Chapter 76
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: #2 Rampage (Gyeol Ryeong - Yokai Sex) (1)
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A week passed like that, then two weeks, and now three weeks in, with three more days gone by.
In that time, I'd kept working steadily as the inn's public flesh toilet.
At first, the name had given me some resistance, and there were moments when I'd rebelled midway through.
But now, I couldn't even understand why I'd resisted back then. The rebellious impulses that used to surge up like seizures several times a day barely surfaced anymore.
Nothing strange about it.
The strange one was my past self, rebelling for no reason.
"Heh heh, time to wash up, toilet girl."
"Yes...."
Pulled along by the iron chain around my neck, I crawled awkwardly after the customer out into the hallway.
It was to keep from dirtying the corridor with the semen sloshing inside me.
Not being treated like a human at all, but then again, I was just a toilet. No problem whatsoever.
Once in the communal bathroom, I served him first like a slave, washing his body.
I sprayed water on his towering erection, and since there was no body wash... I lathered up soap, cleaned him thoroughly... especially taking extra care with his cock, scrubbing it meticulously.
It was just service for cleaning, but even that was enough to make his cock stiffen up hard again.
"Damn it. I was trying to hold back, but it got hard again. Get on all fours and stick your ass out."
Since I'd made it hard myself, I had to take responsibility. That was only natural.
As I assumed the position, that impressive rod plunged into my still gooey, filthy hole.
Haah... Hng... Haaang...
Under the hot shower spray, I shuddered and climaxed over and over with each thrust he hammered into me.
Spurt, spurt, spurt.
He filled my pussy and womb tight with semen, then pulled out and made me clean his cock again.
I handled it carefully, trying not to get him hard once more as I washed it... but of course, I couldn't stop the erection.
But any more would exceed the reserved time. So even though he demanded one more round, I had to refuse.
"Tch... Can't be helped."
After that, once he was fully washed, I dried his body meticulously with a towel and even helped him dress.
Of course, I was still completely naked.
With the iron chain leash fastened back around my neck, I crawled out into the hallway again.
Water dripped steadily from my hair, which I'd only roughly shaken out without properly drying.
As I emerged into the corridor, I ran into Dom.
She looked much the same as me—naked on all fours, being led by her leash alongside a customer.
For a fleeting moment, our eyes met in the hallway.
Dom flashed me a delighted smile, "Ah ha♡," and passed right by.
For an instant, some strange sentiment flickered before my eyes, but I couldn't identify it.
I just got urged on with a "Hurry up and move," yanked by the leash, brushed aside the pointless thought, and crawled forward again.
Business at the inn continued on like this.
But lately, things had gotten quite leisurely.
The first ten days or so, customers had been nonstop, filling up nearly every hour of the day. Any free time meant getting summoned by the owner to serve him.
But recently, the number of guests had dropped off sharply.
Especially the regulars—they seemed to have vanished entirely.
That 'lingerie shop manager' guy and the men from the 'labor office'; they'd pounce on any opening like clockwork to book a slot.
'Maybe they're out of money.'
I was the public flesh toilet, sure, but using me cost a pretty penny. You had to offer up things like yokai cores, after all.
Dom was in a similar boat.
I asked if she had any guesses about why, but she claimed she didn't know.
Though it was that same inscrutable smile as always, and for some reason, it felt like I couldn't trust her words.
So I suspected she knew something but didn't pry.
With fewer customers per day and more free time, I'd been summoned to the owner more often, getting mounted by him.
But even that had been temporary. For the past two days, he'd holed up in his room for some reason, neither coming out nor calling for us, so now things were much more relaxed.
In the downtime, I put on proper clothes for the first time in ages and wandered the bustling streets.
Even as the inn's public flesh toilet, I felt like there was something I needed to do here.
I didn't know exactly what, but I trusted my instincts and roamed the busy districts.
Something seemed visible.
Something seemed within reach.
But in this state, with no clear goal or reason, I could never quite grasp anything decisive and always ended up back here.
'...Feels like I need to meet someone....'
Who could it be?
Definitely someone with pink hair in twin tails, super cheerful personality, I think.
'Name had something like... Yang... something Bong.'
I tried to recall, but it wouldn't come.
No point chasing what wouldn't surface, so I let the thought fade quickly.
Back at the inn, Dom greeted me.
But she didn't look right.
Slumped against the wall at the entrance, she was covered head to toe in suspicious, thick white fluid.
The same stuff dripped steadily from between her splayed legs.
And unusually, her face showed extreme exhaustion. No reservations today, though.
"You're... late... Ryeong... The owner... called me... said not to wash... for a long... time...."
She weakly pointed upstairs toward the owner's room. Tense but composed, I said I understood.
First, per inn rules, I stripped naked at the entrance, clutching my outer clothes and underwear to my chest, then headed to the owner's room.
"Excuse me."
As I opened the door and stepped in, a thick, suffocating lewd stench hit me immediately.
Back then, it would've made me want to pinch my nose, but at some point, inhaling this scent made my body react instantly.
Specifically, heat rising all over, breath catching, something deep in my lower belly growing hot and steamy....
Just from that, my legs nearly buckled, but I forced strength into them and went inside.
The owner's room was a total mess in every way imaginable.
It had once been perfectly cleaned by me and Dom, but it was back to its old state.
No—even worse, maybe.
Back then, it was just everyday trash scattered around, but now there were fragments of all sorts, piled clothes, collapsed walls, gashes in the floor—complete chaos.
Passing the cluttered entry space, deeper in.
There was the cramped room crammed with junk, a TV, a bed, and on the bed, a huddled figure breathing raggedly: some inhuman thing.
It was a yokai.
Yokai power leaking uncontrollably, reason on the brink of vanishing.
Looking at it, a sudden surge of killing intent welled up inside me.
Plenty repulsive, but I didn't feel disgust or fear.
Just the thought that it needed to be eliminated.
"...?"
By the time I noticed, a pure white flame was blazing in my hand.
An incredibly familiar flame. But as just the inn's flesh toilet, I had no idea what it was.
Reacting to my flame, perhaps.
The monster on the bed—the owner—turned to look at me.
"Uh, ah... you're... here...!"
"......Yes, I'm here."
"Th-that... flame... the flame...!! Get rid... of it...!"
He reacted spasmodically to the fire in my hand, then glared at me, eyes flashing.
Eerie purple-glowing eyes. Staring into them erased my will. I was used to it now.
The flame in my hand vanished.
Instead, the faint warmth I'd felt moments ago ignited fiercely, burning through me from head to toe.
Squirt, squirt.
Meeting the owner's eyes, I climaxed on the spot, squirting from my pussy like a water gun.
"Ah, aaah...♡"
"Speak...! What... are you...?"
"I am—"
The mind-numbing light of grace.
Gazing into it, I answered as deeply imprinted in my mind.
"I am your personal flesh toilet...."
With the same confession as always, I felt something leave me, flowing into the yokai before my eyes.
Empowered, the owner yokai laughed joyfully in a horrific, scraping-metal voice.
Yesterday and today, the owner hadn't called for me.
Just dragged Dom into his room and fucked her all day.
I didn't particularly mind, but yesterday with only one customer, the emptiness had been huge.
"Mmm... Chup♡... So... yesterday, outside your door... slurp...♡ I masturbated... Did you hear...?"
"Grh, hng...! Yeah, I heard... Heard it... Wanted to bust the door down and fuck you senseless...!"
His words stirred no particular emotion in me.
Obviously, that's what happened.
But hearing he wanted to fuck me made my chest and belly itch deep inside all at once.
Hiding the itch, I sucked the cock in my mouth even more fervently.
"Ung...♡"
At the same time, I writhed at the fingers plunging into my pussy.
A grotesque arm sprouting from the owner's back stretched long, shoving fingers into my prone pussy and stirring them around: chup chup chup.
He left his cock to me, toyed with my pussy using the new hand, and meanwhile buried his face in the clothes and underwear I'd offered earlier, sniffing deeply: snuffle snuffle.
Does the smell of my clothes really turn him on that much?
If he wants to sniff, he could just smell my body directly... Well, he'll probably do that later.
Come to think of it, it's been a while since I had to offer underwear to the shop manager.
Once, the owner brought a huge batch of my panties, and after that, he said no need to give them to the manager anymore.
Instead, from then on, offer both outer clothes and underwear to him.
'No wonder the manager vanished around then.'
The hazy thought dissolved quickly under the relentless fingering in my pussy.
Just being touched felt so good; I came over and over, bucking my hips.
Still, I finally made the cock in my mouth cum.
I diligently swallowed every drop of the massive load, even more pungent and bitter than before.