Pitiful Young Master in a Reversed World

Chapter 17

The hand holding the magic device trembled violently.

Why did I immediately conclude it was a hidden camera?

Because this magic device had a lens attached to it.

This magic device, which seemed to be created using magi-tech,

so I had no idea when on earth this hidden camera had been installed in my room.

"Just when--"

Beya, not understanding what was going on, looked back and forth between the magic device in my hand and me.

"It's a hidden camera."

"Hidden camera?"

Ah, right, the concept of hidden cameras wasn't well known in this world yet.

Based on my knowledge of hidden cameras from my world, I explained it to Beya.

"It secretly records the target using a lens made with magi-tech, then shows it as an illusion spell."

"I don't know the details, but if it uses a magi-tech lens, it must be quite expensive, right?"

Exactly.

After all, recording with a lens and then converting it into an illusion spell isn't easy.

I left the room.

Because I thought there might be more hidden cameras besides the one in my room.

First, I thoroughly searched the hallway.

From here on, it was easier since Beya helped me.

The hallway was much wider compared to my room, so it wasn't easy to search.

So I focused mainly on the paintings.

Normally, people don't pay much attention to paintings hanging on the wall, so I thought it was quite likely they'd hidden a camera there.

"Nothing--"

I let out a small sigh.

The shock that Hamila had installed a hidden camera didn't fade easily.

I just wanted to quickly find and destroy all the hidden cameras and then get some rest.

To do that, I first had to find the hidden cameras installed in the hallway.

I strongly felt there were hidden cameras in the hallway as well, but since they were crafted not to be detected by detection magic, I had to find them manually, which was exhausting.

Hamila, that bitch.

If it was going to be discovered anyway, why not put it somewhere more visible?

Just then, I heard Beya's voice.

"Is this it?"

When I turned toward Beya's voice, which sounded like she'd found something, she handed me a small magic device.

"Yes. This is it."

A small magic device with a lens attached.

The design was a little different from the one I found in my room, but the overall structure was similar, so it was definitely a hidden camera.

*

In the end, after thoroughly searching the third floor all day, I found a total of four hidden cameras, including the one from my room.

One near the hallway by my room, and two in the library.

Luckily, the positions of the hidden cameras in the library were very subtle.

Thanks to that, it seemed they hadn't captured Beya using the secret passage, which was a relief.

"Who the hell installed all these?"

"Hamila, probably. Think back carefully to what that woman named Oatmeal said."

Beya closed her eyes and thought for a moment at my words, then murmured blankly.

"In the end, you're destined to be abandoned...?"

"No, not that part. I mean the first sentence."

"Are you talking about when she said your arrogant attitude was laughable?"

"Yes. How would Hamila know that? She was watching everything. Hiding in her room, spying."

"Certainly--"

I recalled the sticky gaze Hamila had sent my way.

I had wondered why she was acting like that, but now the secret was revealed.

Hamila was a crazy bitch who had been secretly peeping on me masturbating.

Even knowing that, I didn't feel embarrassed.

Instead, fear and disgust were much stronger.

Just think about it.

A notorious serial killer and sex criminal who raped and murdered hundreds of men was family.

And it turned out that this serial killer and sex criminal had secretly installed hidden cameras in my room.

Honestly, wouldn't it be strange if I wasn't attacked at any moment?

Even if I had the mind of a man from my previous life,

meaning, even if my thinking was closer to a woman's in this world, incest was an entirely different issue.

Worse, everyone Hamila had touched became messed up.

Realizing that I could have ended up like Oatmeal I just saw made me tremble.

Moreover, since I roughly knew what went on on the fourth floor, it was even more terrifying.

"Louis."

Beya placed her hand on my shoulder and called my name.

Thanks to that, my trembling body gradually calmed down.

"Beya."

"Hm?"

"Are you going to the basement at two o'clock?"

"......If you object, I won't go."

"Then please stay with me tonight."

Beya's hand, which had been stroking my shoulder, suddenly stiffened.

*

Lying together on the same bed, we awkwardly faced each other.

"Beya, you're an adventurer, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you must have traveled all over this world."

At my question, Beya nodded slightly.

"I have traveled a lot, but nothing worth bragging about."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, it was just for commissions or dungeon raids."

"I see--"

After a brief awkward silence, I spoke again.

"While working as an adventurer, was there anything that left the deepest impression on you?"

"Something memorable?"

"Yes. If there is, please tell me."

"I have many memorable experiences, but... the most unforgettable one would be something that happened not long after I started."

"You had times like that too, Beya?"

"Every adventurer goes through a rookie phase. Back then, I wasn't that strong either. Just like now, wearing two sealing cuffs.

When I just started as an adventurer, a few of us who got along well formed a clan--"

"Was the clan's name perhaps--?"

"Stinger. You've probably heard of it."

Stinger.

A clan I knew as well.

It stuck with me even more because the clan master's name was familiar to me.

The clan master, Specter.

One of the characters I created in the game.

When I first heard the name Specter in this world, I thought it was just a coincidence.

I assumed it was just the same name and race.

But thinking back now, it definitely wasn't something so simple.

"I've heard of it not just once, but countless times. I had no idea that clan was such an old guild......"

"Saying it like that makes me sound old. Sigh, it's not that old. Roughly, if you count the years, it's been about seven years.

Anyway, unlike the Stinger now, which has grown quite large, back then Stinger was just a small clan with only about six members including me.

Once, those six clan members went to a village for a request. The village chief tried to treat us by serving food, and among them was a drink that looked like beer."

Beya continued with a gentle tone, a smile on her lips.

"Five of us, including me, kept that drink far away and didn't touch it. The smell was strange.

But one of us drank it. It tasted so bad that you could see his face contorting in real time, but he couldn't say anything in front of the chief. Only after the chief left did he finally speak up."

"What did he say?"

"He said it tasted like a mix of fermented goblin and human urine."

"Pfft, what even is that."

"We laughed it off, joking if he really knew because he'd actually tasted fermented goblin and human urine before. But when the request was over and we went to the chief's house to report, the chief wasn't there.

So we searched all over the village for the chief but couldn't find her, so we went back to the house......

Beya frowned as if recalling that moment.

"But then, there was a strange noise coming from the floor of the house. Thinking it was odd, we tore up the floor and found stairs leading down to a basement.

We went down the stairs very cautiously."

"Hold on."

I interrupted Beya, feeling puzzled.

"Why did you even go down to the basement? You had no idea what might be down there."

"With six of us together, we figured we could handle whatever we found. So we went all the way down, and even now I can vividly remember what we saw then."

"What on earth did you see?"

"Louis, don't be too shocked when you hear this. In the basement of the chief's house, there was a male goblin tied up, naked, with his arms and legs bound in ropes."

"......So that means the chief had captured a goblin and locked him up in the basement...?"

"Yes. And what's even more shocking is there were several barrels neatly arranged, collecting that male goblin's urine to ferment it for real.

And the chief we'd been searching for was on top of the goblin, having sex with him."

I instinctively furrowed my brow.

Since this world has reversed gender roles, I naturally assumed the village chief was a woman.

But this story was filthier than I had imagined.

Seeing my reaction, Beya gave an awkward smile.

"Pretty disgusting story, huh?"

"Enough that I can understand why it stuck in your memory."

Perhaps because of the shocking tale, a silence settled between Beya and me that no longer felt so awkward.

***

Before I knew it, Beya was looking down at the sleeping Louis, who was breathing quietly, with sad eyes.

To think that family, who should trust and help each other, had secretly installed something like that in his room to spy on him.

Just how mentally devastated must Louis have been to ask her to stay with him.

Beya bit her lip for no reason as she gazed at the sleeping Louis's face.

Tonight, it seemed she would be staying up for many reasons.