episode_0177

The next day, I was locked in my room.

I was already reaching my limit.

“Ah, huh… ♥ Ah, ah… .”

My fingers rub my clitoris hard.

His hand movements were almost as fast as lightning… .

“Ugh, huff… haa… .”

… I didn’t feel that good.

“Aaah! I’m bored!”

‘Be quiet.’

‘I’m sick of talking to you!’

There’s really nothing in this room!

There isn’t even a tool long enough to be used for masturbation.

These guys were clearly left out on purpose.

They say that masturbating with your hands doesn’t satisfy you.

“Huhhh… .”

I don’t want it anymore. Send it to me quickly… .

I crawled to the door like a zombie without even putting on my clothes and called out to someone.

“Who the… help me… .”

Then, from a distance, an annoyed-looking woman appeared.

“What’s going on?”

“… Could you please come closer?”

I look like I’m sick because I’m so far away.

“I’m sorry. I heard that if you get close, you can get infected… no, it’s dangerous.”

What the heck. Are you really thinking of me as some kind of germ carrier?

“Ugh… Then give me something to do. I’m so bored.”

“Would you like a book?”

“Not that!”

Who reads something like a boring book!

“Oh. That stick is nice. Could you lend me that for two hours?”

I said that, looking at the long stick she was holding in her hand.

“Huh? This… This is mine! I can’t lend it to you!”

“Hey. Men also use it, so why can’t we use it together as a masturbation tool?”

“This, this… This is staff! It, it’s not for such vulgar things!”

She blushed and snapped angrily.

lie.

Obviously that size… that round finish is for masturbation!

“Ahhhh! I, I don’t want to deal with that kind of guy anymore! ”

“No, you don’t have to say that… .”

“Don’t talk to me! You little bitch!”

You are too much… .

What did I say!

Viola clearly said she would provide whatever was needed, but she didn’t give me anything!

liar!

“… If you call me again for such a useless reason, I will ignore you.”

“No! I’m really serious!”

Boom!

She eventually went back to her room.

That feels a bit like duty.

Before her, there was another knight lady in that room, but at some point, someone had changed.

In other words, isn’t it a kind of sentinel that changes periodically?

“Huh huh… .”

Then maybe a man will come someday…?

‘There’s no way there’s a man in the Knights of the Lily.’

‘What! What do you know about the Lily Knights?’

‘It’s a lily.’

‘… … .’

Hmm… Now that I hear it, it sounds plausible.

By the way, how is the name of the knight order Lily?

Just changing the name to the Knights of the Bobim Order… .

‘I had another strange thought.’

‘Oh, I didn’t do it…?’

no.

I’ve used this pattern too many times.

I was tired of talking to myself and collapsed back on the bed.

“Uuuuu… .”

There is nothing to do… .

There is nothing to do… .

I wonder what everyone is doing.

I have a feeling Lisa or Serena will be fine.

You must be studying magic or praying.

What about Karin?

“Um… .”

Karin didn’t really have any hobbies.

Oh, maybe I’m playing around with something like doll carving that I learned in Doll City.

“Hmm.”

It’s a doll cutter.

If you do that well, wouldn’t you be able to make a deal?

‘I don’t think the other person will do it either.’

‘… I guess so?’

Anyway, that woman is so picky.

I continued to toss and turn in bed.

From left to right.

From right to left.

From left to left… .

thud!

“Aaak!”

Rolled over.

“Use… .”

It’s a good thing there’s no one there.

Otherwise, I would have seriously doubted my intelligence.

As I was rubbing my head hard on the floor, I heard a strange sound from below.

“Hmm… ?”

what?

belch?

I put my ear to the floor and faintly heard a sound like something bursting.

hug!

“Hmm… ?”

Let’s think about it.

Obviously, what’s underneath here must be another room.

I don’t know what it’s used for, but it’s not like this room is the only one in the tower.

There’s another room below me… .

I’m not sure, but if I heard something like an explosion, doesn’t that mean someone is there?

“Oh.”

Maybe it’s a man!

Suddenly, I felt motivated.

Should I dig the floor?

“Huh, huh huh… .”

It’s like digging through the floor to escape like a guard escaping from prison.

Not a bad plan.

If there’s a man downstairs, you can come and play with him for a while.

If necessary, wouldn’t it be possible to escape through the room below?

… Surely it’s not Lisa’s room.

Well, if that’s the case, then just dig down one more level.

‘How do you dig down?’

‘I need to think about it from now on.’

Let’s think about it carefully.

How can I dig my way down to the bottom?

Of course, the use of magic is prohibited here.

I’m not sure, but I guess it probably has some kind of special artifact attached to it or something.

Well… if not, I would have just escaped with magic, so it’s a natural course of action.

“Ah.”

If you look through it, you might find something useful.

I decided to open the bag.

“Hmm.”

The essence of the fire spirit is his flame itself.

I checked it out once, but it didn’t seem to have much power and seemed best suited for use as lighting.

But what if it’s a magma spring?

The name is bomb, but it’s not something that actually explodes or anything.

An item that deals elemental damage, which is a common occurrence in games like this. That kind of thing.

Of course, as it was part of the fire spirit, its power was exceptional.

… maybe this could melt the floor?

It’s magma.

Not just any fire, but magma.

If it were magma, would it be possible to easily melt a rocky floor like this?

I’m not familiar with science, so I don’t know much.

‘What are you worrying about? When was this place ever scientific?’

‘I see.’

Isn’t this the world of night games?

The world of Yagame is a space that transcends science and reality!

Without hesitation, I took out a magma spring.

Thump thump!

A round sphere that pulsates like a heart.

What’s contained inside this is magma.

It is surrounded by something like a barrier, and this barrier can easily break with even the slightest impact.

That is, it is meant to be used by throwing it at the enemy.

I like to call this a magma grenade.

Go! Magma Grenade!

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fire Spirit!”

You understand, right?

After unilaterally obtaining his understanding, I threw the item containing his sincerity onto the floor with all my might!

Phew!

The transparent membrane that had been covering the magma spring was quickly shattered by Asia’s all-out effort.

Gulp.

Hot magma began to flow out from within.

Bubbling.

Chewy!

“and.”

It works well.

The ground is already starting to melt slowly.

Mumble, mumble.

“Huh?”

But it seems like it’s coming more and more this way?

‘Well… I was thinking about whether to say it or not, but I ended up not saying it.’

‘huh?’

‘If I throw it right in front of the bed, won’t the bed melt?’

‘…Why didn’t you say anything?’

Chewy!

This sound is the sound of the bed legs melting.

‘It’s not my job.’

‘Hey you…!’

Squeak!

“Kkiyaak!”

I screamed and jumped to the other side of the room.

Bubbling… .

The magma contained in the magma bomb was more than expected, and it slowly sank downwards, swallowing up part of the room.

Where should I sleep now…?

And that’s not all.

This… just spread out and didn’t melt for long.

‘I think it would be most efficient to drop it one at a time?’

What the heck, this guy.

Impulse 100% Asian topic, you’re smarter than me.

“Huh… Okay. Let’s hang out just this once.”

‘What are you saying?’

I decided to follow her advice and try to drip the Magma Bomb little by little.

Mulberry!

Line by line.

“Aah!”

‘you idiot?’

I drilled a hole in the bottom without thinking and it all flowed out.

‘You have to drill a hole in the top and let it drip down little by little!’

‘What if I accidentally spill it on my hand?’

‘Did you sell the fire resistance?’

That’s right.

Come to think of it, there was no need to run away in the first place.

I managed to use the remaining magma spring to create a thin, long hole in the floor.

‘It’s too narrow.’

‘I know.’

… It’s good that you made a hole.

It wasn’t big enough for me to go down.

“Um… .”

But since I’ve already dug it in, I should at least check it.

I brought my eye close to the hole and carefully looked at what was underneath.

My field of vision was narrow so I couldn’t see much, but I could see some familiar tools.

Beakers, Erlenmeyer flasks, suspicious herbs… .

“What is it?”

Is this the alchemist’s room?

Coincidentally, right below my hole was the opening of an Erlenmeyer flask.

The flask is being heated and the liquid inside is bubbling.

“Hmm… .”

You can’t see it from here, but there seems to be people down there too.

Because I feel something moving.

‘I have a good idea. Do you want to hear it?’

‘no.’

This woman keeps acting cocky and rational like me, but she’s fundamentally a better person than me.

Surely, that good idea must also be abnormal.

‘It’s no fun if I just watch it like this anyway.’

‘…What is it?’

‘Let’s make that guy notice us.’

The speech itself was quite persuasive.

Whether it’s an escape or just killing time.

I could do so much more if the people below recognized me.

‘Can’t we just talk?’

‘Then it’s not fun.’

What the heck? What are you trying to do?

And her answer, as expected, was not normal.

‘Let’s pour some love juice into it.’

…what should I put in it?