Chapter 98: Election
[Edited by: ArchmageNaoki and Arthur300000 ]
Bonus side story:
Seven people sat around the table in a darkroom. Their outlines were magically blurred. No matter how anyone in the meeting tried to stare at the other, all they could see was a censored mosaic outline of people.
At the middle of the table, there was a projection of a little girl who was strangled by a pair of disembodied hands.
“Get her!” One of the members was cheering while others just quietly watched.
Then several things happened in lightning-fast succession. The girl destroyed all the assault robot's joints and tossed what was left of it to a corner. Then she ran away.
“She’s a lot stronger than what was said in the intel. Even the cybernetic body we sent was too weak to test her ability.” One of the seven-member said in a distorted voice.
“The cybernetic body was destroyed, the target seemed to survive the blast.” Another disembodied voice announced as the video feed was cut.
“AI, how much of the data have you recovered.” Another member asked, this time he sounds like an old man.
“Sixty-one percent of the target hard drive and her bookmarks.” The disembodied voice replied.
“Show me.” The owner of an old man voice commanded.
“The data we stole was from a single folder called reference material. It contained over a thousand video files.” AI reported and the list of thousands of files was displayed.
“Play the most recent file.” The old man ordered.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Oni-chan! Oni-chan! I cannot take it anymore!” Everyone in the meeting stared long and hard at the screen. It displayed a catgirl mating ritual for a whole minute before one of them ordered the video feed to stop.
The people gathered all went quiet for who knows how long. At last, one of them decided to ask.
“006, you waste our only quantum entanglement device to steal porn videos?” Another member with a distorted middle-aged female voice began to accuse the other with increasing anger.
“Hey! Haven’t we all agreed on this? 004, you also said information is worth more than gold when I proposed this idea.” The old man voice replied back defensively.
“I neither agreed nor disagreed with your proposal.” Another blurry figure replied with a synthetic child voice.
“Stop yelling at each other. We work on what we have, like we always do.” An alluring voice of a man called to order.
The owner of the alluring voice was numbered 001. He’s the founder of this mercenary group, and he’s a cautious man. ‘Nothing is a coincidence’ was his motto. And from what he saw, it looked like 006 was played by this Kuro Velvori character or rather some unknown collaborator who they didn't know yet. That's why he sanctioned this operation, to uncovered whoever helping her in the dark that capable of destroying one of their operative cells.
Still, losing an expensive quantum entanglement communication device without any benefit would surely put the number 006’s credibility to a new low. Was this her plan all along? How was the info leaked? Was what he wondered when he ordered the AI to play the next file.
“A nice tentacle you have here. Let’s see how much white ink it can squirt.” This time it’s a coquettish squid girl showing her bountiful cleavage on the screen while she happily rubs you-know-what.
“Ahem, w-what about her bookmarks! There is supposed to be something there, right!?” Mr. 006 decided to change their approach.
“Listing the recovered bookmarks.” AI replied and thousands of lines began to roll.
1. My little sister can’t be this hot.
2. Threesome with catgirls.
3. We were stuck on an island, but we were infected by a horny virus.
4. Real succubus action, sucking a man dry.
5. Boobs Hunter 4: No one can escape.
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1224. My wife has cybernetically enhanced her sex drive.
This time, the room went totally silent for an even more excruciating amount of time. After again, who knows how long, one of them asked with a hint of desperation.
“AI, is it possible that she encrypted some information on these videos?” If that is true, what a formidable encryption technique that would be, 001 thought. There is no way that a man could crack any hidden information here. Let alone watch entire thousands of video, most of his lackeys couldn’t even finish one without exhausting themselves and stink the room in the process.
“Due to the size of data we have, I’ll need 28 years to process it.” AI answered.
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“Let’s elevate her treat level to A+. 003, inform the client that the price has raised.” The alluring voice broke the silence.
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Internal storage >> Reference Material
This folder is empty
Even though Skynet was alright, my entire porn stash and bookmarks were missing. Wasn’t this what they call a psychological warfare? Damn it, if I know who the hell they were, I’ll give them a piece of my mind.
“Stay still. I can’t tie the ribbon neatly when you’re fidgeting around.” Barbara nagged me, she tried to manipulate a slippery yet thin black clothes around my neck.
This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.
Right now, it was Barbara and me in the dressing room owned by one of Kael’s ‘acquaintance’. The design of her house was antique but well maintained. It was a bit smaller than mine, but the furniture inside looked more luxurious. To sum it up, the owner must have come from a well off family.
And speaking about Kael, that guy almost lost his job from the yesterday incident. From what I overheard from their phone conversation, Ms. Bluebell couldn’t understand why did he go to the dry cleaning shop. “Why did you need to clean that? It’s just a worthless, disposable rag!” That was what she nagged him with…
Well, as expected of a billionaire. Their common sense was totally different from us plebeians. I wondered where did she dispose of her garbage though. If I knew that, I could get rich just by salvaging her junks.
Anyways, Kael was almost fired and he was warned that if he left me without a good reason again, he would be out of his job for real this time.
“And… Done! Tada! How is it?” After several attempts of trials and errors, Barbara proclaimed that she’s content with the result.
“Wow, I do really look more grown-up.” I complimented, as I turned left and right to check. It was hard to believe that with my everyday clothes, she could adapt them to this extent.
The black clothes that she took quite a while to tie up came out as a stylish ribbon. With it, my everyday white one piece had become something like a shirt. Coupled with a sharp looking jacket and a neat hair arrangement, I turned from a young teen look into a … short late teen.
“With this, no one’s going to mistake you as one of the students!” She bragged. However, after I twirl myself around to check, she quietly added. “As long as it’s a middle school section or lower.” … At least, you should be confident in your work a bit, Barbara.
“Hey! Why did you dress her up without me!” A light blonde haired girl in pajamas barged in and pout. Her yell was loud enough to make Ms. Fluffy wake up with a cute meow groan while annoyingly looking at her.
The girl who just barged in was Teresa, the only daughter of this house owner. She was already 18 years old. She had some freckles on her face, but her overall looks alright. Sadly, her chest has nothing but a great desolate plain.
“I already tried to wake you up Tess, but you kept asking for 5 minutes10 hours more.” Her mom, Samantha, yelled from the kitchen nearby while Ms. Fluffy stretched and yawned. Then she began to scratch her sleeping place, the top of an expensive looking cabinet. I wondered whether was that alright or not, but no one seemed to notice it, so I also pretended to look away.
“It can’t be helped! I did sleep late yesterday!” Teresa red-faced excused. Well, for some reason she clung to me a lot. Even though we have a cute nine-tailed fox girl called Cocoa as bait, she still claimed that I looked like a doll and treated me like one. She also took me to bathe with her and brushed my hair until I fell asleep.
Why didn’t I protest? You see, a wise man once said, “flat chest is justice.” So, I shouldn’t argue with justice. On the side note, big boobs are the best.
“Wait, she didn’t wear any makeup yet?” She noticed and inched closer while smiling deviously with a makeup set in her hand.
“No! Kuro’s skin is too young! It might be ruined by these cosmetics!” Barbara put her body in between.
“Uhm, alright.” Teresa said dejectedly. Well, I doubted that cosmetics would harm me. I survived explosions and monsters unscathed after all, but I didn’t argue with Barbara because I also didn’t want to wear them.
After that, we had a breakfast which consisted of fried bread served with strange colored sunny side up eggs and jam.
“Are you sure that these are edible?” Barbara whispered while I tried to observe the table manner from Teresa so that I wouldn’t embarrass my family.
“Of course they are. Most of the food in this world comes from monsters.” I whispered back and pointed at Cocoa who’s enjoying the meal while her tails wave around happily. Maybe my mom spoiled Barbara too much and only cooked what looked normal for her.
“Hey Tess, slow down! Look at our guests, Kuro and Barbara are too scared to eat.” Samantha yelled at her. Alright, choking a whole bread like a starved mad man is a bad table manner. I noted and finally began to eat, by placing a sunny side up egg on top of the fried bread. Then I broke the yoke and mixed its content with strange looking jams.
“By Merlin’s beard! This jam tastes so good!” Barbara exclaimed. Yep, it’s delicious, I thought as I tried it myself. I’ll have Cocoa buy these types of jam for me later.
“Mor-lin… *gulp* beard?” Teresa asked as she gulped in the middle. Hmm, fantasy novels didn’t seem too popular in this world.
“He’s a famous old man with white beard from where she came from.” Cocoa explained before I could think of a way to explain it… However, wasn’t that a bit different from what I know? Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.
After that, Barbara went through a lot of famous men in fantasy novels, some were totally different from what I knew though. Most of them I let it go, but there was one person that I argue vehemently with Barbara. It was King Arthur.
Barbara insisted that King Arthur was a man just because of a simple thing like that he was called a ‘King’. But according to the more reliable source, a popular anime franchise that I watched, she was a girl called Saber. Well, it wasn’t like I remember most of those anime contents, most of them were just logic and bullshit combined into a logical bullshit to have fun. But if she was a man, what does it make me after I enjoyed her fanservices?
“Did she pee standing up?” Kael interrupted our argument.
“... How is that relevant? He’s a man!” Barbara retorted.
“Well, if Kuro thought that he was a woman, then it might be because of that Merlin guy cast some kind of appearance alteration spell on him.” Kael explained.
“And how was that related to pee while standing up?” It wasn’t that I knew Saber pee while standing up or not, but the appearance alteration spell piqued my interest. Maybe I could use it to turn back into a handsome man and create a harem here. Well, it was not totally back to my former self per se. But how good I looked wasn’t the main topic here, alright?
“Because the appearance alteration spell only altered how the light reflected from your body to make you look different. It doesn’t change your actual physique. So, if the guy pees standing up, it’s the proof that she’s a guy. Also, you could try touching.” While he told us that, Kael demonstrated the spell by turning himself into Samantha in revealing dress. And for some reason, he was punched very hard by her.
Casting magic during a meal was a bad table manner, I concluded.
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On the way to the school, we left Cocoa at the shopping street to buy what we had lost to yesterday’s explosion and more. Still, we arrived at the academy earlier than I thought. Having someone drive for you was very convenient. Barbara and Teresa hugged me goodbye and went to their classrooms with Ms. Fluffy. Then I went a separate way to my assigned building, the sports complex.
“That useless dean thinks of me as a muscle brain, huh?” I mumbled as I looked at the ellipsoidal building.
Normally the inside of the building in this world was like a maze. However, this sports complex mostly consisted of a track field and an indoor gym, it was easy for me to find the only room that looked like an office which was just next to the front door.
“What do you mean you can’t come!? A magic resistant diarrhea!? Use your guts, gut damn it! Ahhh, the bus’s leaving in 30 minutes.” A muscular middle-aged man yelled as I entered the office.
“Hey! Can anyone cover for Ray? For god’s sake, it’s the final championship match!” The guy increased his volume by two notches as everyone tried to avoid his gaze.
Even though I wasn’t good with social interaction, I could still guess from the atmosphere. That guy, Ray, got a job that no one wanted to do. So, he kind of ditched it, and no one wanted to cover up for him. However, as I still guessed about what was happening here, I accidentally made eye contact with the muscular guy.
“Oh, you must be Ms. Velvori, the new teacher assistant right?” … He quickly walked over while I had a premonition that the gears in his head are turning in a bad direction.
“Here, I want you to take students to a match and bring them back, got it?” I haven’t even nodded my head yet when he shoved a clipboard at me. On it was a list of 21 students’ names and faces, all of them were girls.
“Wait, shouldn’t I start with something easy? Like, look over a PE class?” I didn’t know what all of this was about yet, but my guts told me that I shouldn’t go along with this.
“I’m sorry, but we don’t have enough men for on-the-job training today. Watching over the students and bringing them back is easiest.” The muscular man explained. But after I kept staring at him he added. “Otherwise… Do you know how to take care of a PE class?” How? Easy.
“It’s a spartan class which barely regards their students as a human being, right?” I explained what happened in my past life.
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The vote was seven to one. Well, seven teachers and one me. That’s why I had to ride a bus with 21 students and Kael to the main city stadium. I wonder why no one wanted to take this job though.