Chapter 100

A well-established ramen shop in Tokyo. A man dragged his heavy body and threw open the door.

"Excuse me~ Do you allow seeing-eye dogs in here?"

"Ah, customer-nim. I'm sorry, but this branch restricts entry to guide dogs for the convenience of other customers. I am truly sorry, but we would appreciate it if you could find another store."

No matter how much better the treatment of disabled people becomes, most people living in this world are non-disabled, or people whose disabilities are not very noticeable. It is regrettable for the disabled, but it is a natural principle that convenience facilities are naturally designed with these people in mind.

Since a seeing-eye dog and a person are one, a guide dog can accompany a person wherever they can enter. That is the legally established rule, but that rule does not necessarily precede reason, or rather, people's perceptions. Even if that rule is fair.

This man squeezed into that reason.

"Is that so? Then a guide dog might not be okay, but a guide cock should be fine, right? Unlike a dog, there's no chance of it being a nuisance to other people. Right?"

"Eh, yes, yes?"

The employee blinked in embarrassment, then realized that the leash in the man's hand was connected to a person, not a dog.

The meaning was belatedly engraved in the employee's head.

"Ah, ah! I see! Not a guide dog, but a guide cock. Yes, that's no problem... Yes, there's definitely no problem! Come on in!"

Is there no problem?

The employee asked himself, but there were no regulations that said it was a problem. Isn't it an unwritten rule among employees that you shouldn't do things that aren't regulated?

So, perhaps condoning a naked woman entering the store is definitely the right thing to do, or at least not the wrong thing to do. Probably.

"Fuhijihit, ah, isn't this nice? You can go to places you couldn't go with those son of a bitches, right? Aren't you grateful? Huh? You should be grateful, right?"

Hideo, pulling on the leash he was holding, with an attitude that clearly forced gratitude.

From the beginning, whether Akari wanted to come to this ramen shop or not was not even a consideration. The important thing was Hideo's mood at that moment.

Whether she had figured that out, or was just innocently kind, Akari responded to Hideo's nonsense with a forced smile.

"Yes, yes. Thank you. Eee, so where is this? I can smell garlic very strongly. It's my first time feeling it."

"Huh? What, you've never eaten ramen before?"

"Yes? No. I've had a chef come to my house and make ramen a few times. But it wasn't this garlicky, was it?"

"Hmm~ Your chef must have made it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠according to your parents' tastes. Take this opportunity to try some proper, ordinary ramen. Ah, with your card, of course. I'm telling you about a good restaurant, so you can definitely pay for that much, right? I'm your guide, after all."

In the end, this was Hideo's intention.

A petty trick to get free ramen, which he likes but is a bit pricey, so he doesn't buy it easily.

Compared to the heinous acts of playing with women's lives on a regular basis, it's so petty that it could be said to reveal Hideo's soy sauce dish-sized bowl.

But in this case, should I say it's fortunate?

"Ah, of course. That much is nothing. You can use the card I left before I came out as much as you want. If it's not enough, I can just call my family."

Was it because she was born into a wealthy family? From the beginning, Akari didn't even have the option of making someone else pay.

Unless it was a super-sized restaurant that required advance reservations, the amount of food ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that the two of them could eat was just pocket change for Akari.

It would be blasphemous to say that such wealth is instead of the light that illuminates Akari's world.

The world is unfair. In many ways.

In the old days, Hideo would have picked up unproductive criticisms of the bourgeoisie, but now he doesn't do such troublesome things.

It's just that Akari's use has expanded from onahole to 'wallet'.

After ordering Hideo's favorite type of ramen, Hideo sat down and pulled Akari onto his lap, hugging her.

It seemed that he had no intention of lowering the cock he had stuck in her Vagina even while eating.

"Um, excuse me, guide-won-nim? Do I have to do this while eating?"

"Of course. What if you go somewhere while I'm eating?"

What childish treatment is this?

It's not like she's a dog, she wouldn't disappear somewhere while eating. She thought about protesting passively, but soon gave up.

Akari had engraved in her body what kind of person Hideo was in just one day.

The act of eating together while sitting on a strange man's lap felt somehow embarrassing to Akari, but at the same time, it created a strange flutter in her heart.

Because this was the first time she had been to a store with such a unique smell, and the first time she had gone out with a strange man.

The magic of the concept of 'newness' is so strongly captivating.

If Akari had had eyesight, she would have felt the gazes of the people staring at her and put more weight on the side of embarrassment, but Akari literally had nothing to see.

Until the food came out, Hideo enjoyed playing with Akari's body like a toy.

Especially today, the game Hideo was into was tickling her clitoris.

"Hyaeuut! Ah, th-there is a s-sensitive spot, hooht♥ Ah, no. I'm, I'm going to go.. I'm going to go away!"

As a result of excellent prior education, Akari had a habit of always reporting her situation before climaxing.

This was probably also influenced by Akari's own excellence (written as excellence, read as perversion).

Anyway, there aren't many perverts who can imprint such conditioned reflexes on their own bodies in just half a day.

Is it because her senses are more sensitive in this area because she can't see?

But Hideo didn't allow it.

"Hey, you idiot. Think about it. If you climax in a Vagina in a place like this, the person cleaning up will have a hard time. You're so thoughtless. Learn some manners."

Hideo scolded Akari and pressed his fingers against her temples.

If Hideo hadn't played with Akari's clitoris in the first place, everything would have been solved. Hideo had no intention of giving up his pleasure.

It's natural for him to play with Akari's Vagina, and it's a separate issue for Akari to dirty the store with her Vaginal fluids.

Hideo sincerely believed that, not as a joke. When you reach the extreme of self-centeredness, people become like this.

"Aht♥ I'm, I'm sorry. I'll, I'll hold it in. Ha, but my Vagina is really sensitive... Just give me a little time."

Akari, a submissive young lady, tried to appease Hideo as much as possible, even accepting his absurd demands, but how could that be possible?

Hideo did not stop teasing her clitoris, completely ignoring Akari's wishes.

Then, if,

"Ah, aah!♥ I, I can't hold it in! R-really! I'm really going to go! Ah, I'm going! Cli, I'm climaxing!"

When Akari really couldn't hold it in and was about to climax, he mercilessly pinched her thigh to bring her back to her senses.

How dare the Vagina try to climax without the permission of the guide cock. Unbelievable.

Such a grueling torment on the hill of climax was finally relieved when the ordered ramen appeared before them.

"Ooh, smells good. I like this kind of thing. The pungent garlic smell stings my nose. Ramen has ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to be like this."

Hideo smacked his lips and picked up his chopsticks. Then, as if he suddenly remembered, he asked Akari.

"Ah, now that I think about it, can you eat noodles like this by yourself?"

"Yes, of course. I can definitely do that much. It's not like I'm not going to eat noodles for the rest of my life."

Just because someone is blind doesn't mean they can't do anything and need to be taken care of.

In particular, Akari was especially sensitive to other senses among the blind, and she was also smart.

She could do some things better than the average person, let alone a blind person.

But,

"Is that so? Well, since I'm playing the role of guide cock, I'll feed you. Here."

Hideo picked up Akari's ramen and brought it to her mouth.

"Ah, I'm, I'm okay...."

"Just eat it."

It would be difficult to interpret this as Hideo's innocent favor. This is just a simple whim created by the situation.

Anyone who has seen Hideo's atrocities so far will feel it.

This piece of human garbage is not fundamentally capable of doing good deeds.

But Akari, who had not seen such Hideo, came to interpret this aspect of Hideo favorably.

"Th, then I'll gratefully...."

From the outside, the two looked like nothing more than a grotesque oddity. But surprisingly, that unusual situation felt strangely good to Akari.

Of course, this is all due to the common sense change of 3 in the mind-changing scale.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Yes, yes. It's delicious. It's a very, how should I say, stimulating taste."

Akari told him her impressions with a soft smile.

Compared to the food Akari usually ate, it wasn't that great, and to put it bluntly, it was just junk food.

But, just the setting of Hideo, a strange man, feeding her by hand was fresh to Akari.

"I see, you say it's delicious? Then that's good. Then I'll have some too."

Hideo and Akari ate ramen and talked to each other.

The contents were just pointless chatter with no nutritional value, and it was a trivial conversation that would evaporate from Hideo's mind tomorrow, or even in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠an hour, but it was a seemingly heartwarming scene.

If you exclude Akari's naked body and the leash around her neck, that is.