episode_0017

Bang-

Boom-

The ship, which had been moving slowly like a cruise ship, gradually increased its speed.

The sound of cutting through the water became rougher.

A momentary change in direction followed by an increase in speed. It was clearly an unexpected event.

“What’s going on, helmsman! The direction has changed. Helmsman! Captain! Navigator!”

The crew member who had been staring at me fiercely shouted, banging on the locked door of the helm room.

The man standing next to him said nothing, but his face was pale with fear.

It seemed that this was an unusual experience even for the crew members.

After a while, the door of the helm room, which had been silent, opened, and a woman dressed in white came out.

Tall enough to look like 180cm, she wore a tight-fitting suit that resembled what modern men wear, with a beret on her head.

She seemed more like the captain of a warship than a passenger ship.

Despite the masculine outfit, her large chest, slim waist, and S-line that continued down to her large hips were irresistibly emphasized, even in a men’s suit.

Moreover, the brown wavy hair flowing long and full under the beret offset the military feel. It felt like a beauty doing a military cosplay.

Indeed, a world-building adjustment.

The captain, after glaring at the crew members, smiled when our eyes met.

The tear dot below his left eye seemed to enhance his smile.

“I apologize, guests. There was a minor anomaly in the propulsion system. We will return to our original course after inspection.”

After saying that, he turned and looked at the crew members again.

“Mikal, Dawson, don’t make a fuss in front of the passengers. If there are any passengers looking for the captain’s quarters or the helm room, make sure to convey the information accurately.”

“Well, guests, we will do our best to ensure a comfortable journey. Please wait with peace of mind.”

With that, the captain patted his chest with his fist and went back into the helm room.

Was this the custom of this country? Or perhaps of this ship. But why was his chest shaking? Doesn’t he wear a bra?

I turned back towards the deck. The crew members were calming down the startled passengers, and the commotion was subsiding.

However, the speed of the ship was still strange no matter how much I thought about it. But since all the crew members said everything was fine, it wasn’t my place to jump to conclusions.

Am I the one who’s strange? Did that girl lie to me? From now on, I should call her Jung Byeong-ryeon.

I tried to think in a way that the status window couldn’t hear my thoughts.

It was a strange sensation that even the content I thought silently was distinguished between when it was transmitted to the status window and when it wasn’t.

My friend So-yeon could move her ears, but when I asked her how she did it, she just did it. Now I understood how she felt when she couldn’t explain it. It’s possible to think separately. Yeah. I can’t explain it, but it’s possible.

I should go back to the cabin and consult with Rihanna and Peter. Thinking that, as I tried to turn around, the captain came out of the helm room, calling me over.

“Excuse me, guest? By the way, guest, you came here ‘before the ship turned around,’ right? If it’s not impolite, may I ask for your ‘name’?”

Thump-

Oh no, things are getting serious. I started to feel wary. Well, I did cause a commotion before the ship officially changed its course, so maybe everyone heard.

“Ahaha. I was just trying to learn about the helm? The driver’s seat? From the crew members because it was my first time on a ship. Since there seems to be a problem, I shouldn’t waste any more time. I’ll quietly go back to my cabin!”

Without looking back, I ran out of there.

“I… should have thought a little more before moving.”

It seems like the situation has worsened. If the protagonist had fallen into a fantasy world, they would have subdued the captain and crew with overwhelming power and turned the ship back to its original course. But I guess I’m not the protagonist after all.

Help me, Rihanna, Peter!

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“Ha-ah… Haak… Huk… Hweup!”

How can people’s tastes be so consistent?

I found it hard to understand the character setting in various novels and comics where they only eat a specific food they like every time.

Of course, I have foods that I like too. Tteokbokki with twice as much fish cake as rice cakes that my mom makes. But if my mom only made this for me every meal? I’d run away within 3 days.

Well, I’m already a runaway anyway.

But Peter and Rihanna seem like people who can eat this tteokbokki three times a day, all year round. Consistent taste.

Peter was holding up Rihanna’s thighs on both sides and had inserted his own genitals into hers. It seemed like he was treating Rihanna like a tool for self-pleasure.

Rihanna had a bit in her mouth and was blindfolded. The design of the bit was amazing. It was a wooden piece carved in the shape of a bone with a strap attached to it.

On the bone, the words [Rihanna’s Dessert] were written, and saliva dripped from it.

How could I read the words? Well, it’s because I was standing right in front of these two. Peter seemed to be showing off Rihanna to me.

Still, they were both dressed because this was a small room on the ship, not an inn room. Rihanna’s skirt was hiked up, and her panties were missing, but they were still dressed.

…Or maybe dressing up is just their thing.

“Hoo…? Here?”

When Peter stopped using Rihanna, she asked in confusion.

But with her hands tied, and a bit in her mouth and blindfolded, she seemed unable to grasp the situation.

In place of her, Peter spoke up.

“Hey, Hazel? Has it been three hours already?”

“No, something big happened. It’s an emergency. Sorry to interrupt your fun, but please clean up quickly!”

I let out a gasp.

Peter looked puzzled as he lifted Rihanna up and released the restraints.

Swoosh… Thud

It wasn’t ‘swoosh’ or ‘thud,’ it was ‘swoosh.’ Peter’s member was thick and long.

How could that fit in that small woman’s body… Wow.

After laying Rihanna on the floor, Peter untied her restraints. As she removed the bit and blindfold herself, Rihanna finally met Hazel’s eyes.

“No, Hazel, we agreed not to interrupt. We’ve only done it twice… Or do you want to join? Peter said he got really excited when you lifted me before and wants to try it again.”

“I’m never doing that again! Ew!”

Peter, with a wounded expression like a large dog, sulked as he adjusted his pants from behind.

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After tidying up their clothes, the two sat on the bed opposite me.

The room was a 4-person room with two bunk beds like on a transcontinental train, so they had to sit like this.

“All the crew operating the ship are under hypnosis?”

“Yes. Didn’t you notice when the ship made a sharp turn and increased speed earlier?”

“I thought I would experience an orgasm in a week…”

“I thought I was staggering because Rihanna was heavy since it’s been a while since I lifted her.”

“Wait, Peter, what are you talking about?”

I might have to remove these two from the list of trustworthy individuals.

Rihanna, Peter, Eloza, Elise, there were four of them, but half of them disappeared in an instant.

“But the captain and the crew said it’s just a simple malfunction that will be fixed soon, so when I explained it to the passengers, no one suspected anything.”

“Indeed, it’s hard to feel the speed even when the ship is going faster like this.”

“Peter’s dick felt big, though. Hehe. Or is it because it’s big that it felt good in this case?”

Rihanna still seemed stuck in sex mode as she threw out a vulgar joke. Peter and I just decided to ignore her.

“What I’m curious about, Peter, is that, are pirate attacks or ship hijackings to other countries by sea common occurrences?”

“Not really. We’re not near any borders, and if pirates were to attack a ship, they would target cargo ships rather than passenger ships like this one. The value is much higher.”

“Then why did this ship change its course…”

Peter fell silent, seemingly pondering the question.

“If it’s not a person who cast the spell, could it be a monster like you, Peter…”

“Rihanna, please come to your senses. It’s not even mating season yet. What kind of monster… huh? Are there monsters that interfere with human minds?”

“If there were such monsters, they would have been exterminated by now… Oh! There is one in the ocean. The Kraken.”

It appeared. The rule of fantasy worlds. The octopus monster that attacks sailing protagonists!

“The Kraken lures sailing ships to their island, where they anchor the ship and kill all the crew members, then plunder the ship and its cargo.”

It’s a bit different from what I know, but this world seems to like unique settings, so there might be some differences, yeah.

“Of course, even if there are missing ships, since no one knows their base, it’s just treated as a rumor made up by the sailors.”

“Even if there really is a Kraken, Krakens don’t come near land. This is like the open sea here.”

“Anyway, let’s go out on deck. If something happens, it’s better to be outside to respond.”

We armed ourselves and went outside. For the record, I bought a small dagger. It may or may not be useful, but it’s better to have something than nothing.

Hazel’s dwindling money was starting to worry me, but let’s worry about that after we visit the holy site.

The deck was peaceful. An hour had passed since the ship increased its speed, but the speed was still not decreasing.

Other than that, everything seemed normal, and the passengers were now enjoying the sea voyage as if nothing had happened.

Status screen!

[I can’t affect anyone other than the former user]

[Can you tell me who cast it?]

[I can’t tell you]

[There is a presence that is mentally controlling the direction of the ship. At this speed, we will encounter it in 30 minutes.]

I grumbled as I ran towards the bow of the ship.