Chapter 99
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 99
Chapter Title: The Exposed Lewd Milk Cow (1)
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[Hau♥ T-Takuya-sama♥ Souta's right here♥ Go easy on me just a little♥ Kuuuuh♥ Sorry♥ I'll make all the vulgar mooing noises you want♥ Moo♥♥]
Today again.
Today, once more, lewd moans from Mom mingled with the voice of my friend Takuya.
—Thump thump thump thump thump.
Souta felt like his heart was being squeezed.
'Mom's doing it with Takuya.'
Takuya had one misconception: Souta wasn't some clueless kid who knew nothing about sex.
If anything, Souta was quick on the uptake, but too timid to say it out loud anywhere.
In short, he knew all the secrets but kept quiet out of sheer perceptiveness.
That's why Souta clearly understood what Takuya and his mom were doing right now.
'Just like what I saw in that magazine before.'
Japan's sex ed was top-tier trash alongside Korea's, but with all the adult content everywhere, you could pick up way more info fast—whether emotionally ready or not.
Of course, Souta had stumbled into this knowledge for a slightly different reason.
Anyway, Souta had a decent grasp on what sex was.
Not in detail, obviously.
Just that it was for making babies.
But that was enough to figure out exactly what Takuya and his mom were up to.
Any normal kid would realize their mom was stolen and get furious.
'I should be mad for sure.'
But Souta's reaction was a little different.
He just sat there, face flushed, body trembling.
Not from anger, but jealousy—and not at Takuya, but at Mom.
"Eut."
Souta didn't know why he felt this way.
No. He actually did know.
It was because he'd become a girl.
And the reason he'd turned into a girl?
'That mysterious girl I bumped into by chance.'
It had to be her fault.
She'd touched his forehead, blinked, and vanished. Or rather...
[Live well with Takuya in a girl's body. Who knows? It might be happier for you that way.]
She'd left those loaded words behind.
So Souta was convinced she was the culprit.
Funny thing was, he wasn't even that mad at her.
Surprisingly, he was pretty satisfied with girl life himself.
'Feels like living as a girl might not be so bad.'
Sadly, Souta had always been his cousin sisters' favorite doll, way more into cute stuff than most boys. Becoming a girl was actually a win for him.
Of course, turning into a girl didn't make him instantly understand these feelings, so he was just confused.
Anyway, as Souta sat there blushing to the sounds of Mom and Takuya's moans, he suddenly realized the noises had stopped. He focused his ears.
A faint creak came from the yard window sliding open. Souta moved to the window overlooking the yard.
Hanging from the railing, he peered toward the sound and froze in shock.
And for good reason.
'W-What the hell is that?!'
Souta stared at his mom being dragged out into the yard stark naked, dressed in animal-like clothes complete with a collar.
Japan has this weird cultural thing called meiwaku—basically, "don't be a nuisance to others."
I thought it was pretty novel when I first heard about it.
We tell people not to be nuisances too, but it doesn't permeate society like meiwaku.
At least we don't bully someone for causing a "nuisance."
So yeah, intriguing, but that's about it.
Korea during the cataclysm era I lived through wasn't stable enough for politeness or nuisances—it was full-on terrorism.
So I never paid it much mind.
But after possessing this Japanese body, I got a real feel for the power of meiwaku.
Celebs screw up, and their families apologize publicly. (Crazy thing: even if a spouse cheats, the other one apologizes to society for the scandal.)
Compared to Korea's quiet SNS sorry or stonewalling, it's wild.
Separate note: what a dumbass culture.
Anyway, why bring this up?
Obviously...
"Hic♥ M-Master, nooo♥ Not where people can see♥"
...because I wanted outdoor sex with Miyuki (no stealth gear).
It was just the yard, but the fence wasn't tall, so passersby hearing noises and peeking wouldn't be rare.
Problem was Miyuki hated my outdoor play idea.
I couldn't understand why. We'd done it fine before.
What's the difference?
Her resistance was fierce, so I asked.
"P-People seeing us would ruin Master's reputation♥"
Surprisingly, it was to protect my rep, not hers.
Probably 'cause this mega-nuisance(?) would tank mine.
You could call it a lie to break the situation, but Miyuki's eyes shone with conviction—the look of someone dead serious.
What kind of look? Like a half-corrupted bitch in heat?
Anyway, no doubts about my love for Miyuki.
But separately...
"It's fine. My reputation? Easy to manipulate."
She didn't need to worry about it.
Hypnosis snap, and it's fixed.
Plus, this was a ritzy neighborhood, and daytime meant no husbands around.
Put it together: hot housewives galore.
Prime hypnosis targets.
'Jackpot.'
Not just 'cause dick-on-brain.
Ritzy area = barely any people.
Coming to Souta's, I'd seen maybe two souls.
Everyone with legs here drives.
So I felt safe.
If spotted, I'd persuade (hypnotize) 'em.
Even if filmed, flip-phone cams this era? Please.
Did my logic sway her?
Miyuki finally agreed, opened the living room window, and stepped out naked—well, in the adult toys I'd swiped from that gym teacher's storage last time.
Gear: cow bikini, headband, cow-tail anal beads, and crucially...
"Come on."
"Y-Yes♥!"
...the collar I held.
No one would mistake current Miyuki for human.
She was pure beast now.
Even deep-seated Japanese meiwaku couldn't stop her.
Or rather...
"Miyuki, come here."
"Moo♥ Y-Yes♥"
"Tch. Walking like some big-udders-only cow? Crawl properly, and moo right."
"Y-Yes— N-No. Moo♥♥ Mooooo♥"
...it couldn't stop me holding her collar.
I tugged Miyuki's collar, giggling at her beastly moos.
Then slowly, ever so slowly, paraded her around the yard.
Each lap left wet trails on the ground—obviously...
"Our cow's such a messy slut, leaking everywhere?"
"Moooo♥♥"
...Miyuki's love juices.
I stroked her cute-moaning pussy while she bowed apologetically.
Squelch♥! Squelch♥! Squelch♥! Squelch♥!
"It's okay. Not mad, just a waste."
"Moooo♥!! Moo♥!! Mooooo♥!!"
As I muttered and fingered her pussy mercilessly, she bawled beastly bliss.
And right on cue...
"Miyuki-san, you raising animals or something? Why so nois—Hiiik?!"
...a stunning 30-something beauty popped out.
I grinned, holding back a smirk.
"Hold on. Stay quiet."
The show's audience was just getting started.