I Thought We'd Get to Enjoy the Festival
"Fuck."
"Fucking hell!"
"This is fucking bullshit."
"Fucking seriously?"
The heroines suddenly started cursing. But there was no need to correct them. This wasn't a situation where anyone could hold back their swearing.
[Y-you fucking bastards!!!]
"Those goddamn pieces of shit."
Right now, we were in a brand-new world. Except this was the most fucked-up new world imaginable. To explain, I need to go back a day. Back to when we ran into the Lizard Beastman.
The Lizard Beastman had suddenly come looking for me, asking if I could help with something. Her expression was so serious that I couldn't help but tense up.
"What kind of job is it?"
"Do you remember the incident that happened after last year's midterms?"
The Lizard Beastman suddenly brought up something from after the midterms. Too much had happened since then, so I couldn't recall it right away.
"Not really."
"The Academy President's son's case."
"Ah, that fucking bastard!"
I remembered now. The Academy President's son had tried to commit bestiality and NTR at the Academy and got caught. And he wasn't alone—he and several others had been planning group bestiality and gang rape. It was lucky we caught them. If we hadn't, even the unicorns would've been wailing in sorrow. The President's son wasn't just a regular member either; he was the vice president of the bestiality group. The whole thing had been a massive problem.
But the real issue started after that. The President's son and a few others had been carrying drugs. The bestiality group members knew about the drugs and had even planned to use them. We'd thought it would end with just their twisted sexual fetishes, but it turned out to be tied to serious felonies.
[It was around chapter 85, wasn't it?]
'We've gone over a hundred chapters since then. Of course I don't remember.'
I felt my fists clench without realizing it.
"Don't tell me those bastards are showing up again."
"More precisely, they're scheduled to appear."
"When?"
"Tomorrow. That's why I came in such a hurry."
The Lizard Beastman bowed her head apologetically. She probably felt bad about making this request on the very first day of the festival when we were supposed to be enjoying ourselves.
Honestly, it didn't bother me much. This was just another checkpoint we'd have to pass through while taking down the Academy President anyway. Then a question occurred to me.
"Couldn't you have just called?"
"Ah."
The Lizard Beastman was competent enough to handle all the Academy President's incompetent work without issues, but she had this unexpected airheaded side. Not that I couldn't understand. The matter was urgent, so she probably couldn't stay calm.
"How did you find out about this, anyway?"
"......The President's son literally wrote it on his profile."
The Lizard Beastman fiddled with her phone and showed it to me. It was better this way. I wouldn't have to see whatever abyss was waiting, and if only I suffered, that was fine.
What appeared on the screen was the President's son's profile. His profile picture showed a person hugging an animal.
[This body already wants to quit, it does.]
'What a load of shit, seriously.'
I started reading the introduction written on his profile.
《Vice President of the Animal☆Lover Gentlemen’s Club.》
《Regular meeting in D-1.》
The star in the middle made it twice as disgusting. Still, figuring out how they got the schedule was the priority. Swallowing my disgust, I spoke to the Lizard Beastman.
"Did you try talking to him?"
"I already approached him with a dummy account."
The Lizard Beastman pulled out another phone and showed it to me. On the screen was a conversation with someone presumed to be the President's son.
As soon as I saw the chat, I spoke to the Lizard Beastman.
"You didn't save the President's son's real name."
"Then what should I call that pig bastard?"
"It's a fitting name. Good job."
From the chat, it was clear he was suspicious and cautious. Still, the Lizard Beastman must have handled it well enough to get the information. Just as I was about to ask how she'd sweet-talked him—
"Wait a moment. Please listen to me first."
The Lizard Beastman suddenly pulled the screen away. When I turned to look, she had a slightly flustered expression.
"Just so you know, I only chatted like this because I had no choice. Please don't misunderstand."
"I won't misunderstand, so just show me."
"......Understood."
Her trembling hands only made it more suspicious. But I decided to just understand whatever came up and move on.
That was a bit too hardcore to just brush off. The Lizard Beastman suddenly started staring at me desperately.
"I really had no choice but to chat like that."
"......"
"Please answer. I'm begging you."
"I understand."
Anyway, the President's son had trusted the other person and spilled the information based on just that conversation. The apple didn't fall far from the tree when it came to both libido and intelligence. I scrolled down further. This time, I needed to check the photo the President's son had sent.
The photo contained detailed information about the upcoming regular meeting. Time: tomorrow at 10 PM. Location: a relatively large pub room in a secluded corner inside the Academy. Required items: personal fetish gear and animal onesies to wear when entering the pub. And finally, syringes listed under optional items.
They were planning to rent out a room and go all out. Plus, the syringes being optional suggested they were planning to do drugs too. At that moment—
A message came from the President's son. At the same time, a photo was sent along with it. The photo contained a list of animals they planned to commit bestiality with. Just over ten different species. They really went all out. Without thinking, I impulsively sent a message.
Only after sending it did I realize my mistake. The Lizard Beastman freaked out and clung to me.
"Shin-woo! Why did you send that?!"
"Ah, fuck. It was so disgusting I messed up."
At that moment, a notification for a new message sounded. The sender was, of course, the President's son.
We couldn't let this fall apart here. This was my mistake, so I had to fix it.
The "1" next to the message disappeared, but there was still no reply. My heart pounded. The President's son had definitely read it, but there was no response. Just as I was nervously wondering what kind of message would come, one finally arrived from him.
At least it seemed resolved. Meanwhile, Piece started raging after seeing the message.
[How dare those fucking bastards use the name Gentlemen’s Club!!!]
'Those motherless bastards, seriously.'
The Gentlemen’s Club. A place only those who could pull every character with real money, no gacha bullshit, could enter. They didn't do any piece collecting. They just threw money at it and that was that. It wasn't a word those bestiality freaks had any right to utter. I wanted to throw my phone right then, but I barely held back. If I stopped here, everything would go to hell.
This time, making sure not to mess up, I slowly typed out a message and sent it.
An unexpected gain. If it was the VIP room, important people would be there. Since the vice president—the President's son—was participating, there was a high chance the president would be there too.
[Planning to target the president?]
'He must be connected to the drug route.'
The President's son was the vice president but knew nothing. Of course, expecting someone with that level of intelligence to know anything was laughable. So this time, I was aiming for the president. Even if the president didn't know about the drugs either, it wouldn't be a big problem. Since it was the VIP room, there had to be at least one person involved inside.
While I was organizing my thoughts, a message arrived from the President's son. He was probably about to tell me what I needed to enter the VIP room.
[Fuck, seriously.]
'Motherfucker.'
The moment I saw the actual password, I wanted to quit everything and beat the shit out of the President's son. Piece was also pissed enough to just keep swearing. I wrote my reply with even more difficulty than before.
Finally, the hellish conversation was over. I could roughly guess why the bestiality freaks had chosen this timing. During the Academy festival, entry procedures were loosened so outsiders could come and enjoy themselves. Outsiders were also excellent sources of money. So the bestiality freaks were taking advantage of this gap. Their plan was to infiltrate the Academy and enjoy their wild party.
I couldn't forgive them.
'Those bastards just ruined any chance of a webtoon adaptation.'
[If you have any conscience, don't say such nonsense.]