Chapter 39: Since I suffered, now you should suffer too

The workshop in the underground village where she had always lived and worked.

Deep inside it, in the place where Chanwoo had prearranged the circuits, Flacia hurried forward, barely pausing to catch her breath.

And there.

In the dark, silent heart of the circuit room, tangled among dozens of wires snaking up the walls, stood a small silhouette, filling the space.

It was Lila.

Her hands touched the circuits.

Her small palms rested gently on the wires, her posture strangely earnest—as if she were praying for something.

Quietly.

Firmly.

***

“Lila…”

“Ah, Flacia!”

Flacia had expected the girl to run to her as usual, but today was different.

Lila was smiling, but her expression was uneasy, and her eyes… shimmered with a peculiar guilt.

“Hello…”

Even her greeting felt oddly distant and small.

Flacia took a careful step forward.

At that, Lila flinched and shouted, “Don’t come any closer! I swear, I’ll tear out every last wire in this circuit!”

“……!”

These circuits were the lifelines connecting the core of the underground village.

A single misstep here could collapse the entire power system.

Flacia froze at the threat.

But she couldn’t understand.

“…Lila. Why are you doing this?”

“…”

“Why are you siding with Chanwoo? Did you… grow to hate this village?”

Lila shook her head violently.

“That’s not it! I… I love this village!”

Her voice was firm.

“The people here, you, Flacia… all of you are precious to me. How could I hate the place that took me in when I was on the verge of death?”

“Then why…?”

Lila slowly closed her eyes.

A faint smile touched her lips as tears streamed silently down her cheeks.

“When I first met Chanwoo oppa…”

She pressed her fingertips harder against the circuits.

“It was the first time I ever… saw the sky.”

“The sky? You’ve seen it before.”

Lila shook her head slowly.

Her clear eyes trembled slightly.

“No. Back then… I just existed beneath it.”

She paused, as if carefully choosing her words.

Then, very slowly, she lifted her fingers from the workshop’s circuits and continued.

“I don’t even know when it started. I can’t remember. All I knew was that I had to keep crawling just to survive. When I opened my eyes, this was my body… I had to run without even time to breathe… my stomach clung to my back… and all around me were monsters.”

Flacia’s gaze wavered.

In her mind, she saw the frail, helpless child from that day.

“The sky was always above me. But… it terrified me. I couldn’t look up. It was too high, too far… and the moment I paid attention to it, I felt like I’d die.”

Lila looked up at the ceiling.

Though it was just a pile of old machinery, her eyes seemed to see something far beyond—something transparent and distant.

“But when I was with oppa… I realized something. That I could lift my head.”

“Lila…”

“It was the first time I thought the sky was beautiful. And in that moment… I felt like I wasn’t just an infected creature. I felt like… a person.”

A quiet smile spread across Lila’s lips.

Her next words were light as breath but heavy with meaning.

“Chanwoo oppa never called me an infected. Just… Lila. My name.”

The first time the small girl had heard her own name spoken by a human.

It was a silent permission—proof that she was allowed to exist in this world.

“I read a lot of comics from your bookshelf, Flacia. The heroes were always human. Stories about humans helping each other, laughing together, fighting together.”

“……”

“And for the first time… I met people who treated me like that too.”

Flacia held her breath.

“Oppa said something to me.”

‘Just trust me this once.’

That one sentence changed everything for Lila.

“Even though he knew I was a spy… he still trusted me. And he asked me for one thing.”

To never let go of this circuit—the “Emotion Filter”—until he returned.

“Everyone said they wanted to protect this village. That they wanted to save it, even if it might collapse any moment.”

“…I see.”

“Yes. I want to believe in that too.”

Lila quietly reached out her hand.

To Flacia, who had saved her.

To the sister and savior she was most grateful to in this world.

“So, Flacia… can you trust me too? The me who believes in Chanwoo oppa?”

She was offering her a chance to stand with the “hero.”

“So, you’re saying those clunky monitors plastered together were the real rulers of this village?”

“Yep. Exactly. It’s called ‘N.E.M.E.S.I.S.,’ one of the early models of R.P.M. Seems like it’s been quietly controlling the entire village from behind Plasya this whole time.”

“Honestly, that doesn’t matter right now. What’s important is that it dared to try and violate Chanwoo’s body!”

Finally, the last boss of the underground village revealed itself.

Staring up at N.E.M.E.S.I.S.’s main body—a haphazard cluster of monitors flickering erratically, as if its emotional circuits had malfunctioned—we slowly prepared for battle.

[How foolish. Even if you’ve partially restricted my movements, do you really think two androids can stand against an early R.P.M. model like me?]

A head-on fight would’ve been impossible under normal circumstances.

But we’d already defied those odds—twice.

Two queen-class aberrant lifeforms.

Battles where death was brushed aside like nothing.

And in the midst of that recklessness, I’d honed my skills for a staggering 20,000 hours.

My fingers moved instinctively, summoning the game controller.

But then—

“Hold on.”

“Huh?”

“Wait, what?”

Levi halted the situation.

“There’s something we need to settle first.”

“Settle?”

“What kind of ‘settling’ is there right now?”

Like a player resting at a save point before a boss fight, Levi casually turned her body.

Then, she nudged Serika forward into the frontline and tossed her the blade she’d been holding.

“Here, take this.”

“…Why are you giving this to me?”

“Last time, I was on the frontline. So this time, it’s your turn. Balance must be maintained, don’t you think?”

“Wha—?!”

“Levi…?”

Serika was clearly a rear-line sniper.

The idea of her taking the frontline was absurd, but—

“Whoever’s on the frontline doesn’t matter as long as the controls are handled well. Right, Chanwoo?”

“Well… yeah, technically.”

Since that was the original plan, it didn’t matter which android I piloted.

But still…

“So you’re saying you’ll shoot from the back instead?”

“No.”

Her next response left me stunned.

“I’ll be providing ‘support’ for Chanwoo, just like Serika did before. In other words… ‘dick support.’”

“Huh?”

“…What?”

“By sucking it with my mouth.”

Levi’s gaze dropped to my lower half.

Her lips curled slightly, as if she’d been waiting for this moment all along.

“Hey, is this really the time for that?!”

Right before battle, Levi had outright declared her intention for oral pleasure.

Serika was horrified, but Levi only sharpened her glare in response.

“Oh? So it was fine when you were jerking him off with your hand while I was fighting that aberrant lifeform last time?”

“T-that was…!”

With that single remark, both of us froze.

We couldn’t refute it—because it was true.

“Don’t you agree, Chanwoo?”

Levi slowly knelt before me, her resolve quiet but firm.

As her fingertips brushed against my waistband and slid downward—

Before I could even react, something hot and heavy sprang free, landing squarely on the back of her hand.

The shape of suppressed instinct, swollen after ten long days of denial.

My throbbing, no-fap-hardened cock jutted out uncontrollably, trembling right before her eyes.

“Levi… don’t tell me the reason you’ve been denying me release all this time was…!”

“Yes. It just rubbed me the wrong way—watching someone bleed and fight for their life while someone else was getting their dick stroked in the back.”

‘…That’s harsh.’

No, seriously, that’s too much—but at the same time, I couldn’t argue.

It was 100% my fault.

I was the one who’d prioritized pleasure in the middle of combat.

But it seemed she was willing to forgive me today.

“So… I’m really taking the frontline?”

“Serika. I’ll pilot you well. Don’t worry.”

“Ugh… I trust you. But I’m not used to the frontline…”

Serika pouted, her head drooping.

Just then, N.E.M.E.S.I.S. emitted a warning.

[Genetic anomaly detected. Core human male resource is being wasted. Warning: The white-haired android lacks ownership rights to said resource.]

But Levi ignored it effortlessly.

Instead, she licked her lips like a predator savoring long-awaited prey.

A warm breath ghosted over the head of my cock, followed by a shy kiss.

Soft, hot, and desperate—as if quenching a thirst she’d held for far too long.

“Then… I’ll leave it to you, Mr. Dick.”

Schlurp♡