Upon reconnecting, the quest had already started. However, there was no sign of Kessler. Why was he dawdling like this? First, I wrapped Kessler’s body, who was asleep in the honeymoon suite.
“Ha…… He’s heavy.”
His nine tails wrapped around me, making him feel even heavier, so I untangled them one by one. It felt unnecessarily lighter.
[System]: You have moved a heavy object. Stamina +1
Ha… What’s with this feeling?
By the way, where did he pick this up again? I remember giving it to the ‘real master’… Did he get it back when the ‘real master’ was freed?
Time remaining until quest start: 16:33
Kessler, who had been hanging heavily on my back, squirmed.
“Hey, let’s go quickly.”
I urged him, patting his buttocks.
It would take 10 minutes just to descend the tower. And the group… I’m not sure if they’re gathered in the square or the chapel, so even if I hurry now, it might not be enough time to join them.
“Baby fox.”
Finally, he stood on his own feet and took my hand. The moment our hands touched, his tail wagged happily.
At that moment, a good idea came to mind.
I pulled his tail from his buttocks and planted it on mine.
“We’re going to ride the tail and go down quickly.”
Now it’s used like a common couple item, but I suddenly remembered the day when Kessler first planted his tail in the corridor. I was terrified when he inserted his tail into my buttocks with a fierce expression.
“At first, you know. When I shamelessly lied and pretended not to be a fox. What were you thinking when you gave me your tail?”
“Lying openly is funny. I gave an extra tail to the hateful guy.”
“Do you hate me?”
“No, I gave you nine because you’re pretty.”
“You talk well. Hurry up and hold on.”
With one tail, I tightly bound Kessler’s and my body together. I was in front, and Kessler was behind. But… I could feel his cock vividly against my back.
“No… Did it stand up already?”
“I logged in with it standing.”
Feeling his cock poking and rubbing between my buttocks, I threw open the window. After confirming that he was hugging me tightly, I spread my tail wide and grabbed it.
“We’re going!!”
“Baby fox, congratulations on your marriage, I love you!”
Even though it wasn’t time for bungee jumping or confession, Kessler confessed his feelings as a habit.
Thud, swish~ Thud, swish~
The tail parachute, which can be used by up to 2 people, felt burdened because Kessler had a body size of about 1.6 people. The center of gravity was heavily tilted downward, and the falling speed was faster than when I was alone.
“Hold on tight!”
“I’m holding on tight.”
At the words to hold on tight, Kessler thrust his cock forward even more.
“No, don’t put it in tightly, just hold on tight.”
[System]: Your pants are torn. Please repair them quickly!
It happened. His cock pushed through the hole in my torn pants. Kessler faithfully thrust in and out as if to fill the torn place.
“Ugh!!”
“How can you drive so well?”
“You crazy bastard! We’ll die if we fall!”
“If we fall and die here, will it be death by suffocation or death by falling?”
“Don’t ask such questions now!”
Kessler was good at fucking on another level. This was the first time I had sex in the air in my life, and… I hope it’s the last.
Meanwhile, thanks to Kessler’s sudden thrusting, my already good driving skills became even more sophisticated and delicate. I wanted to avoid the terrible ending of being discovered by users naked and dead from the fall at all costs.
“I really… Huh! I don’t have a license, but I think I’d be good at driving.”
“Thump, thump, thump.”
“Don’t make such sounds with your mouth! Ah!!”
Finally, we landed safely on the ground, and my buttocks came out slightly. However, as soon as Kessler stepped on the ground and put weight on it, he thrust hard, and my whole body trembled as if electricity was running through it.
“Ugh……”
“Baby fox, are you okay?”
This time, he’d gone in too hard.
This time, he slammed in too roughly. Kessler seemed aware of it himself because, unlike usual, he immediately pulled his cock out and checked my condition.
[System]: You have engaged in intense coupling. Your charm slightly increases. Charm +5
“Are you okay?”
“This isn’t the time for that. …Put your pants on first.”
I yanked Kessler upright, who had been blowing gentle air through the hole in my pants onto my spread ass to soothe the pain, and ran.
Time remaining: 4 minutes.
Fortunately, we took a shortcut instead of the stairs, arriving at the chapel just in time. Luckily, our companions were waiting for us there.
“They’re here, they’re here!”
Jung Da-hoon, who must have sent a flood of worried Kakao messages asking when they’d arrive, snapped out of silent mode with a shudder.
“Pro! Juwon! Why were you so late?!”
“You were gone for so long, I thought you found a safe zone or left us behind!!”
Even Kebab, who rarely spoke, nodded in visible relief.
“We’re sorry. Kessler got off work late.”
“But Pro, your face is so red. Are you feverish?”
“Ah, we rushed over in such a hurry…”
I could feel my face burning. My skin was thin, making me easily blush, which only made me more embarrassed.
“Woo-rim, you look strangely sultry right now.”
“As expected, Kebab, you have a keen eye. My charm stat went up by chance. Anyway, did everything go well with your tasks?”
Jung Da-hoon, who had started the game with 1.2 times higher dexterity stats than others, had gone off to try and acquire a relevant class.
“Not yet. It’s going to take more time.”
“Same here.”
“Hehe, me too.”
Well, Rome wasn’t built in a day.
“To summarize, all five of us are just stat-rich commoners.”
“……No, Woo-rim, don’t call us just commoners.”
“What else? Parasite citizens?”
I reopened the quest window.
[First Survival Quest: The Cry of a Godless World is about to begin.
– When night falls, ghosts grow hungry. Without a focal point of faith, you may become their prey.]
The focal point of faith—namely, the priest—had not yet manifested, but most players had an idea of what would happen in this quest.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Several users took the lead in slamming wooden planks against the doors to reinforce them. The ghosts’ spiritual pressure was intense, and they’d eventually burst in like a broken dam, but this might hold them off temporarily.
“Isn’t there something like… a potion to disguise ourselves as ghosts?”
The conversation from a neighboring group of users drifted over. Of course, there was. But that potion could only be found in the Shadow Black Market.
As winners, Kessler and I had been assigned item storage with enough space to store items, but Kessler had used all his space for fox merchandise. Plus, he had asked me to give up most of my space for his own belongings, and I had handed it over without hesitation.
Because……at that moment, escaping the game together with Kessler had been my most important goal.
“If I’d known, I would’ve stocked up on those potions.”
A bit regrettable now, but what could I do?
“We’ll just have to blend in well.”
[System]: Night falls.
The notification rang, and complete darkness soon descended. We positioned ourselves suitably among the users, observing the situation while wrapped in thick cloaks.
“We should stay farther back. If those wooden planks come flying, we’ll take damage.”
Knowing the quest in advance, the players had formed a strategy: when the ghosts surged toward the chapel, users hiding nearby would flank and ambush them from behind to reduce their numbers. A few brave warrior-type users volunteered for that role.
“This is the Battle of Kannae!!”
Of course, they weren’t doing it out of altruism—they were targeting the Ghost Sorcerer class, which could be unlocked by slaying a certain number of ghosts during this phase.
“Aaaah! Help me!”
“Uwaaah!!”
But even just listening, it was clear the screams from outside weren’t coming from the ghosts.
So much for surrounding them.
Judging by the noise, their grand plan to corral and beat the ghosts had collapsed. Some users, running for their lives, were caught—either devoured, their flesh noisily crunched—or fell to their deaths.
– Heeheeheeheeheehee
– Heeheehee…kukukukukuKUK
“Ugh, that laugh is so creepy.”
“It sounds like they’re burping.”
Bori Noona recoiled and slapped her own ears in disgust, prompting Kessler, the game developer, to kindly explain.
“It means they get full by eating humans.”
Everyone shuddered at his added comment.
“There are five hundred ghosts. They’re not particularly greedy, so one soul each is enough to satisfy them. Some probably died getting attacked along the way, too.”
Kessler looked around the area.
“As long as fewer than half of us get eaten, it should be fine.”
“Ha, that’s insane.”
A few shards of wood splintered off and flew toward the players. One fox user took a direct hit—and died.
“Ha… don’t tell me I died-nyang?”
“Uh… yeah, you’re dead.”
The fox’s spirit hovered above their limp corpse on the ground, groaning. When a “Tender Chunk of Meat” dropped from the body, the soul—clearly pissed—spun around and charged straight at the ghosts.
“Seriously annoying-nyang. My class is Terrorist-nyang.”
“Wait, hold on—!”
But it was too late.
The half-shattered door exploded, and the ghosts standing in front of it were blown to pieces along with the fox’s soul. Dozens of ghosts perished, but the gate was now wide open.
The brutal feast of souls had begun.
