Chapter 969 – Selling Surviving With ASMR

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“I thought I was crazy, but I never thought it would be like this.”

After Nyala listened to Cleon’s plan, she looked at him in disbelief and said something that could hardly be called a compliment.

＂Thanks to you for giving me a hint.＂

However, Cleon did not show any sign of reflection despite her words, and answered Nyala confidently.

“I don’t remember giving a hint, though. ＂

＂Oh, is that so?＂

Cleon answers naturally.

Nyala sighs and shakes her head.

“I guess your sensibility is wrong for thinking that’s a hint… Sigh. Well, it’s good anyway. No matter what I say, it doesn’t seem like it will go outside. I’ll just accept that everything that happens from now on is my responsibility.”

“Ah. Of course. But that doesn’t mean I’ll allow you to stop talking halfway through.”

When Cleon threatened her with the possibility that Nyala might betray him in order to seek her freedom, Nyala laughed and laughed.

“I really don’t trust people. Do you think I would do something like that?”

＂…＂

If Cleon remains silent in response to her words, Nyala will also remain silent.

And that silence was a sufficient answer to Nyala’s question.

Nyala, looking embarrassed, cleared her throat and changed her words.

＂Keu, keuhm! Anyway! I don’t know about you, who’s on my hand, but you’re shaking a lot right now, right? This is just an omen, but once the reincarnation begins in earnest, it will be truly terrible.”

As Nyala said, where Cleon was now standing with her feet was her hand, which she had enlarged.

Cleon, standing still on her hand with his giant-like palm facing upward, seemed like a traveler from a fairy tale he had read as a child.

Surely it was a story about going to a country of giants and a country of dwarfs…

When I think about it now, I don’t even remember what the moral of the fairy tale was.

“I’m thinking about something else.”

“Ah, sorry. So? When are you going to start?”

“If you say you’re ready, I’ll wrap it up right away. Because there’s no need to procrastinate.”

At Nyala’s words, Cleon nodded her head as if she understood, and in response to Cleon’s response, Nyala slowly wrapped around Cleon like before.

“Don’t tell me that when I open my hand again, it’s ‘Cleon Smoothie’ inside.”

“Humans are not that weak.”

The story of a tiger that turns too quickly and turns into butter is just an exaggeration from a fairy tale.

Cleon responded that way, without much emotion, despite Nyala’s concerns.

“That may be true, but the opponent is literally a shock equivalent to the birth of the universe. If I can endure it there, maybe I should call it a human anymore…”

With those last words, the light streaming in from outside completely disappears, and the inside of his hand is filled with darkness.

“How is it? Are you okay?”

There was still a little space left in Nyala’s hand even after Cleon entered.

However, this space is obstructed.

While the outside is shaking, Cleon’s body will also be shaking inside, hitting various places in his hand.

When sending items in a box, it was easy to think about adding cushioning material to leave as few gaps as possible.

“Ah. Because it’s okay. Narrow it down a little more.”

When Cleon says that, Nyala gradually reduces the size of her hand, leaving no space between Cleon and her hand.

Although her pace was a little slow, Cleon stopped her at just the right moment as she slowly applied the force of her hands to Cleon’s own body.

＂Phew… Okay. I can barely breathe. With this, at least I won’t be shaking inside, burying my head in her four fingers and biting my tongue.”

“… It feels kind of strange. Having life in your hands is usually something you just wrap around and swallow.”

“… Was there any reason to say that now?”

Are you still seeing yourself as prey?

Cleon thought so, thinking that if he did something foolish, he would immediately activate the imprint of domination and send all the pain in the world directly into his nervous system.

“No, no, it’s not like that! It’s just that I, a predator, never thought I’d be able to protect someone with my body as a shield! … Well, are you ready to chat with me?”

“… Well, let’s leave it at that. And there’s no problem here either.”

Cleon answered like that while listening to Nyala’s words, which were like excuses, and quietly closed his eyes.

Then- Originally, only Cleon would have been in the space in my hand, but I feel the presence of others right next to me.

They were his party members waiting outside, connected by a stamp.

Kuon, Lila, Sasha, Amelia.

These four people were connected to Cleon in the depths of their souls through their imprint, and if they concentrated their minds, they could convey thoughts to each other in the form of voices.

In other words, for Cleon, that voice came from a deeper place, from within, than any other external stimulus.

Nyala spoke.

When the progenitor’s past life begins, this world, her mental world, will collapse and become mixed up, and the beings remaining within it will be caught up in the chaos and the rebuilding of her spirit.

And, if you do not maintain your identity as ‘Cleon’ within it, you will just blend in and become one with the progenitor.

So, Cleon had to be clearly aware that she was ‘Cleon’ until the moment her past life ended.

Even if it seems obvious, if it’s a waterspout in the deep sea or an endless cliff, it’s difficult to maintain composure and thoughts can’t flow as you want.

Therefore, in order to maintain her identity, Cleon decided to receive help from them.

Even if it was a method, the women who were connected through imprinting continued to recognize Cleon’s existence, and sent the image of Cleon that they recognized back to Cleon through imprinting.

It was a method that was easier than expected, but only Cleon was able to do it.

[Everyone, don’t be nervous. Just do it normally.]

[Uh, uhm… Even if I tell you not to be nervous, if you fail this, Mr. Cleon won’t be able to come back…!?]

Sasha speaks as if telling her not to be nervous is unreasonable.

[Okay. There are times when being moderately nervous actually helps with work.]

Lila spoke as if to help Sasha, but Cleon seemed to think that would be too much of a burden for them, so he silenced her for a moment.

[Ah, you can swear and say things you always wanted to say to me but couldn’t.]

Cleon let’s say that to the four people to at least ease everyone’s tension-

[What, really?]

While Lila was listening, she made a voice as if it was a welcome sound.

[Laila…]

Kuon talks to Lila in a somewhat soothing way, but Lila instead answers Kuon.

[No, why! Cleon himself tells you to do that. Yes, for things like this, you should say something more provocative to keep Cleon sane. I can’t help it because this person’s words bother me.]

[You… Did you say so many things about me?]

Lila will answer Cleon’s question.

[Ugh. Maybe one or two?]

[Well… I’ll ask you somewhere else, out of earshot.]

[Words once spoken cannot be contained, Cleon. Be prepared.]

If Cleon sighs like that with a little regret-

Thud…! Kugugu…!

At that moment, a loud shock rings out, and the entire body is engulfed in vibration.

At the speed of a woodpecker digging a hole, Nyala’s hands were slowly shaking.

＂It has begun!＂

And, when Nyala made a loud noise outside, Cleon swallowed her saliva.

[Cleon! The egg is starting to glow here!]

[Ah… I think it’s started. Then, I will ask you a favor!]

In response to Cuon’s report, Cleon clenches his fists and reminds himself not to forget who he is.

But the next moment.

＂!?＂

As if the tremors just now were a child’s joke, heaven and earth turned upside down in an instant.

No, that wasn’t the end.

What was flipped was not just upside down, but also side to side.

＂Big…!＂

My back was bent 180 degrees.

It wasn’t because Cleon or Nyala’s bodies were weak.

In other words, the space itself was divided between the top and bottom and the bottom was bent 180 degrees.

Nyala would be fine even within this changed space, but Cleon would not be.

Even if one knew that oneself in this space was a ‘mental body,’ it was the inevitable fate of humans to be drawn to it as long as they maintained their human appearance.

And a person whose back was bent 180 degrees could not breathe.

The pain that felt like his body was going to break overcame Cleon.

This may be the first time in my life that I have experienced such a ‘purely physically painful’ feeling.

＂—-!＂

Cleon couldn’t even scream in pain because no words came out.

But the next moment.

In Cleon’s head, he has images of what he looks like.

That is the form of his own body, something that Cleon himself could not think of even in this chaos.

＂Haa…!＂

That image brought Cleon’s body, which had been bent 180 degrees, back to its original state.

[Cleon, are you okay!?]

[Just now, Cleon’s presence beyond the imprint momentarily became extremely weak.]

In a rare case, Lila’s voice of genuine concern flows in, and at the same time, Amelia conveys the situation.

And, Cleon wanted to say it was okay, but he didn’t feel like it.

No, the thing called ‘heart’ already did not properly exist for him.

Just now, the bending of space as if it were folding was a joke.

＂Haa… Sigh. Ahhh…!”

I was glad that the screams came out this time, because that might have helped take away some of the pain.

Cleon could feel how his body was changing even in the dark.

It’s a thread.

His own legs, his arms, are coming loose like skeins of thread.

Probably, this entire space is like that.

Starting from the fingers and toes, to the joints and joints of the limbs, to the shoulders and groins, and even to the torso and neck!

It’s being torn apart.

If this continues, even his head will be torn off.

‘No, no… The moment your entire body collapses like this, it’s over…!’

As Cleon thought so, he felt that he needed a stronger image of himself in order to rebuild his body.

[Uh, well, so…]

At that time, when I thought I heard Sasha’s embarrassed voice-

[Wow, Mr. Cleon can deal with both children and extra-terrestrial beings over tens of thousands of years old… No, he is an amazing person!]

When Sasha’s high voice rang in Cleon’s head, her powerful image was projected onto Cleon, and Cleon’s body was restored.

[Lolicon!]

[Idiosyncratic!]

[The enemy of women…!]

[How many children did you make!?]

And then, the voices of Laila and Kuon.

Intense.

Although it is intense, the fact that Cleon’s mind is becoming confused in other ways is definitely not due to his mood.

[Well, I guess all three of you are very unforgiving…?]

[But it’s true.]

Lila says that, and then looks for something else to say.

[Cleon, no matter what, you can’t be a man.]

And the words Kuon said were the most painful of all the words I have ever said.

I don’t have that kind of hobby either! I wanted to answer that, but I did.

[Uh? I think it’s working!]

[So… Cleon’s presence has become a little stronger.]

It was definitely effective.

It was to the point where I became more concerned about the words they spoke than the chaotic situation occurring in the mental world.

The pain in my mind was greater than the pain in my body.

[Come on, Amelia! Amelia also says something strong to Cleon!]

And, Lila will also talk to Amelia as if to help her out.

Then, Amelia doesn’t say anything for a moment and looks like she’s worried – then she speaks to Cleon as if she’s sorry.

[Huh, Cleon…? Anyway, I can’t have children until I’m an adult, right? Please be careful…?]

＂!!!!＂

It was a natural thing, and Cleon knew it well.

Hearing that Amelia, like no one else, had said such a thing, Cleon felt like he had been hit on the head with the huge hammer she usually wielded.

Cleon vomited blood from his mouth due to the damage he had just received.

Please, let me answer in one word.

‘No matter how much I… I can’t go that far…’

However, before Cleon’s answer was delivered to her.

“Are you still alive? Because it’s almost over. Just hold on a little longer.”

Nyala’s voice came from outside.

Thanks to the shock of what had just happened, her body seemed to have recovered enough for her hearing to return.

But, even for a moment.

＂Wow…! W-what is this!? Never before… Wow!”

When she thinks she hears Nyala’s scream, her hands, which were tightly sealed around her, are released.

＂What-?＂

Next moment.

With a dumbfounded expression, Cleon slipped out of Nyala’s hand and was thrown outside.

In that space, colorful colors were sparkling like a gap in another dimension, and it was a world made up of infinite chaos, with no top or bottom, no outside or inside.

The moment she meets her eyes with something that looks like Ni’Allah, she will be embarrassed.

Her mouth seemed to be moving.

‘Mi. An.’

That is.

＂Mi-＂

And then, Cleon leaves Nyala and flies somewhere.

In this space, towards the place where the most brilliant light is flowing.

With the feeling of being drawn into that place.

＂If you’re sorry, that’s it-!!!＂

When Cleon can’t stand it anymore and screams at her, she soon finds that even his own voice is drowned out by something in her-

As it was, Cleon was surrounded by countless light sources, and she fell into such an intense sensation that both her eyes and ears became blind.