Chapter 120: Can You Please Show Me Your Dick Just Once (2)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 120: Can You Please Show Me Your Dick Just Once (2)[R-18]
“C-C-Could you... p-p-p-please show me your c-cock just once?”
I couldn’t believe my ears.
‘...Cock? Did she just ask to see my cock?’
I definitely heard it, but I told myself not to jump to conclusions.
No matter how wide the world was or how many eccentrics lived in it, there was no way a woman would openly ask to see a man’s cock in the middle of an academy hallway, right?
I must have misheard her.
“I’m sorry, Director. I was lost in thought for a second and didn’t catch that. What did you just say?”
“Ah... u-um... so, if you could just show me your c-c-cock once... I-I would be... very grateful.”
“....My cock?”
“Y-Yes... y-yes... your c-cock...”
To my utter astonishment, I hadn’t misheard her.
The Director was sincerely asking to see my cock right in the middle of the academy hallway!
“Could you perhaps... clarify what exactly you mean by ‘cock’?”
“Hic!... T-That... the... the thing... between the legs... also called the... g-genitals or reproductive organs... or in other words, a d-dick... or a p-penis... or even a... a s-shlong...”
“That’s enough. I understand perfectly.”
She even provided a detailed explanation that rendered the "sudden hearing loss" excuse completely useless.
“Hic... Y-Yes... so... w-will you show me your c-cock?”
"Director... I did say I’d do my best to help you earlier... but getting a request like this so suddenly is a bit flustering. I’m not sure how you developed such a fetish, but...”
“W-Whaaat? N-No!! I-It’s not because of a fetish! T-This is...”
“It’s probably better if you don’t make excuses.”
As someone with extensive experience in creating "dark history" moments, I could guarantee that making a clumsy excuse in this situation would only lead to her kicking her blankets for years to come, thinking, ‘I should have just kept my mouth shut!’
“N-No!!... R-Really... i-it’s not like that...!!”
“Director... it might be hard to believe, but it’s really better to stay quiet right now. Honestly, if it’s just voyeurism... wait, should I even call this voyeurism? Anyway... this much is actually quite normal. I know plenty of women with far more twisted fetishes than this.”
For example, Laplace, or Lady Yuris, or Evelyn, or Helen...
‘...Wait.’
Now that I thought about it, it wasn't just that I knew "plenty" of women with twisted fetishes—it was that everyone around me was like that.
‘No... I still have Estelle.’
Yes, I still had the small and precious Estelle.
Of course, Estelle’s fetishes had minor hiccups like ‘Sensory Deprivation,’‘Obsession,’ and ‘Confinement,’ but compared to the other women, that was practically nothing.
“I-Ian! P-Please listen to me!! It’s really not like that!! I d-don’t have a voyeurism fetish!! I-I’m not asking to see your c-cock because of that...”
“Director... you’re going to regret this. I know someone who didn’t throw away the tissues he used to masturbate and got caught by someone like his mother, and then he made the most ridiculous excuses... Ah, I’m definitely not talking about myself. It’s just a story about someone I know.”
“I-It’s not an excuse! R-Really...! I-I don’t have that kind of fetish! ...Hic!... I-I’m just... asking for... d-data collection... sob sob...!”
“....”
Asking to see a cock for "data collection"...
Honestly, it was hard to believe, but since it looked like the tears welling in the Director’s eyes were about to spill over if I pushed any further, I decided to play along.
“Ah... I see. I must have misunderstood.”
“Y-Yes!! It’s a m-misunderstanding! A p-pure! 100% misunderstanding!”
Nod, nod!
The Director, seemingly convinced she had finally persuaded me, began nodding vigorously and added an explanation.
“...Y-You know the... c-condoms... that the blonde lady who came with you last time commissioned.... T-The thing is... since I don’t have a real sample... it’s harder to make than I thought... T-That’s why I asked!! ...I-It’s strictly for data collection!!”
“If that’s the case, aren’t there other ways? You could read books or use something like a dildo... I’m fine with it, but what if you meet a bad person while making a request like this to just anyone?”
“I-I don’t ask just anyone... I-I... I tried all the methods you mentioned, b-but...”
Glance—
The Director’s gaze shifted to the space between my legs as she continued.
“The... the size in the d-data... and the f-forearm size the blonde lady mentioned... the d-difference is t-too big, so it wasn’t helpful... I-I had... n-no choice.”
“...Hmm. That is a very logical and rational reason.”
—My cock is so big that she had no choice!
It was a perfect reason that any man would have to acknowledge.
“I’m not trying to brag, but my equipment is a bit special.”
“Y-Yeees.... S-So... it can’t be just anyone... I h-have to... m-measure... Ian’s... c-cock...”
“Hmm... still, it’s just as dangerous. No matter how special my equipment is... what would you have done if I were a bad person?”
“Eh...? B-But, you p-paid back your debt right away... Ian, you’re a g-good person, right?”
“...I am a good person, but still.”
“R-Right? S-So, p-please help me just once!... I... I also... l-let you buy on credit... hic...! If... if you don’t help me... I... I... might have to... l-live by... r-rummaging through... t-trash cans... from now on! Sob sob...”
Jiggle—
As the Director bowed deeply, her breasts—which were quite large for her petite frame—jiggled significantly.
‘They’re big...’
They were the kind of breasts that could make a man finish a bowl of rice just by looking at them.
While Lady Yuris’s absolute breast size was larger, the Director’s proportions made hers look comparable because of her short stature.
‘...I guess I have no choice.’
It had absolutely nothing to do with the Director’s still-swaying, firm breasts...!
I simply wasn’t the kind of person who could coldly refuse someone in distress.
‘And in a way, the Director is Estelle’s savior, right?’
If I could repay such a great debt just by showing my cock once, there was no better deal than this.
Grip—
“Fine. If you’re going that far...”
Having made my decision, I nodded and spoke to the Director.
“I will show you... my cock!”
“....”
“....”
An awkward silence flowed between the Director and me as we sat side-by-side on the bed in the inn.
No matter how much I had agreed to show her, I couldn’t exactly whip it out in the middle of the academy hallway, so we moved to the Cream Pie Inn for the time being.
‘...But is this right?’
Now that I had calmed down a bit, I realized the absurdity of the situation: I was about to show my cock to someone ‘whose name I didn’t even know.’
‘I’m not the kind of guy who just shows his cock to anyone...’
I was a man with a sense of romantic integrity.
I had come to the inn to repay the favor, but thinking about it, this wasn't the only way to settle the debt.
I could persuade Evelyn to cancel the contract itself, or ask her to give the Director more time...
Jiggle—!!
“T-Then!... S-S-Shall we... b-b-begin... the c-cock... m-measurement!!”
At that moment, the Director stood up with her fists clenched in determination, causing her breasts to jiggle violently once more.
‘No, that’s not it. A contract is a contract, even if it was just a verbal one!’
No matter how young she looked, the Director was a magnificent Artificer.
If I tried to be "considerate" for no reason, I might end up wounding her ‘Artisan Spirit.’
‘And I can just learn her name right now, can’t I?’
Once I did, our relationship would change from "strangers" to "acquaintances," so showing her my cock wouldn't be a problem at all.
“...Wait a moment, Director.”
“Y-Yes... Ian.”
“I realized I don’t even know your name yet. Let’s introduce ourselves before we get to work.”
“Ah.... M-My name...?”
The Director blinked her large eyes at me, looking strangely reluctant to share her name.
‘...Huh? This won’t do.’
I was a man who respected boundaries.
Showing my cock to an ‘acquaintance’ was just barely within the line, but showing it to a ‘stranger’ was not.
“...If you don’t want to reveal your name, I have no choice. Let’s just pretend this never happened.”
“W-Wait, wait!! I-I’ll tell you...!!”
Sss— Taking a deep breath, the Director spoke in a tiny, crawling voice.
“...It’s... it’s Poporing.”
“....!!”
The moment I heard the name Poporing, my eyes widened involuntarily.
[Ttu-tta… Ttu-ttai Ttu-tta-tta U-ttaya!][11]
[I like this gallery because no tactical nukes get posted here!!][3]
[Manager, Attention stance lolololol][22]
...
..
.
The true name of the self-proclaimed "Top 3 Villain of the Gallery" and the "VPN Spammer" was none other than ‘Poporing Spayria.’
‘No, calm down.’
Of course, while the name Poporing was very unique and uncommon, I couldn't be 100% sure it was the same person just yet.
Wasn't that why I had left ‘MojitoDelivery■’ unbanned and was waiting?
“Hic!... I-It’s weird, right?... T-That’s why... I-I didn’t want... to tell you... sob sob...! ...B-But it’s not a lie! Poporing... is really my name... hic...!”
“I believe you. I was just surprised because I know someone with the same name as you, Director.”
“Eh? Is... is there someone else... with a w-weird name like P-Poporing?”
“Yes, I have an acquaintance named Poporing Spayria.”
“Poporing Spayria!? I-I’m... I’m also... Poporing Spayria?!”
The Director shouted, covering her mouth as if she were genuinely shocked.
“....Your last name is Spayria too, Director?”
“Y-Yes!!... H-How... what a coincidence...!! My grandmother made up a new surname when she moved to the Empire, so I thought I was the only ‘Spayria’ in the world...!!”
“....”
Poporing’s statement confirmed it.
[VPN Spammer] = [Poporing Spayria] = [MojitoDelivery■]
All three were the same person.
The moment I realized this, every last shred of guilt in my heart vanished.
‘Thank you! Poporing! No... MojitoDelivery■’
I was getting sick and tired of the endless trolling and spamming.
It was time to return to being the ‘Manager,’ 8WanksADay◆.
Since it was the Manager’s duty to punish the gallery’s trolls, there was no longer any need to hesitate.
Stand—
I stood up and lowered my pants at the same time...
“Kyaaa...!♥”
Poporing let out a small scream.