Show Me Your Stats!-Chapter 188

Thinking that, Ayra pressed her lips tightly together. Strangely, a wave of heat surged up from her solar plexus. She floated the component in her hand with magic and slotted it into the groove in the wall. As the concealment magic activated again, Janus twitched an eyebrow. Clearly displeased by the spell, he bared his teeth in a sly grin. His eyes narrowed into sharp arcs.

"What, are you actually trying to pick a fight now?"

“Why not,” Janus replied lazily—and the moment he did, Ayra lunged at him. As if to say: go ahead and stab me, slash me, or beat me all you want. Janus, unfazed, accepted Ayra’s reckless charge. But the only impact he felt was Ayra crashing into him, locking lips, and biting hard enough to hurt.

At first, Janus just stood there like, Huh? But Ayra’s heat quickly spread to him. His stone-hard chest twitched, and thick arms tightened firmly around her waist. As Ayra gasped, a warm tongue, slick like a snake, slipped into her mouth.

"Hnngh... mm... ah..."

The foreign length of it slithering deep into her throat made Ayra’s fingers stiffen against Janus. But revulsion never came—only rising arousal. The kiss was deep, long, drawn out. Janus kept teasing and overwhelming her until Ayra’s breath hit its limit. When it finally broke, Janus’s crimson eyes glittered greedily.

"Why are you suddenly so worked up?"

"I just... well... no one outside could possibly notice what we’re doing here, so..."

Trying to make excuses only heightened the thrill. As Janus had said, even if they did anything here, no one would know. Ayra swallowed hard, and the sound was audible. Janus’s predatory mood eased.

"...Turned on, huh? Though it doesn’t feel like just a little."

Instead of denying it, Ayra boldly reached between Janus’s legs and grabbed him. Her gaze was defiant, as if to say: You think I’m the only one aroused here? The sheer size was already intimidating. As she moved her hips against him, Janus spat out a filthy curse.

"Fuck, I’m turned on too," he growled, sinking his teeth harshly into Ayra’s wet lips.

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"Ughh..."

A groan escaped her lips on its own. Her whole body ached as if she’d been chewed up inside the mouth of a massive beast. Ayra came to a new realization: never provoke Janus the day after sleeping with him. Her HP, compared to a dragon, was laughably low—practically on par with an ant.

Lying limp atop a haystack inside the quarry, Ayra felt Janus gently stroking her. Then he spoke.

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"I learned something today."

"...What exactly?"

"If you disappear suddenly, I just have to destroy Solar. Then you’ll pop out from somewhere, right?"

"That’s not a lesson—that’s called a threat..."

"Sounds like a threat? It’s not. I meant it," Janus murmured, his voice still heavy with heat. Ayra buried her face into her robe as if she hadn’t heard, but then turned back to face him. Watching Janus quietly, a sudden and inexplicable laugh bubbled up inside her.

"Why would I ever leave? You’re my lover."

As she said this, she gave his muscle-like thigh a friendly pat. Janus’s lips curled into a wide arc. Apparently pleased, he instantly raised his Favorability.

[Janus Rehzedet’s Favorability has increased by 5!]

Current Favorability: 99

...Huh?

Ayra blinked. Ninety-nine?

Already 99? Just like that, one point short of the perfect 100?

Startled, she jolted upright—only to groan and collapse back down, wincing from the pain. Janus, full of personal interest, began massaging her sore muscles with his hands.

Even ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) knowing he was a dragon who looked down on humans, Ayra couldn’t help feeling like they’d become just... ordinary lovers. She slipped his hand up to her aching lower back and stared at that 99, glowing in her vision.

She was now 99 levels of absolute significance to a dragon.

The corners of her lips lifted in a slow, toothy grin. Suddenly curious, Ayra opened her own Stat Window to check her Favorability toward Janus—and blinked in surprise.

‘It’s only 89?’

Sure, 89 was still high. In fact, it was the highest of anyone she had Favorability toward. But now that she knew Janus liked her at 99, a subtle guilt began to creep in.

He likes me this much, and I’m only at 89... Ayra’s brows twitched. She began to question Pebble’s standards—and wonder how their roles had reversed so completely.

As Janus contentedly massaged her thigh, he suddenly grabbed her calf and asked,

"That concealment magic—can all mages use it?"

"No, not all. It’s a pretty advanced spell. Takes talent, too."

"When did you first learn it?"

Janus asked offhandedly, running a strong hand down her leg. The tension in her muscles melted under the pressure, making her moan faintly. A stinging ache flared at her ankle where he had bitten her during their earlier activities.

"Hmm... maybe two or three years ago?"

"Two or three years ago, huh. So is this the only place you’ve set it up?"

"Nope. I’ve got shelters scattered around. Including this one, there are four."

As Ayra explained, Janus’s hand stopped moving. She figured it was about time they headed back to the castle and started crawling up. As she gathered her clothes, Janus said flatly:

"Four, huh. Not quite."

"What?"

"There’s one more, isn’t there? I’m pretty sure... there’s one in the Labyrinth, too."

Ayra froze. Right—she’d barely mentioned the Labyrinth to him before.

"Yeah. The entire Labyrinth has had concealment magic on it since long ago. Unless you're a Labyrinth mage, it’s completely undetectable. Not even a dragon has ever found it. It’s a perfect city."

Ayra spoke with pride as she tightened her belt. And that’s when it happened—another Favorability alert popped up before her eyes.

[Janus Rehzedet’s Favorability has increased by 1!]

Current Favorability: 100

Her hands froze mid-buckle. Did she read that right?

Favorability 100?

She had been happy at 99—but now that it hit 100, she was just... stunned. Did this really just happen? She squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them again. Still 100. Not 99—100. An absolute and flawless number, shining brightly before her. Her chilled fingers brushed slowly down the belt strap.

Had she just... confessed her love or something? She only mentioned the Labyrinth’s concealment spell. Why had his Favorability spiked so suddenly? Ayra couldn't figure it out. While she was lost in thought, Janus bent down and picked something up off the ground.

It was a silver button, engraved with a vivid safflower.

"Janus?"

Ayra called softly. Janus, still staring at the button, let out a quiet laugh.

"That answers the one last mystery I had. No wonder I couldn’t find you for so long."

He spoke lightly, then stuck out his tongue and dropped the button into his mouth. His long tongue, like a serpent’s, snatched it up. Without blinking, Janus stared directly into Ayra’s eyes as he slowly gulped it down.

Wearing a smile too perfect for a human, as if he’d just swallowed a piece of candy, Janus’s Stats flashed before Ayra—Pebble’s Status Window lighting up in the air.

HP: 9,999,999

MP: 100

Physical Attack: 99,999

Magic Attack: 18

Favorability: 100♡

And as if it had been waiting for this moment, Pebble projected one final, ominous system alert:

[Countdown to Estate ‘Solar’ Destruction Begins! D-30]