The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes - Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Accidental Grabs
Kara’s hand plunged into the smooth metal back of the drone like a hot knife through butter, the metal caving in without a fight.

She grabbed a handful of its insides and yanked back, revealing a tangle of wires and circuit boards. The drone kept babbling nonsense, though now with a clanky, garbled edge.

Then, the skin on her fingers split perfectly, hanging down to reveal the metallic skeleton beneath. Her metal fingers danced through the drone’s guts, twisting wires and tinkering with its innards until the uncensored voice seized, and the red light blinked out forever.

When Kara pulled her hand back, she held a small metal cube—the programmed component that gave the drone its purpose and loyalty.

She tossed it away like it was a used condom, turning her attention to Kaisen with a sultry smile. The skin on her fingers reattached seamlessly, as if they had never split in the first place.

Kara effortlessly jumped from the car to the ground, her breasts and ass cheeks jiggling with every step. Kaisen found himself nearly drooling from the sight, his excitement threatening to short-circuit his brain.

Again.

She was a siren alright, a mommy with confidence who knew what she wanted and how she wanted it.

For all he knew, she could be a Synth with that metal skeleton and shotgun hand, but in this world, humans had installed all types of crazy shit in their bodies.

A shotgun hand and metal skeleton were like the appetizer of insanity, not the main course.

“Here. A gift for your return,” she said, casually tossing the drone at him.

Kaisen caught it, but not with the grace of a cat—more like a clumsy dog catching a frisbee. He had to put his mask down, both hands now occupied with the most critical of things.

He had no idea why the hell he’d want a stupid, useless drone meant for tracking. What was he going to do, track his own pathetic life?

He didn’t have enemies here; it was just plain stupid.

“It’ll at least keep you company, pretty boy.”

Kara sauntered towards him, her hips swaying like a metronome set to ‘sexy.’ She grabbed her hair and began to tie it back, her eyes never leaving his.

It was like she was performing some ancient, seductive ritual designed to hypnotize him with every move.

Her breasts, struggling valiantly against the constraints of her leather costume, seemed to scream, “Save us, Kaisen, free us from this cruel confinement!” But, alas, he still didn’t know what her end of the deal was.

“Didn’t like it?”

She asked, stopping just inches from his face, her body a veritable buffet of temptation.

The curve of her hips, the tantalizing valley of her cleavage, and those sultry, sleepy eyes—everything about her screamed devilish allure.

Kaisen felt like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet, every inch of her driving him closer to insanity. She was the devil incarnate, sent to test his willpower.

“Well, I can see some use for this stupid thing,” Kaisen admitted, contemplating the spy drone.

His mind whirred with possibilities. He knew how it worked—the camera was connected directly to the owner’s mind.

This meant he could witness bath scenes and wardrobe changes without even being there. It was like having a front-row seat to a reality show with no commercial breaks.

‘Heh, heh, heh… Not only Kara’s but also my idiot brother’s girlfriend. She was another hottie. I wonder what has happened to her.’

“Why do you have that junk on your hand?”

Kara’s voice snapped him out of his perfectly normal, totally non-perverted thoughts. Her eyes were locked on his hand, more specifically, the plain-looking masquerade party mask beside it.

By the game’s standards, this mask was the ugliest thing he’d ever seen. But that also meant it was perfect for blending in.

In a world where people had all sorts of bizarre shit on their faces, a plain mask wasn’t going to attract any attention.

‘I have to know what the hell this thing even does. I have no clue if it’ll work in this place.’

“Just a simple mask I found under the car…by the way, are you going to tell me what the fuck you want from me?”

He decided to steer the conversation away from the mask, eager to pick up where they left off.

He was so damn close to the edge, and the stupid drone had to ruin it. His hand gripped the drone tightly, but unlike Kara, he didn’t even make a dent in it.

He needed to get back on track, back to the edge, back to where his dick was throbbing and his balls were ready to burst.

“Eager to get your hands on this hot pie, huh?” Kara smiled seductively, hands on her hips like a confident baker showcasing her best dessert. “Come on. Let’s visit your brother first. We don’t want to linger here any longer. After all, all the missing players have returned, and they’ve brought chaos along with them.”

Kaisen frowned but didn’t dwell on it. He was the catalyst for the returning, but he was just glad to be back. Plus, he’d already met a hot siren upon his return.

There must be more than a few other tasty morsels he wanted to sample.

‘Lloyd’s mom, Alice’s mom and grandma, Kayden’s girlfriend, and now this woman. The number’s already past five,’ he thought, practically needing an abacus to keep track of his conquests.

He took a deep breath just as Kara extended a hand to him. He was disappointed that the session was over, but if this dangerous woman said lingering was unsafe, then what could a mere mortal like him do?

‘I should get some hardware installed on my body as soon as possible.’

He had a bad feeling, like an itch in the back of his brain, that he wouldn’t survive in this world as just a regular human. Without any cyber wares, he was as good as toast in a world full of blenders.

Kaisen balanced the mask and drone in one hand, now juggling all three items as he reached out to take Kara’s offered hand.

When he grasped her hand, it wasn’t rough and calloused like he expected, but soft, like freshly spun cotton candy. It was hard to believe this delicate hand had just blasted six dudes into smithereens.

Effortlessly, she pulled him to his feet, and to his relief, she was as tall as he was, though impressively tall for a woman.

“What has my brother been up to in my absence?” he asked, their faces inches apart, her sultry and dangerous eyes never leaving his.

“More than you can imagine, hot stuff. Come on, let’s ride.”

She flicked his forehead, and in one smooth motion, squeezed his dick, making the unprepared Kaisen gasp in pain and surprise.

She chuckled, strutting back to her bike with hips swaying like a hypnotist’s pendulum. Kaisen gritted his teeth and followed, not daring to linger.

‘Hot pie, indeed. Wait till I’m finished with you, Kara. You’ll be begging me to stop pounding you…’

Kaisen was already plotting all sorts of punishments for Kara, his mind running wild with schemes. It was just a matter of time before he had her exactly where he wanted.

But first, he needed to get stronger—stronger than her, or she’d turn the tables on him in a heartbeat.

Kara seductively hopped onto the bike, sliding on her helmet with a flourish. She patted the rear seat, beckoning him to join her.

He climbed on slowly, struggling to adjust to the higher rear seat. He wanted to grab onto her but knew better than to risk it with this dangerous woman.

To his delight, Kara herself reached back for his hand. Grinning, he stashed his items between his legs and leaned forward, slipping his hand around her waist.

She grabbed it, pulled it tighter, and demanded his other hand as well.

Minutes later, they were zooming through the neon-lit streets, weaving between cars and buildings like they were on a mission from a futuristic god.

When Kara had to brake suddenly, Kaisen took the opportunity to “accidentally” grab her breasts, squeezing them as if he’d lost his grip. Kara, being the wild card she was, just laughed loudly and slapped his thighs without a care in the world.

‘This is going to be one hell of a ride,’ Kaisen thought, a mix of anticipation and amusement bubbling inside him.