Cheat Awakening

Chapter 292: Chapter 292. Meeting The Manager of The 6th Floor

[ Name: Madoka Ibligor Galocer

LV: ???

Race: Succubus ( Middle-Level Demon )

Gender: Female

Age: 53 y/o

Occupation: Self Proclaimed Girlfriend of 6th-floor Manager of Abysal Tower Of Albaham

Title: The Pleasure Queen, The Huntress, The Sugar Mommy

Status: Board, Curious, Horny

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It seemed like acquiring decent clothes in a place like this was no easy feat for a beautiful lady like her. Women really had to struggle no matter where they went. I wondered if he could help her get some new clothes. Would she reward me with something special?

Myne thoughts wandered as he stared at the milf succubi in front of him, clad in nothing more than a leather bra and a very short skirt that barely covered her private parts. Myne had already caught glimpses of her hairless pink pussy twice during this short amount of time just because of how short her skirt was.

But why do most beautiful women always have big-shot boyfriends? What about low-level men like me? Where do we find beautiful ladies for ourselves? This is so unfair... Also, why is everyone in this weird place so f*cking powerful? If it continues like this, I might as well drop the idea of getting out of here.

F*ck, even a beautiful milf lady had 80% of her bio data filled with question marks..."

"Now, if you've had enough staring at my boobs, then move your fat ass and walk toward that big tent," The milf succubi commanded, not caring about Myne's internal turmoil. She struck Myne on his head with her golden staff, making him cry out in pain.

With no other option, Myne could only curse her under his breath while obediently walking in the direction she wanted. Since he had a few more minutes to live before meeting his doom, Myne decided to read the milf succubi's title. It had been quite some time since he had read someone's titles. That slug bastard also had two, but due to the awkward situation at that time, he couldn't read them.

What a big loss.

[The Pleasure Queen (Positive Title)]

A title that the host earns after giving 100 people an experience of pleasure so profound that they would willingly leave their life partners for just a single encounter with you. Only a true succubus, a master of the art of sex, can earn this illustrious title.

Remark: Beware, never let a succubi fall for you, otherwise, she'll be stuck to you like glue until your end of life or till she finds another love of her life.

LV: ???

Race: Hume

Gender: Male

Age: 143 y/o

Occupation: 6th floor Manager of Abysal Tower Of Albaham

Title: The Blaster, The Bastard

Status: Board, Curious, Tried

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"Great, another powerful weirdo who can send me to meet my parents with just a wave of his hands. But why is a hume working for demons, and how the f*ck does this guy look like a 25-year-old even after being nearly 150 years old Grandpa?"

"Oye, slave, I think I am asking you something, and this silence of yours isn't getting on my good side. So either you start talking or I get down and make you talk. Believe me, you don't want to see what happens when I get down," The gangster manager, who worked with the demon, clearly wasn't a good person.

Seeing Myne not saying anything, just staring at him, his bazooka suddenly started vibrating, ready to create a big hole in Myne's body.

"Will you believe me if I say I got lost and accidentally came to your floor, my lord?" Myne, as always, not having any useful idea, replied to the same dialogue he tried on that slug monster who tossed him directly out from the lab area without any hesitation.

"Ssssss..." After hearing Myne's reply, The gangster manager made a loud hissing sound, making everything quiet down before looking at Myne curiously and speaking while leaning forward, "What did you just say? Say that again. I didn't hear it clearly."

"Ahmm, you won't shoot me down as soon as I repeat my answer, right?" Myne, still in the mood to test The gangster manager's patience, asked with one eye closed and in a defensive position as if the next moment a big bullet filled with explosives would come toward his face.

"Hahaha! Did you hear that, Gal? This one's a comedian! It's been ages since someone dared speak to me like that, hahaha..."

"Of course no, I won't shoot you down immediately. We already lack manpower; killing you will not bring me any benefit. It will only make a mess everywhere, you know, cleaning blood is not an easy task. Whoa, whoa, and why the hell are you guys now staring at me? Go do your work. Do you want to work overtime again?"

Hearing the word "overtime," the demons all around, who had stopped to watch the drama, quickly returned to their work unwillingly. Although they were curious about this weird demon who could talk so openly with Lord Manager, they had to do their work; otherwise, they might again have to stay on the 6th floor all night without any rest, which is unacceptable.

"As for you, return the things you stole honestly. I have a record of every little thing on this floor, so don't try to be over-smart. It can cost you a lot, and since you dared to mess in my floor, punishment is unavoidable, no matter if you are under my command or not."

"Gal, make sure this guy returns everything. Then, send him to Number 3 Mine. When he's finished submitting 5 tons of gold, send him to the entrance of our floor so he won't get lost again. Oh, and can you bring something to drink for me, please? I've been screaming for the last half hour, and my tongue is now screaming for something cool."

Nodding at The gangster manager's request, Gal, the milf succubi, while shaking her bubbling ass, walked into the tent with an expressionless face.

"She is in a bad mood; tonight, I am again going to suffer. If only someone could take her away from me. Devil knows in what wicked moment I decided to pursue her. Sigh... Anyway, as for you, idiot boy, listen. Although I don't know how you managed to get into this place, believe me, this is not a place you should belong to.

And for Devil's sake, what were you thinking when you decided to cast such a poor illusion skill on your girl? Do you really think the creatures here are blind and can't see the blatant Mana signature all over your body? Even a brainless rock could tell you are using magic to hide something. Sigh. Today's children are really idiots..."