〈SYSTEM〉 Displaying controllable items.

〈Action Control〉

You can control the nurturee’s overall behavior. The lower the nurturee’s free will, the longer the control time.

〈Memory Control〉

You can modify or delete parts of the nurturee’s memory. The lower the nurturee’s free will, the wider the control range.

〈Language Control〉

You can control the nurturee’s speech. The lower the nurturee’s free will, the longer the control time.

〈S*xual Control〉

You can control the nurturee’s s*xual behavior. The lower the nurturee’s free will, the higher the control level.

〈Mental Control〉

You can control the nurturee’s overall mental state. The lower the nurturee’s free will, the greater the control precision.

Lian selected ‘Memory Control’ without hesitation. But when the confirmation window appeared, the space between his once-straight eyebrows wrinkled.

〈SYSTEM〉 ‘Memory Control’ selected.

Memory control range: 0.5 hours

‘……30 minutes?’

Deleting just 30 minutes wouldn’t resolve the situation. He needed at least from the moment she discovered the portrait until now……

〈SYSTEM〉 ‘Mother of Lust and Depravity’ narrows her eyes suggestively, saying that to delete that much time, you’d need to at least ej*culate inside her.

“Damn it……”

So br*asts weren’t enough?

〈SYSTEM〉 ‘Mother of Lust and Depravity’ laughs heartily, saying how great it would be to fill up your daughter’s stats with an internal ej*culation while using your c*ck for the first time in 28 years.

Lian rubbed between his eyebrows, pretending not to see the dialogue log. Only 30 seconds remained until the choice timed out. He had to make a decision before Rosé regained consciousness.

‘ej*culation… ha.’

Lian groaned. That wasn’t something that could be easily overcome with just a love confession, and it meant his resolution to maintain distance from Rosé would crumble in an instant.

He couldn’t develop unnecessary feelings for the vessel Jang Jangmi. She was merely a means for him to ascend the tower, nothing more to care about.

Only 10 seconds remained.

‘But to erase her memory……’

Lian cursed under his breath and pulled Rosé back into his arms.

“Mmng……”

Finally, as the choice timed out, Rosé woke up. What she saw before her was a man who had resumed his desperate act.

“Elion……?”

Rosé called him out of habit, then firmly closed her lips.

He wasn’t Elion. He was a man who suddenly kissed her and confessed his feelings. A man named Lian whose sincerity she couldn’t gauge at all.

“What did you… do?”

Her mind, initially filled with anger, now swirled with all sorts of emotions.

She didn’t know what to believe. Lian Mora had deceived her. Yet that tender confession sounded like words flowing from Elion’s mouth.

She needed time to think. Even a brief moment away from him to sort through everything.

“I need to go.”

Rosé pushed his arm away to descend the stairs. But after going down only a few steps, he caught her hand again.

“You can reject my feelings if you wish. But leaving this house……”

His voice trembled. If this was an act, it showed impeccable skill.

But Lian Mora had lived his entire life as a swordsman. He would deny it, but his pale face while tightly gripping her small hand trying to leave couldn’t possibly be an act.

“I hate it. You can’t.”

Lian embraced her from behind. Rosé took a deep breath at that moment. Noticing that brief wavering, Lian’s hands moved without hesitation.

His hands, which had been on her shoulders, quickly moved to her chest as he turned her around. Her eyes trembled. Confirming she showed no signs of refusal, he immediately kissed her lips.

“Mmph, nng!”

Lian slipped his hand under her skirt and promptly pulled down her underwear. He felt her small trapped body briefly struggle, but he ignored it and parted her pubic hair to find her p*ssy.

She was wet. The thought that she had been dripping while kissing him sparked an unplanned desire within him.

“Stop, ngh……”

“Am I… not good enough as a man for you, Miss?”

As if urging an answer, Lian rubbed and stroked her cl*toris. After stimulating the triangular flesh several times, her legs spread weakly. Judging by how she tensed and relaxed her b*ttocks, her inner walls must have swollen. Lian licked her earlobe and whispered,

“Miss, I’m going to insert my finger.”

“Not there… aaahng!”

His middle finger parted the fluttering l*bia and entered her v*gina. Rosé gasped and grabbed Lian’s shoulders.

Pwut!

The fingertip poked the vaginal wall near her cl*toris. Rosé’s head automatically tilted backward.

“Aah!”

“So it’s here.”

Lian smiled, noting how easy it was to find, and rapidly moved his hand back and forth targeting that spot. Inexperienced men often inserted three fingers, but that made it harder to focus on the erogenous zone.

The feeling of being completely filled could come after he inserted his c*ck. Initially, it was important to let her experience consecutive light orgasms to make her lose her senses.

“Huaah, ahng, there, strange, huaah!”

His muscular arm moved rapidly up and down beneath Rosé, who bent her legs as if about to collapse. With just one finger, he targeted her most sensitive spot, making saliva drip from her mouth.

After thrusting mindlessly for a while, at some point his fingertip began drawing circles, rubbing against her vaginal wall. At that moment, Rosé’s legs trembled uncontrollably.

“Uung, ah, ung, aung.”

Sticky fluid gushed out all at once from the hole where his finger had been thrusting. Seeing it spray out like urine, her vaginal walls seemed sufficiently tamed.

Lian withdrew his finger and laughed softly as he shook his soaked hand on the floor.

“That didn’t take long.”

Honestly, it was surprisingly quick. Usually, he would need to prod for at least 10 more minutes to make a woman squirt, but she was the first to come so quickly.

Lian took out a handkerchief to wipe his sticky hand while observing Rosé who had collapsed on the floor.

She still couldn’t regain her senses and twitched her b*ttocks, probably from her vaginal walls convulsing. Typically, women would reach climax crying when penetrated at this point.

“Miss, are you alright?”

“Uungh…!”

Though he merely grabbed her wrist, Rosé’s body shuddered. After resisting so much, did she come again from something so minor?

Lian lifted the collapsed Rosé into his arms. He intended to continue in the bedroom. But as he was about to climb the stairs, a large dialogue window appeared before him.

〈SYSTEM〉 ‘Mother of Lust and Depravity’ asks if you didn’t agree that the tiger would come today.

The system window appeared as if to taunt him. Simultaneously, a sharp voice came from behind him.

“F*ck. What the hell are you doing?”

When Muho entered, the door was already open. His complexion, having rubbed his face in disbelief several times, was blue with fury.

“F*ck! What the hell are you two doing!”

A scream that could pierce the ears. Regaining her senses belatedly, Rosé struggled out of Lian’s arms.

Damn it. Lian immediately followed her as she headed for the entrance. What’s more important to him than being caught in the act was not losing Rosé.

But when Lian reached the door, a fierce wind from somewhere violently slammed the entrance door shut. Rosé had already fled outside.

“Don’t you have something to say to me?”

Wind gathered around Muho’s trembling fist. The small breeze soon became a gale, filling the Blue Rock mansion.

Furniture floated up, and kitchenware fell to the floor creating a clamorous noise.

Muho, having returned to his tiger form, bared his teeth and charged at Lian.

Lian hastily summoned the Sword of Asker, but it was already too late when he grabbed the floating sword. The tiger’s huge paw flattened him to the ground. The sword, not even drawn from its sheath, rolled on the floor.

“Tell me the truth. Otherwise, I’ll kill you.”

As if to prove those words sincere, the fully-grown tiger growled right in his face.

Lian surveyed the chaotic mansion and exhaled deeply. Crazy bastard. Was he going mad if Rosé’s retreating figure still lingered in his mind even at this moment?

* * *

She must be crazy.

‘Have you lost your mind? Why with that con artist bastard. Why, why did you do such a thing?’

Rosé rubbed her lips vigorously with the back of her hand as she crossed the garden. The garden, entering autumn, was covered with falling leaves. Dry leaves crackled and flattened beneath her feet as she ran.

In front of the path leading to the fence, a yellow leaf that had just fallen from a tree landed on top of her foot.

Rosé unconsciously stepped backward. If she passed this path, she could leave Blue Rock. But she couldn’t bring herself to step forward.

‘Where would I go?’

Rosé’s hands fell limply below her waist. She had never thought about leaving Blue Rock until now.

She had never worried about where to eat her three meals a day. She had never imagined this world without Elion’s help.

She had always relied on him too much.

— I like you, Miss.

Rosé clutched her head at that voice that wouldn’t leave her ears. After retreating a few steps aimlessly, her back finally touched a tree trunk.

— Am I… not good enough as a man for you, Miss?

Rosé eventually sat down on the fallen leaves. Ha, how absurd that that man’s voice came to mind at a time like this.

‘Why would I care about such a con artist……’

When the soft sensation of his lips almost resurfaced in her memory, Rosé immediately scratched her lips again. Her lips were already peeled and swollen bright red.

They stung and burned. But her jumbled thoughts pained her even more.

She had kissed Elion, no, the con artist Lian Mora. What angered her more was herself for not rejecting him.

She hadn’t pushed him away. She had even accepted his touch.

“Ungh……”

She couldn’t bear how stupid and ashamed she felt. She felt pathetic, like she had fallen for his tricks. Tears welled up from her feelings of injustice and anger.

Sitting down and crying like this wasn’t like her. Even when the company couldn’t help, hadn’t she diligently done what she needed to do?

Even when she had to join Pumong because she couldn’t pay her debts, she had barely survived on that meager salary. She struggled to survive even in an S-tier gate.

— You can reject my feelings if you wish. But leaving this house……

— I hate it. You can’t.

‘I hate this, stop thinking about him!’

Rosé struck her head with her palm for replaying that unwelcome voice. She shouldn’t be here like this; she needed to go somewhere.

Somewhere without Lian Mora, that con artist. Somewhere he could never deceive her again.

— The nurturer can share Miss’s vision to provide advice. Also, through a tracker, he can rescue Miss in emergency situations.

No, would such a place even exist? Damn Lian Mora. That black-hearted con artist. His request to be set as her nurturer was all for this reason.

So she couldn’t run away. To somehow keep her in the mansion. To place her within a range where he could monitor and control her.

‘It was all lies. Even the talk about being an administrator!’

— I like you, Miss

Then that confession too…

‘Must have been a lie.’

What more explanation did she need? That confession must have been another trick to keep her. Ignoring the ache in her heart, Rosé buried her face deep in her knees.

Lian Mora, who had disguised himself as her butler, and…….

— As punishment for the incident he caused in the Tower of Chaos, he became a player in the game 〈Heroes Save with Their Bodies〉.

The player of this transmigration story.

‘I wasn’t the protagonist.’