After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me - After I Stopped Sponsoring the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me chapter 305

305 – Side Story: The Black Tarantula and the Saint (1)

The next morning.

Lina overslept unlike usual.

“My sister never oversleeps…!”

Surely my stake is not small, right? Yesterday, I was so angry that I treated Rina too harshly.

Ian felt remorse.

Saliva was pooling around the mouths of the children waiting for Lina. I looked at the clock and it was already 8:30. It was breakfast time.

“My brother is good at cooking.”

“What is this? It’s so delicious!”

“Thank you. Eat a lot.”

Ian regretted saying that. The kids ate a lot. She had to cook twice more.

“Sister Lina wakes up!”

Lina appeared around the time Ian’s second dish hit her bottom.

‘… Ah.’

Ian closed her eyes tightly for a moment.

With Lina’s legs spread, she was coming down screechingly in an odd position for anyone to see. At that level, it is at the level of advertising what happened yesterday.

“Are you okay, sister?”

Fortunately, the children were innocent. He immediately picked up Lina and came down. Wow! Hug the princess! Although her younger siblings were making a fuss about her, Lina also blushed as if she was not in a bad mood.

“Thank you.”

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“You know, sister!”

“Yes, Jenny.”

“Last night, I just heard creaking and screaming in the house! I think there’s a ghost running around!”

“Hehe!”

Ian hurriedly patted Lina on the back. At this rate, she didn’t think it would be long before the whole world found out what happened last night. No.

“…”

Her first and second siblings’ faces were already turning red.

‘I’m going crazy.’

Ian thought back to last night. She was definitely fierce. When it got to the more serious stage, not just her neck, she had Lina swooning over and over again.

‘No matter how excited I was, what on earth did I do…’

The black monster in my mind that woke up last night.

It was the moment when Ian resolved to seal it up again.

“Yesterday was good.”

“!!!”

A sudden whisper.

Ian barely held back the scream he was about to let out.

When she turned her head, Lina was smiling brightly and whispering under her breath.

“Let’s do it again next time?”

Do it again?

What…What?

It seems like Lina’s voice she has become softer. Is it an illusion? For some reason, looking at Lina’s eyes dripping with honey, Ian swallowed her saliva.

I realized it at the same time.

As long as Lina is around, her pure black instincts will not fade.

“… Let’s get started.”

Busy days continue after the Blood Demon War. It would have been nice to stay another day or two, but unfortunately there wasn’t enough time. After exchanging greetings with Lina’s younger siblings, she boarded the carriage for her customs office.

“Ugh. My legs are still sore.”

Lina slightly lifted the hem of her skirt and placed her hand on the inside of her thigh.

“It hurts here.”

Squeeze.

Her pale white thighs she moved along with Lina’s her beautiful hands her her her. The movement of her fingers, the movement of her thighs. Delicate and soft.

“Hehe.”

Rina smiles suspiciously at Ian.

That smile is bewitching. If things continue like this, I might get hit.

Ian swallowed his saliva and looked out her window.

“The scenery is nice because it’s near a major forest.”

“Puhup.”

A sound of ridicule.

When she turned her head, Lina had her hand on her mouth and her eyes were arched.

Haha. Ian, you don’t talk back!”

…Sorry. Because I’m not good with horses.

Sarah.

When she came to her senses, Lina was leaning on her shoulder.

“You know, Ian.”

“?”

“Thank you yesterday.”

“What is that…”

“To begin with, our relationship wasn’t good. I understand that there were still resentments from back then. Yesterday, I was wondering if maybe I did it because I was too lazy. That’s what I thought.”

It is a concern that can be dealt with.

Lina lifted her lips a few times and continued her words with difficulty.

“Besides, my tastes… Don’t seem to be normal. I’m sorry. I’m asking you.”

Sarah.

The wind blowing outside her made Lina’s hair fly. The shallow wrinkles between her eyebrows told me that she was truly worried and sorry.

Ian shook his head.

“Don’t say that. “I did it because I liked it.”

Lina blushed and lowered her head.

A fragrant fruity scent filled all around her.

After a moment of hesitation, she glanced up at Ian.

“There I am.”

“Huh?”

“You can use it whenever you need it. Any time.”

Ian hurriedly pressed her nose.

Ah. Nosebleed.

Fortunately, there was no blood dripping.

…Let’s change the topic.

Even for the health of your nose.

“Let’s part ways today at the portal customs office. We have to go to Holy Constantine.”

“What’s going on?”

“They say there’s a serial killer running rampant these days, but we can’t catch him. We’re too busy recovering, so we don’t have the energy to put in any effort. A direct request for cooperation has been received from the Empire.”

“Isn’t it dangerous? Me too…”

Ian grinned.

He had a confident smile that told him that no one was stronger than him.

…Without knowing what will happen in the future.

Holy Constantine.

In a shabby house on the outskirts of the Pope’s Palace, screams were echoing from the basement.

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It’s a wonderful world.

After the fierce war with the Shale Cultists, Constantine was busy regaining his former self.

In other words, it means that there is a gap in public power.

So for criminals, this was a truly wonderful time to live.

Baal is one of those criminals.

He was officially classified as a ‘serial killer’, ‘high-ranking killer’, and ‘most wanted’, which was quite unfair.

“I just know a little bit about gourmet food.”

Human tastes truly vary greatly.

When you like someone of the opposite s*x, you may like someone who is pretty or cool, or you may like people with a good personality. Some people prefer people of the same age, but others like older or younger people, and some even like older or brighter children.

The same goes for eating habits.

If there are people who like pork, there may also be people who like beef. Or maybe there are people who don’t like chickens but like ducks.

In a similar logic, Baal just liked people.

As meat.

“This world needs to respect diversity a little more.”

It happened recently.

Baal, who went out to the street to buy spices, witnessed a shocking scene: a person was being teased and called a ‘monkey’ because his skin was yellow.

What era are we in now to make fun of people based on their skin color?

Even those who made fun of those with yellow skin were one black and one white.

Baal was dumbfounded.

How great are those with yellow skin! Compared to black or white ones, the yellow race had an appropriate ratio of muscle and fat, so the taste was stable regardless of the part. If I had to rank it, it would probably be S class.

It was absurd to see people who would be considered A or B+ discriminate against such people.

So I caught them all.

“I heard that the yellow ones taste the best.”

Baal savored the last of it and put wine to his lips.

The scent of grapes cleanses the taste buds.

As expected, Constantine 17 Year Old goes well with lunch as it matches the weather of the year.

He got up satisfied.

“Now let’s get ready for dinner.”

I ate all the A, B+, and S grade fish I caught two weeks ago.

Now we need to process some new meat to get it ready for dinner.

— Ahhh

Baal pulled on his gloves.

Then I took a thick, rectangular kitchen knife.

This moment is always the most exciting.

The process by which the highest living being is reduced to mere meat.

The process of watching their expressions was also ‘gourmet’.

Obsession with gourmet food.

That is why Baal did not join the Shale Church.

It was the same for Baal and the Shale Cultists in that they became stronger the more they ate humans, but there was a big difference.

The Shale Cultists feed on the intangible called ‘life force’, while Baal enjoys the tangible form called the body. That’s why Baal hated the Shale Cultists. Because they always drained only the life force of humans and threw away the body.

These are the people who throw away precious food ingredients.

“I feel so relieved that everyone is gone.”

Food has become abundant.

I consume fresh ingredients every day, and perhaps because of this, my ability grows at an overwhelmingly rapid rate.

I have already conquered several realms.

I might be the strongest in Constantine.

Tsk tsk.

Baal smiled and opened the door to the processing room.

As befits his clean-cut personality, the processing room was clean without a single drop of blood. However, there was a long metal bed that looked like an operating table, and a woman was lying there. Baal placed his hand on her nose and felt her breathing.

“The medicinal effect is good.”

It is difficult to store a dead body.

So Baal often chose to put his subjects to sleep.

If humans just breathe without being conscious, they will keep their bodies fresh on their own.

“By the way, a beauty is a beauty.”

She is a woman with jet-black hair and dark eyes that seem to contain her blood. Even when I look at her like this, she is charming and pretty.

Sararak.

Baal raised the hem of the woman’s dress.

Thighs that appear pure white.

The pitch-black object on her string caught her eye her her her.

“Is this a whip?”

It is a whip of short length.

Do you know how to use weapons?

There was surprisingly no resistance when I grabbed it.

Baal tilted her head.

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I had an ominous feeling, but it turned out to be unfounded.

This woman with bright red eyes is just meat to be stored.

Baal measured the woman’s thighs and breasts.

The size is never small.

On the outside, it looked as soft as pudding, but its elasticity was excellent, probably due to proper exercise. A body that every man would lust after.

But for Baal, appetite overpowered everything.

“It looks soft, but has good elasticity… It must be very delicious.”

He swallowed his saliva and picked up the kitchen knife.

And he held it to the woman’s neck as if measuring it.

The meat quality is good if you cut it all at once.

Since the neck isn’t that thick, it won’t take much force.

“I will eat well.”

He grinned and struck down his sword.

— Suddenly!

Thick blood splattered on the wall.

It wasn’t a woman’s.