Chapter 93: What Happened?

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"Ugh..."

Aster stirred awake with an intense headache assaulting his senses.

When he opened his blurry eyes, the fifth thing that entered his sight was... two soft peaks, enveloping his face in their supreme elasticity and suppleness.

"Mmm mmm? (Wait, what?)"

Surprised by the sudden greeting and wanting to figure out what was going on, he tried to move but realized that he was currently in a joint lock. Whoever it was that was above him was quite skilled at it too!

"MMM! (MOVE!)"

"Hnnng~!"

When he tried to extract himself forcefully, he ended up brushing his head against the valley. As he did, a familiar, sweet voice echoed in his ears. It was Cassy!

"Hmm? Ah, Star... Did you wake up?" She woke up from the stimuli, loosening her hold.

She hovered over Aster, making him finally see her face in its entirety. "Good morning, Mr. I'm The Best. Hehe~!"

"... What's with that nickname?"

Aster asked, trying to fix his gaze onto her face and not toward the ripe fruits hanging slightly below his vision. She was wearing nothing but a single piece of shirt, like always!

"What? Did you forget what you were doing last night...?"

"..."

With the addition of "last night" to her words, for some reason, he started to sweat bullets. He couldn't recall a single fucking thing! His memory was as if it were wiped clean, and with the last moment he could recall, adding Liz to the party!

"Wait, let me think," Aster asked while pushing her out of the way and sitting up. "Mmh?"

To begin, he started looking around, identifying where they were. It was a familiar room, a familiar bed—without a doubt, they were in his hotel room! While glancing left and right, he also discovered three more figures with them.

To his left was Cassy, who was sitting down in quite a precarious pose, with the lower hem of the shirt she was wearing rolling up due to her pose with her thighs slightly spread. To his right was a sleeping dragon. She wasn't wearing her armor, only the base red dress. However, that didn't do much to help, as she was just as exposed as Cassy was.

"It is confirmed. The mayor of Orinfeld City is hiding something from all of us, and that is the existence of a human with extremely high-purity human DNA!"

A voice came from one of the screens, the one with an old, fat man with receding white hair displayed on it.

"A high-purity human? Does that sort of thing even exist?"

Another voice echoed, coming from the screen, showing an extremely seductive beauty with long black hair and a white furball curled upon her lap. "Are you not making things up again, Caballe? You do have a personal grudge against that Noire, right?"

"That's true."

Another one interjected, the voice coming from a screen showing a tall, handsome man standing as if he were a noble in a painting.

"My place still hasn't completely recovered after you dragged us into your last failed plot, you know? You haven't even finished paying off that debt yet, either."

"Hah! My information source is accurate this time!" The old man exclaimed in a giddy tone. "I heard it directly from one of the heads of the Anti-Human Movement, so there's no doubt about it! That Magnus is hiding the presence of a precious human from us!"

"You..." The woman groaned, as if exasperated. "You do understand that saying that is the same as admitting you're working with a terrorist group, you know?"

"Leave him be, Aria. He's no longer sane, anyway." The other man exclaimed with a sigh.

"True, he's been an insane old man since, like, forever."

"ANYWAY!" The old man raised his voice as if to forcefully bring the topic back on track. "At this rate, that bastard Magnus would pull ahead of us again! I propose we all work together and take him down a notch... and take custody of that high-purity human!"

"What nonsense; I'm out."

"Same. I'm in no position to initiate a war right now. Well, I wish you luck."

The woman, Aria, and the nobleman left, their screens turning black in a flash. As if to follow their lead, the others also started to wordlessly leave. One after another, the screens started to black out, causing the old man to grind his teeth in anger.

"Tell me more about your plan."

"...!"

When all but one screen was left, another voice echoed.