These days, Arin’s mind had been remarkably clear.
Or rather, perhaps she simply had no time to think?
"...Morning."
Every night, she was stabbed by a weapon, drenched in sweat, sent floating into the air, and then slept like a log. Her mental condition was at its peak.
There was nothing better for making her forget the past that had hung over her like dark clouds.
On the other hand, there were problems too.
"Ah... ah... Ahem! Cough!"
Her voice had gone completely hoarse from sucking, licking, and screaming.
Slide.
"Hah..."
The bite marks left all over her body stung, reminding Arin of last night’s desperate ordeal.
"Nngh..."
Tremble, tremble, tremble.
The hands and arms she used to brace herself on the floor felt numb and shook weakly...
Slosh~ Drip, drip, drip!
Tremble, tremble, tremble.
"M-My goodness..."
Her legs, the space between them still filled with Ryu-o’s seed, had no strength in them and trembled like a newborn fawn.
Looking over her body, Arin fell into serious contemplation.
"Should I... stop taking troll blood?"
For reference, Arin was a martial artist at the Transcendent Realm.
The Transcendent Realm.
It meant she had a body that would be perfectly fine even if she took a troll’s full swing head-on.
But she ended up like this just from having sex?
Because of her husband, who was merely a first-rate martial artist that had broken through Floor 10?
"I-I need to find a way."
Of course, it felt good while they were doing it. Too good—that was the problem...
But people could not live their lives doing nothing but things that felt too good.
Drugs were a prime example. They felt so good that people forgot everything else and lived only craving the drug.
As a woman, she could not let herself become that pathetic.
Men were naturally drawn to reliable women.
Thinking of her husband, who grew stronger every day, Arin prepared to head outside.
To obtain medicine that could replace troll blood.
"Nngh... Is that woman still at Chwihyangru, I wonder?"
**
This was a brothel at the far southern edge of the city.
Unusually for a red-light district, few people came here.
Of course, that did not mean the men lacked sexual desire.
The men of Labyrinth City visited red-light districts quite often too.
It was simply that this particular district was rundown, and the girls were nothing special.
The reason this red-light district could stay in business was simply...
Slosh, slosh.
"Hmm... Is that all?"
"I filled an entire jerrycan! That much is enough to turn even Sword Experts into helpless idiots!"
It was because, as a branch cell of Hedon, one of the major organizations in the south, they manufactured drugs that sent men and women alike completely out of their minds.
Ananta, the boss of the Veroe cell, looked around uneasily.
"Ugh... If the boss finds out about this much..."
Riner gave Ananta, who had been secretly skimming drugs off the top all this time, a bright smile.
"It’s fine! It’s fine! There’s no way we’ll get caught, right?"
Ananta’s eyes rolled back at Riner’s attitude—she had no solution, only blind optimism.
"You have no idea! Do you know what kind of person Hedon’s boss is?!"
"What kind of person?"
"One of the Three Kings of the South... Ah, forget it!"
"Okay! I see~!"
"Fuck..."
If she had not paid so much, I’d rat her out to the boss...
But what good would getting angry do? This was Ananta’s own choice too.
Her peers were in the middle of the south right now, happily fucking handsome men.
Meanwhile, she alone hid out at the edge like a criminal, living while breathing in exhaust fumes.
How could she not squirrel away something for herself under those circumstances?
Ananta was filled with thoughts of pulling a few more jobs, then leaving Labyrinth City for good.
To do that, she needed to build a decent relationship with this source of money.
Dreaming of a life as a rich layabout, Ananta glared at Riner.
"Keep your promise, got it? Tch... Guys!!!"
"Yes!!!"
"Half of you stay and make the drugs, and the other half come upstairs! I’ll explain the plan!"
Watching Ananta, Riner’s eyes sparkled as she spoke.
"Ananta... On the day my love is fulfilled, I’ll definitely repay you!!"
"Y-Yeah... Sure..."
What a load of shit. That psycho bitch.
Fuck, there wasn’t a single normal person in Labyrinth City.
In her mental notebook, Ananta wrote down a whole barrage of insults for Riner.
**
I arrived in front of the portal leading to Floor 13.
"Hmm, five Mimics..."
It was an incredible haul, but for someone whose eyes had gone bloodshot over gacha, it was a slightly disappointing number.
Still, it was fine. It was not as if I had to go around hunting Mimics myself, right?
I had called the Master over, so I should tell her that I wanted to buy Mimic corpses.
If I bought Mimic corpses, opened them up, and sold what came out again?
"...That’s literally duplicating money, isn’t it?"
Of course, that assumed the supply of Mimic corpses was infinite.
In reality, there was probably a limited number of them.
Otherwise, would all these adventurers in front of this portal be waiting here with such hungry looks in their eyes?
Humming to myself, I carefully put away the Floor 13 portal.
Rustle, rustle.
I put away all my equipment and took out a return portal.
It felt as though my body were being sucked somewhere.
After confirming that I had returned, I quickly stood by a pillar near the entrance and used [Mimicry].
My body gradually changed color.
It probably would not make much difference, but it was better than not using it.
As I held my breath behind the pillar, I heard a quiet voice.
"Ryu-o."
It seemed the Master had come wearing the Banshee’s Cloak.
I grabbed the cloak that suddenly extended from empty space and nodded.
"Thank you. Please turn around..."
"Y-Yes..."
Making as little noise as possible, I carefully took off my clothes.
Very slowly.
...
"Gulp!"
Drip... drop... drop...
"???"
"..."
What was that?
Naked, I pulled the cloak over myself as the Master had instructed and activated its function.
The Master’s finger emerged from empty space and drew a circle.
It seemed to be working properly.
I lightly took hold of the Master’s hand that had drawn the circle.
Grab...
Tremble! Drip...
"?"
Why did I keep hearing dripping...?
"Oh, my~ There are even more people todayyy~"
"Didn’t the Floor 20 people come too? Ugh..."
At the sound of the soldiers’ voices, I gently led the Master by the hand toward the outside.
Just as we had nearly reached the entrance...
"Sniff! Sniff sniff! Grrr... Woof woof! What the hell! Guard! There’s a fucking smell coming from in there!?!"
A beastkin with dog ears pointed directly at where we were standing.
"What are you talking about?"
"Fuck! It smells like a female in heat! Blech!"
The guard, who had turned slightly to look behind him, replied with an annoyed expression.
"Ha, even so, I can’t let you in early."
"I’m telling you, it’s real! Over there!"
"???? Where exactly?"
"Over there! In midair! Fuck! What’s wrong with the guards’ discipline?! Should I file a complaint?!! The guards masturbated while on duty!?!"
"Bwahahahaha!!"
"Or did you secretly let someone in? Some special treatment for raid members?!? Huh!!!"
Fed up with his continued obnoxiousness, the guard snapped.
"Ha... I’ll check. Tch..."
"Yeah! Go check already!"
"Eek...!!!!"
...Emergency.
I gripped the Master’s hand tightly and shifted slightly to the side.
The guard came near the spot where we had been standing and waved his hands through the air.
"Here?"
"Hmm... To the left!"
"Here?"
"More! Back!"
We made for the entrance, narrowly avoiding the guard’s hands.
"Fuck... What smell is he even talking about... Sniff sniff! What a pain in the ass."
The instant we reached the entrance, the dog beastkin pointed at us.
"Oh, the smell is stronger! Here! What the hell?!"
As the beastkin craned his neck out to inspect us, we swiftly slipped past him.
I hugged the Master and used a lightness skill.
Whoosh!
Tremble, tremble...
The more skilled adventurers noticed us and pointed.
"Hey! Something... Huh?!"
"I think I felt something too?"
"I don’t know what you mean."
"Fuck... I’m going after them!"
"Hey! The labyrinth is about to open..."
"I’ll be right back!"
Just as a chase was about to begin...
"I’m sorry."
"????"
I took out a Floor 8.5 portal in one hand and thrust my other hand inside the Master’s cloak.
Squish~♥
...Fuck. No, this wasn’t the time. In my rush, I had shoved my hand in blindly and grabbed the Master’s breast.
"????!?!?!?!?♥♥♥♥♥"
I could distinctly feel her trembling through my hand.
Jolt!! Trembleeeee...
And just like that, we were transported into an empty space.
I let go of her breast, pulled back the hood of the cloak, and spoke.
Rustle.
"Master, we’re safe here..."
"...Hic!"
"Master?"
The Master looked around the pitch-dark space with anxious eyes...
Trickleeeee...
The Master, who was in my arms, shook all over and wet herself.
"I-I’m sorry... Hic! I-I thought I was going to die... Execution... Ahh! Ah... P-put me down! No! Don’t let go of me! Hic... Waaaaah!!!"
Seeing how dark the ground was, the Master flailed even more desperately.
"Waaaaah... Ryu-o... Waaaaah!!!"
"M-Master! You can stand here! It’s okay!"
"Waaaaah! N-No... I don’t want to... I don’t want toooo..."
The Master had completely panicked.
Since I was the one who had made such an unreasonable request of her, I felt terribly sorry.
To think things would turn out like this.
I held the Master in my arms and patted her gently.
Pat, pat.
"It’s okay, Master. Come down slowly."
"Hic... Hic..."
I soothed the trembling Master for quite a while.
The Master, squirming in my arms, slowly began to lower herself to the ground.
Rubbing her entire body against mine.
Squeak... squeak...
"Uh... Uhh..."
When her feet touched the floor, the Master tightly embraced me and whimpered.
"Please... don’t let go of me..."
.........
Spring!!! Press!
"Eekyaaaak!"
This was seriously driving me insane...
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