Roguelike Dungeon Onahole Collector






    Chapter 104 – What Should I View It As

    Setting aside how my home is being wrecked in real-time by the onaholes, there was one more problem.

    I dumped the bitterly strong coffee into the sink drain and slowly walked toward the room where I had kept them.

    On the way, I found my 360,000 won jacket dangling from the ceiling, but I closed my eyes and surrendered to Buddhist detachment, momentarily tasting the state of enlightenment.

    Do-mo Maitreya Bodhisattva = If you act like a Buddha, you become a real Buddha.

    While savoring the brilliance of a sage emitting golden aura, I hesitated briefly at the door.

    ‘I brought them here, but dealing with them is difficult…’

    The victims of the tentacle cult who were now in limbo because I’d hoped there might be a way to restore them like Kali, but Youden had confirmed there wasn’t.

    Opening the door revealed a meat flower spreading red spores and a meat pillar that occasionally twitched, seemingly moving the lower half of a human body as if alive.

    “Obviously… they haven’t moved from where I left them.”

    I could have kept them inside the mimic, but even when miniaturized, onaholes take up quite a bit of space.

    Moreover, besides these two, with five others—Slime, Severa, Kali, Alraune, and Arachne—that don’t even have combat abilities but just spread debuffs, I couldn’t carry them around.

    So I had put them in an unused room for now…

    Taking a step into the room, my foot gets wet with a splash from secretions flowing from the meat flower.

    “Ugh… does this one not stop like Alraune? At least it should be easier to clean than honey, right? Please be easy to clean.”

    If left alone, ordinary flooring would probably rot instantly. Maybe I should put them in the bathroom.

    As I approached the window to ventilate the room filled with sticky, headache-inducing sweet fragrance, fortunately, no one was visible outside.

    It’s because I placed them here in a direction where people rarely pass by.

    Rattle-

    When I opened the window, fresh air rushed in, striking my face.

    “Now what should I do.”

    I was getting a headache thinking about how to dispose of these things.

    If they were criminals or apostates, completely irredeemable villains, I wouldn’t hesitate to cut them down, but these people, whatever they might have done in life, were ultimately those who were kidnapped and experimented on.

    It’s largely due to this defense mechanism that I’ve maintained my sanity despite killing several people.

    “Hmmmm…”

    With a deep sigh, all I could do was stare at the meat flower and meat pillar.

    But regardless of my intense gaze, the meat flower continued to spew spores and secretions that made the body tingle upon contact.

    Red flesh.

    Looking at this alien flower that had transformed into something like a rafflesia in full bloom, yet still retained a woman’s body that naturally drew the eye and hand, I felt a stirring reaction below.

    “What are you thinking about so intently?”

    “…Wouldn’t everyone mind observing the basic courtesy of making some noise when approaching? It puts a strain on my sensitive heart.”

    “I didn’t know that. Is this apology sufficient?”

    Kali playfully approached and nibbled on my earlobe.

    With a ticklish sensation, I felt her tongue tip tracing around it, making me shiver.

    “KYAAAAH!!!”

    As I twisted away, Kali easily moved back as if she’d expected it.

    Her drowsy-looking, seductive wine-colored pupils were staring directly at me as I frantically rubbed my arms, covered in goosebumps.

    The claw given by Blue Tongue had successfully contained the power to dispel the blindfold’s curse.

    Although I almost poked a few holes in Kali’s face because I didn’t know how to use it, it was just a minor, cute mistake, so I trust Kali won’t hold it against me.

    “So what is it…”

    “You obviously look like you have a lot on your mind. Was I interrupting?”

    Kali had nothing to wear, so she was wearing my t-shirt, pulling the ends down.

    Despite Kali being tall for a woman, the overwhelming volume made the box tee unable to completely cover her belly, revealing her navel, given the size difference of several levels.

    It was a hole I wanted to poke my finger into, but I resisted with superhuman mental strength.

    Poke-

    “Hmm…”

    The fingertip that entered that sunken hole.

    Feeling both firm yet soft, it seemed like it would go deeper if I pushed, so I applied force, but Kali, perhaps finding it uncomfortable, covered her belly with her palm and stepped back slightly.

    “You shouldn’t do this to just any woman, you know?”

    “As if I’d be that crazy. I only do this to you all.”

    Kali’s gaze suggested she didn’t believe me.

    It was a high-level emotional transmission ability that made even me wonder, ‘Is that so?’

    “Why are you looking at me like that.”

    “So were you worrying about these… ‘things that were once human’?”

    Kali smoothly changed the subject like a snake slithering over a wall.

    At the words “things that were once human” contained in that single sentence, I nodded with a sour expression.

    “When I first saw them, I thought they could be restored to their original state, so I brought them, but I found out it’s impossible.”

    “Because I was like that?”

    “Because you were like that.”

    Even Kali, who had been parasitized by the Bell of the End for a long time, returned to normal without aftereffects, so I thought that even if their bodies were slightly transformed, ma-gical power could somehow fix it, but it seems that’s not the case.

    ‘Well… Kali was just parasitized, while these are in a form that’s hard to even call human.’

    Squirm-

    Once again, the meat flower moved, exhaling sweet fragrance that enticed people along with red spores.

    “So what are you going to do now?”

    “I don’t know…”

    “If you want, I can kill them for you. Is that what you want?”

    I looked at Kali. She waited with her usual faint smile at the corners of her lips, as if urging my choice.

    Kill them for me… Certainly, it could be considered a solution of sorts, given my reluctance to directly kill these mere victims due to revulsion.

    But it didn’t appeal to me.

    I shook my head as my answer.

    Kali’s lips curved into a deeper arc, as if pleased with my answer, and she gently caressed my cheek, pulling me to bury my face in her chest.

    Due to the overwhelming difference in strength—actually, I just didn’t resist—my vision was obscured by Kali’s soft, warm maternal embrace.

    “I understand your slight sympathy, slight guilt, and slight helplessness toward them. I know it all, having experienced it myself.”

    Kali paused afterward, as if reminiscing about something.

    With my face deeply buried in her valley, I inhaled Kali’s rich scent while stealthily placing my hands on her waist.

    “But isn’t one still a hero even if they fail? Can a hero save everyone? For those who are no longer human and can’t even hold emotions like resentment, all you can do is create a definitive heroic tale to be used later.”

    Airy words.

    However, I could easily grasp the meaning Kali was trying to convey to me.

    “What happens after that is secondary, isn’t it?”

    “So you’re saying I should do as I please?”

    “Literally, it’s your heart. Wouldn’t they consider it an honor if they could help strengthen the footsteps of a hero advancing to save the world?”

    Kali’s comfort… or is it?

    Since the nuance was slightly odd, I slowly shifted my gaze, then quickly turned back to Kali to ask what she meant.

    But before that, Kali seductively whispered in my ear.

    “Do to them what you did to ‘us’.”

    “WHAT??? ME???”

    To be honest, I did touch the lush femininity of the meat flower because I couldn’t resist, but that was due to some fateful attraction no man could refuse.

    What I had been doing was worrying about how to treat these irreversible meat flowers and meat pillars afterward, not at all about the intensity or frequency of waist rotations due to succumbing to sexual desire!

    Is Kali now destroying my advanced civic personality?

    If so, I can’t stand by. I wasn’t going to pull that out, but…

    However, before I could pull it out, Kali walked slowly toward the two alien entities, with a face that suggested she knew everything.

    Splash- Splash-

    With each step, the secretions pooled on the floor splashed.

    “Thaat…”

    Certainly, there are cliches abound in the world about painlessly sending off those who have become unable to live normal lives, like euthanasia, from a moral dimension.

    “But didn’t you say you didn’t want to kill them yourself?”

    Kali ran her finger along a protruding part of the meat flower.

    Transparent secretions flowing from the blooming head coated her finger like a coating, and at the end of the slippery motion, she flicked a protrusion, making the red flesh undulate.

    Meat flower secretions, like Alraune’s honey, dripped from Kali’s fingertips as she stroked it.

    “A very decadent and lewd appearance with obvious intentionality… but since it neither feeds nor moves, it’s practically an inanimate object.”

    “…”

    Kali blinked once, as if asking if I understood.

    “So if we look for usefulness… isn’t it what you always do to ‘us’?”

    “No, the subject is jumping around too much for me to follow.”

    I didn’t know what Kali’s real personality was like since we didn’t have much time to talk when she was rational, but tracing this conversation, it seems like some screws are seriously loose.

    “Of course, neither I nor the other children dislike mingling bodies with our master…”

    Once again, Kali approached without warning and exhaled a hot sigh toward my lips.

    “For the sake of our master’s peace of mind, I can concede this much.”

    “What kind of concession?!”

    She keeps saying incomprehensible things, and what’s terrifying is that they come with no malice whatsoever but purely from goodwill and affection.

    Kali’s face, which had drawn close as if to kiss, moved away again as she turned around and walked toward the door.

    As she crossed the threshold and went outside.

    “And actually, they’re closer to magical creatures like homunculi created as byproducts rather than the victims themselves. What you think of them is up to you.”

    With that final comment, Kali truly closed the door and disappeared beyond it.

    “…”

    I looked at the ceiling, watching the meat flower and meat pillar that were oblivious to my complicated feelings.

    “But I didn’t bring a foot towel.”

    “Slime~ Come here.”

    Fortunately, the floor won’t be sticky.


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