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Chapter 29: Wild Bell-kun and the Supporter (R-18)
The fever gripping Orario had reached a breaking point. It wasn't just the "bored gods" anymore; the explosive popularity of the Laurier-Bell "Pure Love" volume had infected every corner of the Labyrinth City, from the high spires of Babel to the grimiest taverns of the East Main Street. But as the masses swooned over the romantic epic, a subculture of degenerate deities and chronically frustrated adventurers began to voice a frantic, sweaty concern: "Is the 'God-tier Author' going soft? Is she abandoning the smut for all-ages sunshine and rainbows?".
Liliruca Arde, sitting in the sanctuary of her room at the Hearth Mansion, clutched the newest release with white-knuckled intensity. Beside her, Sanjouno Haruhime watched with wide, apprehensive eyes.
"To be honest... part of me was actually hoping for more of that sweet, innocent lovey-dovey stuff between me and Bell-sama," Lili whispered, her gaze lingering on the cover.
"Lili-sama, look at that cover art," Haruhime cautioned, her voice trembling. "This is a 'Spring' book through and through. And it looks... much more intense than the last one".
The cover was a direct assault on the senses. Instead of the polished, white "Light-Flicker" armor the world associated with the Little Rookie, this Bell was clad in rugged, charcoal-black leather—an outlaw look that screamed of the back alleys and the dark. His silver hair was a mess of sharp tangles, and the eyes peering through the fringe were narrow, predatory, and burning with a cold, masculine hunger. The illustration captured him mid-action: his hand was clamped firmly under Lili's chin, tilting her small face upward with a rough authority, a heartbeat away from a possessive, silencing kiss.
"Let's just... read it," Lili declared, her competitive fire ignited. "Who knows? It might be even more passionate—more of a 'real' bond—than that hateful Laurier Sual's book!".
Given the thickness of the spine, I doubt it's an epic hero tale, Haruhime thought, though she kept the observation to herself.
"Haruhime-sama? Did you just think something rude?"
"N-No! Not at all! Please, turn the page!"
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The story opens in the oppressive, humid depths of a mid-level dungeon floor. The atmosphere is heavy with the scent of ozone and cooling monster blood. Standing amidst a pile of dissolving ash is the "Wild" version of Bell, his presence radiating a chilling, detached dominance that makes the air feel thin.
『There. The monsters are dead. Stop standing around and pick up the stones.』
『Y-Yes... sorry, Bell-sama...』
In the manga, the illustrated Lili scrambles to gather the drops, but the sheer, heavy pressure of Bell's gaze makes her fingers go numb. She fumbles a particularly large magic stone, and it clatters across the damp stone floor, rolling to a stop right at Bell's feet.
『Lili. What exactly do you think you're doing?』
Bell doesn't move to help. He simply looks down at her, his eyes pinning her in place like a butterfly on a board. He reaches down, slowly plucking the stone from the floor with a grip that suggests he's imagining her neck instead.
『We're going to decide on your punishment the moment we hit the surface.』
『Ugh... yes...』
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"T-This is... this isn't like Bell-sama at all! This treatment is—it's borderline abusive!" Haruhime cried out, her tail puffing up in distress.
"Is it? It's certainly a 'new' side of him, but Lili doesn't hate this flavor," Lili replied, her eyes glued to the panel. "Back when Lili was just a disposable supporter for scum Familias, I worked for bastards who would grind my fingers into the dirt if I dropped a stone. Compared to them, a Bell-sama who picks up the stone himself is practically a saint".
"Lili-sama... the darkness of your past is... it's making me tear up..."
In the manga, the pair returns to the surface, but they don't head for the Hearth Mansion. Instead, they cut through the side streets of the Entertainment District, walking straight into a high-end inn. Once the door is locked behind them, the "Wild" Bell produces a small, silk-wrapped package and tosses it to Lili.
『I-Is this... okay, Bell-sama?』
『Yeah. It'll look perfect on you.』
The reveal is a masterclass in scandalous draftsmanship. Lili is depicted in a "Dangerous Swimsuit"—a construction of black lace and strategically placed straps that emphasize every alluring curve of her petite body. Though she is a Palum, the artist has captured her femininity with a terrifyingly effective clarity.
『Now... come over here.』
Bell lies back on the bed, still half-clad in his black gear. In a series of close-up panels, Lili begins to remove his armor piece by piece, her movements trembling but devoted. Once he is bare, she applies a generous amount of thick, scented lotion and begins a "healing massage"—though her hands roam with an intensity that has nothing to do with muscle fatigue.
"MI-MI-KOKOKOOONNN!!? That—that isn't a massage! Her hands are—they're everywhere!" Haruhime shrieked, her face glowing like a forge.
"Haruhime-sama, hush! But... I see. This is... very educational," Lili murmured, her eyes wide as she took mental notes. "Next time Bell-sama comes home exhausted from a floor run, Lili will have to 'apply' these techniques personally".
"Lili-sama!? Please tell me you aren't being serious!?"
But the passion on the page was already reaching its crescendo.
『That's enough, Lili. Since you were such a clumsy little supporter today, I think you'd better work off your debt with your body instead♡』
『Understood... Bell-sama...♡』
Bell's "Magic Sword"—already legendary in the rumors of Orario—is depicted in its full, combat-ready state. To a small Palum, it is a staggering, almost impossible challenge. As they connect, Lili's midsection is shown with a deep, meaningful bulge, as if his essence is physically reshaping her.
『It's tight for a little body like yours, isn't it? I'll go slow until I've stretched you out properly♡』
『Fwah...♡ Bell... sama...っ!』
Lili leans over him, her face a dazed mask of sensory overload. She offers her lips, and the "Wild" Bell doesn't gently accept; he grabs her chin and claims them with a rough, possessive intensity that leaves her gasping.
"Kyaa! This wild Bell-sama is a feast! A total masterpiece!" Lili panted, her own breath becoming uneven.
"Ngh—"
Haruhime, her innocent mind unable to withstand the atmospheric pressure of the "Wild" persona, felt her vision swim. With a soft "Kyun," she collapsed backward onto the bed, her eyes spinning as she checked out of reality.
"Honestly, this repressed little fox goddess..."
Lili used her Level 2 strength to comfortably arrange the unconscious Haruhime before returning to her solo study of the manuscript.
The book concluded after a third round of "post-Dungeon training," shifting from raw heat to a quiet, lingering warmth. Bell and Lili are shown sleeping in a tangle of limbs, but in the final sequence, Lili opens her eyes. She carefully moves Bell's arm so it drapes across her, effectively forcing him to embrace her in his sleep, and buries her face into the heat of his broad chest.
『Hehe... Bell-sama...♡』
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"Mufu... I thought it was just a service-and-submission book, but it actually ended on a pure-love high note! Not bad... not bad at all, but...!!".
Lili felt a gnawing, competitive dissatisfaction. The "Wild" Bell was a thrill, but it didn't have the impact of the volume that had shocked the city just days prior. Laurier Sual's book—the one with no sex but a massive, sweeping romantic narrative—had been like a five-tier 'Hyper-Dungeon-Sand' cake. This was just a snack.
"I can't reclaim the #1 spot on the Guild's 'Best Match for the Rabbit-Foot' ranking with just a cuddle!".
If she wanted to topple Laurier and her "Prince of the Forest" narrative, she needed more than just a naughty inn scene. She needed an epic.
I have to catch that 'God-tier Author,' Lili realized, her eyes narrow and predatory. I'll force her to draw an 'Ultra-Sweet-Heart-Throbbing-Heroic' tale featuring me and Bell-sama!.
But the task was monumental. The artist had outrun a first-class warrior during the Great Feud. Lili would need Haruhime's Level Boost and a flawless ambush plan just to stand a chance of catching her cloak.
"Agh, enough! What is Lili supposed to do?!!?"
Clutching her head, the little supporter let out a cry of frustration, her mind already weaving a ruthless web of plot points for her own future "Heroic Romance".
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