"Come on! How's my body look? Don't you want to touch me? Lick me? Rub against me? You can do whatever you want with my body right now! Come here, Natural Male Youth!"
Nausea rose in my throat. I wanted to look away and run immediately.
Annoying as hell, but this is my chance.
The Black Dragon struck a pose and remained motionless, though light continued to emanate from his body.
Based on his words and the atmosphere, I could roughly guess the pose's effect.
It's probably a mental attack designed to seduce men.
The feeling was disgusting, but I couldn't afford to miss this opportunity.
I slowly walked toward the Black Dragon. He didn't break or change his pose. His smile grew wider and wider.
My prediction had been correct.
"Ha ha! You've finally recognized the beauty of my physique! That's more like it!"
"..."
Recognize, my ass.
The Black Dragon's pose had no effect on me. I suspected it was due to my Mental Resistance Trait.
Clomp, clomp.
My grip tightened on the black hammer in my hand.
My plan was simple: get close to the distracted fool and smash his skull.
"Ha ha ha! Come! Come! Come!"
Twitch, twitch.
The Black Dragon's muscles writhed as if alive. The holy light emanating from his body intensified.
But I felt nothing but disgust.
"Ooh, ooh! You've come, Natural Male Youth! Your scent... it excites me so!"
The creature grinned, its tongue darting out to lick its lips. It broke its pose and reached for me. Seizing the moment, I raised my hammer.
"I am Thor!"
Crackling!
The Thunderbolt-charged hammer slammed into the creature's bald head.
"Gah?! S-Side Chest!"
The creature staggered, then quickly struck another pose.
Though one side of the Black Dragon's head was caved in and an eye had burst, my attack hadn't been entirely ineffective.
Without hesitation, I raised the hammer again and swung.
Bang!
"My hardened body won't be broken by such a paltry attack!"
His body was indeed remarkably tough. The side chest pose seemed to enhance his defensive capabilities.
"Adopting that stance was your mistake!"
The Black Dragon should have countered instead. I wouldn't be satisfied with just one attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I continued to swing the hammer relentlessly, explosive sounds echoing in all directions.
"Ugh... grrrk!"
With each strike, the Black Dragon's hardened body began to show signs of strain. His muscles gradually started to deform.
Still, if I keep pounding him like this, it might take half an hour to kill him...
Isn't there a faster, more decisive way to kill him? After a moment's contemplation, a brilliant idea flashed through my mind.
He attacks and defends by assuming poses! Conversely, if I can disrupt his poses, he won't be able to use his power!
Break the Black Dragon's poses.
That was my conclusion.
I began focusing my attacks on the fingers gripping his wrist. As the fingers shattered and loosened, the Black Dragon's pose gradually collapsed.
"A-ah, no...?! My side chest...!"
"Now's my chance!"
I struck his head with all my might, targeting the same spot I'd hit earlier.
The Black Dragon's massive, muscular body staggered before collapsing to the ground.
You have slain the Black Dragon (??? Rank)! You have earned 5,000 GK!
I shuddered as I stared at the creature's corpse. If I hadn't possessed the Mental Resistance Trait... the mere thought was terrifying.
"W-we did it," one of the female Agents stammered, rising from her seat and joining the others who were gathering around me. Despite having killed the formidable Black Dragon, their expressions remained grim.
The Black Dragon had merely been a gatekeeper guarding the Dark House.
Our true battle had yet to begin.
"...Yujin. This place is a den of monsters. Can we really do this...?" Sena asked, her voice uncharacteristically wavering. She knew it too that our victory over the Black Dragon had been pure luck.
"Don't be scared. The Black Dragon might just be exceptionally strong. The other Gays inside could be weaker."
The Black Dragon's strength might stem from its role as a gatekeeper.
I glared at the Dark House. The Deep Dark Gay must be inside. If I had my way, I wouldn't want to go in either.
"We ultimately need to kill the Gay King. How can we hope to kill him if we can't even defeat the Deep Dark Gay?"
This is just one step in the process of achieving our goal.
We cautiously navigated the Dark House's dimly lit corridors.
Contrary to its outward appearance, the Dark House felt much larger inside. This must be due to the power of the Deep Dark Gay or some other type of Gay.
Fortunately, as I had predicted, the Gays within the Dark House were not as powerful as the Black Dragon.
We hadn't even explored half of the Dark House yet, but the strength and skill of the Gays we'd encountered were only at the ??? Rank level. They were no match for us, armed with Gay Extermination Weapons.
"At this rate, we can conquer the Dark House quickly!"
The Agents couldn't hide their joy at how smoothly things were progressing.
Unlike them, I couldn't simply rejoice.
We had no information about the Dark House beyond the fact that it was the Deep Dark Gay's headquarters.
We didn't know which Gays were hiding within, how many there were, or the true extent of the Deep Dark Gay's power. With so much unknown, we couldn't afford to let our guard down just because things were going well.
We encountered a gay man in the hallway.
Unusual Gay Power detected!
The opponent is a Special Grade Gay!
Doctor Gay (????)
"Heh heh. An intruder, I see."
The middle-aged man wore a white coat and smiled kindly.
"Ugh."
I felt nauseous the moment I saw him. Doctor Gay was wearing nothing under his white coat, leaving his private parts completely exposed.
"Hmm? Are you feeling nauseous? You don't look well. Fortunately, I'm a doctor passing by. Let me examine you."
Doctor Gay pulled a stethoscope from his coat and draped it around his neck as he slowly approached me.
"K-kill him!"
The Agents wielding Gayzers simultaneously aimed at Doctor Gay and pulled the triggers.
Pew! Pew-pew-pew! Pew-pew-pew!
Black beams of energy shot forth, but they failed to penetrate the transparent barrier enveloping the doctor.
"You have no manners," Doctor Gay said irritably, his benevolent expression vanishing. "Can't you see I'm examining a patient?" He stopped walking and pulled a surgical scalpel from his coat pocket. Over a dozen scalpels were wedged between his fingers.
"Do you want my diagnosis too? But you women can't be my patients. So die."
Doctor Gay hurled the scalpels at the Agents. Gritting their teeth, the Agents dodged the projectiles, either by ducking behind walls or rolling across the floor.
Their training clearly wasn't just for show. Every agent dodged the scalpel. But it was too early to relax. Doctor Gay had already pulled another scalpel from his pocket.
"Tsk... You're making this troublesome."
I stepped forward.
Doctor Gay was sure to start throwing scalpels endlessly, just like Pink Gay throwing dildos. The only way to kill him would be to get close and smash his skull with Gay Hell.
"Patient, stay still. What's most important for you is a clean environment. We need to get rid of these pests around you."
I glanced at the agents and gave them a hand signal:
"Operation A."
Operation A.
The simplest yet most effective strategy.
I would step forward to draw Gay's attention, creating an opening for the Agents to surround and eliminate him. This tactic was viable because Gays were easily distracted by a Natural Male Youth like myself.
The only downside to this plan was that it would leave me feeling utterly disgusted.
If my disgust could lead to that bastard's death... I'd gladly endure it!
I staggered and collapsed to the floor. My acting was laughably terrible, but Doctor Gay's eyes widened in alarm.
Gays always act according to their obsessions!
Health Gays were obsessed with exercise, while Black Dragons were fixated on muscle poses. The Doctor Gay before me was undoubtedly obsessed with medical procedures. Therefore, if I could provoke him into performing a medical act, he'd take the bait easily.
"Oh no! A patient! What's wrong?!"
See? Just as I predicted, he's rushing toward me, his body swaying wildly.
"M-my body feels unwell, Doctor...!"
"Where does it hurt?! Tell me exactly what's wrong!"
I glanced around. Agents were moving silently and stealthily, slowly encircling Doctor Gay. But the doctor paid them no attention; his eyes were fixed solely on me.
I needed to stall for a few more seconds until the agents had completely surrounded him.
"Ugh... cough, cough!"
"You're coughing! Where exactly does it hurt?!"
"M-my head aches a bit... and my throat hurts too... cough!"
"Do you have a fever?"
Doctor Gay reached out to touch my forehead. I desperately jerked my head away, avoiding his touch.
"N-no fever!"
"It's difficult to make an accurate diagnosis. At least let me listen to your breathing with my stethoscope!"
My pupils flickered. I glanced around, realizing I still needed a bit more time.
"Ah, no! That won't be necessary!"
"It is necessary!"
"B-but Doctor, you're renowned for your skill! You can prescribe treatment even without a diagnosis, right?"
He nodded, lowering his hand at last.
"Hmm... Well, it's true I am quite the renowned physician."
"Exactly! As a renowned physician, you can prescribe treatment without a diagnosis! Please skip the diagnosis and just give me the prescription!"
Doctor Gay pondered my words for a moment before nodding.
"Normally, I wouldn't do this... but since the patient insists, I'll make an exception."
Doctor Gay sprang to his feet.
"Well, to be honest, there's only one prescription I can give you. No matter what illness you have or what wounds you've suffered, a single injection from my miracle syringe will cure it all."
"An injection...?"
"Yes, an injection."
I glanced at the thick syringe he had pulled from his coat and immediately understood what kind of injection he meant.
"Ugh!"
"Oh dear, your symptoms are worsening. You need that injection quickly. If you want it, roll up your sleeve!"
"N-no! You crazy bastard!"
"Hmm. Some patients have a particular aversion to injections. You seem to be one of them. No matter."
"A-are you giving up?!"
"Give up? If you don't want the injection, I won't force you. But if you expect treatment, you'll have to accept it willingly!"
"That won't happen! Kill him!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. As if on cue, the agents surrounding Doctor Gay raised their black hammers and charged forward.
"Huh?!" Doctor Gay gasped in surprise, drawing in a sharp breath. Completely surrounded, he had no escape.
Crash! Bang! Thud!
The transparent barrier protecting Doctor Gay shattered helplessly. Even a defensive shield had its limits.
With the barrier gone, he could no longer evade the hammers.
"Kaaaaaah!"
Doctor Gay collapsed to the floor. Even as he lay dying, he reached out toward me.
"A patient is right in front of you...!"
I slammed the hammer down on his outstretched hand. Crimson blood splattered.
"From where I'm standing, you're the one who looks like the patient."
"I... I can't inject myself...! Gah!"
With a final gasp, Doctor Gay's body slumped lifelessly.
You have killed Doctor Gay (???? Rank)! You have earned 2000 GK!
I stood up and brushed my chest. If I had been alone without the Agents, Doctor Gay might have gotten the better of me. The mere thought sent shivers down my spine.
"Operation A is the best! Nothing works better than this!" Sena shouted gleefully. In contrast, a sigh escaped my lips.
"It works well enough... even if it's mentally exhausting me to death."