"No. No way. That… that can't be possible, right?"
The holographic screen in front of him flickered again as if it were reading his thoughts.
[The Enhancement Pill can improve any physical trait the host desires.]
Leonard's lips parted slightly. A mischievous grin crept across his face.
"Holy shit… it is possible."
He just sat there frozen for a moment. He was in disbelief and somehow tempted to try it.
"Let's think about this logically," he whispered into the air as he held the pill close to his face.
"If I pick my looks, then I'll be pretty good-looking. If I pick my muscles, then maybe I can be a giga chad. Maybe my height? But I'm already pretty tall. However, this… this would be… legendary."
Leonard swallowed hard, his grin widening.
In the past, it used to be his insecurity. He wasn't… blessed in that area. Still, he was great.
As the saying goes, it's not about the size of the ship, it's about the motion of the ocean. Still, he who tries to cross the Atlantic in a rowboat is most likely to fail.
"No one… absolutely no one would see this coming. Forget my face, forget my muscles. This is the ultimate investment."
Leonard opened the container. He stared at the red pill like it was the forbidden fruit. His pulse raced as he lifted it toward his mouth.
"Fuck it," he muttered with a shameless smirk.
"Big Leonard, here we come."
And with that, he tossed the pill onto his tongue and swallowed it.
The pill slid down his throat, leaving a faint warmth in its trail.
For a split second, nothing happened.
"Huh? That's it? No glowing aura? No—"
[Enhancement Pill consumed.]
[Processing Enhancement Request…]
[Selected Trait: Reproductive Organ.]
Leonard froze.
"Wait. You didn't have to write it out like that."
The system ignored him.
[Enhancement process starting…]
[Please Stand by.]
And then it hit him.
A sudden heat shot downward, like all the blood in his body had decided to take a detour on it. His eyes bulged as he gripped the mattress.
"Wh-woah! Woah woah woah—what the f*ck is this!?"
The bed creaked violently as Leonard squirmed, his face contorting somewhere between agony and ecstasy. The warmth grew hotter, and its pain was starting to get over him.
[15%…]
Leonard gasped out loud as he saw the progress. He was already sweating across his forehead.
"Fif—fifteen percent!? You mean this is only the start?!"
He slapped a hand over his crotch instinctively. The sensation was insane. It was as if there was molten iron being poured into it, shaping him from the inside out.
[37%…]
The bed thumped against the wall as Leonard jolted. He bit down hard on his lip to stop himself from screaming.
"Holy shitttt…! Am I… am I gonna explode?!"
[62%…]
Now the pain was unbearable. The mattress sagged oddly beneath him as he tried to stop himself from shouting in pain.
"Is this what puberty on steroids feels like?!"
[84%…]
The heat began to subside now, leaving behind a heavy and powerful presence that Leonard swore he hadn't been there before. He sat there trembling. He was clutching the sheets like he just had a mind-blowing load.
Finally…
[Enhancement 100% complete.]
[Congratulations! Your reproductive organ has been permanently enhanced.]
Leonard was dumbfounded as he collapsed backward on the bed. He was panting like he had just run a marathon. His chest rose and fell as the last feeling of pain disappeared completely.
[Note: Host should avoid getting hard in public settings. Risk of shock is extremely high.]
"What the fuck?" His face paled as he saw those words. Still, his lips curved upward as his eyes darted back at the thing between his pants. His grin stretched from ear to ear.
"D-damn…" His voice cracked with disbelief.
He just created a monster!
It was really a big Leonard!
Leonard laughed out loud. It was not just any laugh. It was an unholy villainous laugh that echoed off the old wooden walls of the guesthouse. He covered his mouth when he realized that he was too loud.
"Ohhh… they're not ready for me. Nobody's ready for me."
Leonard was still lying on his bed. He was still laughing alone while making some weird sounds out of happiness.
What he didn't know was that just behind his room, two shadows had frozen mid-step.
It was the innkeeper with his bushy mustache tucked under a piece of clothing to cover half his face, and an employee of his. They were frozen in place, unmoving.
They had been walking silently outside. The plan was simple. They would just wait there patiently so they could slip into Leonard's room once he fell asleep or took a bath.
However, they were traumatized by what they heard.
The squeaks of the bed slamming on the wall, the gasping cries, and the curses and grunts.
The two men looked at each other's eyes through their masks.
"What the hell is he doing in there?" The other person whispered, his voice was horrified.
The innkeeper's mustache twitched beneath his mask, his expression twisted in absolute disgust.
"By the saints… I thought he was rich. I didn't know he was… this kind of degenerate."
They face crumpled as they imagined the intensity of whatever ungodly thing was happening inside.
The friend slowly stepped backward, shaking his head.
"Boss… I'm not doing this. I'm not going in there. What if he's in the middle of something? That's… ugh."
The innkeeper's face scrunched up, too.
"We just wanted his money, damn it. Not… to interrupt him while he's… doing that."
Leonard's bed squeaked violently again, and then another laugh echoed.
"Bwahahaha!"
The two masked men went rigid. Their jaws dropped open as they heard more laughing and squeaking from the bed inside. The disgust on their face deepened into horror.
Slowly, they walked back. They were careful not to make a sound.
"Forget it. Forget the coins. I don't care if he's carrying a hundred silvers. I'm not going in there while he's doing that!"