Ch.320Half-Baked (14)

“Rustila, Zernya. Can you protect Cartesia while I’m gone?”

Both wives answered affirmatively to Eidel’s call.

It was a request from their beloved husband. They also understood the importance of Cartesia, so there was no reason to refuse.

Absolutely, this was not about taking a day off because work was difficult.

And then one more person was added.

“Ireh unnie?”

“Take me too.”

It was Ireh.

“Unnie, weren’t you having trouble moving because of the curse?”

“I got an anesthetic, so I’m fine. I can manage.”

“Just because you got an injection doesn’t mean you should be moving around…”

“It’s too dangerous to leave you two alone.”

Ireh, who had been floundering in a swamp of pleasure before, now had a completely different look in her eyes.

How impressive she was as an older sister concerned for her sister-in-law.

Rustila and Zernya looked at each other and nodded slightly.

“The more people, the better.”

So the three of them held hands and arrived at the Rheinland main house.

But what was this? Cartesia was rolling around on the master bedroom bed reading papers. The very bed where Eidel and his two wives made love whenever they had the chance.

“Hey, get down!”

Zernya pulled off the blanket. Cartesia slid down limply.

“What do you think you’re doing, woman?”

“This bed is my and Eidel’s sanctuary. Don’t stay here, go to another room’s bed.”

“Well, well.”

Cartesia extended her tentacles and placed them on Zernya’s shoulders.

“You’ve got some nerve for a human. Daring to give me orders.”

It was heavy.

This wasn’t the weak tentacle from before.

Cartesia smiled sinisterly and tilted her head. Zernya frowned.

“Are you threatening me right now?”

“Threatening? Not at all. Just leave me alone. I have no interest in you.”

Tap, tap.

The tentacle lightly patted Zernya’s shoulder and then receded like the tide. Rustila crossed her arms and said:

“That’s too much. How can you be so rude to people who came to protect you? This is a private space for the couple.”

“Human customs are not my concern. And I never asked you to protect me.”

“It’s Eidel’s request.”

“…Hmm.”

Cartesia rolled her eyes and smiled slightly.

“How admirable for such a youngster. Thinking this far ahead.”

Cartesia chuckled, covering her mouth with her sleeve. It was clearly different from her evil laugh earlier. It was a much warmer, more feminine… kind of laugh.

At this, Zernya and Rustila sensed danger.

It was a kind of intuition.

The ominous thought that this deity might have developed strange feelings for Eidel. Rustila said:

“There are many better beds elsewhere.”

“No thanks, this one is the most comfortable.”

Cartesia retorted, covering herself with the blanket like a hermit crab.

“I concentrate much better researching here. I’ll be staying here for about two days, so if you want to sleep, find another room.”

“Hey! This is our house!”

“Then from now on, I’ll make it mine.”

“You, you crazy deity…!”

“How could I be a deity without being a little crazy?”

Cartesia giggled. Rustila grabbed Zernya, who was about to lunge at Cartesia, and dragged her to the living room. Now only Ireh and Cartesia remained in the room.

“That white-haired girl is interesting in a way. She’s got guts sticking out of her belly. Is it audacity or anger?”

Ireh didn’t answer. She was secretly scanning the papers scattered messily on the bed.

“What are you looking at?”

Cartesia snatched the papers with her tentacles.

“Woman, are you feeling fine despite being in heat?”

“I told you before. I don’t develop urges for just anyone.”

“Oh my.”

Cartesia hummed a tune.

“That’s interesting in its own way. How amusing.”

“You find everything interesting.”

“Of course. I am the God of Wisdom and Curiosity.”

What followed was shocking.

“Usually when someone is afflicted with <Lust>, they end up craving any partner. Do you know why? Because the natural condition for that technique to be released is ‘reproduction.’ Unless you plant or receive seed, it will never be calmed.”

“Ah.”

“Do you understand now? Why you’re still in that state when that youngster has recovered.”

So that’s why. Ireh gritted her teeth.

What a disgustingly vile curse.

“Is it thanks to your patron deity, the God of Patience and Integrity? Or is it because of your constitution that can naturally accept large amounts of pron? I’m curious. So curious. Looking at you now, it might be fun to put you on an examination table.”

“Don’t treat me like a research subject.”

Ireh turned her head and left the master bedroom.

It was truly an irritating conversation.

But it wasn’t without gain.

In that brief moment, Ireh was able to deduce what kind of research Cartesia was conducting.

“Ireh unnie, is this your room?”

“Yes. Thank you, Rustila.”

Ireh unpacked her bag and clothes in the room where she would stay for two days, and placed her research materials one by one on the desk.

“Heh, hehehe.”

She was lucky.

Her lips were already curling up at the thought of giving that deity a good lesson soon.

Before long, only the sound of rustling papers could be heard from Ireh’s room.

***

On the first day, nothing happened.

“We need to set up night watches.”

Two hours for Ireh, two hours for Zernya, and finally two hours for Rustila.

“Three people works out perfectly.”

“Can both of you manage with four hours of sleep?”

“When taking care of patients, even two hours a day is a blessing.”

“Me too. When I’m researching, this feels like a lot of sleep.”

Cartesia snorted at the sight of them bragging about their sleep deprivation. A yawn escaped her lips.

Even deities sleep.

Because during sleep, they can store data and expand their thought forms in what’s called an “enhancement process.”

Also, this way they could save pron and coin needed for life maintenance.

Cartesia lay down first.

“Hmmmm.”

The double queen-sized bed had the youngster’s scent mixed in.

It was extremely comfortable.

Her consciousness gradually faded like a dying lamp.

It was while Cartesia was deep in sweet sleep.

“Hey you bastard, what are you? Get out from under my bed right now!”

She snapped awake at the sharp voice.

Zernya was shouting into the microphone.

“Rustila, Ireh unnie——!!”

Cartesia’s gaze followed the blanket and dropped downward.

In the darkness where the only light source was a single mood lamp, black tentacle shapes reflected like clouds on a lake surface.

Whoosh!

A tentacle sliced through the air. Cartesia quickly twisted her body. The mist tentacle grabbed the blanket and pulled it down. The bed broke into six pieces.

Gulp.

The sound of a moving Adam’s apple. And then.

“Aack!”

Another tentacle caught Zernya’s neck.

The tentacle tried to pull Zernya with powerful force. Even in complete darkness, one could see her face turning blue.

Slash!

Cartesia sharpened her tentacles like blades and cut through the mist tentacles. Zernya fell to the floor with a thud, gasping for breath.

“Cough, hack, I, I thought I was going to die…!”

“Woman, you’re really weak.”

“I’m a doctor! It’s been ages since I held a sword…!”

“It’s coming.”

Cartesia grabbed Zernya with her tentacles and rolled together. Black thorns pierced the spot where they had been. Boom, the wall collapsed. It was a close call.

“Zernya, we’re here!”

“That’s…”

Tss tss tss.

No sooner had Rustila and Ireh arrived than darkness swallowed the bed.

[“Cartesia, my daughter.”]

Renatus.

He had descended.

[“You don’t know how impatient I’ve been to harvest you. Now return to the embrace of the father who gave birth to you. Come.”]

The fact that he was speaking telepathically indicated he hadn’t fully manifested yet.

Estimating the time limit, about 5 minutes.

They needed to either hold out until then or finish this.

Cartesia quickly thought.

1. Rustila, Zernya, and Ireh cannot face Renatus together.

2. She received 190,000 coin and 550,000 pron from Eidel. This should be enough to use a couple of techniques that could land effective hits even on a high-ranking deity.

3. She couldn’t sense Powehi’s presence. He might launch a time-delayed attack. She needed to use techniques that could prepare for that as well.

And finally one more thing.

At her level, she couldn’t completely destroy Renatus.

So if she wanted to defeat him, she needed to break his will. Or make him stop thinking.

‘Now is the only time to attack.’

The decision didn’t take long.

[— <Mental Gender Conversion>, <Endless Lust>]

Using 550,000 pron to activate two techniques.

And to this.

[— ‘Fixed’ effect added.]

Investing 190,000 coin to make the effect semi-permanent until Cartesia herself perished.

Before Renatus could prepare his attack, Cartesia stretched out her hand.

“Turn that one into a bitch.”

Splash!

Azure tentacles filled with madness tore into the just-descended body of Renatus.

“Cartesia? What are you doing to your father…! Urrrrggghhh!”

Surprisingly, it worked.

***

Following his master’s orders, Powehi decided to attack later.

This was what’s called a time-delayed attack.

He had been preparing various things to catch Cartesia off guard, even if his teacher took a big hit first.

It was about time.

‘When the teacher comes up, I’ll just greet him and go right back down. I’ll thoroughly toy with the opponent when they’re most at ease, hehehe.’

While he was thinking this.

Crack!

A fissure appeared in the null space where he was, and through that gap, a pink dust mass revealed itself.

“W-who…?”

“…It’s me, my disciple.”

“T-teacher?”

It was an alien appearance, but from the form, tone, and everything else, he could tell. The being before him was none other than his one and only master.

The excited pink mist began to approach slowly.

“Your voice has become soft like a woman’s. What on earth happened down there?”

“Is that important right now?”

“Pardon?”

“Like desire in a wine glass, like winter waiting for spring.”

Powehi intuitively realized.

Something had gone wrong, terribly wrong.

“You’re so cute, Powehi. I want to lock you up in my black hole. Will you allow it?”

“Teacher? Teacher! N-no! You shouldn’t touch me like this! Don’t we have the same color? Nothing will come of mixing us!”

“I don’t care about that. Right now, I just want you.”

The pink mist seductively embraced the small black mist. The two clouds mixed chaotically, raising the temperature of the black hole exponentially.

“Please come to your senses! I am your disciple! This isn’t right between master and student!”

“I’ll mix with you.”

“Teacher——!! Aaaaargh!!”

That day, astronomers observed radiation heat from the Sgr A* celestial body at levels that couldn’t be explained by existing physics.

And thus a new hypothesis was formed.

Perhaps it was due to deities’ reproductive activities.

In other words, beyond Hawking radiation—fucking radiation.

In the physics community, it was recorded as such a joke…