Click!
"Ahh!... home sweet home."
Finally, after an entire week at the academy's medical center, I was discharged and made my way back to my dorm room. Grabbing my belongings, I immediately headed to my mother's old apartment in the city.
"Haaa..."
It was a nice apartment, located in the lower part of the city away from people and all that hustle and bustle. The best thing was that only a few people were living here in the building, and those were elderly, which was perfect since I didn't want people snooping around and bothering me.
"I need a shower first," I muttered, dropping my bag and glancing around the small apartment.
It was clean, not a whole lot of dust had gathered, the furniture was all arranged and organized, and the fridge was full of food. I had used the apartment a few days before the exam.
Pushing open the bathroom door, I took in the sight of the sink and the toilet. There wasn't enough room for a bathtub, but a small walk-in shower had been installed.
Stepping into the bathroom, I closed the door behind me and began peeling off my clothes.
"Ahh... that feels good," I sighed, stepping under the shower and letting the water wash away the sweat and fatigue.
"What should I do next?" I muttered, rubbing my body and cleaning it from the filth.
I didn't have the chance to take a shower in the medical center, since I had to play the injured and the depressed girl who had lost her 'friends,' her teacher, and that rape attempt. Even though my skin was technically clean, I still felt the urge to take a bath, especially after a week of constant sex with the cute healer Ethan.
I milked him dry for nearly half a liter of semen. Not much compared to the futa gnoll, but still a decent amount to start with.
I didn't have to worry about being pregnant because of my unique race, so I was going all out with the fucking and the milking.
He was such a cute boy, he even gave me his number, and yes, I plan to visit him regularly in the future when I need semen with healing magic.
"Ara ara, this is good," I moaned, rubbing my boobs and nipples; the sensation was great. "I need to find more people like him."
'I need to be careful,' I sighed, grabbing the shampoo and washing my hair. Then I used a simple soap and cleaned my body.
"Hmm?... should I go to that place," I said, rinsing the foam and water, and turning off the shower. "What I require is only available there."
Reaching for the towel, I dried myself off and walked out of the bathroom naked, making my way to the closet.
"I need a disguise first." Taking a small silver makeup box, I went back to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, I took a deep breath before focusing on one of my new skills.
The Human Form.
"Oh!... I look stunning," I exclaimed, staring at a mature version of me in the mirror. Longer pink hair, big ass, wide hips, a giant pair of tits, and a sexy hourglass figure. This was the human half of my Arachne form. I found out that I could change to it and remain completely human.
Think of it as having two human forms: the cute, teenage Nana-chan and the adult, seductive Nana-sama. Hahahaha.
"Now let's put on some makeup." Opening the makeup box, I took out a small black pill and swallowed it. Its effect was simply dyeing my hair and eyebrows black. Pink hair isn't that rare, but I didn't want to risk someone recognizing me.
After finishing my makeup, I looked at myself in the mirror and nodded, a smile forming on my lips.
"Perfect."
The woman who was gazing at me in the mirror was not the cute, innocent Nana, but a mysterious woman with a dark aura.
Lady Raven.
"Hehehe..." I giggled, staring at my reflection. I was thrilled that I could finally embody my in-game avatar.
Yes… I play games too. Duh.
A sexy black one-piece dress, revealing my cleavage and my back. Long black messy and wild hair, a pair of black high heels, long black stockings, and a raven-feathered scarf completed the look.
"Fuck... this is awesome," I smirked, admiring my work. This was the exact outfit and makeup I wore when playing the full-dive game.
I always knew that I was beautiful and that I had an attractive body, but this was on another level.
"I'm perfect," I said, putting everything back in the makeup box, and walking out of the bathroom.
"Hehehe." Checking my phone, I grinned at the credit balance.
The academy had paid me a significant amount of credit as compensation for what happened. But in reality, it was their way of bribing me into silence. The deaths of three students and a teacher were a huge fuck-up on their part, and they didn't want it to tarnish their reputation.
Seriously? It took less than a day for the news to spread, but that's not my problem anymore. I got the money... hehehe. Plus, with what I received from my bastard father—the only decent thing he ever did—I have plenty of credits to spend. With the advice of one of my friends, I had half of the credits transferred each month to an untraceable account, just to be safe.
Click!
Locking the apartment door, I headed for the elevator and pressed the ground floor button.
Ding!
Reaching the ground floor, I walked out of the building and ordered a cab.
"Where to, lady?" the driver asked, glancing back at me. His eyes widened, and a grin spread across his lips.
"The Black Moon Club."
"Ok, lady," he nodded, driving out of the parking lot.
Since I transformed into an Arachne, I was able to sense—well, the more accurate term would be to sniff—the lust of the people around me. It was an amazing ability, like the radar of a pervert, if you know what I mean.
It could detect a horny, lustful, and aroused person, and I could use it to my advantage. And right now, the driver was practically oozing with lust after just one glance at me.
I had no interest in a small, old fish like him; my goal was much bigger. I am Arachne, the first of my kind with a purpose.
"We're here, lady," the driver said, stopping in front of a dark building with a red neon sign reading: Black Moon. "Would you like me to wait for you?"
"No need, I'll call another," I replied, scanning my card on the holographic screen and stepping out of the cab.
"As you wish, lady," the driver bowed and drove away.
"Humm... let's see."
Looking up, I stared at the building. The atmosphere was dark, gloomy, and ominous, with the sound of music coming from inside.
"This place has improved a lot."
A place like this wouldn't open its door to just anyone. You see, the Black Moon is a renowned club, but in reality, it's an underground organization. Their business was to act as the middleman between the black market and the buyers.
They provided anything you desired: drugs, weapons, information. But today, I was looking for something specific—a building.
"Please stop, my lady." The security guards raised their hands, forcing me to stop.
"State your purpose, and we'll allow you to proceed," the guard on the right spoke, his hand resting on his gun holster.
Without much reaction, I pulled out a black card with a moon logo and showed it to the guards.
"!!!" Immediately upon seeing the card, they bowed and quickly stepped aside, letting me through.
"Have a nice day, my lady."
I smirked, tucking the card back in my bag, then sneakily storing it in my inventory, and stepping inside the club.
"We're honored to have a guest like you, my lady," a tall, good-looking man in a black suit and tie approached me.
"I want a private room, please," I stated, wasting no time.
"Please follow me," the man said. His tone was respectful, but I could smell a bit of lust.
Can't blame him; I'm fucking hot.
"..."
Ahem, anyway, I followed him to the elevator on the side, up to the second floor where they had private rooms, and I was led to the VIP room.
"Please make yourself at home, my lady," the man said, opening the door to the VIP room and guiding me inside.
"This will do," I nodded, taking a seat on the couch and crossing my legs.
"Please enjoy. You can use the screen to select your choice. The food and drinks are free, and if you need something, just press the bell," he explained, before bowing, closing the door, and leaving me alone in the room.
"Wow!... I can't believe this place has grown this big," I muttered, scanning the room, and admiring the decor and the expensive furniture.
"It's good that I invested two years ago into this club," I smirked, remembering the good old times when the Black Moon was just a small bar selling information on the brink of going out of business.
Now that small dirty bar was an underground organization with an impressive amount of influence in the city and outside of it, and all thanks to a mysterious investor by the name of Lady Raven.
Yup... I own 51% of the shares, and it's time to make good use of it.
"Funny, it all started as a simple joke."
Opening the interface, I browsed the catalog, searching for buildings, and after finding one that matched my request, I pressed the confirm button and waited for the delivery.