episode_0166

If you were to ask who the strongest awakened person in the world is, people would all unanimously answer, Dain Adamas.

If you ask people who the most dangerous Awakened people in the world are, they will all name different people.

Some might say the strongest one, Dain Adamas, some might say the strongest one, Mei Ruina, some might say the strongest one, and some might say Mir Ryūin, who has the most extensive knowledge.

But anyone who knows Becky Street will mention her name without fail.

The nickname ‘Empress of the Underworld’ wasn’t given to her for nothing.

A shadow can be said to be a companion in life that never leaves us from the moment we are born until the moment we die.

But what if that shadow could at some point slit its own throat?

What if your indestructible clone could pierce your own heart?

Becky Street was literally the only person who could make the most horrifying fantasies a reality.

Her ability to rule the underworld and manipulate the shadows to assassinate anyone who gets in her way of her ‘business’ with such ease and skill has made her the empress of the underworld and the most dangerous Awoken in the world.

‘Yes, I’m Becky Street. An awakened being of a different level from other idiots. Becky Street. A big shot who single-handedly conquered the underworld, a name that makes the disgusting high-ranking officials of the Association tremble. The Shadow Empress Becky Street! I’m so great, and yet you’re treating me like this. You were the one who crossed the line first, sir.’

Becky couldn’t just ignore the atrocities of Stay, who was nothing more than an F-rank Awakener, treating her, a ridiculous big shot, as just another member of the harem.

‘······That’s not it. The boss. He’s the man who threw me, who is so great, into a coma.’

Becky couldn’t just ignore Stay’s misdeeds, which were less great than her own, even though they were great.

‘Once we enter the cafe, we need to isolate ourselves from those monsters who just passed out in the shadows, and then have a serious and deep conversation in a space just for the two of us.’

The ‘conversation’ mentioned here was not the usual sweet and cozy conversation between Becky and Stay’s cute subordinate, but a metaphorical expression used by Becky Street, the empress of the underworld, when she needed to get what she wanted.

Becky Street’s ‘conversation’ changes form day to day, and the most recent ‘conversation’ she had to achieve what she wanted was in the form of repeatedly dipping the other person’s head in the shadow and then pulling it out.

The darkness that formed the shadow brought out the primal fear in humans, so if they just had a moment to ‘talk’, Becky could easily get what she wanted.

‘Of course, since he’s the boss, I won’t use harsh methods, but I’ll have to make him at least a little scared. I have to make sure we have a clear conversation.’

Becky had been completely warmed up by the warmth and affection he gave her during the time she spent with Stay, but now she had to go back to the way things were before.

‘······I always wanted to show only my kind and pretty side. But the boss made me like this. It’s all your fault.’

Becky, who rationalized herself over and over again like a mother who beats her beloved child in order to raise him properly, finally pulled herself together and followed Stay into the cafe, closing the door behind her.

Thud······. Clang······.

The door closed more heavily and gloomily than usual, and at the same time, a faint darkness filled the interior of the cafe.

“What? Why does it look so dark? Are all the lights on?”

The brightness inside the cafe suddenly went down, causing Stay to wonder if the lights were dying, but of course, it wasn’t the lights’ fault that the brightness went down, it was people’s fault.

Becky’s emotions, which had been building up her resolve as she entered the cafe, had turned into mana and darkened the cafe.

“No, but even so, isn’t this a bit too dark······?”

If this were a high school classroom, Stay began to feel strange as the brightness of the cafe quickly grew darker, to the point where the teacher would shout, “Are you children of darkness? Turn on the lights and open the windows!” upon entering the class.

But when Becky Street is right in front of you, it’s already too late to feel anything strange.

He was already within her territory, and there was no way for Stay, who was only an F-rank, to escape in the confined space covered in shadows.

Literally, Becky was in a situation where even if she put pressure on her butt, Stay was tied to the shadows and couldn’t move, and had to go along with her ‘conversation’.

“Um······.”

“Boss.”

And Becky, Becky Street, the Empress of the Underworld, was a woman who never missed a beat.

“Huh?”

At the voice that was different from usual and had a chilling chill, Stay sat Mir down on the chair and turned his head to look at Becky.

In the increasingly dark darkness, the ominously glowing purple eyes were becoming the only source of light in the space.

The eyes are the windows to the soul and, for the awakened, they are the window through which the power of the awakened is revealed.

Of course, for an Awakened person like Becky, hiding the manifestation of her power was a simple matter, but now, it was better to reveal it than to hide it, so she did not hide the manifestation of her power at all.

“······Becky?”

Even though Stay was an F-rank, he knew the meaning of an Awakened being an Awakened being and an Awakened being having shining eyes.

“Huh, huhu. Hoo huhu.”

Becky Street, with her glowing eyes and sinister laugh, was a terrifying sight for the common people, enough to cause nightmares for the rest of their lives.

But fortunately, Becky was a beloved lover to Stay, so that scene didn’t become a lifelong nightmare.

thud.

Becky, who had been roughly holding May and Dain in both hands, threw them on the floor and dropped them. She approached Stay with sticky steps.

It was only a few steps, but the footsteps of S-class Awakened Becky Street were enough to make the opponent unable to move.

“Boss. Boss, boss, boss, boss. Us, no. My boss.”

Becky, who had walked so close that they could almost breathe on each other in just a few steps, looked up at Stay, who was a head taller than her, and ran her slender, white fingers over the line of his neck that was revealed above his shirt.

Stay felt goosebumps run down his spine as the touch felt like the tongue of a beast licking its lips before eating its prey.

“Hehehe. Boss.”

Becky couldn’t miss Stay’s startled reaction, and she smiled faintly as she felt her lower stomach quiver at his reaction.

“Ugh, yeah Becky.”

Just by laughing sinisterly, smiling gloomily, and calling her name in a lewd voice, Becky was able to firmly establish control of the space.

A skillful preemptive strike worthy of an empress of the underworld who has experienced all sorts of hardships.

It wasn’t something that a mere F-class Awakener could handle.

‘Okay. It’s easy as expected. Right, I haven’t done it like this until now. It’s not that I couldn’t do it. There’s a gap in ability between me and the boss that can never be overcome. If I put my mind to it, I can easily take the initiative.’

Becky laughed inwardly as she watched Stay frozen in place by her momentum.

Of course, if I let out such a hearty laugh, it would definitely ruin the atmosphere I had worked so hard to maintain, so I held onto my weight and laughed.

“Woohoohoo.”

“······.”

And that laughter added to the already heavy and gloomy atmosphere, putting even more pressure on Stay······.

“Hmm. Okay, let’s do it slowly.”

“Huh? Yes?”

It seemed like I hadn’t been able to give it to you.

Becky rubbed her eyes once at Stay’s reaction, which was completely different from what she had imagined, and checked his appearance again.

They were close enough that their breaths could touch each other, and since she had a transcendent sense worthy of an S-class, checking Stay’s condition was a breeze.

“Huh, huh?”

Becky could see that Stay was very calm, considering that she had set the mood so well.

An S-class Awakened person was determined to pressure his opponent and set the mood, but he was able to remain unfazed, or rather, not even slightly shaken.

For Becky, who had been living as the empress of the underworld, this kind of sight was something completely new and unfamiliar.

“What, what? What are you doing?”

The unknown is a universal source of fear and tension, so Becky froze at the sight of Stay looking so innocent.

Stay smiled at Becky, and answered her trembling voice while gently supporting her small chin with his index finger.

“Persuasion.”