Chapter 165
Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Erotic Situation
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"We'll do a quick check."
Somewhere in the virtual reality world.
Baal and Asmodeus turned their gazes to the screens filling the room.
Countless monitors captured the Center of the World and her surroundings from every angle.
"360-degree full surround visuals: check complete."
"Sound equipment and mics: functioning normally."
The two demons, headsets on, meticulously checked the Center of the World visible beyond the screens.
"Dress? Confirmed. Bust size? Noted. Makeup? Good. Lingerie? Wearing it."
"Heels: good. Mini bag: confirmed. Confidence? None."
"Get it together. Love requires boldness."
"I know the theory. I do... but..."
The Center of the World kept pinching the side of her dress, trying to cover her exposed legs.
"This is just embarrassing."
"Men are extremely vulnerable to visual temptations. Of course, Lee Seung-hoon is mentally quite unique, so the effect will be minimal, but given his history of deep immersion in sexual exploration, there should be at least some impact."
"Better than nothing. Skip it, and you're in the red."
"Making my bust three sizes bigger is part of that too?"
With her other hand, she pressed down on her chest, which seemed ready to burst.
She'd enlarged it once before, but they said it wasn't enough and made it even bigger. Any lapse in focus, and the bust data would shred the dress data, popping out like popcorn.
"No man hates big breasts. Not even Lee Seung-hoon."
"You might love someone with small ones, but no one hates big ones."
"But..."
"Center of the World."
Asmodeus stated it in an emotionless voice.
"Breasts are truth. Unless you're some kind of deviant, men always prefer big ones. I guarantee it as the Demon of Lust."
"Yes..."
"Anyway, it's almost time. Spray the perfume now."
At those words, the Center of the World pulled the perfume from her mini bag.
Spraying the pink liquid from the heart-shaped glass bottle over her body released an indescribably seductive aura.
"Perfume co-developed with the Whore of Babylon. Spray 'Erotic Situation,' and naughty scenarios will naturally unfold with your crush."
"But I'm skeptical. Can that really bring down Lee Seung-hoon?"
"Consistent skinship and erotic situations imprint you as a romantic interest in their mind."
"Oh, like how a childhood friend you never saw that way suddenly becomes attractive after you accidentally glimpse them post-bath? Same logic."
Moments later, Lee Seung-hoon arrived.
"I didn't keep you waiting, did I?"
"No! Not at all! I just got here myself."
The two drew closer.
At that instant, the Center of the World tripped forward.
"Eek!?"
She fell onto Lee Seung-hoon, and the two tumbled around.
When she came to, she was straddling him from above.
"S-Sorry!"
Lee Seung-hoon said nothing.
Her massive breasts had buried his face, making it hard to even breathe.
"Effective."
"With Lee Seung-hoon's physical abilities, he could've caught the fall easily. Is this the Erotic Situation effect too?"
"Exactly."
Asmodeus pushed up her glasses.
Her pink eyes gleamed sharply beyond the flashing lenses.
"Today, Lee Seung-hoon will keep encountering situations like this."
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"A-Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Lee Seung-hoon, finally extricated from the valley of her breasts, and the Center of the World headed along the course the demons had planned.
"He buries his head in that massive slab of flesh, and his heart rate doesn't budge? Is he even human?"
"That's why he's perfect as our new boss—inhuman."
Their first date spot was a chat room in the virtual reality world.
"First time here, huh?"
"It's not a game—it's one of the chat lounges where people hang out and talk."
Filled with parks, fountains, and amenities for socializing, they ordered light coffee and desserts at one of the cafes.
"Start light. Exchange pleasantries, remind him of your bond."
Lee Seung-hoon spoke first.
"Lots of girls here."
His gaze drifted to the fountain outside the window.
Countless girls chattered and played there.
Few looked like real-world kids; most were cartoon characters, catgirls, giant chibi types—all cute as could be.
"Tteol-dya!"
"Hawawa! I'm the 12-year-old villainess lady!"
"Nya! Nyanyanya-nyang! Nyan-nyan!"
"Everyone say hi~?"
The adorable chatter brought a smile, but the Center of the World shook her head.
"All guys. No idea why, but 99% of the men here set their avatars as little girls. Mostly 20s and 30s, but some teens and 40s too."
"Gay?"
"Nope. Checked their minds—straight as arrows. That's what baffles me."
"Hmm."
"Anyway, how've you been?"
She asked after him, but Lee Seung-hoon was already at the fountain.
"Excuse me."
"Hawawa? What's up?"
"I hear 99% of you are men using girl avatars. True?"
"..."
Silence fell over the lively fountain.
"Stats say 99% of men—non-gay—use female avatars."
"E-Elizabeth doesn't know about that stuff!"
"And mostly 20s and 30s. Out in the real world, working. Is this how they satisfy their fetishes?"
The girls slunk away.
"Or a pure desire to be little girls? Not a fetish, not thinking their sexual self is female—what's the reason?"
"Elizabeth is... Elizabeth..."
"Just curious. Please tell me."
The villainess fled in tears.
"Nothing wrong with turning cute 'cause you love cute!"
Lee Seung-hoon returned to the cafe.
"Mammals stay maximally cute in infancy for survival. We evolved to adore baby animals. They're a group projecting their extreme cuteness fetish into VR."
"..."
The two demons whispered.
"Prioritizing his curiosity over proper chat with a woman."
"Blood must run ice-cold. Not sure the heart even beats."
"But we slipped the fertility potion into his coffee while he was gone. Not bad."
The rest of the talk went smoothly.
"You've changed a lot. Thought you'd stay in nun garb forever."
"Seeing so many people got me into beauty. What do you think of the new look?"
"Suits you."
The corner of the Center of the World's mouth twitched up.
"D-Do I look pretty?"
"Objectively, yes—you're a beautiful woman."
"And in your eyes?"
"Beautiful to me too."
Her chest tickled inside.
Her body kept twisting, toes twitching uncontrollably.
She squirmed in her seat.
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah, nothing."
Then Baal appeared.
"Oh! Lee Seung-hoon, isn't it?"
"Didn't expect you here."
"Heh, managing the ultimate corrupter generator you made is my job. Ah, and that lady—the Center of the World? Mind if I join?"
He played it cool, like seeing her for the first time today.
"Heard the news, Lee Seung-hoon? Humans treat this place like a community."
"That's what the fountain users' behavior screamed. Makes sense."
"Funner bit: the Eastern Hell folks haven't set good/evil standards here yet. Everything done here? No karma accrued—good or bad. They're slowpokes; it'll be centuries."
"Oh-ho..."
Baal, mission accomplished, bantered a bit more, then glanced at the Center of the World.
"Whoops—interrupting a date with a beauty. I'll leave you to it."
"Not dating. Just acquaintances."
"Oh my, my mistake. You look perfect together—like soulmates."
"Isn't it personality and values that matter, not looks?"
"So you ignore looks entirely?"
"Yes."
"Good lord."
Baal, mildly shocked, slunk away.
"Our plan's tanking."
"Lies. No man ignores looks completely."
"Let's move spots."
The Center of the World tried leading Lee Seung-hoon elsewhere.
"Anywhere you wanna..."
She stood first, turning.
Her breast slapped the rising Lee Seung-hoon's cheek.
Slap-!
He rubbed his cheek, standing.
"You okay!?"
Panicked, she stepped toward him.
Crack-!
Her heel snapped; off-balance, she toppled—tangling with him again, rolling.
"Ugh... Ah!"
When she recovered, she sat on his face with her butt.
"S-Sorry!"
"..."
As she lifted off, he stood and asked.
"Center of the World, adjusting your body is fine, but balance is off. Shrink bust and hips to restore equilibrium—no strain on movement. Better?"
The watching demons were aghast.
"That's a guy's reaction to a breast slap?"
"Impossible! Sat on by a woman's ass and no arousal!"
Meanwhile, the Center of the World felt utter despair.
'My benefactor doesn't see me as a woman at all.'
No ulterior motives let him say that.
More demon plans remained, but her wounded heart wanted to quit.
"Uh, Center of the World? Cracks in the floor?"
"Huh?"
That instant.
Cracks spiderwebbed the floor; no time to dodge—they plummeted.
'Deleted data zone!?'
Her specially weakened power manifested trendy human values into VR.
But unused values weren't gamified—all shoved into deleted data zones.
'No issue for me! Why'd we fall here!?'
The Erotic Situation's doing?
Shocked, she hugged the falling Lee Seung-hoon, scanning for safety.
'There! Let's go!'
Spotting undeleted data intact, she dragged him there.
"Whew, looks like I glitched."
"Interesting place. Where are we?"
"Deleted data zone—dump for unused info. First time inside."
She focused her mind.
Tried leaving, but her own security—preventing rogue data harming users—locked them for hours.
"Gonna take a bit..."
"Fascinating."
Lee Seung-hoon pointed at something.
Only then did the Center of the World survey the place.
'A hotel?'
Heart-shaped king bed.
Lace bed curtains.
Giant ceiling mirror.
Mini fridge sticker by the bed: [Ultra Potency Aphrodisiac Inside]
"Is that real?"
And the sign above the door he pointed to.
[Cannot Leave Until You Have Three or More Children]
Her face flushed crimson.