so good, yet so sad.
Spurt... spurt...
The stream weakened.
That terrified her deep down.
Pee-holding was her final promise with Kim Taeyang.
Once her bladder emptied, every trace of him in this world would be gone.
Part of her wished the pee would flow endlessly.
But that's impossible.
Spurt......
The pee stopped.
All the warm memories of Kim Taeyang left her bladder.
"Goodbye... Taeyang..."
Lena trembled as she flushed.
Whoosh—
The toilet water swirled.
The yellow liquid vanished in the vortex.
"Taeyang. I love you. Forever..."
Lena murmured at the memories washing away with her pee.
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Having said farewell, Lena washed her face.
The sows would handle the procession.
She believed they had to walk his final path together.
"Lena. There you are."
"President. I'm a bit late."
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She took her place.
The sows lifted the casket with her and walked to the hearse.
Ark students followed behind.
Even those who'd hated Student Council President Kim Taeyang,
and Celestial Church students led by Michaela joined too.
No matter his thug image or villainous presidency, he'd sacrificed his body—that was fact.
"Kim Taeyang. We'll remember your sacrifice..."
"You were flawless as Ark's student council president."
"You'll be remembered as the greatest."
"You're our hero...!"
The kids offered solemn words for his journey.
The praise was oddly glowing.
Probably because he was already in the afterlife.
No one expected him to reply anyway.
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"Hey hey! Don't say obvious stuff so dramatically!!"
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The procession halted.
The kids' heads turned.
'Kim Taeyang's voice...?'
'Where's Master's voice coming from...?'
'Taeyang......?'
Everyone stood frozen, looking around.
It was unmistakably Kim Taeyang's rough voice.
🔥 RAGING OUTBURST 🔥 "Hey!! What the hell is this cramped, dark place?! Is it a coffin?! If you've really stuffed this body in a coffin, I'll kill you all!!! Huh?!?!" "???"
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Then the sows and students pinpointed the source.
'He's talking from inside the coffin...?!'
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KABOOOOOM───────────────!!!
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The coffin lid rocketed into the sky.
A hulking man lightly leaped out.
The recoil toppled the sows holding the casket.
Thud—
The ranch owner landed at the center.
"Putting a living guy in a coffin? Are you all insane?! Huh?!?!"
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The student council president returned from hell.
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It was Kim Taeyang.
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The students' reactions upon seeing him?
"Th-The angels sent Kim Taeyang back...?!"
"How...? He's no saint!!"
"Did he corrupt angels with his dick too?!!"
"That massive-thug bastard...!"
"He turned angels into demons!!"
"J-Jesus Christ!!!"
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Pure shock and horror.