Chapter: 110
“Let’s roughly sketch out the scene.”
The stage is some modern city in South Korea, where hair colors are as vibrant as a rainbow. In the shadows of the city, a race of spiritual beings survives by feeding off human emotions.
This race is divided into two factions: one feeds on negative human emotions, while the other devours positive ones.
They either torment humans for survival or assist them to farm those emotions. This line of interaction forms the basis for monsters and magical girls.
The reason monsters create chaos without killing is to farm negative emotions.
Magical girls wear oddly risqué outfits and become enveloped in mysterious light during their transformation, fighting bravely to help people and farm those positive emotions.
Yeah, here, competition rages between monsters and magical girls.
The players will be two: the Capital Knights Order Master and the Second Prince. We’re going to draw them both into a session through their dreams.
The personality of the Capital Knights Order Master just screams magical girl Red. It fits perfectly, considering they’re a combat maniac with no sense of direction.
The disrespectful Second Prince will be magical girl Blue. By every conceivable metric, he’s blue. Just thinking about shooting my TS beam already excites me.
Now, here’s the overarching premise:
Both characters will have their powers stripped within the TRPG, turning them into ordinary high school girls. They can only fight monsters using the magical girl powers provided by a mascot.
I’d already tried a similar tactic on the Tower Master before—using hypnosis to suppress their abilities within the session. This strategy will prevent them from drawing out their real-life powers.
I think it’s likely to work on the Capital Knights Order Master, even if it might not on the Second Prince.
While the Capital Knights Order Master is a strong individual who has reached sublimation, according to what the Tower Master said, they tend to push ahead relying solely on their base stats. If that’s the case, there should be dozens of ways to break through.
And, the Tower Master is right there, baring their teeth.
Let’s take our time to flesh out the details, but first, let’s gather the necessary materials one by one.
“For starters, please work on the tentacle modeling. I need it advanced.”
“…I’ll do my best!!”
Well, I’m in deep trouble.
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The magic circle can be modified at any time. The real challenge lies in how to borrow Pink-Balrez’s powers. Didn’t she have a distaste for her identity as a Succubus?
So, asking the well-off Pink-Balrez if she’d help with her succubus duties might be quite rude. Better to ask someone who wouldn’t mind being rude.
In that sense, I thought I should catch another Succubus.
Using a fresh, low-quality Succubus for magic might just kill two birds with one stone: beautifying the city and achieving my goals.
However, I had no idea where any Succubi would reside. I only knew that weak ones tend to lurk around the city’s red-light districts. So I asked Pink-Balrez.
“Do you know the habitat of the Succubi? Preferably one that has a pretty nasty reputation and often harms people.”
“I do know, but are you feeling frustrated? I can help.”
“That’s not it.”
I swiftly slapped the hand of Pink-Balrez, who was attempting to make ‘that gesture.’ She puffed up her cheeks to express her displeasure. I poked her cheek, letting the air out.
What’s she unhappy about? She knows she’s cute…
“I need the ability to enter dreams.”
“I can help with that.”
“Didn’t you dislike it?”
“You seem to enjoy it.”
The Tower Master smacked down Pink-Balrez’s hand as she tried to make a hand heart expression. The Tower Master expressed her feelings by puffing up her cheeks.
“Phew.”
Pink-Balrez and I took turns poking the Tower Master’s cheeks to let the air out. It was adorable. I couldn’t help but smile like a proud dad.
The focus shifted back to Pink-Balrez. As Yuna’s rapid-fire punches slammed into Pink-Balrez’s side, she asked me again.
“Why do you need a demon’s power? If it’s for an intelligence agent, I can ask higher-ups for assistance.”
“Um…”
Was it time to reveal my greatest secret?
I pulled my hood over my head and lowered my voice.
“This is merely… illusion magic.”
“…?”
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“I apologize for the inconvenience, you mad rebel mage.”
“Ahhhhh.”
Dragging on the floor, I clung to Pink-Balrez’s solid calf. If she reports this to the Second Prince, what will happen to me?
Of course, I did try to clarify that this was illusion magic, spinning my way through, but isn’t it a minister’s job to end up in Valhalla for speaking the truth too much?
As I was dragged for about three meters, I thought about how not charging into Crownhall despite her urging must surely be a subtle signal from Pink-Balrez to propose a deal.
“What do you want? What are you trying to take from me, Pink-Balrez?!”
“The one at a disadvantage should propose first…??”
Pink-Balrez quickened her pace. Clearly, she was offended by my attempt to get ahead.
“Well, the only thing I know about you is that you like dirty stuff. What can I propose based on that!”
“Didn’t you assess me correctly?”
“…Wait, what?”
“Present something enticing.”
That’s difficult. Extremely difficult.
It’s easy for me to recommend based on my preferences, but right now, I should align with Pink-Balrez’s tastes. Choosing something as contentious as the Tower Master’s intangible sword debate could spark a war.
How about dispatching a butler legion…? Would that even please Pink-Balrez? Isn’t she into girls after all? A girl… a character… how about throwing Centra at her?
As I hung there, lost in contemplation, I overheard Pink-Balrez clearing her throat suspiciously.
“Ahem. Gender reversal.”
“??”
“Hmm. A gender-reversed date.”
“…!!!”
She wants me to TS!!
Of course, I can do it, but some people get shy when you ask them outright. I tend to be one of those people.
It’s different to roll around in TS mode to tease Pink-Balrez than to do it for her entertainment. And let’s be honest, there’s a major issue at play here.
“You mean I’m not being asked to act as a character…”
“Yes. I would love to go out with you, altered to my tastes.”
Oh dear.
Characters and cross-dressing… are different! Just because you put a female character in a comic doesn’t mean the artist wants to dress like one! I screamed internally.
“I… I’m a man!”
“Treating a man like a woman would make him a woman, no?”
“Just ask for something else! If you ask me to lick your feet, I’ll do it!”
“Well… if you insist.”
Pink-Balrez abruptly stopped walking. Then, she plopped down on the spot, hugging her knees with her chest pressed against them, causing numerous wrinkles in her shirt.
Next, she pulled out and played a recording crystal. I wondered if it was filled with my embarrassing lines, but it turned out to be a sad piano BGM.
“What the…?”
Pink-Balrez then let artificial tears drop, two drops in each eye. Rubbing at the corners of her eyes to make them slightly red, she proceeded to sniffle.
“What are you doing…?!”
“Crazy mage. In truth, I don’t have many people I’m close with. Being a different race from humans, usually if I say I like girls, it’s awkward, isn’t it?”
“What the heck are you doing…!!”
“So… sniff. I’ve never had a friend. Yes, I’ve had no same-sex friends. Watching other female agents pick outfits together from a shop across the street, I had to suppress my envy and loneliness.”
Tears (artificial) streamed down Pink-Balrez’s face.
Her expression remained neutral, but with this added drama, she actually looked like she might be genuinely sad.
“Having a same-sex friend to play with is my wish. Of course, if that’s too much to ask… I won’t force it on you. It’s wrong to impose burdens on a friend for my whims.”
“…Fine, fine! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”
Pulling that emotional drama out like this…
I conceded defeat to Pink-Balrez’s heartfelt assault.
As soon as I declared my surrender, Pink-Balrez paused the BGM and wiped away her (artificial) tears. It took her less than three seconds to regain her composure.
…To so casually toy with a man’s heart!
Pink-Balrez’s attacks are only growing in sophistication. At this rate, I need a new weapon to win this psychological battle. I can’t continue living like this.
Having laid out in the corridor, pondering life’s meaning, Pink-Balrez cheerfully popped up with a bright voice.
“Want to touch my chest?”
“Not a chance!”
Can’t even say the words!
In the end, I managed to secure full cooperation for our research. The plan for a long-range dream TRPG ballistic missile operation was now underway in earnest.
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The Tower Master and I adapted the magic circle beneath the Academy. Since Yuna, the human generator, was staying by my side, a backup battery wasn’t actually necessary.
Thus, we stripped the magic circle of its original purpose and reassembled it to serve as a signal amplifier that excites emotions. This should greatly extend the range of our magic.
Once the Tower Master finished her modifications, she dusted off her hands and asked, “When on earth did you make this…?”
“I didn’t make it; rather, I stole it from the weird stuff the Black Wizards had been covertly creating for decades.”
“?”
When Bennet shared various information, I learned of this magic circle’s origins as well. Once I realized I’d snatched the fruits of the Black Wizards’ labor, my enthusiasm tripled.
“And since this might get confiscated again by those Black Wizards trying to pull a fast one, I’d like to set a trap that’ll blow the entire thing up if it’s approached improperly. Can you help me with that?”
“Absolutely!”
Destruction Queen Yuna clapped enthusiastically, diving headfirst into trap construction.
If any strange emotions are induced just by entering, as soon as I get a signal, the “Exploding Memory Crystal of Violet Iris” will go off.
So basically, it means we’re done for.
This magic is specialized in breaking illusions, so even if the Archwizard comes, it’ll explode beyond revival.
Those caught in its range might find themselves utterly dazed due to information overload. Picture suddenly having a recipe for kimchi stew occupying your mind!
With the launch pad prepared, it was time to research the ammunition we would fire.
In the laboratory, we held an inquiry into the mysterious ecology of Succubi by capturing Pink-Balrez. We poked her a bit for blood and did some magical scans.
Unintentionally, during the body scan, we ended up learning her measurements. Seeing those overwhelming numbers, Yuna glanced down at her own chest for a brief moment.
With trembling eyes, she shot me a sidelong look.
“Isn’t yours… a bit too big?!”
“…”
I didn’t reply and simply turned my head. It’s not that I dislike small ones, but surely I can’t deny my instincts.
“Hey!!”
“Come on, Tower Master has a fair share too…!”
“Could you elaborate on that?”
“You lay down quietly!”
After Yuna’s hurricane of punches subsided, we organized the scan data and asked Pink-Balrez.
“Are you talking about ways to slip into dreams…?”
“Yeah. The fact that a Succubus can invade others’ dreams means it’s capable of traversing between material and information with almost zero loss.”
“That means since information is unstable while matter is stable! I could use the conversion mechanism to vastly enhance the stability and effective range of illusion magic…”
Due to the excessive technical jargon, a question mark floated above Pink-Balrez’s head. She looked as if someone had just asked her, “Could you explain how to walk?”
“This is something inherently ingrained in your instincts, so I can’t really explain it…”
“Then it seems the best way to find out is to experience it directly. Pink-Balrez, come to my bed tonight.”
“Understood, Young Master. Finally, you’re calling for me.”
“…Change the expression! Change it!!”
Pink-Balrez said she would show me firsthand in bed tonight, while the Tower Master declared she’d become the watchful guardian and would join us in bed too.
All three in one bed… what a scenario!
I quietly prepared my level 1.5 sexual desire suppression strategy.
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The late-night experiment is an experiment, but since I’ve returned to the Academy, shouldn’t I engage in my duties as a professor? I was quite anxious to see what results the trial tower I set up had yielded.
Did anyone manage to defeat the boss on the tenth floor?
Moreover, did any students discover the hidden boss or hidden piece I had secretly tucked away on the eleventh floor? I wanted to feel that excitement to the max, so I intentionally avoided checking the results.
As it happened, it was a class day, so I planned to check in as soon as I entered the lecture hall.
“Sorry for being late due to personal matters. Now, how did you all enjoy the trial tower I prepared…?”
“Foot techniques are the best!! Foot techniques can convert the friction heat between blade and sheath into kinetic energy, enhancing attack power!”
“Could you please think for a moment?! That mechanical energy is being wasted turning into friction heat!!”
“I’m James, the gunslinger of the wilderness… my gun shines, and my trigger delivers judgment──.”
“Wait, so if I half-sit during Jenny’s second pattern and take three steps back, I can skip the pattern??”
The lecture hall was pure chaos.
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