Time Alone

A female NPC with a body as black as Disnear’s.

She has an air of experience, but her appearance is definitely that of a woman in her 30s.

A black dress, black accessories, and a black crow – I really like this female NPC and the things next to her.

If Disnear is a fallen saintess, this crow noona is like a fallen queen.

Of course, her breasts are big. If they were small, they wouldn’t have stimulated my collector’s desire at all.

As if proving that she’s not just an ordinary NPC, she came out of the auction house and spent almost 7 billion gold on a rabbit demi-human.

Moreover, she’s aware of the player.

There are many newbie posts asking, “How do you tell the difference between an important NPC and just a passing citizen 1 extra in Leore?”

Especially since the Great Cataclysm update, which made all NPCs so hard to distinguish from real people, there have been even more.

Usually, the comments say things like, “There are no important NPCs and unimportant NPCs. Everyone is important.” But the top-tier users are different.

The main story isn’t the same for everyone; it’s like a tree trunk with many different stories branching off, each person becoming the protagonist of their own story. But a tiny minority, the top-tier users, aren’t satisfied with that.

No matter how many small branches there are, they’re all supported by a massive trunk.

To enter the quest that drives those small stories, the main story – or now, the world story – you need to have interactions with important NPCs.

There’s only one way to definitively distinguish important NPCs.

Whether the NPC is aware of the player or not.

Ordinary NPCs usually perceive users as just people from another country, but important NPCs, like administrators, know that players are clearly from another world, from reality.

In other words, it’s good to get close to that crow noona.

The crow noona, unable to lift her head towards me, trembling and kneeling.

While playing RPG games, I can’t get as immersed in RP as Shueri, to the point of becoming one with it, but I do enjoy doing RP to some extent.

That’s why I’m active as a field boss and a world boss.

I stroked the crow noona’s head with my hand, which was sticky with black liquid and filled with despair, as if touching it would send you straight to hell, and said,

“Shall I help you? Doesn’t that sound a little presumptuous?”

==

Just being in front of him, doing nothing, makes her whole body tremble.

Not fear? Dread? Death? Nothing like that.

It was as if her body itself, every single cell, was telling her to run away.

But sensing that she would die the moment she tried to escape, she simply knelt down and didn’t even lift her head.

Afraid that she would collapse the moment she looked up.

Seuek.

A hand came over her head, and she heard Arang’s words.

“Shall I help you? Doesn’t that sound a little presumptuous?”

As soon as she heard those words, she realized her foolish mistake.

‘What an idiot, not even a child would make such a basic mistake…’

Shall I help you? It’s a phrase that’s not problematic in everyday use.

But it’s not something you say to a superior, and not just any superior, but someone who might be the highest in the world.

Especially in a situation where you don’t even know what kind of personality that person has.

Feeling like her head would explode if the hand on her head moved even slightly, she said in a trembling voice.

“I, I’m sorry.”

“I’m just kidding. It’ll be uncomfortable for both me and unni if we keep doing this, so let’s go up to the bed.”

“Understood.”

She gathered her wits as much as possible to hide her trembling legs and stood up.

==

“I’ll clean it up for you!”

As soon as they approached the bed, the crow noona frantically began to remove the numerous mosaicked items from my sight.

I can see the mosaics, but it’s a room in a black market auction house, with female slaves, and soundproofing for enjoyment, and there are mosaicked items?

‘It must be adult products.’

The mosaics are strong, but I can tell what’s there at a glance.

Well, it’s not like I’m really 16; I’m a man in my 30s. And even 16-year-olds know everything these days.

‘But there are some really scary things too.’

As if proving that this isn’t just a place for relationships, there were needles, knives, saws, and various torture tools without any mosaics.

‘This is just absurd.’

Tools and weapons that can torture people aren’t mosaicked, but adult products that can’t kill people are mosaicked?

Is Korea still Korea?

‘Wait a minute…’

I was watching the crow noona diligently cleaning up the adult products and torture tools on and around the bed when something occurred to me.

Most people spend time alone. Of course, some people spend time with their lovers if they have them, but even if they have lovers, time alone exists.

There are two kinds of time alone.

Really alone time and time using tools.

Here’s a question.

If I spend time alone with my prosthetic hand, is that really alone time or time using a tool?

Chaltssak.

To end the foolish thoughts, I slapped my cheek and shook off the foolish thoughts.

Why am I having so many foolish thoughts lately?

It hasn’t been long since my period ended, so it’s not even my period. I’d understand if it were my period.

But it’s not my period, and I’m like this.

‘Have I not been eating enough sweets lately?’

Or am I just frustrated?

I thought I had never felt the need for time alone before.

But now that I think about it, it’s not that I’ve never felt it, but that the situation I’m in makes it impossible to feel desire.

Cameras shining on my room 24 hours a day, medical staff and guards checking on me 24 hours a day, medical devices checking my condition 24 hours a day.

Unless you’re someone who likes being exposed, it’s an environment where you can never feel desire.

Just because I’m having these thoughts now doesn’t mean I’m suddenly feeling desire.

It seems like the main reason my mind isn’t so healthy is a big factor.

I need to keep getting treatment to make my body and mind healthy, and when I become an adult, I need to talk to Anna about this later.

I always feel like everyone is being too overprotective of me.

Of course! My body is healthy, but there are still remnants left from Arang’s mind collapsing for so long, so my mind isn’t completely healthy.

Even so, it’s too overprotective.

Sending an adult bodyguard to middle school with me in the first place is too overprotective!

==

‘What is this? Is this okay?’

Sitting on the bed and stroking Arang’s head, she couldn’t understand the situation at all.

She was ordered to get on the bed, and as soon as she did, Arang suddenly hugged her and even ordered her to hold her hand and stroke her head.

And then Arang was just lying in her arms, doing nothing, as if she were sleeping.

After about 5 minutes of that, she couldn’t help but be flustered.

Arang, who had been exuding a murderous aura that would have gotten her neck cut off with the slightest movement of her fingertips, now looked like just a cute girl.

Of course, she shouldn’t be fooled by this cute girl’s appearance.

The Fifth World’s Miko.

Everyone in the underworld knows her.

Even the strong players all die at the Miko’s hands, and she’s an existence that no player can stop.

And that existence is in her arms.

But humans are creatures of adaptation.

The hand that was trembling slightly as it stroked Arang’s head soon calmed down and was stroking her as if she were a doll.

Heumchit.

The hand stroking Arang stopped.

No, it had no choice but to stop.

Because a shadow that was slowly moving blocked her hand.

Because Baedeopgae, worried about Arang not receiving her whispers or chatting on the broadcast, came to where Arang was using the ring skill she had from marrying Arang.

As an adult, Baedeopgae saw everything scattered around the bed.

There were countless adult products and torture tools laid bare.

Clearly, such actions are impossible in Leore, but Baedeopgae, who had already lost her mind, didn’t think about that.

“Keueukㅡ!”

As the shadow constricting her whole body tried to kill her with the shadow as if crushing her, Arang’s hand moved and tore off Baedeopgae’s shadow.

“Aranga!”

Baedeopgae snatched Arang from her arms and held her.

“Heoeok···! Heoeok···!”

Gasping for breath while clutching her neck, she looked at Baedeopgae in front of her and screamed inwardly.

‘Aaaaaa!!! No, was it that much of a problem that I bid on a cute girl? Huh!?’

There are two beings you should never encounter in the underworld right now.

Those two beings are right in front of her, so she just let go of the string of tension she had been maintaining.

‘Ah, whatever, I’ll just die if I die.’

==

Incredibly Cute Arang