Chapter 60
Chapter 60
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: 9th Floor. Shock and Horror
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"Ugh..."
The slime had taunted me, and I just couldn't hold back.
As the master leading the onaholes, there was no way I could tolerate being pushed around by that pathetic slime and end up as the party's weakest link or some nonsense like that.
This should have been enough to teach it a solid lesson.
I propped up my upper body without anything spread on the ground, realizing I was still naked.
Honestly, at this point... but even so, as a civilized person, wearing clothes was a basic necessity, right?
"Did I overdo it? My back feels a bit..."
Just like this body's abnormal recovery power and physical abilities, my stamina seemed to have been tweaked by that bastard User too—it felt inexhaustible. Still, the excessive release left my lower body aching as always.
As I patted my back and scanned for my clothes, I spotted some twitching movements.
In the still-steamy cave, the thick hood that looked suffocating even from afar revealed its identity.
The suspicious merchant.
He was crouched with his back to me, fiddling intently with something, seemingly oblivious that I'd woken up.
What the hell was he doing?
"Hey, merchant."
"Eep!!"
At my tap on his shoulder, the merchant jolted in surprise, and whatever he held in his hand dropped to the ground with a thud.
Vintage wine-colored hair with a subtle sheen, slightly altered proportions but still eye-catchingly voluptuous curves, and a black eyepatch covering her eyes.
A familiar silhouette.
What had fallen from the merchant's hand was Kali, stripped of all her gear for "fuel replenishment."
Oddly enough, I remembered pumping a generous load into Kali too, yet she somehow looked pristine now.
"What, did you clean her up or something?"
"..."
The merchant, still facing away, groped around his face for a moment before turning around.
"..."
"Why aren't you talking?"
Gulp.
Though hidden, I heard his Adam's apple bob, and the silent merchant rubbed his throat as if it were parched.
"...Yeah. The poor thing looked pitiful after being used so roughly by the customer, so I just took care of her a bit."
'Do onaholes even need maintenance...?'
Sure, they seemed to feedback sensations even in onahole state, but with their durability buffs, they shouldn't break from a little rough handling.
Being alive, any minor damage would heal anyway.
I'd been careful not to tear or ruin them in the first place.
The merchant awkwardly lifted Kali with trembling hands and stowed her in the backpack.
"...I'll wait outside. This cave reeks too much of the customer."
"Uh, sure."
"And customer, you're way too careless."
With those cryptic words, the merchant left, finally letting me inspect the cave properly.
Golden rice cake orbs bulging full, wet stains scattered on the floor, Severa hanging from the ceiling in place of a lamp—tied more securely with her anal plug on display—and Kali, who'd just been tucked into the backpack.
'That slime, though—it looks exactly the same when it reforms. Well, amorphous blobs gonna amorphous.'
I placed the evolved slime on my palm and shook it; it jiggled like a water balloon just fine.
"Human copulation is quite fascinating. Not a bad way to alleviate boredom."
"Guh."
The Blue Tongue yawned hugely from the corner, coiled up, stretching its maw wide in morning greeting.
Why was this lizard so obsessed with human bodies? Naked as I was, I hurriedly covered myself with my hands.
As if my reaction amused it, the Blue Tongue chuckled and rose from its spot.
"Acting shy now, human? After parading it all night?"
"No, that wasn't my—"
The Blue Tongue, a full head taller than me, loomed with its blue maw split wide—an overwhelming pressure.
A bead of sweat trickled down my spine.
Smack!
"Gaaahhh!!!"
Then its red tail whipped my back.
Like being clubbed, all air fled my lungs as I crumpled.
"You crash here one night and fill my cave with the stench of a rutting male. Who knows how long it'll take to air out."
"S-sorry... but it wasn't my fault, I swear! You saw it! I'm just cockbait!"
Like those cheap Chinese game ads promising 200 pulls if you kneel and shake your ass, I dropped to my knees before the Blue Tongue.
Feel the power gap?
I'm the real pathetic cockbait loser here.
Gruk-gruk—it vibrated its throat sacs.
As if I were a joke, the Blue Tongue eyed the backpack with the onaholes.
"You're a strange one, human. I've lived long, seen adventurers in these wilds with exceptional talents, but nothing like you."
Figures. I never expected this bullshit power either.
"Weak on your own, but with those... this jungle holds no fear for you."
"Unfortunately, my goals are bigger than that."
I tried slipping into my clothes while it fixated on the backpack, but its tail coiled around me, foiling the plan.
Kiyaaaaah!!!
So firm! Yet squishy! What the hell?!
"Goals, eh? Care to share, human?"
"Bury that world-fucking bastard Apocalypse in reverse, then get home safe."
"Apocalypse..."
Hearing my answer, the Blue Tongue gazed at the ceiling, flicking its tongue a few times, then released its tail.
A faint smirk tugged at its mouth, as if pleased.
Did lizards even have that range of facial muscles? Its skeleton wasn't your average lizard anyway, so whatever.
"Impressive. Big dreams suit a great warrior."
"Huh? Going home's a 'big dream'?"
How fucked is this mad world that getting home's an epic feat? Where the hell did that asshole 112.311 dump me?!
Next time, cram it full of crabs in a barrel.
"Isn't stopping Apocalypse that? A miracle beyond even all races united. Humans with mages always spouted such talk."
"They all failed anyway. Bet they didn't truly believe it'd work."
Maybe some chased it for glory or riches, but apocalypse-scale denial is human nature.
It's a cliché in movies and novels, right?
Doom hits, people reject reality.
"They probably just did it because they had to."
I slipped on my somehow spotless T-shirt.
"Some out of duty, some for pay, some for honor, some forced into it."
"And you, human?"
"Me? Some psycho tossed me here without warning, so I got no choice."
At that, the Blue Tongue grukked again, amused.
"You're a fun one, human."
"Which part? Fill me in so I can laugh too."
But it just grrrk-grrrked mysteriously, no spoilers.
"I never wanted to be a great warrior. Just the village's strongest, so they shoved it on me. Such a hassle."
'Great warrior's just scut work, huh.'
Thought it was prestigious; guess it's "strongest guy does it."
"Hunt soon?"
"Let's eat first, then head out."
The Blue Tongue licked near my face approvingly and turned to leave.
I snatched my pants and yanked them up—
But its tail slipped between my legs, denying me civilization.
"You're a fine male, human. But if you're embracing females, love them equally."
"What?"
"That merchant human—isn't she your female too?"
Knowing the merchant was a devil—succubus—I nearly blurted, 'If she's mine, we're in deep shit,' but held back.
Dream devil, succubus... had I done something reckless?
Realizing the merchant's parting words, cold sweat poured. Dehydration level?
"You ignored her, so she pitifully suckled your seed in her mouth. Had to say something."
"No way that's..."
My eyes flicked to Kali in the backpack. That explained her unnatural cleanliness.
Even a succubus go that far?
As I pondered how to face the waiting merchant, the Blue Tongue continued.
"Lucky your seed's plentiful; no shortage for me."
"Huh?"
To my baffled query, it grabbed its spear without reply, slithering out tail-first.
"Hey! What the hell does that mean?!"
Kiyaaaaah!!!
Indescribable horror engulfed me.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "...Alright, let's move."
"Yeah."
"If it's quick, how about staying another day in the village?"
Village grub had stuffed us full, but after morning drain, I felt listless. The merchant avoided my gaze unlike yesterday. The Blue Tongue sauntered ahead leisurely.
Thus, our party to slay the Alraune set off from the village.
'Grab the Alraune, bolt to the 10th floor.'
Escape plan formed in my head.