Chat Room Fossils Spill the Secrets
"......"
The familiar ceiling comes into view. It's the ceiling of Kernax's bedroom, the one I've always stared up at alone while lying in bed.
"Ugh......"
My mouth is parched, and my body feels so heavy I can't even twitch a finger. The silver lining, if you can call it that, is the usual pounding headache hasn't shown up this time.
I barely manage to roll my eyes around to check my surroundings. I'm the only one on the bed.
"Wasn't a dream, huh."
My back aches, and my lower half throbs—if those sensations lingering in my head are real, then none of it was a lie.
"Did I...... clock in?"
The sunlight streaming through the window tells me it's morning, roughly. In two days, Kernax has to head out of the city with her soldiers. Every minute counts for her, so her absence isn't weird at all. But why's Siron nowhere in sight either?
Gurgle.
"......No energy to even think."
No joke—my stomach's rumbling softly at first, then hits me like a freight train of hunger, just like right before I blacked out in the guard station office.
"Fuck."
Luckily, my vision isn't spinning like it did then, but the hunger's turning into stomach cramps, like my gut's shrinking in on itself. I just close my eyes.
Yeah, yesterday got intense. After sending Kernax off, I lost count of how many times I came inside Siron's pussy while she was sprawled on top. Honestly, my memory fades out midway.
Vaguely recall her squirting on the fourth round and passing out...... but that's it. Like someone snipped the film reel—nothing after that until I woke up just now.
As I'm replaying yesterday, the doorknob turns with a click. Too weak to lift my head or make a sound, I just keep my eyes shut and wait for whoever it is to speak first.
Footsteps approach and stop. Crunch, crunch. The bed dips at the foot, and the weight shifts toward me bit by bit.
Soon, the darkness behind my eyelids deepens. A sweet floral scent wafts to my nose.
That tells me Siron's climbed on top of me right now.
The fragrance intensifies. Ticklish breaths brush my face. She's brought her face close to mine.
"......Asleep?"
Her voice is cautious, like she hopes I still am. Normally, I'd sneak a hand to her waist, roll us over...... but right now, no strength for that. Feels like I'm actually dying, so I muster every last ounce of energy to pry open my eyelids.
"......Awake?"
"......"
I stare desperately into those pretty ruby eyes looking down at me.
Siron. I'm starving to death here.
"What...... why you staring like that."
"......"
Siron blushes and averts her gaze. No good. This won't do.
"Hey. Kernax's making breakfast, so let's go down."
She turns her flushed face away, hiding it as she slides off the bed first.
"......??"
I'm barely keeping my eyes open when Siron, who'd gotten off, senses something off and climbs back on.
"......You fucking idiot?"
Worry laces her voice. Something in me relaxes.
"......Huh? Hey, hey!! Wait—!!"
Darkness swallows my vision.
"Gasp......?!"
I bolt upright like I'm seizing. For a split second, I really thought I was a goner.
"......Thought I was done for."
I check my limbs—they move fine—and let out a sigh of relief. Only now do I take in my surroundings.
"What the. Back at the temple?"
The layout's super familiar. Ceiling etched with six pairs of wings. Yeah, this is the same room I shared with Neme before.
Looks like Siron carried my passed-out ass here.
"Priests are no joke."
Body felt like total garbage, like I was on death's door...... now I'm recovered enough to sprint across an open field.
"But now what."
I glance at the dim window. Get off the bed and look up at the sky. Moon's high in the night.
Looks like a good chunk of time's passed.
"What to do."
Just crash here till morning? I shake my head after a moment's thought.
Still gotta talk to Kernax, hand over stuff. Plus, teach the soldiers how to wear the new stockings. It's simple enough—one demo and they'll get it no problem.
And even though I passed out midway, I won the bet with Kernax, right? So gotta prep to tag along with Siron.
All that said, I decide to head back to Kernax's place.
Click. Grab the knob, push the door.
Clunk. Barely moves 5cm. Something heavy blocks it with a thud.
Obvious red flag—what the hell?—I lean in to peek through the gap.
"Ack...?!"
The door yanks forward, knob still in my grip. Naturally, I lose balance and pitch forward.
Thud! Something heavy lands on my gut as I hit the floor, stopping me cold.
Soon, my body's lifted slowly upward. Once I'm upright, I see what—or who—was blocking the door.
"Any particular discomfort?"
"Uh...... yes, sir. None."
"Understood."
The holy knight I'd seen before jerks his chin toward the room. Silent order: back inside, quietly.
I retreat step by step, asking the knight, "Sir...... when can I leave?"
"Someone'll fetch you tomorrow morning. It's late—behave and sleep."
"Ah, yes, sir."
His tone brooks no argument, so I shut up and slip back into the room.
"......Whatever. It'll work out."
Not worth making a fuss, and he's not the type to let me out anyway. I hop back on the bed and flop into the fluffy mattress.
"Fuck. Amelia-noona's gonna chew me out big time."
Forget the rest—once I leave the temple tomorrow, she's definitely gonna ream me. Passing out mid-sex wasn't enough; now I've gotta owe the temple too. Ten mouths wouldn't be enough to explain.
"......You evil bastard."
I curse at my unusually quiet dick today.
"What the hell? You pop up like a maniac, then? Gotta earn that rise, right? Ugh, fuck. I'm so embarrassed."
Not like we were squeezing it out daily—stockpiled for days like a monk, and one night of sex blacks me out again.
Too ashamed to even get hard. No joke, post this in chat and those精神出た seniors would roast me forever.
"......Nah. No."
Won't see their faces anyway. Just ghost the chat. Who cares what they say behind my back.
"Maybe they'll drop something useful."
Spent time in this world, all in different spots—bound to be one with a similar setup. I log into chat for the first time in ages.
Group Chat (Dispatch): SeoMin-su (Regular Employee) has entered.
I barely resist smashing the exit button right away.
Every time I log in, it hits me: everyone's thoughts in here are next-level twisted.
"Oh. Jackpot."
Dunno if they're serious, but if true? Pure gold. I lay out my current dilemma to the three fossils.
Expected reaction. Still pisses me off.
My eyes light up at the chat. Hoped, but maybe real advice incoming.