Sight Sift.
Stat and Skill points.
Sub quest.
Clues.
Those were only a few among many things that hovered over Lucky's mind before he could wake up. He slowly opened his eyes, only to be welcomed by the cobwebs on the high ceiling.
Last night was intense — the kind of intense he wished not to do again, yet fruitful.
"Damn," was his first words, laughing as he raised his hand over his face. "I thought I was going to die last night."
Lucky sat upright, stretching his neck from one side to the other before stretching his limbs. In contrast to last night's torture, his body somehow felt lighter. Lucky could remember passing in and out because of the pain multiple times and waking up again for the same reason. He thought he would feel dead once he woke up, but it was the complete opposite.
"Though I'm hungry," he blurted out while opening and closing his hands. "I feel much better — stronger, even."
A wide grin slowly dominated his face, having too much energy. The new knowledge engraved in his mind uplifted his mood even more.
"I feel like I can do anything."
Suddenly, Lucky heard a buzz from the door. He turned his head, only to remember he was still a guest in Ant Hill. He got so excited he almost forgot where he was. Shrugging any other unnecessary thoughts away, Lucky went to the door and opened it.
'I just hope the little trickster is still alive,' he thought, smiling at the unfamiliar woman standing outside the door.
From the fitted uniform she was wearing, he could tell she was probably someone with an important role in this place. After all, Nero and Rita were wearing layers and layers of clothes to hide the fact their clothes had evident holes and rips. Also, it was the same uniform he noticed while he was being escorted to meet the chief yesterday.
"I didn't know there's a doorbell outside my room," he said as an icebreaker. "Breakfast ready?"
"The chief is inviting you to join him for breakfast," said the woman, her voice was rather meek and kind. "And it's not a doorbell, but a buzzer."
The woman pointed at the small device attached to the door. When Lucky gazed at it, he furrowed his brows.
"That wasn't there last night."
"All doors of the guest rooms in Ant Hill were thick and a simple knock won't penetrate the door," she explained as she reached out to the device, pulling it away without an effort. "Attendants of Ant Hill have all this."
"Oh." Lucky rocked his head. "That's interesting."
The female in uniform smiled. "My name's Belladonna. You may call me Donna. I'll be your attendant throughout your entire stay, Mr. Lucky."
"An attendant?" Lucky arched a brow. "You guys have that kind of leisure?"
"It's the chief's order to treat you with respect fitting for a Visitor."
Lucky ran his tongue across his inner cheek. 'As far as I recall, I told him I'm leaving today.' But he didn't bother arguing, as he might have to stay for a couple more days. With how his body reacted last night, Lucky knew that he couldn't read the book in a dangerous place. He didn't want to be vulnerable in the open.
"Alright." He nodded. "I'll come with you after I shower."
"Should I bathe you?"
"What?" For a second there, Lucky felt like he heard things wrong.
The female attendant, Donna, looked at him with plain eyes. "I am your attendant," she repeated. "Do you want me to bathe you?"
"Hah." Lucky crossed his arms and leaned his side against the jamb. "Does this attendant thing include… special services?"
"You can have me for breakfast."
Wow.
No wonder many people in the past claimed to be Visitors. They were truly being treated like nobles.
"Strip then," he suggested with a smile, making Donna furrow her brows.
"In here?"
Lucky nodded. "There's no one around."
Donna pursed her lips as she took a deep breath. She cast her eyes down, but her hands slowly unbuttoned her uniform from the top. Watching her strip just as she was told, Lucky stretched his neck to peep at the slit in between her perky mounds.
He smirked as soon as he caught the pink-laced bra underneath that uniform.
"Nice breast," he commented, making Donna look up at him. Her face was already beet red from either shame or holding her breath.
"Thank you, Mr. Lucky," she forced out a breath, continuing with the buttons while keeping her eyes locked on his. From what she could see, he didn't plan to stop her. If anything, he seemed interested in something.
Soon enough, all the buttons of her uniform were unbuttoned, displaying her underwear and bare skin. Her skin was fair and smooth and her breasts were perky, which would make one wonder what her nipples looked like.
"The chief commander is truly generous, isn't he?" Lucky dawdled as he reached for the lace of her bra. He carefully hooked his index in her bra, slowly pulling it down. He snapped his eyes at her, watching how her face stiffened.
"You look nervous," he remarked and glanced down once her one breast was fully exposed. "You got nice nipples too. Makes me want to bite them."
Donna looked away from him, assuming what would happen next. But unlike what she expected, Lucky withdrew his finger. Instead, he grabbed her by the neck and, before she knew it, her feet left the floor and her back was slammed against the wall.
"I didn't know this place got some succubus lurking around," he mused, grinning evilly at her. "If you wear a soldier's uniform, isn't it only natural for them to have some hidden scars from the battlefield? Do it properly next time. Now, state your name, woman. Who are you?"
Donna clasped his wrist and winced. But when she peeked at him and saw the menacing glint in his eyes, the corner of her lips curled up. The meekness she showed earlier slowly disappeared without a trace, replaced by a lustful look in her eyes.
"My offer still stands, My Lord. You can have me for breakfast."