Chapter 257: The Simp
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 257: The Simp
Since everyone was clutching their Leather Dildo Usage Tickets like sacred relics and hadn't even used them yet, the two days I spent eating, playing, and resting passed without much incident.
Well, except for the time I tried to initiate face rape by sliding into my mom’s sticky meat pile while she was asleep next to Gracia. I ended up ejaculating two thick loads into that perverted sow’s flesh as she stifled her sobs, terrified that her daughter would catch us in the middle of mother-son mating.
Or the time I went to find Alicia while she was masturbating in her room, called her a garbage-tier bitch while spanking her, and had a satisfying release.
Or when I woke up early and saw Cassia doing yoga, shook my penis at her to lure her into the bathroom, and used her as a semen toilet.
Or the "equivalent exchange" between breakfast and lunch where I fed Camel semen through her bottom mouth and she fed me breast milk through my top mouth.
I did try to seduce Alicia, the easiest target, for an orgy, but she started tearing up. Despite having allowed it with Aoi, she insisted she could never do it with her friends. My heart softened at the sight, so I had no choice but to settle for a round of outdoor play in the bushes near the walking trail.
After enjoying her two-day vacation to the fullest, Mom went back to work, and Gracia was dragged off to the Magic Tower again, held by Teacher Yvette’s hand.
Left alone, I had nothing to do but poke female holes or study, but since a job had come in for the first time in a while, I was currently out and about.
—Click! Click! Click!
Today’s job was cosplaying as the shota villain executive from the tokusatsu show I had starred in.
Was it really me? Well, I was the one who acted the part, but it was still technically a cosplay.
—Click! Click! Click!
For the record, it was a bit embarrassing because every time I struck a pose, older sisters would swarm in from all directions to snap photos, but I endured it.
Some people kept trying to take low-angle shots up my shorts, so I kept pulling my pants down. Because of my ridiculously huge dick, a poorly timed low-angle shot ran the risk of capturing the "item" I had tucked away against my inner thigh.
By the way, I’m a boxer-briefs guy, so tucking my penis away wasn't exactly an easy task.
"Hey, isn't that angle a bit too low? Where are your manners?"
Fortunately, I had something resembling guardians on either side of me.
—Nod! Nod!
It was the self-proclaimed "Mom," who had been defeated by the dick of her useless, garbage-tier son, Yuseoha, and her friend, Shinohara Kaori. For the record, the two of them were also cosplaying characters from the same tokusatsu show.
On the actual set, they used CG to enhance the details, so the clothes worn during filming were quite simple. However, Kaori, who worked as a fashion designer, had custom-made the outfits to look exactly like they did on TV, allowing us to cosplay with a pretty high-end feel.
As you might have guessed from my repeated use of the word "cosplay," I was currently working at some kind of comic or anime convention.
The request was: "Please cosplay as a son who gets along with his mom. Oh, and you have to wear a costume too."
Naturally, the client was Yuseoha. This absolute pervert trash was a moron who was dying to show her "cyber friends" just how pathetic and incompetent of a loser she was—a mother who acted as a cum dumpster at her son's beck and call.
Joining her in this delusional sickness were fellow bottom-feeders: the Soldier Sister, the fashion designer, and Ambersteel.
Since Amber had acted her part well—playing the role of someone who had been "broken" by me once—I received a hefty bonus and gave her a ten percent cut of the performance pay.
Not only that, but I even put in a good word for her during pillow talk with Marika, poking her cervix with my penis while telling her that Ambersteel was reliable and quick-witted, so she should be promoted. Thanks to that, our relationship remained excellent.
Normally, one would ask what kind of mess they were getting involved in, but seeing how she acted like nothing had happened after getting paid and being promised a promotion, she was certainly a useful piece of trash.
The Soldier Sister, who smelled of the barracks, was originally supposed to participate in the cosplay as well, but she wasn't here because she had been dragged off to some major military exercise.
Yuseoha, having one less person to brag about her "Master/Son" to, seemed quite disappointed.
"Wow~ You look exactly like him! Could I possibly get your number...?"
Today alone, the number of people asking for my digits was nearing double digits. Usually, everyone just committed "eye rape" from a distance and rarely made an aggressive move, but perhaps because I was cosplaying, the sisters who were also cosplaying or taking photos were flocking to me, thinking I was an adult.
"Only photos are allowed. Is that okay?"
"Ah, yes..."
Shinohara Kaori, who looked like a total pushover, was surprisingly firm. Seeing her decisively cut off the sisters who were trying to make a move and chase them away without a word made her look a thousand times more reliable than Yuseoha.
"...Hardly anyone recognizes that it's actually me."
"That's because I used magic to change my hair and eye color. I even altered my physique a bit."
"You used high-level magic capable of fooling video equipment just for a tokusatsu shoot?"
In a world where even a passing office lady could easily manipulate mana, simple illusion magic was easy to see through. There are machines that can film mana, but since most are for military, administrative, or security purposes, they aren't easily used for movie filming. However...
"To save on the budget, they rented the cheapest equipment that could film magic power and mixed it with magic."
"No wonder... I noticed your eye color changed in the middle. I thought the 'vibe' felt slightly different for it to just be a setting..."
Kaori nodded as if she finally understood.
For context, there was a setting where noise would flicker in the eyes of the evil shota executive and his pupil color would change whenever his emotions intensified or he used Great Magic. However, that setting was added after filming was already finished. The director had been a bit nervous, but it was well-received, so it worked out.
I had asked the director to add an effect where fire blazed in my eyes if that was the case, but when she said she'd definitely do it if I appeared in the next tokusatsu series, I had to cut him off and couldn't give an answer because it was time to take my goldfish for a walk.
Just as I was getting thoroughly fed up with the crowd of camerawomen and cosplayer sisters following me around like I was some precious brat, closing time finally arrived.
"I think this time was the best ever. It's blowing up on social media."
While Yuseoha was soothing my mood by massaging my arms and legs in a hotel room not far from the event venue, Shinohara Kaori stepped out of the pool and started talking nonsense.
By the way, a hotel suite with a private pool was where we were staying today. We were supposed to split the cost fifty-fifty, but since Yuseoha used her "acquaintance chance" (the hotel was owned by the Kingdom of Balak) to get a 60% discount, Kaori ended up paying for the entire stay.
"Aren't you interested, kid? Everyone's trying to find out who you are."
"I'm tired from walking all day, so just come over here and massage my legs."
I spat out whatever words came to mind just to get the annoying Kaori away. Even though it was winter, the area around the venue was kept at a slightly cool temperature with climate control magic, so I wasn't at the point of exhaustion. However, for someone like me with the firm belief that exercise should only happen on a bed or in a ring, it had been a grueling schedule.
"Is that... okay?"
Kaori looked at me with wide eyes. Normally, she should have said something like, "This brat is getting cocky," or "You're acting up," but strangely, she seemed happy.
"Start with the feet."
In times like this, the one who backs down is the one certified as "less crazy." Since I must always remain the "ultimate crazy bastard," I casually extended my foot toward Kaori.
"Ah, o-okay... I'll do it."
She agreed so readily that I got a bit nervous, wondering if she was planning to play a prank. But Shinohara Kaori just knelt down and started fiddling with the sole of my foot, as if she were planning to tickle me.
"Press down a bit, don't just tickle. Look here, try to do it like this sow."
I grabbed Yuseoha by the hair as she massaged my thigh and shook her head from side to side. Kaori’s light purple eyes trembled, and she began to press down on my foot softly, adding more strength to her hands.
"L-like this... sip... mmm... l-like this..."
My intuition kicked in the moment I saw her bring my foot close to her face to sniff it while massaging.
Since Yuseoha’s real-life friends were already total degenerate bitches, I realized I had underestimated just how much worse her "cyber" friends would be.
I could laugh off a scent fetish if it were just some sow masturbating with my underwear or Youfei annoying me in hopes of losing her virginity, but bringing her nose to my soft, freshly washed feet was something I couldn't just overlook.
"Don't sniff it, you pervert."
I used my foot to bluntly push Kaori’s face away.
"A-ah, no... t-that's... it just... smelled so good... I-I'm sorry...!"
Even her excuse was so perverted it was shocking.
"Seoha, your friend really is beyond saving, isn't she?"
"...."
As if she actually knew what shame was, Yuseoha blushed slightly and began massaging my calf. I started to feel a sense of dread at the thought of spending the night among these perverts.
"Kaori Noona, you're pathetic."
"A-ah, no... t-that's..."
"Bringing your face to a kid's foot... you're really pathetic."
Seeing Kaori unable to say a word in response to my verbal abuse, I couldn't tell if she was strong-willed or weak. I preferred the type like Camel, who would keep coming at me arrogantly even after her cervix had been pounded and she'd sprayed love juices like a water gun, but this was ambiguous.
No, wait.
"Seoha, stick your butt out."
"...?"
Yuseoha obediently turned her backside toward me. When I pulled down her pink swimsuit, I saw the mound tightly closing her female hole, which was covered in a light dusting of fine hair.
"W-what are you doing?!"
"I need to get rid of some semen, so I'm going to use Mom's pussy for a bit."
"A-ah, no... r-really...? You're... doing it...?"
Seeing Kaori’s eyes go wide, I was now about ninety percent certain.
"Kaori Noona, do you want to watch too? Oh, but filming is forbidden."
As I spanked Yuseoha’s ass and pulled down my underwear, my rock-hard penis sprang up like a coil.
"A-ah, mmm... t-thank you..."
This person. No, this female... it was now certain that she was a total simp, just like her hair color.