Chapter 190: Then Just Touch Them!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 190: Then Just Touch Them!
5% of Kim Min-su's Protagonist Share has been absorbed by Baek Tae-yang.
Current Ratio: 55:45
Once the ratio becomes equal, the process will be irreversible.
"...He lost more?"
This was after Kim Min-su had failed Wonderland in spectacular fashion.
Even after losing 5%, Chubby Ahn felt like his heart had dropped into his stomach, but for this to happen again so suddenly...
Chubby Ahn stared blankly at the message floating before his eyes.
"There's only 5% left now."
Only 5% remained until the ratios were equal.
He had no idea what more he could possibly do to turn this situation around. He had done everything he could for the guy.
So why was everything spiraling toward the worst possible outcome?
"This is ridiculous."
With a bitter expression, Chubby Ahn put a cigarette in his mouth.
It was his first time smoking in his life, but he figured that in a situation like this, 'a man is supposed to smoke.'
"Hack, cough... Cough, wheeze... Hack! Why the hell do people enjoy smoking this crap?"
The moment he took a drag, the bitter taste and unpleasant white smoke were immediately expelled in a fit of coughing.
But stopping here would make him nothing more than a coward.
Chubby Ahn took another drag, held the smoke in his mouth for a moment, and then blew it out.
"I should probably teach Min-su how to do this too."
Thinking back to a movie he’d seen recently where the protagonist looked cool smoking a cigar...
Min-su had a decent face and a good enough vibe, so he’d probably look great with a cigar in his mouth. If he just sat there quietly smoking a cigar, women might just flock to him on their own.
'Well, that's not the important thing right now.'
Chubby Ahn refocused on the problem at hand.
"Noble is currently... in a bad spot, and I've got Min-su tucked away with that Ronin concept..."
Noble was currently under attack by a mysterious force.
A faction that pressured Noble while spouting nonsense about being 'True Nobles.'
In truth, Chubby Ahn had been so focused on that side of things that he hadn't been able to pay proper attention to Kim Min-su. That was why he’d come up with the Ronin concept—to keep him out of trouble for a while.
"If it's going to be like this... No... What if I just stick Min-su to Baek Tae-yang?"
If that guy solved an incident, Min-su could just wait for an opening by his side and snatch the credit away.
It was a brilliant, genius idea.
Chubby Ahn gave himself a standing ovation before sitting down at his computer. It was time to give a fresh answer to a question posted today.
"Besides, I need to know what exactly is going on myself."
The hope that he might gain a hint about the original author...
That was what drove Chubby Ahn.
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"What?"
"I think I need to go somewhere for a bit."
"Why?"
"Well... uh... because I have a good reason?"
"And?"
I was currently in a very difficult position. I felt like I was slowly sinking into an antlion's pit that no one could save me from.
'I knew it would turn out like this.'
But this was even worse than I had imagined.
After deciding to go to Rubenia and agreeing to cooperate with the Saintess, I realized Melanie's existence too late.
'Now that I think about it, she did say her fiancé was coming.'
But that part didn't matter much.
According to Kang Tae-min's investigation, the fiancé was buried in backlogged work and wouldn't arrive until next month. Since I didn't plan on staying in Rubenia for nearly a month, the timing was perfect. If anything, it was better because I could handle things one by one.
'But a person's feelings don't work like that.'
She’d told me her fiancé was coming, and this was already the third time she’d asked me to stop neglecting her.
And yet, I was ignoring all that to head overseas? It was a perfectly valid reason for her to be upset.
As a result, Melanie was facing me in a state of absolute fury.
"Do you have any idea how many times I've told you not to leave me alone?"
"Three times..."
"Exactly! And you! Knowing that! Are doing it! Again?!"
Her Main Skill reacted to her emotions, and gun barrels began to manifest one by one behind her back.
Starting from handguns to missiles, cannons, and even a crackling railgun. It was practically a visualization of just how immense her rage was right now.
'Actually, there is a correct answer here.'
In a situation like this, the best thing to say would be, 'Do you want to come with me?'
That would instantly flip the situation from 'neglect' to an 'overseas trip event.'
'But how can I take her when I don't know what's waiting for us?'
I couldn't say for sure that there were zero risks, so I couldn't give her that answer.
Rather than recklessly taking her along just to appease her, it was better to soothe her as much as possible and have her wait at the safe Victory Academy. That was the most ideal path in my mind.
'But soothing her is the hard part.'
Melanie seemed truly livid, and she showed no sign of backing down.
"Always! You take care of all the other women! And! You know!? You do all those lewd things with them! But me! It's always just me you leave behind!"
[Master, at times like this, you should just lay her down and drive your cock in deep. No matter how prickly a bitch is, she won't be able to resist the pleasure of her womb being throbbed—]
It's distracting, so don't talk to me right now.
I cut off Chun-hyang's words like a blade and looked at Melanie.
The atmosphere had been good when we first entered the empty club room after school. In fact, Melanie had looked like she was expecting something.
'But I couldn't talk to her in a crowded place when I knew she'd get angry.'
It was less burdensome to be scolded in a private space than in front of everyone. However, that expectation of being alone was making Melanie even angrier.
"How many times do I have to say it? It was like this in Gladire, and during the Joint Training festival too! And this time, I even told you my fiancé was coming!"
"How much longer do you plan on leaving me alone before you're satisfied?!"
I spoke up as soon as Melanie finished her sentence.
"I know. That's why I finished all the research. I looked into the fiancé's name, what kind of company Moros Child is, and I calculated exactly when he's arriving..."
"Oh, so because you've calculated it all, it's okay to ignore me now? Is that it?"
Ah, crap.
I had momentarily forgotten that she was the daughter of a conglomerate head and the heir to a corporation. My statement failed to account for the fact that she was more skilled than anyone at interpreting language in this way.
'A mistake.'
I’d been dealing with the moronic Kim Min-su for so long that my own level had dropped this much.
"That's not what I meant. I meant I wanted to eliminate the risk factors one by one."
"And I suppose going to Rubenia alone with the Saintess is part of your 'risk elimination' process?"
The Pope is going too, and so is Baelson.
I couldn't bring myself to say those words out loud. That wasn't the point right now.
"There's a really important reason for this..."
"Hah... I let it slide with Yu-min and Su-jin... but I absolutely cannot stand being pushed aside for someone who came after me."
"Huh?"
She was worried about that?
No, but I can't help that.
Two responses flashed through my mind simultaneously, but neither was appropriate to say.
'But what exactly can't she stand?'
Her face was flushed bright red as she said she couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't follow her train of thought. Wasn't she already 'not taking it' by yelling at me?
'Is she going to use her skill?'
With the gun barrels already on the verge of firing, saying she couldn't hold back anymore was a very dangerous statement.
Tug, pop, pop.
'Hmm?'
Contrary to my worries, Melanie showed a completely different side.
"You do... you do... all sorts of things with the other women! But with me, all you've done is doodle on my thigh! Does that make any sense?!"
"Huh? Wait, what are you...?"
Melanie was incredibly aggressive as she unbuttoned her school uniform, revealing her white breasts.
Her soft, pale breasts, visible between the black lace of her bra, drew my gaze.
"Touch them!"
"What?"
"If you're going to make all these excuses every time you neglect me, then just touch them! Show me through your actions that it's not because you hate doing... lewd things with me!"
How did the situation escalate to this?
Melanie stood there with her upper chest exposed and her head bowed low, while I stood in an awkward posture. To an outsider, it would look like I had forced her to strip through blackmail.
"Melanie, this is..."
"What about it? You can do it with the others, but you can't do it with me?"
Her sharp words made me feel both that she was incredibly cute and that this wasn't quite right. I questioned whether touching her breasts like this was the right move.
But then again, I felt it would be wrong to turn down the feast laid out before me.
"Hurry up and tou—ngh... haah..."
Before Melanie could say another word, I placed my hands on her breasts.
As if she had been waiting for it, a moan escaped her immediately. Even though I had avoided her nipples and just squeezed the mass of her breasts, her reaction was this intense.
Just how sensitive was she?
"More... more... hng... ah... th-that's enough... ahh...!"
After letting out one last deep, erotic moan, Melanie hurriedly backed away.
My handprints remained vividly on her snow-white breasts, spreading like fever blossoms.
"If you... ignore me again... I'm really going to be furious! Even more than this!"
With those words, Melanie quickly buttoned her uniform, hugged her chest tight, and ran out of the room.
I stood there, mindlessly squeezing the air, recalling the sensation I had just felt.
'...This is crazy.'
My erection showed no sign of subsiding, pitching a tent as if it were about to tear through my pants.
I should stop by my house before heading to Rubenia.