Chapter 99

"Uh, uh. Not that way. This way, this way."

"Ah-hee?!"

Whenever Akari was about to stray off course, Hideo promptly bent her waist to correct her path.

The joystick's sensitivity was exceptionally good. Considering it had never been controlled by anyone else, it was remarkably sensitive and nimble.

Hideo expressed his feelings about this honestly in words.

"Your vagina seems to exist to be controlled by men."

It was sexual harassment so severe that the word 'vulgar' couldn't fully express it. But with the joystick in hand, she couldn't even protest.

Since the directional control was perfect, it would be even better if the speed control was also perfect.

It was a natural thought to have, but unfortunately, human quadrupedal locomotion had a rather strict speed limit. It was baffling how the speed only decreased when there were two extra auxiliary wheels.

But Hideo knew how to enjoy the beauty of slowness. He didn't whip Akari just because she was slow. Anyway, even if Hideo didn't go that far,

"What's that? Is he a pervert?"

"No, but... well. If it's a blind guide penis, isn't it hard to say it's weird? I don't know. It's my first time seeing it in person."

The whispers of people who spotted Akari and Hideo on the street whipped Akari in Hideo's stead.

Akari couldn't feel the contemptuous or horrified gazes of people because she was blind. But she had hearing more than twice as good as others, so she could feel the sharpness of people's voices even more keenly.

'I, I'm not wrong. This is normal. Since I can't see, it's very natural to receive help from others.'

Akari was born with a disability, but she had never felt any inferiority complex in her life. The excellent consideration of the people around her, skills that made her disability not a problem, and her innate character had made it so.

But now, Akari might be feeling her first inferiority complex in her life.

She was so conscious of people's voices and reactions that she didn't know what to do.

And what was even more ominous was that Akari's body itself was starting to react to those people's bewildered voices.

"Ooh? Is juice starting to flow from your vagina, huh? Are you feeling it now, huh?"

"A-am I feeling it...you say?"

Akari's words weren't meant to deny it.

She herself was so bewildered by the reaction happening in her body that she didn't have the time or wherewithal to deny anything.

So her words were a naive question. A fear of the anomaly happening in her body.

Hideo answered Akari's curiosity.

"Yeah. It's like proof that your vagina is a naturally lewd vagina. Your vagina itself is admitting that you're a fucking pervert who reacts to other people's insults."

"F-fucking pervert? I, I'm not like that! Please refrain from such insulting language!"

If she admitted to such words, it wouldn't just be her problem, but she would also lose face with her parents who had raised her like this.

She didn't understand everything Hideo was saying, but she could sensitively detect the malice underlying his words, so Akari demanded restraint from Hideo in an unusually firm voice.

Of course, it didn't have much ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠effect.

"Huh? What the fuck are you babbling about, you bitch."

Far from showing any restraint in response to Akari's words, Hideo openly showed his annoyance, then shoved his fingers into her anus and violated her as he pleased.

"What's wrong with calling a fucking pervert vagina a fucking pervert? Did I say anything wrong, huh?"

"Ugh, haa?! Ah, aha..."

Akari, who had been moving forward with a single-minded focus, stopped in her tracks at Hideo's fingering, as if nailed to the spot, burying her head in the ground and trembling.

Hideo mercilessly thrust his penis into such Akari.

"Forward march!"

"Ah, ah-hit?! J-just a moment. G-give me a little time... Give me time. M-my head is blank, I don't know what to do..."

"Forward march!"

Hideo once again forcefully thrust his penis in, signaling to move forward. At first glance, it might seem too harsh, but in reality, it wasn't at all.

If he indulged her in every little thing like this, how would she manage in society in the future?

Even if he had to play the role of being a little disliked here, he had to firmly instill discipline in the incompetent vagina... or so Hideo reached such absurd delusions.

Very cruelly, it seemed there was no one in this world who could give a sharp rebuke to such delusions.

Hideo brazenly raised his neck and hit Akari's ass as if drumming.

"Come on, come on~ Let's go! Hurry up and move. If you don't move, it won't end no matter how much time passes, you know? I'm telling you, I'm absolutely not going home until we've gone around this neighborhood once. Got it?"

"A-alright! I get it, so please stop hitting my ass..."

Of course, Hideo didn't stop. Because the order ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was reversed.

The bitch had to move first, and only then would he stop spanking her ass as a reward; the opposite could not exist. Otherwise, the hierarchy would be reversed.

Akari, understanding that Hideo had no intention of stopping the ass-slapping, acknowledged that there was no room for conversation and started moving her reluctant feet.

The pain certainly had a significant impact, but the voices of the people stung Akari just as much.

The hypocrisy of showing pity for Akari while not trying to move a bit only hurt Akari more.

And just as much, the mysterious pleasure welling up from her vagina frightened Akari.

She might actually be the fucking pervert Hideo was talking about, she thought. That was something she was genuinely afraid of.

"Heehee, good. You're doing well now. Just keep doing that from now on. Got it?"

"Haa...♥"

Hideo's palm lightly stroked Akari's head. At that moment, Akari shook her head without realizing it.

Not to shake off Hideo's touch, but rather the opposite. To feel Hideo's touch more intensely, even if just a little.

Akari herself wouldn't want to admit it, but at this point, Akari was already just a puppet dancing on Hideo's palm.

Hideo himself didn't know, and wasn't very interested in the fact, but Hideo was surprisingly becoming a decent guide.

Due to the limitation of not being able to see, guiding Akari required more delicate care than imagined.

He had to thoroughly watch out for passersby, and being aware of the existence of obstacles was only natural. He even had to be mindful of what might be under her feet, which didn't seem to suit Hideo, who was usually the very icon of indifference.

But only at times like this, Hideo became a model of a good guide.

"Hey, you have to avoid that. Go to the left, to the left."

"Ah, I'm, I'm sorry."

If Akari was about to bump into a streetlight or something, he would skillfully bend his penis to help her avoid it.

"Uh-oh, stop, stop. You can't cross yet. Wait until the other people have passed."

"Hyaht?! I'm, I'm sorry..."

In scenes where ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she needed to stop, he didn't forget to poke Akari's asshole to signal her to stop.

"Ah, you can't just crawl around here, can you? Heave-ho!"

"Uhoo?! Oh! D-deep! Deep! Too deep!? Guide-nim's penis is wildly inside me!"

"G-geez, shut up. This much is natural, so endure it. Are you not even thinking about causing trouble for the people around us?"

In places where there were stairs or other obstacles that made it impossible to move on all fours, he even unhesitatingly picked up Akari and carried her.

If one forgot the minor details, it wouldn't be strange to mistakenly think that he was a guide who genuinely cared about Akari, even if his language was a bit rough.

Of course, that wasn't actually the case.

Hideo was merely grasping Akari's every move with a game-like sense.

Penalty for touching another human's body.

Life -1 if you bump into a streetlight or something.

Game over if you get hit by a car.

It was, in other words, an act of not treating people as people, which could be seen as the lowest and worst behavior, but just as good intentions don't guarantee good results, the reverse also held true.

At least,

'Guide-ssi, your words are harsh and forceful, but you're properly looking after me. Maybe you're just not used to expressing your emotions.'

Akari herself was deluding herself like that, soothing the shock to her heart.

Considering that it would have been more painful for Akari to realize Hideo's true feelings here, sometimes, truly, ignorance is bliss.

Unaware of Akari's feelings (and even if he had known, he wouldn't have felt any emotion), Hideo dragged Akari around with the same feeling as walking a pet.

'Hmm~ Come to think of it, it reminds me of when I took Shiori out last time.'

Back then, the night was dark, and there was no need to worry about other people's gazes.

But what about now?

Now, Hideo and Akari were being subjected to various gazes that were almost painfully intense.

Why is that ugly-looking man with such a beautiful woman?

What the hell is a blind guide penis in the first place?

Being able to have sex with such a beautiful woman, I'm jealous.

People with normal sensibilities would have felt at least a little embarrassed by these gazes, but Hideo was different.

Wasn't the first thing Hideo did as soon as he understood that he could wield the common sense alteration gacha to grab one person and cruelly trample on their life?

Hideo poked Akari's uterus without any reason.

"Uhihit?! I'm, I'm going! I'm going! I'm, I'm properly going forward, so please don't rush me!"

"Tsk, tsk. Always so slow. Hurry up, hurry up."

Even though there was no meaning or intention in that action, Hideo acted as if it was all Akari's fault and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠blamed her.

Because he could. Because there was no problem in doing so.

Relishing the sense of superiority of having the best toy in his hands, Hideo whipped Akari even more fiercely.