episode_0004

The protagonist of the NTR Tsukuru game, Dyke, has very limited human relationships.

At best, heroines and a few alpha NTL male characters?

He falls far short of being commonly referred to as an insider. If we’re being specific, he’s closer to being an outsider.

So, you could count the people he knows on one hand.

“That includes Dyke, too.”

The ‘me’ possessing Dyke’s body is different. I actively made necessary human connections by reaching out.

Nobles ruling regions, royalty, and other powerful factions. I made efforts to get along with them whenever possible and received rewards.

If it weren’t for me, Dyke wouldn’t exist in this world anymore. He would’ve become a pariah after being rejected by the heroines.

“There are actually endings like that.”

When a hero neglects their duty and lets the demon king roam free, leading to the world’s destruction, it’s technically a bad ending.

“Anyway.”

How did this story start?

“The women guests I met at the bathhouse.”

It started because of the somewhat familiar guests.

I didn’t know when I was wearing my robe inside out. I didn’t even think about recognizing them.

Staring intently would be rude.

“And they were covered with robes.”

They even wore hoods. That means they didn’t want their faces to be seen.

I couldn’t penetrate their defenses against such guests. So, I couldn’t recognize them.

But then, I saw their faces at the bathhouse. Even their beautiful bodies.

Thanks to that, my eyes had a feast.

“In this rural village, there’s nothing worth seeing except for Denise’s breasts.”

They were very grateful guests.

Returning to the main point—

Their faces look familiar. They seem like someone I’ve seen before, with formidable strength that’s hard to understand.

“After beheading the demon king and visiting the royal palace, I’ve been living here ever since.”

That means they were people I met during my time as a hero.

No matter how broad my human relationships have become, I can only remember pretty women like the guests. But I can’t recall them.

“Sir, what are you thinking?”

Lisa jumped up and sat on my thigh.

“It’s heavy.”

“It’s heavy, so I thought maybe you’d come back to your senses.”

Lisa has changed a lot in the past five years. Not matured into womanhood, but the girl has grown up.

“I’m back to my senses. So, get down.”

I pushed Lisa’s back down to make her get off. She grumbled and went to sit across from me.

“So, what were you thinking? You didn’t respond when I called.”

“Just old thoughts.”

I tried to recall the people I met during my hero days. I stubbornly tried to remember the guests.

“Just old thoughts…”

Lisa’s face stiffened with bitterness. At the mention of the past, she seemed to know what I was thinking.

“Not those old thoughts.”

“Then?”

“Just people I know.”

Denise and Lisa roughly know what I’ve been through. Operating from the Inn of Plenty as a base, they inevitably learn things even if they don’t want to.

Tina bringing a blonde tanned rascal to the inn room and what they did, the chubby noble who came looking for Celine and committed some rudeness, what shocking thing Aleysia, who suffered a traumatic event, was secretly planning to do.

Denise and Lisa indirectly hear and see these things, providing the player with perspectives. In the end, they come to know everything.

This place is where decrepit Dyke will end his life.

So, when I mentioned old thoughts, both mother and daughter flinched together. Dyke doesn’t have good memories from the past.

“Why suddenly talk about people you know?”

Lisa looks at me with trembling eyes as if she’s worried. The child, whom I’ve grown fond of as much as the time we spent together and now consider family, was showing concern for me.

Heroines were all taken away, but it wasn’t particularly painful. Could I possibly be having bad thoughts?

I’m fretting over my worries. Such a kind-hearted child.

I chuckled and said, “Long-term guests, they seem familiar. I thought I knew them. But I can’t recall anything. It must be my mistake.”

“Oh…”

As if recalling something, Lisa widened her eyes and spoke, “If that’s the case, Mom also mentioned it.”

“Hmm?”

“She said the guests seemed familiar. Their voices too.”

“….”

If it’s just my imagination, it could simply be a mistake. But if someone else is also thinking the same thing? It might not be a mistake.

“A person I really know?”

Who could it be?

I immediately went to Dennis at the counter.

Not beating around the bush, I looked directly at his face and asked, “Dennis, do the guests seem familiar?”

“…They seem familiar?”

“Oh, not about that.”

Men shouldn’t beat around the bush.

“The long-term guests, did they say their faces, voices, or something felt strangely familiar? To Lisa.”

“Oh.”

Dennis nodded.

“Yeah. When the guests first paid, their voice seemed familiar. Why?”

“That’s what I mean. I saw their faces earlier too. But it feels familiar. Like I’ve seen them before.”

It’s not just that they look familiar. They have skills.

A former hero and my level 99 stealth are enough to see through. Upon careful consideration, it was definitely not an ordinary situation.

“You saw their faces? When? Earlier?”

“At the bathhouse. I finished cleaning and ran into them.”

“Really? Nothing unusual happened?”

“Unusual… ”

Dennis was clueless. He simply understood it as a chance encounter, nothing more.

Encounters themselves weren’t particularly strange.

“Men are like that too. Whether there’s a cleaning lady or not, they just ignore it.”

Switching genders might make it feel a bit odd.

“Probably, they think they ran into each other while finishing cleaning.”

That was within Dennis’s acceptable range.

He couldn’t even imagine that the guests might have missed the sign during cleaning, entered the dressing room, encountered a male janitor passing by, and so on.

“No, there wasn’t. Just while finishing cleaning. Hmm.”

“If I know a face, I can’t forget it. It’s oddly hazy. Quite strange, isn’t it?”

“Maybe aging is starting.”

“Aging? Hey!”

Aging, ahjumma, the words Dennis hates the most.

“I’m still lively! Popular! I’m only thirty-three!”

“You’re in your prime.”

“Are you teasing me?”

“No, I’m serious.”

There was no intention to mock. In real Korean standards, I’m three years younger than a baby.

Dennis, unaware of my sincerity, pursed his lips and grumbled.

“Mocking my age? I won’t do it today.”

“Oh, boss. I mean, sister. That’s too much.”

Knowing how much I expect.

Urgently whispering in Dennis’s ear, I lowered my voice in case Lisa overheard.

“If we don’t do it today, I might go crazy. I’ve endured too much.”

Dennis doesn’t deny it either. He knows better than anyone what illness I’m suffering from.

“From now on, don’t tease me about my age.”

“I wasn’t teasing you. I’m serious. I’m still in my prime, sister.”

“Teasing again.”

“I should just keep my mouth shut. Seeing that they don’t understand my heart. It’s better not to speak.”

In the midst of this, it seemed like even today’s sex would be a washout.

Jingle jangle-.

Between chatting and laughing with Dennis, someone opened the inn door and entered. I turned my head to check their face, wondering if they were new guests.

With me, Dennis, and Lisa. We welcomed the guests like meerkats.

Unfortunately, they weren’t new guests. They were overnight guests who checked in today.

Women who seemed oddly familiar.

“Now you’re not wearing a robe.”

Because I had just showered. It would be ridiculous to put on the dirty robe again.

“…Looks familiar, right? Feels like we know each other.”

I whispered in Dennis’s ear again. Dennis nodded gently.

“Yeah.”

The overnight guests sat at the table, swaying their wet hair. Without going to their rooms.

Lisa hurried over to ask about their intentions.

“Would you like me to prepare a meal?”

“Do you have beer?”

“Of course!”

“Then bring us some beer. I’d prefer snacks over a meal. I’m not that hungry.”

The dark-haired woman flicked her finger and handed a tip to Lisa.

Clatter-.

Spinning, a silver coin fell precisely onto Lisa’s palm. Not from a fairy tale, but a real silver coin.

“Wow!”

Lisa, checking the silver coin, widened her eyes. The tip was overly generous.

Perhaps out of loyalty, she saluted immediately.

“Understood! I’ll serve you well!”

“Haha. Alright, we look forward to it.”

The sight of Lisa was quite adorable, as the women guests smiled sweetly.

Meanwhile, I felt it. Their eyes scanning me.

“Why on earth?”

My former hero and level 99 senses warned me. Be cautious of women.

But my heart kept softening. Beautiful women were irresistible by their mere presence.

“Mister! Please help!”

“Uh, uh….”

While Dennis prepared the snacks and Lisa served, there was quite a lot to do, including transferring the beer.

“Anything will do.”

Dennis deliberately made the snacks. Since the guests didn’t specify the menu, the innkeeper brought out whatever he wanted.

It seemed like he planned to make a bunch first and then charge later.

“There’s a lot here.”

It was too much for three people to eat. Even for a meal, it was excessive.

“Then let’s eat together. You there, come join us.”

“Okay!”

The dark-haired woman gestured to Lisa, who rushed over.

“Your hands are too big, so there’s too much for just us girls to eat, right? That’s why. So, sit down and eat with us.”

“Really?! Is that okay?”

“Yes, feel free to eat.”

“Wow!”

There was quite a lot of meat snacks. Lisa’s eyes sparkled.

If we borrow a cartoonish expression, drool would have been dripping from Lisa’s mouth.

The dark-haired woman stared at Lisa sitting down, then glanced at me.

“Hey mister, come join us too.”

“…Me too?”

“Haha, sure.”

At Lisa’s lukewarm response, the women guests chuckled.

“You were going to ditch him and eat alone? How disloyal.”

“Oh, no! I also wanted to eat with him!”

“But why?”

“Because this is the guests’ food…! It’s not mine, so calling him felt a bit… awkward.”

“If we allow it, will you eat with him then?”

“Of course!”

“Alright, then bring him along. And your mother too. Since it’s turned out this way, let’s all eat together. We can’t eat among ourselves.”

“Okay!”

Lisa quickly came over, took my hand, and led me. I sat at the guests’ table with a blank expression.

“Ah.”

Sitting facing the three people, it strikes me. It feels like lightning striking in my mind.

Fuzzy memories became clear.

“Tina.”

The black-haired woman resembles Tina,

“Celine.”

The blonde woman resembles Celine,

“Aleesia.”

The white-haired woman is Aleesia and Panbok.

“…Who are you all.”

She pointed a fork at them. Exuded vitality.

“Hehe… Quite impressive.”

The black-haired woman chuckled. She drank beer as if unaffected by my vitality.

The blonde woman sighed while watching the black-haired woman.

“I will explain, Father.”

What? Father?