Chapter 20

"Ha, a night of guidance. I am truly grateful. Thank you sincerely for tasting Ayano's vagina, which was nearing its expiration date. I will not forget the spirit of service that the instructor-nim taught me and will put it into practice."

"Yeah, good work."

The day after finishing a night of very persistent additional training to extend the expiration date of her vagina, Ayano saw Hideo off to the entrance of her house, doing a naked dogeza.

I don't remember teaching her the etiquette of sending someone off with a dogeza, but originally, etiquette is something that undergoes constant compromise and transformation in its form once the basic mindset is understood. Ayano probably thought that this appearance was suitable for conveying her sincere gratitude as it is. It's not something to nitpick about.

'Ah, it was tasty for a used vagina. No, maybe there's a certain flavor to eating used ones? I want to eat it again. Too bad.'

As the Common Sense Alteration Gacha app suggests in its name, it takes a gacha format where the user cannot specify the contents in advance. Therefore, just because Hideo wants to eat it doesn't mean he can eat any woman he wants.

Unless it's a gacha like the last time, where anyone would be available just by presenting the right of first night.

'Hihihit, ah, but it was really good. Last night, the education really took hold, so much so that she would immediately pounce if I just held my penis near her face.'

At first, Ayano would turn her head away because of the unique smell when I brought my penis to her face, but the sight of her exhibiting a spirit of service towards the penis after just a short period of education was amusing even now.

What will happen to the education that Hideo gave Ayano over the course of a day? Will the content of the education naturally disappear when the gacha's effect wears off? Or will the content of the education itself be steadily maintained? If it's maintained, Ayano's next lover will be very envious.

'Well, I've already eaten her to my heart's content, so it doesn't matter.'

Now that it's over, Ayano is a vagina of the past. Unless she gets picked in the gacha again and becomes Hideo's target. There's no reason to be hung up on just that one.

Thinking that, Hideo opened his phone. As expected, the Common Sense Alteration Gacha had been updated after a day and was waiting for the user's touch.

"Itthihhihihihi.."

This sense of fulfillment!

Even if I devour one vagina, another vagina is ready after a day. This absolute elation is something that those who haven't experienced it can never understand.

Hideo forgot that he was in public and got an erection, and he wasn't ashamed of it. People who are ashamed of such things are just weak cowards who worry about how others see them... That was Hideo's unreasonable theory.

Wondering who today's target will be, I press the gacha.

[Quest Title]: Fashion Advice That Can Never ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Be Wrong.

[Alteration Depth]: 2

[Quest Rules]

1. Any woman who is told 'Your fashion sucks' by Kimoda Hideo will become unbearably insecure about her fashion.

2. The woman must unconditionally listen to Hideo's fashion advice, and must follow it no matter how strange it may seem.

3. Various acts of sexual harassment, molestation, etc., must be tolerated for the sake of fashion.

4. All expenses incurred for the sake of perfect fashion are to be borne by the woman.

5. Quest complete by posting a picture of the woman with the satisfactorily completed fashion on her SNS.

"Othoohh~ This is a mission that seems to have a lot of uses."

On top of that, Hideo can choose the target as he pleases. Hideo was already drawing up plans in his head about how to have fun with this setting.

"That being said, alteration depth 2, huh.. Then should I see it as somewhere between Hana and Ayano?"

I don't know exactly how it will turn out, but that's the fun of seeing it later. After all, it's the same in that they can't resist. Anyway, I can just decide on the detailed situation after actually meeting the target.

Hideo's penis pushed against his underwear and became even more erect.

Even though I used it like a beast in heat just yesterday, there's no sign of my energy waning at all.

Originally, I was an animal overflowing with lust to the point where you could call me a monster, and now that the power of the gacha has been added, it's no exaggeration to say that there's not a single being on Earth who can beat Hideo's stamina.

No, winning or losing is something you can only say when a match is established. Hideo's thing was already on a different level.

"Itthihhihihi. What should ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I do~ I ate a widow in her 20s last time, so this time I feel like eating a very fresh vagina."

Hideo, saying things that were too good for him, scouted around for women.

Whether it's the gacha's correction, or whether Hideo, blinded by lust, has started to pick up on even the minor details that he missed before...

The women caught in Hideo's sight were all cute and beautiful beauties. There were so many beauties in Japan, it made me wonder.

"Ah, there are too many choices! Fuhhi, fuhihihit! This makes it too hard to decide.."

Even if I pick a relatively low-grade vagina today, the gacha will be refilled tomorrow anyway. Nevertheless, Hideo repeats this unnecessary worry. It's truly a happy worry.

A woman caught Hideo's eye.

Her hair was long and wavy blonde. It wasn't a very dark color, but her tan skin was enough to catch the eye. Whether she tanned it or it was natural. Her dark smoky makeup and red lips created a sense of intimidation, and her sharp eyes were like a warning color to those who approached her carelessly.

A plaid miniskirt with a black crop tank top. A denim jacket and thick platform boots. A red choker necklace around her neck.

The way she was squatting in a corner of the alley and fiddling with her smartphone was the very image of a typical gyaru.

'A brainless slut.'

Hideo concluded. Even though he didn't know anything about her sex life. But in Hideo's eyes, if she looks like a slut to him, she's a slut. Who cares what she actually is?

"I ate a demure widow yesterday, so maybe I should try eating a slutty gyaru this time~ You know, variety is the spice of life. Fuhihihit."

With that decision made, Hideo approached the targeted gyaru with a twisted smile.

At first, the gyaru didn't notice Hideo's approach and was focused on her smartphone, but when a shadow fell over her head, she frowned and looked up.

When she met Hideo's eyes, her sharp eyes became even more fierce,

"What, you? Get lost!"

She spat out a curse right away. Anyway, like Hana from before, these kids these days all lack respect for others, don't they? But that's what makes it fun to educate them.

Originally, there was a gap as wide as the sky and the earth between Hideo and this group called gyaru, and Hideo had never had close contact with these types of people.

I've used them as wank material more times than I can count on both hands, though.

Basically, these types of people are nothing themselves, but they use their pretty faces to seduce equally worthless guys and throw their weight around. I didn't want to cause friction with those dumbasses, so until now, I've only been able to wank to them from afar as a pie in the sky.

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It's different now.

"You, your fashion sense sucks. Fuhihihit."

"Huh?!"

At the sudden rude remark, the gyaru frowned as much as she could and stood up from her seat.

I didn't realize it when she was squatting, but this year is much taller than I thought, and she was almost at the same eye level as Hideo. Even considering that Hideo is slightly shorter than average, she's quite tall for a Japanese woman.

"What, you? Why are you suddenly picking a fight? You wanna die?"

The gyaru growled, grabbing Hideo by the collar. Her intention to punch ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠him right away if he said the wrong thing was clear. Even though she's a woman, she has an air of confidence, whether it's bluff or genuine, that she could easily beat Hideo, who doesn't get enough exercise.

In the first place, if a violent situation actually occurred, it would almost 100% flow in a direction that was disadvantageous to Hideo. Not in the sense that he would lose the fight, but because society's gaze would obviously favor the gyaru.

But Hideo wasn't afraid of such trivial things at all. Because he has a backer that's above the law or the government.

"No, I didn't say anything wrong, did I? Take a good look at your clothes. They're really fucking awful, you know? I wonder if you can even call yourself a gyaru."

"You little shit...!"

The gyaru was about to punch Hideo in the face in annoyance, but before that, she checked her own clothes. And coincidentally, she felt that her clothes were really outdated.

'Huh, uh? Have I always been wearing such outdated clothes?'

To be exact, it felt like that for some reason..

Originally, fashion is ultimately about sense and taste, and those can shift or change slightly even in a single day. But can that sense really change this much in just a few hours?

'T, this is weird..? B, but it was definitely normal until I came out? Is it that strange?'

For the gyaru, who had always been full of confidence and acted recklessly without bowing her head to anyone, this lack of confidence gave her a greater sense of frustration than the average person would feel.

And the fact that her flawed flaw was revealed by the disgusting-looking ugly man in front of her was extremely displeasing to the gyaru.

"What's it to you how I dress! You wanna die?"

So, to hide that humiliation, the gyaru confronted Hideo even more aggressively. Regardless, Hideo grinned lewdly and pulled up the hem of her crop top to peek at her bra.

"Oh~ what's this. A cute pink bra? So mismatched. Awful, awful."

"Y, you...."

What kind of crazy bastard is this? To openly pull up a woman's top and spy on her underwear in public where anyone could be watching.

But strangely, before that anger, the gyaru was more concerned about Hideo's words 'awful'.

"I, it's not awful! This, when I went to buy it with my friends, it was quite well-received!"

"Hmm~ whether it was well-received or not. Even if the bra itself is good, the sense of wearing it is not very good, is it? No matter how good the clothes are, if they don't harmonize~ they're useless, right? Fuhihihi."

Hideo spouted whatever came to mind. But those words accurately sniped at the gyaru's unusually low self-esteem.

"N, no.. A, anyway, I wasn't planning on showing it to anyone, so I just threw on whatever.."

"Hee, I see. That's the same as saying you don't usually think about fashion at all."

"Y, you little shit.. What do you know!"

"Then show me your panties."

"Huh?!"

Hideo casually spouting ridiculous demands. He's already seen her bra by force, and now his demands are rising endlessly.

"If you've been paying attention to fashion from the start, you would have matched your bra and panties, right? Prove it."

"Ha.... You know. Do you think I'm going to fall for such a cheap provocation and show you my panties? What's wrong with your head?"

If there was a woman who would actually show her panties after hearing those words, she would be a really easy woman. The gyaru never intended to become such a woman,

"Ah, is that so? I was going to give you advice on how to improve your awful fashion, but if you don't need it, never mind."

"Wh, what...!?"

Advice? What's so great about him that he can give advice when he's wearing a shabby sleeveless t-shirt and sweatpants?

There's no value in listening to this trash's advice from the start.

There's no value.. but. For some reason, the voice in the gyaru's head shouted that she had to listen to this dirty and ugly man no matter what.

Unable to resist that loud voice,

"A, alright! I get it! I'll do it!"

The gyaru grabbed Hideo's wrist and dragged him into a secluded alleyway. It wouldn't have mattered to Hideo if she did it in the middle of the street, but unlike the right of first night, this gacha was not the kind that could exert that much force.

A secluded place in the alley. After confirming that no one else's eyes were on them, the gyaru gritted her teeth and lifted her skirt herself, showing Hideo her panties.

Indeed, they were cute pink panties that matched the bra from earlier.