Sudden Quest (1)

I dreamed.

A dream of having sex with someone I couldn't even identify. I fought it with everything I had, but the body wasn't mine. And so, when it finally pushed into me, my legs coiled around their waist as if begging for affection—

"No!"

I bolted upright like I was having a seizure, my whole body soaked through with sweat. On legs that still wouldn't stop shaking, I barely managed to drag myself into the bathroom.

The mirror showed a beautiful, snow-white nude. My sweat-drenched body gleamed with an obscene sheen.

"Nnh..."

My lower belly throbbed, as if it still remembered last night. A slick, clinging sensation of pleasure seemed to coat every inch of me. I hurriedly cranked the cold water and drenched myself from head to toe.

"Haaah..."

Am I... actually going to be okay? It's only been a day. How am I supposed to endure this?

"Hic... hnngh, hhk..."

The tears broke loose. Frail body or not—I just felt so pitiful I wanted to cry. If this kind of thing kept happening, anywhere, anytime, over and over, a normal life would be impossible. The guys would see me as an easy slut they could fuck whenever they wanted. The girls would see me as a cock-hungry whore.

"Hnngh..."

I clamped a hand over my mouth and begged. Please, you developer bastard. No—Developer-nim... I was wrong, so please let me off just this once. I'm sorry I cursed you out. So just once...

Ding!

"Ah?"

Had it actually answered my desperate plea? I swallowed a sniffle and hurriedly tapped the alert.

The second I saw it, a curse tore out of me.

You son of a bitch. So you're the Holy God.

I screamed like I was throwing a tantrum, defiance ripping through my throat.

"I'm not doing it! I'd rather die than do that, you son of a bitch!!"

A naked dogeza plus naked masturbation? That was just telling me to die socially, wasn't it?

But the Holy God rang another alert, as if laughing in my face.

Ding!

"...?"

Wh-what. An alert that sounded like an actual person talking threw me for a second. And then the chimes kept coming.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

"W-what are you trying to do."

Then a status window opened of its own accord, and the description of the Anywhere Door began to change.

Krrrrrk.

A sound effect like something being wrung out by force, and then—

"...N-no, this is—"

Keeping my mind intact meant... it was going to make me thrash myself to death inside that insane pleasure, fully conscious the entire time. And countless Holes all over campus?

I found myself backing away before I even realized it, tucking my tail between my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠legs.

"...A-alright. I'll... I'll do it..."

Ding!

Exert myself...?

Before I could even collect my thoughts, the quest shifted slightly.

A condition had been added. Fail to finish it within a week, and another Hole gets added.

Praying this outrage would just end already, I nodded.

"I'll do it. I'll ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠do it..."

No more alerts came. My legs gave out and I sank to the floor, crying quietly. Then I suddenly realized my body was shivering violently, and I scrambled out of the bathroom.

"Ugh... it was cold water... *sniff*..."

I looked in the mirror and even my lips had gone blue—that had been dangerous. I pulled on my uniform for the time being and was resting when my eyes drifted to the clock on the wall.

"...Twelve o'clock?"

Ah... what do I do. Seriously.

"Arthas, go fetch the vice representative. Check whether she's in her room and bring her back."

"Teacher! I wanna go too!"

"Be back before the next class."

"Yes!!"

Arthas stood with a pensive look on his face. Lim Yu-ra clung to him from behind, chattering away, but none of it registered.

Why... didn't she come out?

Was she sick? Or did she just not want to see him? Because of him—giddy at having entered the place everyone dreamed of—she had taken serious damage. He wanted to drop to his knees and apologize right then and there.

I can't do that.

Even just walking with her for that brief stretch, look at the kind of stares she'd gotten. If he did something like that, the girls who chased after him would go after her.

"Something on your mind, Arthas?"

"Ah... Yu-ra."

"Oh, so you remember my name."

"Of course."

His eyes happened to fall on the girl who went around with her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as a friend. A girl with a normal way of thinking, who felt no jealousy or envy toward Na-ho. To her—who was disgusted whenever he approached—this girl would be a great source of strength.

"Hah. I'm... worried about Na-ho."

"Ah... she is the type to make people worry, that Na-ho."

"Didn't you two only meet yesterday?"

"Mm, you can tell just by looking, though. She's kind of a mess, she makes these weird sounds, and her face is so white it's past pale—she looks sick."

"..."

That was true enough... the moan she'd let out in the auditorium had made even his own ears burn red.

...It was beautiful.

Something obscene and a sensation that burrowed pleasantly into his ears had arrived at the same time. And that panting face, complexion all undone...

"Mm... Yu-ra, I'd like you to help Na-ho as much as you can."

"Of course. I would even if you didn't ask."

"If... there's anything your own strength can't handle, tell me. I'll help however I can."

At that, Lim Yu-ra asked him with a smile he couldn't quite read.

"Hey. Arthas, do you like Na-ho?"

"..."

Lim Yu-ra's question was blunt. Arthas thought about it, briefly. Like. Love. He had never held those feelings in any deep way. But... since yesterday, she had been circling through his mind without end. Arthas spoke only of that feeling.

"...I don't know. I just can't stop thinking about her."

"Heh... you've got a cute side, Arthas. Ah, from here on it's the girls' dorm, so I'll go."

"...Alright."

He sent Lim Yu-ra on ahead and waited, and people began to gather little by little.

"Arthas, what are you doing here?"

"Did you miss me?"

"Fuck off, don't start that shit, you bitch."

"What?"

The girls were at it again, chattering away at a piercing volume. Disgust welled up in him.

"...It's noisy."

"Huh? Ah, s-sorry."

"I'll be quiet, okay!"

The words had slipped out on their own, but once it actually got quiet, it was fine. After waiting a little longer, he saw her emerge from the dormitory entrance with Lim Yu-ra, her complexion wan.

"Ah..."

Arthas started to call out to them, then closed his mouth.

You saw, didn't you? How the girl standing next to you gets treated.

Her pretty voice lingered in his ears. Fortunately, the other girls were too busy looking at him to pay the dormitory entrance any mind. He signaled Lim Yu-ra with his eyes to just go, then turned around on the spot.

...Even from a distance.

Having made that resolution, Arthas left the dormitory behind.

"Let's go to the infirmary first."

"I'm fine. I just... caught a bit of a cold."

"That's exactly why we need to go to the infirmary!!"

After realizing I was late, I'd been thinking of just spending the day in my room when Yu-ra showed up. Her face was full of worry.

"Alright, alright. Let's go."

Ignoring the girls crowded in front of the dormitory, and Arthas with them, we headed for the Academy Infirmary.

Has he come to his senses a bit?

This was so much more comfortable. If only he'd been like this from the start.

I arrived at the infirmary with my lips still in a pout, and the nurse came over.

"Oh my, welcome. It's been a while since a lovely young lady came to visit."

"Is that so?"

"Mm. Usually it's injured boys who come in. I'm Stinell, the school nurse."

"I'm Oh Na-ho."

"Lim Yu-ra!"

Stinell took one look at my condition and treated me with practiced ease.

"Now then, a girl's body needs to stay warm. I'll get you a heat pack and some tea, so lie down for a bit before you go."

"...Yes, thank you."

The word girl lodged itself in my mind for no particular reason. I lay on the infirmary bed, and Yu-ra stepped out to the bathroom for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a moment.

Haah... it's not like I can just drop out.

If I did, I'd become a real living onahole, with Holes sprouting up everywhere like weeds. I was agonizing over how to avoid that future right now.

That was when the curtain beside me was yanked shut with a snap. A guy with a puffy, swollen face was staring at me.

"...?"

"N-nice to meet you-neung."

"...Who are you?"

When I asked cautiously, the puffy-faced guy answered in a voice that sounded faintly offended.

"I'm An Yeo-dae from Class 3-neung! Don't even recognize your own classmate, your 'friend'-neung?"

"Ah... sorry. I'm Oh Na-ho."

Seeing this bastard actually talking in that neung-neung weeb-speak in real life, a genuine wave of disgust rolled over me. I was almost grateful that exhaustion had frozen my face so it wouldn't move. But An Yeo-dae didn't stop there.

"Apologize-neung."

"...The hell are you talking about."

"How could you not recognize a friend—"

"Hey."

Irritation surged up and I dropped my voice low.

"Then you apologize first for yanking the curtain however you wanted. I was trying to rest quietly, and you're the one bothering me."

"..."

"Don't talk to me."

An Yeo-dae made a dumbfounded face. What the hell did this bastard even take me for, reacting like that earlier? I didn't wait for an answer. I just yanked the curtain shut again. Grumbling leaked through from the other side, but I ignored it.

Soon Yu-ra came back, and we returned to class together.

"Oh my, look who decided to show up. The tardy girl."

"...Hey, Annelise."

"What on earth were you doing last night to skip every morning class?"

The Annelise pack came flying at me the second I walked in. The girls hanging off her chimed in.

"Well, what else does a slut do at night?"

"Right? Bet she got pounded all night and slept in."

Well... I did get pounded, fuck. Feeling my mood plummet by the second, I spat it out cold.

"You lot are the ones jerking off to Arthas every night. I've got zero interest in doing anything with him, got it?"

"Wh-wha..."

"Move. I'm going to my seat."

"Ugh..."

I shoved roughly through the lackeys as they edged back, and returned to my seat. Annelise watched me with that same cold face as always.

A moment later, Yu-ra came after me with a startled look.

"Our Na-ho is so cool!"

"Don't you start too..."

"Whyy! You're the best, the best! Girl crush!"

Girl crush, my ass. If I backed down there, I'd be the one getting crushed...

But Yu-ra's praise seemed to have some kind of effect—a smile crept onto my face despite myself.

"You're more of a girl crush than I am, Yu-ra. You're so cool."

"Really? Eheheheh!!"

Even that laugh of hers was a crush all by itself.

And soon after, the bell rang for the next period.