IDMWE 01
by MartinChapter 01
“Fucking hell, not again! We were right at the boss room!”
It wasn’t like the Constellations causing trouble was anything new, but to pull this kind of prank at such a crucial moment!
With the dungeon conquest just one step away, Leona, who had been summoned to a mysterious sealed room, grumbled in frustration.
“What is it this time?!”
As Leona roared with a voice full of grievance, the man caught up in this commotion with her, Regan Clanford, answered in a dry voice.
“Is that really important? It’s not like this is the first or second time. Instead of whining like that, you’d be better off finding a way out quickly.”
It was annoying, but he was right. Even as they were trapped here, the dungeon was racing towards a rampage.
If they didn’t clear it in time, monsters would pour out.
Leona had no choice but to follow Regan’s advice.
“Tch, what a pain.”
Leona muttered softly while looking at Regan, then surveyed the unknown space they were in.
The room they were suddenly transported to during the dungeon exploration was quite large. The place where the two of them stood was a seemingly ordinary ‘room,’ except for the fact that there was no visible exit. It was fairly spacious and cleanly kept.
In the center was a large bed, and on it lay luxurious bedding that looked incredibly soft just by glancing at it.
*’It looks just like a noble’s bedroom.’*
Such a luxurious space in a dungeon teeming with horrific monsters. It was suspicious beyond belief.
Leona thought that, as Regan said, she needed to find a way out quickly.
“Hey, Regan.”
“Wait… look over there.”
At that moment, Regan cut Leona off and pointed his finger behind her.
Leona turned to follow his hand and saw a strange sign hanging on the white wall.
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**[The room you cannot leave without reproducing]**
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“What does that mean?”
After reading the words on the sign, Leona’s pupils shook as if hit by an earthquake.
“Th-That… surely ‘reproducing’ doesn’t mean *that* kind of reproducing, right…? You mean like editing documents, right?”
No sooner had the flustered Leona finished speaking than message windows popped up like crazy in the corner of her vision.
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**[FallenPowerWarrior]: Of course it means *that* kind of reproduction~! Ke ke ke!**
**[YaoiOverYuri]: This is truly the ultimate move of the dark side.**
**[OnlyPureLove]: Everyone, you’re mistaken! This kind of physical union isn’t true love!**
**[TentacleLover]: It’s always physical first, then feelings, right?**
**[HighPerformanceJuicer]: Pure Love-nim, do you know how many months these idiots have been bumbling around? At this point, we need to force-feed them the resolution!**
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“Fucking hell.”
Leona clutched her head as if she had a headache after reading the messages.
“Are all the Constellations perverts?”
As Regan spoke in an icy voice, the message windows blazed even brighter.
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**[SceneDebtMaster]: How did you know? haha**
**[TrashBinChief]: Kya kya~ the trash can is so cozy~~.**
**[OnlyPureLove]: Really, my face is burning on your behalf! You all should be ashamed of yourselves for voting in this event!**
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At least it seemed like there was one sane Constellation among them. But that one alone wouldn’t be enough to calm this situation.
Leona sighed once and called out someone’s name.
“Angel-nim, you’re watching, aren’t you? Don’t hide, come out quickly.”
At her words, the space in the corner of the room rippled, and a small figure popped out.
“Oh, hello?”
The little being, resembling a fairy, had a cute appearance, but its terrified face evoked pity rather than charm.
“Do we look like we’re in a ‘hello’ situation right now?”
Leona replied brusquely. Even Regan, who would usually stay quiet, couldn’t hold back this time and added his comment.
“I know you’ve lost your power, but I never expected someone who was once a god… to fall this low.”
As Regan glared with contemptuous eyes, the angel’s face filled with injustice.
“I-I tried to stop them until the very end!”
*I really didn’t know they’d go this wild…* The angel mumbled, glancing nervously at the two.
Meanwhile, the chatroom was in chaos.
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**[YaoiOverYuri]: Reproduce!**
**[FallenPowerWarrior]: Have sex!**
**[TrashBinChief]: F××k them! (*Blocked due to rating issues.)**
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Leona alternated her gaze between the trembling angel and the raging chatroom. Then, as if making a decision, she opened her mouth.
“Phew. I guess there’s no choice.”
If she wasted time here and the dungeon actually went rampant, it would be a disaster.
“Hey, Regan! Let’s do it!”
Leona shouted, clenching both fists.
Her expression was as resolute as if she were heading into battle.
“Hoo… You really are…”
Regan looked at Leona with an expression that said she was beyond help.
Seeing the contempt on his face, Leona’s face turned bright red.
“W-Well then, what! Do you have any other solution?!”
At Leona’s flustered retort, Regan shook his head slowly.
Then, he suddenly began unbuttoning the top buttons of his training uniform. As his defined collarbone came into view, a flustered Leona quickly turned her back.
“Wh-What are you doing?!”
“Why? You said let’s do it.”
“If you’re going to do that, a-at least say something before you undress! G-Give a person time to mentally prepare…!”
Regan looked at Leona, who was stammering with her face red all the way to the back of her neck, and let out a soft chuckle.
“A-Ah, no. On second thought, maybe there’s another way! A-Ah, I think it’s a bit too early to give up yet-.”
But no matter how much Leona shouted, no answer came from Regan.
All she could hear was the loud sound of Regan taking off his clothes.
She had boldly shouted for them to do it, but now that the atmosphere seemed like it was actually going to happen, Leona felt a surge of tension.
A room with just the two of them. A large bed. A man taking off his clothes…
Tension rushed in instantly, and Leona’s heart began to pound.
*’F-Fuck!’*
Normally, she would have simply thought, ‘I’ll just knock him out!’ but for some reason today, her face felt hot and she couldn’t think straight.
*Thump-.*
Soon, she heard something fall onto the bed.
*Gulp-.*
Leona thought the sound of her swallowing was way too loud.
And at that moment…
*Rustle, rustle-.*
A strange sound came from behind her.
“…Ah?”
Leona’s confusion was brief.
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**[Conditions have been met.]**
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“It’s done.”
Simultaneously with Regan’s words, a door appeared on the previously blank wall.
*’…It’s resolved?’*
Surprised, Leona turned her head to look at Regan.
Between the disheveled training uniform, she could see a silver necklace chain.
And in his hand, a flower and…
“…A brush?”
Wait, why would a flower and a brush appear here all of a sudden?
Beyond absurdity, Leona’s eyes wavered in confusion at the incomprehensible scene.
Seeing Leona like that, Regan let out a sneer and said,
“It’s called artificial pollination, you idiot.”
He waved the brush covered in pollen and the plant he had just artificially pollinated in front of Leona’s eyes.
Then, he put the items back into his subspace. The shimmering silver subspace ring was strung back on the chain, hanging around Regan’s neck.
“When pollen from the stamen is transferred to the pistil, fertilization occurs…”
The room they were in was quiet, and because of that, Regan’s annoyingly pleasant voice sounded even louder.
“…That’s what’s called a ‘reproductive act.'”
“R-Re… reproductive…”
Leona stammered as if she had malfunctioned.
“Oh, were you expecting something else?”
Regan, who had already tidied his training uniform, teased the still-dazed Leona mischievously.
“W-Who was expecting anything?!”
“Pervert.”
Regan drove the nail in and walked out through the open door.
Behind his back, Leona’s angry shout echoed.
“Hey! Who are you calling a pervert, huh?! Me? I was going to make a noble sacrifice for them, you know!”
“Shut up and just come on. We have a boss to kill.”
“Aaargh! You’re so damn annoying! Regan Clanford!”
As Leona shouted with all her heart, a string of regret-filled messages floated up in her vision.
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**[FallenPowerWarrior]: Wow, they dodged that one.**
**[SceneDebtMaster]: I will definitely see those two get together someday!**
—
Leona looked at the Constellations who were getting belligerent and the angel who was playing along with them, and pressed her hand to her forehead.
“Ah, give me back my peaceful life!”
Leona recalled that day when her previously smooth-sailing life started to become this troublesome.
The very day she began to be so inextricably entangled with her greatest rival in life, Regan Clanford.
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