"Would this be enough?"

As the viewers suggested, I put my panties and pants back on and covered my stomach area. For this infiltration, I made a small wound on my left thigh and tore off a sleeve from my discarded clothes to wrap it around like a bandage, giving the appearance of an injured person.

• Yeah

• Good

• Much better than earlier

• Looks more like an adventurer now

• A little exposure is fine

"Um... then, I’ll try infiltrating as an adventurer."

• But wouldn’t a prostitute be more efficient?

"A prostitute... I agree that it would be easier to find the culprit that way, but we have to prepare for any unexpected situations. If the culprit is stronger than me or recognizes the face of the investigator, there's a risk of being caught off guard."

Entering too recklessly is dangerous.

Assumed information.

This is the main reason many people die when trying to infiltrate the town on the third floor without proper preparation.

'We don't know how much information the culprit has.'

The culprit might know what the investigator looks like. He almost certainly knows that the investigation has started.

Would someone who assaulted a noblewoman be sitting around carefree? The fact that he’s raped someone over twenty times and hasn’t been caught yet needs to be considered.

What if he’s cleverly using that fact? What if he spread rumors in advance that an investigator would sneak into the village to falsely accuse someone to lay off his own heat?

"To prepare for that possibility, I need to carry a weapon. But if a prostitute is carrying a weapon, that’s even more suspicious, right?"

• Her brain suddenly turned back on

• Why is she so logical?

• Where did the dumb bimbo Lee Dohee go?

"In this trial, you guys can help too. I’ll check the chat from time to time, so if you suspect anyone, share your reasoning."

Fine, I’ll be honest.

I wasn’t exactly a smart character in my past life.

But I wasn’t an idiot either.

I consider myself a little above average. In my previous life, I made a lot of smart friends and listened to their advice.

'Well... I ignored them when it was time to make a decision, which might be why I got betrayed.'

Still, that was based on the assumption that I could handle things with brute force. Anyway, I acknowledge that I’m not a genius and I’m open to advice from people who are smarter.

• Wow! Interactive content!!

• Detective Big titties coming through!! (deleted content)

• I feel like we’ll mess up if we follow what these guys say

• Interactive content, lol

• Real guilds do give advice and info like this

• Let’s take it seriously, guys

• Just trust us~

Not exactly reliable, but better than nothing, right?

The first obstacle: entering the village.

It seemed to be a village often attacked by monsters, as a 2-meter-high log fence completely surrounded the residential area.

"Hm? Who goes there?"

A militia member in leather armor holding a crude spear asked from atop the gate.

"Ah, hello. I’m a passing adventurer. I hurt my leg and was wondering if I could stay for a few days?"

"No! We don’t accept outsiders in this village... but, ahem... let me ask."

He was about to refuse, but then glanced at my face and body and changed his mind.

‘Looks like we’ll get in.’

Of course, a burly male adventurer with a spear would be turned away, but I’m a wounded female adventurer.

A weak woman who triggers men’s protective instincts just by existing.

Checking the chat briefly,

• That guy seems into women, maybe he’s the culprit

• He looks like a serial rapist

• He’s the one!!

• Guys, come on, not everyone’s the culprit...

• Suspect everyone!!

• These guys are all paranoid, lol

"......"

Nothing useful in the chat so far.

A moment later,

Creeeaak—

The log gate opened and three armed men stepped out.

"Well... we usually don’t allow adventurers, but since goblins have been appearing nearby, we can’t ignore you. Come in."

A middle-aged man in his fifties, who seemed to be the decision-maker, welcomed me with open arms.

Unlike the crude spears held by the other guards, he was wearing proper chainmail and carried a sword.

'He must be the guard captain or something.'

"Thank you so much!!!"

I bowed my head and entered the village, doing my best to ignore all the stares.

"Ahem... follow me. You two stay here."

Leaving behind the two guards who clicked their tongues in disappointment, I slowly followed the captain.

"Oh my, who’s that woman?"

"Mom! I’ve never seen someone with such big boobs!!"

"Oh... an outsider?"

"There have been more monsters near the village lately."

A typical rural village scene.

There didn’t seem to be any signs of oppression or tyranny. Everyone seemed to be doing well enough.

The children were lively, the women put effort into their appearance and clothes, and the men even built a small training ground near the fields.

I must not forget.

In this peaceful village hides a notorious serial rapist.

"First, let’s stop by the village chief’s house to greet him."

As people whispered and watched, we arrived at a two-story house with a slowly turning windmill.

Just as I was about to enter and head upstairs—

"Hm? Captain Michael? Oh! Where’d you find a woman like that?"

A young man with spiky red hair appeared from a side room.

"Ah, she’s an outsider adventurer..."

Smack!!

"Kyaa!?"

An unexpected, sudden attack.

A tingling sensation spread from my butt.

It took me 0.1 seconds to figure out what happened.

"You bastard, where do you think you’re touching!"

I punched him in the face.

Time required for punishment: 0.3 seconds…

But—

Clack!

"Whoa, I’m sorry! Paul!! What do you think you’re doing to a guest on her first visit!!!"

The guard captain stopped my punch.

'Huh... he actually blocked it.'

"Huh? A guest? I’m sorry... I thought Dad called in a prostitute..."

More shocking than him saying that his dad calls in prostitutes was the fact that the guard captain stopped my punch with such speed.

'Is he really just a regular villager?'

This might be harder than I thought...

Anyway, this village chief’s house already feels like a dysfunctional mess.

• That guy’s definitely the culprit

• Let’s just make him the culprit

• Caught ya, punk!

• The guard captain’s fast, damn

• Slapping her butt on first meeting, wtf lol

• No debate here, just kill him!

• These guys aren’t helping at all, lol

I wanted to yank down his pants and check for scars right away, but I had no solid evidence yet.

So, I decided to wait and half-heartedly accepted his apology before heading upstairs.

"Hmm, you’re an adventurer?"

"Yes, sir. I hurt my leg and was hoping to rest here for a few days."

The village chief was a bald man in his 60s with a long white beard and a kind face.

It’s funny to think someone his age would hire prostitutes, but on the surface, he seemed polite and fitting of his position.

"Ahem, now that you mention it, there’s a vacant house on the northern side... Stay there. It’s within the fence, so it should be safe."

"Thank you, sir! I don’t know how to repay you..."

"No need for that. Oh, and since you’re an adventurer..."

"Yes, sir."

"Please consider taking a monster extermination request later. The goblins have gotten aggressive lately, and the women can’t go outside..."

"Understood, I’ll keep that promise."

'Like hell I will...'

All I need to do is catch the culprit. But some lip service won’t hurt.

Following the guard captain, I reached an old, isolated cabin.

The furniture was scattered, and there was dust everywhere, but this was still a great place to stay.

'I’ve been homeless for ten years. This is more than enough.'

"Take a rest. Ah, and if you need herbs for your wound, look for Miss Rodney’s green-roofed house."

"Thank you~!"

Thud.

Once the door shut, a calm stillness filled the air. The captain left, and I was finally alone.

"Ah~~ This is gonna be easy. Am I the only one feeling that?"

• ????

• Do you even know who the culprit is?

• Isn’t it that Paul guy?

• Nah, it’s clearly the shady village chief

• Dude, how would the village chief even travel to the city?

• What’s important is getting the list of people who travel to the city

"No, guys. We don’t need to do anything. Get the list? If I ask around for that, rumors will spread and people will think I’m an investigator."

• Then what are you gonna do?

• You are an investigator tho

• ??

"I was worried I’d have to investigate while staying at an inn or someone else’s house, but this isolated cabin is perfect. The culprit will come to me. I’m basically getting a free win this time."

The enemy is a sex-crazed lunatic serial rapist.

Worried about being found out? Would someone like that rape a noblewoman? Probably smart enough, but unable to suppress his desires.

"This mystery story ends here. Your deductions were absolutely useless."

• What

• You bitch, lol

• But seriously, we weren’t helpful at all lol

• LOL, you savage

• A wounded female adventurer… yeah, hard to resist

• Interactive content failed

• Come on, we haven’t even started yet!!

• Honestly, I’d go for it too

"First, I’ll act like I’m resting and get my wound treated."

After tidying the cabin enough to sleep in, I headed for the green-roofed house the captain mentioned.

People watched me like I was some exotic animal, but they were still unfamiliar with me, so they just whispered among themselves.

'Is this the place?'

Just like he said, it was easy to find.

Knock knock.

"Hello? Is Miss Rodney here?"

"Hm? Who’s there? Oh..."

"Huh?"

Where’s Miss Rodney? Why is there a guy who looks like a bandit boss here?

"Ah, the wounded adventurer? Nice to meet you. I’m Lude, studying herbalism under my mother. Come on in."

"Ah, nice to meet you."

I politely shook his large hand and entered.

His house had dried herbs and mysterious plants filling the shelves.

"So, you want some herbs?"

"The bleeding’s stopped, so just something for disinfection."

"Alright, but I can’t give it away for free... hehehe..."

He grinned slyly and stood up.

Thump... thump... the floor creaked as he slowly walked toward me, like a predator.

"Eh?"

No way he’s showing his true colors already? I assumed I’d be safe during the day and left my weapon at home.

'Damn it...'

Then, he suddenly knelt in front of me and examined my thigh wound.

'Huh?'

He studied it closely, resting his hand on his chin in thought.

"Ah, sorry. Was it a blade wound?"

"Yes..."

'Damn it, you scared me, asshole.'

He was so huge that just walking over felt threatening.

'I used to be as big as that guy... sigh...'

Anyway, he handed me the herbs and kindly explained how to use them.

In exchange, he asked me to visit his mother’s herb garden.

'Paying for the herbs with labor, huh.'

But why’s he sitting inside while his mom’s working outside?

Not sure, but I headed to the herb field he mentioned.

Inside the fence. Near the green-roofed house. There, I saw five older women tending to the herbs.

'Ah...'

Yeah, having a buff young man among them might’ve felt awkward.

'Good chance.'

This is the perfect opportunity to learn about the village without asking suspicious questions.

And not just learn.

'I can drop information too.'

For example, I could let it slip that I sleep deeply, or that I have no one looking for me...

'Alright, let’s begin.'

​

Starting with the older women, I slowly introduced myself to the villagers one by one.

I never asked probing questions and instead offered them information about me.

A female adventurer traveling alone after losing her companions.

Weakened from injury.

Sleeps deeply, not picky, can sleep anywhere.

Only about a year into the adventuring life, still a rookie.

No experience with men.

I casually dropped these details that the viewers and I agreed on.

• There’s no way he can ignore this

• Yeah, if a guy ignores this, he’s not a man

• Hehehe... but where’s this going?

• If he shows up, just catch him immediately

• Nah, the real proof is his semen...

• Let’s leave that part to the streamer, lol

"Guys, don’t say weird stuff. Anyone who shows up at night is getting wrecked as soon as they open the door."

• Tsk

• Damn

• What did you guys expect? lol

• Ah

• My fantasy...

• Cringe

• Where’s the scene? lol

• Damn damn

• Ah...

​

And it didn’t stop with just leaking information.

What if the culprit didn’t know I had arrived? I needed to casually walk around the village like an innocent traveler.

Wearing the thin dress given by the older ladies, I strolled through the village, swaying my hips as if trying to tempt men.

"L-Like this?"

Maybe because I was a bit larger than average, the outline of my plump butt was clearly visible through the thin fabric.

• Yeah

• That’s it, that’s the one

• Damn, that’s hot

• I’m really losing it over here

• If no one jumps her, they’re not even a man

• Holy shit… can’t take it anymore

• Aaaaaa I can’t resist!!

• What if someone else jumps her first?

Of course, there was an unexpected incident.

"Butt~poke!"

Poke!

"Kyaa!?"

A mischievous sneak attack by a village kid!

At their age, they don’t know how to control their strength. His finger lifted my skirt and poked straight inside, sending an electric jolt through my whole body.

"Hahahahaha~~ Dummy noona~~!"

"I defeated the butt monster~~!!"

"The butt monster has fallen!!!"

"Urgh... You little punks!"

Still reeling from the shock, I covered my butt with one hand and awkwardly raised a heel, preparing to chase them.

"Hahaha run away~"

"Retreat! The butt monster is angry~~ kyaahaha!"

And off they ran.

"Fuck..."

• LOL

• These brats are ruthless

• I’m craving a massacre ending now lol

• So how’s that butt-poke feel?

• LOL did your butt feel good?

"Shut up. I can barely stand..."

My butt trembled as cold sweat trickled down from clenching my anus.

Besides that, I did things like going to the well outside the village with the guards, or eating dinner with the villagers at the town hall—just generally making sure everyone in the village saw my face and my defenseless body.

​

Evening came before I knew it.

As night fell, everyone except the guards on duty returned to their homes and things grew quiet.

"Shall we organize a bit? I’ve got a rough idea of the suspects."

Who could have committed the crime?

First, eliminate the shy ones who blush like virgins. Then remove the weaklings. Finally, exclude the ones who only work the fields.

That leaves:

The village chief’s son, red-haired Paul.

Guard captain Michael.

Herbalist Lude.

"That’s about it… There might be more, but based on today’s info, these three seem the most likely. They all seem to have some level of strength, and they’ve clearly been outside the village. They also give off a vibe of having experience with women."

Identifying the culprit isn’t hard. Catching them is the real challenge.

• Probably Paul or the captain

• Or both

• The chief is possible too though

• Seems roughly right?

"Anyway, I’ll sleep here tonight. Gotta hope they step into the trap."

• Think they’ll come tonight?

• The atmosphere is creepy af

• You’re gonna beat them as soon as the door opens, right?

• How long are you gonna wait?

"Yup. First I beat them down, then pull their pants off and check for scars. What, you want me to wait until I give birth to their baby or something?"

• What

• Gasp

"But chances are, they won’t come tonight. Still, just in case, I won’t actually sleep. I’ll leave the donation alarm on so I can wake up."

From now on, the viewers are my biological alarm clock.

And so, night slowly falls.