I Cried From Top to Bottom Today ♡

I glared at the inventory window still floating in midair and shouted.

"Hey, System! You're the AI Na-ri set up, right? Give me the logout button right now. I'm ending this tutorial here!"

The window flashed with golden light once more and displayed text.

"...Don't lie! No matter what you say, you're just the shameless AI Na-ri made to screw with my tastes."

I realized that dragging this out any further wouldn't change the situation. "Shut up. Just pull up the map first so I can fix this pathetic mess. It's a game, so that should be possible, right? Isn't there an inn nearby where I can wash up and rest for a few days? You said I have ten silver coins."

When I snapped at it in irritation, the system window trembled faintly before erasing the text and displaying a translucent minimap and information in the corner of my vision.

A friendly red dotted line on the map clearly marked the route to the inn.

"Haa... If this isn't a game, then what the hell is it..."

Leaving only the minimap window open, I left the alley and stepped out onto the main road flooded with sunlight. The moment I emerged from the alley, a scene straight out of a medieval movie set unfolded before my eyes. Carriages, people I'd never seen before, buildings—everything was so fascinating.

"They really went all out on the graphics, damn."

Forcing myself to deny the reality, I walked into the crowd. But the people's reactions were far from normal. Those walking along the street looked around, and the instant they saw me they openly pinched their noses and furrowed their brows deeply.

Ah... Is it because of this insane stench coming off my body?

The horrific smell of sweat, the sour scent of liquid, and the ugly dried saliva caked on my face. People gasped and hurriedly cleared a path as if avoiding filth on the roadside. They stared at me from head to toe with eyes mixed with disgust, shock, and a strange pity, whispering among themselves.

"Ugh, just smell that. Get away from me..."

"Tsk tsk, how did such a pretty young master end up like that? Must've gotten it rough in the back alleys."

As the crowd parted like the Red Sea and their whispers reached me, I felt like my face would explode from shame. I kept my head down and walked—practically ran—following only the red line on the minimap.

Before long, I arrived in front of a shabby building with a worn wooden sign depicting a beer mug.

From the entrance came the noisy chatter and the savory smell of grilling meat. I hesitated, took a deep breath, then pushed open the inn door.

The moment the door creaked open, a wave of heat and scent hit me. At the counter stood the innkeeper—a woman with a surly expression and forearms as thick as my thighs—wiping a glass. When I approached, she frowned and looked up.

"What the— we don't take beggars... Huk!"

The innkeeper's eyes bulged like they would pop out. She dropped the glass she was wiping with a clatter and stared at my disheveled state and ruined pants with her mouth hanging open.

"Oh my goodness! How could such a pretty young master end up looking like this..."

"Ah... Yes. One room and some warm water for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠washing, please. Here's the money."

I quickly closed the minimap, opened my inventory, took out two of the ten silver coins, and placed them on the counter. The coins falling from thin air surprised her again, but she quickly scooped them up and handed me a key.

"Last room on the second floor. I'll bring the water up soon, so hurry upstairs! Goodness... to have wet yourself in your pants..."

Feeling the innkeeper's pity-filled gaze full of misunderstanding on my back, I practically fled up to the second floor and locked the door behind me.

Click. A cramped, worn-out room. There was only a creaky bed and a small wooden tub, but the moment I was alone, the breath I'd been holding finally burst out.

I frantically stripped off my clothes. Kicking away the pants and underwear that reeked horribly, I sank my body into the tub. As the slightly lukewarm water—already a bit cold—enveloped me, the sorrow I'd been suppressing finally poured out in a flood.

"Hic... Huuu... Choi Na-ri, you son of a bitch... I'm really going to kill you...!"

I scrubbed the sticky filth off my face with my palms, sobbing as I washed. The quest window I'd left open to check the insane quest content three days from now was still sparkling in the air.

Then, above the open quest window, the System carefully displayed a message.

Sniffling, I glared at the open system window with teary eyes. "Shut up... Just stay quiet."

I submerged half my face in the water, blowing bubbles. Yeah, this is a game. If I succeed in the quest three days from now, burn that photo first, somehow clear this damn tutorial, and find the logout button... it'll work out somehow.

Clinging desperately to that resolve, I somehow pulled myself together, washed up, and got out.

"..."

I stared quietly out the window. Beyond the system window I'd left open, the two alien moons of this other world visible outside the inn window kept stimulating my anxiety.

The horrible, vivid sensations I'd experienced today wouldn't leave my head. Where the hell was this place? Why did Na-ri make this game? No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't make sense of anything.

"Haa... I should just sleep for now..."

I tossed and turned on the hard, creaky bed.

"...I can't sleep..."

The bed was way too hard and uncomfortable. With nothing else to do, I suddenly glared at the inventory window still floating in the air. In the first slot was the icon of a dingy gray sock.

"Right... If this is a VR game that really tricks the brain, I'll know if I test it myself. If I take this out of my own free will and smell it... if I get turned on, I'm a pervert. If it's disgusting, I'm a normal person who was just fooled by the game system. Yeah, I'm just fact-checking."

With trembling hands, I touched the icon and finally pulled the damp, worn sock into reality. A sour, musty smell slowly rose before my eyes. I took a deep breath, squeezed my eyes shut, and buried my nose in the sock.

"Ugh... Blech, fuck... It's seriously disgusting..."

The urge to vomit lasted only a moment. Between the horrible foot odor and sour sweat, a strangely sweet and sticky feminine scent dug deep into my lungs.

At that instant, completely against my will, my lower belly tingled sweetly and blood rushed violently toward my groin.

"Haaup... Hng..."

This was insane. My mind was screaming that I had to pull it away immediately, but both my hands refused to let go of the sock pressed to my mouth. Instead, I was panting, sniffing greedily, trying to inhale that sour smell even one more time.

Every time the damp cloth touched my lips, the violent yet electrifying sensation of a heel from earlier and the feeling of buttocks pressing against my face slammed into my brain.

"Haa... Haa... This is... this is a game bug... Hng, the olfactory engine and... the erogenous sensor... Ugh, they're seriously glitching out..."

I panted with a face flushed red, making excuses, but my hips were already grinding against the hard bed. My body trembled. I couldn't break free from that depraved, sweetly tingling sensation in my lower body for a long time, keeping my face buried in the sock.

"Haa... Hng... I'm normal... This is just the game... being crazy...♡ I'm cumming...♡♡♡"

After reaching a blissful climax, I hurriedly shoved the sock back into my inventory using the system and pulled the blanket over my head. My heart was pounding wildly, and tears of mixed pleasure and shame welled up in my eyes.

Desperately denying the horrible reality, I tossed and turned with a burning hot body before finally falling asleep.

Under the exact same two moons of the other world that Ciel had been staring at through the window, a fierce and entirely one-sided scene of exploitation was unfolding ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠atop a massive bed woven from the finest silk.

"H-honey... P-please stooop...!"

Tae-ho clutched the bedsheets like a lifeline, tears streaming as he begged. Despite his model-like tall stature and sculpted muscular body, his legs trembled like a newborn calf as he panted.

"My, my dear. We've only been back in our homeland for a few days and you're already exhausted? I'm disappointed in the so-called Heavenly God."

The one leisurely moving her hips on top of him was Ciel's mother, Lee Yu-ra. With breathtaking visuals that could pass for a woman in her late twenties actress, she licked her lips seductively without even breaking a sweat. Under the overwhelming cowgirl position of the Great Archdevil—where even her beads of sweat sparkled like pearls—Tae-ho was being wrung out to the bone.

"No, the moment we returned from Earth, you slaughtered all the bastards who dared rob our empty house one after another... and on top of that, you're venting all the magic you held back on Earth without even resting...! I'm really going to dry up and die from divine power exhaustion...!"

"Stop whining. There's no way the Heavenly God's sacred body would be damaged by this much. Here, I'll give you a reward.♥"

The moment she finished speaking, a smooth black demon tail extended from Yu-ra's waist, wriggled playfully, then slipped between Tae-ho's buttocks and pressed firmly against his sensitive spot.

"Ugyaaaak!! D-don't touch thereee...!!"

Under Yu-ra's merciless tail pressure, Tae-ho let out a beastly scream and moan at the same time.

Only after a fierce storm had swept through did Yu-ra smile in satisfaction and lie down on her husband's chest.

"Haa... Haa... I barely managed to yank him out of that horrible abyss's grasp and threw him over there in a hurry... I wonder if our Si-yul arrived safely... Maybe I should send a communication..."

When Tae-ho reached out a trembling hand as if escaping reality to draw a communication magic circle in the air, Yu-ra slapped the back of his hand.

"Don't do anything unnecessary. If you leave a magic wavelength, it'll only reveal our son's location. You sent him safely, and Lilith will handle things on her own. Besides, your direct subordinate, the high angel Rumiel, is disguised as the system and watching over him with both eyes wide open 24/7. What are you so worried about?"

"But... our Si-yul hasn't even awakened his power yet. It's been 130 years since we met. He's our one and only precious child. We crossed over to that barren Earth without any magic and raised him like a delicate greenhouse flower our whole lives...!"

Tae-ho continued, still sniffling.

"What if my baby, who I raised without letting a single hair on his head get hurt, ends up in a terrible situation?"

"Ugh, what do you take our son for? He's half your blood and half mine. If he gets stepped on and rolled around, he'll grow up just fine on his own. Plus, Lilith overlaid his soul wavelength, so trackers won't be able to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠find him for a while. And that rigid Rumiel is watching over him too."

Yu-ra casually looked up at the two alien moons outside the window and added quietly.

"Well... If there's one thing I'm worried about, it's that he inherited my unnecessarily flashy and pretty looks and might end up charming a bunch of random girls... and that he inherited your wretched sexual tastes and might actually enjoy getting trampled and crushed everywhere. That's what worries me a bit."

"W-when did I ever say I liked getting trampled...! I only go along with it because it's you... Kgh!"

"Oh? The person who's just going along with it made such pleased noises when I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠put my tail in earlier? You still have energy left to flap your mouth? Alright, you've rested for three minutes, right? Let's go again."

"Uwaaaak! Honey, the tail—take the tail out first pleeease!!"

"No♥"

While Ciel was spending a tear-soaked night in a shabby inn in the Starting Village, his parents were spending a sticky, hot night on the opposite side of the continent—shedding tears in a completely different sense.