Ryan calmly looked around him; although it took him some time to process what was happening, he finally accepted that this was not a dream.

  Somehow, he had been transported into the very game he was supposedly hired to work on.

  'Even so, I want to confirm something.' Ryan crossed his arms and spoke with curiosity.

  "Status"

  A transparent blue interface unfolded before his eyes.

  [ CHARACTER STATUS ]

  > Name: [Ryan]

  > Level: 60 — Rank: B

  > Class: Support

  > Title: None

  > Strength: 200 | Magic: 258 | Agility: 210 | Psyche: 600 | Stamina: 550 | Luck: 10 |

  > Available Points: [70]

  > EXP: 0 / 250,000

  'Does Luck not increase with the rewards? I’m not even sure that stat is useful to me right now...'

  'If I remember correctly, the skills were...'

  "Skills"

  [ SKILL STATUS ]

  Basic Skills:

  > Recovery

  > Physical Enhancement

  > Magical Enhancement

  Unique Skill: None

  Item Skill: None

  Extra Skill: Debt

  'There it is, the Debt bug. The description says it only works on women with low energy, low health, or who are expecting assistance from the player. In other words... from me.'

  "Ryan, what’s wrong? You’re very distracted. We’re going to rest now." Helen approached, taking him by the hand and pulling him forward.

  "Yeah... but where are we going?"

  "What do you mean, where?" Mirian interrupted.

  Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

  "This is the hundredth floor of the dungeon. There’s only one place we can go."

  "And where is that?"

  'I didn’t have time to study the game. Obviously I don’t know where we’re going.'

  "Home, of course. After conquering the hundredth floor, we claim the boss chamber."

  "Ah, right, right, heh heh." Ryan replied with a forced smile.

  He followed them, and after a couple of minutes of walking, he could see the white doors of the boss chamber in the distance, which now, according to Mirian, belonged to them.

  'Isn’t it dangerous to have a house inside a dungeon?'

  Ryan had many questions, but at the same time, he wanted to avoid acting stranger than he already had.

  So far, he only knew that he was inside a Gacha RPG where the main character was a support who completed missions to recruit heroines.

  But because of his personal revenge, like a properly irresponsible programmer, that main character was no longer just a support.

  "Well, how about you shower first, Ryan?" Helen suggested once they were all inside the main hall.

  "Yeah, that’s fine."

  Although Ryan saw four doors, the sound of running water came from only one of them, so there was no need to ask where the bathroom was.

  "But... Helen, you’re injured. Ryan, please heal her."

  "No, wait. I’m fine, heh heh," Helen replied, sitting down abruptly.

  "No, absolutely not... Ryan, please heal her."

  "But... think of an order first, please." Helen murmured, looking at Ryan with a deeply flushed face.

  'Right, because once I heal her, she’ll have to obey an order. So... what should I tell her? Ah, I know. I’ll order her to guard outside the shelter while I bathe.'

  'That way she won’t do anything strange like Mirian did. Otherwise, she might end up in the bath with me, heh heh.'

  Ryan nodded to himself as if he had just come up with the best idea possible.

  "Don’t worry, I’ve got it. It’s fine."

  Ryan stretched out both hands, pointing them toward Helen’s body.

  "Recovery." he said, and Helen’s body glowed with a soft green light; it looked like an aura covering her, her long yellow hair shifting within that energy as her wounds and fatigue gradually disappeared.

  The light surrounding Helen faded.

  "Alright, I think that’s done."

  "Yep, heh heh. Thank you. Now, please... give me an order, Ryan."

  "Alright. Go guard the entrance to the shelter while I take a bath."

  "Yes!" Helen replied enthusiastically.

  Ryan walked into the bathing room; it wasn’t what he had expected. It actually looked like hot springs, except there was no steam and the water looked completely natural.

  Ryan took off his clothes, grabbed a towel from a basket near the entrance, wrapped it around his waist, and stepped into the water.

  "I shouldn’t be relaxing. I mean, I was just sent into this stupid game, and I don’t even know if I can go back home."

  Ryan leaned his back against the stones of the water-filled basin.

  [Automatic debt collection initiated]

  "It activated. She should be guarding the entrance now. By the way, those girls... they don’t seem like simple NPCs."

  "What’s an NPC?" The voice sounded curious.

  Ryan turned abruptly.

  "What?! What are you doing here? I gave you an order."

  "Shut up. Why did you give me a repeated order? You know that’s not valid."

  "Repeated?"

  "Yes, you already ordered me that yesterday."

  "If you knew that, why didn’t you say anything?! Just get out of here!"

  "Because I forgot. Don’t blame me... I can’t leave..." Her face was flushed, and her body was covered with one of the towels. However, her thighs and shoulders were exposed.

  Ryan remained pressed against the stones of the basin as Helen approached him; she walked stiffly, as if resisting something.

  "Don’t tell me you’re planning to get in here."

  "Don’t look at me!" she shouted, even more flushed, though glaring at him angrily.

  "I’m not looking!" Ryan turned around, giving her his back.

  He heard the sound of water as Helen stepped in.

  Ryan’s heart was pounding. After what Mirian had done in the dungeon, he had no idea what Helen might do this time.

  Though it wasn’t Helen’s will.

  It was the will of that debt system.

  Ryan’s entire body tensed when he felt something soft and warm press against his back.

  "W-what is that..." he asked, blushing.

  "Don’t you dare turn around!"