I can copy the beautiful girl

"Comfortable?"

“…………………………Comfortable…Comfortable…Comfortable…Ahhh~!!”

Ester suddenly raised her long neck, and her soul was taken away by the opponent's sudden attack, and she fell into a state of loss of soul.

Before she knew it, Ester didn't even realize when she was carried to the bed, nor how she ended up lying on the bed. She also didn't realize how she was carried into the bathroom, how she got into the bathtub and started taking a bath. Finally, she didn't realize when she returned to the bed, and how she fell into a dream without realizing it.

Anyway, she was quite confused throughout the whole process. To describe her state in one word, it was that she was in a daze and had no idea how the situation developed like this.

Of course, it’s not just Ester. I’m also quite confused. How did things develop into this inexplicably?

I was clearly just here to find a rich woman to see if I could make some money by selling my smiles like a gigolo, so why did she sell her body before I even got the money?

Is the allure of fair, wealthy, and beautiful women truly that strong? Anyway, I certainly wouldn't sell myself to someone who's only rich. I wouldn't even bother selling my smile.

But for a rich, fair, and beautiful woman, selling her body is not unacceptable.

Looking at Ester who had fallen into a deep sleep, I hit her twice finally to put an end to my urgent desire to explode. Then, I got up from her back and got out of bed.

So, what do I do now? When Estelle wakes up, should I ask her for the hard work fee I deserve after having served her so devotedly and humbly for a dozen times?

I summoned Clara and asked her to kneel down and help me clean my body. I watched Estelle fall into deep thought.

Well, even for me, even in this abstract and normal world of Bengtie, I really can’t do such an abstract thing.

So, it seems that Esther has no choice but to give up here.

Holding Clara's hair, I felt relieved to have officially ended the dispute, and then I got dressed and went out.

There is no other way. The road to finding a rich woman has been completely blocked. It seems that I can only use the method of Wumingke to make money in a more formal way.

Simply put, it's to see if anyone needs help.

Wumingke translates to a group of unemployed vagrants. Otherwise, why are we called Wumingke? Because we don't have formal jobs! We don't have a fixed salary! In every world, we are just guests who are too embarrassed to give their names!

That is why he is called the Nameless Guest.

However, even as such an unknown customer, we still need to make money.

After all, we are unknown tourists, not pirates. It is impossible for us to rob when we have no money or to steal whatever we like.

Ahem, even though I’m a pirate in another world, I don’t just steal anything I see, right?

I still have no problem with morality.

So, if we can’t rob, how can we, as unknown customers, make money?

Of course, it is to take on tasks and earn commissions.

"Hello, do you need any help?"

"Um, you're also an unknown passenger on the Starry Sky Train, right? Sorry, I don't have anything I can help you with right now. I did need help before, but that's over."

"Hello, do you need any help?"

"Indeed, there was one, but it has been dealt with by your companions."

"Hello, do you need any help?"

"Haha, you're a step late. Your gray-haired companion got there first."

...Xing, how fast are you?

In the period before you got on the vehicle, did you clear all the tasks for the entire space station?

Although the nameless guests are all social terrorists, it is rare to see someone as terrifying as you among the thousands of Amber Ages, right?

Was the previous one called Akivalli? Or was it Aha?

From now on, you will be called Axing. I admit that you are also an unknown person at the A level.

I had no choice but to walk up to a Black Tower puppet and ask, "Hello, Ms. Black Tower, how can I help you? Do you need me to test that simulated universe? It's not impossible for Luofu Dragon Lord to wear the skin of an Immortal Star God, right?"

After hearing what I said, the Black Tower Doll was silent at first, and then suddenly its expression became lively. It raised its head and looked at me with strange eyes.

"...You've arrived just in time. Come to my office. The copy of me you created is also here. We'll be waiting for you."

"Oh? Really? It seems like you guys get along pretty well."

"........."

"........."

"........."

"........."

Silence suddenly fell.

Heita said in a faint voice: "It really is you."

Volume 20: Chapter : Transactions

Seeing Heita's reaction, I finally reacted.

Wait, was this woman just trying to trick me? She wasn't even sure it was me?

Then why did you guess it was me? I thought the Black Tower of the clone had already told you.

Even if he told me, I wouldn't be surprised. After all, I never restricted the clone from telling me. I don't really care about this kind of thing. I just thought it would be troublesome if I told him, so I didn't tell him.

But I don't care what the replicas want to say.

——So the clone Black Tower didn’t mention it, but Black Tower guessed it directly, which actually surprised me.

"Humph, you used to treat me as a backup and denied my beauty, but now you can't wait to copy me. It seems that you are only good at talking."

I don’t know what kind of mentality Heita had when she said this, I only know how to answer her at this time.

"Your clone knows exactly whether I'm being soft or hard. She's experienced it firsthand. You can ask her, but please don't make assumptions and then slander me."

"Huh...!" Heita took a breath and said calmly, "Alright, stop talking nonsense and come to my office."

Well, in order to make money and keep my date with March 7th, although I already had a premonition that I would face a storm, I still bravely set out on the road to the Black Tower office.

When I walked to the office door, it opened automatically, and two big black towers stood on the left and right.

Which one is the replica and which one is the original?

Just as I was thinking this, Heita, who was standing in front of me on the left, immediately came up to me with a smile: "Master, I missed you so much."

She raised her hands from the front and put them around my neck, and Heita gently brought her lips up to mine.

As I accepted the gift, I confirmed that this was the replica of the black tower. Then I turned my gaze to the original black tower, feeling that a storm was about to come. After all, she probably wouldn't find this scene wonderful.

Ok?

I saw the reaction of the original Black Tower. She blinked, looking at the replica Black Tower in my arms with a slightly surprised and somewhat dazed expression, then her eyes met mine and she gave me a teasing smile.

Before I could react and realize that something was wrong, the black tower in my arms suddenly moved his hands downwards, and my hands were tied behind my back.

Heita slowly separated his light-colored lips from mine, exhaling a sweet breath: "You boy, you are finally in my hands."

"...Do you have to make such a huge sacrifice just to trick me?"

"What do you care about me? Don't I know myself? Anyway, if I don't do it, she will definitely do it to disgust me on purpose. If that's the case, I might as well take the initiative. At least I can capture you."

"Oh, I see. So now you're regretting that you developed such a bad character?"

"Would a nicer personality make you enjoy it more?"

"That's not the case. I enjoy your bad personality even when you have one. It's better to say that when I see you kneeling under me with your current personality, I feel a sense of conquest and accomplishment."

"Your nature is truly even worse than mine."

"Don't insult me. I'm much better than you anyway."

"Oh, what a joke! I am a woman certified by the Star God as noble, beautiful, pure, and kind."

I didn't even bother to laugh at Heita's words. I just sat back calmly with my hands tied behind my back.

The amber-colored rock elemental creation rose up, and I sat on the luxurious rock throne.

"Tell me, what are you going to do after you tie me up?"

"I'll give you plastic surgery."

I immediately turned to look at the replica Black Tower: "Black Tower, save me!"

The clone, Black Tower, immediately stopped him with a smile, saying, "That won't do, Big Black Tower. You gave the master plastic surgery, which didn't really affect him. The key is that my mood would be deeply affected when I did that."

"Who said it had no effect on me?" I couldn't help but look at the replica Black Tower angrily. "Do you know how much good this face has brought me? I even benefited from it today! If you had plastic surgery on me, would I ever be able to encounter such a good thing again in the future?!"

Heita looked at the replica Heita: "You like his face so much?"

The replica Black Tower shrugged. "If the Master wasn't so good-looking, would you have used that method to tease the Master before? You said you'd feel sick watching me and the Master being intimate, but when you did it yourself, I didn't see you show any disgust. In fact, you were so reluctant to let go that you were almost licking my hair."

Hearing this, Heita wiped the corner of his lips with his right thumb, looked down, and then wiped it on my mouth without changing his expression.

Looking down at me, she smiled faintly and asked, "Do you like it?"

I resisted the urge to suck her finger. After all, it would be too humiliating if I really did that.

If the positions were reversed, I would feel great admiring Heita's humiliated expression, but now letting her see me humiliated like this makes me feel - it's actually quite interesting, cough cough cough.

"Even if you get my body you can't get my heart."

"Don't try to be so rude. It's obviously you who wants my body."

Heita hooked the clothes on his chest with his left index finger, bent down slightly, and smiled.

"Do you want it? It's not impossible for me to give it to you."

I looked at the whiteness in front of me that was being exposed more and more as the black tower's fingers pulled it down, sneered, and said righteously: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Can I study your abilities?"

"How do you plan to study?"

"You use your abilities however I tell you to."

"No, that won't work. If you ask me to copy a man, can I copy him too? I only copy beautiful girls."

"Then we can just clone the females."

Heita raised his right hand, gently touched my cheek, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry. During the research process, if you don't want to do anything, we can discuss it. I won't force you... I can't force you, right?"

Do you want to see what you're doing? Who tied my hands? If it wasn't you, was it Aglaya?!

But this is not the key issue now.

"Are you really willing to give it to me?"

Why do I not believe it so much?

"real."

"I do not believe."

"What do you want me to believe?"

"You have to pay a deposit before making a deal, right? Give me one of your dolls as a deposit."

Heita raised an eyebrow: "Isn't your ability able to copy my puppet?"

Is there something wrong with your focus, or is this what geniuses focus on?

It is indeed something that a mortal like me cannot understand!

"It's not that it can't be copied. As long as all your dolls are recognized as your property, they can be copied together when you are copied - but I forgot at the time. Of course, it's okay to update it now, but if there is a chance to get it directly, there is no need to copy it, right?"

"Can't you just copy the doll?"

"Well, it's not impossible. As long as your doll is recognized as an independent living individual, it can be copied individually."

"Can you only replicate living things? Or can you only replicate individuals that you consider to be living things?"

"Are you done yet? The deposit hasn't been paid yet. Can you please not start the research now?"

"Okay, then I'll pay the deposit first." Black Tower snapped his fingers. "By the way, to differentiate, just call me Big Black Tower from now on. My clone is Black Tower, and this deposit is Little Black Tower, don't get it wrong."

The black tower puppet that had been stationed in the office - the little black tower walked over with the big black tower snapping its fingers, facing me, then crossed its legs and sat directly on my lap.

"...Hey, did you do this on purpose?"