## Chapter 49 – Leisure Time (17)
After finding an abandoned factory with no one around, I stretch out my tentacles, raising them straight up like antennas.
I quietly close my eyes and focus, sharpening all my senses at the tips of my tentacles.
Thankfully, there isn’t a soul around,
not even an animal.
“Then, shall we settle for this place?”
The business I started at Seo-hee Unni’s request.
To begin the first step of that plan, I find a quiet space away from prying eyes, brush off the rust from a piece of scrap metal, and sit on it.
Now, I just have to wait for those two, so should I take a breather?
I take out my phone, send Unni the location, and put it back in my pocket.
“It’s funny now that I think about it…”
I hold my head and ponder.
Surely, the memories, the way I speak,
everything about my life is in this head, but it’s not mine; it belongs to Lee Chae-yoon, the original human.
For an ordinary 20-year-old freshman like me to suddenly be doing something like dealing drugs is, in a way, terrifying…
Every time I do something the previous me in my memories would never have done,
I feel a sense of contradiction in my head, but I’m getting used to it now.
I am me, but I’m not me anymore.
I feel like I’m becoming addicted to this feeling of stealing someone’s entire life and making it my own.
“…Haa…♡”
I wrap my small body in my arms, calming my body that’s trembling with elation.
Now is not the time for this.
As the time I spend alone at dawn grows longer,
my thoughts unknowingly connect, branching out in many directions.
Artificial moonlight mixes with the darkness through the gaps in the old ceiling of the abandoned factory, piercing my eyes as it divides the darkness inside.
“…”
The sound of an airplane, like the cry of a whale in the dark sky, echoes in my ears.
Clearly, the human society we saw in ‘Root’s Memory’ and modern society have changed to the point where they are as different as heaven and earth.
Unlike the era of our ancestors, where power was everything,
the meaning of power for survival has changed greatly.
So, we must change as well.
To survive in this era.
The story of the ‘Root King’ that Seo-hee Unni and I joked about.
The first time I thought of it wasn’t then.
The day I obtained ‘Lee Chae-yoon’s’ body, met Chan-woo Oppa for the first time, and shared a kiss.
Recalling that day, I trace my lips, remembering the warmth I felt for the first time after obtaining a human body.
When I first kissed him and tasted Chan-woo Oppa’s saliva, I just thought, ‘I’m lucky.’
I just thought he seemed like a good guy,
and I approached him because I felt drawn to him,
but he’s a human who inherited the genes of an ancient!
That day, I was satisfied with simply finding a male suitable for reproduction, but there was a moment when that thought changed.
The moment I first tasted Oppa’s semen.
When I first tasted it,
I didn’t show it much, but I was very surprised.
A gene with this structure?
What is this? I don’t remember this.
When I tasted and swallowed it, I felt my cells spreading through my body, which I wasn’t even used to yet.
After that, I found my characteristics faster than I thought, and I brainwashed Seorin with them.
Recalling that event, I wriggle a small tentacle I pulled from my mouth in front of my eyes.
Anyway, I started thinking from then on.
Maybe the human named Im Chan-woo is the ‘Root King,’
or at least something similar?
That’s because Oppa’s genes accelerate our evolution even faster, and no matter how suitable a male is for reproduction,
it was impossible for him to enable our evolution.
“…But I don’t know.”
The story of the ‘Root King’ is really limited.
The woman who met the king lived happily ever after.
It’s just a common old tale like that,
so the information about the king is not certain.
There’s no simple story about the king enabling our evolution,
so I have no choice but to speculate like this.
“…Really, Oppa might be…”
As I sigh and continue to organize information in my head,
the factory door, which had been tightly closed, begins to open with a sharp metallic sound.
I should think about this with everyone later.
I get up, dust off the dirt from my butt, and approach the opening door.
The silhouettes of two familiar people and 3-4 women hanging in the air.
“Welcome.”
I greet them cheerfully.
“I put them to sleep with anesthetic poison. They’ll wake up soon.”
“You always make me do the work.”
Seo-hee Unni, taking off her hood and fanning the sweat running down her cheeks, passes me and sits on the rebar I was sitting on until just now, gasping for breath.
And Nabi, who creates a bizarre scene of people hanging in the air using her hair, says curtly,
carefully puts the sleeping women on the dusty floor, and puts her hands in her pockets.
“You both worked hard.
But why are you panting so much, Unni?”
“I had to carry them all the way up from the bottom of the mountain.”
“I was going to carry them, but then we’d be noticed…”
While Nabi, speaking in an ambiguously small voice, glances at Unni,
I approach the fallen women and examine each of their faces.
“They all have such pretty faces♡”
“You told me to bring women like that.
So, what are you going to do with them?”
“Use them.”
I wiggle the tentacle I pulled from my mouth,
and Unni nods as if she understands, giving me an ok sign with her hand, answering instead.
“Okay, then. Let’s start with this friend first.”
Unlike when brainwashing, I take out only one tentacle and insert it into the ear of one of the fallen women, a woman with golden hair,
giving her a light stimulation.
“Kyaak?! Wh-what is it..?”
The woman wakes up screaming, startled by the stimulation delivered directly to her brain.
“What are you doing? Isn’t it easier to do it while they’re asleep?”
I turn to Unni, who asks me as if she doesn’t understand my actions, and answer.
“Then I can’t see their reactions♡”
The woman, who looks like a haughty young lady with long, wavy golden hair, starts shouting as expected.
“…Who are you? Are you kidnappers?”
I smile and nod at the woman, who seems relatively calm,
and she starts shouting in a high-handed voice.
“Who do you think you are, kidnapping me?
Ah, did you kidnap me for my ransom?
Okay. I’ll give you as much money as you want, so hurry up and untie me.
Then I’ll tell my dad not to send you to jail.”
“…Hehe, your father must be someone important?”
“You don’t need to know that. Just hurry up and untie me…!”
I slap her cheek, made of pride, controlling my strength appropriately.
“Kyaak!!”
“That’s why you can’t have girls with flower gardens for brains. Right?”
She doesn’t understand what happened to her,
looks around, and lets out a small groan at the pain she feels on her cheek.
“…Y-you!!”
“Kyahahaha!”
“…Hey, Lee Chae-yoon. Stop messing around and hurry up.”
“L-Lee Chae-yoon?! I remembered your name.
You’ll never be able to go outside for the rest of your life! Got it?!”
I can’t help but laugh, holding my stomach at her disgraceful behavior.
Seo-hee Unni, unable to watch any longer, calls out to me and tries to stop me,
but the woman’s reaction to those words is only further stimulating my sadistic tendencies.
“Ahaha… It looks like I should do you last.”
I leave the blonde woman who is spewing curses in front of me and grab the hair of another woman right behind her, pulling her up.
And I showed her a sight that she couldn’t understand with her common sense in front of the blonde woman who was still uttering curses.
“…Y-you, uh…?!”
Several tentacles emerge from my mouth.
I stick one of them into the head of the woman whose hair I’m holding,
giving her a slight stimulation directly to her brain, just like when I woke up the blonde woman earlier.
Another woman, startled and waking up, looks around, trying to figure out the situation with sleepy eyes as soon as she opens them.
“Uh, uh?! Where is this…”
Without giving her a moment to even let out a word,
I stuck countless thin, long tentacles into both of her ears at once.
“Heuit?!♡”
The voice of the woman, who had been maintaining her composure until just now, rises,
her expression distorted with pleasure and pain, her body trembling.
It’s not just her trembling in my hands…
In front of her eyes, a woman she’s never seen before spews tentacles from her mouth,
and the woman with the tentacles stuck in her head is trembling all over, making an obscene expression that would be embarrassing to show to others, and wetting herself.
In the face of such an abnormal sight, I continue to brainwash her in front of the blonde woman, who is still frozen, unable to face reality.
“So, how is it here?”
“Agak?!♡ Oh?♡ Joah♡ Joahyo♡”
I caress every corner of her brain with my tentacles, as if cleaning it.
The woman, already absorbed in pleasure, will no longer be curious about where this is.
“Unni, you can let go now.”
“You have such bad taste…”
Receiving my signal, Seo-hee Unni, who had approached with her nails sharpened thinly, sticks a needle made of her fingernail into the neck of the woman whose brain is being stirred.
And a blue liquid enters through it.
“Ohohooook?!!♡ My head♡ My head♡
Sparkling, hee, hehehe♡ Ageut?♡”
Her face is already a mess with tears, snot, and saliva, and she continues to spew incomprehensible words.
“Are you feeling good?”
“Yes!♡ I like it, hehe Angeut?!♡”
I gently massage the messed-up brain connected by tentacles, finishing the brainwashing.
“Then, who is giving you this happy feeling?”
“Who?♡ Ateuk?!♡ Chae, Chae-yoon…?!♡
It’s Lee Chae-yoon!!♡ Ang♡”
I continue to imprint pleasure, drugs, and my name in her head.
The brain, weakened by the drug, accepts the enormous amount of information I’m pushing in.
Like the brain of a blank slate child.
“Good girl, then I’ll give you an even better reward.”
“Thank you♡ Ateut♡”
I deeply embed the basic suggestion that she will feel good every time she hears my command.
“Now you know who I am, right?”
“Ateut♡…….Yes. Master…♡”
“That’s right, good girl.”
I organize her mind, which is shaking her pupils irregularly, and help her find her place.
I’m going to have her do important work in the future, so I can’t turn her into a cripple.
The woman, who has regained the same composure as before, but with a broken look in her eyes, looks up at me, blushing.
Not even caring about her pants wet with her own urine.
“Oh, I forgot to read your name.
I’ll just call you my toy ‘No. 1’.
Is that okay?”
“Yes!♡ Please call me whatever you like.
I am Master’s toy No. 1♡”
No. 1, smiling like a puppy enjoying her master’s touch as I stroke her hair, makes a blissful expression.
And the blonde woman with the opposite atmosphere.
“Ah, ah….”
Where has her previous power gone?
Now, she’s looking at me with tearful eyes, terrified.
“Then now…”
“Hieuk?!”
I lick her face with a tentacle.
“Shall we make toy No. 2?♡”
