Otherworld TRPG Game Master

“The Organization of Evil 『Legend of Devils』 will now commence the Second Round Table Conference.”

Ding ding ding.

Pink-Haired Lesbian, dressed in a suit, adjusted her glasses and called the meeting to order. The participants were as follows: The Crazy Wizard (has three phases), who forgot the purpose of gathering information and simply enjoyed the session—that was me.

Then there was the Purple Tower Master, Yuna Yurensto Violetiris, who also forgot about the task of gathering intelligence and just enjoyed the session.

Yuri Lanster, an agent of the Imperial Defense Bureau, had made the same mistake.

Finally, there was the employee of the year 『Espoir De Eternal dark』.

“You bastards──!!"

“Language.”

“You bastards──!!"

“Stop fucking swearing!!”

Despite my attempt at giving reasonable advice, Outer God was so upset, she started spinning wildly like a windmill caught in a storm.

Was she truly that upset over rehabilitating someone back to normal? Did it really irk her so much that she wasn’t able to plunge another Magical Girl into despair by severing their neck?

Maybe she had never felt the warm embrace of love and friendship. This is the problem with these depresso expresso types…

“I’m not mad because you gave it a childish ending. You kept meddling with everything I tried to do! I tried so hard because you said you would remove as many settings as the information I gathered…..!!”

Seeing her worked up and making a fuss, Pink-Haired Lesbian tilted her head and asked.

“What exactly did Eternal Dark do?”

“Oh, she tried to set a backdoor spell on Roderus while he was distraught over Ruru’s death. The spell would’ve turned him into a puppet once ten specific brainwashing key codes were said. So I stopped it.”

“Wh-When Oh Dae-soo self-destructed at the end... At that time, she amplified the pain threshold by ten times, wrapped that memory up tightly, and planted it in his subconscious to use later as a mental bomb to incapacitate him.... She tried to plant a sort of mental bomb….. So I erased that too.”

“AHHHHHHH──!!"

The Outer God wailed as she rolled on the floor, complaining about how unfair it was to expect her to work after we had "cut off all her limbs." Seeing her pitiful state, I… didstate not feel any sympathy.

Beep.

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Beast of Betrayal : 92%

Indignant : 7%

Happiness : 1%

Masculinity : 0%

I could see her inner demons clearly.

While she pretended to acknowledge the power dynamic between us and even played along with a show of obedience, it wasn’t because of some ‘Mindbroken Female Submissive’ fantasy. No, it was more of a ‘I’ll stab you in the back the moment I get the chance, you motherfucker’ vibe. In short, she wasn’t fully tamed.

If you really think about it, her so-called efforts to "extract information" were filled with ulterior motives. If Roderus was emotionally unstable, why not take the information in the moment instead of planting some backdoor for later use?

That’s like a thief finding an unlocked door but choosing to install a device on the window for future entry instead of just taking the money.

Clearly, she was scheming either to find a way to escape and switch bodies or make Roderus go berserk near me in an attempt on my life—cute tricks like that.

So preemptively blocking her spells was the right choice.

Even the Tower Master, who anyone would admit was the most empathetic among us, looked at her with cold eyes. Normally, if someone was genuinely upset, our kind Yuna would be the first to try and console them.

“Oh my….. It must have been so hard, Eternal Dark. I know how tough it can be when your superior just messes around. I get it.”

“Uuwaa⋯⋯!!"

“Yes yes, come here. I will give you a warm hug.”

Pink-Haired Lesbian pulled the Outer God into a tight hug and secretly shot me a look. Along with a quick hand signal.

-I will take the role of giving her food. Mr. Crazy Wizard, continue on with the whipping.

-I think the whole ‘good cop, bad cop’ is too obvious of a trick to actually work.

-With these types? You have to at least give it a try.

Outer God was scheming to outwit us, while we plotted her downfall, a happy organization full of deception. And time was on our side.

Outer God, still convinced she has a shot at breaking free, would put in the effort, and by the time she found a good opportunity to betray us…… she would have succumbed to justice's mind-warping embrace like many others who have passed through my hands.

I really enjoyed it seeing villains fall apart into ruin and despair.

While I was absorbed, watching Pink-Haired Lesbian's hand move subtly along Outer God's back and thighs, the Tower Master tugged at my sleeve and whispered.

“So, what are you actually gonna do⋯⋯?"

“About what?”

“Redburn⋯⋯. Should I just go ahead and erase him? A dog that bites once will bite again. Redburn won’t be any different.”

“It’s fine, there’s no reason for you to overexert yourself like that.”

Yeah, it’s alright.

I’ll say it again—time is on my side. I wasn’t exaggerating when I said I had three phases.

Using the idea I formed during my fight with Roderus, and the real data I gathered from the Tower of Trials, I was almost ready. I had a front line and a back line that I could summon at any time…… it was almost complete.

All I needed was something like the Capital Knight Order’s power armor.

Once that was in place, I felt confident that I could defeat most opponents unless the match up was really bad. After all,I even beat a Mana Parrier with ease, so what could possibly scare me at this point?

Of course, the issue of energy—specifically, how much mana I could wield—was still a concern. But as long as the Tower Master was near me, the problem would eventually resolve itself. Even now I regularly drank in her power, even from her yawns.

Seeing my confidence practically glowing, the Tower Master placed her hand on mine as if she was worried.

“You know, the scary thing about Metamorphosis is that it defies common sense.”

“Defies  common sense?”

“Eung….. The total amount of power someone has may be fixed, but there are good matchups that can surpass that. Like, hypothetically, a power specifically designed to overpower someone in their twenties with black hair. It’s extreme, but possible.”

She was warning me. If someone’s Metamorphosis was custom-built to target me, there was a chance I would die.

But I had prepared for that scenario too. Through playing TRPGs, making friends, and expanding my circle, my defenses had become thicker.

And even in a worst-case scenario, where a weapon made to kill a wizard came my way, a warrior could still break it. Pink-Haired Lesbian would protect me from any such threat.

If the problem was that an individual was unable to handle a group, or the threat of surprise attacks from Black Wizards, then the solution was simple: we would build our own group.

The players and I are loosely connected after all.

Even if everyone couldn't become friends, if we aligned our interests and wove our stories together, I was certain they could at least become coworkers.

“And even that was the case, there’s something I──"

Beep.

The Mana-Fax turned on. Officially called "Magical Copy Something-something," it functioned much like an ordinary fax machine.

While important documents like royal decrees were still delivered by hand to prevent counterfeiting, this machine was handy for exchanging information where security or formality isn’t an important issue.

I paused what I was about to say and checked the printout.

To summarize: a flashy, slightly blue-skinned girl was running around beating up criminals, and the message asked if I, the Crazy Wizard, had something to do with it.

“......Pink-Haired Lesbian, you didn’t report this ye,t did you?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“So, does that mean the Second Prince’s first assumption when something weird happens is that I’m responsible?”

“Can you honestly blame him?”

I couldn’t refute her in good conscience.

I had been worried about Roderus after what happened in the end, but it seemed like things were turning out all right.

However, the appearance of a young girl⋯⋯?

My expression hardened as a dreadful possibility formed in my mind. The Tower Master also nodded in agreement.

“We didn’t give anything to Roderus, right? Like a hologram projector or anything.”

“N-No. There was no way to give it to him either. Because we were only connected by a dream⋯⋯."

“Could it be that this Roderus... couldn’t shake off the memories of the dream world and...”

"⋯⋯Crossdressed?!"

I have ruined yet another person’s life!

It was, at least, a healthier hobby than beating up wizards, so all I could do was hope no one caught him, especially not Ruru.

I pray for your success, Roderus.

As I mourned the death of someone’s masculinity, a lightbulb went off in my head.

“......Waitttttt a second.”

Ruru had supposedly completed her justice mindbreak and seemed to like Oh Dae-soo.

Ruru had seen Oh Dae-soo’s true form in the final scene.

Roderus disliked Redburn.

In that case, what if we brought them together? What were the odds that Captain Kim Ruru of the Capital Knight Order would beat the living hell out of Redburn?

“This is perfect.”

Was extracting information even that important anymore? Now, we had a chance to send someone in the Sublimation Stage directly at Redburn!

Normally, information warfare was for the weak. If we could drop a Sublimation Bomb on him, obliterating him entirely, there would be no need to bother with intelligence-gathering. Redburn might not crumble from just one bomb⋯⋯.

At the very least, he won’t even be able to think about fucking with me. Since he'll have to block the wave over there first.

When I explained the plan, Yuna’s eyes gleamed with the enthusiasm of a devout shipper. She was a die-hard Dae-soo x Ruru fan, and she now looked ready to put in 120% effort.

“Th-the two of them just need to meet, right?! Leave it to me…..! I’ll make sure their first meeting is unforgettable!”

Yuri Lanster, agent of the Imperial Defense Bureau, adjusted her glasses, the lenses flashing as she did it.

“Hm. I also have an idea. I'll gather more intimate details after making contact with them, but there’s a chance we could collaborate with the Defense Bureau.

The Tower Master and Pink-Haired Lesbian exchanged thoughts and fine-tuned the plan. We were going to crush Redburn under the sheer force of love.

Irid (the Second Prince/ Imperial Defense Bureau) - Kim Ruru (Capital Knight Order) - Roderus (Whistleblower)

Three Handles One!

I waved the printed report in front of Outer God. Who was mocking me for forgetting to extracting information? Look at the masterpiece I’ve crafted!

“Outer God, take a look! It’s all falling into place!!”

“You’ve  just stumbled into some luck, good~job!!”

“Today, you’re going to have to add a sound effect that’s at least ten letters long at the end of every word.”

"euaaaaAHHHHKKYUNGKYUNG!!"

While I was trying to discipline Outer God with a relentless barrage of information, the Tower Master and Pink-Haired Lesbian had already finished getting ready for their work trip to Crownhall.

“I will be right back.”

“Call me if something happens⋯⋯!"

The two of them took a horse carriage and temporarily left the Academy. For the success of pure love—and important business.

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I was left alone for the first time in a while.

Now that Pink-Haired Lesbian and Tower Master had left my office, I wondered if it had always been this quiet. The thought of sleeping in my bed alone tonight already made me feel lonely.

But no, let’s stay positive. There were things I could only do when I was alone. Being glued to the hip with the Tower Master and Pink-Haired Lesbian usually took up all my time.

Now I could say that I finally gained some space. Freedom. Then, that meant⋯⋯.

Something I could only do when no one else was around⋯⋯ Something private, something⋯⋯ personal.

I turned my gaze toward Outer God.

"⋯⋯⋯⋯."

“W=What are you looking at me like that for?!”

“Outer God, you’re going to hang out with me.”

You’re now going to become a Transformer.