Chapter 55

"Ugh... Morning...?"

Hideo opened his eyes blearily, feeling the presence of light seeping through his closed eyelids.

He felt a lingering, heavy fatigue in his body. Today, he felt even more weighed down than usual.

'Let's see... What happened yesterday...'

I met Kagami... and fucked her to death... fucked her... and fucked her again...

Under the guise of "rape play" I fucked her so hard I thought my penis would get ripped off... and then, around dawn, I lost consciousness like a blown fuse and collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep, right?

'Even with unlimited stamina, I guess I can't do anything about mental fatigue.'

It's like the morning after I first fucked Shiori.

The difference is that after my night with Shiori, I felt strangely refreshed, but today, I feel strangely heavy and tired.

Since I have the unlimited stamina cheat, it's reasonable to assume that the fatigue is coming from a mental, not physical, direction.

'I shot my load so much yesterday. Even if my brain went haywire from being so soaked in pleasure, it's understandable.'

Just like those bitches who despaired at Hideo's penis while still orgasming.

Blankly staring at the ceiling, Hideo felt a sense of comfort from doing absolutely nothing for the first time in a long while.

Lately, Hideo had been either fucking women, playing games, reading manga, or using his phone, never giving his brain a moment to rest.

Just staring blankly at the ceiling like this isn't so bad... Is this the necessity of boredom?

As he was experiencing this unexpected sense of novelty, Hideo felt something moving beside him.

'Is it Kagami?'

Normally, he would have gotten up immediately and taken care of his sexual urges in Kagami's morning Vagina, but Hideo, experiencing a miraculously strong case of post-nut clarity, didn't have the motivation for that.

He just turned his head, thinking he'd feast his eyes on Kagami's pretty face.

Seeing Kagami fiddling with his phone, Hideo jumped up like a piglet encountering a tiger.

"What are you doing!"

"Ah. You're awake?"

Hideo first snatched the phone from Kagami's hand.

It wasn't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that he was worried about his privacy being exposed. What was on ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠his phone was far too dangerous to even compare to such trivial matters.

"Ugh...!"

The screen of the phone he snatched showed the Common Sense Alteration Gacha screen.

He couldn't know exactly what Kagami had been looking at, but it seemed certain that the existence of the Gacha had been discovered.

'What should I do?'

Should I just brush it off? Or should I threaten her? Should I ask how much she knows?

Until now, the Common Sense Alteration Gacha had seemingly guaranteed Hideo's absolute safety.

But now that the very source has been discovered, what should I do?

'Ah, no. The women who have been affected by the Common Sense Alteration Gacha have all accepted the rules it imposed as natural. Maybe she'll recognize the Gacha itself as nothing special.'

It was wishful thinking, but not entirely without basis.

Isn't it reasonable to assume that a magical medium capable of manipulating people's minds and common sense at will would have that level of security?

"S-So, um..."

Hideo tried to ascertain Kagami's thoughts, forcing his voice to sound like he wasn't angry.

But Kagami took the initiative.

"Have you ever raped a girl before?"

"Huh?"

Kagami pressed him, her glassy eyes piercing Hideo's confusion.

"A while ago... maybe about three years ago... I'm asking if you've ever raped a girl. Small, cute, a rewarding Vagina to fuck... A girl whose exact age you don't even know, but you attacked her in an alleyway because you thought it would be fun to rape her, and you rammed your thick Penis into her small Vagina over and over and over, jjubuk, jjubuk... Have you ever done something like that?"

"Eeeh..."

It was an utterly perplexing question. I knew that some kind of memory alteration had occurred because of the Common Sense Alteration level being 5, but being interrogated like this felt closer to horror.

Kagami's own inorganic atmosphere made my spine tingle even more.

To this, Hideo said,

"N-No, I haven't. I'm, you know, a man who would never rape anyone?"

Hideo was giving himself an absurdly high evaluation, but it couldn't be said that the evaluation was entirely wrong.

Hideo doesn't rape. There's no reason to.

But if it's coerced sex, I do that anytime.

At Hideo's question, Kagami stared intently at Hideo's face as if to see through him, then nodded.

"I see... Reverse propagation doesn't work, huh. It's a shame, but that's fine."

And she came to some conclusion on her own, in a way that Hideo couldn't understand.

Kagami continued.

"I'm sorry for touching your phone without permission. I apologize."

"Huh? Hey, you're just apologizing for that?"

"I said I'm apologizing, didn't I?"

Kagami spoke in a strong tone, as if refusing any further questioning. Her poker face remained, but Hideo closed his lips and shut his mouth at her clear intention to cut him off.

'What's going on? She's taking the lead... I should be the one absolutely leading the pace.'

What was even stranger was that he didn't find it unpleasant.

Hideo, who was fundamentally a fervent believer in male chauvinism... no, self-chauvinism, should have hated being led around by a girl smaller than him and preferred to shake things up indiscriminately.

He vaguely wondered if this was what people called charisma.

"But I planted something good for you in return, so make sure to check it out later. It's my own little gesture of goodwill, so don't hold back."

"Huh? What good thing..."

"Check it out later."

"You're being too one-sided, aren't you?"

Hideo was one to talk.

Kagami listened to Hideo's words with one ear and let them out the other, then put back on her gothic lolita dress that she had thrown on the floor.

"Hey, are you okay? It's a mess with my Semen and your Vagina fluids, are you just going to put it on like that?"

"It doesn't matter."

She said it didn't matter, but the gothic lolita dress, occupied by cloudy liquids, couldn't be called normal, even as a polite gesture.

Just by looking at it, it seemed like some kind of malice had seriously infiltrated it, and the smell of Semen and Vagina fluids, even urine, that had been aged overnight, stung the nose.

Because she had expelled so much bodily fluid in one day, there would still be corners inside that hadn't dried yet, and the wearer would feel that unpleasant sensation the most.

And she was voluntarily putting it on without Hideo even ordering her to.

This woman is really strange. She doesn't even seem to be happy about wearing it.

"Thanks for your hard work today. You must be tired from playing along with my rape play, right?"

"Huh? No, it wasn't really anything to be tired about."

Hideo himself had really enjoyed it to death. Well, there was some mental fatigue left, but saying that himself felt like it would hurt his pride for some reason.

"I see. That's good then. Since we played enough yesterday, you can go home today. You'll have today's play prepared anyway, right?"

"Ah..."

This woman knows something after all.

It was a statement that couldn't have come out otherwise, so even the dull-witted Hideo could tell.

But even after hearing those words, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he didn't feel any sense of crisis. This must not be solely because Hideo is insensitive to external dangers.

Rather, the reason should be found in Kagami's nature, which somehow has the power to convince people.

"I'll see you off."

Kagami grabbed Hideo's hand and pulled him. Kagami was surprisingly strong.

"U-Uh... You don't have to..."

Even as he said that, Hideo somehow took Kagami's hand, got up from his seat, and followed her.

Leaving the room that looked like a deformity, they walked down the street for a while without saying anything.

The people around them gasped in surprise at the sight of Kagami covered in Semen, but neither Kagami nor Hideo were the kind of people who cared about other people's reactions, so there was no problem.

".............."

".............."

The two remained silent.

Kagami was one thing, but Hideo had so much he wanted to say to this strange woman.

But for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to ask. Maybe he was afraid of knowing something.

No misfortune comes to the god you don't touch. (Japanese ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠proverb meaning don't stir up trouble)

"Okay. This is the end. Let's say goodbye now."

"O-Okay... Then goodbye. Take care."

"Yeah."

Kagami nodded her small head heavily, raised one hand, and waved Hideo off.

The way she looked strangely stiff made her feel like a living ball-jointed doll.

"Goodbye, Kimoda Hideo. You and I will meet again."

It wasn't a prediction that they would meet again. It was a notification of the fact that they would meet.

It was a strange way to describe something that would happen in the future, but it didn't feel out of place coming from Kagami.

"Come to think of it, did I even introduce myself?"

He thought about it for a moment, but Hideo chuckled and shrugged. When he thought about it, he hadn't introduced himself to Shiori or Reika either.

It was like they both already knew Hideo for some reason. This must be the same thing.

Hideo, who returned home, didn't spin the Common Sense Alteration Gacha that day. It seemed like the post-nut clarity had hit him harder than he thought.

Not that he was doing anything productive, though.

And the next day, Hideo, who opened the Common Sense Alteration Gacha, realized what Kagami's gesture of goodwill was.

[Thank you, Player-nim, for using the Common Sense Alteration Gacha. Due to the access of a higher-level authority, the 'Alteration Contagion Function' has been opened.]

['Alteration Contagion' allows you to expand the alteration to the people around the target when using the 'Continue' function.]

[Which people the alteration will be expanded to will be determined by the Gacha.]

"..........Just what was Kagami..."

It was a little later that Hideo went to find the house where Kagami lived, only to find that he couldn't even find a trace of the house where she had lived.