Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 112: I Have Eggs

Chapter 112 – I Have Eggs

She stalked forward, eyes glowing pink now. Lust-enhanced. Rage-fueled.

Her aura wasn’t just seductive anymore.

It was insane.

"Am I... not enough for you?" she snapped suddenly, her voice cracking. "I’m beautiful. Strong. Flexible. I have eggs."

The centaur reared back in horror.

Selena winced. "Oh no."

Lux grinned wide. "Oh yes."

"I could make thousands of babies in you!" Narissia shrieked, leaping forward again with a blur of legs and motion.

The centaur raised its sword. Desperately. But she didn’t aim for the blade.

She aimed for its face.

Not the head.

The face on the chest.

Her claw slammed straight into it, dragging down through divine flesh and light-soaked sinew with a wet, screaming rip. The glyphs on its body short-circuited in real time, flashing like a dying server.

She straddled its broad chest, claws digging in, venom dripping from her tongue.

"LET ME LOVE YOU!!" she howled. "BREED ME, YOU DIVINE STALLION!!"

Selena, who had been frozen with some kind of secondhand embarrassment, finally shook herself and looked to Lux. "Should we... help her?"

Lux didn’t look away. His eyes sparkled like a proud father watching his chaotic child. "You mean... like a threesome?"

Selena’s jaw dropped. "NOT THAT! I meant—kill it!"

Lux chuckled. "Nah. She’s got it. Honestly, I just wish I had popcorn right now."

Narissia’s face twisted into a pout as the centaur flailed. "Why are you resisting? I’m literally a living fantasy! Eight legs! Built-in bondage! I am your final boss of love!"

The centaur tried to escape again.

Nope.

Narissia’s silk was already binding its legs to the cracked temple floor.

It couldn’t run.

Couldn’t lift its sword.

Couldn’t process what the hell was happening.

She hissed, low and guttural. "You’re rejecting me? You dare?"

She rose upright on her spider legs—eighteen feet of aroused wrath.

"Then DIE, UNGRATEFUL HORSE!" she screamed.

And she unleashed hell.

[Widow’s Kiss – Forbidden Lust Tier]

[Effect: Deal True Damage + Mental Distortion]

She stabbed both claws into its shoulders— and ripped it apart.

Black venom surged into the centaur’s divine core. Its face melted. Literally. The holy armor cracked like brittle porcelain, steam rising as judgmental light burned out from within.

Its mouth—on the chest—let out one last gurgled scream before erupting in a splash of ichor and shards of light.

Then—

[Critical Strike Registered – Fatal Blow Confirmed]

[Celestial Echo has Collapsed]

The centaur’s body convulsed. Glitched. Flickered like corrupted data.

It didn’t fall.

It shattered.

Bit by bit.

Chunk by chunk.

Holy bone and sinew fracturing into crystalline dust.

Its sword fell last. The teeth stopped twitching.

And then—

The walls rumbled.

[Environmental Shift Detected – Sealed Pathway Unlocked]

[Opening Path...]

The floor cracked open just beyond the broken altar. Light spilled through the rupture, revealing a descending staircase wrapped in shifting runes. Snow blew inward from above like frozen applause.

[You has Gained 1,200 EXP]

[No Level Up Achieved]

[Narissia Bonus: +15 Sin Energy]

Narissia stood there, breathing hard, eyes wide, twitching slightly.

Then she blinked. Looked down at her bloody claws. Then at the shattered corpse.

Then back at Lux.

"...Why doesn’t he love me?"

Lux stepped forward slowly, casually, and reached out.

He patted her hand.

Which, yes, was still covered in celestial spinal fluid.

"Maybe," he said gently, "it just wasn’t your luck this time."

Narissia pouted, folding two of her arms. "But I tried so hard! I wore my special seduction venom!"

"I noticed," Lux said. "Really. You did amazing."

"He screamed," she said. "Twice!"

"I know. I was proud."

She kicked one of the fallen glyph pieces like it was a cheating ex.

Lux smiled. "Don’t worry. I’ll summon you again when I meet a better one."

"A centaur with abs!" she demanded.

He winked. "Sure. With better taste, too."

Narissia sighed dramatically. "Fine..."

And then—

[Narissia has been Unsummoned]

[Returning to Lust Chamber]

She vanished in a puff of pink smoke and writhing silk.

The silence returned.

Mostly.

Selena sheathed her sword slowly, arms crossed.

"This is how you handle problems?" she asked flatly.

Lux turned toward her, stretching like he’d just finished a yoga session instead of watching interspecies trauma unfold. "Yup."

He looked around casually. "Small problem. Didn’t deserve my attention. I prefer to keep my hands clean."

Selena stared. Then gestured to the absolute war crime that had just occurred.

"Clean?"

Lux nodded. "Emotionally. Physically. Spiritually."

"...Lux."

"Selena."

She shook her head. "That wasn’t a fight. That was a mental breakdown with a blood fetish."

He shrugged. "I’m an investor. I delegate."

"Delegate to Narissia?!"

He raised an eyebrow. "She’s effective."

"She tried to breed a divine avatar."

"Yeah," Lux said, completely unbothered. "And it died. So... mission accomplished."

Selena inhaled deeply and let it out slow. "You’re insane."

Lux grinned. "And cute."

She turned away, muttering under her breath, "Why are the hot ones always like this..."

Lux grinned, but didn’t answer. He was too busy enjoying himself.

They both stared down the now-open path. The air around it shimmered faintly, the kind of shimmer that hinted you might regret taking even one step forward. Snowflakes drifted lazily into the glowing descent, catching on the tips of broken temple runes. The glyphs etched in the stone flickered gently, like sleepy fireflies trying to stay awake.

"Alright," Lux said, brushing dust and divine goo off his armor. "Time for the next room?"

Selena glanced at him. "Please tell me it won’t be worse."

"No promises." He winked. "But if it is—I’ll summon someone kinkier."

She smacked his arm. "Don’t you dare."

Lux laughed—until something caught his eye.

A flicker of light. Not from the pathway ahead, but behind.

He paused.

"...Huh."

Right where the centaur had exploded into trauma and dust, something shimmered against the cold stone—just beneath the fractured remains of what had once been its judgment core.

Lux turned slowly, squinting.

There it was. A glimmer. Not bright. Not screaming for attention. Just... resting there. Like a divine afterthought.

Selena followed his gaze, already tensing slightly.

Lux extended a hand, fingers curling with casual precision.

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