Lewd skill in a filthy world-Chapter 91. Reborn as a bug-sized human

"W-what even is that thing?" Lilian muttered, glaring at the membrane-covered creature that had just been born—or rather oozed—out from her master’s shoulders.

The pulsing sac still shimmered with a wet sheen, and something was visibly squirming inside, small limbs pressing faintly against the veil of flesh.

"A parasite maybe!" Sylvia responded, just as horrified by the sight. Her voice trembled slightly from sheer unease. She took half a step forward, then quickly retreated again.

The sound of rain outside persisted, soft but steady, and the water trickled through gaps in their damaged wall. Droplets hit the stone floor one by one, merging into little muddy pools.

"A parasite? The size of a doll?" Lilian asked, raising an eyebrow. Her skepticism showed clearly in the way her lip curled. "It could be some sort of a... umm... what do you call this?" She tapped her chin, visibly thinking hard but not arriving at any useful conclusion.

Sylvia rolled her eyes with a sigh and cautiously leaned closer, trying to get a better view of the strange thing.

It was no longer motionless. The creature was now slowly wiggling its way beneath Shin’s body, curling up beneath him like a newborn under its mother’s warmth.

Neither girl had a clue what to do.

Part of them wanted to tear off the strange membrane and reveal what lay inside, but an equally strong part was repulsed by the idea of touching it at all.

This wasn’t their decision to make. Only their master would know what to do.

But Shin lay unconscious, unmoving on the bed, breath slow and shallow.

With heavy reluctance, they decided to leave the matter for the next morning. Their nerves too frayed, and their bodies too exhausted.

They dragged chairs over and sat at their master’s side, keeping watch—but not sharing the bed with him this time. The sheets were a mess, soaked in blood, and the unfamiliar fluid of whatever had just been "born."

**

Morning...

The cold morning mist swept into their room, flooding the space through the gaping hole in the cracked wall. The moisture clung to the air, biting at their skin and chilling their bones. It made sleeping nearly impossible, and neither girl had rested deeply. They stirred every few minutes, glancing at Shin and the bundle beneath him.

Outside, the early sunlight began to cut through the fog.

Its golden rays slowly lit the desolate street outside, revealing the extent of the damage. Half the houses lining the road were now little more than ash and splinters—smoking ruins from yesterday’s chaos. Scorch marks traced the ground. Stone had melted in places. One could still feel the echo of violent magic in the air.

Shin’s eyes finally fluttered open.

His lids were heavy, vision blurred. His muscles throbbed with soreness, and the dull ache in his spine flared into sharp pain the moment he shifted his weight. The wounds on his back were still open—flesh raw and torn.

But pain wasn’t the only thing he felt.

There was hunger. An overwhelming, unbearable hunger that clawed at his insides. He felt like he hadn’t eaten in a month. His stomach growled furiously. His breathing was shallow. And his entire body... it was sore all over, like he’d fought a hundred battles without rest.

Then, came a sound of a gentle snore.

He glanced to the side, expecting to see Lilian or Sylvia asleep.

But both were awake. Standing. Frozen in place.

Their eyes were wide, mouths slightly open as they stared at him—not at him directly, but at something beside him.

"W-hat’s going on here?" he muttered weakly.

Lilian raised a trembling finger and pointed. "M-master... l-oo-k~ The thing that~~"

Shin followed her gaze.

His eyes landed beside him—and instantly widened.

He jolted upward, breath caught in his throat, then clambered off the bed with a grunt, still aching.

Before him lay the thing. Only now, it wasn’t inside a sac.

It was... a person.

His brows furrowed as he leaned closer, inspecting it.

"That’s... a person!!"

It had a human-like form. Small. Fragile-looking. No taller than a 500ml coke bottle. Naked. Sleeping peacefully, arms tucked under its head, tiny legs crossed like it was lounging under the sun.

"Where did that come from?..." Shin asked, confused. It couldn’t be a person, could it? Something that small couldn’t be human.

"Apparently, you gave birth to it, Master!.." Sylvia replied flatly, almost as if trying to convince herself it wasn’t real.

Shin frowned, eyes still fixed on the miniature form.

"I gave birth to it?...."

His mind flashed back to the agony he felt last night. The convulsions. The pain in his shoulder. Could it be...?

As if answering his doubts, the creature stirred. It gave a small yawn and stretched, then slowly opened its eyes—bright golden eyes.

It scanned the room, gazing at their horrified expressions.

"Is something wrong? Never seen a person waking up?" it said casually, in a voice so tiny it was almost comedic.

Everyone in the room recoiled.

Sylvia stumbled backward and hit the ground with a yelp.

"Master!! It talked!!" Lilian screamed.

"I heard it too!!" Shin added, quickly stepping back.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

How could... a tiny human speak? Even babies didn’t talk. And they were born bigger than this!

Am I dreaming? Sylvia clutched her head, visibly spiraling. This is crazy!

But if anyone felt tthis was a dream, it could’ve been Shin. The destroyed houses. The cracked roads outside their room. It all felt unreal.

And this... thing... had golden hair.

It looked around like nothing was strange about any of this.

"Lilian... pass me my gun..." Shin muttered, his eyes flicking toward the side table where his weapon had fallen.

Lilian inched forward, never looking away from the tiny figure, then scooped up the gun and handed it to her master.

Shin loaded it with a quiet click and pointed it at the creature.

The girl’s expression shifted from calm to panic. She raised her tiny hands in surrender.

"Wait.. wait, brat!! What the hell.." she squeaked.

Brat? Shin narrowed his eyes. Did this bug-sized creature just call me a brat?

His finger slid toward the trigger.

"Hold your fire... it’s me!!!" the tiny person shouted.

"You, who?" Shin demanded.

"It’s Gegee!!" she cried. "You know... the clone woman! The one you’ve been fighting!!"

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Still pointing the gun, he stepped closer. "...Geraldine?"

"Yup!.."

"This doesn’t make sense!" Shin said. "I killed you!! How are you— wait, is that even possible? Is this some kind of illusion? Someone must be trying to play me!!"

The tiny person straightened her back and stood tall—or as tall as she could—placing her hands on her hips.

"Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me!! After all that sex!!.."

"Sex..." Sylvia’s eyes widened. "With that little—"

"No!!" Shin snapped. "What the hell..." He rubbed his temple.

This was too much. Gegee was alive?

The same Gegee who died and turned into minced meat?

Lilian’s voice broke through the chaos.

"Master... this thing came from your shoulder last night when you passed out! Kill it quickly! It’s probably the one that had been making you sick!!"

Shin looked again. The resemblance was there. That smug smirk. The infuriating confidence. That attitude of being the most important person in the room—even while fun-sized.

He took a deep breath.

"How did you do it? How.... and why did you come off me?" he asked.

Gegee sat down with a small wince, rubbing her legs like they hurt from standing nearly a minute. But her grin remained.

"Told ya, didn’t I? I’m unkillable!!"

"Don’t give me that crap!!"

She sighed. "It’s not like I get it either. First time using my passive skill. So, that day...."

The Day Gegee Died...

As the shadow turbines ripped through her hip, Gegee felt her body unraveling, soul on the verge of slipping free. Then—her system flickered.

[Host in critical condition.]

[Passive skill "Phantom Seed" initializing...]

[Touch any living being to plant Phantom Seed.]

[Soul Hop: ACTIVE]

[1000 MP required from host for rebirth.]

[Two chances remaining. Third failure = permanent death.]

She had crawled, bleeding, broken, barely alive—toward Shin. Her hand touched him. The seed was planted.

Then her soul left her crumbling body. And vanished into the seed, hidden inside him as she siphoned on his MP. His energy fed her, unknowingly. But something strange had happened. His mana changed recently to a red, malevolent one. But powerful. It triggered her rebirth faster than expected.

***

Shin’s eyes narrowed as the memories clicked into place. He had seen that skill—Phantom Seed—when he used Reap. But the system wouldn’t reveal its details. Locked. And strictly bound to its original host. He had dismissed it then, too focused on the fight.

"You really are an unkillable bastard, aren’t you?..." he muttered.

Gegee smirked, flexing her noodle-thin arms. "You know it!"

"But..." Shin’s grin faded. His voice lowered. "You were feeding off my mana to sprout... You put me through hell. I thought I was dying. I thought I was cursed or poisoned or both. And now here you are, my enemy. Still breathing. Still smug. Let’s see if you’re really unkillable in this tiny form."

He raised the gun again and aimed it straight at her.

Gegee’s entire demeanor changed. She threw herself down, bowing until her golden hair brushed the sheets. "No... please, don’t shoot!!" she pleaded, voice trembling. "I don’t see you as an enemy anymore!!"

Shin didn’t lower the gun.

"You wanna deceive me again, huh?" His eyes narrowed. "Like how you told me you had a sister. And a broken car. Remember that? That little story you spun just so you could lure me out of the safezone?"

"No! I swear, I don’t wanna deceive you!" she cried out, both arms raised. "It’s because of you that I’m back to life. Free from Darren’s hold. Because of that, I have nothing but respect for you! I swear—I want to serve you! Let me call you Master..."

She bowed even lower, shaking slightly.

[DING!]

[Loyalty Affirmation Detected!]

[Target Geraldine – Loyalty Level: 34%]

Shin’s system chimed. He stared at the notification, then lowered the weapon.

"Right... I believe you."

Gegee stared up at him in disbelief. "What? That quickly?.."

"Yes... if you’re useful... I’ll keep you in my party."

She smiled faintly, but didn’t move.

Lilian stepped forward, a scowl on her face and a pout on her lips. "With all due respect, Master... why would we trouble ourselves, taking in such a puny eyesore to live with us? She’d be useless—if not a burden! Just one more mouth to feed!"

"Yeah, and not even a full mouth," Sylvia muttered.

Lilian nodded. "There’s nothing she can do with such a tiny body that’s useful to you!"

Shin reached out and ruffled Lilian’s hair, his expression amused.

"You’re right... guess she should show her usefulness to the squad if she wants to stay with us. If she’s useless—she’s dead. How does that sound?"

Sylvia stepped forward too, her expression suddenly mischievous.

"Sounds great! Can I play with her like a toy? Isn’t that considered useful?" she asked innocently, already reaching toward the tiny figure with her pinky finger.

She gently poked Gegee in the stomach.

The tiny woman twitched violently. "You puny brat!! Get your hands off me, now!!" she screamed in her tiny voice.

Sylvia burst out laughing. "Oh my god, she talks back! She really is like a toy!"

Gegee swatted at her finger with both tiny hands, red in the face. "I am not a toy! I’m a freaking warrior! Someone people are scared of! I—"

"You’re bug-sized," Sylvia smirked.

Shin exhaled deeply and leaned back against the wall, pain still gnawing at his spine.

He glanced down at the tiny girl arguing with his squadmates, her little fists flailing.

Who would’ve thought... that the clone he thought he’d killed, his enemy, would end up joining them.

And in such a ridiculous form.

TBC

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