Chapter 50
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: The Creeping Fear
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Static—
From the crystal orb, Erzebet's hologram flickered to life alongside her voice.
She directed a congratulatory greeting toward Sylvia.
"Congratulations, Head Maid. Thanks to one boy, you've finally come to understand a woman's happiness. From now on, I appoint you as that rascal's exclusive servant—so serve him well at his side."
"...Yes, Your Highness."
Sylvia, dutifully accepting Erzebet's command, somehow looked a little pleased.
"By the way, even so, I forbid intercourse or anal development with him. That's my privilege—but anything else, I permit."
"...."
"Use him however you desire."
"Yesss..."
Sylvia quietly bowed her head, her face flushing red. Then came Erzebet's final instruction to her.
"Finally, make sure nothing's removed from that guy's ass. Have him keep it in at all times, even during daily life."
Sylvia stared at me wordlessly.
In truth, from last night until now, the Aneros Erzebet had shoved into my ass was still there.
I'd begged her to take it out, but she'd refused in the end. The development would continue, she'd said.
So for now, I decided to be grateful that I hadn't been brutally pounded yesterday—at least my ass was safe. And hey, I'd scored Sylvia too.
"I must step away elsewhere for a bit—so handle his education until I return."
"Understood."
"And you, brat."
Having finished her message to Sylvia, Erzebet turned to me.
I flinched in surprise and looked at the orb. What? She had words for me too?
Erzebet flashed a strange smile as she gave me her charge.
"Develop yourself diligently until I return. Otherwise... it might be too much for you to handle."
What.
What was too much to handle...
Trembling in fear, I felt the foreign presence of the Aneros lodged in my ass all over again.
Static—
With that, Erzebet's message concluded, and the orb went dark.
"....."
Not to remove the Aneros meant she intended for the development to continue even in her absence. Truly insidious...
No, let's think positive—good things are good. Not getting my ass broken on the first day of the second round was something to be thankful for.
And she was giving me time to develop in advance so it wouldn't hurt—for my sake(?). Could even call her a considerate Demon King.
'...Shit.'
I'd tried to find the silver lining, but in the end, I just swallowed a curse under my breath.
No matter how I tried to stay positive, the situation was what it was—curses bubbled up unbidden.
Sylvia carefully set the orb down, then took my hand and led me along.
"Yeon-nim. Let's get cleaned up and have breakfast."
**
I finished a quick morning shower with Sylvia.
She had her whole body wrapped in a large bath towel, so I couldn't ogle her naked like yesterday.
A little disappointing, but there'd be plenty more chances ahead.
That said, I still couldn't remove the thing plugged in my ass, even while washing. It was way too uncomfortable.
But seriously, was keeping this in constantly healthy?
"Is... is this okay?"
As I squirmed and fidgeted around my backside to express my discomfort, Sylvia nodded.
"Yes. Countless boys have gone through this process before, with no ill effects. Besides, the one you're wearing was handmade by Her Majesty the Demon King herself—it boasts far superior performance to those used on the others."
"..."
Superior performance probably meant faster development. Didn't sound good at all.
"To explain in more detail, the Aneros you're wearing has a genital function enhancement effect unlike the others, and it greatly boosts virility as well. It even carries a buff that strengthens the elasticity and durability of your insides, so there are no health concerns."
"Ah... but why the hell would it..."
Boosting intestinal elasticity and durability—what the fuck was that for?!
"And... it's too uncomfortable."
Every time I walked or sat, the Aneros jabbed at my ass mercilessly. Daily life was this disrupted? Sure, maybe in some hentai, but in reality? No way.
As I writhed in place, Sylvia wrapped me tightly from behind and whispered softly in my ear.
"The discomfort will fade before long, so just bear with it a little longer."
"..."
Even acting spoiled didn't seem to work. There was probably no getting this thing out.
To be honest, even if I got it removed right now, I'd just dread the consequences...
"Then... how do I, um, go number two?"
Right, poop. Humans have to shit. Maybe they'd take it out then?
But that faint hope was swiftly shattered.
"No need to worry about that either. We're heading to take care of it right now."
'T-Take... care of it?'
Fear churning in my gut, I followed Sylvia out of the bathroom.
**
Whirr—
As the portal formed, a red-haired beauty's boots touched down on solid ground.
The First Demon Realm.
Erzebet had slipped away from the Demon King's Castle to visit the home of an old friend located in the First Demon Realm.
"Still the same as ever."
Erzebet draped a red cloak over her shoulders and smiled at the massive furnaces, metal cauldrons, and bubbling lava pits.
This was the workshop of Magic Dragon Zepeto.
A forge that harnessed the lava rivers flowing through the Demon Realm to craft all manner of weapons and tools—one of Erzebet's favorites.
Zepeto was renowned for producing items of quality surpassing even the finest dwarf or demon artisans.
Erzebet often commissioned custom work from her, and today's visit was for just that.
"Ah... Y-Your Majesty has arrived."
At Erzebet's appearance, Zepeto's subordinates—who'd been laboring in the workshop—bowed their heads.
She waved them off dismissively.
"Enough. Ignore me and get back to your work."
No need to interrupt artisans pouring their blood and sweat into their craft.
Erzebet sent Zepeto's minions back to their stations before striding boldly through the workshop alone toward Zepeto's lair.
A vast laboratory decked out with all sorts of bizarre machinery.
Not some cave hoarding ore or jewels—this lab was Zepeto's lair.
It perfectly reflected her obsessions.
Erzebet casually pierced the barrier over the lair and flung open the lab door.
Rattle—
Junk spilled out in a torrent as the door swung wide. Erzebet dodged it with practiced ease, then used her magic to shove the debris aside as she stepped inside.
She waded through waves of clutter for quite a while before finally spotting Zepeto deep in a pitch-black corner, utterly absorbed in her research.
"Zepeto."
"Hiiik!"
The black-haired woman jumped in shock at Erzebet's call.
She wore a white mad-scientist coat, filthy and long unwashed. Her hair was frizzy and tangled like seaweed strands.
But those ruby-red eyes gleaming like jewels, with their narrow vertical slits, made her identity as Magic Dragon Zepeto unmistakable.
Zepeto removed the ultra-precise monocular from one eye and greeted her longtime visitor.
"...What brings you here, Erzebet."
"Clean up and live like a person. What a disaster zone."
Swoosh—
Erzebet extended one hand, shoving aside a towering pile of junk.
Only then was there space to stand properly.
"Got it. I'll clean... slowly."
"You've said that for the last ten thousand years."
"Then you know better. Not gonna happen."
Plop—
With that, Zepeto flopped casually onto the junk pile.
"So, why're you here? Commission? Yaaawn."
Zepeto yawned hugely, as if utterly spent. Yawning in the Demon King's presence? Utterly irreverent—but it was proof of just how close the two had grown over the eons.
Erzebet's brow furrowed slightly, more from hygiene concerns than offense, before she let out a sigh.
"Right. Make me this."
Flap—
Erzebet pulled a set of blueprints from her subspace and handed them over.
Zepeto's eyes sparkled at the sight.
"Ooh... this is..."
The blueprint depicted something long and thick—uncannily phallic.
I moved somewhere with Sylvia.
This place was far from Helena's classroom or the Persephone Palace where the maids lived.
"Wh-where is this?"
"This was once a site for biological experiments. Nowadays, it's used as a research lab for the Demon King's Castle."
"!"
The words "biological experiments" and "research lab" made me jump. Memories from the cyberpunk world flooded back.
'N-No...'
Thanks to my body's conditioned reflexes, I trembled in terror.
Sylvia pulled me into her embrace to soothe me.
"No need to worry. We won't harm you, Yeon-nim. If anything, things will get more comfortable for you from here on."
"More... comfortable?"
As I calmed down in Sylvia's arms for a moment, female demon researchers emerged from the lab to greet us.
"Welcome, Head Maid."
After bowing politely to Sylvia, the researchers turned sticky, leering gazes on me—huddled in her arms—and smiled.
"So this is him... the one for the permanent enema procedure."
"!!"