Chapter 986 – [Introduction] A Story About Using an Adamantite Golem in Human Form as Onahol to Learn About Humans? -1-

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Cleon raises his voice in surprise at the sudden appearance of Zita, who attacks her bed.

The woman who appeared before her eyes was still wearing the clothes that Ventuna had temporarily repaired for her, so even if she moved even a little, she felt like she could see parts of herself that shouldn’t be visible. 〉

She tried to move her body to somehow get out of the way of Zita pressing on her from above, but-

“Ah, it wasn’t this heavy before…!”

Even though Cleon felt that way, she tried to persuade Zita by making eye contact with her, who did not flinch.

“Zita, are you mad at me for leaving you in her yard? There is a reason…!”

Cleon tried to calm her down by saying that, but it seemed like Cleon was just reflected in her empty eyes, and she wasn’t looking at him.

‘Can’t you hear my voice…? Could it be that he’s running rampant, excluding other functions, in order to recover his magical power?!

When a human falls into an extreme state of hunger, it is like losing one’s reason in search of food.

However, if you get to the point where you can no longer endure the hunger, your physical functions may deteriorate, and you may lose your mind.

The woman who had stopped was no different from a fainted human, and since she had recovered even a little of her magic, she had now become a being who rushed to fill her body with her magic.

＂Kuh…!＂

At the point of contact, she feels a slight but magical energy being absorbed.

However, it is not that much. It can be said to be a very small amount.

Just like a frog breathes through its skin, adamantite can absorb magical energy from the surface it touches.

All the adamantite golems I faced in the basement earlier were like this, and it wouldn’t be strange if Zita had the same function.

However, a kind of artificial skin covering her body.

Created with Ventuna’s idea and the magic of the four people, it was like a kind of protective shield that prevented Zita, a golem made of adamantite, from absorbing a large amount of her magic even by mistake when she came into contact with a living creature. Br〉

While Zita was active on earth, she was essential if she was to live with humans.

‘I think I understand why Ventuna is said to be a groundbreaking invention that combines beauty and functionality…!’

The problem was that even in that situation, Cleon could not move his body and was clearly losing his magic little by little.

As Cleon tries to move her body, thinking that somehow she must break free from her restraints-

“… It’s not enough.”

Silently, as Zita’s mouth moved, her voice came out of her.

＂…! Speak!? Zita, are you conscious-“

When Cleon said that, it was at that moment that he tried to talk to her.

Zita put her hands on both of Cleon’s arms, and instead of letting go of her arms, she grabbed the sleeves of her clothes that were hanging on her arms-

Wow!

＂Kyaaaaa!?＂

A scream of astonishment as she had ever heard from Cleon’s lips came out.

The reason is that the jacket she was wearing just a moment ago was torn in half by Zita’s strength.

Clothes danced in the air and fell on both sides of the bed, and Cleon was embarrassed by the situation and had no choice but to cover his front with his hands and arms.

＂W-what are you doing!?＂

While Cleon was raising her voice and urging, Zita similarly tore the clothes she was wearing and threw them away.

Then-

＇Chulleuong…♡＇

And, along with the various precious parts that Ventuna had covered, her breasts, which had grown larger than she had been designed for, popped out and appeared as if swaying under gravity.

＂…!＂

Even though Cleon looked at that place without realizing it, he swallowed his saliva and turned his head.

＂Zita. Calm down, and your magic power will recover naturally…”

If she had a digestive system, she could use magic potions, but she had to ask her designer, Ventuna, if she could use her potions.

Cleon On placed his hopes on her slight communication and tried to persuade her by talking like that.

However, what came back from her was…

Woowoo…

And it was Zita, using her own weight, to overlap her own naked torso over Cleon’s.

All the soft, soft parts touched Cleon’s solid upper body.

When I glanced down at her head, I saw that her naked upper body was pressed against Cleon’s body, making it look like a crushed dumpling.

At the same time, Zita’s eyes, looking up at Cleon, meet Cleon’s eyes.

＂Ugh…＂

That act was a little more stressful than a simple hug, and it felt as if Cleon’s body was being pressed with a press from above.

＂What are you doing…?＂

When Cleon asked Zita, he got his answer back from her.

＂By expanding the contact area with you, we are increasing the amount of magical energy absorbed. ＂

Speech is somewhat mechanical.

From her answer, which was different from Zita’s positive voice and tone of voice in Cleon’s memory, Cleon felt that although she was Zita, she was not Zita.

If adamantite exists as a colony, does it make sense for another self to appear inside Zita while her consciousness is weakened?

Either way, it was dangerous as it was.

Losing your magic power would also be a loss-

Zita’s soft body pressing against Cleon’s, and the feeling of her shaking hair grazing his skin.

And, thanks to Ventuna using only the finest ingredients, a nice smell tickling her nostrils even after running, rolling, and repeating in her basement.

Her thighs that touch her legs are so ‘soft’ that they don’t even compare to her breasts, but they have a ‘just right feel’.

She knew that she shouldn’t, but all she could think about was the element that made Zita, whom she was closely attached to, feel like a ‘woman’.

Throbbing…

Thanks to this, Cleon felt her blood flow slowly rushing to her opponent’s stupid object under her own pants.

As her corpus cavernosum swelled, she pushed up her bottoms and twitched as if asking them to be released.

＂Kuh…＂

Under that pressure, Cleon began to shake her body from side to side while quietly drooling, and tried to throw off Zita who was riding on top of her, but she did not get out of the way easily.

I thought about raising my voice and calling for help, but my pride as a man wouldn’t allow it.

It was that time.

＂… Prominence of body parts in the lower body…?＂

As Cleon struggled against her, Zita glanced down as if she found it strange that something of her was touching his body.

And, after she confirmed that a tent had formed on Cleon’s pants, she stretched out her hand towards it.

Rub rub rub.

She moves her hand as if she is checking to see if there is anything dangerous inside.

Her hands, which were soft enough to be seen even on the cloth, were touching Cleon’s things persistently, as if examining them, but delicately, as if reluctant to stimulate them.

“Now, wait a minute… That’s the part you shouldn’t touch like that…”

Even if Cleon tries to stop Zita, she won’t listen at all.

＇Withdraw everyone… For pride and all, it would be better to stop this situation first…!＇

Otherwise, a grown man might end up soiling his pants.

As Cleon thought so, he turned his head and looked toward her door.

And that’s when she closed her mouth and tried to speak.

[What. Did the daytime guy come to visit today? Changing women like that every day… How much of a libertine is the guy who calls me my master?]

From inside the room, another person’s voice was heard.

Cleon immediately turned his head towards the direction from which the voice came-

She will look next to the closet where she has put her swords.

Galatea and Caliburn are still asleep.

Of the three swords, only one can make a voice.

There was only a slash.

＂Is it a slash…＂

When Cleon made a voice that seemed to be somewhat regretful, Slash immediately reacted and answered.

[Hey, hey, aren’t you just making it clear that you’re so disappointed? Well, unlike other guys, I can’t transform into human form, and I can’t fly and move by my own will. Can you at least give me someone to talk to, so you don’t feel lonely while you’re being bullied by that guy?]

＂No need…! What I need now is physical help!”

Cleon said that half angrily, but at the same time he noticed something.

That is, Zita’s hand, which had been rubbing Cleon’s lower body just a moment ago, had stopped.

And she looks around her as if she is curious about something.

＂… Voice.＂

＂Huh?＂

“I heard the voice of someone other than me and you. It’s within this space.”

[Oh?]

Cleon and Slash reacted in surprise at the same time.

To be honest, Cleon didn’t really know the identity of Slash’s voice, but he knew that it was a voice that only he, Galatea, and Cali Burn could hear.

＂From that sword…＂

Then, she turned her head and looked where the slash was.

“Can you hear Slash’s voice?”

[That’s right. In a way, that guy is like a relative of mine.]

That’s how Slash responds to Cleon’s words.

Since Slash is a sword made of adamantite, wouldn’t it be strange for it to be able to communicate if it wasn’t made of the same material?

“I can sense a large amount of magical power from you. Also, the magic power seems to have been extracted from this human.”

And Zita spoke to Slash like that.

[That’s right, because I often suck that guy’s blood. Blood contains a large amount of magical power.]

＂… Indeed. ＂

She looked at Cleon at Slash’s words and opened her mouth.

In her mouth, there were teeth in the shape of a human, and the fangs were shining sharply.

“For a moment!? No way, that’s what makes me…!”

Cleon looks at her in astonishment, and seeing her bring her mouth close to his own, she struggles once more.

[Hey, hey. Wait, wait! That guy’s blood is mine!]

As Slash raises her voice, Zita’s body literally freezes, as if she were reacting to it.

Then, she would turn her head away from Cleon, her mouth bared with sharp fangs.

Cleon sighed, grateful for Slash’s restraint.

… If you look at the cause, it was because Slash said something pointless.

＂Mine?＂

[If you are of the same race, please do not take my food. And above all, magic power cannot be obtained only from blood. There is something richer in magical power than blood.]

＂Hoo. That’s interesting.”

Zita expressed strong interest in Slash’s words.

＂Hey wait a minute… Another useless knowledge…＂

[Then, listen to me, your senior who was active in the human world first. Call me ‘Slash Senior’.]

“All right. Slash senior.”

Slash established the relationship between seniors and juniors at will.

She made a laughing sound, ‘kkkk…’ As if it was fun.

That arbitrary and somewhat careless attitude reminded me of Talcheck, the original owner of the red sword that became the material for Slash.

Even imagining the idea of ​​becoming a woman without a check-up was terrifying.

[Okay… Then first, take off his pants. Because the magic power you want is within it.]

＂Haa!?＂

Cleon reacted strongly to Slash’s words, but as soon as Zita heard those words-

Boom!

＂Aaagh!＂

This time, she cut the pants and underwear in half and killed them.

It wasn’t the pajamas I liked… But Cleon’s body naturally trembled at that violent action.

Thanks to this, Cleon’s object, which had been stimulated and had grown in size until now, was subdued by fear and shrunk differently than before.

Should I say it’s a relief or a humiliation…

“Confirmed. … I definitely feel the magic of this institution. But… It seems smaller than when it’s hidden…”

No, it was humiliating after all.

[Okay. That’s the outlet for his magic power. The way to release magical power is simple. If you gently stimulate that organ to make it harden and grow, a white liquid containing magical power will naturally come out. You just have to absorb it.]

Meanwhile, Slash once again infuses useless knowledge.

Then-

“… Indeed, this institution.”

Just as Slash said, Zita reached for Cleon’s penis.

When something soft touched the thing that had become soft and was lowering its head once again, Cleon’s body stiffened without realizing it.

Although I was upset, I was definitely in a good mood.

[I’m doing well… Just keep stimulating me!]

＂What on earth are you telling me…!＂

[You really need to think about it. If that guy doesn’t get magic power from you now, he’ll go on a rampage until he gets magic power from another guy? It’s what you like. Hugging alone.]

Cleon was unable to respond to Slash’s words for a moment.

[If you stay calm, it will end faster. Don’t worry. I’ve always seen what you do here, so I’ll tell him how to do it.]

As Slash said that, he laughed again.

On the contrary, the laughter and words made Cleon even more anxious.