Chapter Index

    “So, this is Lalatina’s suggestion, infiltrating the same academy as last time.

    That kind of thing is impossible, so I cut it right in the middle.

    As a second best solution, why not support promising students?

    Hey, are you listening?”

    [……. Uh, sorry. What did you say?]

    “When I’m thinking about something else, my tentacles twitch a lot.

    Haaa… This is an important part, so please focus now.”

    [radish… of course!!]

    I nodded my tentacle at Vivian, who let out a soft sigh, then straightened my tentacle again and concentrated on her words.

    ‘Actually, I’d rather be caught in the middle.

    Vivian would do better if she took care of it herself.’

    Although I did learn a bit while sending out spiders, kernel worms, etc.

    Since I didn’t know much about the outside world, I was still getting a lot of help from Vivian in handling things.

    “In that sense, it is a list selected by the Academy.

    First of all, the students I would recommend are as follows… ”

    A table with natural beauty made from tree roots.

    As Vivian placed the list and various documents on top of it and continued explaining while tucking her hair behind her ear, I suddenly found myself twitching my tentacles and turning my gaze towards the documents again.

    [Wouldn’t it be better for Vivian to take care of that part and let me know?]

    “You have to do these things to improve.

    You wanted to know about my work in many ways, right?”

    Of course, that statement is true, but the unexpected stumbling block was that I didn’t have as much free time as I thought.

    I have hundreds of tentacles and one mind.

    Although it is said that the control has become a little more natural, just multitasking the tentacles is quite difficult for a sober mind.

    Incorporating many elements to think deeply about could be called the creation of a crucible of chaos.

    furthermore…

    [Vivian. Have you ever been interested in a human man?]

    “Would you mind paying attention now?

    That’s not really important, right?”

    [I’m just saying this out of curiosity?

    Something like first love?]

    “I’ve never really thought about it.

    If you ask me, my peers are like children.

    Because all decent men are old.

    There is no such thing as first love.

    and… ”

    “If you ask a question like that, it makes you question your intentions.

    Are you thinking about something?”

    I was agitated by the sight of Vivian’s eyes suddenly becoming sharper, and I was wriggling my tentacles and scribbling letters, making excuses that were not excuses to her.

    ‘I feel like it’s a bit awkward to ask Vivian this straight away… ‘

    This has been taking up the lion’s share of my thoughts recently.

    It was Ranie’s affair.

    ‘What should I say about this… ?’

    To be honest, it certainly doesn’t make sense for me to ask Ranie directly.

    Since we know little about Ranie’s inner situation, it was necessary to at least ask Vivian, who knows her best among us.

    But other than that, I was afraid of how Vivian, who seemed unaware of this fact until now, would react when she found out the truth.

    When Lalatina touches Floraz, she destroys the coffin with a medicine and raids the high-class prostitutes in the middle of the night and kidnaps them to her lair.

    It was a bonus to destroy all kinds of cartels for me through gang battles and expand my bloody influence in the back alleys.

    ‘If you think that Ranie betrayed you, that might be just as dangerous… ‘

    Because of the nature of our colony, there was absolutely no way for secrets to leak out.

    Therefore, Henias also refrained from unnecessary outings other than going to work, and whenever they went out, they went in groups.

    In some sense, doesn’t it seem like they are trying to make it easier to deal with whatever happens?

    Until then, the rules had been relatively loose, but as the innocent elves moved in and they needed to be careful while they got used to the back alley, the rules became stricter again.

    The problem is that, to think of it in another way, it also serves to monitor each other to prevent traitors from committing treacherous acts.

    A woman who betrays the den or reveals secrets will be immediately subdued and taken to the den to receive ‘punishment’, and up to that point, I agree.

    In the meantime, what if Vivian’s right-hand man, Ranie, leaves the den to find another man?

    I have a lot of affection from the years we have been together, and I believe that Ranie will protect her loyalty.

    If she meets a good person and starts a new life, I want to support and help her as much as possible.

    Unlike me, Vivian could not have such frivolous thoughts, and suddenly a thought was passing through her mind.

    A man and a woman with urgent expressions run down an alley together, holding each other’s hands tightly.

    However, the man and woman who are being rushed here and there and have already reached a dead end are at the very moment when they try to look back the way they came in order to run away again.

    They would come face to face with women clad in sleek, black latex, who were trotting away from the path they had come from.

    “Vivian… … ”

    “Rani. Betrayal is unforgivable.

    Since you’ve been loyal to me all this time, I didn’t want to do this either…

    You know that? There are no exceptions to the organization’s rules.

    For betrayal… You will have to pay the price in blood.”

    Vivian said, lowering the knife with blood still dripping, wondering how many people she had already cut, and looking at her former friend with cold eyes.

    To be honest, the dark charm of Vivian in my imagination was at the level of exploding, but of course I couldn’t make that fantasy come true with my own hands.

    The sense of crisis that I must never be caught was wrapping around my tentacles.

    [No, if you think about it, there must have been many people who have liked human men.

    So, maybe Vivian also thinks like that… ]

    “I understand now. The idea is to find a mate, right?

    So that we can have children through breeding.

    I just need you and our baby.

    It’s still growing well in Floraz.”

    ‘It’s not… ‘

    “Well, if you think about it, it was like that.

    Unlike before, many males were left behind, right?

    I heard that there are several elves who have become pregnant recently.

    that… Just in case, you shouldn’t touch a woman who has children?

    The women who receive your protection are already strong, but the baby doesn’t know… ”

    ‘That’s true, but no…’

    ‘Isn’t that the intention of the question!?’

    “It seems like everyone is now used to living in dens.

    I can feel the tension slowly dissipating and becoming more energetic.

    In a way, it’s a good thing… ”

    Vivian, who continued speaking, was slowly stretching as if she was tired.

    “I don’t think so, but there are quite a lot of people.

    I’m worried that there might be a traitor among them.

    We need to manage it thoroughly to prevent something like that from happening.

    No matter what happens, betrayal cannot be forgiven.”

    ‘Hehe… !!’

    I urgently wrapped my arms around her waist and started caressing her body secretly, pushing away Nemea, who was mimicking clothes, from her skin.

    “Ahh!! We’re not finished talking yet… Ugh… !!

    I can’t believe I’m trying to get over it like this…

    Ugh… Not there… Haaaa… ♡”

    ‘Let’s save Rani first… !!’

    The Nemea that covered Vivian’s body in the form of clothing melts and flows down like ice touched by a warm hand, and Vivian’s soft and smooth bare skin gradually begins to be revealed.

    It was stained with the sticky slime of the tentacle, and a slippery sheen ran down her moist skin.

    Vivian, who had not yet finished her work, was giving a piercing look, but inside she was showing an expression as if she had no choice, and was gently spreading her legs for the tentacles wrapping around her thighs.

    But, at that very moment.

    ‘Ugh… !!’

    “Ugh… ? why… Ah!!”

    Vivian was taken aback by my sudden action of releasing the tentacles that were greedily wrapped around her body, but now she was staring in a certain direction as if she had gotten used to it.

    Then, the melted Nemea instantly covered her body, this time taking the form of a simple pajama.

    “Greta… !! I told you you can’t come in here, right?”

    Navy blue eyes that give off a mysterious atmosphere.

    Vivian was walking towards her with a puzzled look in her eyes as it was staring at her face.

    “……”

    The queen of the den, revered by everyone and sometimes feared.

    However, despite her reprimand, the girl was looking at Vivian with pure eyes that did not waver in the slightest.

    “Hey, Greta?

    Because this is our room.

    Can’t I come in without permission?

    Pina told you, right?”

    “……”

    The smooth horns on its head, unlike those of other beasts, had a smooth, shiny appearance, and the body of a woman was now starting to visibly develop, as if she had no longer looked like a child.

    Even so, it still feels like I’m young.

    Greta was looking at us with an expressionless, girlish expression, not knowing if she had pursed her lips slightly or if it was just her usual appearance.

    Vivian, who was embarrassed to have been caught setting the mood as if those innocent eyes were rather burdensome, was stroking her head with a gently trembling hand.

    “……”

    Likewise, there is no such thing as an answer.

    “Then I’ll leave this behind for now, so please check.

    Greta, come here so I can take you there?”

    In the end, Vivian tried to control her heated body and left the queen’s room, holding Greta’s hand tightly.

    Greta’s back as she was grabbed and dragged away by Vivian, contrary to her expressionless expression, showed a hesitation that seemed to leave some regret.

    ‘Is it better to just teach it slowly? …

    no… But he still looks too young… ‘

    There was something special about Greta.

    At that time, my mind was trapped inside the dungeon during the dungeon’s magical energy instability.

    I, Enic, lost my senses and recklessly attacked all the humans in the den.

    In the process, an incident occurred where numerous children received Enik’s blessing and rapidly grew into adults.

    Among them, the only one who remained as a child was Greta.

    To be precise, it would mean that he has grown up a bit from looking like a kindergartener or elementary school student at most, and has now changed into a look that is quite feminine but ‘still a minor’.

    For that reason, even now, Greta is the only one in the den who is treated like a child, enjoying treatment that may be considered a luxury.

    I didn’t know what the reason was, and right now, helping the children who had become adults adapt was the priority, so it was difficult to find the reason why Greta was particularly slow in growth.

    ‘Did Enic stop doing it?

    In fact, I realized it instinctively.

    Mija is not meant to be touched!!

    Is this too much bullshit? ?’

    As I was surviving the dungeon with Leah, I was in a situation where I didn’t really know what happened in the lair, so it was inevitable that I couldn’t figure out what to do with Greta.

    First of all, there was an atmosphere even within the den.

    The female beastmen and elf women followed me almost blindly and had a semi-slave-like attitude, so they didn’t care what I did.

    Even though I touched the beast children this time, the beast Henias just responded as if something was coming.

    Rather, he sincerely congratulated the beast girls who had been promoted to serve Enic.

    But on the other hand, human women were rational.

    The reason they stay here and keep the secret is, of course, because they are addicted to the pleasure of tentacles, but above all, because of the absolute advantage of being able to raise children safely.

    It is said that the past events were ultimately good for the children of human women, but wasn’t that what humans were always like?

    ‘It’s instinctive to feel threatened by even insignificant things.’

    At least the last time was somehow glossed over as an accident, but this time they are seen touching a child again?

    Well, this time, I am a pedophile in name and reality.

    While making those innocent eyes cry with pleasure, I would be branded as a lolicon tentacle who enjoys devouring a young body that has not yet bloomed, and that was something I could not accept.

    ‘It’s okay to call me a perverted tentacle. Because it’s true.

    But lolicon tentacles, I can’t stand it… !!’

    So, even if Greta has already tasted the tentacle and is already very hungry, for the sake of the peace of the lair and for the sake of the minimum duty, she can never be touched.

    I would say that Greta has become such a symbolic being.

    ‘But I think it will grow up in a few years.

    no way… Actually, I guess that person doesn’t look like an adult right now… ?

    ‘Aren’t all cows and goats generally voluptuous?’

    Pushing aside the ominous thoughts that suddenly came to me, I tried to turn my tentacles in a different direction.

    ‘Anyway, I guess I’m glad it went well…

    Nice assist, Greta… !!

    I need to check this.’

    Documents Vivian left behind.

    As I was poking it with my moist tentacles and flipping through the parchment, I was lost in thought as I looked at the page with quite detailed information on several students.

    ‘hmm… It’s definitely because of Vivian’s handling of the work.

    If you look at the contents, it sure looks fancy, right?’

    As I was looking at the documents that reflected Vivian’s delicate and meticulous personality, I felt as if her thoughts were being conveyed to me.

    ‘There are hardly any men… Plus…

    There are quite a few faces I’ve seen somewhere…

    no way… Are these the women you have kidnapped so far?’

    It was true that the number of women kidnapped through the women’s restroom was increasing, so much so that it was now possible to make a list.

    At first, the female students seemed to be possessed by a ghost and were getting pleasant pleasure from spiders.

    Then, some of the women who had fallen in love with it were selected, injected with stunning poison, and brought into the den through an underground tunnel.

    Those female students were subjected to a lot of pleasure training while they were half asleep, and even after they returned, there were quite a few who were dragged back and raped several times as if to imprint pleasure on them.

    What silences them is a video of an absolutely devilish orgasmic copulation recorded with a crystal ball.

    “Hehe!! Is this good, girl?”

    “Ang!! Ugh!!

    Joe… Joaaah… ♡

    So good… Hehe… ♡♡♡”

    “Wave your butt more?

    You know what to do, right?”

    “Jajii… !! JAZZ THE JUCHEHYEOT… ♡”

    What if they wake up to find themselves already collapsed in the bathroom, and find a crystal ball in front of their eyes containing a video clearly depicting the process of losing one’s chastity to unspecified men?

    At least as of now, without exception, there has been no one who has proudly revealed their falsehood as noble daughters and complained about their crimes.

    Rather, I was fascinated by pleasure and immorality, and I wonder if I would have found the women’s restroom if I had looked for it on my own.

    According to the kernel worms attached to monitor them, some actually tried to obtain that pleasure reliably.

    I tried to feel the same pleasure as before by embracing the body I had abandoned anyway, held by a human man like a servant or a male prostitute.

    However, the cock was so unpleasant that it couldn’t be compared to the tentacle, and they only realized the importance of the women’s bathroom even more.

    Those female students are tacitly banded together and are struggling even harder with their own hands to protect the secrets of the obscene women’s restroom.

    ‘Crime is a bit harsh, but…

    no… ‘Isn’t my existence already a crime?’

    Anyway, among those female students, we selected those who looked promising and gave them a lot of support from Floraz.

    Using that as an excuse, they plan to take as much pain as they need after they succeed.

    Vivian. She seems like a sinful and scary woman.

    ‘This one, that one, and this one too…’ …

    I feel once again how much of a piece of trash I am… ‘

    There was a moment when I looked down at the documents, trying to suppress the feeling of wanting to touch my forehead, thinking that the couple looked alike.

    ‘Oh, he doesn’t remember committing the crime…’ But… .’

    As I looked at the documents of a girl who seemed bright and bright from the photo, I was glad to see that she felt fresh and untouched.

    I was quietly looking at her photo, which seemed somehow familiar to me, and then I was staring at the page with the feeling that something would come to mind.

    ‘But why does it feel familiar…

    It’s him, right? Yes, that’s him.’

    Naturally elastic and curly dark brown short hair.

    Although the overall development is poor, the proportions are good and the body can be dismissed as ‘slender’.

    And even his natural lively personality, with a wide smile slowly creeping across his face.

    The human woman I was once closest to, a person I remember helping me become who I am today, and a person I was so thankful for that it hurts to even say more.

    ‘Carla… !! ‘It’s been a while since I’ve seen you?’

    Although recently, the spider that was with her died and Carla as well as I seemed to be busy here and there, so we hardly had time to hear from each other.

    When I discovered Carla’s page, my tentacles were wriggling in a sinister way, contrary to the joy I felt inside.

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