Chapter 1
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Possession
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Ero Villain.
It was a circle name that anyone who enjoyed Tzukiur erotic games would have heard of at least once.
Naturally, as someone who loved Tzukiur erotic games, I'd heard of it plenty of times myself.
No. Actually, it went beyond just hearing about it.
"Oh! This circle finally dropped a new game. The title is... Ero Villain's Real Fun? Man, their names keep getting more deranged."
I was a fan of this circle.
The kind who steadily bought their works and even supported them financially.
It was only natural.
In the Tzukiur market flooded with all sorts of erotic games, they consistently produced solid-quality titles.
Sure, there had been a few incidents and series that divided fans.
But that didn't change the fact that they were a good circle.
Hell, wasn't the reason I learned Japanese in the first place just to play their games?
I loved them that much.
So when I heard they'd released a new game after so long, I booted it up with a grin for the first time in ages.
"Whoa?!"
And just like that, I was engulfed in a burst of light and lost consciousness.
When I came to again...
"Ugh... where am I?"
"Takuya?! Are you okay?!"
I had become Japanese.
And not just that—I was sprawled out flat on the dirt ground.
About an hour had passed since I woke up as a Japanese person.
Sitting by a nearby stream, I took stock of my situation.
Yeah. I'd been possessed into a game.
And not just any game.
"Of all the games, why did it have to be an Ero Villain erotic one..."
The kind of Tzukiur erotic game I usually played.
Was it a dream or hallucination?
No way. I'd slapped my own cheek and even bashed my head on the ground. It hurt like hell.
But how did I know it was a Tzukiur game?
The reason was simple.
"Takuya, what's wrong? Is your head hurting? You okay?"
It was thanks to the boy named Souta sitting right next to me.
"Nah, I'm fine. My head just hurts a bit."
"You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah."
"Hehe. Good."
I patted the head of Souta—who had a good-looking face but grinned like an idiot—and thought to myself.
'The kid's so nice. But every time I see him, it kinda creeps me out.'
It couldn't be helped. This boy named Souta was the protagonist of the Tzukiur erotic game series I'd played.
'This kid turns into a masochist later on?'
In an NTR genre story, no less.
How did I know? Simple. His face was an exact match for the illustrations I'd seen.
'No, I mean, it was 2D, so I just glossed over it as a cute guy. How is he this similar in real life?'
Honestly, even I was a bit skeptical at first.
But maybe because I'd seen all the endings and flashbacks—even if not every route—or maybe because of my lower body's reaction...
This dopey-looking guy was the protagonist of Lewd Mama: Until My Beloved Mom Becomes That Guy's Slave~.
Don't mind the long title; that's just classic Japanese style.
Anyway, so what's the problem?
No. Up to this point, it was already a problem fest.
I'd been possessed into an erotic game, not some other kind.
But right now, the bigger issue was the body I inhabited—the one named Takuya, who looked like a short adult man at a glance.
Because this Takuya guy was the culprit who corrupted Souta's mom in the game.
This Takuya bastard faked a traffic accident supposedly caused by Souta just to get into Souta's mom's pants.
Then he asked her to help nurse him while his wounds healed, and she agreed. At first, it was just normal caregiving.
But gradually, the requests escalated until he asked for sexual nursing.
Weakened by his pitiful act, Souta's mom accepted the offer—and crossed the point of no return.
That's right. The original owner of this body, Takuya, was the villain who corrupted Souta's mom and turned Souta into a masochist.
In short, I'd possessed an NTR villain.
'Fuck.'
I don't usually swear, but this situation practically demanded it.
Fine, possession happens—whatever. But why NTR of all genres?!
Couldn't they have sent me to a pure love visual novel or erotic game? Why NTR?!
I like pure love stuff too!
For a moment, I cursed the god who dumped me into this NTR world.
Once I'd calmed my excitement over this absurd situation, I coldly assessed things again.
First off, possession into the game was fact.
Souta's parents' names, his friends, the surroundings—it all matched Lewd Mama perfectly.
'Come to think of it, the maps in the other series were similar too, right?'
Anyway, my possession was undeniable.
So, was this good or bad for me?
'Not bad.'
That's what I'd say.
Honestly, I had no patriotism for Korea, and even though it was an erotic game, the modern setting helped a lot.
If it'd been medieval, I'd have lost my mind.
'Ugh. No flush toilets? Uncivilized.'
I hated that kind of thing.
Plus, possessing Takuya's body wasn't half bad.
If I'd possessed Souta instead...
I glanced sideways at the thought.
Souta was still staring at me with that dopey look.
Hmm. Sorry to say it, but if I'd been in that kid's body, I might've seriously considered quitting life.
Imagine a woman who turns into a whore suddenly locking a chastity belt on your junk, then castrating you—whether with female hormones or whatever—and locking it again.
'I wanna live.'
Thinking that, possessing this guy didn't seem so bad after all...
With those casual thoughts that would've hurt Souta if he'd heard, I kept prying info out of him.
This village was somewhere between urban and rural in Miyagi Prefecture.
The elementary, middle, and high schools were all together in one spot.
Souta and I became friends when I moved here a year ago.
Of course, I had no memory of it.
We were completely different people, after all.
Beyond that, he told me who I was friends with and details about the surrounding villages.
By now, Souta should've noticed something off about this amnesiac Takuya, but he just grinned and chatted away.
Looking at his innocent face made me uncomfortable.
It was all on a monitor before, not reality, and nothing had happened yet—but thinking I'd ruin this kid's life made me queasy.
'Takuya, you piece of trash. What the hell did you do to this pure kid?'
As I inwardly cursed Takuya, I realized I'd forgotten the most important question.
"Souta, by the way—what year, month, and day is it today?"
"Heisei 21. August 7th. Why?"
I panicked at Souta's words.
I got the date, but what the hell was Heisei?
Seeing my confused face right after hearing the year, Souta looked puzzled.
"Why ask about the year all of a sudden?"
"Just wanted to confirm the date."
As I answered, I racked my limited Japan knowledge for what Heisei meant.
And I got it.
'Oh, right. They use era names here?'
Era names—basically, they count years from the emperor's reign start.
It's a question mark because I don't know much.
I had no clue who Japan's emperor even was, so it was all alien to me.
'No. The first guys to Westernize—why haven't they ditched this crap yet?'
That's why they pull stupid shit like Kamikaze.
I grumbled internally about Japan and asked Souta again.
"Not Heisei—give me the Gregorian calendar year."
"Gregorian? Oh, you mean the Western calendar."
No. If it's Gregorian, say Gregorian. What's Western calendar?
While I thought that, Souta paused, then gave the answer I wanted.
"Today is August 7th, 2009!"
"Got it. 2009..."
Huh? 2009?
"Souta, is it really 2009?"
"Yeah?"
Souta's confirmation left me flustered without knowing why.
And for good reason.
'No. I assumed it'd be my original year...?'
I'd thought my soul just jumped to Japan in my time.
Time travel to the past?
After panicking a bit...
I recalled Lewd Mama's setting from memory.
'Yeah, the game was set in 2009.'
Wait—2009...?
The year 2009 sparked one word in my mind.
The currency that shook Korea—no, the whole world: Bitcoin.
2009... Bitcoin's price...
That thought made me jump up and yell at the sky.
"Siuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!"
"Whoa?! T-Takuya, what the hell?!"
My sudden roar startled Souta, who went from grinning to wide-eyed panic.
I turned to him and said,
"Souta. I have a dream..."
Souta gulped at my grand, ambition-filled expression.
Gulp.
"W-What dream?"
I flashed him a desire-packed smile.
"A dream of going to Mars."
Even sweet Souta gave me a 'is he finally crazy?' look, but I had no regrets.
Bitcoin! Just hold for 10 years and money multiplies! How could I not celebrate?!
The gloom from possession vanished in an instant.
As I stood grinning happily, and Souta awkwardly smiled back...
"Oh my, Souta. Takuya."
A seductive woman's voice came from behind.
One very familiar to me.
For good reason.
"Mom!"
The voice belonged to Souta's mom.
In other words, Lewd Mama's heroine—the woman who'd become Takuya's flesh toilet later.
"Oh my, if it isn't Takuya-kun. It's been a while. Hehe♥"
Takahashi Miyuki.
I turned to gaze at the heroine doomed to corruption.
And I couldn't help but be genuinely awed.
For good reason.
'No way. Holy shit, can a human body even do that?'
Souta's mom had a figure detached from reality.
Watermelon-sized tits, hips so massive you'd want to rub against them on sight, a slim waist unfit for those assets, and a pure face you wouldn't expect on a mother.
She looked like she'd tossed realism in the trash.
And seeing her, I felt my body's honest reaction.
'Oh. It's up.'
My pants had tented so much I couldn't hide it with my hands.
I'd become the guy who got hard just hearing his friend's mom speak.
"Oh my, oh my."
And worst of all, Souta's mom—Miyuki—saw it.
'Should I just die?'
I seriously contemplated suicide.
[*Note: All characters appearing in this work are adults.]