Head cool, body hot.
I focused on the system that appeared before my eyes while mechanically rocking my hips back and forth. Like a human walking while on their smartphone, I plowed and came inside Eila while devouring the system.
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[Rok Grimfang: ★★★☆☆]
Level: 75 / 75
Species: Orc
Age: 3 years old (33 years old)
Gender: Male
Rank: Rare
Birth: Forneus's Dungeon.
Affiliation: Demon King's Army 30th Legion Orc Tribe
Occupation: Orc Warrior
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So that's how it is. I was a 3-star. But the rank is Rare? Is this a hint that I'll be grilled crispy on the outside and tender on the inside by Forneus? My mood got worse for no reason.
There were many things bothering me in various ways, but I was curious if I could see other people's status windows.
"Huh, huuugh...!"
Eila was already mindlessly shaking her hips. I had Eila's legs wrapped around my waist so they wouldn't get in the way, and was pounding away in missionary position.
Tap tap. Tap.
I pressed, hit, and pinched every corner of Eila's body with my palm looking for a way to open her status window, and the moment I pressed hard on her nipple, a new hologram appeared before me.
[System: Would you like to view 'Eila Aries's information?]
"Holy shit."
So now I can't check men's status windows. I operated her nipple like a button to bring up Eila's status window.
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[Eila Aries: ★★★★]
Level: 25 / 90
Species: Human
Age: 24 years old
Gender: Female
Rank: Super Rare
Birth: Zodiac Kingdom, Barony of Taurus
Affiliation: House of Count Aries
Occupation: Knight
Currently unconscious (1 hour).
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"This bitch is 4 stars?"
"Ah, hnnngh!"
This woman drooling under my belly while moaning has four stars. I was dumbfounded but had to accept it because of the overwhelming level difference.
I was level 75, but Eila was only 25. I didn't know exactly what the level difference meant, but Eila was weaker than me.
Then what level is Forneus? No way to check. If I tried to touch Forneus's breasts, she'd rip my head off.
"Damn, who cares about that shit."
It felt like I'd been drowning and a rope appeared. After cumming for the sixth time, I slapped the cheek of Eila, whose eyes were rolled back, to bring her to her senses.
"Hey, wake up. Your lower half answers fine, so why can't your upper half answer?"
I tried everything to wake her—pinching, slapping, shaking Eila's cheeks—but Eila showed no sign of regaining consciousness. She'd climaxed dozens of times from my crude technique and passed out.
Is there any way to survive? A way to survive Forneus? Since the status window appeared as a gimmick from losing my virginity, there must be some other way to learn more about the status window.
"...Let's try everything!"
Three hours of changing positions, changing which hole I used, trying every method.
[Eila: Unconscious (4 hours).]
Eila still hadn't regained consciousness. My stamina exhausted, I sprawled on top of Eila.
"Y, you bastard."
I wasn't talking to Eila. I was talking to the status window. The only rope I'd grabbed in the darkness turned out to be a rotten rope—I'd gotten my hopes up only to have them snuffed out.
"Damn it, damn it...."
Is rebellion really the only way left? Either risk my life running away or start a rebellion.
"I can't die like this with all these regrets."
Squelch. My member was still raging inside Eila, and even unconscious, Eila repeatedly squeezed and released to receive my essence. The whole hut was filled with a sticky, sickening smell, but I couldn't think about pulling out of Eila.
"I can't die after just doing it once today."
Having tasted it once, I couldn't die after just one time. Unless I fucked so much I got sick of it, I couldn't die after just pounding today.
"Right. I can't die unfairly."
My technique might be lacking, but my physical specs don't fall behind the chieftain or Brug. Even if I'm fat, my member is just as thick and hefty.
"I'll definitely succeed and fuck Forneus."
"Who are you going to fuck?"
"You—"
Forneus stood behind me holding her nose. My heart sank, but my head snapped back at Forneus's next action.
"Fucking a human, disgusting."
Thud.
I lost consciousness still inside Eila.
***
"Familiar ceiling."
I woke up in the prison where I'd taken Eila from. I couldn't tell how much time had passed, but I was relieved to see Eila sleeping on top of my belly.
Squeeze.
I pressed Eila's breast, and soon Eila's status appeared before my eyes.
[Eila: Unconscious (9 hours).]
Seems five hours had passed since I lost consciousness and was locked in prison. I tried to pull Eila off who was still impaled on me, but couldn't move my hips because of strong restraints wrapping me and Eila.
"What's this...?"
I couldn't pull my member out. Something like a diaper I couldn't tear even with my strength held me and Eila tight together. Trying to pull my legs out was useless too.
"Useless. Lady Forneus made that restraint herself."
"Guard?"
The guard who'd opened the cell door was looking at me like garbage. I stood up, and Eila's head tilted back still impaled on me.
"Hngh."
I thrust my hips once to hold Eila in my arms, then walked to the bars. Heavy shackles hung on my ankles but weren't a problem at all, and the guard backed away from me.
"What?"
"You really asking because you don't know?"
"Ah, because of this human? Don't worry. I actually got some pretty good information."
Before passing out, Eila confessed all kinds of information to me. I didn't know why Forneus appeared before time was up, but at least I found a way to survive before the day passed.
"I want to see Lady Forneus. The information I got from this human—"
"Rok."
The chieftain appeared beyond the bars. He looked at me with a complicated expression, then grimaced when he saw Eila impaled on me.
"Why's everyone acting like this?"
"...Young orc, I'm sorry. It's largely my fault. My education was wrong."
The chieftain knelt to me. I couldn't understand why he was kneeling to me.
"I was too eager to teach warriors only to fight, I didn't teach the important thing...!"
"Don't cry while playing both parts by yourself, what's the problem? What didn't you teach?"
"...Sex education."
"What?"
The chieftain looked at me and Eila's union with an apologetic yet genuinely disgusted face.
"Even so, how could you fuck a human?"
"Ugh."
After extracting as much information as I could from the chieftain and skeleton guard, I slumped in despair.
Squelch.
My member went deeper into Eila, but I couldn't be happy about the grip.
"I'm into bestiality...."
So that's why Eila was so disgusted.
My vision went dark.
***
Eila unconscious for 11 hours.
The day of my coming-of-age ceremony arrived, and I was locked in a cage in the middle of the throne room where Forneus resided, still plugged into Eila.
"Ohoho! Look at that disgusting thing! Still happily humping a human!"
At Forneus's pointing, others laughed at me too. I took it coolly.
If this was truly a worldview where humans were seen as beasts, then I'd committed bestiality. Forneus was trying to publicly mock and execute me.
"So, what's this information you got from that human? Kyahaha!"
"Not telling."
"...What?"
"I said I'm not telling you, you leech."
I thrust my hips hard and pointed Eila at Forneus. Eila, still with her eyes rolled back and mouth open, ended up inadvertently sticking her tongue out at Forneus in mockery.
"Y, you crazy orc bastard!!"
"Heart as vast as the ocean? Bullshit. Heat up your chest and put a steak on it—it'll cook nicely front and back. Chieftain, I'm saying this right before I die, but you shouldn't do that. People gotta live honestly. Fuck, what kind of chest is that? Mine's probably bigger."
I lifted my chest, thickened with muscle. To be clear, honestly my chest was bigger than Forneus's.
"...I'll kill you."
Forneus rose from her throne. As she stirred magic and released killing intent, the dungeon's demons hurriedly bowed their heads.
"I'll kill you—!!"
Forneus leaped from the throne.
"Doesn't even jiggle. Is it a bed?"
"You pig bastard!!"
No regrets. Seems it's not just humans whose reproductive urges intensify right before death.
Spurt! I came inside Eila one last time and closed my eyes.
SLAM!
Forneus went flying. Before my eyes lay a familiar-shaped hammer and mace.
"Sorry I'm late, brother!"
A familiar back came into view.
Fuck, I almost fell for him.