Chapter 77

Usually, when women see Hideo's penis for the first time, they're ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠overwhelmed by its enormity and grotesqueness, or they become frightened. This is a universal reaction, even for women who aren't virgins and already have experience.

Maybe Kagami is an exception? But it's better to consider her an exception since she's so special.

However, today's guest, Kasumi-ssi, showed a reaction far from intimidation or fear.

"Eugh. What is this? Disgusting."

Her reaction was consistent: disgust and contempt.

To put it delicately, she looked like she was staring at a turd left unflushed in a public restroom.

Her eyes showed despair at the fact that she now had to touch that turd with her own hands.

"Hey, you. Do you even wash properly? What is this smell? It's making my nose tingle even from this distance! I know you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠don't use it, but it's still attached to your body, so shouldn't you at least keep it clean? Even animals soak themselves in the river to get rid of the smell of blood, you know?"

Kasumi, looking at the penis as if it were something awful, crossed her arms and declared a strike.

Her level of character change was low, but this reaction was unexpected.

"I'm not ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠doing it. Not in that state! Go wash up right now. And don't just use water, use body wash and lotion properly. I won't do it until then."

She looks like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.

Of course, Hideo, who hadn't showered before getting a handjob, was the root of all the problems.

Hideo didn't use body lotion, but he didn't mind taking a shower.

He didn't mind, but that would mean he couldn't properly savor Kasumi's despairing face, so Hideo decided to be stubborn.

"I don't want to. I like getting my filth on girls' bodies. So I'm not going to wash."

"Huh?"

Kasumi's voice was colder than absolute zero.

She stared at Hideo with eyes like knives, as if she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠couldn't believe that this piece of trash dared to talk back to her.

"Are you talking back to me right now? I told you to go wash up immediately. Can't you even do that much? I'm offering to take care of your sexual urges, you know?"

Such an overbearing line could only come from someone who fundamentally believed she was above Hideo.

I'm reminded once again that this woman is truly trash, adopting a thoroughly condescending attitude towards anyone she considers inferior.

Well, that's not a problem at all.

"Come on. It's for my smooth sexual release. Please?"

He's asking with his words, but his rooted stance shows a firm stubbornness.

Kasumi preferred to discipline guys like this who didn't understand their place with a scolding.

Regardless of the difference in physical strength, Kasumi genuinely believed that her words carried authority and power.

However,

"O-oh, is that so? Then I guess I can't help it."

Kasumi took a step back and had no choice but to tolerate Hideo's absurd stubbornness.

It might not seem like it, but this is volunteer work. So it's only natural to prioritize the wishes of the person being served.

That's how it was in Kasumi's head, where justification was being repeated.

'Ugh, I have to hold that dirty ball of germs with my bare hands? Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting...'

Kasumi was worried about catching germs from that repulsive lump of flesh.

This isn't just Kasumi being particularly sensitive; it's a perfectly natural feeling. Thanks to the protection of the Common Sense Alteration Gacha, Hideo can't get any STDs, but how would anyone know that?

Hideo unexpectedly offered Kasumi, who hated it so much, a lifeline.

"If you don't want to touch it directly, you can wrap something around your hand."

"...! Ah, that's right. I see. That would work. I was so focused on the horror in front of me that my vision narrowed. So you do have a human brain, after all. Okay. Then a handkerchief or something..."

But that lifeline was a rotten rope that was worse than nothing.

"Since we're at it, I'd prefer to wrap my hand in a freshly removed virgin's panties."

"W-what?"

Kasumi's eyebrows furrowed as if she genuinely couldn't understand what Hideo was saying.

As if checking if this guy was in his right mind.

Ignoring that unspoken pressure, Hideo continued to babble.

"Since I'm receiving volunteer work, I might as well release my sexual urges as pleasantly as possible, right? Huh?"

"Don't get cocky, you. As if you're anything..."

"Please? Huh?"

"...."

Kasumi's face turned bright red. It looked more like an adult forcibly suppressing anger than girlish shyness.

Without a word, Kasumi reached under her skirt and pulled out a pair of black panties with fancy lace.

"Oh~ fancy panties. Who were you planning to show those off to?"

"Shut up! Don't say another word. I'll seriously kill you."

Kasumi glared at Hideo with murderous eyes, but her intangible glare couldn't do anything.

Kasumi huffed and wrapped her own panties around her right hand, then held her palm out.

"Here, is this good enough? Don't ask for anything more. Ever."

Kasumi stated firmly, as if there would be no compromise. Of course, Hideo had no intention of listening to that nonsense, so he didn't answer.

"Hehe, then please do your best."

When Hideo put his penis into Kasumi's grip, her fingers twitched as if they had touched a cockroach, then, as if resigned, naturally and gently gripped his dick.

"Ugh... I'm gonna puke."

Kasumi covered her mouth with her left hand and complained of nausea.

This was definitely the first time she had touched something so dirty since she was born.

"Haa, please finish this quickly. I feel like I'm going to faint."

"Well, that depends on you, doesn't it? Hehehe, I can't cum if I'm not enjoying it."

"I told you to shut up!"

Kasumi snapped irritably and began to move the hand holding his penis little by little.

At first, the movement was so small that it was hard to detect, but when Hideo's penis didn't react at all, she soon gave up and started making longer strokes.

"O-oh, yeah~ good. Fuhihit. You have to do it properly with speed for my penis to be happy. Ah, but don't do it too hard. Even if it looks like this, it's still a proper human body part."

"Shut up! I can tell that much just by looking! Don't you dare lecture me!"

Kasumi took the advice with irritation.

As Kasumi said, she knew that Hideo's penis was part of a human, even though she couldn't believe it.

In her head, that is.

'I'm seriously about to vomit. How can a human body be so disgusting? I could understand if it were the genitals attached to an animal. It's just unnecessarily big and long. And it's useless anyway!'

Sex is boring.

More than that, the admiration and praise that filled her ego satisfied Kasumi's soul.

For Kasumi, who had such values, this thing was just a disgusting lump of flesh.

"Hmm~ but the strokes seem too monotonous. If you don't use a little more technique, my penis won't cum so easily."

"Are you kidding me! Do you even understand your position properly? You're unilaterally receiving service. Instead of being grateful to me, you're complaining. What's wrong with your head? What kind of upbringing did you have to be like that!"

"Upbringing~ well, my mom and dad passed away early."

It was a family situation that would make anyone with manners flinch, but Kasumi scoffed and said instead.

"Aha. So a trashy life has trashy circumstances."

It was an insult that made you wonder if the parents who raised such a nasty daughter were also responsible.

Hideo, the person receiving the insult, didn't really think anything of it.

After all, his parents were just something from the past that had no meaning or value to him.

Even though his parents genuinely loved Hideo.

Unfortunately, for them, simply giving birth to such a son might have been a mistake.

"Ugh... Ugh! Why aren't you cumming! Do you have some kind of problem?"

Kasumi had been wrestling with his penis for almost ten minutes, but Hideo's penis showed no signs of cumming or even twitching.

Hideo's penis had already developed enough durability to overwhelm most pleasures in the process of fucking countless vaginas.

In other words, a woman with no experience wouldn't make him cum with a monotonous handjob that she wasn't really into.

"Didn't I tell you? You need some kind of variation? Well, if you don't want to, you can keep wrestling with my penis forever."

"Tch..."

Kasumi's face turned ghostly when the opinion she had ignored came back to her. But the built-up anger didn't explode. Anyway, it was her duty to make Hideo cum.

"W-what exactly is that technique? Tell me right now. You want to cum quickly too, right? Our needs align."

"Hmm~ well. I'm in the mood for you to lick and suck my glans with your tongue this time."

"Are you crazy?"

Kasumi wasn't even flustered.

Her eyes, with red veins showing, were as cold as if she had heard the nonsense of a madman, piercing through Hideo.

"Put this dirty thing in my mouth? Disgusting. I absolutely can't. I can't. I'd rather wrestle with your penis forever. You'll cum eventually anyway. Even if your penis gets tired."

"Hmm."

Of course.

Hideo was skillfully suppressing his pleasure and preventing himself from cumming, but that didn't mean he wasn't feeling anything from Kasumi's handjob.

It seems like this bitch is really going to be stubborn forever.

Since there was no other way, Hideo decided to formally ask.

"Come on. Please."

The sound of teeth grinding.

"That damn 'please, please'! Can't you do anything properly without relying on others, you piece of trash!"

Kasumi rebuked him with a righteous argument.

Kasumi hated the kind of trash who thought that anything would be achieved if they just asked for help.

But, since Kasumi had no choice but to grant the request,

"Ugh... Why the hell am I doing this to this dirty thing...!"

Even as she screamed, she reluctantly brought her tongue to the tip of Hideo's penis and licked it.

The contact was very shallow due to extreme disgust, but that actually came to Hideo as a fresh stimulus.

'Smell! Salty and bitter! Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting! Just die! Just die already!'

In addition, Kasumi, who wanted to end all of this quickly, accelerated the stimulation with her hand.

Faster strokes. The stimulation of a soft tongue gently approaching the glans. And the hateful expression made by a strong-willed woman forced against her will.

With that combination, Hideo couldn't hold back any longer and cummed on her face.

"Hiiii?! You, you bastard, what the hell are you doing!!"

Kasumi's scream, dirtied by Hideo's semen, followed, but that wasn't Hideo's concern.