Chapter 118: Confidential #3

Entrusting his body to the bed, Rohan shut his eyes.

It wasn’t difficult to find it nestled in a corner of his consciousness.

The moment he grasped the alien lump, placed neatly like a book within a book, a line of text appeared before his eyes.

It was always a video or book that conveyed profound things, difficult to interpret.

Rohan focused as much as possible, trying not to miss any information.

As such things, they might eventually form a clear picture.

Let’s go.

What would it show him this time?

Even though he was worried about potential problems with his physical condition, there was a sense of anticipation.

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The world, once dotted with black, was dyed white.

Colorful hues gathered noisily, creating the world.

I see.

Like the previous time, he was borrowing someone’s eyes this time as well.

Rohan began to carefully examine the information captured in the background.

Whose perspective is it this time?

He could see a cigarette on the table, and an ashtray that looked like it was about to become a cactus.

The long hair obscuring the view suggested it was a woman, and the presence of an ashtray made him suspect it wasn’t the male Head of the Household from last time.

A hand moved to grab a pen.

Judging by the shape of the nails and the fingers, it seemed to be a woman indeed.

The cigarettes and hair color… Is it the woman the Head of the Household met last time?

The woman who was with what he assumed to be his younger self.

Her face was obscured, so he couldn’t confirm, but he could guess from other details.

“Sigh…“

The woman, habitually placing a cigarette in her mouth, began to fill the paper with elegant handwriting.

Rohan took in the words she was writing.

Rohan knew.

In order to fulfill the researcher’s duty in the experiment, this woman was about to write a personal statement to pour out her emotions.

A small wish that someone would read it in the future was also contained within.

“Sigh…”

A puff of smoke escaped her lips and drifted towards the ceiling.

!?

It clearly came to Rohan’s mind.

The title of Betrayer of Humanity following Omega’s name.

“Sigh…”

The woman exhaled, ending her time of scribbling down her emotions.

Thump!

The book closed. As she put down the pen and cigarette, her hand trembled.

A curse slipped out the mouth that had just exhaled cigarette smoke.

“Fuck…”

A delicate voice and a harsh word.

This woman, who appeared calm and brazen in front of the Head of the Household, was suffering from extreme anxiety and fear.

Remembering something.

What?

The scene Rohan was watching turned black as he began to peek into the woman’s memories as well.

Sharing something she had seen and experienced directly.

Rohan stared blankly at the notification window.

Abyss City version 5? The one I played was version 2?

He had no time to organize his thoughts.

The video played.

The location was a canyon shrouded in fog.

Gloomy. No people were visible.

─ Oooom.

A giant whale, emitting a sound similar to a foghorn, lay on its belly on the ground.

Void Whale…

The monster that destroyed the Southern Region.

While Rohan had never actually seen it, he was familiar with it, having seen it occasionally in official illustrations and the story.

Even so, I never imagined it would be this big.

The word “whale” seemed inadequate.

He wondered if the Creator had bestowed life upon a mountain.

What was that thing, anyway? Could it really be classified as a simple monster?

─ Groooan.

The very existence of this monster caused the surroundings to melt into black.

It moved, using the world transformed into an unknown liquid as its footing.

─ Grooo.

Suddenly, the Void Whale opened its mouth.

The Void Whale’s specialty was creating a Dimensional Rift in its mouth and pouring out monsters.

Rohan widened his eyes, sensing an important scene.

Is it going to spit out monsters here? In a place where there’s nothing?

But it defied expectations.

Things more surprising than monsters emerged from the Void Whale’s mouth.

Humans.

Through the Dimensional Rift created by the Void Whale.

A group of humans walked out.

…?

An incomprehensible picture, even for Rohan momentarily.

The Dimensional Rift was an exit for monsters.

Once it spewed out monsters, it closed and couldn’t be used as an entrance to push humans through.

The shock continued without giving him a break.

Surprisingly, there were some familiar faces in that group.

Omega and Hex, positioned among the group, were visible.

Omega, unlike when he saw him on the uninhabited island, had no burn marks. But his body still felt distant from that of a human.

And Hex was exactly as he had seen in the illustrations.

Rohan’s contemplation deepened.

The PV title is Betrayers of Humanity…

Beyond that Dimensional Rift in the Void Whale’s mouth.

What could there be?

If only he could confirm that, the curiosity and tingling sensation in his heart would completely disappear.

The Void Whale had already submerged into the melted ground and disappeared.

“…”

Rohan’s eyes opened.

He looked at his phone. About five minutes had passed.

As expected, after watching the confidential video, both his body and mind felt heavy with fatigue.

The bed was too comfortable.

He forced himself to sit up, knowing he’d sleep all day if he stayed put. He checked the new messages from Shion and Clara.

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They said they would be done in the afternoon, but it ended quickly.

Rohan arrived in front of the luxurious residence, Shion’s house.

He even bought expensive toilet paper as a housewarming gift.

He considered getting a diffuser, but since he didn’t know their preferred scents, it wasn’t easy. He wasn’t in the right state of mind to leisurely ponder over it either.

Ding-dong!

He rang the doorbell. Silence. The door didn’t open.

Ding-dong!

He pressed it again, but there was still no response.

What? I’m sure they’re home?

They had definitely messaged him saying they would be waiting.

He thought about giving them a call, but wondering if they were moving things inside, Rohan eventually pulled out his key card.

Rohan had been given a key card and registered his fingerprint so he could enter Shion’s house.

At first, he had refused, saying it was fine, but he accepted after hearing the following examples of why he might need it.

Beep!

The main gate opened.

The doorknob inside also turned smoothly.

“Shion? Clara?”

Calling their names, Rohan placed his shoes in the shoe rack and stepped inside.

As time passed, the fatigue weighed on him doubly. Something wasn’t right.

His eyelids kept drooping, urging him to sleep.

“Rohan. You came?”

“Oh, O-oppa…!”

The two emerged from a room.

Rohan gaped at the sight of Shion and Clara.

They were wearing the negligees they had bought at the mall yesterday.

Shion walked into the living room with confident strides.

Clara, with stiff steps, shuffled behind Shion, half hiding her body.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Both of you, get dressed properly!”

“It’s my house, isn’t it okay?”

“…”

Even though Shion maintained a nonchalant expression, her ears were flushed red.

Clara’s eyes were already spinning.

Feeling the strong surge of his pent-up sexual desire since arriving in Academy City, Rohan recited the national anthem in his head.

The desires he had been suppressing by exhausting his body and expending his energy were growing immensely.

“If Rohan had rung the doorbell, we would’ve changed. We didn’t have time just now.”

“…I rang it several times.”

At Rohan’s answer, Shion spoke mechanically, as if she had been waiting for it.

“Then the doorbell must be broken. We didn’t hear it. I’ll fix it tomorrow.”

“R-right…! Broken…! It’s broken!”

Seeing Clara’s dizzy face as she chimed in, Rohan burst out laughing.

He thought it would be best to just be straightforward.

“I’m a healthy man too, so this is difficult for me.”

“…!”

Shion’s eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Clara reacted the same way.

“Noted.”

“Yeah… I-I’ll be careful…!”

As if they had achieved their goal, the two returned to their room, saying they would change.

“Ha.”

Rohan put down the toilet paper he was holding and exhaled deeply.

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Shion had also prepared a room for Rohan in the mansion.

As a sign for him to come over comfortably, she had already furnished it with basic furniture and even a bed.

Rohan, while appearing burdened, couldn’t hide his drowsiness.

After taking a look around the house, he said he would sleep for a bit and lay down on the bed without even a blanket.

He shut his eyes after asking to be woken up in 30 minutes.

After the girls discussed the aftermath of their operation and organized their shopping list, exactly 30 minutes passed.

The two girls came to the room to wake Rohan.

“…This is rare.”

“I-I know, right?”

“Is he very tired?”

“If it’s a normal day for Oppa… he would’ve come right after training…”

Shion and Clara, looking at the deeply sleeping Rohan, decided this was an unusual situation.

He didn’t wake up even when they were openly talking like this.

““…””

Naughty thoughts began to brew in the minds of the girls who had acknowledged their feelings.

But stealing was bad.

The girls had the fantasy that their first time would be led by Rohan, after their feelings were mutually understood.

“U-Unni…!”

“Hmm?”

Startled by something, Clara pointed at Rohan’s lower body.

Positioned there was a natural physiological phenomenon.

A massive rod stood erect, seemingly about to tear through his thin, stretchy pants.

Its menacing presence was prominent.

“As I said earlier, he’s a healthy man, so it’s a natural… natural… a natural and normal physical phenomenon… it’s n-nothing to be surprised about…”

Shion stammered, unable to hide her embarrassment.

Should they leave the room?

If Rohan woke up now, it would be incredibly awkward.

““…””

However, curiosity sometimes leads to trouble.

Without a word, the girls quietly moved closer, and began to observe Rohan’s lower body.

A very strong scent emanated from it, threatening to fill the room.

It was hard to describe, but it was addictive.

So, Shion and Clara boldly started to look closer, moving even closer.

As two breaths brushed against him, close enough to feel a unique warmth,

Rohan’s body also showed a change.

Long-suppressed desires.

Rohan’s vibrant body decided to relieve itself through a wet dream.

“Ah…?”

“!”

A sticky liquid spurted out like a fountain, soaking through his thin cotton pants.

The hot, white liquid splattered onto Shion and Clara.