66. Picking up the silver-haired big-breasted elf again...
66. Picking up the silver-haired big-breasted elf again...
Lately, Arin's mind had been incredibly clear.
No, should I say she hadn't even had time to think?
"......Morning."
Every night, getting stabbed with a deadly weapon, sweating buckets, floating up into the air, then crashing into sweet sleep—her mental condition was at its absolute peak.
Nothing could make her forget her stormy past like this.
On the flip side, there were some issues.
"Ah... Ah... Khum! Cough!"
Her voice was completely wrecked from sucking, slurping, and screaming all night.
-Swik
"Haa..."
The bite marks all over her body stung, reminding her of the brutal night she'd endured.
"Urgh..."
-Tremble tremble
Her hands and arms, propping her up from the floor, felt numb and shaky...
-Jiggle~ Plop plop!
-Shiver shiver shiver
"Oh, oh my god..."
Her legs, stuffed full of Ryu-o's seed, had no strength left, trembling like a baby deer's.
Arin looked at her own body and fell into deep contemplation.
"Should I... skip the Troll's Blood?"
For reference, Arin was a Hwagyeong martial artist.
Hwagyeong.
The kind of body that could take a full troll swing to the face and walk away unscathed.
And yet, sex had left her like this?
Because of her husband, a first-rate martial artist who'd just broken through the 10th floor?
"I, I need to find a way."
Of course, it felt amazing in the moment. Too amazing, that was the problem...
But a person can't just live off the best things forever.
Take drugs, for example. They're so good you forget everything else and just crave more.
She couldn't let herself look that pathetic as a woman.
Men are drawn to reliable women, after all.
Arin thought of her husband, who was getting stronger every day, and prepared to head out.
To find a substitute for the Troll's Blood.
"Urgh... I wonder if that bastard's still at Chwihyangru?"
This was a rundown brothel on the southern outskirts.
It was rare for a whorehouse, so not many people came by.
Of course, that didn't mean men had no sex drive.
Men in Labyrinth City visited whorehouses plenty.
It was just that this one was shabby, with crappy water, so they stayed away.
The reason this place stayed afloat was simply...
-Jiggle jiggle
"Hmm... That's all?"
"We filled up the whole barrel! That's enough to turn even Sword Experts into vegetables!"
Because it was a branch organization of the southern mega-org 'Hedon,' manufacturing drugs that made men and women alike go poof~ and vanish.
Ananta, boss of the branch org 'Beroe,' nervously scanned her surroundings.
"Ugh... If the boss finds out about this much..."
Riner brightly smiled at Ananta, who'd been secretly siphoning drugs this whole time.
"It's fine! It's fine! No way she'd find out, right?"
Ananta's eyes rolled back at Riner's optimistic attitude, with zero solutions in sight.
"You wouldn't get it! You don't know what Hedon's boss is like!"
"What's she like?"
"One of the South's three kings... Argh! Whatever!"
"Yeah! Got it~!"
"Fuck..."
If she hadn't been paid so well, she'd have ratted her out to the boss...
What good was getting mad? This was Ananta's own choice.
Her old crew was back in central South, happily banging hot guys.
While she hid out here on the ass-end, breathing in smog like some criminal.
Who wouldn't sneak a little extra into their back pocket?
Ananta dreamed of a few big scores before ditching Labyrinth City.
For that, she needed to keep good ties with this cash cow.
Dreaming of a life of leisure on easy street, Ananta glared at Riner.
"Keep your promise! Tsk... Hey, girls!!!"
-Yes!!!
"Half stay and make drugs, half come up! Time to explain the plan!"
Riner watched Ananta and sparkled with excitement.
"Ananta... When my love comes true, I'll definitely repay you!!"
"Y-Yeah..."
What a psycho bitch.
Ugh, fuck, there's no normal people in this damn Labyrinth City.
Ananta mentally jotted down a full page of curses for Riner.
We'd arrived in front of the portal to the 13th floor.
"Hmm, five Mimics, huh..."
Impressive haul, sure, but for a Gacha addict like me, it felt a tad light.
Still, no biggie. I didn't have to hunt Mimics myself, right?
Since I called Master over, I should tell her I wanna buy up the Mimic corpses.
Buy the corpses, crack 'em open, sell the loot?
"...Talk about money duplicator."
Assuming infinite Mimic supply, of course.
In reality, they're limited.
Otherwise, why would adventurers be glaring daggers at this portal?
Whistling a tune, I thriftily cleared the 13th floor portal.
-Slash slash
Packed all the gear away and pulled out the return portal.
The sensation of my body getting sucked somewhere.
Checked the return, then quickly ducked behind a pillar near the entrance and used Uitae.
My body slowly shifted colors.
Won't make a huge difference, but better than nothing.
Hiding behind the pillar, holding my breath, a small voice came.
'Ryu-o-nim.'
Master must've come wearing the Banshee's Cloak.
From empty space, a cloak sleeve poked out; I nodded and grabbed it.
'Thank you. Turn around for a sec...'
'Y-Yes...'
I stripped as quietly as possible, super carefully.
Real slow.
-...
'Gulp!'
-Drip... Plip... Plip...
'???'
'...'
What the—?
Naked as the day I was born, I followed Master's instructions, draped the cloak over me, and activated it.
Master's finger appeared in midair, drawing a circle.
Looked like it worked fine.
I gently grabbed Master's hand, the one that drew the circle.
-Grab
-Shiver! Plip...
'?'
Why the constant dripping sounds...
-Siiiigh~ So maaaany people today~
-Even 20th floor folks are here? Ugh...
I heard the guards chatting, so I softly tugged Master's hand and headed out.
Almost at the entrance...
-Sniff! Sniff sniff! Grrr... Woof woof! What the hell! Guard! There's a bitch in heat smell coming from in there!!!
A dog-eared beastkin pointed right at us, finger jabbing.
-What're you talking about?
-Fuck! I smell a horny female! Blech!
The guard glanced back lazily, annoyed.
-Hah, even so, can't let you in early.
-I'm serious! Right there!
-???? Where?
-Right there! In midair! Fuck! What's wrong with you guards' discipline! Should I file a complaint?! Guards jerking off on duty?!?
-Hahaha!!
-Or sneaking someone in? Raid Member perks?!? Hey!!!
The guard got pissed at the nonstop complaints.
-Hah... We'll check it out. Tsk...
-Yeah! Hurry up!
'Eek...!!!!'
.........Emergency.
I gripped Master's hand tight and sidestepped.
The guard swung his hand around near where we'd been standing.
"Here?"
-Nope... Left!
"Here?"
-Farther! Back!
We slipped past his hand just a bit and reached the entrance.
"Fuck... What smell... Sniff sniff! Total dog psycho."
The moment we hit the entrance, the dogkin spotted us—or rather, smelled us—and pointed.
-Whoa, smell's getting stronger! Here! What the—!
We zipped past the beastkin stretching his neck to check, me hugging Master tight as I dashed with lightness skill.
-Whoosh!
-Tremble tremble...
High-level adventurers noticed something and started pointing.
"Huh? Something... Huh?!"
"Felt something too?"
"Dunno?"
"Fuck... I'm catching it!"
"Hey! Dungeon's opening soon..."
"Be right back!"
Just as the chase was about to kick off...
'Sorry.'
'????'
I pulled out the 8.5th floor portal and shoved my hand under Master's cloak.
-Squelch~♥
...Fuck. No, not like that. Panicking, I groped around and grabbed Master's tit.
'????!?!?!?!?♥♥♥♥♥'
I could feel her trembling hard through my hand.
-Twitch!! Shiver shiver...
We warped to empty space like that.
I let go, pulled the hood off the cloak, and said,
-Rustle
"Master, we're good here..."
"...Hic!"
"Master?"
Master eyed the pitch-black space anxiously...
-Patter patter patter...
She'd been clinging to me, but now her whole body shook as she wet herself.
"S-Sorry... Hic! I-I thought I was gonna die... Execution... Ahh! Ah... P-Put me down! No! Don't let go! Hic... Hwaaaang!!!"
Seeing the dark floor made Master thrash even harder.
"Hwaaaang... Ryu-o-nim... Hwaaaang!!!"
"M-Master! You can stand here! It's safe!"
"Hweeeeng! N-No... Hate it... Hate iiiit..."
Master was in full panic mode.
I'd asked too much of her—I felt awful.
Never thought it'd turn out like this.
I held Master close and patted her soothingly.
-Pat pat
"It's okay, Master. Come down little by little."
"Hueek... Hue..."
I soothed her trembling form for a good while.
Master fidgeted in my arms, then slowly started sliding down to the floor.
Rubbing her whole body against mine.
-Squelch... Squelch...
"Uh... Uu..."
Once her feet touched down, she clung to me tight, sniffling.
"D-Don't... let go of me..."
.........
-Bounce!!! Squeeze!
"Hkiyaak!"
I'm seriously gonna lose my mind...