Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Instilling the Toilet Mindset
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It's time to instill the mindset of a toilet.
"Ah~ What a shame."
"Ooh? Oh! I, I won!!"
If I'd won here, I was really planning to make her shit in a bucket. What a pity.
"C-Can I use the bathroom?"
"Yeah. I always keep my promises. Follow me."
I led Shin Nari straight up the stairs. It had been only a few days for me, but for her fractured sense of time, it must have felt like over a week. She had to be bursting with anticipation. Glancing back, I could see her feet trembling slightly as she climbed the steps.
"The bathroom's over there. Master has some things to do, so go ahead and relieve yourself, then come back down nicely. Got it?"
"Y-Yes! Th-Thank you, Master!"
Shin Nari clutched her stomach and bolted to the bathroom like she was about to explode.
"Glad she dodged the embarrassment, heh heh."
I could already guess what she'd be thinking after clinging to that last shred of dignity. This place was a remodeled regular house, and the front door was just a standard one that locked from the inside. I'd seen her eyes darting around like a chameleon earlier. Even in her desperation, she'd probably scanned the number of windows, the door lock type, and everything else with laser focus.
It was a matter directly tied to her survival and escape.
-Shhhhhhh
-"Nngh."
The sound of her stifling a grunt mixed with the loud rush of tap water. She'd cranked the faucet all the way up.
Typical girl—too embarrassed to let any shameful noises slip out?
From the sounds of it, she'd be in there at least five to ten minutes. No windows in the bathroom, so escape from there was impossible. For Shin Nari to get out now, her options were unlocking the front door, squeezing through the small window next to it, or risking a peek into another room.
She was probably running through every scenario in her head, overheating her brain to pick the one with the highest survival odds.
For all her looks, Shin Nari had been a top student in high school. Thinking back, while Jin Kyung-pil was one thing, she'd always scoped out the leaders who could benefit her life before approaching them, calculations complete.
The fact her hymen was intact proved she wasn't like those dumb delinquent girls fawning over tough guys and spreading their legs for anyone.
Her eyes had dulled from the conditioning, and her pride was worn down plenty, but calling me "Master" so obediently now was clearly laying groundwork for escape.
Either way, I grabbed the assembly modules for the next session's "chair" and hurried back to the basement.
Right after arriving, I quickly set up the "chair"—a portable delivery table from the OB-GYN—in one corner of the room. I'd disassembled and reassembled it myself when I salvaged it from that ruined hospital, so it didn't take long.
-Shhhhhhh, click
I'd left the door to the basement open on the way down, so I caught the faint white noise of the faucet cutting off abruptly.
About time.
Turning off the tap meant she'd finished her calculations.
-Creeeak
The bathroom door opened.
Click! Clunk clunk!
-"Wh-Why won't this...!"
Rattle rattle!
-"Ah... Ahh!"
Looks like she was trying the front door first, but that thing had double locks and vein-recognition smart locks on both sides—no dice.
-"Th-The window..."
Rattle rattle
Window was the same story.
Crash!
Just as I started up the stairs, glass shattered loudly. She'd chosen speed over stealth.
No worries, though. This was a remote village—no one around for 10km. A real ghost town.
Screech!
A thud as she tripped. Barefoot, she'd smashed the window inward and stepped right into the shards?
Dumb bitch.
Peeking at the entrance, she didn't seem badly hurt—just a small glass shard in her right foot sole, bleeding a bit.
"Eek! S-Stay back!!"
She was prying at the glass in her foot when our eyes met through the broken window. Terror-struck, she bolted like mad.
Limping hard—she wouldn't last long.
I calmly slipped on my shoes and stepped outside. She'd vanished into some alley in seconds. Barefoot, no footsteps audible.
Didn't matter.
I could see it plain as day.
Blood.
She'd left a trail screaming, "I'm going this way!" No way I couldn't track her.
I followed at a leisurely stroll.
That's when it happened.
-"Kyaaaaaaaah!!"
What the—?
My breath quickened.
Who'd she run into?
No one should be here.
All the village entrances had motion-sensor CCTVs linked straight to my training room building. No way someone reached the middle of the village without me knowing.
Besides, if kidnapped Shin Nari had escaped and bumped into someone, she'd beg for help—not scream.
Which meant—
-Kikikikikik
-Crunch, cruuunch
"Fuck."
Monster noises.
I sprinted to Shin Nari's position. There it was—humanoid at a glance, but no human.
A mummified humanoid monster. Skin dried to leather, covered in barnacle-like scales. Grotesque.
Species 003_F - 'Child of Dagon'.
Commonly called 'Fish Head' in contaminated areas.
'Why the hell is that thing here?'
The Fish Head gave me no time to think.
It thrust the bone knife in its hand at Shin Nari, cornered against the wall!
-Shwoooosh!
I launched myself without looking back.
Crunch!
"Ngh."
Grabbed the bone knife with one hand, snapped it with a hand chop from the other. Thin cut stung my palm.
But that was irrelevant.
Adrenaline from the monster roar numbed the pain, battle high kicking in. My ingrained slaughter routine kicked in mechanically.
-Kigeek!
It swung at my eye socket; I dodged by turning my head. Even in contaminated zones, I hated these Fish Heads most.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Humanoid, but annoyingly agile.
Maybe because it mimicked human movements,
instinctively predicting limbs like its own kind, countering clumsily.
A pain for non-Awakeners like me.
Scraaaape!
The bone knife grazed its skull, bone grinding on bone endlessly.
'Even barehanded, this is doable.'
But low-tier variants like this have clear limits.
They can only do one action at a time. Without that flaw, Fish Heads would be the worst in contaminated zones.
I'm a vet who knows it well.
So I hammered it unilaterally.
Finally—
Stab!!
-Kikikikigeek
I jammed the bone knife tip into its eye socket. It crumpled instantly. Not a kaiju—just a minion monster, no sweat barehanded.
"Huff—huuuff... Toilet Bitch, you okay?"
"Hic, hic."
Shin Nari just sobbed against the wall.
That life-or-death fight was pure nightmare for an Awakener who'd forfeited rights, never even seen a kaiju let alone its byproduct monster.
These things emit a unique aura messing with human psyches—her reaction was natural. Normally, her innate Mental Barrier talent might've resisted, but she's weakened to the brink now.
One step from breakdown, cornered by a beast... No wonder she spaced out.
"Toilet Bitch, Toilet Bitch—heyyy, you okay?"
Shaking her shoulders and calling brought focus back to her eyes bit by bit.
"Wh-Wh-What...? D-Don't pretend to care."
"I really do worry about you, Toilet Bitch. If shit like this happens, I'll always save you."
"D-Don't... lie..."
She started with informal, trailed off to polite.
Hmm... Submission level's come a long way.
Day one Shin Nari would've spat "Don't bullshit me, you psycho fuck."
I smirked inwardly, satisfied. Then I spotted her trembling legs inching away stealthily.
Can't let her go.
It's time to instill the mindset of a toilet.
A little different this time.