"Systema, Systema! What the hell is this supposed to mean?"
Seele cried out, bewildered. "I've never even touched gambling or drugs in my life!"
"And now you're punishing me just because I'm a little bit decent?!"
Lunelle's expression twisted in discomfort as she listened to the simulator explain that she couldn't actively become a harem king. The restriction stung more than she expected.
The last time she ran a simulation, it was because she'd felt there was no chance for survival in the real world. So she'd forcibly repressed most of her desires in that world—an extremely rare case for her.
Now that the pressure on her back had finally been lifted—at least for now—was she really not even allowed to enjoy a little physical affection with her "virtual" wife?
But her indignation was met only with cold, mechanical words: "Final right of interpretation belongs to the simulator."
And also...
[If the host insists on actively pursuing sexual interactions with plot characters, there is a probability that the activation of the guaranteed talent may be affected.]
"Fine! If you're going to be that controlling, I won't make the first move anymore, hmph! (〃＞皿＜)"
Systema's message was practically a direct threat. Lunelle had originally planned to feign obedience and then just do what she wanted inside the simulation—but now she had no choice but to reconsider.
Sure, it said "probability" on the surface. But let's be honest—wasn't this just a veiled way of saying, if you take initiative and the simulation fails, you'll have to endure that terrifyingly realistic punishment again?
Of course, she still couldn't forget what happened last time. That punishment had turned her into a flat-chested girl.
Not that she minded it all that much. Actually, Lunelle had always kind of wanted that. If she'd known in advance, she probably would've gone completely wild instead. The kind of wild that even the gods couldn't rein in!
"What if a plot character wants to do that to me, huh? What then?"
The plan to have wild, passionate nights with her big-breasted wife in the simulation was clearly off the table.
But as she scanned the simulator's prompts more carefully, she noticed something. The restriction was worded as a one-sided policy—she wasn't allowed to take initiative.
Lunelle's mind began to turn. Was this a loophole?
On paper, it sounded plausible. But the clause about "final interpretation" belonging to the simulator made her hesitate. This thing had messed with her more than once already.
Just to be sure, she decided to confirm it out loud.
[The simulator simply discourages the host from actively initiating with plot characters. If a plot character initiates contact with the host, the [Guaranteed] talent activation will not be affected.]
Lunelle frowned. "So you're saying they can come onto me, but I can't make a move first, right?"
This blatant double standard made her fall silent for a moment.
This was like turning her into a girl, and then forcing her into the submissive role—so unfair!
Damn it!
She used to be a tall, strong man!
Now she's just a soft, cute girl—so why couldn't she be on top?
So cold!!!
When will the day come that a soft, cute girl can finally take the lead!?
Still, Lunelle had to admit that the simulator wasn't completely heartless. At least it left her some room to get close to her wives—within its own strict rules.
She just had to be the one being chased. The passive one.
It wasn't ideal, but some action was still better than none at all.
She told herself that. Tried to convince herself it wasn't so bad.
And maybe—just maybe—it worked.
But what Lunelle didn't know was that while she was unconscious from blood loss following the last simulation...
Far away, in the depths of the quantum sea, Dark Seele suddenly received a strange vision.
"Hmm? What's this? It just popped into my head out of nowhere?"
Dark Seele, still trapped within a sealed world bubble, sensed a strange orb of memory light materialize in her mind. It felt foreign but harmless.
She had a stunning figure, but carried a soft, quiet demeanor. She wasn't the type to investigate every little anomaly.
She wasn't the curious type.
Instead of wasting time on things of uncertain origin...
She would rather spend her thoughts dreaming of the day she could see her beloved Seele again—and how close they'd become.
So no. Today, I, Dark Seele, refuse!
I'll jump off this cliff before I waste time looking into something weird!
I absolutely will not watch this memory light ball!
But then... a sweet, milky scent floated out from that memory orb.
Dark Seele: "∑(′△｀)?!"
She had planned to ignore it, had even found it annoying. But now, her eyes lit up.
"Wait… That scent… That's—! That's Seele's milky scent!!! (ˉ﹃ˉ)"
Dark Seele, who just moments ago had been so determined, suddenly threw caution to the wind. That familiar scent—the scent she knew better than anyone—was all it took.
Mmm, it really smelled so good!!!
As soon as she caught a whiff of it, her cheeks flushed red.
"Ugh! It's just a little Seele, being all soft and sweet and confessing to me. Why am I acting like this?! It's just a confession!"
She crossed her arms in defiance.
"This is slander! I'm not flustered!"
Snort!
Humph! o(////｀Д′////)q!!!
Covering her glowing face, she stubbornly refused to admit her bashful excitement.
"But… that big idiot really came to save me? And confessed, too?"
The image of Seele's shy, trembling confession burned in her mind, filling her with an overwhelming urge to hold her tight.
"To think… I might finally get to touch Seele… Really touch her…"
"Damn it! How long am I going to be stuck here waiting?!"
Even though she'd been trying everything—sending signal after signal, sparking connection after connection—none of it worked. The bond between her and Seele had been completely severed.
And now she had to accept it. There was no way to reach Seele from here. Not for now.
But that didn't mean she was giving up.
"When I escape this damn place… I'll find you again, Seele. No matter where you are. No matter who's with you."
"You're mine. You've always been mine."
"No more running. No more hiding."
"When I get you back, I'll lock you away so no one else can even look at you."
"My Seele... You belong to me, and I'm never letting you go again."
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T/N: Damn Dark seele horny asf. Also, the mc is also horny asf. I think everyone in this novel is horny asf.