The Monster's Room - Chapter 13
Marie had s-x with twenty-one dancers and still didn’t choose. It was obvious why even though one act had ended, a new act involving multiple people had begun. She hadn’t clapped her hands.
Clap, clap, clap…
<What a pity.>
The lights in the audience section came on. The dancers stood up, descended from the bed, and elegantly bowed.
It was a curtain call.
Marie, with trembling legs, managed to stand and step onto the floor. Despite almost falling and the glistening, clumped bodily fluids dripping between her legs, she stood on her own.
♩♬♪
The music that had stopped began to play again.
Marie walked across the audience section with her body marked by the evidence of s-x. The se-en she left behind trailed behind her like breadcrumbs from Hansel and Gretel.
<Did you have a pleasant time?>
“……”
<This is not a question of choice, but purely an inquiry for our guest!>
It was in front of the exit.
A man with a hat hovered in front of Marie. His mouth was still stitched up, and the sound was coming from the gramophone. Marie had a lot to say, but she couldn’t.
“S…”
<Oh, your voice… Oops.>
Her throat was in poor condition.
In truth, s-x with the dancers wasn’t… that bad. Yeah. Like with the jelly eraser, Marie had been excited and had sought pleasure like a beast. In that regard, there was no difference between the monster and her.
Marie took a single step outside and waved her hand.
<Hmm?>
The man with the stitched mouth bent his waist in response to her gesture. Marie lightly moved his hat aside and covered his stitched lips with her own.
For a moment, the gramophone, which seemed ready to make a commotion, was quiet. Marie awkwardly licked and gently sucked on the rough, threadbare lips of the man.
It was a clear ‘kiss’ that she had never given to any of the dancers.
<……This is.>
“Next time.”
Whether she felt good or not, Marie wanted to return the favor to the man who had been so eager. The only person she had kissed.
“Do it again.”
To the ‘troupe leader’
She left him, who was dazed, and fully exited into the corridor.
Slowly, the troupe leader straightened up.
<Next time.>
He gracefully bowed using his long limbs, just as he had before.
<We hope to see you next time.>
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▶▷Project T (Unapproved)
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▶▶Project T (Approved)
Case 4: The Shattered Mirror
As soon as Marie got up, she wanted to ask for a morning-after pill from the researchers. Just in case. If worse came to worst, she considered the possibility of pregnancy. Unplanned pregnancy was a disaster.
However, before she could even call the researchers, Marie was abruptly abducted by the jelly eraser.
“Huh?”
For the record, that sound wasn’t made by her.
It was probably a sound made by someone in protective gear, perhaps someone who was planning to take her to the examination room, much like during her encounter with the jelly eraser.
It was absurd.
‘It’s supposed to be contained!’
It’s supposed to be safe!
Marie watched as the transparent jelly eraser erased the containment door and extended its tendrils into the corridor to snatch her up. Did she see it alone? The researchers in protective gear must have seen it too!
“Get her!”
“No, stop! Don’t approach!”
Annoyingly, their judgment was correct. For some unknown reason, the excited jelly eraser had erased parts of the walls as it swung its tendrils around. Anyone who came into contact with it would undoubtedly be erased.
As a result, Marie was dragged into the bathtub and scrubbed thoroughly without interruption.
“Ah! Ah, ah, ah!”
She couldn’t pay attention to the sticky moans that echoed through the distant corridor. The jelly eraser was roughly rummaging, wiping, and probing between her legs. Marie realized what this creature was trying to erase.
Se-en.
Gradually, she began to distinguish between what the jelly eraser absorbed and what it erased. The creature absorbed things it liked slowly and erased things it disliked. Thus, Marie welcomed the tendrils that seemed to be closing every possible orifice.
There was no reason to refuse a creature that acted as a form of contraception.
The only obstacle was her fatigue.
There was a solution to this as well.
The solution was that the jelly eraser erased Marie’s exhaustion. Thanks to this, Marie was revitalized.
It was almost an all-powerful ability. One could hardly understand why it was confined to the bathtub. In any case, Marie was able to return to the corridor only after she had been thoroughly cleaned from head to toe.
She didn’t even manage to walk out on her own.
“Did you see it?”
“I can’t believe my eyes.”
The jelly eraser had personally wrapped its tendrils around Marie and transported her. While Marie had grown accustomed to this form of escort, the field agents seems unsettled.
Marie sighed, sensing that the examination would likely be prolonged.
“What time is it now?”
“Is there a reason for asking?”
Marie nodded. Since the examination was bound to be long, she needed to get things done beforehand.
“I need to stop by the cotton doll room.”
She still hadn’t completed her daily quest.
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The cotton doll nestled against Marie just as usual. Marie patted its back and let out a long sigh she had been holding in. The tension in her body, caused by the whirlwind of events, slowly relaxed.
“You’re a good one.”
Tasks involving the cotton doll were always soothing. Stable and comforting. That’s why Marie deliberately left this task for last.
Holding and patting the cotton doll was a good end to her day.
