Chapter 19
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: When Verifying a Suspicious Man's Identity, Checking His Semen Is Common Sense, Right? (Part 1)
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Some kind of glitchy, unfinished message greeted me.
[MANUAL_ENTRY_CODE, access welcome.]
[User welcome message output: ERROR_USER_NOT_FOUND]
[May {User_Name}'s journey become a legend]
Since this wasn't the normal login method, I crash-landed naked on the edge of the world.
"...Doesn't hurt."
I'd dropped right into the middle of a dense forest, so following Chae Yu-na's instructions, I checked my status first.
"Status Window."
Saying something out of a fad from decades ago felt a bit embarrassing, but it worked without fail.
A translucent window popped up in front of me, neatly summarizing my situation.
"Ho...?"
It felt just like playing a game. When I thought about wanting more details on [Supernatural Abilities], the info flowed naturally into my head.
Mind Manipulation (S)
A power that lets you manipulate others' thoughts.
Manipulation difficulty increases with scenario-important NPCs.
If sense of incongruity reaches 100%, mind manipulation may break.
You can share skills from those fully dominated.
User note: Yu-na's gift♥
"Guess I'll have to test this ability out to really know."
As I pondered deeply, I sensed someone approaching.
"Hands up and get on the ground!"
A woman with wide eyes aimed a gun at me, her voice sharp.
"Yes, ma'am." I raised my hands and followed her orders.
'Status Window Viewing.'
I could see most of her info, ending with her F-rank scenario importance.
"I got lost, Officer."
I used the ability lightly as I made my excuse to the officer.
"D-don't lie! This is way off any road!"
[Sense of incongruity has risen.]
My ridiculous excuse bumped up the sense of incongruity a bit. To test the ability, I layered on a faint manipulation with more excuses.
"Damn it, Officer! I'm just as freaked out. I got robbed by a gang of villains and dumped here naked!"
[Sense of incongruity has decreased.]
I didn't think it was that convincing, but adding bare minimum plausibility dropped the incongruity.
Good. I think I've got the hang of this sense of incongruity system.
"I see. In that case, I'll help you out. Want to give the details back at the station?"
She finished speaking and—in a flash, like she'd used her ability—slapped cuffs on my wrists.
Before I could blink, the cuffs were on.
'So this is Body Acceleration...!' A D-rank ability, but insane to a normal person.
"Since we haven't verified your identity yet, sorry, but I'll have to restrain you until procedures are complete."
True to this villain-filled world, she cuffed me without mercy, even without proven crimes.
"Here, at least put some clothes on!"
She pulled out some oversized clothes from somewhere and dressed me, then guided me to the patrol car.
'Not a fan of being restrained.' It chafed, but I decided to play along for now.
I naturally hopped into the passenger seat as she got in.
"What are you doing? Get in the back—now!"
She frowned cutely, flustered by my move.
She tried to look intimidating, but she just came off like an annoyed hamster.
I gifted her a new [common sense].
With her F-rank scenario importance, her mind shifted effortlessly under strong use of the ability.
"If I sit in the back, who's gonna touch your legs, Officer?"
[To perfectly restrain a cuffed suspect's hands, you have to touch their legs.] That common sense took root in her.
"Ahem, yeah, you're right... Anyway, hop in quick!"
I sat beside her, rattling my cuffs as I started groping her legs.
Slid my hand under her skirt, fiddling with her stockinged thighs.
"Officer Lee Na-eun, your legs are gorgeous. Can't keep my hands off 'em."
The firm, toned feel of her workout-sculpted thighs felt great even through the stockings.
Since leg-touching was common sense to her, no resistance at all.
"These thighs look so fuckable. Wanna shove my cock between 'em."
"What?! That's sexual harass—!"
I twisted her common sense again as she bristled.
[Sexual teasing is a compliment.]
"...Thank you...?"
[Sense of incongruity has risen slightly.]
The incongruity ticked up faintly, but it was negligible, invisible.
"These thighs have that bouncy feel—like they'd grip a pussy nice."
I kept teasing, squeezing her thighs hard.
"Feels like they'd wrap my cock so sweetly. Wanna rip these stockings off right now."
"Your innocent face alone gets my cock hard. Face made for pounding doggy-style."
"Haaah... We're here, so enough pointless compliments. Time for your interrogation!"
Her face flushed deep red, she slammed the door.
A quick peek at her mental state showed this:
💭 Thoughts:Ugh, first time getting praised so much... What a polite guy.
"Sit." She pulled out a chair at the table.
"Smaller than I thought?" At my question, she sighed.
"Yeah. It's so remote, I handle it solo. Easy work, but..."
Back in her familiar space, she relaxed, looking way more at ease than before.
"Alright, let's start basic ID verification. Name, job, affiliation..."
It sounded like a boring slog just listening. No upside to a full check.
That's why I implanted new common sense in her.
[This man's trustworthiness is determined by his cock size and cum volume.]
[When verifying this man's identity, checking trustworthiness comes before petty details.]
[ID checks aren't sexual. Getting aroused would be embarrassing.]
Following her new beliefs, she continued:
"...Not that important anyway. Let's check your trustworthiness."
With my hands cuffed, I shrugged up my shoulders, and she pulled down my pants.
Thwack. My half-hard cock sprang out, poking her cheek.
"Ugh, saw it before, but... impressive size."
"You think?" I pressed her cheek with my cock as I replied.
"Yes. Size, shape—top-tier. Optimized for violating pussy, I'd say."
She spoke like appraising furniture, all objective info.
"...With this size, we can uncuff before ejaculation." She unlocked my cuffs.
"That it?"
"No, still need to check semen output."
"Hassle. What do I do?"
"Uh, um, masturbate or something...?"
Her new common sense didn't require using her body for volume, so she suggested jerking off naturally.
I corrected her twisted logic.
[Masturbation is utterly shameful.]
[Using an officer's body to check this man's cum volume is obvious.]
[Lewd acts to help ejaculation aren't embarrassing.]
With the update, she hurriedly backpedaled.
"...Yeah, that's ridiculous. Haha..."
She dropped to her knees, bringing her mouth to my cock.
Wet warmth enveloped the head as it slid in.
Amateur blowjob. Careful not to graze with teeth, but zero technique.
"Mm, your mouth-pussy is so sloppy, no way I'm cumming."
"Pop. What now?" She asked worriedly.
"Don't ask me, Officer. Try some dirty talk?"
"Got it."
She thought hard, then stuttered out her idea of lewd lines.
"Shove your cock in Na-eun's mouth all you want...?" She tried coquettishly, unsure.
"Not bad, but how 'bout kissing the cock now and then while locking eyes?"
Following my lead, she planted smack smack kisses on it, looking up at me.
Hot sight—uniformed officer squatting to suck cock—but not enough to cum.
"If you got horny too, it'd be hotter..."
She squinted at me, jabbing back.
"Hey! I'm not a perv. Why would I get turned on during ID checks? Perverted to get excited over duty!"
'One's right here.'
I added a suggestion: [You get a little aroused with every cock-kiss.] Then had her mouth go again.
"Ngh...?" She flinched at the subtle difference.
"Problem?" She tilted her head at my question, said no.
"Smack Cock tastes good. Mwah Love cock♥ Mwah Gimme cock♥"
Unlike before, excitement laced her voice with each kiss.
Curious about her inner thoughts? Status showed confusion.
💭 Thoughts:Ugh, just doing a normal cock inspection, but I'm getting horny... Am I a perv...?
Her arousal peaking, she slurped the head like candy. I pulled her off.
"Your mouth won't cut it for cumming, Officer."
"Ugh, sorry my mouth-pussy sucks so bad..."
She apologized guiltily. A silver strand stretched from her cock-sucking lips and snapped.
A single pubic hair clung to her crisp white uniform shirt.
She bent over the table, spreading her legs diamond-wide.
"Gotta milk sir's semen with my pussy... Sorry for the hassle." She sighed apologetically.
"Shoulda spread your pussy from the start. Why waste time on that lame mouth?"
"Sorry, first time doing ID checks this way..." Her pride cracked; head bowed low.
Touching her pussy made her jolt.
"Pussy's already soaked. Got horny sucking cock?"
At my sharp jab, she lied defensively.
"N-no, just sweat... sweat..."
"Your sweat's that slippery, huh, Officer?" I kneaded her ass as I said it.
Soft and plush—nice feel. Heavily worked out, perfectly perky shape.
"Ugh... sorry... Might be a little aroused..."
She spread her cheeks with both hands, showing her sticky slit.
"Use this rookie cop pussy freely, fill it with loads of semen..."
Spitting her self-made dirty talk to urge me on.
A beautiful, model officer, diligently performing her duty to swiftly verify output.