Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 49: 11th Floor: Fire The insane sex concert came to a successful close, and I was collapsed next to the Deputy Warden.
Semen was shamefully trickling from both of my holes. My expression was completely zoned out, and my body twitched and trembled intermittently.
"Hoh... what a truly lewd bitch."
The Deputy Warden, looking intrigued by my lewd body, approached and casually stroked my ass.
Stroke...
A sensation that was both chilling and pleasant.
"Hngh, hnnngh...."
"A nice ass."
But he didn't seem to have any intention of raping me.
'Is this bastard impotent...?'
He continued to touch my ass for a moment before sitting down on it.
"Kuh.... you're heavy..."
"Everyone, silence!! I will now carry out the execution of the remaining prisoner!!"
As the Deputy Warden spoke in a loud voice, the concert-like atmosphere of the hall turned icy cold.
And here was a man who sensed it was his turn.
A man with a sack over his head, dressed in a prison uniform, and handcuffed behind his back.
"Huuuk.... P-please, spare me!! Deputy Warden... Please, i-it was a mistake!!"
He cried out, his voice trembling with terror, on the verge of a scream.
But,
"That won't do. I can't be the one to break the rules I've set. Haven't I told you time and time again? Do not harm the female prisoners. Male prisoners are a dime a dozen. Do you think it's easy to find female prisoners?"
The Deputy Warden got off my ass and approached him. He pulled off the sack and checked the man's face.
"Berhendi... For a man on death row, you've lived about eight years longer than you should have. Still, since I know your face, I'll make it painless."
"Ah... Deputy Warden...!! Deputy Warden!!!"
"Farewell."
When the Deputy Warden stretched out his hand, the man's body was caught by telekinesis and began to rise.
'Crazy... No way...?'
His body floated up into the air like a balloon, and before long, it reached the building's ceiling.
As the Deputy Warden withdrew his arm, the man began to free-fall toward the ground.
'Ugh...'
I turned my head away.
A moment later, a desperate scream grew louder and louder, until... SPLAT!! The sound of a human head bursting.
And about a second later, I heard the sound of blood splattering and then raining down in all directions.
Patter-patter-patter!!
The air in the detention center, which had been filled with heat just moments before, turned cold. No one dared to speak. After witnessing the death, the Deputy Warden turned without a word and slowly walked away.
No one spoke until he had left.
Creeak, thud!
*
A short while later, the body was cleaned up, and everyone returned to their cells.
I stopped by the infirmary for treatment, and by the time I came out, breakfast was already over.
Still, it seemed they had plenty of food here. When I told a guard I was hungry, he gave me three hamburgers.
"Crazy bitch... You really are a psycho, aren't you...?"
I had brought the hamburgers back to my cell and was eating quietly when the blonde delinquent bitch came over to pick a fight.
"What."
'Don't bother me while I'm eating.'
I pulled the two still-wrapped hamburgers closer to my chest and glared at her warily.
"No, I don't care about that... But how on earth did you escape?"
A flicker of life appeared in her eyes. She was trying to hide it, but I could see a burning emotion deep within them.
'Hmm...'
I sensed my surroundings.
One guard nearby—the one who brought me the hamburgers. Two women in this cell pretending to do other things while eavesdropping on our conversation. Several male prisoners passing by our cell, trying to make eye contact because they wanted to mate with me.
'Not yet.'
"Just got lucky."
"What? Do you really think that makes any..."
Wink!
I gave a sign with my eyes to the clueless girl, darting them from side to side as if to tell her to look around.
"..."
"Haha! You really were lucky!! Totally!!"
'One potential ally.'
The official strategy for the 11th Floor's trial is to slowly gather forces and start a rebellion in the detention center.
That's why you need party members to help incite the others; it's designed to be nearly impossible to escape through brute force alone.
What if I hadn't gone to the bathroom on the first day and had tried to break through with force? Could I have escaped?
'Sigh... I don't know. This is harder than I thought.'
The modern firearms are a problem, and that Deputy Warden bastard is no joke either.
I still can't forget the feeling of helplessness when my body was bound by his telekinesis.
No matter how lenient they are with women, they wouldn't let a bitch who killed a guard live.
It might have actually been a good thing that my first escape attempt led me into the bathroom trap.
'I need to make a plan.'
Before long, it was lunchtime, and everyone headed to the cafeteria.
'I'll recruit some useful people while I eat.'
The lunch menu was steak.
Chomp!!
I took a huge bite.
*
After finishing my meal, I quickly returned to my cell.
This is bad...
'Crazy bastards... How much aphrodisiac did they put in the food?'
My body was burning up. My pussy was dripping wet, desperate to be fucked by a dick right now.
My sensitized body got turned on by the mere touch of my clothes and underwear.
I felt like I was gradually losing my mind.
The other three women seemed to be in a similar state. They locked the iron bars and were quietly masturbating under their blankets to endure it.
Men outside were calling for us to have sex with them, but I ignored them, got under my own blanket, and started fiddling with my pussy to relieve myself and endure.
"Hnngh... haah...!"
'This place is insane... If I stay here, I'm really going to become a woman crazy for dick....'
I skipped dinner.
I was starving, but I felt like I wouldn't be able to control myself if I ate dinner.
The guards seemed to know that this was a normal reaction for new female inmates. They didn't say anything, just smiled and told us to rest.
But they didn't give us any food.
'This is impossible... There's no time to gather allies and prepare for a major move.'
My pussy was still tingling.
'It seems like they at least serve normal food for breakfast...'
I considered waiting until tomorrow, but no. The more time passes, the more disadvantageous it becomes.
And I felt that once I was completely steeped in aphrodisiacs and pleasure, I would never be able to escape.
'Only one ally...'
It wouldn't be easy even if all the prisoners rose up, but I only have one... It feels like I'm playing on self-imposed hard mode.
First, completely winning her over is the best I can do.
*
Before I knew it, it was 1 AM.
Only the dim night-lights from outside illuminated the view.
I'd wasted the entire day masturbating.
'Now's the time. Let's go.'
I approached her bed.
As I gently lifted her blanket, the blonde delinquent bitch opened her eyes and glared at me.
I winked at her and gestured with my hand toward the bathroom, signaling for her to follow.
The other two women seemed to have fallen asleep, exhausted from masturbating.
They were breathing regularly, without a stir.
She glanced around for a moment, then quietly followed me.
As soon as I quietly closed the door, she glared at me and fired off a question.
"What are the chances? Don't tell me you expect me to go through the same thing you did this morning. I can't handle that! I'm not a pervert with a weird body like you."
"Well... to be honest, the chances of success are low."
It's ridiculous to try and clear a scenario designed for 600 people with just two.
But we have to do it.
"First, before we make a plan, tell me about yourself."
"Right, that's a... reassuring question. My name is Rebecca Ignos. My superpower is fire. Power level, Grade 4. And... I was a powerless noble from a small kingdom invaded by the Voltia Empire."
According to her, she never thought she'd be treated like this.
The Voltia Empire had promised humane treatment if her kingdom surrendered, but the reality was different.
The high-ranking officials were slowly purged.
The royal family was assassinated, and the nobles and high-ranking officials were framed and either executed or sent to detention centers.
Rebecca's parents had fought to the very end to help her escape safely, and both had died in the process.
"I was a fugitive for five years... I thought I'd finally scraped together enough to live a normal life. But I was betrayed... Some bitch I got close to in the back alleys reported me. If I'd known, I would have hidden my identity to the end..."
"Ah..."
"What was I even hoping for? Did I want someone to see my family, branded as traitors by the Empire, and offer some comfort like, 'That must have been unfair. You held on well'?"
She stood there, looking like she was about to burst into tears at any moment.
"Hoo..."
It's a truly tragic story.
But I don't want to get invested.
Getting attached to people you meet in the Tower's trials is a very stupid and foolish thing to do.
"Rebecca."
"Y-yes?"
"Do you want revenge?"
"Yes. I... I want to avenge my family. I want to burn all those damn Empire bastards who ruined my life to death!!!"
Yes, this is it.
Eyes burning as if to incinerate everything.
A life consumed by vengeance.
As expected, the Tower is fair. In exchange for this fucked-up difficulty, hasn't it placed the exact talent I was hoping for right in front of me?
Especially fire. That's very useful.
"Alright, let's go, Rebecca. With me!"
I held out my hand to her, and with a trembling hand, she took mine.
*
BOOOOM!!!
The dark night. The detention center was brightly lit by flames that had erupted from somewhere. A massive pillar of fire, originating from the first floor, burned through the ceiling, spreading black smoke everywhere.
WEEEE-WOOOO-WEEEE-WOOOO~~!!!
The fire alarm blared loudly, and the hastily awakened prisoners grabbed the iron bars of their cells and shouted.
"H-help us!!! Fire! Open this up!!"
"Open up, please!!!"
"You crazy guard bastards!! People are going to die!!"
The iron bars of each cell couldn't be opened unless they were unlocked from the control room or manually with a guard's key, meaning the prisoners were trapped inside.
Guards rushed to the fire, bringing firefighting equipment to start extinguishing it. But the flames, already raging, began to consume everything in the detention center, spreading even wider instead of being suppressed.
"Dammit, what are those guys in the central control room doing?"
"I heard all the electrical lines connecting to the main building have been cut. We'll have to open the cells manually if we don't want everyone to die."
"Doesn't this mean there was a terrorist attack?"
"Just put out the fire first!"
"No, get the prisoners out first! They're all going to die!"
Rebecca and I had snuck out beforehand to do this.
To prevent them from checking any CCTV footage, we cut all the electrical lines connected to the main building.
Thanks to Rebecca's flames, the job was incredibly easy.
"When do we go?"
"Not yet, a little longer..."
The guards began opening the doors to evacuate the prisoners. But they were leading them in the opposite direction.
The main gate of the detention center was connected to the main building where the guards lived, while the back led to the cafeteria and other prisoner facilities.
The way we need to go is through the main building. The back is surrounded by a wall, so it's impossible to break through.
And soon, our chance came.
A second wave of personnel arrived to fight the fire and control the prisoners, and they moved to the upper floors to evacuate them.
"Now. Run!!"
I bent the iron bars with my hands, and Rebecca and I shot out like arrows.
We ran like madwomen, cutting straight through the fire.
"What the—hey!! You're going the wrong way!!"
"W-wait, their running speed is..."
"What?! Get those bitches now!!"
We took advantage of their carelessness and sprinted forward.
I saw two guards in bulletproof vests holding guns, guarding the entrance as if to prepare for any contingency.
"H-hey, you two!! If you don't stop right now, we'll consider this a prison break..."
I put strength into my legs, kicked hard off the floor, and accelerated again.
Thwack!!
Before the guard with the gun could even react, I kicked him, then used the momentum to spin in mid-air and kick the other one.
"Rebecca! Run!"
Just then, the body of a nearby guard grew larger, turning to rock, and he charged toward us.
'A power user?'
I easily jumped over his body slam.
He couldn't control his speed and crashed into a wall. I came back around and kicked him in the waist, pushing him further in.
The rock-man's waist bent and snapped in half, killing him instantly.
But it wasn't over.
Bang! Bang!!
A few guards pulled pistols from their pockets and started shooting. The rest charged at me with batons, various weapons, and different powers that looked like superpowers glowing in their hands.
"Hey!! Hurry up!"
This time, it was Rebecca shouting from the entrance.
"That bitch... I'm coming!"
I ignored them and ran. Bullets rained down, but I managed to dodge them by running at high speed and escaped through the detention center's main gate.
And as soon as I was out, Rebecca blocked the entrance with her flames.
This was the only way out of the detention center. The other sides were surrounded by thick reinforced concrete, so thick that even I couldn't escape.
'No need to fight them.'
Power users and modern firearms are the enemies Awakened are most reluctant to face. They have too many variables.
And since this place has both, is there really any need to fight?
"Let's run! Most of them should be trapped back there!"
We left the detention center and ran down the main building's corridor.
Then, I made eye contact with the female healer, who was coming out of her room, hastily dressed.
"Aah! You two!! What are you..."
Thwack!
I lightly chopped her neck to knock her out, then reached into her chest area... gave her a squeeze, and pulled out an access key.
"It came out just like that?"
I was lucky. I'd gotten a master key for the barriers in the hallway.
'Why is everything going so smoothly according to plan?'
But just then, in the moment I was distracted by the key.
WHAM!!
I saw Rebecca get hit by something and fly past me.
'Huh...?'
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