Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Iris, Age Full of Curiosity
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Lewdness.
Chewing over that word brought back a vague memory of something I'd read before.
I couldn't remember the details, but it was about how the 'concept' of lewdness was utterly subjective.
There were no set standards, so even legally, it was up to the judgment of the person deciding, or so I'd heard.
But who the hell was arbitrarily deciding that my Lewdness stat had gone up?
...It crossed my mind that maybe what I thought and what they saw were different. Who dared to judge me like that?
But that wasn't the important part.
Seeing the word lewdness kept making me hyper-aware of my body. Not just my body, but the massager that had been trembling on the desk, too.
What should I even call this?
The strange, tingling sensation I'd felt just moments ago.
...Curiosity about that?
Yeah, curiosity seemed to fit best.
They say a woman's pleasure is a hundred times greater than a man's. I thought it was bullshit, but the only ones who'd experienced it to confirm were figures from mythology.
Tiresias... or whatever his name was?
He'd said a woman's pleasure was better, too, so maybe it wasn't entirely wrong.
Whether I believed in myths or not was another matter.
Honestly, now that I'd ended up inside a game, myths didn't seem so unbelievable.
"Hoo..."
I let out a sigh, grabbing a mirror in one hand and the massager in the other as I headed to the farthest bed in the infirmary.
The fact that curiosity kept bubbling up in a situation like this made it seem not so off-base.
...No, honestly, I was just curious.
To prepare for any unknowns, I double-checked the door was locked and the windows securely shut.
Then I pulled the privacy screen closed and climbed onto the bed, where a faint darkness settled in.
Maybe it was pent-up frustration.
Even without Michelle or Charlotte, this place was full of women I could lay eyes on.
Me, who'd gotten hooked on Friggé Electric—y'know, those yuri games—during my free time, feeling this way in such a situation seemed perfectly natural.
Humans are adaptive creatures, aren't they?
I'd somehow adapted to the ridiculous reality of being trapped in a game, so it was only natural that the desires that should've been filled before would come rushing in now.
So me taking off my gym shorts and climbing onto the bed right now?
Totally natural.
Anyway, that was it.
It wasn't that I was weird; anyone in my place would've done the same.
Or rather, if a guy didn't get aroused smelling a woman's scent and hearing her sultry voice, that would be the weird one, right?
Yeah, that would be the unnatural thing.
With that firmly in mind, I sat on the soft bed and drew my knees up.
There wasn't much of a scent, but staring at my lower half, hidden beneath the plain fabric, gave it an oddly unreal feel.
"Gulp."
I swallowed, slowly pulling down my plain underwear... you know, my panties.
Not all the way off, just down to mid-thigh.
I angled the mirror I'd brought to shine on the space between my legs where the fabric had vanished.
There it was—a neat, clean slit. The intimate spot I couldn't even see in the bathroom.
No matter how piqued my curiosity and lust were, shoving a finger inside still felt a bit scary.
The part I wanted to touch was that little nub protruding above the pristine slit, like a pea.
Pea. Commonly known as the clitoris.
...It's always mentioned in lewd games, so I knew the theory behind it.
Even up to that moment, the question lingered in my head: 'Would it really feel that good?'
I reached out with my free hand and cautiously touched it.
It was too dark to see well, but it felt... damp.
"Ngh... Mm."
But the sensation was more ambiguous than I'd expected.
I couldn't tell if it felt good or bad.
In games, they'd go wild from just a touch...
Were games and reality really that different?
Keep tapping it, and a faint naughty feeling started to build, but...
It was still a far cry from what I'd seen.
Maybe shaking the original equipment would've felt better.
With that, I set the mirror aside and gripped Charlotte's magic tool with both hands.
Would this be different?
Honestly, I wasn't expecting much.
Thinking back, even in the bathroom earlier, my body had thrashed, but it hadn't led to squirting like a fountain or anything.
Maybe Tires... whoever was wrong.
...Or maybe because I hadn't put it in the hole?
But that scared me.
Sticking a foreign object inside my body.
Once I went that far, revulsion overpowered curiosity.
So all that was left was Charlotte's magic tool.
If even this fell short of my expectations... maybe I could finally lose interest?
I could say women's pleasure wasn't all that impressive.
Then I'd miss my old equipment a bit... but hey, I'd get back someday.
I tried to stay optimistic. Or maybe I had to.
That mindset was probably what let me adapt to this crazy situation.
...Though it was also why I couldn't resist curiosity and ended up like this.
Anyway.
If I could satisfy this curiosity and wash away the nagging temptation, it'd be a win.
That weird, sultry mood would clear right up.
Decision made, I positioned the tip of the magic tool over the pale pink slit and that little nub.
The soft, cool touch made my body shiver. Knowing Charlotte had made it somehow made it feel weird.
...She probably never imagined it'd be used like this.
A twinge of guilt crept in, making me flinch.
After relieving my urges on her... she'd forgive this much, I trusted.
Deep breath.
I gripped the massager's body tightly.
And hit the switch.
Bzzzzz!
"Wha? Nghaa?"
The familiar vibration hummed through the massager's soft tip. The spot it hit directly unleashed the bizarre sensation I'd felt in the bathroom.
No, something far bigger than that came crashing over me.
Maybe the desires I hadn't released back then were finally surging now.
"Ngh, ahn... Aaaah...?"
I could feel the heat from my whole body rushing down to my lower belly, to where the tool's tip buzzed.
The strange sensation began melting my mind into mush.
"Auu... Ahhnn..."
A sweet voice welcoming the unknown echoed in my ears.
Realizing it was my own made heat flood my face. At the same time, my waist trembled.
Something... something was off.
This was on a whole other level from tapping the nub earlier.
My thighs clenched involuntarily, hugging the massager tight, and before I knew it, my upright body had collapsed onto the soft bed.
"Ngh... Hn..."
It felt like filling a water balloon.
Danger, I thought, and switched it off.
"Haaah... Hek, haaah..."
Breaths like I'd sprinted full-tilt poured from my mouth.
My whole body flopped limply.
But I vaguely knew. This wasn't the end.
The heat pooled in my lower belly hadn't released yet.
...Now I got why, back in my world, massagers got repurposed for that instead.
Could I... keep going with this?
Now I understood.
Tires... whoever was right.
Not a hundred times, maybe... but definitely stronger than the usual.
Was comparing them even fair? I stopped thinking.
"Haa... Haa..."
...What was I thinking again?
My mind was blank.
Then the heat in my lower belly felt scorching. I desperately wanted to cool it down.
Before I knew it, I tensed my clenched thighs to hold the massager steady.
...And hit the switch.
Bzzzzz.
Charlotte's magic tool vibrated.
The buzz against my skin turned to pleasure. I felt it building in my lower belly.
My toes curled, my waist quivered.
Viscous saliva dripped from my tightly pressed lips. Just like Michelle and Charlotte rubbing against me and growling.
"Hnnk..."
Soon, waves of pleasure rose to my chin.
And then.
Without warning, what I assumed was climax slammed into me.
"Haaan!? Ah? Ngh? Hiiik!?"
My vision went white, body shuddering. My hips bucked into the air, squirting like I was peeing, toes cramping hard.
Squirt! Splurt!
The sharp sound of liquid spraying filled my ears. But I wasn't in any state to care about trivialities.
"Hiiguk..."
Sensations dulled in my old body felt sharper now.
Bzzzz, and my body shuddered again.
Climax hit back-to-back.
Like a fish flopping wildly out of water, my body thrashed madly.
"Keh, kehuk...!?"
Bzzz, bzzzz, bzzzz.
Then I dropped the magic tool.
Panting raggedly, I listened to it buzzing on the floor.
Staring at the ceiling, the world spun like a carousel.
No strength left in my body.
...Who was it that said it was no big deal earlier?
Not brain-melting a hundred times over, sure.
But women's pleasure was... plenty intense.
Especially with my stamina already lacking.
I barely stretched out, switched off the tool.
Silence settled over the infirmary.
I slowly deep-breathed, eyes closing.
No energy to move, so I just breathed quietly.
...Gotta work out more.
No, not to do this more— I'd just realized how low my stamina was.
Definitely not, so don't get the wrong idea.
Curiosity satisfied, no more after this.
"...I'm gonna die."
Suddenly, I got why game characters said they'd die in-game or begged to stop.
Just... rest a bit, clean up, and head back.
Then I passed out cold.
Probably from running around all day.
As Iris failed to return even late into the night, Michelle, who'd gone back to the dorm first, grew anxious and left her room to search.
...Whether by fate or chance, she ran into Charlotte.
Charlotte had been sitting near the infirmary, sighing out of pointless worry, so in a way, it was inevitable.
The two who'd crossed paths by chance stared silently before sighing in unison.
Charlotte asked after Iris first, and Michelle said she hadn't returned yet.
Thus, the two anxious girls set out together to find Iris—a perfectly ordinary turn of events.
Their first stop was the infirmary, the last place Iris had been seen.
Unfortunately, the door seemed locked.
But Michelle's ears perked up, catching faint breathing from inside.
Iris was probably still in there.
They exchanged glances.
...Seemed like she'd fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Agreeing she needed to be moved to the dorm, they scouted for a way in.
Found a loosely latched window.
And slipped inside.
Before their eyes...
...An unexpected scene unfolded.