Chapter 117 – 117. Everyone’s Second Mess Paradise (2)

※ Hate Note: Gore

· This is an episode with a rather brutal portrayal in Scene #2.

· Elderly people, pregnant women, or readers who are not good at cruel scenes, please be careful when watching Scene #2.

· There is a summary of #2 in the author’s review, so those who skipped the scene can scroll down to the bottom to see the contents of scene #2 🙂

– One –

“So, monohorn? Is the food to your liking?”

“Yes! It’s a complete nuclear zone, Ada-sama! Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty!”

“Does that mean… It’s so delicious?”

“That’s right! You can see it as the superlative of the expression ‘delicious’!”

Monohorn was devouring the food Ada was serving.

Table manners and the like have been given away a long time ago.

King king!

From inside Estrus’s wooden mansion, the barking of dogs could be heard loudly.

The pup that Benison had picked up did not leave Benison.

Was it because Benison, who often wore an anal tail shaped like a dog’s tail, felt a sense of kinship with the dog?

He named the puppy Ballantine and raised it with careful care every day.

“Brother Benison.”

“Yes, Monohorn.”

“Did the vital signal transmission magic tool come out when Valentine groaned?”

“Ah, no… I’ve been watching for days and still haven’t gotten it. Do I have to split the boat…?”

When Benison answered anxiously, Urmama jumped up.

“Hee! No way! You must never bully a cute doggie! Savage! Gangster! One!”

“Hey, barbarians and gangsters…”

Benison is deeply hurt by Urmama’s criticism.

Seeing the two of them, Demosi smiled.

“Benison, would you like to bring Valentine to me after dinner?

“Yes, Demosi Nunna!”

Benison was able to escape from the savages thanks to Demosi.

“By the way, Monohorn. I’m still curious. Why did you ask Bennison to catch a young wild dog then? There are many other animals.”

“Oh, that’s it? The human heart rate is roughly 60 to 100 beats per minute. When exercising, it’s roughly twice that rate. And an adult dog usually beats 100 to 140 beats, and young puppies beat 160 to 200 beats per minute. .”

“Really?”

“Yeah. So, when I broadcast the dog’s heart rate, the enemy with the tracking device, of course, was him, Tullamore? Don’t you think he’s in a precarious situation? I asked you to bring a puppy to make it.”

“Ah…! I am surprised every time. Monohorn knows a lot and seems to be thinking deeply!”

Immediately after the meeting of the party except Monohorn, each of them took on a role.

Demosi chose the role of frequent compliments to boost her monohorn’s self-esteem.

“Ah, what? I just knew this because I raised dogs when I was young. There was even a veterinary hospital in the neighborhood where I lived. A hospital that specializes in treating dogs and cats and performing surgeries. Because it’s a companion animal, dogs and cats There were a lot of people who lived with cats, and when their pets got sick, they went to the veterinary hospital.”

“It’s strange. Did you raise an animal only for communion, not to assist hunting or prevent harmful birds, and give it the status of a companion?”

Octopoda also took part in it.

In order to know what Monohorn yearns for, he takes on the role of asking Monohorn various things and bringing out his thoughts and desires.

It was a role that suited him well.

“Yes. The social safety net was good there, so people rarely lived in groups. There were many nuclear families, such as four, two, and even one. That’s it.”

“Did the people there have many other species of animals besides dogs and cats?”

“Yes. They raise a lot of birds, squirrels, rabbits, and fish, too? Some people raise a lot of reptiles like lizards and snakes, amphibians like frogs and salamanders, arthropods like scorpions, centipedes and spiders, and insects like praying mantises and beetles.”

“Doesn’t Monohon want to raise such a pet again?”

“Um~ I don’t really want to raise a child right now. There’s no time to be lonely even with Mamang, so why would I want to raise a pet? No. Not at all.”

“Is that so.”

This time it seemed that he had failed to pry out his wish.

No, no.

He brought out his desire to focus on making love with Urmama.

He didn’t fail

“Huh~ Mamang is good~♬ Monohorn says he only loves Maman~♬”

“Heheh♬ I love you the most, too♡”

Urmama laughs and clings to Monohorn’s neck.

Her breasts squeeze against Monohorn’s shoulder.

Monohorn could barely resist the slightest erection.

“Oh, no…! I love you too!”

His face turns red

To be honest, he felt a little pressured to share such a bold expression of affection in front of others.

It was because I felt like crouching in front of a chrysalis.

Of course, Urmama’s bold expression of affection was also one of the strategies to boost his self-esteem.

“Monohon. I have a question too.”

Margarita interrupted their conversation.

Margarita, who had been depressed for some time since Jose’s departure, was not able to regain her usual form until she cried all day long.

From the outside, she looked no different than usual.

“How did you cause such a big earthquake in the basin? They didn’t use explosives, they only used trees to create such an explosive earthquake. It happened underground, so I couldn’t see it, and I was scolded because I was curious.”

“Oh, that’s it? I just folded the tree roots well under the ground and grew them, and then I grew them all at once. Do you know that it’s a spring?”

“Ah, yes. I know what it is.”

“The tree roots were grown under the ground so that they had elasticity like a spring, and then they grew in an instant and burst out as they dug into the ground, saying, ‘Paang!’ I was only expecting to lose, but I was lucky.”

“I see. Did you learn that at school?”

“Uh, they didn’t even teach me how to turn the ground in school. I just imagined it by adding what I had learned, and it worked out well.”

“It’s a school… Hehe. I wish there was a place like that here too, seriously.

“Yes.”

“University is the time to study hard and find romance. Haven’t you ever thought of going to such a place?”

“If I had stayed there, I probably wouldn’t have gone to college. My house wasn’t wealthy, so I wouldn’t have been able to afford to pay my tuition. I’ve been thinking about going there for a while, but I’m not so eager. If I were to go there right now If you tell me to go back and go to university, I don’t think I’ll be able to bear it because I miss you and Mamang’s arms in less than a day. Hehe.”

Margarita took on the role of digging up what Monohorn misses.

It was because I thought it was important to solve it if he was tired of nostalgia.

Fortunately, Monohorn’s perfume didn’t seem too strong.

Perhaps, he may have already given up on going back.

“Hehe~ I want to go to school too~♬ Do the kids have sex there too~?”

“Yes, yes… Well, they say that fast kids have sex before they even change their voice. Do it wherever you can.”

“Huh~? What is a motel?”

“It’s just a place where men and women go to have sex together. Oh, sometimes men go, sometimes women go. Sometimes, several men and women go in groups and have an orgy.”

“Hee~? Like us~?”

“Yes, yes…”

Monohorn’s face reddened.

He was still vulnerable to Estrus’ sex drip.

Estrus smiled at his expression.

“Hee hee~☆ But Mono Horn~”

“Yes, Sister Estrus.”

“Why do you ask me about sex in the world you used to live in? You talk like you’ve heard it somewhere~? Have you never had sex there?”

“…”

Mono Horn lowers his head.

The nape of his neck burns bright red.

“Yes, yes… I couldn’t even hold a woman’s wrist there…”

“Kyahahaha~♬ Mono Horn is so cute~♡”

Estrus laughed and clapped his hands.

Everyone cast reproachful glances at Estrus.

Estrus gives her a small nod.

“Still~ the Mono Horn~ is really romantic~?”

“Yes yes…?”

“For monohon, Maman is the first partner~ Maman is the first wife~ Maman is the last wife~?”

“Ah…!”

“It seems Monohon didn’t go out with anyone there to meet Maman~♬ It’s destiny~ Destiny~♬”

Urmama and Monohorn’s faces turned red.

Yes.

Estrus’ role was to give a joke.

It was Estrus’ role to make the part where he had an inferiority complex as casually as possible.

“Uh, it’s fate, hero-sama♡ It’s so romantic…!”

“That’s right… Fate… This is fate…”

It seemed a little over-medicated.

All of them were systematically taking care of Monohorn’s mental health.

Their attempts seemed to be quite successful.

Mono Horn stopped thinking about going into her room and being left alone as they all cared about her and made them the center of conversation.

Treating Mono-Horn as her main character was her second recipe for making Mono-Hon not circulate around her and be buried in her delusions.

Of course, the first prescription was to prevent him from screaming at the boundary between life and death by brutally killing his enemies.

In the future, customized prescriptions for him will continue.

“Monohon! Monohon! I have a question too!”

Benison raises his hand.

He had his eyes shining brightly.

“How do you train dogs in your hometown? If you don’t train them to go hunting or tend livestock, what do they learn most of?”

“Oh, that’s it…”

Mono Horn ponders for a moment, then nods.

He turns to Ada.

“Sister Ada.”

“Yes, monohorn.”

“What kind of unseasoned meat is it?”

“Here, the roasted pheasant for this salad is completely unseasoned.”

“Can I take a little of this and give it to Valentine?”

“Sure. It’s fine.”

“Thank you!”

Monohorn sliced ​​the pheasant meat with a knife.

He shredded the pheasant with his hand, held it in one hand, and sat down on his knees.

Then he called Valentine.

“Valentine, come here!”

“King!”

Toto toto toto.
Charrrr.

Valentine smells the meat and runs to it, but slips on the wooden floor.

The party looks at the scene with an exciting expression or, with a heartwarming expression.

Monohorn lifts Valentine’s right paw.

“Now, Valentine, your right hand. This is your right hand.”

Valentine tilts her head.

Took.

Monohorn releases Valentine’s right paw back.

Sniff sniff.

Valentine smells the pheasant meat in Mono Horn’s left hand, and taps her with her front paw to serve it.

Still, Mono Horn did not spread the palm of his left hand.

“Now, Valentine. Right hand.”

Mono Horn spreads the palm of her right hand.

Valentine quickly puts his nose into Monohorn’s palm.

I’m sorry.

I lick his palms, but Monohorn’s palms are meatless.

“Kee-ki-ing…”

Valentine’s face is stained with disappointment.

“Now, again. Valentine, right hand.”

Monohorn grabs Valentine’s right forefoot again.

Valentine tilts his head.

Monohorn releases Valentine’s paw.

“Valentine, right hand.”

Again, Monohorn spreads the palm of his right hand.

While Valentine is thinking,

“King!”

Took.

Place your right front foot on the right palm of the Mono Horn.

“Right!”

Monohorn brings a piece of chopped pheasant to Valentine’s snout.

Valentine didn’t rush, but watched it quietly while drooling.

“Here, eat.”

Tup!
Chump chump chump.
Gulp!

Valentine swallows the pheasant meat without chewing it a few times.

Monohorn watches it, then strokes Valentine’s head as he swallows all the meat.

“Good job!”

People’s eyes turn wide.

They saw a dog training scene for the first time in their lives.

The surprise they felt was no different from that of a desert native who saw snow for the first time in his or her life.

“Now, again. Valentine, right hand!”

“King!”

Took.

Succeeds this time too.

Monohorn praises Valentine and gives him pheasant meat.

Mono Horn taught him to use his left hand as well.

Valentine must have been a very clever dog, and in less than 10 minutes he learned to distinguish between his right hand and his left hand.

“Okay, it’s over! Let’s do it again later?”

“King!”

Monohorn gets up from his seat and heads for his chair.

Looking at the back of Mono Horn, Valentine vigorously wags her tail.

Mate, mate mate mate.
Clap clap clap!

And applause broke out from the party.

“Wow, it’s amazing ~!”

“Me too, I want to try! Me too, me too!”

“Monohon, you’re amazing!”

Their dining table was very lively.

With Valentine happily running around, everyone was able to spend a good time.

– 2 –

Mono Horn woke her with a wink in her eyes.

It was not the bed where Monohon and Urmama slept.

It was unfamiliar as a place to sleep, but familiar as a place to eat with everyone.

It was a restaurant inside Estrus’s wooden mansion.

“Monohon~ Did you have a pleasant dream~?”

Whiririk, seureung.

Estrus pulled out a dagger from her bosom and smiled.

“It seems to have been very modest for the last game of life. But what can I do? Isn’t it because you are lowly, that more than this simple game is too much?”

Octopoda was holding a surgical tool, such as a saw, scalpel, and hammer, on each of its eight tentacles.

Of course, he had scissors and tongs in both hands.

“Aww, keut. I’ve been pulling all my hair out because I’ve been accepting your childishness until now. I’m dying of loneliness because I don’t have a honey, but I almost vomited from the bottom of my heart for pampering you like that. What? It’s disgusting, really.”

Square, square.
Squeak, squeak.

Margarita nibbled nonchalantly, trimming her fingernails with her file.

Her indifference hurt Monohorn more than any other criticism.

Puppak, pupak!
Chaaaaa!

“Haaaaa!”

“Wait a minute! On the subject of a less-than-fallen year, where is Angtal?”

“Ha, but! Kyaaaaagh! It hurts! It hurts!”

Demosh pierces Urmama’s anus roughly with her eight tentacles.

Perhaps because of the tentacles holding sharp metal, blood constantly gushed out of her hindquarters, which had been restrained while lying flat on her table.

Blood pools on the floor.

Urmama’s life flowed fleetingly from her loosened buttocks.

“Keuk! Kkeuk! Big eyes, you asshole, the bitch’s pussy is so tight that the cock can’t go in…”

Downstairs, Demosh was digging Urmama’s butthole, while Benison was digging Urmama’s cunt upstairs.

Demosh with her metal-embedded tentacles and Benison with his cock, digging their respective holes.

However, Urmama’s cunt didn’t open wide enough to accommodate Benison’s cock, which was much bigger than the Monohorn, so Benison was failing again and again.

“Tear something here with this knife. I’ll restore just enough so that I won’t die. Then it’ll come loose, right?”

“Ehehehe♡ As expected, there is only me with big eyes! I have big eyes! I like it a lot!”

“Ah, really♡ That stupid bitch is listening, but there’s nothing she can’t say♡”

“But, this isn’t a person! If you listen to the conversation between Nunna and Bennison, will you understand what I’m talking about?”

“Well, that’s right♬ Anyway, hurry up and rip her cunt. It’s really boring to watch.”

“Yes, big eyes!”

Snap, Snap!

Benison’s right arm disappears in an instant.

In that brief moment, Benison swung his usual longsword twice.

“Kiyaahhhhh!

Blood gushed out of Urmama’s cunt.

Judging by the amount of blood loss, it was by no means a small wound.

Whoa!

Ada chants a lesser healing spell into Urmama’s cunt hole that Benison has incised.

Her blood stops, but the muscle near Ur Mama’s cunt hole is severed, leaving her cunt loose.

Suwook!
Woo woo woo!
Took.

“Huh? I think I tore it too much, big eyes. It’s too loose, so my cock keeps falling out. Now it’s so loose that I think I can stick my head into it?”

“Oh… That’s rubbish that our cute Benison’s masturbation device can’t even do, really. What should I do? Shall I use the healing spell again?”

“Um… Now that it’s been extended like this, shall we put a bottle of wine here? It won’t be very useful, but I think it’s worth looking at as a decoration for a drinking party!”

“Wow! Our Benison is a genius! Let’s do it!”

Ada makes a fuss about her and claps her hands.

Benison scratches the back of her head in embarrassment.

Chew-wook!
Slither.

The glass bottle, whose mouth was sealed with a cork stopper, entered Urmama’s loose pussy without hesitation.

Suwook.
Tup!

“Keejak!”

The bottom of it hit Urmama’s cervix roughly.

Ur Mama couldn’t come to her senses because of her pain.

No, I didn’t even know it was because of too much bleeding.

“Benison, will you pour me a glass of retard pussy for my older sister?”

“Yes!”

Pong!
Every inch.

Benison uncorks and tilts the bottle.

Blood-red wine flows down.

Down, down.

“Let’s drink our Benison too!”

“Yes!”

Every inch.
Sigh.

Benison plugged the cork back.

Benison and Ada look into each other’s eyes and clink their glasses.

Ching!

“For our own life!”

“For!”

Klopp, Klopp.
Gulp, gulp.

Blood-red wine runs down their necks.

In Monohorn’s eyes, the way they drank was as if they were drinking Urmama’s blood.

“Ha! It’s so good!”

“The alcohol has become lukewarm, so I can feel a different flavor than usual!”

Seeing their cruel play, Monohorn cries.

“Brothers, sisters! Why the hell are you doing this… What the hell did Maman and I do wrong?!”

Monohorn trembled and screamed.

He was chained on the table, only able to turn his head left and right.

I was helpless.

It was hopeless.

“Why on earth! Why! Why are you doing this to us, fuckaaaaa!”

Monohorn vomited blood and shouted.

He tore his vocal chords from shouting with all his might.

“Huh~? Are you asking because you don’t know why?”

“Why! What’s wrong with Mamang?! What did I do wrong! I, I! To prove my usefulness to you as much as possible, to prove my worth, I tried so hard! I was so desperate! Why! Why, why!”

The sound of metal mixed with the monohorn’s scream.

He shouted with his blood clots as he could, as if his throat was going to burst at any moment.

“Yeah~ Well~ Let’s say it was like that~ But~ You were useless at all~ That Jeongbak, the same goes for the year~”

Estrus’ cold eyes glowed and he gripped the dagger tightly.

Her gaze was fixed precisely on Monohorn’s heart.

“What, what…?”

“You’ve been coddling and ignoring a subject that’s useless, and you’ve made things complicated. Thanks to needlessly stimulating the press, you overstimulate Regal and put us in danger, without Viscount Uweboll’s knowledge. You should have saved it, but you killed all of Regal’s men, putting us all in danger as a result.”

Margarita gets all her fingernails trimmed, then blows off her fingernail powder with her breath.

At the same time, she indifferently but harshly criticizes Monohorn’s past activities.

“By the way, what kind of ability do we have to wage a war with Regal? We can just hide and live as if we were dead. What kind of a grandiose war is a war to freeze to death? Look out there.”

Mono Horn struggled to turn his head and look out his window.

Whoaaaaa!
Kill!
Burn them all!

Outside the window, a large army was encamped from far away, advancing step by step toward them.

Goosebumps sprout all over Monohorn’s body.

“It’s because of you. You made us all die. Honey, you couldn’t come back, but you made us all die!”

Madness forms in Margarita’s eyes.

Her string, which she held in her hand,

Whoops!
Kaga gak gak!

“Quaaaaagh!”

I stuck it into the back of Monohorn’s hand.

“Ouch… Ada-sama, please use the healing spell here. I was hurt by that useless bastard…”

“That’s…”

Woo woo woo woo!

Ada chants her healing spells.

Light bursts out.

Mono Horn stung her eyes and made her teary-eyed.

It must be because of the light.

The holy light she emits is so bright that it only stings her eyes and tears her eyes.

“Are you okay now?”

“Yes, Thanks.”

Side.

Ada and Margarita hug each other around the waist and kiss lightly.

They go away

Margarita comes over Monohorn’s head, looks down at him, and pronounces a cold sentence.

“Hey, you jerk.”

“…”

“We’re going to leave you and the anchor bitch here and run away.”

“…”

“Still, they won’t throw it away and use it as pig food. We’ve had a lot of affection together, so we’ll kill it before we go.”

“…”

“Octopoda oppa will dissect you finely. It’s a dead body from another world, but I thought there would be something to salvage if I dissected it.”

“…”

“Mamang has a lot of flesh, so I’ll slaughter it in moderation and Ada-sama will barbecue it whole. It won’t be enough for that large army to eat and enjoy, but won’t you just pass by Ada-sister’s great barbeque? In the meantime, we’ll run far away. Will hit.”

“…”

Monohorn’s eyes died long ago.

He had a very hard time accepting reality.

“Now, there is no next time. This is your destination. This is your insignificant and insignificant ending. You did a lot of damage to us, but you kindly told us what would happen after you died, so there’s nothing to be ashamed of anymore, right? “

“…”

“So stop fucking. You useless nuisance.”

She finished reading her spell.

Monohorn was sentenced to death.

She turns to Octopoda.

She nods her head towards Octopoda, and Octopoda raises tentacles.

The execution of her sentence was taken over by Octopoda.

Shureuk, shrrrr.
Shu Shu Shu Shuk.

“Goodbye. Oh, it’s my first time, so I’m not confident I’ll send it all at once. Please, please understand that. Poohup!”

Octopoda’s tentacles approach.

First, the sharp saw touches Monohorn’s forehead.

Ska caca caca cac!

At the end of Monohorn’s second life, all that was left was pain.

“Quaaaaa!”