Chapter 70

Since the Common Sense Alteration Gacha came into being, the only positive change that could be said to have happened to Hideo is that the inside of his house has become clean enough for a person to actually enter.

There's no other reason, it's just that when the gacha doesn't designate a girl, he ends up wandering around looking for girls, so he ends up eating outside the house more often. And whenever he brings girls into his house, it's too much of a pain to make room for them every time, so he's started to avoid making a mess in the first place.

Of course, that doesn't mean it's become clean to the point of being revolutionary when compared to common sense.

It's just that his house has gone from being so scary that you'd be afraid bugs would come out at any moment, to just being a normal, dirty house.

But even in Hideo's house like that, Shiromi didn't seem to find Hideo's house unclean.

Rather, with a very excited look, she was desperately rolling her eyes around, savoring the traces of her 'beloved.'

"Ahem. Sit down here."

Hideo pointed to a chair he had prepared in advance.

It was something he didn't originally have, but after realizing that there was a possibility of other people coming into his house after the Common Sense Alteration Gacha appeared, he procured it.

Of course, Hideo isn't the kind of person who can make small considerations, so it's just a cheap chair with poor convenience.

Shiromi sat on the chair with gratitude, and Hideo also plopped his butt down on the chair placed in front of her.

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

And then, silence.

Shiromi was having trouble figuring out what to say first, and Hideo had no intention of saying anything until this bitch opened her mouth anyway.

Even though no exchange had occurred, it was clear from the atmosphere alone who was the boss and who was the subordinate.

There's a Japanese saying that 'the one who falls in love loses.'

If that's the case, then the victory or defeat has already been decided.

Even if the victory or defeat was forcibly decided by the Common Sense Alteration Gacha.

As expected, Shiromi was the one who couldn't stand the heavy silence and opened her mouth first.

"Ah.. Ahahaha. What should I say.. How, how have you been? I haven't seen you once since graduation, right? I was wondering if I should ask how you've been."

"Oh, I'm doing well. Hihihit, no, what should I say~ Compared to high school, this is like heaven. Yeah. Kuhihihit!"

There wasn't a single lie in what Hideo said. Compared to this situation, that past is shit.

Every single day, a life where special-grade vaginas that are hard to fuck even once in a lifetime are refilled. If you don't call this heaven, what do you call it?

That's what he meant when he said it, but Shiromi heard it differently.

She heard it as a rebuke to herself, Shiromi.

"I, I see.. Ah.. Ahahaha. I'm glad to hear you're doing well! I'm also, well, what should I say.. I'm doing not too badly either. Well.. I, I don't have a boyfriend or anything."

A solo appeal even though no one asked.

I don't know how aware she is of it herself, but it was a statement that had a lot of potential to give the impression that she was quite starved for a relationship.

"Hmm. You don't have a boyfriend? You're pretty, so it seems like you could make one whenever you wanted to. I guess you're not interested in having a boyfriend?"

"P, pretty.. Th, that's not true....♥"

She's being modest and humble with her words, but Shiromi's cheeks were already flushed red, and she couldn't handle her rising lips.

Just one word from Hideo changes a woman's face this much.

Hideo was intrigued by the reaction, which was different from when he was with Shiori.

'If Shiori's thing is the familiarity that comes from a very close relationship unique to childhood friends, then this is a bit more distant, but therefore more affectionate.. or something?'

If Hideo had been a bit more ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sentimental, he might have been able to enjoy a love comedy while making more effective use of this relationship, but unfortunately for Shiromi, Hideo wasn't that kind of person.

Hideo was planning to enjoy himself by wielding Shiromi as he pleased.

"Well, I don't have a girlfriend either, so I guess I'm not in a position to talk."

Hideo not having a girlfriend and Shiromi not having a boyfriend couldn't be put on the same level at all.

The former is natural, and the latter isn't.

But Shiromi eagerly took Hideo's bait, like an adventurer who had found an oasis mirage in the desert.

"Hee, heee?! R, really? Hideo, you really don't have a girlfriend or anything? I thought you would."

It was a flattering remark, but it was so unrealistic that it was hard to expect it to have any effect.

But even so, Shiromi's words were sincere. Shiromi, who saw Hideo as a wonderful and handsome man, felt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a ray of hope that he still didn't have a girlfriend.

'Goodness! These days, women just don't have an eye for things?!'

That thought led to a sense of superiority over herself, who had already seen through Hideo's potential since high school, and at the same time, to a reflection on the past when she had treated Hideo badly under the pretext ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of shyness, even though she had seen everything.

'I should have grabbed a handsome guy like Hideo in high school.. Why didn't I..'

Of course, high school Shiromi would have been horrified to hear that.

Because Shiromi sincerely thought that she would rather kill herself than date that cockroach-like guy.

But in her distorted memories, high school Shiromi was truly in love with Hideo. She just didn't have the courage to approach him.

"Yeah. Is it weird that I don't have a girlfriend?"

"O, of course! These days, women really don't have an eye for things, do they? Ah, really. B, but if it's a guy like Hideo.. I bet there are a few girls who secretly like you, right?"

She says it like that, with the meaning that I'm one of them too.

Hideo replied with a face that didn't really feel anything.

"Well, it doesn't matter if I don't have a girlfriend. I have onahole bitches I can easily fuck."

"...Eh? O, onahole...bitch?"

Does onahole mean the thing that guys use when they masturbate? A tool?

But the fact that he bothered to add the suffix 'bitch'...

"Yeah, I have those kinds of vagina bitches. I don't really need a girlfriend because I have bitches who will spread their vaginas whenever I say I'm going to fuck them."

Hideo answers like that without a care in the world.

Considering Hideo's appearance and inner self, it might seem like an absurd bluff. If Shiromi had even a little bit of common sense left, she probably would have thought so too.

But,

"I, I see.. Hideo is, what should I say.. amazing, so it wouldn't be strange if there were women like that.. Yeah."

She just became depressed and almost lowered her head, but she didn't argue with Hideo's words.

Generally speaking, Hideo's words are a problem even if they're a bluff, but even if they're not a bluff, they're definitely not something you should say to a female classmate you haven't seen in a long time.

But it's not a problem.

Shiromi was just sadly thinking that she was still a virgin, but Hideo had given up his virginity a long time ago.

'I wonder if Hideo was a virgin in high school.. If he was, if I had confessed.. And if things had gone well, I would have taken Hideo's virginity...'

Just imagining that made Shiromi sincerely want to kill her past self.

You stupid bitch!

'Who on earth are the girls who are used as onaholes by Hideo? Are they much prettier than me? Are their vaginas tighter than mine? Do they.. love Hideo more than I do?'

Shiromi started to envy Hideo's onahole bitches, whom she had never even seen before, even thinking about such things.

Not knowing what kind of treatment they're receiving from Hideo.

"Hmm. But in the end, why did you come to me? What's the matter? If you're thinking of trying to get me to sign up for insurance or something, get out."

"Ah..."

Come to think of it, she hadn't even properly said what she came for yet.

Shiromi opened and closed her lips, which wouldn't fall easily, repeatedly.

'You idiot.. What are you doing, seriously..'

In fact, it would have been better to wait for the story to ripen a bit more and for the awkwardness to disappear...

But that was just Shiromi's wish, and Shiromi herself knew very well that it wouldn't happen.

Because she came to apologize as the perpetrator. In that situation, for the story to ripen or for the awkwardness to disappear.. there's no way that could happen.

Shiromi took a deep breath and looked straight at Hideo's face.

Objectively, it was a fat and ugly face, but to Shiromi's eyes, it looked like the most handsome man in the world.

Shiromi told that handsome man what she came for.

"I, I want to apologize for all the bad things I did to Hideo in high school. I hope you'll forgive me."

"Hmm.. Bad things, huh...?"

Hideo muttered, rubbing his thick chin.

Even if she's asking for forgiveness... I don't even remember what happened in the first place, so there's no way I can forgive her or anything, right?

Hideo isn't the type to hold grudges from the past. The only thing that matters is the fuckable vagina in front of him.

"What did you do to me?"

He was going to ask relatively innocently, but of course, the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠person receiving it thought completely differently.

Shiromi braced herself and spoke.

"W, well, I used to say really bad things about you to the other kids."

Shiromi believes that she did that with the almost delusional motive of preventing other girls from targeting Hideo.

"A, and I secretly threw your things out of the school."

Shiromi thought it was an act to draw Hideo's attention to herself.. In reality, she just couldn't stand the fact that this dirty thing had touched her body.

"And I stole Hideo's things."

This is a completely fabricated memory. Shiromi never did that.

But to the current Shiromi, the memory of stealing Hideo's glue stick and masturbating with it remains vivid. If the memory remains, then it's as good as actually doing it, right?

"A, and besides that... I probably did a lot of bad things to Hideo that I don't even remember."

She knows very well that if she says something like this, she might get yelled at for apologizing without even knowing what she did wrong.

But what can she do? The memories of the perpetrator and the memories of the victim are different.

After all, even if she says she remembers everything she did wrong, she's bound to get cursed at for not knowing anything.

Apologizing isn't easy either.

So she has no choice but to endure it.

Shiromi lowered her head and waited quietly for Hideo to pass judgment.

She feels like she's going to cry if she's rejected by the man she really likes, but she thinks she can't help it if that's what Hideo wants.

....If that really happens, should she commit suicide somewhere Hideo doesn't know?

Hideo said to Shiromi, who was having such extreme thoughts.

"Empty-handed?"

"Huh...?"

"You're going to apologize empty-handed?"

Shiromi pursed her lips and soon felt the blood rushing to her face.

Asking if she's going to apologize empty-handed can be interpreted as saying that he's willing to accept her apology if she pays the price, right?

"U, uhh! Of course not. Is there anything you want me to do? I'll do anything. Do you need money? I've made quite a bit as a nail artist, so I can give you as much as you want. I don't mind taking out a loan if it's not enough! If I do that, will you forgive me?"

She's finally able to stand on the starting line.

Thinking that, Shiromi clung to Hideo as if she would give him everything, even her liver and gallbladder.

Hideo simply said to Shiromi like that.

"Forget about that stuff, just let me use your vagina."

"Eh..."

The expression disappeared from Shiromi's face. Let him use her vagina.. That's.... That's..

'That's what I want to ask you to do!!'