Chapter 12 – Ep.12 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
“Shiron.”
“No. Hold on with your heart. “You bastard is so fucking sore in my pussy that it hurts.”
“No… “Not that one.”
Siron and I had a great rest for two days, and now we are happily in the bathtub with little time left until we leave.
Once the breasts were allowed, I played with Siron’s soft, marshmallow-like breasts and hard nipples.
“I was kidnapped. Was that all planned?”
“Ugh… Don’t pinch me… Okay. “It was all planned.”
“I see.”
“Are you upset?”
“Not really?”
I didn’t say anything and didn’t think much of it. I just love Siron’s breasts, which are like a drug that sticks to my hands.
“For some time now, there have been cases of men and slaves living in the city disappearing without a word. And the security guard thought that James was suspicious.”
“What are you doing James?”
“… You idiot. “You’re the motherfucker you’ve been craving.”
“Ah.”
Now that I think about it, it seems that Dahlia, who fed me wine with something suspicious in it, sent a letter to the coachman to a cub named James.
“Gulkun. “That bastard’s name was James.”
“Ugh… This is why I just live with what happens. “You idiot.”
“That’s my charm again.”
“Damn.”
His mouth is extremely harsh, but I know. Siron is saying this because he is worried about me.
That’s because Siron is a bitch.
Above all else, the clearest evidence was that she calmly accepted even when he patted her chest and kissed her neck.
“But if you listen to it, you’re just suspicious and it seems like you hid it really well. How did you plan to use me as bait?”
“I don’t even know that much. “I’m a silver level person, so that’s all I heard when I happened to join.”
“… What. “You didn’t participate to save me?”
“Tsk… ! Don’t pinch me… I told you so!! You idiot!! “It was a request I wouldn’t have accepted if it weren’t for you in the first place!!”
“What. Is that it?”
“Yeah, yeah… So nipples… Don’t twist it. “If I leave now, I’ll go crazy.”
“Sorry.”
To apologize for being grumpy, I gently massaged Siron’s lower breasts.
“But those thieves don’t seem to be ordinary either.”
“I heard that they are one of the top ten human trafficking groups in the kingdom.”
“Oh wow. “So they were fucking great bitches, right?”
“Well, that’s right. “It doesn’t work for me though.”
Surely. Where can I go with the skill I had in hitting the head of the thief woman who was lusting after my semen without permission and sending her away with one blow?
“I always knew that you were great, Shiron. “What were those shiny people who came with me?”
“… You fucking idiot. Ignorant bastard. “What do you know?”
“I was so busy learning how to write, so what did I have time to learn?”
“Hmph, I’m proud. “You idiot.”
“So what are these kids doing?”
“They are the knights of the Margrave of Philoria.”
“Filoria? Margrave?”
What? I don’t know what it is, but it seems to be a knighthood of great people.
“Ha… The count who is the owner of seven cities, including Molingta, and who guards the western border of the kingdom. That is the Margrave of Philoria. Do you understand?”
“Anyway, aren’t you saying that they are really strong kids under a great person?”
“Okay… Think of it that way. Ugh, anyway, for nobles with fiefdoms, it’s kidnapping from the fiefdom they manage. “And the disappearance of a man is a very shameful thing.”
I felt like I roughly knew it.
It was clear that these thieves were repeating ‘Are you angry?’ ‘Are you angry?’
If you rule over seven cities, you will have a lot of money and gathering information will not be very difficult.
No matter how thoroughly you erase traces, if you stay in one place for a long time, they will somehow leave marks.
Perhaps the bandits also showed such marks.
Looking at it like this, they were really fucking stupid bitches.
“Then, following him from the beginning? Were you doing it?”
“… You idiot. “What is your status now?”
“Guild receptionist.”
“You son of a bitch. You are still a slave. Slave.”
“Oh right. “I was a slave.”
I got paid and the women around me treated me so well that I forgot about it for a while.
It was like that. I, Smith, was a slave.
I suddenly feel so fucking depressed.
When I’m feeling depressed, pinching Siron’s soft nipples is a special remedy.
Pinch, pinch, pinch!!
“Hi?! This person… !!”
“Hehe… “What?!”
While teasing Siron’s nipples in a pleasant way, I had no choice but to surrender to Siron’s hand, which was squeezing my dick as if it was going to explode.
“I told you not to!!”
“… Sorry.”
“… I can do it again in the middle of the day. “It’s because it really hurts.”
Even though I did something wrong, the way he fidgets is just cute.
The cuteness made my depressed mood disappear.
“Anyway, you are a slave and you have the seal of a slave. “The branch manager spent quite a bit of money so the stamp on your body also has a location tracking function.”
“Omg… !!”
I am a human GPS.
It was a little creepy.
“Is that the end of the question?”
“Ok. End.”
Siron stood up, gently removing my hand from massaging her breast.
For a moment, Siron’s white butt touched my nose and it felt really good.
There was a sweet flowery scent from Siron’s butt.
“Stay here quietly until you leave the room. “Don’t go anywhere.”
“Huh? “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to stop by the bank and buy some clothes for you to wear.”
“Clothes? “Why are my clothes suddenly gone?”
“… From now on, only wear the clothes I buy for you. Okay?”
“Uh, well. “If you buy it for me, I will be grateful.”
“Anyway, I’m going to run errands and come back. Stay quiet until I come. Okay? “Don’t follow along like an asshole just because someone lets you touch their breasts.”
“… “Am I really a kid?”
“You bitch. Are you following me because I let you touch her boobs? You are the one saying this. Oh, what the hell… “How much are you revealing?”
“Hmm.”
I looked at my half-erect self, with only the head of my dick sticking out of the water, and scratched my head sheepishly.
“Anyway. “Aren’t you going to answer?”
“I’ll be quiet until you come. “Don’t worry and come back.”
“Joy…”
Shiron calmly turned her head and left the bathroom.
Left alone, I muttered as I soaked myself deeper in the bathtub.
“God-Company.”
【God-Company Access.】
【God-Company system loading… One%】
【God-Company system loading… 19%】
【God-Company system in operation.】
【Dispatched employee (Seo Min-soo) is logged in.】
【God-Company – Dispatch Employee (Seo Min-su)】
『Name: Seo Min-su. Age: 26 years old.
Gender: Male. Rank: Rank-and-file employee (dispatch)
Employee evaluation score: 0 points (no evaluation)(?)
Employee activity score: 116 points (113↑)(?)』
《Support Capability》
◎ Creation of sacred objects (?)
= Sexual activity, can create sexual objects.
└The starting word is ‘creation of sacred things.’
└Please draw a suitable design on the paper that appears.
└Materials used in the paper shown. Or please list the ingredients.
└Please write a brief description of your use on the paper that appears.
└Once the information is completed, the final review will begin.
└Novelty, obsceneness, and employee activity scores affect the review.
└After approval, mass production is possible without separate review as long as there are sufficient materials in the relic material storage.
◎Material storage(?).
= This is a storage facility where you can store the materials used to create sacred objects.
└The starting word is ‘storage of sacred materials.’
└Ingredients can only be put in and cannot be taken out again.
└You can store everything except ‘living things’.
◎Decomposition of sacred objects
= Decomposes sacred objects and reduces used materials.
└The amount restored varies depending on the degree of damage.
└Reduced materials are automatically stored in the material storage.
《Group Chat》
=Enter the chat room of the group you belong to.
└The operative word is ‘group chat entry’.
└If you wish to leave, please click the exit icon at the bottom right of the chat window.
“Oh wow…”
My eyes rolled around at the letters that cluttered my eyes.
I’m finally feeling it again, but it seems like the company I went to interview for wasn’t an ordinary company.
At first, I thought the company name was a bit childish, but after being dropped into this other world and seeing the virtual letters that appeared before my eyes, the word ‘God’ seemed really scary.
“But the help window doesn’t appear, but the status window? Should I say that? “That’s what happened.”
I looked at the virtual window in front of me for a moment, and then my eyes fell on ‘Group Chat’ at the bottom.
Therefore. Doesn’t this mean that it is a chat room where people like me who fell into this world without knowing the English language gather together?
Thinking that I might be able to get some information, I gave it a go.
“Enter group chat.”
【Minsoo Seo (ranking employee) has entered the group chat (dispatch).】
The status window floating in front of me disappeared, and something like Cocoa Talk’s group chat room came to mind.
Armpit tsk tsk: Woohyo~!! A warm newbie get to daje!!
Why are there no horns on your head? : Has it been 50 years since Januim passed away?
A harem raised from the skeleton: Ait Sitpal!! Check out our support capabilities first!!
Fucking idiotic educator: Kkeeeeek—!!
Infinite Semen Tank Boy: Write, ha~! Write it, ha~! This obscene smell!!
As soon as the system announced that I had entered, people with unusual names began typing in the chat with an intelligence that seemed as if they had removed one side of their brain.
The speed at which the text is uploaded is so fast that it is difficult to read it properly.
《Asshole Hunter has registered a notice.》
=Newbies, let’s talk a little bit, you bastards of rotten water. Let’s post here for a moment, please.
└Armpits are sore: Kkeeeee!!
└Fuck-Bang-Maeng-I-Cham-Educator: Nasty smell!! Aaaaah, I’m cumming!!
└I like it because it has fur: So our Minsu has fur? Are you looking forward to it?
└God(Jin) Finger: Haaaaa!! So what is your support ability!! I feel dizzy!!
The chat that was growing quickly stopped and instead, comments began to appear at a tremendous rate on the newly posted notice.
Asshole Hunter: So what are our new recruits’ ability to apply?
In response to a question from the person who registered the notice, I pressed the virtual keyboard in front of me in a slightly dazed state.
Minsu Seo (Employee): It is an ability called creation of sacred objects…
Even as I gave the name of the ability I had been given, I was at a loss as to how to explain it. However…
Asshole Hunter: Creation of a holy object Kitaaaaagh—★!!!
Harem raised from the skeleton: Newbies are gods and the creation of relics is invincible Newbies are gods and the creation of relics is invincible Newbies are gods and the creation of relics is invincible.
Armpits: I’m going to go crazy. I’m going to go crazy. I’m going to go crazy.
Why are there no horns on your head? :Jeeeeennjang!! 5252 I believed it, you bastards from head office development!
The crazy chat rush that started again made me dizzy.
《Asshole Hunter has registered a notice.》
=From now on, we will be conducting a QnA with new employee Seo Min-su, so everyone please take your fingers off the keyboard.
└Armpit jjukjjung: Ah, just hit ㄹㅇㅋㅋ as much as you notice.
└Fucking Bat Cham Educator: ㄹㅇㅋㅋ
└Infinite Semen Tank Boy: ㄹㅇㅋㅋ
└Harem raised from the skeleton: ㄹㅇㅋㅋ
└…
Asshole Hunter: Now, Seo Minsu. If you have any questions, please ask anything.
The tension went up and down like crazy people with bipolar disorder. I honestly felt like I was going crazy.
Anyway, since I was given the opportunity to ask any questions I wanted, I decided to ask what I was most curious about first.
Seo Min-su (Employee): Uh… First of all, are you all people who fell from Earth to another world?
Asshole Hunter: That’s right. They are all people who were sent to another world after an interview at God-Company, just like the common people.
From the answer of the boss(?) With an unusual name, I felt like I could understand a little bit the crazy tension of the people in this room.
At first glance, the newbie said it had been 50 years, but that means that all of the humans in this room have spent at least 50 years in this world. By that time, I thought it would not be strange if a few wrinkles in my brain straightened out.
With mixed feelings, as if I was seeing myself in the future, I asked about a way to return to Earth without any real expectations.
The answer that came back was…
Asshole Hunter: Earth? Even if you only use a proxy, you can visit 10 days a year.
“Sex…?”
Thrive, can you go back to Earth?
My clone also lifted his head in surprise.
It looks like he’s that happy.
