Rohan entrusted his body to the bed and closed his eyes.

It wasn't difficult to find that thing nestled in the corner of his consciousness.

The moment he grabbed the foreign mass sitting quietly like a book within a bookshelf, a stream appeared before his eyes.

[Now playing restricted video #3.]

These videos or books always showed profound things that were difficult to interpret.

Rohan focused his mind as much as possible to not miss any information.

After all, when all these pieces come together, they might paint a clear picture.

'Let's go.'

What would it show this time?

Despite worrying about potential effects on his physical condition, he felt anticipation.

────.

The world that had been pitch black turned white.

Colorful hues gathered bustling together to create a world.

'I can see.'

Like before, he was borrowing someone else's eyes.

Rohan began to carefully examine the information captured in the background.

'Whose perspective is it this time?'

He could see cigarettes on the table. Even an ashtray on the verge of becoming a cactus.

The drooping hair obscuring the view made him suspect it was a woman, suggesting it wasn't the male family head from before.

A hand moving to grab a pen.

Judging by the shape of the nails and fingers, it indeed seemed to be a woman.

'The cigarettes and hair color... is this the woman the family head met before?'

The woman who was with what appeared to be his younger self.

Though her face was hidden, he could guess from other details.

"Sip..."

The woman habitually put a cigarette in her mouth and began filling the paper with elegant handwriting.

Rohan took in the words she was writing.

[Beginning the ■■■th experiment]

Rohan could tell.

To fulfill her duty as a researcher in the experiment, this woman was determined to write down her emotions.

There was also a small wish that someone in the future would read it.

[For Rowell, who nearly froze to death on the streets as a child, flames were a symbol of comfort and peace.

For Jenny, who lost her family in a fire, flames were terror and disaster.

What are flames to us? With their irregularly flickering form, they evoke various impressions and meanings for each individual.]

"Phew..."

Hazy smoke escaped her lips and drifted toward the ceiling.

[We learned that fire could become a symbol of peace for present humanity. And we were certain it would become a terror for the monsters threatening humanity.]

..

..

[To punish those who betrayed humanity, we need a fire that will burn everything. The day when flames that align with the ideology of purifying the world arrive...]

'!?'

It clearly flashed in Rohan's mind.

The title "betrayer of humanity" that followed Omega's name.

"Hah..."

The woman exhaled, finishing her time of scribbling emotions.

Thump!

The book closed. Her hands trembled as she put down the pen and cigarette.

A curse escaped her lips that had just expelled cigarette smoke.

"Shit..."

A delicate voice with an incongruent word.

This woman, who had appeared composed and insolent before the family head, was suffering from extreme anxiety and fear.

Recalling something from the past.

'What's this?'

The background Rohan was watching turned black. Rohan began to borrow even the woman's imagination.

Sharing something she had directly seen and experienced.

[Now playing Abyss City version 5.0 PV: "Betrayers of Humanity"]

Rohan blankly stared at the notification window.

'Abyss City version 5? The one I played was version 2?'

There was no time to organize his thoughts.

The video began playing.

The location was a foggy ravine.

It was eerie. Not a single person was in sight.

─ Wooom.

A massive whale made a sound similar to a ship's horn as it sat with its belly on the ground.

'Void Whale...'

The monster that destroyed the South. Rohan had never seen it in person.

But it was familiar from official illustrations and occasional appearances in the story.

'I didn't know it would be this big.'

Even calling it a whale seemed insufficient.

It was as if the Creator had bestowed life upon a great mountain.

What was it anyway? Could it really be simply classified as a monster?

─ Guuung.

Just by existing, this monster caused everything around it to melt into blackness.

It moved using the world transformed into an unknown liquid as its foothold.

─ Guuu.

Suddenly, the Void Whale opened its mouth.

The specialty of the Void Whale was creating dimensional rifts in its mouth to spew out monsters.

Rohan widened his eyes, sensing this was an important scene.

'Is it going to spit out monsters here? There's nothing around.'

But it defied expectations.

What came out of the Void Whale's mouth was more surprising than monsters.

Humans.

Through the dimensional rift created by the Void Whale.

A group of humans walked out.

'...?'

Even Rohan momentarily couldn't comprehend the scene.

The dimensional rift was an exit for monsters.

It would close after spitting out monsters and couldn't be used as an entrance to push humans through.

Without giving him time to process, the shock continued.

Surprisingly, there were familiar humans among the group.

Omega and Hex were among them.

Unlike when Rohan saw him on the deserted island, Omega had no burn marks. But his body, which felt distant from humanity, was similar.

Hex looked exactly as he did in the illustrations.

Rohan's contemplation deepened.

'The PV title is "Betrayers of Humanity"...'

Beyond that dimensional rift in the Void Whale's mouth.

What could be there?

It felt like if he could just confirm that, the curiosity and tingling in his heart would completely disappear.

But the Void Whale had already submerged into the melted ground and disappeared.

[Video ending.]

"..."

Rohan's eyes opened.

Looking at his phone, about 5 minutes had passed.

As expected, viewing restricted content made not only his body but also his mind heavy with fatigue.

The bed felt too comfortable.

Forcing himself to get up to avoid sleeping all day, he checked the new messages from Sion and Clara.

..

..

'They said it would be in the afternoon, but they finished early.'

Rohan arrived at the front of Sion's house, an elegant mansion.

He brought expensive toilet paper as a housewarming gift.

He had considered buying a diffuser, but didn't know what scents they liked. And his physical condition didn't allow for leisurely contemplation.

Ding dong!

He rang the bell. Silence. The door didn't open.

Ding dong!

Still no answer when he rang again.

'What's going on? They should be home.'

They had clearly messaged that they would wait.

Just as he was about to call, thinking they might be moving things inside, Rohan finally took out his key card.

Rohan had received a key card and registered his fingerprint to access Sion's mansion.

At first, he declined, saying it was unnecessary, but accepted after hearing various scenarios of "just in case."

Beep!

The front gate opened.

The doorknob inside turned smoothly.

"Sion? Clara?"

Rohan called their names as he placed his shoes on the shoe rack and entered the house.

As time passed, his fatigue grew exponentially heavier. It wasn't normal.

If he didn't force his eyes open, his eyelids kept coming down, inviting sleep.

"Rohan. You're here?"

"Oh, o-oppa...!"

The two came out of the room.

Rohan's jaw dropped when he saw Sion and Clara.

They were wearing the negligees they had bought at the mall yesterday.

Sion walked into the living room with confident movements.

Clara moved with stiff steps, half-hiding behind Sion.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Both of you, put on proper clothes!"

"It's my house, so isn't it fine?"

"..."

Even Sion, who maintained a calm expression, had red ears.

Clara's eyes were already spinning.

Rohan felt his unsatisfied sexual desire, which he hadn't addressed since falling into the academy city, acting strongly.

He mentally sang the national anthem from start to finish.

The desire he had been ignoring by overworking his body and expending energy was growing enormously.

"If Rohan had rung the bell, we would have changed clothes. There wasn't time now."

"...I rang it several times."

Sion responded mechanically to Rohan's answer, as if she had been waiting for it.

"Then the bell must be broken. We didn't hear it. I'll fix it tomorrow."

"Th-that's right...! Broken...! It's broken!"

Rohan couldn't help but laugh at Clara's dizzy face as she chimed in.

He decided it would be better to just speak frankly.

"I'm a normal guy too, so this is difficult for me."

"...!"

Sion's eyes widened and her lips twitched.

Clara had the same reaction.

"We'll be careful."

"Y-yes... I'll be careful...!"

As if having achieved their goal, the two returned to their room to change clothes.

"Hah."

Rohan put down the toilet paper he was holding and exhaled deeply.

..

..

Sion had prepared a room for Rohan in the mansion.

She had furnished it with basic furniture and even a bed as a sign that he should visit often and feel comfortable.

While Rohan felt burdened, he couldn't hide his sleepiness.

After looking around the house once, he lay down on the bed without even a blanket, saying he would just take a short nap.

With a final request to wake him up in 30 minutes, Rohan closed his eyes.

The girls discussed the aftermath of their operation and organized a shopping list, and exactly 30 minutes passed.

The two girls came to the room to wake Rohan.

"...This is rare."

"Y-yes, it is."

"Is he very tired?"

"Based on his usual routine... he probably came straight here after finishing training..."

Sion and Clara judged it an uncommon situation as they watched the deeply sleeping Rohan.

He didn't wake up even with their open conversation.

""...""

Bad thoughts began to cloud the minds of the girls who had faced their feelings.

But stealing was wrong.

The girls had a fantasy that for their first time, Rohan would take the lead after their hearts connected.

"U-unni...!"

"Hmm?"

Clara, startled by something, pointed at Rohan's lower body.

It was a natural physiological phenomenon.

A massive rod stood erect, with such ferocity that it might have torn any clothing without good elasticity.

"As he said, he's a healthy man, so it's natural... natural... natural and normal physical response... n-nothing to be surprised about."

Despite her rambling, Sion couldn't hide her embarrassment.

Should they leave the room?

It would be quite awkward if Rohan woke up now.

""...""

But.

Curiosity sometimes invites trouble.

Without saying a word, the girls moved with quiet steps.

And began to quietly observe Rohan's lower body.

An incredibly strong scent filled the air. It seemed to fill the entire room.

It was hard to explain, but addictive.

So Sion and Clara moved closer and began to boldly examine it.

When they approached close enough to feel its unique heat and scattered their two breaths,

Rohan's body showed a change.

Desire that had not been satisfied for a long time.

Rohan's vigorous body decided to relieve that desire through a wet dream.

"Ah...?"

"!"

Sticky liquid spurting like a fountain through the thin cotton pants.

Hot white liquid showered down on Sion and Clara.