“Ah, that was satisfying.”
As soon as I reached my room on the second floor, I plopped down on my bed and murmured that.
Lydia’s chest was soft, squishy, warm, and smelled good…
“It was addictive.”
Just the thought of the recent memory brought a blissful smile to my face.
However, the moment I thought of Ellie, my mind began to get complicated.
“I definitely seemed to enjoy that…”
At first, she looked like she had lost her country, but a moment later, her heart distracted her, and when I glanced back, her face was oddly flushed.
I was supposed to give her a vaccine, but now I felt as if I accidentally administered a drug instead.
After about ten minutes, I vividly recalled Ellie winding her legs and heading up to her room like someone possessed.
Lydia hesitated, wondering if this was a good idea before she walked away.
“Well, it should be fine.”
The Pan Continent is a world heavily influenced by the Goddess of Love. Isn’t a taste for NTR relatively common here?
Anyway, it seemed Ellie enjoyed it too, so let’s just consider it okay.
“Ugh….”
After stretching my arms and legs in all directions on the bed, I finally got up.
I was tired after today’s events, but there was still something I needed to do before bed.
I had thought I would have to live in poverty for a while after spending all my money on gacha for this hunt.
But when I rummaged through the corpses of the Ones Who Devour the Twilight, a pretty decent amount came out.
The dagger, a divine piece from the Beast God, was taken by Karen saying it needed to be submitted to the temple to deceive the Pope….
But all the other loot was divided between me, Ellie, and Lydia.
I wondered where those runaway idiots found money, even split three ways, it still totaled 32 silver.
I wouldn’t want too much; just 30 pulls would do.
“Let’s do this again today.”
Murmuring that, I took out the full-size Goddess Statue from subspace. But something about its condition seemed a bit off.
Sitting with its legs tucked into a W shape. Arms crossed at its chest, as if hugging itself tightly, naturally pressing against its chest, making it stick out.
Adding to that, the once kind eyes were vacant, and its cheeks were flushed.
It looked a lot like how Ellie had been just a moment ago.
“What is this… ah.”
Could it be? Is this what happens when it gets a bit jealous, thinking I like it a little more than the Goddess of Love?
So this is the pose it strikes when it feels like it’s been subjected to NTR?
“This gloomy stalker goddess.”
Hey! If you have something to say, come say it directly! Don’t make it hard to understand with this roundabout appeal!
Although, if that actually happened, the labyrinth would become a mess, and the adventurers inside would be in danger, and some monsters would jump out, causing chaos across the Pangrave, so that cannot happen.
Ultimately, I would have no choice but to go see the Goddess of Love myself.
Sighing deeply, I flipped the Goddess Statue upside down. Due to its overly tucked legs, there was no sign of underwear.
“Tsk.”
Clicking my tongue, I finally stored the Goddess Statue in its dedicated case before opening the gacha system.
Ding!
[First Floor Clear Bonus! 10 Free Gacha Pull Tickets Awarded!]
[First Floor Guardian Hunt Bonus! 10 Free Gacha Pull Tickets Awarded!]
“Whoa.”
This was the first time I’d received free tickets aside from the survival one-year bonus I got ages ago.
Caught off-guard by the unexpected notification, a moment of blankness enveloped me.
Realizing I had received the news a beat late, I bowed deeply to the Goddess of Love in the decorative case.
“The Goddess of Love is more beautiful than anyone, and what I’ve done until now is not stalking but a beautiful pure love from a step behind…!”
Perhaps my flattery was to her liking. The Goddess Statue, striking a tragic heroine pose, began to shine brightly before returning to its original stance.
Upon confirming that, I dismissed the notification. Only then did the original gacha screen reveal itself.
[Standard Gacha]
-Spend cash or equivalent spirit stones to randomly obtain items and skills between 1 to 5 stars.
[1 Pull] [10+1 Pull]
*Tickets Available: 20 Tickets
“Alright! Let’s go for 50 pulls!!!”
Feeling all hyped up, I smashed the gacha button.
Ding!
[1 Star: Dried Mana Herb]
[1 Star: Processed Recovery Herb]
[1 Star: Dried Mana Herb]
[1 Star: Dried Mana Herb]
[1 Star: Dried Mana Herb]
[1 Star: Processed Recovery Herb]
[1 Star: Dried Mana Herb]
[1 Star: Non-Alcoholic Glasses]
[1 Star: Low-grade Recovery Potion]
[1 Star: Dried Mana Herb]
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[1 Star: Used Women’s Lace Panties]
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[1 Star: Ability – Moist Skin]
“No way…”
All 50 pulls yielded only 1 star? Not a single 2 star one??
“This can’t be reality…!”
For a moment, I lamented the absurdity of the world while holding my head. But thinking deeper, this gacha result, although unlucky, isn’t all that strange.
After all, the base for this gacha is 1 star; just getting a 2 star is already a decent result, and 3 stars are a total jackpot.
Before entering the labyrinth, aside from the pickpocket incident, everything I pulled was 1 star.
It was odd that 3 star Goddess Statues popped up 11 times in a row or that I got usable 4 star equipment and abilities before an important battle lately.
Gacha is, after all, notoriously unfriendly. The ceilings and pitfalls in this hellish experience of gacha are its other name.
This 1 star party isn’t just ridiculously unlucky. It’s simply that the gacha probabilities have regressed to the mean…!
“Phew. I feel a bit calmer now.”
I understand that average regression is a term that applies when far too many gacha pulls are done.
But doesn’t just saying it bring a sense of relief?
It sounds much more plausible to think I didn’t die because I messed up or had an off day today but because I had great luck last time, and therefore wouldn’t have it again this time.
“Anyway, it’s average regression. I decided that’s how it is.”
While I rationalized to myself for a moment, suddenly, my skin felt hot, and then in an instant, I felt a cold chill as if ice water was dumped over me.
Right, speaking of which, I did pull an ability, though it was just 1 star.
Unless it’s in some specific cases, abilities are usually better the more you have. Even if it’s the same 1 star, its value cannot be compared to something like mana herbs.
Once the seal was complete, the method to use the ability flooded my mind.
Whenever and wherever, my skin remains moist.
“??? This is it?”
Is that all there is to it? Just like the fragrant body scent before, this is just a beauty-related ability!
I know most abilities from the Goddess of Love don’t help in battles, but this is just too much!
Of course, having moisturized skin is nice. While I’m fine now while I’m young, the older I get, my skin can dry up, and various troubles can arise.
“But still, couldn’t she have given me something a bit more practical for a 1 star ability…?”
A sigh naturally escaped me… but what can be done? This is what I pulled. I should think it’s better than nothing.
That being said, there’s a far more immediate issue here.
All the random junk scattered about. Among them, I grabbed the only item that fell on my head rather than the ground.
A soft texture. A snow-white fabric without a blemish. The edges had charming lace, and it radiated a strangely warm feeling, the tantalizing lace panties.
[1 Star: Used Women’s Lace Panties]
“What in the world am I supposed to do with this… huh? Wait a minute.”
Filled with curiosity, I took out the Goddess Statue that was in the display and flipped it over. Naturally, due to its pose, I couldn’t see under the skirt.
“Well, it seems I can’t help it now.”
“If only you had shown me your panties, this wouldn’t have happened…”
Murmuring that in lament, I placed my finger behind the Goddess Statue.
Squeeze.
Such an incredibly realistic sensation. It even felt like a body temperature was recreated, as if I were touching a shrunken person.
Enjoying the feeling of the protruding scapula for a moment, I slowly lowered my fingers.
Starting from its back, passing down its waist to its butt.
The sensation of it being fuller and firmer was distinctly transmitted. Yes. So vividly transmitted. As if I were touching it through a single layer of fabric.
Fearing the worst, I dragged my fingers over from the waist to the butt, focusing on that area… but there were no obstructions, so my movements naturally continued.
In other words, it meant I couldn’t feel the panty line.
“Dear love… you twisted perverted goddess… is this perhaps your panty?”
…
Needless to say, the Goddess Statue is silent. Because it’s a Goddess Statue, after all.
“Eh. No way would a goddess secretly send something like this as a panty. I did peek at what I was wearing today, but that was just a greeting to the figure.”
…
Still no response from the Goddess Statue. However, the density of divine power it was naturally emitting suddenly skyrocketed.
Whoosh!
Even without touching it, the Goddess Statue enveloped in radiant divine power, almost comparable to when I opened a Mini Sanctuary.
Temporarily shutting my eyes against that overwhelming brightness and opening them again, there it was, the Goddess Statue returning to its display on its own.
In a squat position, burying its face between its knees.
“Looks like it knows how embarrassing this is…”
A deep sigh escaped me as I put the warm panties into subspace.
…You never know, right?
