First Entry
Wild-Style Japanese Wife Stealing Method, Part Two. Title: First Entry
The moment I opened my eyes, an unfamiliar room came into view. A one-room apartment with modest appliances. I stared at the strange scenery.
“So this is what a Japanese one-room looks like. Ah, right—Helper. What happens to the real world when I enter a Leisure?”
> [Answer. Time in the real world is paused.]
“Same as usual, huh?”
After receiving that confirmation, I checked the time. It was around eight o’clock. I hesitated for a moment, then pressed my ear against the wall of the neighboring room and listened. Awkward Japanese drifted through.
“Oh, that kind of bug… I’ll have to contact the manufacturer and check it out.”
A deep male voice. The sleepy, slightly irritated tone of a foreigner speaking clumsy Japanese made me narrow my eyes. According to the original work, Sumire usually came over in the morning for oral sex—commonly known as a blowjob—but all I heard was a business call. I pulled my ear away and tilted my head.
“What? Why…?”
The Helper answered in a tone that suggested a headache.
> [Answer… You really don’t read the explanations, do you, Player Kim Shin? The current point in time is three months before the original story.]
“Ah… is that so? Then—grrk!?”
While answering the empty air and reaching to scratch the back of my head, a sensation like my brain being squeezed—or something being hammered directly into it—wrapped around my skull. I squeezed my eyes shut, collapsed to the floor, and pressed a hand to my head. Twenty years’ worth of memories flooded in. Memories of walking a path similar to my own past, yet different. Some were eerily alike. Others were completely alien. The memories flashed by until the information transfer finally ended. The moment the pain vanished, I collapsed on the spot. Cold sweat poured down my back. It was definitely milder than when I raised my stats all at once, but the unfamiliar feeling of being struck directly in the brain made me take deep breaths.
“Kuh… ugh… haa… I thought I was gonna die.”
Feeling the cold sweat on my forehead, I rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Unlike before, the ceiling of this room now felt familiar rather than alien—probably because of the memories of this world. Yet it wasn’t as if anything had mixed together. It was more like having watched a favorite movie or read a beloved novel dozens or hundreds of times until I had it completely memorized. After staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, I let out a chuckle.
“Even in another world, running away from home at twenty is the same, huh? Figures.”
A hollow laugh escaped me as I recalled my memories in this world. Then Sumire’s memories surfaced. The memory of getting into a fight with some delinquents right after arriving in Japan brought a smile to my lips.
“I was just planning to enjoy the light stuff and call it a day, farming points… but with this, I don’t think that’s gonna fly, huh…?”
Sumire’s face—not a manga panel, but a vivid, living face I had never actually seen—rose in my mind. My heart began to race in a way it never had before. Whether the rose-colored glasses were firmly on or not, the mere memory of time spent with Sumire made my face grow hot. The corners of my mouth loosened into a foolish grin.
“This feeling… I thought I’d never feel it again after breaking up with my ex.”
After years of my heart growing cold and hollow, I experienced an emotion I never expected to feel again. I pushed myself up.
“Let’s wash up first. Sumire ‘noona’ still has about an hour before she leaves, but still… huh?”
Why did I just call Sumire “noona”? The thought surfaced, then I dismissed it as nothing important. Shaking it off, I stood up “out of habit” and took a shower. After washing, I ate a simple breakfast. Time passed, and soon it was nine o’clock—almost time for her to head to her part-time job.
“No… why… haha.”
The closer the time drew, the more that soft, ticklish feeling caressed my heart, making it pound like a hammer. The feeling of loving someone overflowed intensely. At twenty-two, I wasn’t exactly young, yet here I was, stomping my feet like a boy who didn’t know what to do with his first love. The ticklish sensation that started in my chest warmed my entire body until I felt as if I had fallen into spring no matter the season.
‘She’ll be coming out soon.’
The girl who looked like a gyaru but was actually diligent in the opposite way would leave home twenty-five minutes before her shift to avoid being late. Part of me thought this was stalker behavior, but another voice inside pushed back—I just want to see her one more time… I knew it was weird. Still, the strange sensation of someone else’s thoughts flowing into me was confusing.
Click!
“Then I’m off. Throw that away for me, Suzuki.”
At the sound of the door and Sumire noona’s voice from outside, my confused heart lurched in a completely different direction. Tension and the joy of finally meeting her coexisted, and my heartbeat grew so loud it felt like my heart was pressed right against my ears.
“Huuu…”
I let out a long breath to calm myself, closed my eyes to steady my nerves, then opened the back door and stepped out. When I turned my head after moving along the metal railing, I swallowed a breath. Thump. Thump. Thump. The surroundings blurred, and only Sumire noona stood out clearly. Even her expressionless face that said she didn’t want to go to work looked cute. I was completely smitten. Her bleached golden short hair in a flashy style. Her distinctly healthy brown-toned skin. The massive weight beneath her neck that drew the eye. My gaze was sucked in by the gravity it created before I shook my head and looked at her face. Her gaze, which had been fixed on the ground under my persistent stare, lifted and met mine. Thump! My heart pounded so violently I worried the sound might carry outside. Maybe because of that pumping, heat rushed to my face.
“Oh~ Shin-chan. Heading out today too?”
Despite my earlier resolve to speak first no matter what, Sumire noona greeted me first. Hiding my disappointment, I smiled and answered.
“Yeah. Sumire noona. You heading to work?”
She approached, gave my shoulder a light tap, and smiled prettily.
“That’s right~ Huhuhu! You’re looking energetic this morning too! Thanks~”
Her teasing tone made my lips purse into a duckbill as I grumbled.
“Don’t tease me. I’m not a kid.”
“Hehehe~ Shin-chan really is cute~ Well then, noona’s off to work~”
“Yeah, good luck.”
Sumire noona waved as she walked away, still smiling. I waved back at her retreating figure. After a moment, I grabbed the back of my neck and muttered.
“This is seriously screwed, isn’t it? I’m just in the ‘friendly little brother’ position… what the hell?”
Something had felt off since earlier. The moment I thought I’m treating Sumire noona like… I went back inside and glared at the empty air.
“What’s going on, Helper? Why am I calling Sumire ‘noona’ and feeling like this? What is this emotion?”
After waiting for an answer filled with anger and a creeping fear, the Helper finally spoke.
> [Answer. Player Kim Shin’s synchronization rate has risen sharply, causing confusion. Lowering it to 50%.]
The moment those words ended, the heart that had been fluttering with love cooled again. More precisely, it felt like the afterglow of being immersed in a romance movie and then stepping out. The moment I thought Don’t tell me—
> [Answer. Correct. This occurred because the synchronization rate of emotions and memories with the characters has increased for the sake of enjoying Leisure Life.]
“In simple terms…?”
The Helper pondered briefly before organizing an explanation.
1. There is a synchronization rate system that exists to increase immersion in Leisure.
2. At 90% complete synchronization, you accepted the emotions of this world’s Kim Shin.
3. You may feel resistance, but if you quit Leisure, only the feeling of having watched a movie you were deeply immersed in will remain.
“....”
I pondered the explanation, then nodded and made a decision.
“Can I set a maximum limit?”
> [Answer. Possible. However, lowering it below 50% is not recommended. That percentage is for ‘villain’ play, giving a sociopath or psychopath-like sensation where all beings in this world are seen as mere dolls. Not recommended.]
I nodded at the mechanical yet concerned tone and said,
“Exclude this world’s emotions and base it on my actual feelings. Honestly, it feels unpleasant. I want you to raise the synchronization rate gradually, only as much as I genuinely come to like her.”
> [Understood… Request processed.]
“Whew. That’s definite. But how should I put it… it feels like my affection for Sumire from the original work has increased?”
> [Answer. Correct. It is the same as Sumire becoming Player Kim Shin’s favorite female character.]
The moment I entered, my head started hurting. And the problem was that I had entered without thinking, but now I had to steal a married woman. Before entering, I had been lighthearted—after all, it was just entering a manga, like the Helper said—but what I had just experienced left me unsettled.
“Thinking about it, it’s a trashy thing to do…”
Just as the guilt was about to rise, the Helper spoke again.
> [Answer. It is Leisure, Player Kim Shin. And consider Sumire’s husband. Or I recommend raising the rate from 50% to 60% as a measure.]
I continued to agonize. Even the Helper’s suggestion was held back by the morals and ethics I had lived with in Korea. After thinking, I slowly opened my mouth.
“Set it to 70% and fix it. Then, if I come to love Sumire—not this world’s me, but me—raise it to 90%, okay?”
> [Understood. And to add, even at 100%, there will be no loss of self that you are worried about, so please do not concern yourself.]
I smiled at the Helper’s words that saw right through my worry. Though less intense than before, I felt the emotions of love and the feelings hovering around affection, then narrowed my eyes.
“Still, what should I do? To steal someone else’s woman.”
The guilt was less than before, but saying it out loud still felt like a trashy thing to do. Even in the original work, though Sumire regretted marrying that husband, she was unexpectedly pure and devoted. She had even sold her body to support her husband and maintain the household. That was why I couldn’t see a clear path. I had met idiots in real life who bragged about such things while working, so I wasn’t ignorant of it. But I had never listened carefully, nor had I ever gotten close to people who bragged about it, so it gave me a headache.
“What do I really do…?”
I agonized and agonized until steam seemed to rise from my head, but no answer came. Thinking I should cool my head first, I stood up and headed outside.
“Oh. Kim Shin-ssi. It’s been a while.”
Bob Wild, who was slightly taller than my already increased height from the High-grade Appearance Change Ticket, came into view. The man in charge of pure-love NTR in this world. Though we had never spoken openly, we had an implicit understanding of our similar situations and had shared drinks a few times. That memory flashed by. So, thinking in English, I opened my mouth.
“(Bob, I’ve always said you can speak English.)”
“(Oh, well… still, if you keep relying on English, your Japanese will stay the same, brother.)”
At Bob’s refreshing laugh, I smiled and held out my fist. He bumped it and walked away. I shrugged and moved on.
“It’s really amazing. In the ‘real world’ I didn’t even know the alphabet, but here I’m fluent.”
> [Answer. It is one of the devices prepared for Leisure. You can use any language as if you were a native speaker of that world.]
“Free English is nice. Anyway, I need to cool my head.”
I walked through the streets. Having never traveled abroad, the gap of being in Japan felt strange. Maybe because it was so similar to reality, it felt like I was just on a trip to Japan. After wandering around organizing my thoughts for several hours without finding a solution, I sat on a park bench lost in thought when—
“Um… excuse me!”
At the trembling female voice beside me, I turned my head to see a rather cute face flushed red, looking at me. Nervous eyes. Hands defensively gathered at her chest, gripping her own clothes tightly. I answered.
“Yes? What is it?”
“Th-that… that…!”
After several failed attempts to speak, my suspicion grew. Don’t tell me—? I reached a conclusion close to the answer, and soon realized it was correct.
“D-do you… have a girlfriend?”
“...”
Facing my first-ever pickup situation in life, I slightly opened my mouth, then let out a hollow laugh and looked straight at the nervous girl.
“I’m sorry. There’s someone I like.”
“Ah… yes, of course. Excuse me…!”
I stared blankly as the girl, her face a mix of embarrassment and disappointment, hurried away like she was fleeing. In my dumbfounded state, I rubbed my chin and muttered.
“Right… I got handsome, didn’t I…?”
> [Answer. Though it came from your own mouth, it is true.]
“.... Ahem.”
After an awkward cough at the Helper’s words, I chuckled and thought. To raise the odds, I really needed a [Skill] to appear. Recalling the original novel where the Leisure Life app appeared and I dropped out around chapter 800 when entering the academy, I pondered for a moment before opening the status window to check my points.
Kim Shin
Level: 1
Strength 10 | Stamina 10 | Agility 10 | Intelligence 10 | Vigor 7 | Mana 0
Points: 23
“Ah, right. I hadn’t raised the rest of my Vigor. Let’s invest first.”
I invested 3 points into Vigor to bring it to 10, cleanly drawing 20. With two draws now possible, I opened the gacha window.
Normal Draw — 1P (1 time) / 10P (10 times)
High-Grade — 100P (1 time) / 1,000P (10 times)
Special-Grade — 1 time 10,000P / 100,000P (10 times)
Ultra-Grade — 1 time 100,000P / 1,000,000P (10 times)
???? ?? ? ?????? ??????? ???
“...What? There were only normal draws before? And what’s with the question marks?”
> [Answer. Until level 100, because players may have bad luck, graded draws are available. The ? requires at least 100 million points and corresponding tickets to unlock.]
I pondered the Helper’s words for a moment, then nodded after asking.
“It feels like a newbie package or something?”
> [Answer. Correct.]
“Alright. Then let’s trust my luck.”
Without hesitation, I proceeded with the first draw. A window with a border similar to the system window appeared, and a roulette began to spin. When I pressed stop on the rapidly spinning roulette—
- Heavenly Toilet Paper
- Heavenly Love Gel
- Heavenly Wet Wipes
- Sweet Candy
- Cold Medicine
- 0.00001mm Condom 10p
- Spirit Jade
- Contraceptive Pills
- 100-Year Polygonum
- Strong Power SSS!!
“.....Everything but one is trash… huh? This is…”
Say goodbye to the insecure you of yesterday!
Say goodbye forever to the you who bowed your head!
A powerful tonic for those who fear their lover’s disappointed expression or their wife saying “I’ll go wash up.”
Permanently increases Vigor by 10 (one-time only)
Permanently increases erection hardness (one-time only)
After one use, it becomes an unprecedentedly powerful virility agent with no side effects.
NEW! 100P [Registered in Shop]
※Caution: Sexual desire will become unbelievably strong. Recommended to use depending on situation and timing!
The more I read the description, the more it looked like a virility drug, and I almost felt disappointed—until the effects registered in my brain and my eyes widened. If not for the final caution, I would have drunk it right away.
“Whew… that was close. But with this, it’s all trash anyway….”
Maybe because my expectations were betrayed, I felt that way. After agonizing over the last 10 points, I finally decided to go for it again and pressed the draw button. Squeezing my eyes shut, I clasped my hands and prayed for the ‘desired item’ to appear. When I opened my eyes and pressed stop—
Pop! Pop! Baaaaang!!!!
Suddenly firecrackers exploded from the roulette, followed by a UI window shouting “Great Fortune!” that dazzled my eyes. I widened them.
“.....This is…?”
Nine were trash, but one was a hit.
Man Good for the Body LV 1 (F)
Those with sufficient vitality receive a pleasant sensation (pleasure).
Those who are vital or ill gradually improve in health the longer contact continues.
Those who are not vital or ill feel better depending on contact duration.
Vitality can be transferred.
Vitality is vigor, and vigor is vitality.
Your bodily fluids bring pleasure upon contact.
As the level increases, intensity control improves.
Current Intensity: 1
“I… won…!”
A wave of electricity ran up my spine and reached my brain, dopamine gushing out like mad! And now I was certain it was possible. I completely revised my plan. As I refined the plan, a triumphant smile spread across my face.