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    Chapter 166

    Chapter 166

    I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World.

    Episode 200: The Correct Way To Use An Onahole (1)

    The next morning.

    When I opened my eyes, a sight unbelievable for a hotel room that was the same as yesterday unfolded before me.

    The bed had sunk deeply in the center, and the once pure white sheets were covered in all sorts of bodily fluids, having transformed into ‘what used to be pure white.’

    On the floor, shattered glass tables and cushions with their stuffing burst out lay scattered, showing just how desperate the ‘cockfight’ between the Holy Church and the Devil had been.

    ‘…Hmm.’

    Recalling the faint memories of yesterday, I awkwardly scratched my cheek.

    I expected to lose some reason, but this was a thrust that far exceeded the user’s expectations.

    “I should be more careful next time.”

    Honestly, even now my dick was twitching a little, so even if I ended up having to rape someone due to unavoidable circumstances, I should refrain from chugging down ‘orc aphrodisiac’.

    Swish—

    Turning my head to check beside me, Yuris and Helen were asleep, tightly embracing each other.

    “They seem to have gotten quite close.”

    Watching the two of them, who seemed to have become completely friendly overnight, a pleased smile naturally spread across my face.

    Creak—

    “…Hueh?…Master…where are you going…”

    “Kkeueu??!…Huh…my back!…Ugh…!…It’s going to break…Keuk…!”

    I carefully slipped out of bed to avoid waking them as much as possible, but sensing my movement, Yuris and Helen opened their eyes almost simultaneously.

    “Sorry, did I wake you? I was just going to wash up for a bit. You two must be tired, so rest a little more.”

    I gently said, stroking both of their heads with my hands.

    “…Hooah…Yesh….A, a bitch…wakes up…more easilyoo…”

    “Haa… okay. I’ll sleep a bit more too, so wake me up after you wash… Aheuheu!!..Yuris! Stop taking all the blanket!..It’s cold! Seriously!”

    “Haeueueu…Helen…I’m…cold too…eueung…”

    Even while grumbling, Helen seemed to have given up on taking back the blanket. In the end, she turned towards Yuris and snuggled up to her like a hugging pillow, falling asleep.

    Only after confirming that the two of them were completely asleep did I carefully head to the bathroom.

    Swishhhhh—

    ‘Well then, shall I take a look at the Gallery?’

    It had only been two days, but for some reason, it felt like it had been a very long time since I last entered the Gallery.

    When I first became the manager, I spent most of my day in the Gallery…

    Honestly, after entrusting the position of sub-manager to Laplace, I felt like I had become a bit negligent.

    Of course, it’s not like I completely let go.

    Still, I checked the Gallery at least once a day.

    Well, the day before yesterday and yesterday, I had unavoidable circumstances so I couldn’t log in, but what could have happened in such a short time?

    ….I shouldn’t have set that flag.

    [I stuck it in a tree hole and it’s sucking my life force, is this normal?][1]

    [YOU FUCKING BASTARD MANAGERS!!! THE GALLERY IS RUINED!!!] [5]

    [Breaking News) Both gallery managers found dead on their feet KKKKKKKK][8]

    [This mass posting is for real? It’s so slow KKKKK][3]

    [I’ll bet my life that anyone can tell she’s not a virgin] [5]

    [Elf-recommended elf restaurants]<<< [6]

    [AHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK~~~~~~~~~~~] [0]

    [Sub-manager <<< Isn’t this bastard dereliction of duty? Where do I report him?][7]

    [Eungae!! BabyNapmi’s lunch today is delicious pudding-geosiya!!!🍮] [6/2]

    [ㄴI just came in my bag] [15]

    [Today, a Gallery user felt sorry for an old street vendor and kicked all her oden with his foot so she could go home ㅠ][11]

    [For real, is it wrong to have a plot where female characters get balls and are trained???][7]

    [AHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK~~~~~~~~~~~] [0]

    [I secretly filmed a super hot elf noona sleeping KKK.jpg][1]

    [[Breaking News] Wippy noona, concept bunny girl photoshoot scheduled to be released this time too ㄷㄷ][31]

    [Hypnosis practice day 258.txt][0]

    [AHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK~~~~~~~~~~~] [0]

    [AHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK~~~~~~~~~~~] [0]

    [A comic about eating a dragon carriage.manhwa] [22]

    [(NSFW) Sharing drawing study materials][3]

    [AHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK~~~~~~~~~~~] [0]

    [Ah, seriously, look at the state of the gallery KKKK Are all the moderators dead? ][23]

    [Ku@Market April Blossom Promotion COvD][7]

    [Is the current state of the popular posts for real? It’s really ruined KKK?][5]

    “No! Fuck! My Gallery!!”

    My mouth hung open like a construction site that had completely fallen apart after checking the Gallery.

    Spam, curses, aggro, shitposts, even advertisements…

    A hellscape that I felt like I had seen once before was being recreated.

    ‘Laplace!!’

    What on earth was Laplace doing that she let the Gallery get into this state!

    [Manager Exclusive Chat Room]

    Eight Times a Day◆: Hey.

    Eight Times a Day◆: What are you doing?

    Eight Times a Day◆: What’s with this state of the gallery?

    ‘…Huh?’

    If it were normal, Laplace would have replied the moment I sent the message, bowing her head in apology…

    But today, no matter how long I waited, there was no reply.

    ‘Could it be that something happened to Laplace…?’

    An ominous premonition flashed through my mind.

    The fact that the Gallery had exploded like this meant that Laplace couldn’t perform her role as ‘sub-manager’ as usual.

    Click—

    I immediately entered Laplace’s Gallery and checked her last post and comments.

    ‘The last post was 5 days ago… and the last comment was 3 days ago?’

    I clicked on the post where Laplace’s last comment was made.

    [Author ㅇㅇ(612.553)][75]

    [Ah, seriously, am I just too picky? There are seriously no decent guys these days fck]

    (A purple-haired beastman making a hmm.. sound.jpg)

    Guys, what do you look at first when you see a guy? I know this is a forever-alone virgin gallery ㅇㅇ but still, tell me ㅇㅇ Isn’t there at least one thing they absolutely have to pass ㅇㅇ

    ChildhoodFriendAssault■: 1. Confirm if it’s a childhood friend. 2. If yes = Get married. 3. If not = Go back to step 1. Repeat endlessly, glhf

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(39.115): But aren’t you just fwb with your childhood friend? Are you actually gonna marry them?

    ㄴ ChildhoodFriendAssault■: .

    Space Dirt Spoon■: Obviously, a man is all about capability, right? Capability is everything. Good looks, nice body, especially being good at sex—none of that means anything. Seriously, don’t date those types.

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: lol no. Men are all about looks and physique, period. What’s the point of being capable if he’s ugly and out of shape? You gonna have sex in the dark or something? lmao

    ㄴ Space Dirt Spoon■: So trashy, lol. What’s the point of dating some himbo? And of course I do it with the lights off. Do you leave them on?

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: lmao that’s just ’cause you’ve never dated a really hot guy. Especially the kind that’s younger but feels older but is still younger—you’d totally lose it, fr. Capability? Who needs that. A pretty face is the plot, and a hot body is the lore.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(172.31): Isn’t everyone younger than you though? lol

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: Why you picking a fight outta nowhere? Shut your mouth unless you wanna get wrecked.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(172.31): Henpecked?

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: You mf—I swear I’ll find you and rip you apart.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(172.31): Got a hit, huh? That temper button’s working real well lol

    ㄴㄴ Space Dirt Spoon■: Enough with the nonsense. Unless you plan on feeding him for life, get a grip

    Mojito Deliveryman■: …Always makes me yummy food… lets me sleep over… cleans up my messes, does my laundry… helps me bathe when I’m too lazy… and when I wear a bread bag, sometimes we… heehee…

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(211.58): This guy doesn’t want a boyfriend, she wants a maid + dildo.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(59.14): damn, reverse sugar baby vibes lol. That’s just a gold digger in disguise, fr. What do you even think men are?

    ㄴ PhewYuck■: ….ngh poor dude nggh

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(512.82): Those chicks are always the same: give absolutely nothing in return lol

    ㄴ Mojito Deliveryman■: It’s not exploitation, okay? Oppa likes me too! And it’s not like we do heehee all the time, just sometimes!

    EveryoneEventuallyDiesAlone■: A warm, kind person who always reaches out first. Even when I push them away with harsh words, they come back and stay quietly by my side. Just being there puts me at peace. Someone so bright, someone too good for someone like me. Someone I can’t approach, only watch from afar. That’s why it hurts. Someone so precious to me. Someone I hope never stops smiling and never gets hurt. Even if I’m not the one beside them, just knowing they’re with someone warm, loved and happy—that’s enough to make me comfort myself. I hope they don’t worry about someone like me and keep moving forward.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(118.42): ?

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(223.62): Bro really out here monologuing alone in the comments.

    ㄴ Tenant Farmer Fan■: (Massive gallery emoji 1, staring blankly)

    ㄴ Tenant Farmer Fan■: (Massive gallery emoji 2, staring blankly)

    ㄴ Tenant Farmer Fan■: (Massive gallery emoji 3, staring blankly)

    ㅇㅇ(119.71): What the hell lol. What are these emojis? Seriously using the whole comment section by yourself

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: Jesus, hit enter once in a while. I can’t read this mess

    Never Get An A■: It’s not super important but… I guess it’s their natural scent? Like… underarms… or down there, that kind of pheromone. Not that it’s important or anything, but when I smell it, it makes my head spin and my lower stomach tighten—it’s like I go into heat even when I’m not in heat.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(118.42): Damn, this one’s the real deal… What’s with the scent fetish?

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(59.14): “Not important” (describes in extreme detail)

    ㄴ Mojito Deliveryman■: I like oppa’s scent too… Especially the one when he comes back from outside, right before he showers. Heehee…

    Whoopee■: I mean~ isn’t it kinda weird to expect anything from a beast like a man to begin with? As long as he’s dumb and obedient enough to do what I say, that’s fine. ^^ If I had to add something, he should look good enough to kneel under my feet and get a pat now and then.

    BabyNapmi■: Unga!! BabyNapmi wants a daddy who hugs and protects BabyNapmi tight, unga!! A daddy who always stays by my side and pats my head, saying it’s okay, you’re not alone, everything’s okay, that kind of daddy is the best, ungaaaaa!!

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(218.154): Oh ffs… Thought you got better lately, now you’re back to unga stuff…

    ㄴ Sacred Power Container■: I!! Think I can understand!! You’re looking for that warm and safe feeling, right?!

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(218.154): Wasn’t this guy just a cursed image bot?

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: He’s kinda normal lately. Still posts cursed stuff though

    ‘Nope… not this one either… Ah, found it.’

    After quickly skimming through the comments, Laplace’s nickname finally appeared.

    Justice’s Magical Girl◇: Strength

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(126.105): So, do you open your legs for anyone with strength?

    ㄴ Justice’s Magical Girl◇: …The strength I speak of is not merely physical.

    ㄴ ㅇㅇ(126.105): (Shrugs and shakes head like “I don’t get it” – gallery emoji)

    ㄴ JustSayNiceThings■: tsk tsk, in the end, hot guys win. Their face alone is always a thrill. Argue and you’re wrong, glhf

    ㄴ Justice’s Magical Girl◇: Someone obsessed with appearances like you could never understand.

    ‘…Nothing special.’

    Contrary to expectations, Laplace’s last comment wasn’t much different from usual.

    “Sigh… First things first, I need to sort this out…”

    It looked like I’d have to go see Laplace myself.

    Same time, in Laplace’s room.

    “Ugh… urgh…!!”

    Laplace groaned in pain.

    Her thin pajamas were soaked with sweat, clinging to her body.

    “No, no…!! Enough… please… just stop…!!”

    From her dry throat came a desperate plea.

    But “it” didn’t care for her begging—only appearing again and again beneath her closed eyelids.

    “…No more… I don’t… want this anymore…”

    A tear slipped from Laplace’s eye as she trembled in fear of the inescapable “it.”


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