Netori King: I Will NTR Everyone!

Chapter 13: Chapter13-I Will make her my slave!

He was famously known as "Shadow Stalker" by both the hunters and the government.

Inside the human domain, he maintained a friendly facade, deceiving everyone, including his own father, with his Oscar-worthy acting skills.

However, little did anyone know that...

Behind the mask of kindness lay a truly evil nature.

But, I have to admit, even that guy did not expect his death to be like this, to be killed by the very being he summoned. How sad... For that guy, of course. For me, it was a good thing.

While I was busy in my thoughts, Diana suddenly said to me, "Hey, I just noticed something strange about you..."

I snapped back to reality, my expression as neutral as usual. "What?"

She looked at me intently, her eyes narrowing. "Where is your watch?"

'Urghh, shit, I forgot.'

In this world, inside humanity's haven, everyone must wear a watch given by the government.

This smartwatch monitors the wearer's actions and determines whether they've broken any laws.

It was due to this watch that they were able to detect the murder committed by Michael in the past.

According to the government's orders, anyone not wearing this watch or wearing a fake one will be killed by government-controlled agencies.

The big question is, how do these agencies know who is or isn't wearing the watch?

The government created a smartphone that can track anyone wearing a fake watch or not wearing a watch within a 150-kilometer radius.

These phones are given to association members to locate, capture, and kill any violators.

However, these rules don't apply outside humanity's haven, where monsters roam.

This is why the previous body owner could do anything freely outside the haven.

Now, back to Anna's question.

I took out a blue color smartwatch from my pants pocket and showed it to her. "Oh, here it is," I said. "I just took it off so it wouldn't fall off while I was fighting monsters. It's a bit loose."

Anna just glanced at the watch and then ignored me, just like before.

Lia, however, looked at me and smiled for apparently no reason.

Maybe she smiled to keep me from getting frustrated with her sister.

I had taken this smartwatch from that guy's dead body when I was searching his body, hoping to find something useful.

I didn't find much, but then I noticed the watch.

I didn't know how it worked since its mechanism was different from those in my previous world.

I also took it because I liked its color. Back in my world, I loved to collect watches.

They weren't expensive, but I still loved them.

Thank God I took this watch. If not, I would have been in huge trouble when entering Ambrosia.

We kept walking for over an hour and, surprisingly, didn't encounter any monsters.

This was probably because we were still on the outskirts of the jungle. Finally, we arrived at a massive wall.

I was amazed at how huge it was.

These walls were even bigger than the ones in my favorite anime, "Alert on Titan." Or "AOT."

I couldn't help but wonder: how did they build this?

To me, this world felt just like the "Attack on Titan" world, except instead of Titans, people here have to deal with monsters.

The only difference is that the technology might be more advanced.

Otherwise, everything else is the same.

In front of us stood a huge door made of titanium, designed to keep monsters from easily breaking through.

The door looked to be about 30 feet tall.

Beside this massive door was a smaller, roughly 10-foot-long door, also made of titanium.

I also noticed several CCTV cameras beside both doors, silently watching our every move.

Lia and Anna approached the smaller door, and I followed them.

I noticed a small scanner beside the door.

I saw Anna tap her watch and then place her hand in front of the scanner. The scanner checked her watch, made a "Triiing!" sound, and showed a green light, meaning she passed the scan. Lia did the same thing next.

Both sisters looked at me, and the atmosphere got tense. Even the cameras turned toward me.

Anna broke the silence with a frustrated voice, "Hey, how much longer are you going to wait? Go check it out!"

It was my first time using the scanner, and I was really nervous.

I didn't want to get caught by it. I could only hope it wouldn't detect anything wrong, or I'd be in big trouble.

Slowly, I moved toward the scanner, tapped my watch, and placed my right hand, wearing the smartwatch, in front of it.

A red light appeared from the scanner and started to scan my watch.

Beads of sweat fell from my head and other parts of my body. I was so nervous.

After a few agonizing seconds, I heard a "Triiing!" sound, and a green light showed up on the scanner. I finally felt relieved... I had passed the scan.

Suddenly, another sound was heard, and the door in front of me began to open slowly. After a few seconds, it finally opened up.

As the door swung open, I took a deep breath and walked inside, with Anna and Lia right behind me.

The air in there felt strange, kind of clean compared to the dampness of the jungle.

The place was huge, with machines humming and people talking in the distance.

Lia came up to me and asked softly, "Michael, why were you so tense when the scanner was scanning your watch?"

I hadn't expected her to ask this question, which caught me off guard. Usually, it was Anna who asked these kinds of things.

But I knew this question was coming sooner or later.

I sighed and said, "Well, you see, my daggers were broken to pieces when I fought that imposter, and those daggers were a special gift from my dad. So, when the scanner was checking my watch, I realized I might get punished by my dad for not being cautious about the daggers. That's why I was nervous and scared to meet him."

Of course, this was a lie. There was no way Michael's father would give him something as a gift.

After Michael's mom died, his dad stopped even mentioning his birthdays, so Michael had to celebrate alone with his butler.

Michael cared about his butler the most, even after he turned into a psychopath.

Sometimes, I wondered if Michael's real dad was actually his butler, considering how much love Michael felt from him.

And as for the daggers, Michael had plenty of money to buy top-notch weapons, so there was no reason for his dad to give him any as a gift.

But I think his dad should have still given him something. In my opinion, his dad didn't step up when his son needed him the most.

Lia comforted me by patting my shoulder and saying, "Don't stress. My dad never even considers scolding me, even if I accidentally break something valuable to him. So, I'm confident your dad won't punish you either."

I managed a weak smile, appreciating her attempt to comfort me.

Now that I reflect on it, I've never really inquired about their background, not just their names but where they come from. I've only seen them as random girls caught up in Michael's situation.

As we walked forward, a group of people wearing what seemed like military uniforms approached us, bowing their heads respectfully. One of them asked, "How was your night, Little Mistress?"

Anna glanced at them and replied sarcastically, "Nothing much, just this pervert was disturbing us," pointing her finger at me.

I was utterly confused about what was happening.

Suddenly, those soldiers changed their stance, aiming their rifles at me.

The room's atmosphere tensed up, with everyone's eyes fixed on us.

The soldiers' hands slowly moved toward the triggers, and my heart pounded faster with each passing moment.

Just when it seemed like they were about to fire, Lia intervened, saying, "Don't, sister is just joking."

The tension dissolved, and the soldiers turned to Anna, who casually remarked, "Yeah, I was just joking."

Relieved, I watched as the soldiers lowered their rifles.

For a moment, I thought I was done for. I saw my life flash before my eyes at the sight of those rifles pointed in my direction.

Finally, when they put down their weapons, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I shot a glare at Anna, silently vowing to retaliate if I ever got the chance.

'Fuck, I swear If I ever get the chance, I will make her my slave.'

No, no, a cum dumpster.

I will fuck her day and night, break her mind and do everything I can.

She really pissed me off.

Lia turned to me and asked, "Michael, are you okay?" I replied in a panting voice, "Hmm, I'm fine."

She then inquired, "You must have been scared, right?" I touched the back of my head and admitted, "Yeah, I was scared."

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