Chapter 1
Chapter 1
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Woke Up in the M World?!
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"Ugh...... Why am I like this......"
I woke up to find the world turned upside down, and before long, I realized I'd tumbled off the bed with my neck twisted awkwardly.
"Sssp.... That hurts quite a bit."
I must have rolled off in my sleep. My neck throbbed a little, but it didn't stop me from moving, so I got up.
"Where the hell is this?"
I'd definitely gone to sleep in my own room last night, but when I opened my eyes, I was greeted by the sight of a completely unfamiliar bedroom.
It was a simple, straightforward guy's room, but I had no memory of why I was here.
"I remember drinking last night, getting totally wasted... and then stumbling home to crash..."
I'd had a few drinks, sure, but not enough to black out completely.
"Taeyang, it's about time you got up!"
As I racked my brain trying to piece together what had happened, someone called out to me and opened the door.
Wow.... She's gorgeous..
A woman who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties stepped into the room and spoke in a slightly annoyed tone.
"Even if it's the weekend, you need to be up before lunch! Come on out and eat."
"Wh-who are you?"
"What're you saying! 'Who are you' to your own mom? Hurry up, wash your face, and come eat."
"M-Mom?!"
The woman who called herself my mom said her piece and left the room. My head spun even more in this baffling situation.
"My mom's supposed to be fifty now, just your average middle-aged lady......"
Even giving her the benefit of the doubt, she looked like an aunt at most—or young enough to pass for an older sister. I couldn't wrap my head around this woman being my mother.
I couldn't just sit there dumbfounded, so I took a moment to calm down, left the room, and headed to the bathroom with the sink.
"It's definitely me..... but something's off?"
Wondering if my mind was playing tricks on me, I glanced in the mirror. There was my ordinary self staring back.
"Hurry up and come eat!"
"Y-yes!"
I had no clue what was going on, but since the woman claiming to be my mom sounded pissed, I rushed to the dining table.
"Thanks for the meal...."
"Yeah."
It was your everyday mother-son breakfast scene, except the mom wasn't mine, which left me utterly confused.
But why does she know me and treat me like her son?
For a split second, I wondered if I'd been kidnapped while asleep, but this setup was way too peaceful for that. None of it made sense.
"...Currently, the new trend in crimes is Sadist Crime, and just this morning another incident..."
"Taeyang, you mustn't do stuff like that."
"Do what?"
"The Sadist Crime they're talking about on the news."
"S-Sadist Crime? What's that?"
The name alone was so bizarre, I had no idea what she was talking about, so I asked the woman I supposed was my mom.
"You should watch the news more! It's when someone pretends to be a Sadist to lure people in, then asks the victim to treat them like a Sadist."
"What kind of crime is that?"
The crime's name was absurd enough, but the details were even more ridiculous.
Pretend to be a Sadist to lure someone? Then make the person you tricked act like a Sadist on you? What kind of nonsense crime is this..... Is it April Fools'?
April Fools' had already passed, but hearing this insane story made me chuckle in disbelief.
"Honestly, Sadists don't exist anyway...... The real problem is people falling for that crap."
"Why wouldn't they exist? They're rare, sure, but you can find them if you look..."
Chatting with who I assumed was my mom about such adult topics felt awkward, but she seemed totally unfazed, so I played it cool too.
There weren't tons of people with S tendencies, but they weren't so mythical that you'd doubt their existence.
Adult sites were full of S and M content—you couldn't count it all. So the news story and her words just didn't add up.
"Sadists? In this world? That was hundreds of years ago."
"Hundreds of years ago...... So you're saying everyone's a Masochist?"
"Of course! No one has any other orientation besides M."
"What......"
I didn't know where I was or who this woman was, and hearing her casually claim there were no Sadists, only Masochists—it hit me.
This place..... isn't the Earth I knew!
That's right.
I'd somehow ended up in another world.
After finishing my meal, I retreated to my room and started digging through everything for clues.
"What the hell..... This can't be real."
A quick search on the computer in my room turned up a flood of content that could never exist in my old world.
YouTube's algorithm shoved videos like "Self-Punishment Anyone Can Do!" and "My Boyfriend Wants It in His Butt..." in my face—head-spinning stuff.
News and articles? All the crime stories were sex-related: "Public Exposure Without an Owner," "Is Sadist Crime Okay Like This?"
The internet overflowed with dizzying content, and I read up on No Wol Peace, the guy who created this world.
"The great man who turned everyone into Masochists with M Gas...... This world's all his fault...."
He claimed it was for peace, but his insane act got him executed. Still, the drug's effects made every generation after Masochists without exception, earning him a reevaluation.
"W-wait, doesn't that mean I can do whatever I want?"
This was a world of nothing but Ms, and for some reason, I'd ended up here as the sole S.
"Sadist Crime lures people promising training..... The folks here are such hardcore Ms they'd fall for it..."
In my old world, you'd get arrested before you even started. Here, it was a grave crime, with "Sadist" treated like some ancient legend.
With everyone an M, most people—men and women alike—couldn't satisfy their urges fully. Sadists were the one true source of real pleasure in this world.
The realization that, as the only S, I could live however I pleased if I played it right had my heart pounding with excitement.
"Still, I should test it first..... Claim I'm a Sadist and call someone over?...... Nah, too risky if they report me."
Unlike the scammers, I was a genuine S, but advertising it here was like running voice phishing scams—couldn't risk it.
"That leaves......"
I turned my head to the door, picturing the woman who called herself my mom beyond it, and started getting aroused.
"R-right, even if she's 'Mom,' she's a total stranger......"
She was originally from this world, but to me, she might as well be someone I'd never met.
Plus, her youthful beauty—impossible to believe she'd borne a child—complete with massive tits and ass, was stirring my manly instincts like crazy.
In a world of true Ms, even the most outlandish hentai-level sex crimes would be welcomed with joy. I wrestled with the temptation.
No way back to my old world anyway. I'd have to live here—either pretend to be an M like everyone else and coast quietly...
"Or do whatever the hell I want...."
The brief hesitation passed. I didn't want to play dumb in a world like this. Steel resolve, I headed to the living room.
"L-let's watch together.... Mom."
"Sure? What's gotten into you~? You're usually holed up staring at Queen pics~"
"W-when did I ever!"
"Yeah, yeah~ Mom knows nothing~"
The original me from this world must've been a true M like everyone else—total opposite of who I was now.
Come to think of it, we talked about sex stuff pretty casually...
Family chatting about sex was unthinkable back home, but here, with everyone true Ms, even Mom dove into those topics without a second thought.
"M-Mom's... an M... right?"
A question that'd earn a smack in my old world, but here she answered casually.
"Of course~ Who isn't?"
Her matter-of-fact reply to "Are you a Masochist?" emboldened me to push further.
"Th-then Dad was... an M... too?"
"Your dad...... Yeah, pretty much. When he confessed, he swore he'd spank me red every day to marry me...... Turns out after the wedding, he was begging to get hit. Never laid a hand on him once~ Felt totally scammed...... Ahh, but you were born, so no regrets..."
"I-I see...."
Her vivid details actually made me hesitate a bit.
Promising to spank her as a confession......
Not sexual harassment leading to jail, but a touching proposal that sealed the marriage...
Impossible in my world. This chat confirmed Dad died before I was born—and that I could get bolder.
"Then....... Should I spank you?"