Chapter 21

"See, did you see? I came wearing a properly color-coordinated outfit. Believe it or not, I pay attention to even these subtle details."

Indeed, it was a very cute pair of panties.

One might get the impression that it's a bit too focused on cuteness, not really matching the gyaru fashion, but wouldn't you say that's part of the charm? That slight gap had a magic that captivated people.

But,

"Ah, this is a lost cause. Completely hopeless. What is this? Being a gyaru and not even a little bit hot, so boring. If I took them off at a motel and saw underwear like this, I'd immediately lose interest and go soft, you know?"

"W-What did you say!?"

Regardless.

From the start, no matter how sexy or cool the panties were, Hideo was determined to tear down the gyaru's fashion sense, so there was no way a good review would come out.

And such harsh criticism evoked unbearable humiliation, anger, and, crucially, anxiety in the gyaru.

'W-What is this disgusting pig saying... Is my sense so bad that I'm being looked down on by even this moron?'

That wasn't the point, but her thoughts spiraled in a negative direction, as if something was blocking her reasoning.

Before the shame of displaying a pathetic sense, the shame of displaying her panties in front of a man for the first time was nothing.

"Take a good look at this."

Hideo's finger pushed aside the gyaru's panties and then inserted itself into her vagina. At that unbelievable outrage, the gyaru covered her mouth with her hand and rebuked Hideo in a barely suppressed voice.

"W-What are you doing, you crazy pig! Do you want to die?"

"If you don't know, just stay still, you dumb bitch. To check the panty sense, you obviously need to know what kind of vagina those panties are covering. Don't you even have common sense?"

It was ridiculous to be lectured about common sense by such a disgusting pig. Even if it was a deserted alleyway, was it common sense to push aside a woman's panties and touch her vagina in public for the first time?

...She couldn't have such truly common-sense thoughts. Because it had been decided that way. Instead, the gyaru thought,

'O-Oh, is that so? I've really never heard of such common sense before.'

She had never heard of such common sense or anything. But there was something inexplicably persuasive in this pig's words. Even if he spouted nonsense, she had a power to believe what this man said, maybe... It was a word that didn't suit Hideo at all, but if she had to name it, would it be a kind of charisma?

In the end, the gyaru began to think about this situation in a way that made sense to herself.

'C-Come to think of it, panties are worn over the vagina, right? Depending on the state of that vagina, the design or type of panties might naturally change... maybe? Is that right?'

Of course, even if she rationalized it that way, the gyaru's ego, formed by existing common sense, did not change, nor did the shame and disgust created by existing common sense change.

It was a confusion as if two completely different worlds were colliding in her head. But she only agonized over such confusion for a brief moment.

"Fuhijihit, yaa, this is even more of a slut's vagina than I thought. It's welcoming and tightening as soon as my finger goes in? This fucking vagina... How many men have you fucked until now, huh?"

The burning sensation coming from her lower hole left the gyaru with no room to try to unravel the threads of such confusion.

"Ugh! H-Hey, don't touch me so roughly! I-I've never done this before! If my virginity, like, gets hurt or something... I really won't let you get away with it!"

"Huh? What, you were a virgin? Even though you're walking around looking like such a slut?"

"Yeah, got a problem with that! Fucking hell, what does it matter to you guys how I style myself! You're just full of prejudice without knowing anything! It's always virgins like you who have such fantasies!"

It's funny how she's cursing a virgin man when she's a virgin herself. In the first place, Hideo had already lost his virginity. But that's beside the point...

'This is another wonderful top-quality item. Is this what they call a virgin bitch or something? My penis is getting a hard-on~'

Hideo wasn't particularly obsessed with virginity. To be specific, he really enjoys NTL-ing women who have boyfriends or husbands. But conversely, if it's a woman who doesn't have a set boyfriend or husband and there's no taste in stealing her, then giving an advantage to the virgin side would be a natural thing, right?

On top of that, in today's world where losing virginity during school days is considered natural if you're even a little pretty, a virgin gyaru was thought to only exist in anime... As expected, the world is wide and there are many unique women.

'I really have an eye for this. Picking out such a unique vagina in an instant.'

While praising himself, Hideo pressed down on the gyaru's vagina's G-spot.

"Keueueueueut...!!!"

Was she ashamed of moaning in public? The gyaru bit her lip tightly, suppressing her moans, and scratched the wall with her fingernails. Even with such efforts, the moans that weren't completely erased pleased Hideo's ears.

"Hijihijit, you're letting a man you've never met touch your vagina ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and moaning, right now? As expected, virgin or not, it's a slut's vagina. Wearing such unsexy panties on such a slut's vagina. Your fashion sense is really a mess, you know."

"W-What do you know, you pig..."

The gyaru spat out a curse in anger, but deep down, there was a part of herself that couldn't deny Hideo's words.

'What, seriously! Have I always been this easy to get off? It wasn't like this when I masturbated...'

She didn't feel like masturbating that often, and even when she did, she had never felt such a strong attraction. It was like filling a need for sleep, filling a need for food, she felt like she was just doing as much as her quota allowed...

When this ugly pig touched her, she realized that her previous masturbation was just a joke.

This was also due to the preparation completion of the 'Common Sense Alteration Gacha', but there was no way the gyaru would know that.

'I-Is my vagina really that of a slut? Is that why I haven't been able to take care of the right fashion?'

The humiliation of having her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠vagina touched and climaxing by a man she had just met... of course, it was there. But more than that, she was concerned about the fashion criticisms that Hideo had repeatedly made. That criticism was already at the forefront of all the gyaru's value judgments. She didn't know why... but that's how it was.

"A perverted vagina like yours, you know. You have to make use of that aptitude and dress more perverted and lewdly. Got it? Like a real slut."

"S-Shut up, you pig. I was just trying to dress a little comfortably today, that's all. If I put my mind to it..."

"If you put your mind to it, what? You can dress properly? I don't believe it. You'll probably just dress like a moron again and get criticized behind your back. That's why you're just a bunch of kids with uselessly high pride."

"Ugh..."

Certainly, as he said. Even if she was told to dress like a slut, it was difficult for the gyaru to gauge how much that was. She had a vague image, but it was easy to know that even if she chose clothes according to that vague image, the result would be a major disaster.

"I can't help it. I'll help you a little. I wouldn't normally do this, but I'll 'specially' help you choose good clothes."

Hideo was making it obvious that he was doing her a big favor. The gyaru, whose pride was hurt, as a minor act of resistance,

"W-Who asked you to help? It's not like I'm so bad that I need help from a pig like you..."

She grumbled. Of course, Hideo wasn't the type to accept such complaints one by one.

"Ah, never mind then. What would I gain from grabbing a woman who says she doesn't want it and giving her a special fashion lecture? If you hate it that much, just keep wearing those shitty clothes you're wearing now. I'm leaving."

Hideo turned his back without any regrets. It was the gyaru who was disappointed.

"A-Alright! I got it! Since I know! It's fine if you help me a little! I understand! I admit it! My fashion sense is so bad that I want some help! Okay? Are you satisfied now?!"

Even though she was in a position to ask for help, the gyaru still hadn't lost her strong spirit. It wouldn't be difficult to step on her in her current state, but Hideo decided to break that tough attitude later with interest.

"Well, if you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠say so much, I guess I can show you a little mercy... Eee, let's see. My name is Kimoda Hideo, you know? What's your name?"

"...Otonashi Kimi."

"Huum. Otonashi Kimi... Then I'll call you Kimi for short."

"Call me Otonashi. Just thinking about a pig like you calling my name so casually makes me want to puke."

Kimi bared her teeth and growled, but there was no way Hideo would listen to such words. In the first place, there was no reason for Hideo, a man, to be intimidated by a girl who was shorter than him. Being afraid of a gyaru doesn't mean being afraid of the violence they possess.

Completely ignoring Kimi's words, Hideo pulled down the panties that Kimi was wearing all the way down her legs.

"Ugh! W-What are you doing, you crazy bastard!"

"What am I doing. It's better not to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wear such old-fashioned panties, right? So I'm trying to collect them."

"No... No, but I should at least wear them..."

"This is better."

Hideo didn't explain the reason and unconditionally insisted that it was better to go without panties. Again, Kimi couldn't argue and obediently lifted her legs so that Hideo could take off her panties.

'W-Why am I listening to this bastard so obediently?'

Because this bastard's fashion advice is unconditionally correct. She couldn't understand why at all, but that's how it was.

Hideo put the panties that Kimi had taken off into his pocket. Hideo, who can now fuck women every day, doesn't need such wank material... but if he sells the panties that the gyaru was actually wearing on the internet, there will be plenty of guys who will rush to buy them.

"Hijit, good. Then shall we go now... Eee, let's see..."

Hideo reactivated the Common Sense Alteration Gacha. Of course, Hideo was just an otaku who had absolutely no fashion sense. No matter how much he could draw a picture of a wonderful slut in his head, he had no knowledge of where to actually sell those clothes.

To assist with such ignorance, the Common Sense Alteration Gacha showed Hideo the way to a suitable lingerie shop on the screen, just as it had provided him with a virginity detector for exercising his right of first night two days ago.

"Kuhijihit. A lingerie shop. This is the first time I've actually been there, you know?"

He had seen pictures of women wearing perverted lingerie so much that they were worn out on the screen, but that didn't mean that Hideo, a man... and who had no connection with women, had any reason to go in and out of lingerie shops.

So, with a bit of anticipation, Hideo took Kimi to the lingerie shop designated by the Common Sense Alteration Gacha.

And what do you know? That lingerie shop was a place that surpassed not only Kimi but also Hideo's imagination.