Chapter Twenty-Eight: Hopelessness in Stickiness

"This TM is...... JY? ”

I sat down weakly on the ground.

After a while, Nozomi came over with a thick stack of towels, handed it in, and quickly ran away.

"Hehe......"

I do feel Nozomi's concern for me, but my heart is now wooden, dead, and hanging.

I didn't do anything else to her, just spread out on the stone bricks like a doll, staring at the food in front of me.

MMP. MMP……

I don't have any choice, I have to eat if I want to live......

But why, ahhhh

I knew in my heart the importance of living, but at the same time I hated the 'food' in front of me.

I think I'm broken, I don't know how to understand what is in front of me with the worldview and the way of life in the 21st world.

"Hehehe, for the perennial protection law...... I guess I've been raped...... This group of people should be considered to be running the H industry......"

"But there is an egg...... Hehehe. ”

I froze, hesitated to pick up the cup and drank it all in one gulp......

"After all, it's just fishy, not bitter, not sour. Compare...... The insect soup is much better. Hey, hey, hey."

I lost my mind and read it like a stick, like I broke a string.

My eyes were completely dead, so I wiped my body with the towel Nozomi gave me and changed into a pink lace women's dress.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's still not fat. Hey, hey."

I wiped my bed with a towel and lay down.

"Hey......

I lay there, giggling non-stop.

The clock was fast approaching evening, and the endless despair made me almost lose track of time.

Of course I had another meal at noon, huh...... It could be the afternoon, that's right~ it's still that small glass of filth.

There is a sealed stained glass on top of the water room, and the brilliance outside can no longer be seen at this time.

The crystal lamps in the room also lit up one after another.

"Ah...... Suddenly it's night......"

I lazily looked at the splendor outside.

Tiffany walked over, today in a black gown with a long pipe in her mouth.

"Sure enough, you kid loves cleanliness, roar."

She smiled lewdly, and with a wave of her hand, the iron fence in front of the water room was gone.

"Cheer up, you still have to accompany Lord Langfeng today."

She laughed at the voice, and it made me powerless. I don't want to mess with him again and get gassed.

"Ahh......hhhh

I dragged my tired body after a day of rest, and got out of this hard bed.

Out of the water room, I followed Tiffany to a door.

It was a door embedded in the wall, and it seemed to be a magical 'arbitrary door'.

Anyway, when I came here before, there was only one door frame, but now there is a wooden door, gilded and carved...... Estimate where it connects in this castle.

Tiffany: "Go in."

I walked in and found the perverted gay guy who had already finished bathing and was wearing pajamas and bathrobes: Lang Feng, who was lying on the bed looking at me with a lewd face.

The room is still the same as yesterday, and so are the people......

"Hey...... Can't I kill him? ”

"Apparently not."

"I want to run away......"

"Obviously, you can't do this, either you are caught, or you are eaten by a demonic beast in the mountains."

"And I don't even know where to get out of this big castle, and I don't even know the main entrance......"

I looked at the demon on the bed with extreme disgust, but this perverted expression was even more excited......

So I slept with him for the second time......

MMP! MMP!

……

The next morning, the same plot, the same nausea, the same vomiting, the same bath, the same ...... Breakfast at TM......

I don't know what to say anymore.

"Who am I? Where am I? Why? ”

I'm an adult male, and being toyed with like this is worse than killing me!

However, there is no way, my current body is so weak.

There is no magic, no physical strength, so it will be played by demons.

I really want to cry without tears.

I sat haggard on the edge of the bed and changed into the new outfit for today: a very gorgeous gothic black gown.

"Hey—"

I sighed, staring at the black silk on my legs and the grapes-purple heeled leather boots on my feet.

Actually, I could have killed my head, but I couldn't.

Merck's continuous killing of me has given me a psychological shadow over death.

I'm afraid of death, but I'm more afraid of me hitting my head and being resurrected by Merck.

"This is really a ...... that you can't die for"

The inner entanglement, the weakness of the body, and the 'strenuous exercise' for two consecutive days made me feel painful all over my body, and finally made me feel exhausted.

I've never been so tired from studying for the college entrance examination!

I've been here for more than ten days, why do I suffer this sin......

"It's been 16 days to be exact." Someone's personality is stubble.

Originally, the self-test that should be done before waking up has now become a self-test after waking up......

Originally, I thought I could face death calmly, but now I am very afraid of death......

Originally, I was mentally prepared to be 'on the subject', but now I am scared......

I feel like I'm not me anymore.

"Ah...... I'm so sleepy......"

I was powerless, and I didn't know how I could survive in this environment.

"I've always considered myself the main character...... So I persevered. ”

"I've always thought of it as the main character! That's why I've been doing it until now! ”

I repeated shouting in my heart because I knew that even if I output, I would not have any good feedback, and I would even be scolded and abused.

"It's not the life I want at all, even if it'...... It's okay to be a little better......"

"Ahh......h

[On the 16th day of life in another world, Ninety-Nine gave up thinking. 】

He leaned lightly against the wall and fell asleep. A drop of 'his last tear' crossed the corner of his eye.

He closed his heart, completely no longer thinking about what he should do next, let alone how to escape from this demonic castle.

He complied with Tiffany's request and went to pick up the guests. Live a standard RBQ life every day, receiving all kinds of demons. And not one a day.

By the 21st day of his life in another world, he had even stopped resenting the fluid left by the demon in his body, and only took a shower every day.

His eyes were terrible, completely dead, like a dry well in the night, without any brilliance.

On the 25th day, he will even make a coquettish demeanor and sexy poses while serving the demons.

And from this day on, he will happily greet every different demon every day, and happily accept every day, every revealing and beautiful shirt.

His happiness is true or false, and it is impossible to define whether it is true or false.

But the smile was real.

Completely depraved.