Chapter 480: Bathroom Guest
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 480: Bathroom Guest
Ding-
「You have passed through the ancient ruins.」
「You have passed the 7th Floor's trial.」
「You have gained access to the 8th Floor.」
「Rewards will be distributed according to contribution.」
「Contribution Ranking」
「1. Wi Ryeong-ah」
「2. Yoo Ah-rin」
「3. Lucy」
「4. Lee Serin」
「5. Kang Hyun-woo」
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“Finally...!”
“We’re out...!!”
Thud-
At the sight of the screen that appeared before her, Wi Ryeong-ah's legs seemed to give out as she collapsed to the floor. Beside her, Lee Serin shed tears of joy.
Yoo Ah-rin didn't show it, but she was clearly exhausted.
Only Lucifer and I were fine.
“Good work, everyone.”
I smiled faintly and gently stroked Lee Serin's hair. Five days had already passed since I'd spent the whole night having sex with her at the hotel.
During that time, we'd been challenging the 7th Floor's trial, and as you can see, we passed without a hitch.
But it took us a full five days to pass because the trial required us to traverse the ancient ruins beneath Karbaldi and reach the control system on the lowest level.
They called them ancient ruins, but in reality, it was just a sewer system built by the Ancients.
It took a long time just to find our way, thanks to its vicious design—a place where even skilled technicians would be declared missing the moment they lost their map.
On top of that, insect-type magical beasts poured out from all over the ruins like schools of fish taking to water.
Fortunately, their individual ranks were low, but their numbers were staggering.
We must have killed at least a few hundred of them.
And they were so disgusting that the first time we encountered them, the entire party, except for Lucifer and me, was rendered combat-ineffective.
‘Yoo Ah-rin's fear of bugs was unexpected.’
The sight of her backing away with a pale face was quite memorable.
Lucifer, however, didn't falter at all, as if seeing the bugs was perfectly normal.
Of course, it seemed she found them just as disgusting as the other women.
While even the ever-composed Yoo Ah-rin was trembling, unable to do anything, Lucifer swung her sword with the attitude of someone wanting to get them out of her sight as quickly as possible.
After that day, the way the other women looked at Lucifer changed.
It was like they were looking at a reliable big sister.
Even though the actual eldest sister of our party was Lee Serin.
Lucifer's fake identity, Lucy, is 21, while Lee Serin is 25.
But she acted like the youngest.
That's not to say she was immature, just that she was cute.
Stretch-
“Hyun-woo...?”
When I gently stretched Lee Serin's pale cheek, she looked up at me with an innocent gaze.
Probably because we'd spent five days and four nights in the sewers, she was covered in dust and looked generally grimy, unlike her usual self.
I wet a handkerchief and gently wiped her face.
“We should get a hotel as soon as we reach the 8th Floor.”
“...Yeah.”
Lee Serin blushed, seemingly embarrassed.
But she didn't seem to mind my touch, closing her eyes and leaning into me.
After enjoying that brief moment of pleasure that came at the end of five days of hardship, we all started walking toward the portal. That's when—
“You two looked close.”
“...”
An icy voice brushed past my ear.
I sucked in a breath and slowly turned my head.
Just as I expected, my eyes met Lucifer's.
Her purple eyes glowed in the dim light. At the same time, a quiet killing intent settled heavily, pressing down on me.
“...It wasn't really like that.”
“Really? For 'not like that,' you were awfully devoted. Anyone watching would have mistaken you for a caring boyfriend taking care of his girlfriend.”
“...”
I fell silent.
Instead, I secretly took Lucifer's hand and pressed my lips to her cheek.
“Want to go see the city tonight, just the two of us?”
“...Don't try to sweet-talk me.”
“It's not sweet-talking, it's a date. We've barely had any time alone together lately.”
Stab-
“And whose fault do you think that is?”
“...”
“Isn't it because a certain Casanova has been screwing every girl he sees? Even on the last day at the hotel, you took the chance while I was gone for a moment to have sex with Lee Serin.”
Her voice wasn't loud. She whispered just quietly enough for me to hear, but it still felt like my eardrums were splitting.
At the same time, Lucifer's fingertips poking my side were as sharp as a rapier.
“Hm? Care to answer me? Just how good was it that you were still going at it when I came to get you for breakfast?”
“...I'm sorry.”
“Do you think I'm doing this just to hear an apology? Do I look that petty to you?”
“...”
“I'm asking because I'm genuinely curious. You once said I was the prettiest. So why do you keep touching other women?”
“...”
Please, just let me live.
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Ding-
「Welcome to the Holy City, 'Sanctelium'.」
I stepped onto the pure white marble with a face that had aged a good thirty years.
Lee Serin looked at me with concern, but she must have read the atmosphere between Lucifer and me, because she didn't come any closer.
Wi Ryeong-ah also gave me a pitying look, but she too was forced to turn away, overwhelmed by Lucifer's aura.
My heart was still heavy, but I decided to accept this as the karma for my actions.
“...Harder.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
Hugging Lucifer, I dutifully stroked her hair as I looked around.
The entire city was a dazzling white.
The buildings, the ground, and even the clothes of the people walking the streets.
The Holy City, Sanctelium.
Unusually, this city was ruled not by nobles, but by the Twilight Holy Society.
The city's all-white appearance was due to the Twilight Holy Society's policy, their claim being that 'in a space dyed pure white, believers will not fall to the devil's temptation.'
A bunch of crazy religious fanatics.
What was even more surprising was that this wasn't the only holy city of its kind.
According to Lucifer, hundreds of cities and towns throughout the Tower were under the control of the Twilight Holy Society.
At this point, it was safe to consider them a nation-level power.
Of course, some would be subcontracted, and some of the towns were probably just rural villages.
“Let's get some rest at the hotel first. We can go to the church tomorrow.”
“Agreed!”
“Sounds good.”
It was unanimous.
Having spent five grueling days and four nights living in a sewer and fighting for our lives against magical beasts, we crossed the city at incredible speed, heading for a hotel.
Along the way, I noticed something: there wasn't a single common stain to be seen in this pristine white city.
Moreover, there were few people who looked like players.
“A city this clean... It's beautiful, but something feels strange. How on earth do they maintain it?”
“It's simple.”
When Wi Ryeong-ah muttered to herself, Lucifer answered calmly.
“They force criminals who break the city's rules to do community service.”
“Rules...?”
“You'd better be careful. Here, just dropping a piece of trash on the street gets you an immediate fine, and assault is almost a guaranteed prison sentence. It gets a little more complicated if it's a mutual fight, but you still won't get off easy.”
We were appalled by Lucifer's continued explanation.
Committing minor offenses like spitting on the street, causing a disturbance, or public urination resulted not only in a hefty fine but also hundreds of hours of community service.
Serious crimes like robbery or rape were punished with torture in the name of 'rehabilitation,' followed by execution.
To be honest, the laws in the cities we'd visited so far had been pretty lax overall.
Serious crimes were an exception, of course. Those usually resulted in summary execution, with no room for pity.
But when it came to minor offenses, the general atmosphere was to turn a blind eye.
Why?
Because they couldn't handle it.
As I've explained several times, players don't share a unified code of morals or ethics.
This is a world with everything from bastards who consider human flesh a health food to madmen who think it's natural to rape any woman they fancy.
In a situation like this, what would happen if they threw every player who committed a minor offense into prison?
Nine times out of ten, the prisons would quickly be overflowing, and they'd be severely short on guards.
“The reason you don't see many other players is...”
“Because it's better to just stay on the 7th Floor and prepare for the trial than to live in a suffocating city like this.”
As if a dam of pent-up emotions had burst, Lucifer continued to sharply criticize the Twilight Holy Society.
Thanks to her, we drew some harsh stares, but thankfully, it seemed they didn't arrest people for badmouthing the church.
Of course, that didn't mean we could completely relax. Getting on the wrong side of some fanatics could lead to trouble.
I tried to calm Lucifer down and quickened our pace toward the hotel.
Somehow, we made it to the hotel safely. We agreed to meet up again in the evening and immediately dispersed.
We all tried our best not to show it, but honestly, not a single one of us was in good shape.
It wasn't just simple camping; we had been rolling around in a foul-smelling sewer for nearly a week, so it was only natural.
I gave a small wave to my departing party members, but before I could even enjoy a moment of peace...
Click-
I was led by Lucifer's hand into Room 1403.
It wasn't particularly strange. I always shared a room with Lucifer, and the other party members knew it.
Creeak-
“...?”
But as I was showering without a care in the world, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Lucifer walked in.
I had a gut feeling that something was off.
‘Didn't she just wash up?’
I was sure I remembered her having dried her hair and everything.
My eyes met Lucifer's, who had a strange expression on her face, and I instinctively swallowed dryly.
She wasn't wearing clothes. Her body was covered by a single towel.
It was a situation that would make any man tense. On top of that, I'd been forced into celibacy for five days and four nights.
‘...Is this it?’
Just as my boiling lust was becoming hard to control...
Rustle-
“?!!”
The towel covering Lucifer's aggressive breasts fell to the floor, revealing a shocking sight.
Surprisingly, she wasn't naked.
Beneath the towel, she was wearing a bikini. A black string bikini, at that.
As I stared in silence, Lucifer approached slowly, her face flushed.
“...What do you think?”
“...”
There was no need to answer.
The moment I saw Lucifer in that bikini, my dick had become erect enough to pierce the ceiling.
Pre-cum was already leaking out at this unexpected event.
For a moment, I even wondered if I was still in the middle of the 7th Floor trial, caught in an enemy's mental attack and dreaming all this.
Seemingly satisfied with my reaction, the corners of Lucifer's lips twitched slightly as she looked at my erect dick.
“...I know this is a stupid question, but can I ask what's going on?”
At my question, Lucifer's lips parted for a moment before she slowly began to speak.
She was clearly nervous.
“I read in a magazine that guys like this sort of thing...”
“...A magazine?”
Now right in front of me, Lucifer looked up. At the same time, her fingertips tickled the very tip of my glans.
I sucked in a breath at her skilled touch.
“...You don't like it?”
Shake, shake!!
I shook my head violently.
Only then did Lucifer flash her usual triumphant smile and gently brush my wet bangs aside.
Then, she picked up a bottle labeled 'Body Wash'.
“Well then, I'll wash you.”
