Chapter 103

"Ehh, so what was your name again? Was it Makoto?"

"Yeah! Kaname Makoto! It's written with the character meaning 'sincerity,' so it's read as Makoto. How about it, isn't it a manly name?"

Makoto said that proudly, but I wonder how it actually is. It sounds like a relatively androgynous name though.

When I think about it, if you close your eyes to that absurd delusion of his, Makoto is just a regular androgynous beauty, so it could be said that it's a very appropriate naming.

"Alright. Makoto. So, you're aiming to be a great Japanese man, right? Do you even know what the standards are for a great Japanese man~?"

At Hideo's question, Makoto answered as if it were very simple.

"Of course! When you say Japanese man, you have to take strength, sincerity, and inner kindness ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as your model, no matter what, right? ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I know that much!"

That was a value that anyone, not just Japanese men, but universal humanity could aim for.

Of course, that also meant that it was a useless illusion to Hideo.

"Hmph! How typical. You only learn about virtues from books and haven't internalized them with your heart or experience, that's what beginners do. You don't know anything!"

"Th, that can't be!"

I rebuked Makoto with the attitude of an obstinate artisan, and Makoto, for his part, showed a good reaction, surprised like a disciple lacking knowledge.

"Then what are the virtues of real Japanese men? Teach me! I'm begging you like this!"

Makoto neatly gathered both hands on the floor and looked up at Hideo with an earnest face.

It looked like if Hideo delayed even a little, he would slam his face on the floor and do a dogeza.

It wouldn't be bad to enjoy watching that, but I think that can be put off for later.

Hideo cleared his throat with a *keuheum!* and said to Makoto as if he knew it all.

"Listen carefully. The greatest virtue of a Japanese man, that's the power to subjugate females! And to do that, you need a magnificent penis! That's all there is to being a man!"

A preposterous argument that drags not only women but even men to the bottom.

The many values ​​that men deserve to be respected for are being despised by Hideo's hands.

In moments like these, as someone who aspires to be a great Japanese man, Makoto should stand up and confront Hideo.

But at this moment, Makoto,

"I, I see! I didn't know! I didn't know at all! So that's how it is! This is embarrassing! As someone who aspires to be a Japanese man, I didn't even know about the really important values!"

And admired.

Of course, it's not Makoto's fault. At this moment, Makoto is in a state where he can't even doubt Hideo's words.

Makoto is a sponge.

A toy that believes and absorbs everything Hideo says as the Way of Men.

"Take a good look at my penis."

"Uhm! It's a really great and wonderful penis! I feel like it's even more amazing because I don't have one."

Makoto expressed the feeling of awe he felt as it was.

Then Hideo's penis felt good and wriggled in the air with a *bulkkeun*.

"I've conquered so many vaginas with this penis that I can't even count them anymore. *Hihihit*, yeah, it's really fun. There's no greater pleasure for men than that."

Hideo began to tell his heroic tales to this naive disciple.

How many vaginas he had fucked so far.

How he had been trampling on their personalities and dignity.

In detail, what kind of reactions the women who were stuck in this penis showed while panting.

If it were a woman with manners, or even a normal man, not necessarily a woman, it would be a hideous heroic tale that they couldn't help but feel nauseous about.

"Th, that's really amazing! My intuition wasn't wrong! What should I say, I had a feeling that you would definitely make me a great Japanese man! I didn't know you were such a great man. My imagination was lacking!"

Makoto's eyes sparkled like a child as he sent Hideo admiration and longing glances.

The value judgment was reversed inside Makoto right now.

It's not that he admires Japanese men because they are cool and great.

Because he admires Japanese men, Japanese men must be unconditionally cool and great.

Even if his virtue is the cruel act of trampling on and conquering a woman's life, that absolute truth cannot change.

"*Hihihit*, so you have to do that too. If there's a vagina that looks like it's easy to fuck like me, you run to it as soon as you see it and fuck it while trampling on it as much as you want. That's the first step as a Japanese man, got it?"

"I see! Yeah, that's a really wonderful teaching! I'm really touched!"

Makoto testified to Hideo's manliness with an almost tearful face. But that was only for a moment.

"But then, is a penis essential after all? Does that mean that I can't become a Japanese man in the true sense with this body of mine?"

Makoto was feeling the high wall of reality again and clouding his face.

Hideo, enraged by Makoto's weak appearance, slapped her on the cheek to give her a boost.

As a penis.

"Get a grip, you Vagina! Even thinking like that is Vagina-like!"

"*Eut!* S, sorry! I was being stupid."

At Hideo's scolding, Makoto immediately came to his senses and looked up at Hideo with clear eyes.

Looking down at Makoto's eyes, Hideo said this.

"Listen carefully, you retard. Of course, the penis is important. It's really important. But you know, what's even more important than that is the confidence and poise to be able to play with a female's body as a toy! Don't you know that, you stupid bastard!"

"Ah, ah. I, I didn't even know that."

It was a farce.

From an objective point of view, they are just holding on to absurd ideas and spouting nonsense, saying this and that.

It's a waste to even call it third-rate, and it's a waste to throw away the admission fee.

But the two people in this place were serious. At least Makoto was.

"Th, that's right. I guess I shouldn't give up after all. Because that's not the path of the Japanese man I want."

"*Huihihit*, yeah, you said it well. Think about it the other way around. You may be a man at heart, but your body is a woman, right? So, you can feel for yourself how inferior a woman is to a man, and how a man can efficiently conquer a woman, right? Try to use that effectively."

Eureka!

Makoto opened his mouth wide and nodded at Hideo's words.

"As, as expected! You can think of it that way too! Men are different from birth after all!"

At this time, Makoto would accept everything Hideo said as it is, but at least it didn't mean that there was no reason in what Hideo said.

Of course, there are things that you can only know because you are in the position of being victimized.

"*Hi, hihit*, so, you know. I'm going to fuck your virgin Vagina directly and give you a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lesson, but of course, that's okay, right?"

Hideo took a step closer to Makoto, openly revealing his ulterior motives.

Makoto's reaction to this was also quite a sight to behold,

"Moot! Don't call me a virgin! I may be a woman physically, but my heart is already a man! I've already brought a man into my heart, so I'm not like a virgin!"

He insists while saying such absurd nonsense.

At least that insistence seems to be a firm matter in his mind.

"Hey, hey. It's troublesome if you're being stubborn. Well, it's true that your inside might be a man, but physically, you're still a perfect virgin who hasn't even eaten a man's penis. Right?"

"That's true, but... still, the word virgin is unpleasant!"

If the problem is the use of the word, then there's nothing I can do.

Hideo decided to indulge her stubbornness.

"Okay. Then how about the word 'unopened Vagina' instead of 'virgin Vagina'?"

"Um! That's just an objective fact, so it doesn't matter."

He only changed one word, even though he changed it to something even more lowly than before, but Makoto was happy, making a *heung!* sound with his nose.

Basically, he might just be a normal kid. That's what Hideo thought.

"*Keuheum!* Once again... Ehh, so in the end, I want to fuck your unopened Vagina, is that okay?"

"Ah, of course! In my position as a man anyway, this unopened Vagina is a part that has no value, so you can fuck it as much as you want! Ah, that's right. Shall we make this a tuition fee? Men give special value to unopened Vaginas, right?"

Saying that, Makoto turned around and spread his Vagina wide on his own, showing his ass to Hideo.

There is no fear of losing virginity that women have often shown so far.

On the contrary, there was no expectation that ordinary women with a high degree of change of heart often show.

There was only pure joy in the fact that this worthless human tissue could be used to pay for men's lessons.

This is also a new and interesting feeling.

But.

'This means the change of heart ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠is 5.'

And women with a change of heart of 5 have shown tremendous Vagina sensitivity without exception.

Is there any reason why Makoto would be a special exception?

'I'm looking forward to the reaction. I wonder how feminine the self-proclaimed man will react.'

Hideo smiled and brought his penis to Makoto's Vagina.

There's no need for foreplay.

Anyway, when it comes to a depth of 5, the target's Vagina is ready to go without doing anything.

Without any signal to announce the insertion, Hideo thrust his penis into Makoto's Vagina in one go.