High School Seniors Transferred To Another World
Chapter 40.2

“Next. Uh, what is this?”

“That... It’s a monster... Or corpse...”

“Who doesn’t know that? Why the hell did you bring something like this?”

“That... I am a bit hungry... I’m hungry...”

“……”

There was no way that a bitch who had been created by mana would feel hungry.

‘What kind of bullshit is this?’

No. 1 scanned the corpse of the tentacle monster and then removed it from sight as soon as she had confirmed its irrelevance to the end goal.

No. 61 held up its tentacles with both hands and rushed to a corner.

She had No. 13 and No. 27 clinging to her side.

“Let’s eat together too!”

“Wouldn’t it be better to bake it?”

“The head... Is mine...”

“Roast? Boil? Shall I light it? Am I going to light a fire right now?”

“It would have been better if it was still alive.” “Ehh...”

Number 1 shook her head as she overheard the useless chatter exchanged.

In fact, not only were it the alter egos, which came from mana themselves, but also the main body with the dragon’s blood flowing within it, which did not require any ingestion of organic matter to survive.

They were just copying the food culture of humans.

‘What is so good about the customs of this inferior species?’

Since dragons, the greatest Transcendental beings did not need to eat, it had to be the case that eating would most certainly be an insignificant act.

No. 13 and No. 27 were bitches who would call for a break and distract themselves every so often anyway.

They tried to glamorise the time spent not working by calling it a ‘just fight for freedom’, but they both had probably just gotten tired of their duties.

It seemed that No. 61 was also not a normal scale, so the loss in available manpower was nil.

“Next.”

“That’s me.”

No. 143 had brought a variety of items with her, including two glass beads embedded in something, as well as fabrics and leather.

‘Oh, she’s been working pretty hard. Thanks to these kids, the plan is working at least. Well… I feel happy and grateful for nothing.’

“Glass beads and cloth leather that is tacky. These are ‘Bliss’ gold-rimmed glasses, and the specs of this fedora hat are that it was crafted by a craftsman over 50 years ago. These are the bra and panties of an artistic madam. Anyway, girls from this planet know how to dress.”

‘Wrong. She’s been out for her own pleasure this whole time.’

As she turned around on the spot, her light green dress fluttered and displayed the body-hugging dress in all its splendour.

“I brought a dress specifically for you and my main body, so thank me?”

“Is it? I don’t need it. Get out of here because everything you brought back sucks.”

‘What clothes!? Clothing culture, like food, is just a grotesque and uncivilized characteristic of mankind. I am not ashamed of my own body. No one can see it anyway because of the invisibility magic, so why bother covering it with a cloth?’

If one were naked, the coolness of the gentle breeze and the comfort of the soft grass against one’s skin would be almost guaranteed—

“Found.”

Number 1 sighed with a short murmur, Number 143 laughed pathetically, Numbers 13, 27, and 61 enjoyed dinner, and Numbers 7, 19, 69, and 74 lying around and tossing and turning were all the same.

They all stopped moving.

‘Finally······.’

They felt a sense of relief brought about by the feeling of the goal having been safely achieved, and the joy continuously flowing from the main body.

Finally, with these two emotions lingering in her heart, No. 1’s body slowly collapsed, leaving only a single scale behind.

“……”

Waking up, Iris began to think as she recalled hundreds of scales to the flower garden, excluding the scales currently in the hands of the emperor.

It had been a perfect plan.

The moment her alter ego tried to steal the belongings of the Emperor, their [Heaven] Attributes would resonate with each other, so they would instantly recognise each other.

Even if the attribute of the Son of Heaven was still immature, the true identity could be inferred from the minute traces of magic pollution left behind on the stolen item.

In her heart, she had wanted to descend from the sky in the form of a dragon and directly attack every corner of the city in search of him.

However, humanity was far more advanced than she had expected.

It was very different from the level of humanity described in the will and diary left by her parents.

The barrier was also more painful than she had thought, and she felt quite a bit of energy that could hurt her in the huge pile of rocks in the centre of the continent.

That was why she had chosen the next best option.

And she was satisfied that she had finally succeeded.

‘Let’s start as soon as I collect all the remaining scales.’

Now, Iris knew of the specific location of the individual with the [Heaven] attribute. Currently, not only was he in possession of her own scales, but even if he threw away the scales, it was no problem since No. 77 had coated him in her saliva.

She recalled seeing him through her alter ego’s heavenly eyes.

He had a clear aura with attributes that circulated throughout his body by hitching along with his blood that was pumped by his heart.

He was much more robust and tougher than she expected.

He was still lacking, but she couldn’t help but think he would become a dignified master sooner or later.

Iris, with her wings spread over her naked humanoid body, was about to take flight but hesitated.

It was because she was reminded of the look in his eyes when he became embarrassed to have seen his alter ego naked.

‘······First impressions are important.’

She began examining the clothes strewn about the clearing where No. 143 had stood.

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