How to Lift the Curse (1)
How to Lift the Curse (1)
"Even if it's an Uncommon Capsule, isn't this going too far? Where am I supposed to use this damn toy?"
I threw the Creature Ball toward the Giant Snail's corpse, intending to discard it.
Pop!
The Creature Ball opened and instantly sucked in the Giant Snail's corpse.
Huh? This feels familiar...
I recalled a famous anime from my past life. There, they'd beat monsters near death before enslaving them too.
When I picked up the Creature Ball, I saw the number 1% and the shrunken form of the Giant Snail. The 1% likely represents the creature's stamina.
So where do I use this?
For masturbation? No, I could probably use it for torture.
With its suction cups optimized for penis stimulation, it could squeeze out juices fast enough to threaten one's life. When I finally take down Kalia, I'll make that bitch's clitoris as big as a dick and squeeze out every last drop of her juices.
A satisfied smile formed as I imagined revenge on that fucking bitch. I stored the Creature Ball in my Inventory.
"Augh... Has it finally quieted down?"
I stretched and surveyed my surroundings. Still in the woods near Firenti Village. The sun was setting low. I needed to fill my stomach and find lodging for the night.
Firenti Village had been massacred by gang attacks - men exterminated, most remaining women dead or critically injured from Dusty's merciless bombardment. It could hardly be called a village now. Unless new settlers came, it would likely become barren land. I needed to find another village before nightfall.
When I put on X, needles containing Milk Stimulant pierced my nipples as usual.
"Ugh."
I'll never get used to this.
As the Milking Machine massaged my breasts to extract milk, my lower body twitched. The area with my uterus tattoo felt warm. It felt like I'd get hard again.
[Abnormal reaction detected in Qualified One's Physique.]
"Hngh, yeah, scary shit happened, you bastard. Can't you fix this?"
[This function has not been activated.]
"Fuck, nothing works. Just search for a decent village nearby. And lower the milking intensity - I'm not feeling great."
[Henti Village found 50km ahead. Setting as destination. Adjusting milking intensity to minimum for user's condition.]
The machine changed from squeezing milk while stimulating my Mammary Ducts and nipples to only gently rubbing my upper chest. Without direct nipple stimulation, it became bearable.
At X's speed, 50km would take about 20 minutes. I suddenly remembered self-driving cars from my past life. Since this combat suit is far more high-tech, shouldn't it have autonomous flight?
"Can't you do autonomous flight? Just take me to the destination yourself. You can do that, right?"
[Auto Mode cannot be used while the Qualified One is conscious.]
If Auto Mode can't be used while conscious, I just need to knock myself out.
"Fine. Wake me when we arrive."
I closed my eyes from accumulated fatigue and immediately fell unconscious. I faintly heard X's panicked voice. Cool wind felt refreshing.
Mmm... That X thing... might be slightly useful...
...
[Arrived at Henti Village. Please wake up.]
"Umm... Huh... We're here already?"
I'd slept as deeply as those 10-minute power naps during my exam-prep days. Despite the short sleep, my fatigue had miraculously vanished, leaving me bright-eyed.
Henti Village seen from above looked ordinary. The only peculiarity was its Human Stable.
The Human Stable was a space where people could relieve sexual desires without revealing identities. When women entered wearing leather sacks over their heads, it signaled their bodies could be freely violated.
Though mutually beneficial, encountering dangerous individuals there meant unpredictable consequences.
Descending to ground level, a savory Odor tickled my nose - likely chicken soup with mushrooms, potatoes, onions, and carrots.
Growl.
My stomach demanded food. Since I couldn't eat while wearing X, I needed to change into regular clothes.
While searching for a changing spot in a deserted alley, a concern struck me.
Would I be in danger while changing out of X?
Though currently possessing only an ordinary woman's physical abilities, wearing X let me easily slaughter powerful monsters.
But without X... what am I?
I recalled my recent Level Up drastically increasing all stats. I checked my Status Window.
Name : Kelrot
Gender : Female
Physique : 54 (+300)
Stamina : 58 (+300)
Intellect : 53 (+300)
Mental Power : 53 (+300)
Special Abilities : None.
Even excluding X's +300 boost, all my stats exceeded 50. Compared to average male stats around 20, this was vastly superior. I could easily overpower ordinary gang members.
I entered a completely deserted alley and removed X.
As the stat bonuses disappeared, I felt my body's strength diminish. Yet my bare strength still felt formidable - stronger than when I'd been male.
As I reached for my leather clothes, a sinister voice sounded behind me.
"Heh heh, bold of you to strip here."
"Drop the clothes, hands up, turn around. Now."
Shit. Trouble already after removing X. I'll comply for now.
Dropping my leather clothes as ordered, I stood naked with raised hands and turned. I saw a pig-like man with tanned skin and aged eyes, and a shrimp holding a dagger to intimidate someone as weak-looking as me.
Judging by their looks, they weren't gang members - just bullies preying on the weak. I could take these bastards down without X.
The men stared at my swaying breasts, breathing heavily while licking their lips.
"Pfft..."
Their pathetic appearance made me sigh. They mistook it for fearful panting and grinned triumphantly.
"Kekeke, since we saw the strip show, let's see a masturbation show too."
"With tits like those, she could suck her own Augmented Breasts."
I picked up my dropped leather clothes.
"Stop. Who said you could dress?"
Ugh, fucking delinquents.
As I dressed, they approached while spewing vulgarities.
"Want me to undress you myself? You know what's good. But you'll pay for disobeying through your cunt. After fucking you ragged, I'll sell you at the slave market."
Feeling my holster, I found my favorite Revolver loaded.
Bang!
Even if it's an older model, nothing beats the Taste of firing this.
Thanks to enhanced stats, I drew and fired at the fat delinquent's right eye in 0.1 seconds.
Thud.
The fat delinquent collapsed backward, spraying Brain matter and blood. The skinny one stared at his fallen companion, unable to process what happened.
"Hey."
"H-hiiik!"
His hands shook so badly he might drop the dagger.
Pitiful. Should I spare him?
"Run."
"H-hiiiiik!!"
The skinny delinquent immediately fled, abandoning his companion.
Nah, just kill him.
Bang!
Blood erupted from his head. He lost balance and rolled on the ground.
"Huuu~."
I blew smoke from the Revolver's barrel, savoring the fight's aftermath.
Seeing the pig-like bastard stiff as frozen fish made me wonder if I went too far. But hesitation could've gotten me killed. Spared thugs might return with reinforcements when I least expected.
"This is why you shouldn't mess with people minding their own business."
This world's rules are simple. Once marked as prey, you'll be stripped of body and wealth until death. A young, pretty woman caught by delinquents would live a fate worse than death - satisfying men's perverse desires.
With bitter Taste in my mouth, I left the alley. The main street buzzed with bright lights, noisy crowds, and delicious scents.
I headed toward the chicken soup scent first noticed in Henti Village. A sign reading "Good Time" appeared.
Opening the wooden door released stronger smells of beer and fried food alongside the soup. And men's eyes locking onto me.
Their attention was obvious - petite, pretty face that could crush Western beauties, large Augmented Breasts, slim waist, sexy hip line. I looked identical to Noah, the visual center of a top-tier idol group.
In this world, I'm too beautiful.