Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Mir Ryuin, Now It's Your Turn to Be Studied. (3)
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"Whoa... she really has it all. Everything."
Mir Ryuin was the most capable among the three patients I'd been assigned, a hero renowned by name.
Through her vast magical, technical, and engineering knowledge, she had contributed more than anyone to advancing the world to its current state, and she possessed wealth commensurate with those contributions.
Of course, the reason she shared her knowledge to develop the world wasn't out of altruism—it was simply so she could live comfortably herself—but that hardly mattered.
This world valued results over processes or motives, and her achievements had become one of the massive pillars upholding modern society.
Mir Ryuin's representative inventions included gate measurement devices, awakener rank analyzers and classifiers, gate occurrence predictors, and countless others that had profoundly impacted this world and awakener society.
Through her 'Epic-grade ability – Akashic Records,' Mir Ryuin had become one of the world's richest people at the young age of just twenty-six, praised as the only one among them whose abilities outstripped her fortune.
Not content with such absurd accomplishments, when it came to raw combat power, she ranked right below the world's strongest human, Dain Adamas, at number two on the World Hero Ranking—a true powerhouse.
She was such a terrifying figure that the phrase "has it all" came naturally.
But when I said she had it all upon seeing her now, it didn't include any of the achievements I'd just listed.
It was simply her completely exposed nude body that made those words slip from my mouth.
Honestly, with Mir Ryuin's level of talent, she could toy with and discard every man in the world like candy. Possessing such abilities on top of a body like this—wasn't that just foul play?
I knew the world was unfair, but seeing one of the planet's richest people with looks this outstanding hammered that unfairness home even harder.
Mir Ryuin usually traveled by flying with magic and spent most of her time holed up at home researching unless she was raiding gates, so she had a soft, utterly muscle-free body.
But that didn't mean she was fat or sagging anywhere unsightly—only the appealing softness from her lack of exercise stood out.
Moreover, when she did go out, she wrapped herself head to toe in black clothing, and she rarely even did that, staying shut in at home, so her skin was whiter than any woman's I'd ever seen.
Whiter even than May Luina's body, which was perfectly maintained in peak condition thanks to her overwhelming sexual prowess.
In summary, Mir Ryuin's body was the whitest, softest, and most ideal form imaginable for an indoor type.
In other words, it was a body that truly stirred a man's heart—and his lower half.
Honestly, I'd thought treating Mir Ryuin would be driven purely by my backlog of grudges, fueled by revenge. But with a body like this, getting fired up was inevitable.
She had the most pent-up resentment of the three, so my revenge burned bright as ever, matched only by the instinctive throbbing in my heart and third leg.
With both weapons in hand—enough to destroy a woman on their own—I felt zero anxiety about pushing Mir Ryuin to the brink.
"Well then, shall we check out the seal that appeared?"
I had every justification, knowledge, and experience needed to wreck Mir Ryuin.
Right now, I was the genius of foreplay who could make May Luina climax just from firmly kneading her breasts and send Dain Adamas into a faint with nothing but rhythmic taps on her lower belly.
Nothing to fear.
So whether it was those soft, massive tits or the adorable belly pooch perfect for grabbing like love handles, it didn't matter! Come forth, seal!
With those thoughts, I scanned Mir Ryuin's completely bare, soft, snow-white body like I was licking it with my eyes.
"...Hmm?"
As with the previous two, the seal floating over Mir Ryuin's body took a completely different form from theirs.
"What the hell is this...?"
The seal over Mir Ryuin's body was a single womb tattoo engraved on her lower belly, just like Dain Adamas's.
But there was a crucial difference between Mir Ryuin's womb tattoo and Dain Adamas's.
Dain Adamas's was a perfect, complete womb tattoo made of countless fine lines densely packed like a detailed sketch.
In contrast, Mir Ryuin's was even smaller and simpler than May Luina's, which had spanned from her face to her lower belly.
It was a womb tattoo so basic and concise it only conveyed the bare info that a womb existed right there in her lower belly.
At a glance, it looked utterly lacking in stimulation or effect—a pathetic little thing.
[...What's this? Why are you making such a disappointed, deflated sound while looking at my body? It's so beautiful that no one would deny it's the most gorgeous in the world.]
Disappointed by the truly pathetic womb tattoo, I caught Mir Ryuin—still proving she was an S-rank hero even as a vegetable—noticing my mood and voicing her doubt.
Her tone carried a hint of wounded pride, leaving me momentarily unsure how to explain. But since this was all for her treatment, I told the truth.
"W-Well, compared to May Luina and Dain Adamas earlier... Mir Ryuin's womb tattoo is just too small and... thin. Um, to be blunt, it's pathetic. I've never seen one like this, so I'm pretty thrown off."
[W-What?! H-How dare you say that to me?! I've never heard anyone say I'm inferior to others in my life!]
Stunned by my honest conviction, Mir Ryuin let out a huge shout.
Her face and expression remained unchanged in her vegetative state, but her voice alone made it clear she was seriously pissed.
But what could I do? It was the truth.
"B-But it's not huge and expansive like May Luina's, nor thick and dense like Dain Adamas's. Yours is just small... and thin. I can't even gauge where to stimulate. Compared to the other two, it's like a doodle, I guess."
[Urgh... S-Stay, you...!]
Oh, this is dangerous. I blurted out stuff I didn't even need to say.
In my haze from this bizarre situation, I'd forgotten: all three patients were S-rank awakeners, figures so exalted that an F-rank scrub like me wasn't even worthy of looking at them.
Heroes who had saved the world, earning eternal carte blanche and overwhelming support in this era.
The moment even one harbored resentment after treatment, my life was done for—utterly fucked.
If they were all paragons of virtue, I'd worry less, but I knew full well their personalities weren't that great.
No, not just not great—they were pretty shitty people altogether. Mmm.
So to live a normal life, I had to ensure no grudges lingered with any of them.
In that sense, this situation was extremely hazardous. One step... no, half a step forward, and I'd cross the line.
I snapped my loosened mind back to attention and spouted insincere flattery to soothe Mir Ryuin's bruised ego.
"I-It'll be fine! It's not Mir Ryuin's fault your seal is small! If anything, May Luina's and Dain Adamas's are abnormally huge, thick, and massive! Yeah! Yours might actually be average! So don't take what I said to heart!"
[......]
"And since there is at least a womb tattoo, I can probably develop the Portio like I did with Dain Adamas! Yeah. No issues with the treatment at all, so no worries!"
[It... doesn't comfort me... at all.]
"...Pardon?"
Her voice was so low and heavy that I sensed doom and reflexively asked back.
[After comparing me like that, you think spouting crap like that'll make me feel better? How dare you tell Mir Ryuin herself she's inferior to May Luina and Dain Adamas?]
I'd only said the womb tattoo was small, but it sounded different in Mir Ryuin's ears.
No matter my intent, if she took it badly, I was the asshole who'd said something rotten.
"N-No, I didn't mean you're inferior to them..."
Desperate to buy time with excuses and salvage this, I began scrutinizing the naked body before me—the root of the problem.
I had to find something. Anything. Something special that May Luina and Dain Adamas lacked but only Mir Ryuin had... right now!
First, her face. Insanely pretty. Purely on taste, detached from grudges or bias, Mir Ryuin was my type.
But telling her that wouldn't help her mood. Pass.
Next, those massive tits. They looked so soft they'd sink right into my hand if I grabbed a handful.
Pink nipples to boot—the epitome of male fantasy.
Softness-wise, probably the best of the three. But same reason as above: rejected.
Then, that adorable belly pooch, perfectly soft and protruding just right for love handles.
Super hot, but telling her that would probably piss her off more.
Finally, that perfectly bald, pristine pussy without a single hair.
Damn, her body's incredible. But how the hell do I compliment this now?
I saw nothing but pure, unadulterated sex appeal—no escape route in sight.
Fuck, I'm screwed. Totally fucked. Of all people to piss off, I poked Mir Ryuin. I'm utterly, insanely fucked!
Just as I thought a single stack of resentment would doom my life post-treatment...
"Huh?"
A very thin line protruding from Mir Ryuin's small, pathetic womb tattoo caught my eye.
C-Could this be...?