Otherworld Destruction Gallery

[‘PureAndProperLady’ has requested a barter.]

[Trade Item: Succubus Horn]

“What the…”

I took a closer look at the image.

It indeed looked like the four horns I’d seen in PureAndProperLady’s selfie.

Head Moderator☆: No way, are these really your horns?

PureAndProperLady: (Proof photo showing the cut marks on her head)

(An image of her looking up with teary eyes)

ㅠ3ㅠ

It still stings…

Head Moderator☆: Are you even allowed to cut these?

PureAndProperLady: It’s okay. They’ll grow back if I eat well.

Anyway! It’ll be helpful for you, Head Mod.

[Would you like to proceed with the trade?]

“Hm…”

Ever since being transported to this otherworld, I’d been pondering this seriously.

While I’d traded for furniture like beds and lights, it seemed wrong to accept such suspicious items.

However, before I knew it, the delivery was already complete.

“Wow, it really is a horn.”

How could something like this grow from a head?

As I inspected the horn, about the size of my thumb, the system suddenly began to analyze it.

[Lilian’s Horn]

A horn of a unique succubus who is the only virgin among her kind.

It contains the special mana of Lilian, who preferred hiding over standing out.

Effect: It renders the user’s location untraceable within a casted space.

“Whoa.”

The effect was exactly what I needed.

It could counteract the tracking attempts that otherworldly troublemakers so frequently tried on me.

Head Moderator☆: FavorAccountDryer! FavorAccountDryer! FavorAccountDryer! FavorAccountDryer!

PureAndProperLady: ?! Do… do you really like it that much?

Head Moderator☆: I trust you, SuccMan…

PureAndProperLady: I’m grateful, but… I’d appreciate it if you’d use the correct name…

“Why would she give me something so precious…”

But I couldn’t understand why the likable, established user who always posted lewd pictures and then ran away quickly gave this kind of gift.

I couldn’t recall doing anything particularly nice for her.

Head Moderator☆: But why are you helping me?

PureAndProperLady: Hmm… Head Mod, do you know why I post those NSFW pictures, even though I dislike it?

“Whoa.”

The sudden question left me speechless.

Everyone in the gallery found it strange, but no one had asked the reason.

For her to bring it up so directly…

Head Moderator☆: I believe in respecting various tastes.

PureAndProperLady: ^ㅡ^; It’s not a preference.

This is a matter of survival.

We feed on pleasure, and since the world ended, there’s been less to sustain us…

Head Moderator☆: Um…

Succubus sustained themselves on pleasure.

For example, things like alcohol, gambling, drugs, and cigarettes.

But with the world’s collapse, all of that had vanished.

The only way left was to post NSFW images in the gallery, and feed on the desires those pictures generated.

PureAndProperLady: But recently, I haven’t had to do that, thanks to you, Head Mod.

Head Moderator☆: ? Oh, don’t tell me—

That’s when I realized.

Why PureAndProperLady’s frequency of NSFW posts had been declining.

Head Moderator☆: …Is it because I’ve been selling alcohol?

PureAndProperLady: ^^ Exactly. I’m always grateful.

“Ah! Horn! Damn!”

Head Moderator☆: So the reason you’re not posting NSFW pictures anymore… is all because of me!!!

PureAndProperLady: …^^;

Head Moderator☆: Can I return the horn?

PureAndProperLady: >< Don’t joke.

Head Moderator☆: It’s not a joke, I’m serious.

PureAndProperLady: ?

Anyway, Lilian’s horn was a divine gift, and I was invincible.

After hearing PureAndProperLady’s story, I became more convinced that the prohibition was the right path…

“But that’s that, and this is this.”

Troublemakers trying to disrupt the gallery still needed to be dealt with.

Title: It’s me, and I’ve updated the marketplace

I took the first step toward purging the gallery of nuisances.

Title: Whoa, what’s with this chicken feet?

(A picture of deliciously spicy red chicken feet)

The texture is insane.

It’s spicy, but deliciously so.

And the chewiness is so surprising, I keep wanting more; is this even possible?

Who knew you could make something like this with chicken feet?

[Comments: 7]

– I’m more intrigued by these skewers. It’s amazing how grilling alone makes them taste so good.

ㄴ Try it with dried fish jerky, it’s the goat.

ㄴ (Image of beautifully grilled dried fish jerky)

ㄴ Author) Wow, looks delicious;

– Every time the Adrian Empire screws up, the Head Mod is like a great god;;

ㄴ The Head Mod is truly lovable.

ㄴ For real, I just want to kiss him;

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) No no;

Title: Finally bought it!!!!!

(Crispy fried chicken picture)

(A dynamic image of someone tearing into the chicken wildly)

I always missed out because the marketplace sold out so fast.

Finally bought it, damn it, I’m so happy!!!!!

Dad came over asking why I was acting crazy, but after one bite, he was just like me, lol.

Ah, lol, Head Mod, I love you so much.

Come over~ Smack~ Kiss~~

– So, you’re the one who’s always like, “Ah! Damn!”

– But seriously, why do people always harass the Head Mod even though he treats them well? lol

ㄴ Author) Well~ I love the Head Mod~ He’s my god~

Top Concept Post: But… but something’s missing;

(Image of well-grilled dried fish jerky)

(The golden sight of perfectly grilled chicken)

(A set of three skewers)

This really is the best ㅇㅇ

I have no complaints, but something… something’s lacking.

Ah… if only there was alcohol…

I just can’t shake the thought;

Upvotes: 999+ / Downvotes: 52

ㄴ For real; I want a drink, ah…

ㄴ Hey, Crown Prince!

ㄴ Seriously, it’s just joat, through and through.

*

“Oh… that damn Head Mod!”

“Sire, please calm yourself.”

“Count, how can you remain calm looking at this situation!”

“Hmm…”

It was only the first week of the prohibition.

As signs of rebellion and the threat of war emerged, Frederick summoned Duke Isaac.

With an overwhelming army, the rebellion was initially suppressed, and foreign nations dared not interfere.

As usual, he kept dissent in check through force.

But even that was no longer possible.

“To think he would stoop to such petty tricks to insult me!”

The Head Mod had flooded the marketplace with side dishes that called for alcohol.

Unlike the common folk who merely drank, Frederick, having lived a life of luxury, recognized the true purpose of these items immediately.

“Does the Head Mod not fear for his life?”

Even though I’d sent a warning beforehand, he dared to pull such a cheap stunt.

At that moment, Abel, the count in charge of the capital’s defense, rushed in urgently.

“Your Majesty, there’s trouble!”

“What is it?”

“A fully armed Dwarf army is circling the city walls!”

“What?!”

A lifetime without alcohol versus dying tomorrow.

For Dwarves, the choice was overwhelmingly in favor of the latter.

They were serious about their drink, unlike other races who only talked about going to war.

“…Those damn Dwarves!”

“That’s not all, Your Majesty. There’s also unrest brewing within the imperial palace. If this continues, the signs of suppressed rebellion may resurface.”

“Phew.”

Frederick’s brow furrowed deeply.

“So, the Head Mod wants to play this way?”

Finally, Frederick let out a heavy sigh and began to compose a message in the gallery.

Title: Listen up, Head Mod

Author: Frederick

Due to the recent policy, I can sense the hardships our people are facing.

I am not unaware of your scheming actions, but I will tolerate it for now.

Release 10,000 units of alcohol in the marketplace to satisfy the citizens of my Adrian Empire.

“Please, do not worry, Your Majesty.”

“I know. For now, I’ll act like I’m conceding, but afterward, we’ll capture and lock up the Head Mod.”

The Head Mod was a weapon just by existing.

Whichever race could claim him would rule the world.

If he failed to understand the warning, we’d capture him by force, if necessary.

Frederick toyed with the tracking magic artifact in his hand.

Title: It’s me

Why is this troublemaker giving orders? LOL

Buddy, if you mess with me, I’ll smack your left hand to the afterlife and your right hand to sleep, LOL.

Ugh, makes me want to hit him, LOL.

Upvotes: 999+ / Downvotes: 1

ㄴ LOL this guy is legendary

ㄴ As expected, only the Head Mod tells it like it is

ㄴ That’s so refreshing~

ㄴ LOL, total legend

Crack.

“Duke Isaac.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Isaac, who had quickly left a downvote, met Frederick’s gaze.

Frederick was activating the tracking magic artifact.

“Oh, Your Majesty! That’s the only artifact of its kind in the empire! Please proceed with more caution…!”

“I’ll personally capture the Head Mod.”

Flash!

The artifact shattered as the system displayed a message.

[Activating Location Tracking.]

[Location Tracking Failed.]

“What?”

However, nothing happened.

The Head Mod never showed off when he was at a disadvantage.

The Head Mod was truly the embodiment of “strong against the weak, weak against the strong!”

While Frederick stood dumbfounded, a new top concept post appeared before him.

Top Concept Post: LOL, Crown Prince Troublemaker, did you use the artifact?

(A character illustration of a dumpling character with mouth wide open)

LOL, the Empire’s magic artifact, yummy.

Upvotes: 999+ / Downvotes: 3

ㄴ Wait, so he actually used it?

ㄴ This is… the Empire’s Crown Prince?

ㄴ No one’s a bigger loser than this guy;

ㄴ Crown Prince! Just step down already! Let me rule the country properly!

“This… that damned Head Mod!!!”

Frederick erupted in fury, stomping out of his seat, unaware of the new reply that had just appeared in the top concept post.

ㄴ Diehard Vampire★) Warning to the Golden Boy. Don’t mess around anymore.

ㄴ .

ㄴ Diehard Vampire★) What’s going on now?

ㄴ (Dumpling character tapping gently)

ㄴ Oh, even if I tap, I’m not dying.

ㄴ LOL, what’s this guy doing in the middle of all this?

ㄴ Just testing comment responses for the Scary Tale mod.

“Deploy the army within and beyond the gallery to capture the Head Mod immediately.”

“Your Majesty, no! The Empire’s condition is not favorable. Even if you capture him, this would make the entire continent our enemy.”

“I don’t care! I will never forget the humiliation I felt today!!”

For Frederick, this was his first time enduring such an insult.

Especially since the Emperor’s passing, the very existence of the gallery—where commoners and peasants criticized him—filled him with disdain.

Initially, he intended to use it to his advantage.

But now, he no longer cared.

“Head Mod, I will make sure to… Huh?”

Before he could finish his words, a new post with zero upvotes appeared in the concept posts.

“This…!”

Duke Isaac’s eyes widened as much as they possibly could.

It was the phenomenon he’d only heard rumors about—the appearance of a post with zero upvotes in the concept posts.

As he clicked on it in shock, the post contained only a single photo and a brief line.

Top Concept Post: The view of the Imperial Palace, isn’t this amazing

Author: Diehard Vampire★

(A photo taken from the top of the imperial palace, with the palace beneath their feet)

Isn’t this amazing?

Thinking about moving here.

Upvotes: 0 / Downvotes: 0

[Comments: 444]

– Aaaahhh!!!

– Eeeeek!!!

– Gulp…

“…Duke Isaac.”

“…Yes.”

“…Let’s just pretend this never happened.”

Just as Frederick was about to abuse his power like a madman, he found himself faced with true lunacy and quickly retracted.

Meanwhile, in a warehouse of a restaurant in the Kingdom of Kelton…

“What is this?”

[‘Frederick’ has requested a barter!]

[Trade Item: ???]

A new barter request had arrived.