Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Contract (3)
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"Ah, fuck. I gotta get back to the raid, but where the hell is this? So damn annoying."
"Hmm..."
What the hell is going on here?
I'd summoned the [50-Year-Old Virgin Spiderweb Master Succubus], and thankfully, a pretty succubus had appeared.
It was a huge relief that some wrinkled, overworked auntie succubus hadn't shown up instead.
"Ah! Those fucking bastards, talking about jobs and shit. My mom's still working! Why the hell should I make money?!"
Everything would have been perfect if not for her incredibly foul mouth.
The succubus was staring into empty space, rambling nonsense.
"No way am I doing a contract! I said I'm not getting a job! What kind of job service is this, you fucking assholes?!"
Hmm. What's this about a job?
"Thanks for using our service, my ass! Send me back home! Engineering school's waiting for me, damn it—fuck!"
"..."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Thank you for using the Hell Delinquent Summoning Contract. You have formed a contract with the succubus 'Liliana'. Please note that this is a somewhat unstable contract. I was pondering what to do about this bizarre situation when a system window popped up in front of me.
"Hmmm."
"Hey! What the hell is 'please use our service again'? Wait a sec, where'd it go?! Come back out, you orc-ball-looking fuckers!"
Liliana was still yelling at thin air. From what she was saying, it seemed the system window she'd been seeing had vanished too.
The one in front of me was pretty curt, so hers probably was as well.
But she still hadn't noticed me.
"Excuse me?"
"Who the fuck are you—gasp! A human! First one I've seen in 50 years! Gotta brag about this in Hell's courtyard, but where's my Hell orb?!"
"Hell orb? Liliana, I'm your contractor, first off."
"Contract? Hell no, I didn't agree to that! Send me back home right now!"
Liliana had no interest in talking; she just stomped her feet and whined like a brat.
Guess that's what being a delinquent means—no reasoning with her.
"...Stay still."
She froze.
Just to test if I could control her as her contractor, her body halted for about three seconds before twitching back to life.
"W-What the hell?!"
'So that's what they meant by unstable contract.'
She obeyed, but the effect didn't last long.
"W-What did you do to me, you fucking human?!"
"Stand up and raise your arms in a V."
This time, I infused my voice with mana.
It just felt like it'd work better that way.
"Eek!"
Liliana let out a weird shriek as she stood and threw up a V-sign.
Spot on.
"S-Stop it!"
I ignored her teary face and scanned her body up and down.
F-cup tits at least, hips that curved in and out perfectly. A pretty ass too. Flawless.
Above her ass, the succubus trademark—a heart-shaped tail tip—swayed lazily.
Why had a succubus like this been spinning webs for 50 years?
"I-If you try to jump me, I'll seriously die, so watch it!"
Die? Not kill you, but die? What kind of threat is that?
And a succubus saying that? Total character breakdown.
"You sure you're a succubus? Aren't you supposed to say 'thank you' and spread 'em?"
"That's just those sluts! I could survive playing games all day—why would I do that shit?!"
"Hmmm."
"Hey, please send me back quick. My mom's sick and no one's there to take care of her if I'm gone. I'm begging you."
Liliana suddenly switched to sob-story mode.
But I'm not falling for that emotional crap.
"I heard you muttering earlier about your mom working, so why should you have to."
"Shit, busted! Fine, get me outta this cramped shithole! You beggar fuck!"
Unbelievable. Try living in a Seoul goshiwon sometime, you'd shape up.
Victoria Academy dorms are luxury compared to that.
"Get out."
"Huh?"
"I said get out. Do whatever you want outside."
"F-For real? I'm going?"
"Yeah. Bye."
"This isn't some dirty trick where you give hope then rape me, right?"
"Get out already, bitch."
I shoved her back toward the door and pushed her outside.
"Eat well, live well. See that big gate? This is a school. Head out and you'll hit the city—live it up there. Bye!"
Slam!
I shut the door after saying my piece.
A quick mana sense under the door showed Liliana staring suspiciously at it before slowly heading down the stairs.
"What a crazy bitch."
I was busy enough without some useless lump like that.
Liliana or whatever, she was hot, but worthless.
Her mana felt weak—probably useless in a fight. And a succubus rejecting sex?
Honestly, why pick a succubus?
Nighttime fun, duh.
Worst case, learn some moves from her, but her attitude screamed no interest there.
No wonder she webbed up for 50 years.
She gave me zero benefits, and I couldn't exactly room with a succubus.
What rumors would that start?
The contract cost sucked, but no reason to babysit some no-account succubus.
"Tch, still a shame."
She was stunning, I'll admit—but my heroines are just as hot.
"Would've been nice if she helped snag heroines... or at least me."
I had too much on my plate already.
Feeling uneasy, I headed back to my room.
There were two sheets of paper where Liliana had been sitting.
"What's this?"
📜 Hell Delinquent Summoning Contract 📜 Contractor Lee Ho-yeon and Summon Liliana hereby agree to the following terms. Article 1: The contractor may issue minor commands to the summon, who must obey. However, command strength increases with bond depth. Article 2: 1. As Hell property, if the summon suffers life-threatening injury or equivalent impairment affecting productivity, the contractor compensates. 2. Failure to comply results in Hell's Death Judges collecting payment. Article 3: Contractor bears full responsibility for any property damage caused by the summon to groups or individuals. Article 4: 1. Ownership remains with Hell; contractor pays monthly Hell Stones as usage fee. Substitutable with local specialties if unobtainable. 2. As Hell Stones are hard to obtain on Earth, pay one top-grade mana stone monthly. Article 5: For contractor protection, summon may only use power weaker than the contractor's. Article 6: Contract lasts 10 years from signing. Auto-renews yearly absent termination notice. Duplicates issued: one each for contractor and summon. I skimmed the contract slowly.
"What the fuck? Who makes a contract this unfair?"
Summary: I get weak command over Liliana.
In exchange, I pay one top-grade mana stone monthly.
Those go for over ten million won each.
Keep that crazy lump around and shell out ten mil a month?
Plus, compensate if her life’s endangered. Fail, and Death Judges come—probably to kill me.
Oh, and the contract weakens her too.
One copy for me, one for her.
"..."
I pocketed mine obviously, and hers too.
"Sigh... gotta go fetch her."
Hope she hasn't gone far.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Hum hum~"
As Lee Ho-yeon said, Liliana passed the academy gate toward the shopping district.
Weekend meant no one around campus, but as she neared the shops, people came into view.
"Some human thinking he can take on a succubus. Gonna get wrecked. He'll chicken out and run eventually."
Liliana delusionally thought he'd kicked her out in fear.
Hell had surprisingly much human intel.
Though accuracy wasn't guaranteed.
"First, seduce some hot guys, then what?"
Hell had dramas, anime, novels galore.
Most popular: human stories.
Humans in Hell media were dreamy fantasy beings.
Like elves in human fiction.
Clean, noble, pure—unlike demons.
But real, confirmed existence made it thrilling, unlike elves.
Proof: High demons enslaved humans. Their beauty matched depictions perfectly.
Thump thump.
"How many handsome guys in the human world?"
No lies—real humans were just as advertised.
That contractor guy.
Living in a tiny room? Total beggar.
Lowly blood, no royal or noble status.
Yet his face shone.
Handsomest, liveliest, freshest compared to Hell's slaves.
Liliana hid her fluster well—thanks to her shady media diet—but other demons would've gawked.
How hot were top humans then?
Hotter than that guy?
She couldn't imagine.
"Well, they'll all be mine soon!"
Her heart raced as the shopping district neared.
A group approached.
Distance closed; her pulse quickened.
The first humans... high school girls.
"No way! Right???"
"OMG, oppa's titty party for real? Huh? What's that? Cosplay?"
Liliana panicked.
Nothing like the elegant human women she'd imagined.
Humans were supposed to be sculpted beauties each...
These looked like total uggos.
"Isn't that the witch cafe part-timer by the portal station?"
"Oh~. Yeah, the one cosplaying witch up front—similar vibe?"
The two uggos—no, humans—approached, chatting at her.
"Sis, cosplay? Where's the tail attached? No way..."
"U-Uwaaak!"
"Whoa! Why scream?!"
"Kyaaak!"
Liliana ducked her head, shrieked, shoved past, and bolted.
Free of the uggos, she scanned the bustling district center.
Hordes everywhere.
But uggos. Uggos everywhere.
No sculpted humans—just uggos!
"W-Why...?"
Forget handsome guys—not even orc-level. Mostly orcish dudes leering sleazily as they passed.
"F-Fucking bastards. Not the human world—some weird place!"
Denying reality, Liliana ducked into an empty alley.
"Haa, fuck. Gotta escape. Back to Hell."
This was true Hell. She missed home.
"Wait, that contractor wasn't ugly like these...?"
Should've stayed!
Cursing her 30-minutes-ago self, she slumped in the alley.
He had to be high nobility. That cramped room? A summoning chamber!
Idiot for leaving!
"Haa. Now what?"
No skills, no knowledge—survival impossible.
"Ooh~ Who's this chick? Weird cosplay?"
Then, two guys from deeper in the alley sauntered up sleazily. Bellies bulging like pregnant ogres—not orcs, ogres.
"Hey, sis. What're you doing here in that getup?"
"Boyfriend dump you? Wanna hang with us?"
"Uh, wha?"
Liliana freaked as the ogre-humans closed in.