I PICKED UP A CHILD IN A DUMPSTER-Chapter 91: Chat windows.

The King stood there for a moment after closing the door.

The chamber had finally fallen silent again. The distant echoes of the Munches faded deeper into the tunnels, leaving only the soft crackle of the torches and the quiet rustle of fabric as the massive mascot body shifted slightly.

Slowly, the King turned.

Her enormous round head tilted downward toward the bed.

Toward Si Hon.

He was still lying there with his arms tied behind his back, exactly where she had left him.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then she said one word.

"Now."

The oversized mascot eyes stared at him expectantly.

Si Hon didn’t answer.

He just lay there.

Completely still.

His face was strangely blank.

No anger.

No confusion.

No panic.

Just a flat, distant expression, like someone whose brain had quietly stepped out of the room to take a break.

The silence stretched for a few seconds.

Then—

Si Hon let out a dry, hollow laugh.

"Haha..."

Another one followed, weaker.

"...Haha..."

His eyes stared at the ceiling like he was watching something far, far away.

"I’m fucked...."

The King froze.

The giant mascot head jerked slightly.

"(￣□￣;)!"

She took a quick step forward, the fluffy body wobbling a little as she leaned closer to the bed.

"Gah! W-w-what happened?!" she stuttered, suddenly worried.

Si Hon didn’t respond.

His gaze remained fixed somewhere above the ceiling, his expression still completely blank.

***

(Earlier — Si Hon)

"If you want to live... obey me."

The words had barely left the girl’s mouth when a flood of blue windows burst into existence in front of Si Hon’s face.

The stream chat exploded.

「FUCK!!!! FIGURED!!!! THIS IS THE SAME ######## IN THE OTH####」

「Chill dude... you know that’s going to be censored. But damn... the chills... this is crazy.」

「Fuck!!!! Ry# ##### she really is my favorite!!!!」

「HYPE! HYPE!」

Messages flew upward faster than Si Hon could even read them. Some were half-censored by the system, others were just pure screaming excitement.

Then a much larger window appeared beside the normal chat.

It was rainbow-colored.

The border glittered obnoxiously as it popped into view.

「HYPEENJOYER1937 has sent a Super Chat:

Hahahahaha, this is so good!!! I’m investing in this channel!!!」

Si Hon blinked slowly.

His eyes moved from one floating message to another, his brain clearly struggling to catch up with whatever the hell was happening.

"...(￣□￣;)"

He rubbed his temple.

"What are y’all even talking about?"

The chat continued flying upward like a fireworks display.

Before anyone could answer him, the girl suddenly turned and tiptoed toward the cabinet against the wall. Her movements were quick but strangely quiet, even with the massive mascot body.

She opened the cabinet and pulled out a coil of rope.

The chat immediately reacted.

「Kidnap arc.」

「What??? Possessive #r# #####???」

「Y’all are so random...」

Si Hon squinted suspiciously at the rope.

"Wait."

Then—

Before he could react, the girl suddenly moved.

Fast.

Far faster than he expected.

She darted forward with surprising speed and grabbed his arm.

"!?"

(The fuck?!)

Si Hon barely had time to react before his arm was yanked behind his back. His body stiffened in shock as the rope wrapped around his wrists with quick, efficient movements.

"Hey?" he whispered in confusion.

"No talking," she replied immediately.

Her tone was quiet... but firm.

The chat burst into laughter.

「Lololol you better obey Si Hon」

「Exactly.」

「Yeah... exactly. She once ground someone up.」

「Yes... she once killed a guy and ground him into bits.」

Si Hon froze.

"W-what?"

Before he could question that horrifying piece of information— The girl suddenly lifted him.

Just like that.

His feet left the ground.

Si Hon stared at the floor for a moment in pure disbelief as the massive mascot simply carried him like he weighed nothing.

To be fair...

Looking at the size difference between his body and the giant mascot form... Yeah.

That checked out.

"What the hell?" he muttered.

She didn’t answer.

Without a word, she carried him across the room and dropped him onto the large bed.

The mattress sank softly beneath him.

Si Hon landed awkwardly on his side, his arms still tied behind his back as he stared toward the door of the chamber.

Outside, he could still hear the Munches screaming and scratching.

But inside the room...

The chat windows suddenly multiplied again.

Dozens of new messages popped up all at once.

「Damn... we’re not into BL...」

「LMAO!!! SI HON LOOKED LIKE ONE OF THOSE ALPHA WOLF GIRLS WHEN THEY TAKE THEIR BRIDE TO BED KWHAHAHAHA」

「KWHAHAHAHA WHY is this turning into a romcom? (ಡ͜ʖಡ)」

Si Hon slowly turned his head toward the floating windows.

His eyes narrowed dangerously.

He glared at them.

Then one particular message caught his attention.

It appeared slightly slower than the others.

Almost serious.

「Si Hon... you better actually obey her.」

He frowned.

The message continued.

「And don’t interact too much with her. I don’t mean talking... I mean touching stuff.」

Another line appeared underneath.

「She once broke a guy’s entire body just because he grazed her.」

Si Hon stared.

His expression went completely blank.

"(°ロ°)"

"What?"

More replies appeared immediately.

「Exactly.」

「He’s not exaggerating.」

「She’s scary when she gets annoyed.」

Si Hon slowly turned his head toward the giant mascot standing near the door.

Then back toward the chat.

Then back toward the mascot again.

"Fuck...."

Before anyone could respond—

CLANG!

The heavy door suddenly burst open.

Dozens of Munches flooded into the chamber at once.

"King!!!"

"King!!! We save you!!!"

Their screeching voices filled the room as they rushed inside, claws scraping against the floor and walls in a chaotic anger.

From the bed, Si Hon watched them silently.

His arms tied behind his back.

His body half-sunk into the mattress.

His brain still processing everything that had just happened in the last minutes seconds.

The mascot king stood proudly near the door.

The Munches bowed and screamed in praise.

And the chat above him continued scrolling like absolute madness.

Si Hon slowly leaned his head back against the pillow.

"Yeah."

He stared at the ceiling.

"Fuck...."