Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Otherworld Cheat Harem.

Episode 41: Seoyoon & Aram (1).

Dark mages were persecuted across the continent. It wasn’t that dark magic was particularly malicious. From the start, magic had no moral alignment. It was humans who assigned good and evil.

Thus, dark mages were those persecuted by their fellow mages. Even mages who look down on all other living beings were rare to the extent that they would avoid those so persecuted.

Those devoid of life, ethics, and morality. People who clone humans and use those clones to experiment with poisons, alchemical concoctions, various chemical products, curses, or magic.

Those who do not see life as life, who weigh all things in the world by logic and reason.

Such people were called dark mages.

‘Foolish beings.’

Dajian used it as a derogatory term for other mages. In his opinion, mages were too soft. This isn’t allowed, that isn’t possible. They were full of limitations and impossibilities.

Then when on earth would they develop? Magic, by nature, should exist above all.

However, a lot of money was needed to study the academic field of magic.

“Haat♡! Haaang, haaang♡!”

“Uhhng! Heut, haaaang♡!”

The captured women moaned endlessly, their voices trembling with pleasure. His specially crafted slime clung to their erogenous zone, teasing them without mercy.

A creature close to a machine that only moved to make women feel, moving by consuming sexual fluids, it moved endlessly—practically a perpetual motion device…

Orgasmic reactions burst from the head of the women whose erogenous zones were stimulated. Natural drugs, dopamine and endorphins, surged forth.

The reaction was captured by the dark mage.

“Haah, haat, haaaah…”

“Grrrrrrr!”

Despite reaching climax, they couldn’t go further. Instead, they felt a severe craving—pleasure, greater pleasure.

Dajian looked down at the concentrated liquid, extracted from their stolen climaxes, and let out a faint smile. When diluted and dried, this liquid would turn into powder.

That powder would become a drug with an awakening effect so superior that no common drug could compare.

Until now, drug manufacturing was too easy to be profitable, but with the dungeon’s transformation, things were different.

‘Now is my time.’

Dajian headed to the workshop to manufacture drugs. The drugs made this way were transferred from person to person, point to point, by a few subordinates.

Thus, it would eat away at this city.

I went to find Deokgu with Ilone. His ability was like a panacea in criminal investigations like this.

Deokgu, who closed his eyes briefly and searched through the information we provided, spoke with a firm expression.

“I can’t find it.”

“What? Why?”

“It’s a cell-based organization. And as you know… cell-based organizations can’t be caught by modern police forces, right?”

“Can’t you do it with your cheat ability?”

“Isn’t it unreasonable to ask a single cheat ability to succeed where hundreds of thousands supported by the state have failed?”

“…True.”

Ilone seemed momentarily interested in the talk of modern police forces and whatnot, but that wasn’t the pressing issue right now.

“So… you’re saying you can’t catch them with your ability?”

“I can guide you to where the intermediaries gather. But even then, if one or two lose intermediaries, they’ll all cut ties and disappear.”

That was the terrifying nature of a cell-based organization. The connections between members were so thinly spread that the moment you tried to trace them up the chain—snap. The link would break, making pursuit impossible.

However, Ilone said she would find out about the intermediaries and took notes.

“Thanks for the information. I’m in a hurry, so I’ll leave now.”

Ilone left like that. After she left, I looked at Deokgu, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes and lying on the bed.

“Sorry for waking you up at night. It was something important.”

“Important… Do you think catching criminals in another world is important?”

“Well, it’s naturally good if security is good.”

“No, from what I see, you just have a protagonist syndrome. You need to fix that. After all, a protagonist is…”

Deokgu fell asleep mid-sentence. Well, being woken up suddenly at this hour, it was understandable he’d be sleepy.

I carefully opened the door and left without waking him, heading to my room. Then, I mulled over what Deokgu had said.

“Protagonist syndrome, huh?’

Indeed, it might be true.

A week passed. The girls who had complained of menstrual cramps ended their periods on the same day.

Watching that, I felt an incredulous emotion rise to the top of my head. Even though we lived together, how could it be that they started and ended their periods on the same day?

“Hey, come to my room tonight.”

On the way back to the room after morning training, Seoyoon whispered that as she headed down to the dining hall.

Well, it had been about a week since I last slept with her. My sexual desire was starting to accumulate.

But a moment later, Aram cautiously approached and whispered.

“Um… Dojin, I have something to discuss. Could you come to my room tonight?”

She said that, but anyone could see it was the face of a female wanting sex. I told her I had a prior engagement, so it wouldn’t be possible.

“Uh, huh? Prior engagement? With whom?”

“Seoyoon.”

“Ah… Yoon… th-that. Then, you know. I’ll wait with Yoon too!”

“What?”

“Oh, you know? See you tonight!”

Aram said that and left. For a moment, I wondered if she really had some concern. I had no choice but to think so. Surely, she wasn’t suggesting a threesome.

‘No way.’

No, that couldn’t be it. Shaking off the thought, I headed to the dungeon with the kids. To them, visiting the dungeon after so long felt like an exciting field trip. They laughed and chattered cheerfully as they stepped into the elevator.

“Come to think of it, Dojin, how did you hunt while we weren’t around?”

“Just… with some little kid.”

“A girl?”

“A boy… Do you think I would seduce a little kid?”

Seoyoon nodded cautiously, but I couldn’t say anything to her. I just kept building up the thought of paying her back later.

After a while, we got off the elevator on the 10th floor and went up to the 11th. I held the map meticulously crafted by the guild’s mapper.

Today’s destination was the 12th floor.

We needed money—a lot of it.

‘He called it the protagonist syndrome, didn’t he?’

Yeah, I might have thought of myself that way. Among countless lives, believing that I alone was the uniquely shining protagonist.

‘So what?’

Whoosh. The sword burst into flames. The light spread several meters out.

The blazing flame emitted its characteristic scent. A scent that lured monsters.

Indeed, a Scarlet Bear, catching that scent, walked over on its two feet.

‘Because I’m the protagonist, I can do things like this.’

There were things only the protagonist could do.

Swish. The monster’s belly was split in half.

The organs inside fell to the ground. The monster, losing its balance, toppled forward.

I plunged the sword into its fallen head. Plop. Though it was a very small hole, the monster immediately transformed into a mana stone.

“Dojin?”

“Why?”

“Ah, nothing. The atmosphere just felt strange…”

Eunha cautiously called out to me. Strange… it wasn’t exactly wrong. After all, shouldn’t a protagonist have at least one screw loose?

“Let’s go up.”

I raised my sword and pointed ahead. Monsters, lured by the scent of blood, were approaching.

Ilone searched for the intermediary with the guards. However, they did not attack immediately.

She paused for a moment to observe the view, confirming whether he was truly a criminal dealing drugs.

Not long after, a staggering adventurer slowly approached him. The man received something from his bosom and likewise handed something over from his own.

The transaction was completed in an instant, and the intermediary turned around and disappeared, while the shabby adventurer immediately tried to tear open the item and inhale it.

“Stop him.”

The two people who dashed like lightning promptly subdued the adventurer’s arm and mouth, confiscating the item.

“Boss, this is…”

“Yes.”

Having investigated drug crimes several times, Ilone could now tell what it was just by its shape. It was drugs.

“Mmmpf! Mmmpf! Mmmpf!”

“Quiet. You’re being arrested in the act. Shut up.”

The two people who arrested the adventurer discreetly escorted him to the guards. They locked the struggling man in a cell and confiscated his guild card to verify his identity.

‘This guy too…’

He was a low-level adventurer who hadn’t leveled up in ten years. Just like the criminal they encountered the night before.

In the end, Ilone decided to implement a plan she couldn’t use before. An undercover investigation using her own body.

“Captain, I’ve told you several times that’s dangerous.”

“If the guards step back because it’s dangerous, who will protect the citizens?”

“Then, instead of you, Captain, we could–”

“They only kidnap women, right? Is there any other woman here besides me? Well, you might be mistaken for a woman because you’re small.”

“I’m not that small, Captain.”

But nothing could deter Ilone’s resolve. That day, she headed to the back alley with a guard disguised as a low-level adventurer.

And she was directly kidnapped into the criminal organization.

In front of Seoyoon’s room.

The conversation inside was devoid of any laughter.

I carefully knocked on the door. Knock, knock, and the two people inside suddenly fell silent.

“Come in.”

After receiving the owner’s permission, I cautiously opened the door. On the bed sat two people in women’s pajamas.

“You’re here?”

Seoyoon, dressed in a blue negligee, and Aram, wearing a pink one, both glared at me.

Since their clothes were sheer, their figures were clearly visible. Their exposed figures contrasted, highlighting each of their assets.

Seoyoon was firm without any excess flesh, while Aram had a little extra but with a noticeably larger chest.

No one could say who was superior. It was a matter of personal taste…

I asked the two women sitting quietly.

“…Why did you call me?”

“You know why, right?”

“Seriously, do you have no sense of mood at all? What about you?”

“I-I… I called you because I have something to say.”

Unlike Seoyoon, who was direct, Aram began to rub her fingers shyly.

“What is it?”

“W-well, that is…”

But she hesitated to speak directly, as if it was embarrassing. After a long pause, she made up her mind and spoke.

“Hoo… Before, when we were together, Seoyoon said she was lending you to me.”

“…Did she?”

“Y-yeah. She did, but… thinking about it now, I don’t think that was right.”

“What isn’t?”

“Dojin, you are not someone’s tool… But it seems like no one can lend you out… So…”

Aram began sneaking glances at Seoyoon, gauging her reaction. However, Seoyoon continued to glare at me without wavering.

“If you’re okay with it… we decided to do it together.”

“Of course, it’s fine.”

A bright smile blossomed.