Chapter 382

Chapter 382. Marian is happy.

However, Marian herself was unfortunately completely unaware that she might have taken the wrong medicine from Gryanarr.

The innocent (?) Marian, knowing nothing, was trying to calm her pounding heart as she quickly approached Icarus’s door and knocked, just as planned.

At the same time, I had no idea, not even in my dreams, that the superhumans were hatching such a plan…

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Title: Superhumans’ Mental Care Seems Pretty Important.txt

Author: ㅇㅇ

Content: [Image explaining debuffs like ‘Depression’ and ‘PTSD’ in superhumans.]

Unlike in games, these kids are practically living, sentient beings, right?

So, if you treat them too harshly or poorly, their mental health takes a nosedive.

Of course, there are stress-relief totems or systems for superhumans, but…

If you make a superhuman handle too much stress relief, there’s a high chance they’ll end up stressed out themselves, lol.

It’s like a psychiatrist going crazy from counseling too many mentally ill patients.

That’s why, whenever a superhuman starts showing signs of mental illness, I just pass the buck to someone else, haha.

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Comments:

– [Stop passing the buck and just take care of them, lololololol.]

– [“Kill… me…”]

– [If this guy showed up as a superhuman in the base, he’d probably just commit suicide ASAP, smh.]

– [LMAOOOOO this dude’s insane lolololol.]

– [How normal people handle stress: relieve it.]

– [How crazy people handle stress: pass it around like a hot potato.]

– [You absolute madman.]

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“There are all kinds of ways to deal with things in this world.”

Half of me was thinking there might be something useful in the gallery.

The other half was just bored, scrolling through the gallery endlessly, feeling like I was about to go insane myself.

At this rate, instead of counseling Marian, I might end up being the one spilling my guts to her.

So, I decided to close the gallery window and take a sip of the Earl Grey tea I had prepared earlier to soothe my throat.

But just then, I heard a knock on the door and Marian’s voice.

– “Oppa, I’m here.”

“Oh, yeah. The door’s open, come on in.”

– “Okay…”

As soon as I told her to come in, Marian appeared.

Unlike usual, she wasn’t wearing her pirate coat slung over her shoulders but had it neatly buttoned up, looking quite proper.

Seeing Marian in such a ‘proper’ state, I could tell something was definitely off.

And that thought was confirmed moments later.

– “Um… Oppa.”

“Yeah?”

“I… I made up my mind today!”

“…About what?”

“Please, look at my true feelings!”

With that, she suddenly unbuttoned her neatly fastened pirate coat.

And in that moment.

The ‘reverse bunny’ outfit I had seen before.

Her large, bouncy breasts, compressed under the coat, sprang out with a lively bounce.

From her collarbone down to her groin, Marian’s smooth, flawless ‘naked’ body was revealed.

Yes.

‘Wait, where are the stickers…?’

The areas that should have been covered by stickers in the ‘reverse bunny’ outfit were completely bare.

Her large, beautiful areolas, which were supposedly impossible to cover with stickers.

Her nipples, sunken from always going braless.

The heart-shaped sticker that should have covered her groin was missing, revealing the axe mark between her coffee-colored stockings.

And unlike her sunken nipples, a slightly protruding, pink, plump ‘something’ was making its presence known.

“Uh… um… uh…”

Any man would have their brain short-circuit at the sight of such a collection.

I was no exception, my mind completely blank, wondering what on earth was happening.

But whether I was confused or not, Marian didn’t give me any time to recover and continued her assault.

“How do I look, Oppa? Is there anything lacking or wrong with my body…?”

“Uh… uh…”

Despite her face being flushed with embarrassment and a bead of sweat running down her slender jawline.

As if she was taking the lead, she let the coat she had unbuttoned fall to the floor.

…

As I sat there, someone leaned over the table toward me and started speaking.

I frantically shook my head, denying it all.

“No, no, absolutely not! What could our Marian possibly be lacking?!”

“Heh, that’s a relief…!”

And as if my words were the right answer, Marian, despite her flushed face, showed a bright, happy smile.

…Of course, even in that moment, the presence of her ‘naked’ body, with her massive chest and groin fully exposed due to her coat being removed, was still impossible to ignore.

While I was torn between accepting or rejecting this situation, Marian was overjoyed.

I gulped down the tea I had just sipped earlier, trying to soothe my burning throat, even if just a little.

But the moment I chugged that tea…

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<Event>

<Severe Aphrodisiac Overdose>

<Content>

<A very potent mix of aphrodisiacs, stimulants, and vitality-enhancing substances has been detected in the Commander's body.>

<These special drugs, mixed with the tea, have created an extremely powerful effect.>

<For a while, the Commander will lose control of their body, but community functions will remain fully accessible.>

<Your vision will soon go dark.>

<Time required to regain vision: 47 hours, 53 minutes, 34 seconds>

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‘…KITSAMAAAAAA!!!!!’

Right after that sudden event message popped up, my vision went dark as described.

Aside from the fact that I was suddenly drugged, I realized that I wouldn’t be able to witness the ‘important main event’ that was about to unfold…

I truly understood what it meant to cry tears of blood.

In the pitch-black darkness where I could only see the status window and community, I let out a continuous roar of frustration.

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And exactly 47 hours, 53 minutes, and 34 seconds later…

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<Event>

<Regained Control of Your Body!>

<Content>

<All residual aphrodisiac substances in your body have dissipated, and you have regained control of your body!>

<Results>

<Vision restored>

<Body normalized>

<Significant increase in drug resistance>

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As if I had leveled up, those event messages kept popping up.

While I was busy deleting troll posts in the gallery and blocking users who uploaded uncensored videos of incidents from their base, my vision suddenly brightened.

“Oh, I’m back.”

But my joy was short-lived.

The ‘horror’ that soon appeared before my eyes…

“Huek, huk, huuuuk… uuuugh…”

Marian, with her SS-grade, almost SSS-grade body, was lying unconscious on my bed in a reverse bunny outfit, moaning.

I couldn’t tell how much we had done over the past two days, or how much I had… well, you know.

Her belly was swollen like Mount Namsan, and thick, white fluid was continuously oozing from her mouth and two lower holes.

Under the bed, there were large, thick beads with rabbit tails, ‘wing-wing’ and ‘boing-boing’ toys, completely drained and scattered around.

Her entire body was whitewashed, and the room reeked of a sour, musky smell.

I glanced down at my completely lifeless lower half.

“…Show me what you saw!”

Overcome with a sudden sense of injustice, I screamed at some unknown entity.