Gacha Game Female Characters Become Obsessed with Me

After clearing the 20th floor.
We focused on solidifying our foundation for a week.

The content revealed at the launch of Last Calix was only up to the 20th floor.
In other words, where I just cleared was the end of version 1.0.

It was also the section with the most users due to the early access hype.
And there were many loose screws to call it a game.

Especially the chronic shortage of growth resources was an example.
It was a terrible system where, let alone diversity in cultivation, if you misallocated resources on one trash character, you’d be buried right there.
(LumiLumiIsBestLumiLumiIsBest)

There were many other problems overflowing, but.

With the 2.0 update.
Some issues were resolved as the 21st to 25th floor section appeared.

But the time gap between 1.0 and 2.0 was almost a month in real time.

Naturally, users who had rushed the open run were shouting “So what do we do now?” and crying out “dead game” like the Rabbit Princess, so.

The difficulty from the 21st floor was adjusted to match the progress of the Rabbit Princesses.

So it wasn’t a place where our hero party, who had just cleared the 20th floor and had rank and level restrictions lifted, could easily poke our faces into.

It’s fortunate that I’m the shop owner.
If I had started as a normal player?
I probably would have been struggling, unable to clear even the 20th floor yet.

“Um, Ark? Do you have any leftover snacks–”

The saint approached me softly as I was lost in thought, staring blankly.

Seeing her walking around comfortably in pajamas without being self-conscious now.

Hmm, it looks good, but.
I feel like my pride as a man is slightly hurt.

“Yes, Cookie Thief Saint. 10 gold per piece.”

“Aaah, really!”

“Huk.”

The saint’s punch struck my arm.

“W-wait, I think my bone is bro–”

“Heal.”

“–ken, but haha, it’s fine now, haha…”

With a pouty expression, Yohena raided the snack pouch and proudly returned to the table.

Watching the cookie robber saint distribute snacks one by one to the other heroes as if dividing spoils.

I felt like the youngest employee who just entered a female-dominated workplace.

There’s an old saying that when ten women gather, even iron melts.

It doesn’t mean that heat intense enough to scare even polar bears is generated.
It means it’s that noisy, bustling, and cute.

This is still the early days.
When there were about three or four? I could control it then, but.

“Master! Nebpupu says she wants to eat meat today!”
“Hey, don’t call her Nebpupu.”

“Okay…”

Heroes who multiply a little each time we clear a floor.
Demon-graduate students who keep multiplying every 5 floors.

Just listing them by seniority.

YohenaAriLumiSahaRenatel.
TinyaEliseArachneNeb.

Ah, right.
If we include our pro blacksmith Harong.

It’s as many as 10 people.
Gender ratio 1:10.

It’s truly a scene of ten women melting iron (me).

Honestly, if it were a workplace, I would have quit immediately.

At least the members are good-looking, and.
The problem is that I’m the boss of this company…

“Master! Drinks!”
“This humble servant would like some black tea.”

“Okay…”

If this were a mindless harem story, it wouldn’t matter.
But the genre isn’t that.
If it were an eroge, I would have just said “Oh, thank you for possessing me” and fully enjoyed this situation.

Unlike Yohena who was just thrown a tutorial guide book.
I know the terrible and cruel settings of this game.

If we don’t conquer the tower, the world will be destroyed…!

“Rene… hungry…”
“Where did you learn that? Third-person speech is forbidden. It’s still far from mealtime, so wait a bit longer.”

Looking at the recent state of the demon-graduate students, I really wonder if they’re actually going to be destroyed? Is it just a bluff? Don’t all the demon-kin just seem like idiots?

Still, taking care of our heroes as safely and happily as possible is my secret to longevity.

So I didn’t dare to poke my face into or eavesdrop on that social gathering of flower-scented women.

I was just pondering the future of the hero party out of patriotic concern.

How can there be someone as kind as me to receive such mistreatment.
I feel like I’m going to cry from sadness…

“Meong~ Meong~”
“Kyaruk, kyaruruk!”

After successfully hosting a frenzied meat party riddled with blood and fat, in my room.

Using Lumi cuddling Tinya on the spare bed for night duty as ASMR.

I started organizing the thoughts that were cut off earlier by writing them down on paper.

The biggest change with the 2.0 major update.
And what needs to be urgently prepared from the 21st floor is 2 parties.

Up to the 20th floor, we just mindlessly pressed next, next, next with 1 party in a linear structure based on the original game.

From the 21st floor, we need to operate 2 parties simultaneously.
They added “strategy” where encounters of individual parties affect the progress of other parties.

Of course, that attempt wasn’t well-received by people who wanted an idle game.

It was so bad that.
There was a string of colorful criticisms like “What strategy in a milk-bottle poop game?”, but the PD’s will was strong.

Therefore, we also needed to form 2 parties.

Unlike the original where you could just mindlessly put together characters with synergy, we needed to carefully adjust the personnel.

Unless I can use cloning techniques, I’ll only be able to accompany one of the two parties.
The other party will roll on autopilot mode.

“Hmm…”

Judging from the precedent in the Great Forest.
If I let the heroes run on autopilot, I guarantee they’ll turn into a bandit group within 10 minutes and destroy and loot everything in sight.

Just look at their cruel behavior of plundering my private property right now.

The future of this world looked bleak.

But I am the Revelator.
The only intellectual and person of common sense, and a modern world transmigrator with contemporary moral values.

I had the duty to lead the heroes on the right path.

It was absolutely not because I thought I’d be the one to suffer if they caused trouble.

“Let’s see.”

“Woof?”

“Just talking to myself.”

I patted Lumi who perked up her ears.
And unfolded the blueprint.

First, the demon-graduate student party.

Tank assistant. Arachne.
Magic DPS assistant. Tinya.
Magic DPS assistant. Elise.
Healer assistant. Neb.

If you ask why I specifically added “assistant”.
That’s the fate of distributed characters.

Unless the developers go crazy, they don’t make distributed characters’ performance outstanding.

Compared to limited pickup characters, they have ordinary skill compositions and moderate stats.
Suitable for filling one hole, but you can’t expect more than that.

The biggest problem with this composition is that it needs a physical DPS, and a character who can substitute as the main tank in emergencies, so.

“Lumi, do you like Tinya or Saha better?”

“Meong… I like Tinya nya woof! Saha might kyaooo woof!”
“Tinya likes Lumi too!”

What’s kyaooo.

“Then you two are on the same team.”

“Woof!”
“Nya!”

Considering the synergy of the composition, and by putting Lumi, who seems most trustworthy and unlikely to betray me, in the demon party, I balanced the power.

They’re satisfied too, so.

Then naturally, Party 1 is Saha, Renatel, Yohena, Ari.
Now that the magic DPS is gone here, we just need to find a magic DPS to fill one spot.

As rational as possible.
As sensible as possible.
As cool-headed a person as possible.

Until we find one, it seems better to go with a 4-person system in terms of teamwork for now.
It’s absolutely not because I’d be embarrassed to put them anywhere.

There’s also a vacant reserve member spot, but.
It didn’t have much meaning other than having an SD character flying around as decoration anyway.

If it doesn’t work out, I’ll just pick up some 3-star performance character and use them, I guess.

After finally finishing preparations by bursting all the resources I had been saving for a week in one go.
An air of solemnity surrounded the heroes gathered at the tower entrance.

Full set of Rank 6 equipment. Level 70.
I gave them specs that wouldn’t be lacking anywhere.

The party I’ll accompany is.
The demon-graduate student group.

It was an inevitable choice because Rene and Nebpupu, no, Neb, who are new to climbing the tower, are there.

Originally, I was going to join the 4-person party that was slightly short on members, but.

If I don’t go with Master, Lumi will die woof!

Our house dog’s intense separation anxiety was also a bit of a factor.

“Yohena? Saint, please lead them well and take responsibility.”

“Of course. In the name of the goddess.”

Honestly, I’m more worried about these guys than the demon friends.
Those guys who get drunk just by breathing…

Still, since she swore in the name of the goddess.
Surely they won’t cause trouble.

It’s not like there’s an area with beast-kin with tempting tail fur, and it’s not particularly a place with developed food culture either.

They’ll probably be able to handle it well.
Probably…

“Well then, let’s go. When you confirm zone clear, come out right away, and don’t overdo it unnecessarily.”

“Of course.”

I gave one more warning due to uneasiness.

We advanced towards the newly popped-up gate for entering the 21st floor next to the existing tower entrance──
The gate where you could enter from the 1st to 20th floors.

As the Revelator’s power resonated with the tower, the door opened smoothly like an automatic door.

“Lumi! Watch Ark well so he doesn’t cause trouble!”
“Please take good care of Ark.”
“Woof!”

Receiving a send-off where I wasn’t sure who was worrying about whom.

Taking one step forward──

[Tower of Wishes 21st Floor – Great Imperial Empire Border Area Zone 1 (A-SIDE)]
[★☆☆ : Find a way to enter the Great Imperial Empire.]
[★★☆ : Complete the mission without anyone falling.]
[★★★ : Enter the Great Imperial Empire within 1 hour.]

In an instant, the view changed.
The acrid smell of exhaust fumes stung my nose.

Metal fragments scattered here and there.
Large and small iron airships flying in the distance.

A vast barren field stretching out before my eyes, beyond which stood a gigantic wall towering high like Wall Maria.

And a round drone slowly flying over from afar.

The letters ‘?_?’ were engraved on the LED panel attached to its surface.

《Welcome to the border of the Great Imperial Empire, stranger. I am Duiju No.38, an enlightened immigration control machine that protects the imperial citizens. Please present something to prove your identity.》

“Meong?!”

As soon as the mechanical voice echoed in the air, Lumi was startled and raised her tail straight up.

Seeing it in person, it really gives a strange feeling.
It was a ghastly scene of cyberpunk-Joseon.