"Sasamel!!! Sasamel!!!!"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!!"
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Day 600, Center City
1:00 AM, the Queen's Bedchamber
Squish, squish, squish!
"Snore… Zzzz… Mmm, zzzz!!"
"Ugh… Mmm…"
The king and queen's bare bodies lay exhausted on the bed. From any angle, it's the classic post-mission-to-make-a-heir scene.
Sasamel, still catching her breath, glanced at the king's large hand, stubbornly gripping her chest even as he slept, snoring loudly, completely out of it.
Grab… Swoosh… Slap, squish!
"....."
Grab, swoosh… Slap, squish, squish!
"Ugh…"
Me, as the queen, couldn't sleep with all the snoring and the relentless sleep-groping. I tried prying his hand off, but every time it slipped, it slid back to my chest, squeezing even harder.
Squish, grab, squish, squeeze!!
"Ah, aah! This pervy old king… Ugh…"
"Zzzzz…"
"…Asleep for real, huh?"
"Zzzz…"
Not only is he squeezing hard, but now he's fiddling like it's a game joystick…
"Sigh…"
Sasamel stared at the king's face with a wicked, heartfelt glare, but her cheeks flushed red-hot. Man, I really messed up choosing to Possess her instead of letting her die and swapping in a fake body. This weirdly thrilling feeling is starting to make Sasamel actually enjoy it.
It's mostly because I crafted this Sasamel body with 100% of my consciousness, like Tris or Grace, then merged it into her soul, blending us inseparably.
"Zzzzz~"
Squish, squish, squeeze!
"Ugh, ah…"
Can't sleep at all, huh… But this isn't bad either… His sleeping face is kinda cute.
The king's totally hooked on Sasamel, and it's getting worse. Even with her pregnant, he doesn't hold back. These days, if he has a spare moment, he's here in a flash. Hard to believe he's pushing 50.
…
Wait, how'd this turn into a husband-bragging novel!? And why does it feel like a yaoi vibe, even if it's not? Did I just call the king cute!?
Ugh, crap, everyone! I lost myself!!!
I only continued Sasamel's story because there's unfinished business! I got too caught up in the test-version Sasamel and her body!
Sorry!! …You gotta understand, with so many bodies under my 100% control, if I don't focus, like 1-2% slips, and I go full in-character…
Back to being me… I mean, me, temporarily!!! …
Get lost, you naive king!
Grab!!! Swoosh, slap, squish! …
"........"
Grab!! Swoosh… Gulp, gulp!
Phew, escaped!!
I pried his hand off and rolled away…
...
After escaping the king's (literal) clutches, I slipped into simple yet elegantly frilly sleepwear and left the bedchamber for the queen's storage room. It's a heavily locked vault, nearly impossible to breach, holding the queen's treasures and the Secret Weapon. Only two female guards stand watch (you readers know who they are, right?), and it opens with a single silly key carried by the queen herself…
Creak, creak, grind, grind!
The door, plain on the outside, transformed as I turned the key, shifting like a puzzle with blocks and gears spinning for over 20 seconds before opening.
If someone from another world saw this, they'd guess from Mars it's not of this world's tech. Totally fitting for a room holding the Secret Weapon… And get this—I can't even copy the room or the weapon inside. Crystal clear, right? It's 100% a goddess's item, no doubt about it.
Now, you might wonder how this room and the Secret Weapon, a total game-changer I mentioned before, ended up as the queen's storage. Well, with that naive king's personality, is it really surprising? A bit of feminine charm mixed with wifely authority, and she "borrowed" (read: took) the room…
Swoosh!
Alright, the door's open…
Sasamel, sporting a slight baby bump, stepped into a room as big as four basketball courts. The auto-lit lights revealed the queen's dazzling treasures—piles of gold coins and bars in the background, enough to last forever, over a thousand pieces of jewelry, legendary items (just a fraction of the king's), and right in the center… the Secret Weapon. Which looks like… a silly mirror!?
End of Chapter 90
A Silly Mirror