Monster Harem In The Tower
Chapter 123: One Drop Left, One Dignity Lost

Chapter 123: One Drop Left, One Dignity Lost

[Ding!]

[System verification: No penalties shall be imposed on the Tower Manager.]

[Reason: According to the principle of "The One Who Made the Earth," emotional understanding of humans is permitted as a form of spiritual calibration.]

[Additional Note: Installing human language to Monster Girls has yielded significant results in maintaining Subject #001’s mental stability.]

The Tower Manager stayed silent. Sitting cross-legged, absurdly elegant, her body was draped in a sheer black dress—more fitting for a succubus summoning ritual than managing a tower.

She lifted her wine glass. "Hah... so I’m not getting punished, huh?"

She chuckled. Low. Deep. Amused by her own situation.

"So... the system still has a sense of humor."

Her hand slid beneath the floating interface, caressing its edge gently—as if stroking a baby’s cheek. Or... the head of a freshly beheaded chicken, depending on your point of view.

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A small table in a quiet café.

Emily kept her head down, eyes red.

"What really happened to him?"

David stayed quiet for so long that the coffee in front of him seemed to lose its will to live.

"Honestly... I don’t know."

Emily looked up.

David looked straight ahead. "Usually, when the Tower summons a Hunter, they vanish instantly. Like—bam. Gone. But this one..."

He pulled out his phone. Replayed the footage.

"...he looked like he was being absorbed. Slowly. Twisted. Like... he wasn’t summoned. He was stolen."

Emily gripped her cup tightly. "So... Nathan’s not a Hunter?"

"Not the usual kind," David replied. "But there’s a pattern. And I still think... it’s related to the Tower."

Emily nodded faintly. "I just want him to come back..."

David didn’t answer. But in his eyes—remnants of guilt he didn’t send to his lips.

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Meanwhile, a little while before Nathan peed, and before his shaft met the mouth of a giant—

LadyFio’s virtual store...

Fiona typed into the admin panel, eyes narrowing.

"ExtraKetchup..."

She opened the purchase log. Oversized hoodie, crop top, jacket with absurd bunny designs. But one thing was off: the buyer’s floor location—normally it would show things like "Floor 24" or "Floor 37"—now just read:

[###ERROR: NULL VALUE###]

"...huh?"

Fiona wiped the screen. Refreshed. Still an error.

"This isn’t just some regular bug..." she muttered.

She stared at the name "ExtraKetchup," her curiosity now visibly squirming.

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On Floor 100 of the Tower—amid a forest surrounded by half-naked Monster Girls and one suspicious container—

"Fuuuhhh..." Nathan let out a long breath.

The All Mighty PP was finally calm. His piss was done. The veins on his forehead relaxed, and his entire body lightly trembled, as if he’d just released sins held since reincarnation.

Domina—with her strong caramel-toned hands and fingers fit to model monster-grade skincare ads—lifted the container of sacred liquid.

Without hesitation, she looked at the system panel floating in front of Nathan’s penis.

"This..."

Domina understood—even though Nathan didn’t yet realize the Monster Girls could now read the system panels.

She leaned forward.

Her sculpted abs pressed against Nathan’s thigh unintentionally, and her motorcycle-helmet-sized breasts brushed against the back of his hand.

"Uh..."

Nathan froze.

Domina smiled gently. "Don’t worry, I won’t spill it."

Validia was still behind Nathan, hugging him in a position that, for some reason, looked like a frog clinging to a banana trunk. Her legs slightly apart, knees on the ground, and her embrace... loose, but stable. Like a seatbelt made of flesh.

She said nothing. Just pressed her cheek against Nathan’s back while her eyes stayed locked on Domina—who was gracefully inserting the pee container into the system panel.

Validia’s face was blank. But the look in her eyes was serious, like she was witnessing a sacred ritual. Her breathing steady. Warm.

"She’s so calm..." Livia whispered beside them, gaping at how harmonious that absurd hug looked.

Nathan himself couldn’t move. He just gave up, legs limp, and his dick... still dangling at the edge of the container.

"This is all just a dream, right?" Nathan whispered to the sky.

The sky didn’t answer.

Then—glub—the container was inserted into the panel.

Literally. It disappeared—like swallowed by another dimension. No splash. Just a faint blink of soft blue light.

[Urine Unit has been stored] said the system.

Domina nodded with pride.

Livia, to the side, clapped her hands. "Yay~!" She hugged Nathan’s thigh again. "Nathan’s so cool... your pee got collected~"

Nathan looked up at the sky. "Please... let me die for a bit."

After the pee had finished and the container was fed into the system, Domina remained squatting in front of him. Her eyes slowly drifted downward... staring at Nathan’s now-shrinking shaft.

"...It looks like it’s mourning," she remarked. Calm. Full of empathy.

"Huh?" Nathan frowned.

Livia giggled softly, then walked over while bowing her head. She lifted the now-flaccid shaft with two fingers—like she was holding a rare artifact that deserved respect.

"Hehe... there’s still a drop left," she whispered innocently. Then she poked the final droplet with her index finger—

Plup.

Nathan reflexively twitched.

His pelvic muscles clenched without warning. And then—

PSSHHHT!

A pressurized squirt of leftover pee shot out like a pneumatic bullet. It hit Livia’s face head-on.

"BWAAH!" Livia flew backward, laughing hysterically. "IT STINKS! HAHAHA... it’s like sipping soup spat out by an dirty slime!"

Nathan said nothing. His heart shriveled—alongside his dignity.

Nathan stayed silent.

His hand dropped. Eyes blank. Mouth slightly open—lower lip hanging like its owner had just witnessed a meteor crash into a bathtub.

A gentle breeze rustled from the bushes. Validia was still clinging from behind. Livia kept laughing on the ground, wiping her cheek.

The pungent stream trickled down onto her caramel breasts, her bunny ears twitching in sync with her laughter.

Domina stood up slowly, adjusting her breasts that had nearly launched into orbit.

Meanwhile... Nathan just stared into nothingness.

He had no words. No prayers. No logical explanation for what had just occurred.

All he knew was one thing: this was no longer normal life.

"It just about the pee..." he whispered softly.

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[Ding!]

[New Task Assigned.]

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