Chapter 53
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: I Could Die for You
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“L-Leteus…! Ugh… You bastard, what the hell did you do…!”
“Can’t you tell?”
Leteus said expressionlessly.
“I just… made you a eunuch.”
“You… son of a bitch…!”
The poison toad monster let out a groan of agony, trembling violently.
From his lower body—precisely his crotch—a thick fluid mixed with blood and mucus poured down in streams.
Thud.
His knees buckled, and the monster collapsed to the ground, propping himself up with both hands.
His face was a tangled mess of rage, shock, and even a delusional denial.
And it was understandable.
Any man treasures his dick.
But in the monster world… it wasn’t just a mere reproductive organ.
The monster world was an extreme male-dominated society.
99.99% male.
When males evaluated other males, the first thing they looked at wasn’t appearance or intelligence, but the size, shape, hardness, and virility of their dick.
In other words, the dick was identity, rank, dignity itself.
And it went beyond just being a reproductive organ.
It was the ‘transfer medium’ capable of corrupting enemy magical girls, the ‘core organ of energy circulation’ for monsters, an ‘internal engine akin to the heart’—all right there, in the dick.
Which was why, right now…
With his own torn to shreds, the poison toad monster instinctively knew.
Soon, his heart would stop.
Without virility flowing, this body would collapse.
I… am going to die.
“D-Does this make any sense?! Are you insane?!”
A scream close to a wail erupted.
“Killing fellow monsters… especially top executives of the ‘Villain Alliance’… is strictly forbidden! You know that! It’s taboo! Sacred ground!! It’s the unwritten rule we made ourselves!!”
But.
“No.”
Leteus cut him off firmly.
“…It exists.”
“…What?”
“The right to kill a bastard like you who wants to be my father-in-law—”
Leteus’s eyes gleamed with icy sharpness as he spoke.
“—I have more than enough.”
At that moment.
The wind fell still.
The surrounding mana, even the dust in the air, seemed frozen under the weight of Leteus’s emotion.
He wasn’t angry.
He was just stating the obvious.
“You… tried to touch my woman. Do I need a clearer reason… than that?”
“…What?”
Those words left the poison toad monster speechless.
Silence descended heavily.
His vision spun.
‘Is this bastard… serious right now?’
In the monster world, killing among top executives was the ultimate taboo.
And the one he’d gone to such lengths to protect was just… a female he’d captured only days ago.
One who was legally his daughter, bound by incest clauses.
In other words, ownership and priority clearly favored the poison toad monster’s magical girl.
‘You think that’ll fly at the alliance meeting as justification for killing me!?’
Yet.
Right now, that female.
Kurokawa Ren.
Leteus, holding her tightly in his arms… was looking down at him without a flicker of hesitation.
And in those eyes, it was clearly written.
‘The moment you touch this woman, you die. No matter who you are.’
“…Are you serious?”
The poison toad finally asked.
A tremor like crawling fear slipped into his voice unbidden.
“Yes.”
Leteus didn’t waver for a second.
“For that pathetic reason… you’re going to kill a top executive and justify it?! As her father, I have prior claim to her pussy over you! ‘If the other executives find out, they’ll rip you limb from limb!!’”
The poison toad shrieked, his breath ragged.
His blood-soaked body still shuddered, but now fear overshadowed the pain.
Yet Leteus showed no reaction to his words.
Instead, he pulled Ren closer into his arms.
Her trembling fingertips clutched at his chest.
A small body smeared with blood, tears, and despair.
He enveloped that existence more gently and firmly than anything in the world.
“Anyone I decide to protect.”
Leteus’s voice was low and resolute.
And that resonance struck the poison toad’s ears like thunder.
“Whether magical girl or monster, no matter who… I’ll stake my life to defend them.”
It wasn’t killing intent—it was conviction.
“…Oh, and since you’re about to die, I’ll let you know: I was just ‘introduced’ to her.”
“I-Intro…duced?”
“Yeah. To this little angel.”
Then came the unexpected truth.
All murderous intent vanished from the poison toad’s face.
The eyes that had aimed for mutual destruction slowly hardened.
That Prismatic Eight magical girl, Silver Serenity.
A top-tier combat magical girl like Kurokawa Ren wasn’t captured by him directly, but ‘introduced’?
Does that make sense?
By whom?
What lunatic could pull that off?
No answer came to mind.
…No, he didn’t want one.
At least among the top executives he knew, none had the power or authority to dare such a thing.
And that was only natural.
Because.
“That person,”
Leteus said slowly, driving in the final nail.
“is Executive Director Kim Taegon.”
“…!!”
Kim… Taegon.
That single name silenced the poison toad, as if already dead.
He was one of the ‘Five Pillars’ far above even them, the so-called ‘core’ of the Villain Alliance.
A villain among villains who had ascended to the ‘executive’ position.
He’d never met him personally.
But the poison toad remembered nearly dying after a chance encounter with someone considered on the same ‘executive level’—the Knight of Pure Love.
That name alone made it instantly clear.
This was defeat.
Complete.
Irreversible.
If Leteus hadn’t kidnapped Ren but received her through introduction, it wasn’t mere ‘ownership’—it was formal allocation via transaction.
Secondary owner.
In other words, her ‘seller,’ Kim Taegon, also held ‘rights’ to that pussy.
And.
Compared to the primary owner—himself, the ‘biological father’—Kim Taegon was a monster whose authority transcended law, morality, and life itself.
Even if he tore apart one top executive, he’d probably just get a mild scolding.
Besides, someone like Leteus, receiving that woman from Kim Taegon, was already ‘his man.’
It was all over.
“Guhhh…!!”
From his gaping mouth, saliva mixed with blood drooled out.
“That pussy… I wanted to eat it so bad until it was ripe…!!”
Leteus didn’t respond.
He simply held Ren’s back, silently looking down at the monster with its head bowed.
“…Is that all you have to say as her father?”
“Fuck yeah, it is!”
The poison toad screamed like a madman.
“We’re not fucking humans?! Paternal love or whatever— for monsters, sex drive comes first!”
Spit flew.
With bloodshot eyes, he glared at Leteus.
“If you’re a monster too, you must’ve fucked your mom’s pussy as a kid to learn about sex!!”
“…Yeah, pretty much.”
Leteus nodded.
Simply.
Surprisingly devoid of emotion.
In that brief silence.
Slash.
A blade drawn from the demon’s hand struck precisely at the poison toad’s nape as it wailed.
Not the heart—severing the throat before the tongue.
To ensure that filthy mouth would never open again.
By now, night had deepened.
Moonlight floated calmly in the sky, quietly enveloping the world.
During that time… if she’d slept unknowingly in his arms, maybe that would’ve been for the best, Leteus thought more than once.
Today had thrown too many absurd events at Ren.
So all day, he’d carried her princess-style, gently walking until she calmed.
And now, he’d finally brought her to the bedroom door.
But Ren still stared blankly into space, her eyes red-rimmed.
Leteus looked down at her, feeling his heart tear apart.
This woman he loved so much was suffering like this, and he could do nothing.
That fact felt like unbearable punishment.
Still… sleep was the start of recovery.
For now, all he could do was wait.
With the curse of the sound gate, she couldn’t self-harm… and enduring without breaking in this situation was a miracle.
Leteus had originally planned for tonight.
To wait at the escape tunnel she’d been secretly digging.
The night he’d prepared a proposal: Don’t leave, stay with me forever.
…But.
Just knowing she hadn’t been raped was reason enough for gratitude.
He gently laid her on the bed and turned to leave quietly.
That’s when it happened.
Grab.
A tentative tug at his clothes from behind.
…A first.
This angel-like woman reaching for him first.
“…Ren?”
As he turned quietly, Ren was crying again.
Even after all the tears from morning, fresh ones flowed from her reddened eyes.
Her gaze fixed on the floor, she spoke in a small voice.
“Um… what should I do now…?”
“…”
“Until now… I tried so hard to be a good daughter, to get praise from Mom… But… she never loved me to begin with.”
She said, voice breaking.
“So now… what am I? Now that I know this reality… I can’t go back to the family… No, I don’t even want to. I never… want to see that place again…!”
That was the moment.
Whoosh.
“…!”
Leteus pulled her wordlessly into his arms again.
Not hot, not cold—just endlessly careful, tender warmth.
Ren gasped softly in surprise.
His embrace was wide, his arms firm as if made to fully cradle her crumbling form.
Leteus sat beside her then.
Meeting her upturned gaze, he quietly placed a hand on her head.
Warmly, softly, and oh so slowly, he stroked her hair as he began to speak.