Chapter 5
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: Tags Aren't Omnipotent
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"Oh, come on, don't mess with me. This isn't funny."
"I'm serious. Everything except the #GenderSwap tag has come off."
"That make any sense? All the other tags are gone?"
I was so furious I felt like I was losing my mind.
Here I was, sucking off some random guy's dick just to turn back into a man. I even snorted cum out my nose. And now you're telling me it won't work?
"Cut the bullshit and turn me back into a guy!!"
I grabbed him by the collar and shook him. He choked out "Gah, gah!" as his head lolled around, but he kept up that aggrieved expression anyway.
"I swear it's true! Why would I lie? What do I even have to gain?"
"You've got plenty to gain, don't you? You said yourself you were sad to let go of this chewy little mouth-pussy!"
"That's different! I promised I'd turn you back like a man should!"
This bastard was getting pissed at me?
"Now that it's time to actually do it, you're getting cold feet thinking about that fresh mouthful of cum, huh? Wondering if any other girl could give you this chewy treat?"
"Are you seriously gonna keep calling it a 'pussy' like some pervert?!"
"Oh dear, just like an eroge protagonist—'pussy' is really stuck in your head, huh, 'pussy'?"
You made me do creampies and fellatio, and now you're worried about being perverted?
Konakan cleared his throat with a hem-hem and raised his voice again.
"Anyway, it's true! Just hear me out!"
He looked so genuinely wronged, flailing around like that. I guess I had to hear him out.
"Fine, spit it out."
"First, look. Right now, you've got exactly four tags visible on you."
"What are they?"
Konakan peered above my head and started counting off on his fingers.
"#GenderSwap, #Creampie, #Oral, #Deepthroat. That's four."
"You said the #WholeBodyErogenousZone one was already gone, right?"
"Yeah."
"When did #Creampie get added?"
"Well, actually... when I came inside earlier, I kinda..."
No wonder the pleasure of my womb filling with cum was insane. I came just from one creampie—turns out it was the tag's power.
"And there were two block tags? Or was it three?"
"No, the only block tag is #Bukkake."
"What? Where'd #Pregnancy go?"
"Uh... no idea."
"You removed it?"
"No way, are you crazy?"
"Crazy? You said you'd take responsibility, but now you don't want to knock me up?"
"It's not that—if you get pregnant already, we can't do creampies for months."
How the hell have you been living your life with a mindset like that?
"Do you want to get pregnant or something? Vore play? Not my thing, but..."
"Ugh, pass."
"Passing on that means maybe other plays..."
"Shut up."
Was he turning the tables on me here?
This guy's sharp.
More importantly, talking it out made me realize his cheat skill wasn't exactly omnipotent.
"Hey, block #Pregnancy right now."
"Hold on... there. But why?"
"Looks like you can only block one tag per person."
Konakan said he didn't remove the #Pregnancy tag himself. His words were a bit crazy, but the info seemed reliable.
So?
Each person only has one block tag slot. Blocking a specific tag automatically releases whatever was filling that slot.
That raised another question.
"Hey, how many tags can you put on one person total?"
"Wanna test it?"
"...Pervert."
"No, I'll just apply it and not do anything. Promise!"
Like I'd believe that.
"Try it on yourself. Why test on me?"
Who knows what tags he'd plaster on me? Handing my body over casually could get me railed again—who knows?
"Oh, right. Should've tagged myself with something like #PrematureEjaculation earlier to hold out longer. You're so smart, Kiriche."
Feels like I gave him bad ideas.
"Lemme see, any tags worth applying right now... Huh?"
But as he decided on a tag to test, he made a puzzled face.
"Can't apply tags to myself either."
"Self-buffs don't work?"
"Feels like it."
The more I learned, the more inconvenient it got. Gotta remember to be careful using it.
...Wait, no. Why am I memorizing this cheat's fine print? That's not the point right now!
"So why can't you remove #GenderSwap?!"
I yelled, and he looked troubled, gesturing wildly in the air again, but it still wasn't working.
"Huh, but look here..."
"What?"
"There's a warning message."
He squinted his red eyes slightly and read something in the air only he could see.
Primary tags cannot be deleted...?
"Primary tag?"
"Yeah. #GenderSwap is at the very top of the tag window too..."
"Hmm."
Didn't sound like a lie.
Konakan could add or remove tags from me and all the eroge characters, but every character has one "undeletable core tag."
"But why is the core tag #GenderSwap?"
"If #GenderSwap was gone, then #Creampie, #Bukkake, whatever—none of the tags would work basically. Maybe that's it?"
"...So messing with the core 'heroine' status means #GenderSwap can't be removed."
Trapped as a heroine forever, huh. What a bitch.
Once we reached that conclusion, he sneaked a glance at me and offered some consolation.
"Sorry, Kiriche..."
"Must be nice for you. Securing a heroine."
Disappointment made me snap snidely, but he pushed back hard.
"Securing a heroine? You're my only one."
"Who knows. Guys get bored of the fish they catch, you know."
"You've managed a few fish tanks, huh?"
"Nah, read it on a wiki."
"Jeez..."
If it's from a wiki, sure.
But he snorted and shook his head.
"Some guys might be like that, but not me."
"How can you be so sure?"
Can't predict the future, right?
Bottom line, now that he holds the tag leash, I have zero ways to resist. He could eat and dump me, and what could I do?
But he grabbed my shoulders, eyes resolute red, like he was reassuring my doubts.
"It's not just an empty promise."
"There's a clear reason I won't live that irresponsibly."
Staring into his serious, deep red eyes made me feel... weird.
This feeling.
Like...
"Spit out that 'clear reason' you raped me on sight first, you bastard."
I was an idiot!
Pure love rape enthusiast acting all cool. If he doesn't give a straight answer for raping me on sight this time, he's just a motormouth rapefag, nothing more or less.
"Actually, that was..."
As he started recalling earlier...
"Huh? Hey."
"Yeah?"
"Something's floating over your head."
He seemed to know what it was.
"Did a clock or something pop up?"
"Yeah! How'd you know?"
He let out a relieved sigh—or just exhaled—and scratched his head.
"Hey, Kiriche, got a status window or anything?"
"Yeah. But it only shows useless crap like my three sizes."
"Scroll down. There should be a notifications tab and quest tab."
How the hell do they design these status screens? Notifications and quests should be at the top, right?
...Or not? In an eroge, who needs quests? Notifications? All I need to know is how busty and curvy the heroine I'm banging is.
"Status window."
Anyway, following Konakan's advice, I pulled up the translucent blue status window and scrolled down. Below the useless three sizes, there were some actually useful bits.
[Quests]
▶ Find the Player. [Complete]
▶ Receive the Player's semen inside your body 2 times. [2/2] [Complete]
▶ Completion Reward: Form a 'Purity Contract' with the Player.
▶ 'Purity Contract' Information
▷Purity: If the Player ejaculates inside the 'Character's' body or receives ejaculation inside, that Player dies immediately.
▷Contract: Gain permanent immunity to the 'Seduction' status effect.
Recover from all status effects during intercourse.
▷Contract Duration: If not renewed with the Player within the time limit, both Players die.
"...What's 'Seduction'?"
No info on that.
Plus, sex recovers status effects? What status effects matter in an eroge anyway?
Bottom line: screw around on each other, and we both drop dead?
"What kind of shitty reward is this?"
The more I looked, the more ridiculous the stats were.
"Turning a normal person into a horny blowfish."
Suddenly a lewd blowfish, I sighed deeply and looked at Konakan.
"You did that to me because of this Purity Contract crap?"
Konakan nodded.
"Mine said if I didn't find the Player in 10 minutes, the Player dies."
"...That's why you kept saying no time?"
"Yeah. Too complicated to explain right away... Really sorry."
To save me: ejaculate inside the target within 10 minutes.
Hearing it now, I wasn't suddenly turned into a lewd blowfish—this world's entry point made me one already.
Not a horny rapist, but my lifesaver after all.
But even after that explanation, one thing bugged me.
"But even if you didn't save me, you wouldn't get penalized, right?"
"True."
"So why'd you do it?"
Strictly speaking, me surviving lets us haggle contract terms.
Just let me die, and Konakan's free—no ties to this weird contract.
He knew about the Purity Contract, yet a guy isekai'd into an eroge protag skips banging every girl for one rape?
Why do something so stupid?
Konakan grinned sheepishly.
"Because you're a Player. Not just a character."
If it was just game data, he wouldn't have taken the risk.
But a Player.
A precious life that feels joy, sorrow, love, hate like him.
Sacrificing eroge protag pleasures to save a stranger...
"...You're actually a really good guy."
I couldn't have done that.
What kind of life forges that worldview?
As a strange feeling stirred...
Bang!
A girl stood fuming at the roughly flung-open inn door.
Pink wavy hair swaying over her voluptuous figure—I knew exactly who she was.
Obviously, Konakan, who'd played the game, recognized her too.
"Rebecca Prurin..."
"The main heroine herself, coming here."
"This feels bad."
Purity Contract.
Now, if he cums inside a character, Konakan dies.
And this is an eroge.
She's the main heroine.
And that main heroine is pissed.
"Konakan. Why're you rolling in bed with some random bitch?"
Oh, fuck. We're screwed.
...You want me to catfight now?