Chapter 20 – Floor 4. New Hole

After carefully holding a grand neural synaptic marathon conference in my brain, running through 69 seconds of high-level intellectual logical circuits, I still couldn’t figure out what Unicellia’s secret was that the log suddenly informed me about.

Well… at most, she appeared to be sculpted with something like a plug inserted in her anus, but that couldn’t be the secret of a god in the D.D. world.

Anyway, whatever water dropped on the bridge of my nose, it was just water, so there was no need to worry about it.

Just think of it as free points—what does it matter if a god with the title “Pure Maiden” is actually an exhibitionist pig who walks around naked with an anal plug inserted!

“Whatever. Even if she had a Daepodong missile stuck in there instead of a plug, I could overlook it.”

My tolerance was in the realm of a saint born once every few centuries!

I was so benevolent that I had already worked out 36 different plans for how to beat 112.311 to a pulp in Incheon Harbor if I ever met them.

“Right now, though, rather than that…”

Perhaps because everything around was made of pure white marble, my body, which had been wandering through those filthy underground sewers for almost a week now, finally felt itchy.

Fortunately, the altar area wasn’t a desolate place with only statues; it also had amenities like fountains, chairs, and tables, perhaps as interior decoration.

And what I headed toward was a fountain with clean water flowing.

Whether it was the designer’s taste or not, the fountain featured four white lions, all obsessively white as well, standing back-to-back and spitting water.

Clear water that would be hard to find in the underground sewers just a few dozen meters away was gushing out of the fountain.

“This is pretty extreme.”

Looking at my reflection in the pooled water of the fountain, I couldn’t help but be appalled.

Ugly, unshaven, bristly beard; hair stiff with dried sweat and blood; skin as black as if I’d rolled in mud.

This wasn’t how I wanted to look, but it was hard to consider it a human appearance at all.

“Let’s wash up first.”

As I stripped off the armor that had been protecting me from life-threatening attacks, it became even more obvious how filthy I was.

If someone saw me, I’d look like a person who’d been homeless for about 10 years, collecting all the world’s misfortunes, but I had only gone 7 days without washing.

Becoming a soft, smooth young man in his birthday suit without a single thread on his body, I enjoyed the luxurious bath, pouring clean water from the fountain over myself—an extravagance in these underground sewers.

Actually, “enjoyed” might not be the right word.

“BUBBLEBLUBBLUBB!!! BRRRBLUBLUBB!!!”

Because the water was fucking freezing.

Why didn’t people in the old days put boilers in fountains?

This was truly a barbaric era, not at all friendly to delicate, tender marten-like people like myself.

***

Did the gods lack the consideration to prepare warm water for those who would wash in the fountain?

And what about the consideration to prepare razors for those who would shave?

In my opinion, these six gods must have been killed by that giant-eyed bastard because they brought him something like pineapple pizza when he invited them to be friends.

Thanks to that, the scratch on my handsome face from trying to shave with an axe was a national loss.

“Phew— It’s too early to sleep but too late for exploration, so there’s only one thing left to do.”

Well, that’s one thing, but an onahole is an onahole.

I took out the Wraith Onahole that had been knocked out from fighting the Giant Slime and the Holy Slime Onahole from my backpack.

Despite always filling my stomach to the brim whenever I used them, I sighed at the thought of having to refill these onaholes that were no better than cheap masturbation aids.

“I wish there was a solution to this sustainability problem…”

The gazes of the six giant statues looking down at me were quite burdensome, but I’d already had an intense session with Severa in front of an angel statue, so what difference would a few more make?

SPRING UP—

Despite my balls shriveling from the cruel act of a cold water shower, seeing Unicellia’s lewd posture and the Wraith Onahole with its legs folded and pussy spread wide open waiting to be used, getting hard wasn’t an issue.

Throb throb—

My cock, with veins bulging as I strained, was placed atop the Wraith Onahole, soon to be thoroughly ravaged.

“Ugh..! Isn’t inputting magic to make me move enough by now! There’s no meaning in doing this anymore..!”

Severa’s hand pushed against my cheek with all her might, but she couldn’t exert any physical force strong enough to actually push me away.

She pounded my chest as if wanting to escape from my body crushing her, but an onahole that had already submitted couldn’t harm its master.

The only action an onahole could take was to pleasantly tighten around my cock as it slid through her inner flesh with each movement of my hips.

Gulp- Gulp- Gulp-

Ejaculation filling her womb as if trying to impregnate a being that was already no longer human.

Severa’s lips trembled at the sensation of white fluid filling her, then she bit her lip as if giving up and glared at me fiercely.

“Whew! The more I use it, the more it clings—does one need talent even as an onahole to become a hero?”

“…Is this meaningless act so enjoyable to you?”

I slightly raised the corner of my mouth at Severa’s words, which were spoken in a low, angry tone but somehow mixed with moisture.

She was probably asking why I needed to fuck her again when I had already ejaculated into the Wraith Onahole and recharged its magic.

But Severa too was an onahole.

And what reason did one need to use an onahole? You use it because you’re horny.

“Meaningless, you say?”

As I was pondering how to explain this fact that she couldn’t—or perhaps didn’t want to—understand, I remembered what had been inserted in Unicellia’s behind.

‘Maybe I should try her ass.’

Severa’s pussy, which clung softly and rubbed against me, was plenty good, but to make her completely submit, I’d have to invest a whole day like on Floor 2.

Being human, I preferred seeing a woman beneath me gasping.

There was a high possibility that her reaction would be just as reserved, but who knows? She might instantly declare her submission and spray ectoplasm juice if she was fucked in the ass.

I made Severa, who was grinding her teeth, get on all fours.

Her skin was literally bloodless and pale in a way no living human could possess, but that made the curves of her porcelain-like female body even more beautifully pronounced.

“Don’t you ever get tired of this… While you waste time on these meaningless acts, that absolute doom is moving to devour you!”

“You’re saying you’re not certain? And from my experience, that thing stayed on that floor for quite a while even when dragged out.”

“What do you mean…”

Severa furrowed her brow as if not understanding my meta-reference to D.D.’s ending, but I firmly grasped her plump buttocks and peered between her ass cheeks.

Traces of semen flowing from the slightly parted crevice where my cock had roughly penetrated remained, wetting Severa’s unopened, bud-like anus.

‘I wasn’t particularly interested in ass until now… but looking at it like this, it’s quite erotic.’

My finger approached that tightly closed hole, moistened by semen.

“Properly explain…”

Strretch—

The first sensation felt was moisture, followed by fine wrinkles and the slick entrance.

My finger, which was about to enter, was engulfed up to the nail with strong repulsion and stopped its advance.

But slowly, very slowly, as I applied force to go deeper inside as if rubbing, I was able to penetrate the resistance of the anal sphincter that had reflexively tensed up.

Slurp-!

“No, nooo..! Ugh♡ That’s not a place for… insertion..! Take it out right now?!”

To withdraw my middle finger, which was completely swallowed by her anus at that outburst, I applied force, but the walls of her rectum seemed unwilling to let go and started getting pulled out with it.

The suction power of the intestines clinging to my finger was of a different texture from that of her pussy.

Unlike the vagina, which gradually led to heightened sexual sensation with its wriggling like a separate life form, the collaboration of the anal sphincter and intestine was violent in comparison.

As if it were a wringing movement.

To my eyes, her ass hole appeared to be an organ solely for extracting ejaculation, designed to induce and accept male ejaculation rather than its original purpose.

“Oh. It’s gripping my finger tightly and won’t let go?”

“Hnng♡ Ugh♡”

“Getting like this from just one finger? After all the cute treatment I gave you, your weakness was somewhere else. I wonder if you’d die a second time from shock if I put my cock in.”

With her reaction, my cock hardened again, and I placed it on her face, which looked bewildered by this unfamiliar pleasure.

The warm genitals rested on her beautiful face, emanating the scent of maleness.

“Hnnngh! Ah, you vile creature..! How♡ can you call yourself a hero, when you…!”

‘I’m not a hero.’

Whether in the game or now, it was just the Sad Ghost misunderstanding things on her own.

But for now, let’s go with me being a hero.

“And here I thought you were just a feisty masochistic onahole, but I never dreamed your ass would be your weakness. Thank you, Unicellia! Now, you say thank you too.”

“Don’t be♡ ridiculous! Ugh, ah♡”

If she shows an uncooperative response, a few pokes in her asshole will make her docile—where else could there be such an excellent good-child button!

I felt like I could understand the feeling of an inventor who had made a groundbreaking invention.

“Say thank you!”

Poke- Poke- Poke- Poke-!

“Hick, ugh, sto—mmph!”

I thrust my hardened cock into her throat, pushing through her parted lips that had opened to tell me to stop, making it difficult for her to endure.

I roughly pulled out my cock that had been thrust into her throat, brushing past her tongue and into the throat that was like a void, enjoying the tightness of her throat contracting from the stimulation—not from suffocation, as she was a spirit.

A finger entering and exiting her beautifully closed hole.

When I curled my fingertip to scratch the intestinal wall, Severa’s body jumped up, making the tightness of her throat even better.

I could do this without any guilt—something that would obviously have killed a living being if all means of breathing were blocked while poking their weakness.

The Specter of the Past, a spirit, took no damage from such hardcore acts!

Splurt—

“Gulp, swallow, mmph…”

Semen that would uselessly disappear into the ghost’s stomach as ejaculation rose from roughly violating her throat.

Severa enjoyed a brief moment of respite as she held my cock, which had momentarily stopped its piston movement to ejaculate.

Her usual fierce expression was nowhere to be seen, and when our eyes met as she looked up at me with eyes mixed with a bit of fear, she flinched and awkwardly sucked on the cock she was holding, making slurp- slurp- sounds.

Naturally, since it was her mouth and she was awkward, the stimulation wasn’t as good as using her pussy, but the situation of her, who had always been desperate to eat me, now obediently sucking my cock to please me was enjoyable.

“Hah…”

“…Slurp- Mmm, suck… slurp-“

When I sighed at the scene where that sense of conquest welled up as her ass clenched tight, Severa stroked my cock more passionately as if she had done something wrong.

She looked like a frightened puppy, but I knew a truth that even she didn’t know.

‘She really gushed a lot.’

The fog of ectoplasm rising from the floor between her legs.

Severa didn’t know because her face was buried in my crotch performing fellatio, but there was so much of it that her lower body wasn’t even visible.

‘I hope she won’t actually die from shock if we have anal sex.’

Even though I knew that wouldn’t happen, I was worried enough to think about it.

“Ah- that was good. Don’t you think so too?”

“Hmph..!”

Wriggle!

Slurp- Slurp- Slurp-

When I placed my hand on Severa’s shoulder, her face, which had been deliciously sucking my cock, was nowhere to be seen, and she turned her head with a prim expression.

Thinking she was quite a stubborn onahole, I grabbed her soft breasts, which she didn’t resist.

Slurp— Sluuurp— Suck—

“If you keep doing that, next time I’ll really put it in your ass. And I’ll show your friend Maria how her friend cries when her ass is poked.”

“Ugh… I would rather face final oblivion than suffer such humiliation from you.”

“I absolutely won’t let that happen.”

Sluuurp- Slurp- Sluuurp-

Losing an onahole like her would be an enormous loss.

Even if she died, I’d resurrect her to use her.

Thank you, Lady Unicellia! If it weren’t for you, I would never have known that Severa’s erogenous zone was her ass!

I’m sorry for calling you a slut! You might just be a pervert.

Splurt-

A stream of white fluid flows into the blue water blob that’s sparkling with light.

***

“Why is there a puddle of water here now?”

A puddle of water had formed under Unicellia’s statue that wasn’t there yesterday, but it’s probably nothing since the altar area is a safe zone anyway.

It did feel a bit sticky, unlike the clean and clear water from the fountain, though.

Anyway, with a refreshed body, I opened the door connected to Floor 4.