Chapter 368

Chapter 368

Reincarnated User Manual.

Episode 368: Hora Mo Zenzen (7)

It was truly an incredible night.

The joy of reunion that she hadn’t been able to express, and the pleasure that far surpassed it.

The night of breathless panting was more fantastic than any other for Yura.

And that’s because she had been waiting since the moment Hyun-jun looked like a man to her, not just a childhood friend.

-Ugh… his hands are so big.

-His height is thrilling.

-Solid and heavy…

-Ah, I can still feel that solid, heavy thing pounding! pounding! inside my stomach.

Especially that dreamlike moment of being filled until her belly was bursting, it provided such ecstasy that she wondered if she was allowed to feel this good.

Her belly that was bursting with the essence of the man she loved.

It was truly a bucket list item you had to do before you died if you were born a woman.

‘Now, if only I give birth to a baby… hehehe.’

The rest of her bucket list was to give birth to babies until she stopped having periods.

Since Shiron already had three children, Yura’s determination to have a child was heavy.

But even so, Yura wasn’t particularly anxious.

Before they had sex, she was depressed, imagining that Shiron was deliberately avoiding her, but now that they had mixed their bodies and kissed and sucked each other, her self-esteem was fully charged.

To reiterate, Yura’s race wasn’t human, but an angel. She could probably give birth to his children with her firm and sticky body until Shiron’s dick wore out.

“Really? Then I’ll have sex until Shiron’s dick wears out.”

Yura’s eyes fluttered open at the oblivious intruder.

The world was upside down, but the black-haired girl, clearly visible, was staring blankly.

“… You seem to be mistaken. I don’t care at all even if you keep showing this competitive spirit.”

“Liar.”

The dangling “dregs” chuckled.

“You always glanced at me when you were having sex with Shiron. You had a lot of strength in your stomach and thighs every time. After receiving so much, you clearly tried to kick me while demanding more, even though it was my turn.”

“I didn’t kick you!”

“But you didn’t yield even though it was my turn. Shiron has two dicks, so we could both enjoy it together, but you stubbornly shoved the other one into your ass.”

“You were already bursting before I even started!”

Ha! Yura’s insides boiled at the dregs’ brazenness.

Correction. Last night wasn’t the best night.

It was the worst!

Yura’s original wish was to start with a cozy and romantic kiss, exchange saliva as if they were becoming one, and share their pent-up feelings.

But that bitch’s intervention turned their cozy night into a bloody battlefield.

‘Why is this bitch only harassing me? Huh?’

What’s even more annoying was that the dregs’ target was locked on and wouldn’t let go. The dregs rarely showed their emotions.

She played coy in front of Hyun-jun, and in front of other women, she was just a doll that couldn’t do or say anything.

But what was this?

“But I can take as much as Shiron cums.”

The dregs only harassed Yura.

“I, I can take as much as he cums too!”

“But you can’t, can you? Is it because you’re a half-breed? A half-wit who can’t gather faith or collect the baby’s seed properly.”

“What nonsense is she talking about again? What’s this about faith?”

“Faith is what makes a god godlike…”

“Ugh! You crazy chuunibyou bitch! What am I supposed to do with gathering faith! Am I a god?! I was dragged here too! I just want to have a baby with Hyun-jun and live happily!”

“… Wow, you guys are really fighting fiercely.”

Clang-

Lucia stared at Yura and the dregs with a disgusted look.

They were hanging upside down, leaning against a torture device-like plank, and they didn’t stop fighting even in this position.

This position was to send every last drop of the baby’s seed, which filled their bellies, to the fallopian tubes, but it seemed pointless if they kept fighting like this.

“… We’re not fighting.”

‘Phew. I got uncharacteristically excited.’

Yura, hanging upside down, realized Lucia was there and tried to act cool.

“Really?”

“Of course. Fighting with a loser like her would only lower my standards.”

With that, Yura casually swept her hair back. The dregs glared at Yura with wide, angry eyes.

“Loser? You, who can’t clean as well as me, have poor tightness, and have sex less often?”

“… I can modify my pussy like you if I use the Star of Wishes! I can squeeze it with warm, divine power like a mother’s embrace, so I’m the superior version…!”

Boom-pah-bah-boom!

‘…… What now.’

Yura’s eyebrows furrowed. She was in the middle of logically ‘overwhelming’ the idiot, but the fanfare from the translucent window interrupted her flow.

[Implantation complete! ‘Angel’s Egg’ and 50000pt are awarded as a reward!]

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[1%…]

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System_end

…?

[The player is pregnant! Please focus on prenatal care for the new life to be born!]

As soon as she saw the message, Yura’s mouth slowly opened. And then she frantically stroked her lower abdomen, which was still full of the baby’s seed.

‘An egg? An egg? I’m not giving birth to a baby?’

It was absurd to be notified of pregnancy through a status window, like some ero-game, but laying an egg made her feel like she was no longer human.

“Yura, aren’t you hanging too long? Your face is turning blue.”

“…”

Meanwhile, the solid, heavy sensation in her lower abdomen made Yura turn blue.

‘I can’t have sex like this…!’

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Imperial South, Helleun’s Barracks.

“…Haa.”

Siriel, on expedition, let out a weary sigh in her office, piled high with documents.

It had been two months since she’d last returned home, eating and sleeping here, after a week of all-nighters.

Having abandoned her main duties to head to the Demon Realm, a mountain of paperwork awaited her, leaving Siriel no choice but to be dragged into this expedition.

Even though the Hero had subdued the Demon God, the Imperial First Sword still had much to do.

As the strongest in the Empire, she had to train the next generation.

Sparring, exams, interviews… the process of selecting future talents who would enter the Imperial Palace.

Shhh-

First, she had to review the reports from the generals guarding the Empire’s five major gates. From these, she selected the important ones, dispatched knight orders with spare manpower, and, if the problem was severe, led her own knight order on long journeys away from the Empire.

Shhh-

Lately, however, her business trips had been less frequent.

Though many demonic beasts still crossed the Makal Mountain Range, recent academic reports indicated that the Demon Realm’s mana was less than half of what it used to be.

Potent mana lowered the knights’ condition, hindering their ability to exert their full strength.

With the mountain range’s mana roughly stabilized, Siriel could entrust the mission to others.

However, the newly received report was different.

[Resistance and Southern Alliance Dramatic Agreement on Ceasefire Negotiations.]

“What is this?”

“It seems that the secret meeting between Amar Wayne, head of the Southern Alliance, and Baya Han, head of the Resistance, has concluded positively.”

Siriel’s adjutant, standing rigidly, answered her question.

“So, what I’m asking is… why now of all times? Weren’t they trying to kill each other?”

The Southern Alliance and the Resistance were bitter enemies, second to none on the continent.

Assassins from Amar Wayne and Baya Han constantly targeted each other’s close associates and families, making their grudge extremely deep.

“Surely, Amar Wayne’s grandfather was assassinated half a year ago, wasn’t he?”

“Yes, he was.”

“Five years ago, Baya Han’s fifth wife was assassinated.”

“Yes, she was. And in the years before that, Amar Wayne’s 24th and 25th children died mysteriously.”

“…And they’re ending the war this easily?”

Siriel tapped her red lips thoughtfully.

The Empire’s southern region was a cursed land, plagued by famine and refugees due to a war that had lasted for hundreds of years.

Therefore, the cessation of war would be a cause for joy for those who pitied them, but Siriel, who had to consider the Empire’s interests, couldn’t simply rejoice.

That battlefield was right under the Empire’s nose.

The Empire could fully handle the demonic beasts emerging from the north not only because of the cooperation and tribute from neighboring countries, but also because there was no force large enough to threaten the Empire in the southern continent.

However, if the Southern Alliance’s civil war ended, a new nation, with territory similar in size to the Empire, would emerge.

Of course, their national power would be far inferior to the Empire’s due to the hundreds of years of civil war, but matters between nations were planned with decades, or even centuries, in mind.

With the number of demonic beasts descending from the north decreasing, neighboring countries and lords might have the leisure to line their own pockets.

In short, a hopeless situation.

The Emperor might have sent assassins to sow discord… but Siriel didn’t want to stain her hands with dirty blood.

However, she had to make a choice.

Should she allow the Southern Alliance’s unification to proceed, or should she nip this future enemy in the bud, no matter the means?

After much deliberation, Siriel raised her head.

“…Put it on the National Affairs Council agenda. Prepare a summary with large, clear letters for the ministers.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“So, you’re just passing the buck?”

“…Passing the buck? This matter is too important for me to decide alone.”

Siriel turned her chair 90 degrees, sensing a presence.

The silver-haired elven mage, Seira Romer, appeared.

“And, what brings you here, Teacher? The curse is fading, so isn’t it a bit too casual to come in like this…?”

“Siriel, it’ll only take a moment. Let’s go somewhere.”

Seira abruptly cut Siriel off.

There were manners to observe, but this matter was too urgent.

“The kid hasn’t returned.”

It had been a month since Shiron headed to Dawn Castle. It had been 28 days since Lucia and Yura left.

Even if Rien and Dawn Castle were far apart, their failure to return was an abnormal situation.