"What now?" Nathan groaned, staring at the panel that just ruined the mood, which had been boosted monts ago by the innocence of the Snake Hunter.
[Tower Manager]
I already have a new plan. This will be very beneficial for humanity!
--
Nathan let out a sigh, like soone tired of hearing his friend pitch another MLM sche.
"What plan? Make sothing disgusting with my pee again?" Nathan muttered, half-snorting.
[Tower Manager]
Don’t be like that, human. Hahaha... Seems like you need a little motivation!
--
Nathan frowned. "Motiva—"
His words were cut off.
A new panel appeared, sa size as the Tower Manager’s text panel. But slowly, it expanded, stretching out like one of those big screens people used to watch sports together.
[Floor 30....]
Nathan stared at the panel. Inside, a group of Hunters were fighting several Mindless Monsters at once.
One muscular male Hunter grinned wide, holding a sword. He handed it to a female Hunter, who carefully dripped a potion onto the blade — a potion Nathan instantly recognized.
"tallumcum?" Nathan mumbled.
The male Hunter, sword now coated with the legendary dick pee and monster blood combo, dropped into a fighting stance.
"You’re dead at!"
He dashed toward a Mindless Monster, cutting it down fast — then went on to clean up the rest with ease.
After the battle, the guy kissed his sword. "Mwah... baby," he said.
anwhile, the female Hunter clutched the bottle of tallumcum to her chest, smiling. "Thank you, holy potion!" she whispered.
Nathan watched, baffled. A sword coated in tallumcum being kissed. A bottle of tallumcum being hugged. And not a single one of them knew the "holy" ingredients behind it.
[Clip...]
The panel faded out. The Tower Manager’s voice returned.
[Tower Manager]
See that? Humans are so grateful for the potion you made.
If you mass-produce tallumcum, imagine how many Hunters will feel blessed!
---
"Blessed... by pee?" Nathan deadpanned.
"This is insane... but whatever," he muttered, nodding slightly.
"So, what’s the plan you were talking about?" Nathan turned his eyes back to the panel.
[Tower Manager]
Selling monster at from the 100th floor!
---
Nathan frowned. "I don’t think that’s a new plan. Didn’t you already tell to sell ’Materials’ from the 100th floor? And... isn’t that too far?"
[Tower Manager]
And you have to breed each monster, butcher them, then package the at.
--
His eyes twitched. "Hold up! Wait a minute, sothing ain’t right! Monster at!?" He frowned.
"No.. No... i can’t do that!!" He shook his head repeatedly.
"You such a evil being!" He cursed.
[Tower Manager]
Relax, human. I an the livestock-type monsters. The cute ones stay cute. Hahaha!
--
Nathan let out a shaky breath. "Goddamn... you almost gave a heart attack."
He wiped his forehead. "For a second, I thought you were about to turn this into so insane hentai farm."
[Tower Manager]
Oh, but think of the efficiency!
---
Nathan glared at the panel. "No."
Then he sighed, muttering under his breath, "Why does it always have to be this weird...?"
[Tower Manager]
The protein from the monsters here can greatly boost human muscle potential.
---
"Another weird thing," Nathan muttered, looking down.
"Tch... why does it have to go as far as breeding them?" He groaned in frustration.
[Tower Manager]
Relax, human. What I an is breed the monsters, not... you know, with your dick! Don’t worry, hahaha!
---
Nathan froze.
His eyebrow twitched. "...Why the hell do you even need to clarify that?!"
[Tower Manager]
Considering your behavior history... better safe than sorry, right? Hahaha!
---
Nathan let out a loud sigh, dragging both palms down his face.
"Fuck... even if there’s a hole, that doesn’t an there’s a goal."
Nathan let out a soft snort, still panting.
"The cute ones stay cute, huh?" he murmured, repeating the Tower Manager’s words.
Suddenly, his mind drifted off. The faces of the Monster Girls who had been by his side flashed through his thoughts — Domina, Livia, Velmora, Validia, and the pale-skinned bird monster, each with their own quirks and charm.
"...Wait. Are any of them the floor 100 boss?" he asked suspiciously, his eyes narrowing with curiosity.
The panel lit up.
[Tower Manager]
No, no. They’re not the floor 100 boss.
--
Nathan furrowed his brows. "Hah...?"
The Tower Manager’s voice ca again, this ti in a lazy, teasing tone.
[Tower Manager]
No need to wonder. Just live with them. Enjoy your days.
--
Nathan scowled deeper. "Enjoy? What do you an?"
The panel flickered.
[Tower Manager]
You crave them, don’t you?
Your lust always ignites at the sight of their alluring bodies, right?
---
Nathan choked on air. "Wh-... No! I—" But before he could finish, the panel cut him off swiftly.
[Tower Manager]
I hope your lust is filled with love.
--
"What do you an?" Nathan asked.
[Tower Manager]
Ah... lowly human, it seems I’ve talked too much to you today. See you next ti!
---
Clip...
The panel vanished. Nathan frowned in confusion, repeating under his breath, "Lust filled with love...?"
anwhile, the Tower Manager sat gracefully in a chair that looked like it belonged to a noble of high status, her left fist propping up her chin near the corner of her mouth. A sly grin spread across her face.
"Almost..." she whispered.
Nathan, still naked and puzzled, decided to sit under the Prunus Vitalis tree, waiting for his robe and pants to dry. He took a deep breath, as if trying to grasp the aning behind all of this. His once-throbbing cock, now in cooldown, softened; his mind gradually cleared, like mist lifting from a quiet lake.
Why do the answers about where they co from, or their families, beco forbidden mories? Questions began swirling in Nathan’s head as he ntally replayed his days on the 100th floor.
They were honest. They were kind. They always tried to protect .
They carried a kind of pure, unique emotion.
Nathan slowly lifted his head, gazing up at the sky. His cock lay down, touching the grass.
He exhaled slowly.
"Are they really... monsters?" He whispered.
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