The Fox God's Strip Show and the Blacked-Out Gumiho
At my words, the Fox God's eyes fluttered violently. She took a brief deep breath, then fixed me with a resolute glare, as if she had made up her mind.
"Very well. If this goddess offers a heartfelt apology, you will no longer stage these suicide theatrics—is that correct?"
"I won't. If you're that worried, I'll even write a pledge. But are you seriously going to do it? The noble Fox God herself, performing a sincere dogeza for this lowly apostle of hers?"
That didn't make any sense.
Judging by how she kept calling herself "this goddess" at every turn, her pride was considerable. With an ego that strong, wouldn't she choose death over apologizing to me?
Well… even if she actually did the dogeza, that would be hot in its own way, so I wouldn't mind either.
The Fox God cleared her throat, then spoke to me in a small voice, her face flushing red.
"If I can snatch one of your weaknesses in exchange, a heartfelt apology is nothing. A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years."
"Take your revenge however you like. I'll find my own methods in the meantime."
I paused my drawing for a moment and drank in the Fox God's shame-flushed face.
…Exactly the face I wanted.
One of the hottest faces in the world.
A face of pure humiliation.
If I had to pick the three hottest faces in adult manga, they would be as follows.
First: the so-called ahegao face, completely wrecked after being thoroughly used.
Second: the face of despair right before an enormous cock comes crashing down, unable to accept the overwhelming reality before one's eyes.
And last: the face of utter shame that only appears in truly mind-melting situations—when you absolutely have to do something you'd rather die than do.
Honestly, the first two are definitely hot expressions, but they show up as staples in most adult manga, so you could call them a little stale.
Don't get me wrong—I'm not saying they're not hot.
I know full well how hot it is when a fox beastman with a luscious tail sees an enormous cock, despairs, and finally blacks out with an ahegao face. I've seen enough of it.
Any man who meets those conditions wouldn't be able to hold back. The only people who could resist that are gay men and my friend, the extreme furry freak.
It is hot, okay? The problem is just that it's overdone.
But what about the third?
It pops up more often than you'd think, yet the actual count is surprisingly low.
Look through about five adult manga and you'll get one as a special treat, but when you meet an artist who draws it truly hot, you just can't hold back.
That's why no matter how many times you see it, it never gets old—always fresh, always thrilling.
And right now, something so thrilling it's about to fry my brain is right in front of me?
Ah… this is something I genuinely cannot endure.
The Fox God bestowed upon me an incredible reward: not only a face of shame, but a look of pure contempt as well.
And that wasn't all. As if she truly intended to do a naked dogeza, the clothes she was wearing began to slip off with a soft rustle.
"…Do not stare so intently. I feel the urge to gouge out your eyeballs."
"If you gouge out my eyes, I'll lose my charm and won't be able to gather jeong-gi. Times have changed, and even a one-eyed look has become a moe trait, but still—plenty of people in the real world hate one-eyed people."
"Do you think this goddess would not know something so simple? Even as eras change, human tastes do not shift so easily. Perhaps in ancient times when I did not even exist, but a mere few hundred years' difference is hardly enough to change them."
"Is it because you've lived for hundreds of years? That pretty face of yours doesn't match—you're a genuine old fogey… If you're going to do the dogeza, hurry up. I'm about to lose my mind here."
"Do not rush me. I was about to do it anyway."
As the clothes she wore slowly slid down, revealing her round, porcelain-white shoulders, a thick scent of blood began to fill my mouth.
"Blood…? Why am I suddenly bleeding?"
Is it because I'm tired?
No—I've been forcing myself to stay up all night on pure willpower, but even so, this much nosebleed doesn't make sense.
It's just one day.
Not even two days—just one all-nighter, and my nose is bleeding thick enough to smell? That can't be right.
I hurriedly yanked a tissue from the box on the desk. The Fox God, on the other hand, looked at me with a calm face and asked,
"Your nose is bleeding quite heavily. Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. Keep going. If you don't hurry, I'm going to get dizzy and collapse."
"Your body has already collapsed. What do you intend to do if you fall just from seeing a bit of cleavage?"
At her words as she looked down on me with pity, I finally grasped reality. My vision swam, and I toppled to the floor.
"Ugh… damn. Is it because I saw something too hot?"
"Perhaps so. This goddess's body at its peak was beautiful enough to make even the loveliest flower look ugly by comparison."
She met my eyes, then smiled faintly and spoke.
"Shall I continue? It looks dangerous, though."
"Heh heh… If I were the type to give up over a mere nosebleed, I never would have brought it up in the first place. Keep going. Even if I burn up and die right here, I'll see your naked body first."
If a man draws his sword, he has to cut something—even a radish.
If I miss this chance, I might never get to see the Fox God's dogeza again.
I stemmed the flowing nosebleed with tissues, slapped my own cheek hard to steady my vision, and said to her,
"What are you doing? I said keep going. Threatening suicide doesn't even scare you anymore, huh?"
"What a truly vulgar wretch. To stake your very life just to see the naked body of the god you serve—that will of yours is admirable, in a different sense."
"Stop saying weird things and show me that hot figure of yours…"
I tried to continue, but the moment I saw the Fox God's cleavage again—
Pwahhh!
The nosebleed wouldn't stop, soaking the floor in a filthy mess.
"Huh…?"
I had clearly packed the tissues in tight—so why?
Unlike before, I wasn't even that tired, and my mind was clear.
No sooner had the thought finished than my body grew abruptly heavy, and a mad nausea churned in my gut.
"Ugh… uweeeeeeeeh!!!"
At the revolting sensation rising from within, I couldn't even think of making it to the bathroom—I just vomited right there. Seeing it, the Fox God clicked her tongue and scolded me.
"An ordinary human would go mad and die just from seeing my collarbone. Your desire must have been extraordinarily strong. To endure all the way to seeing my cleavage without going mad…"
"Hah… hah… What… does that mean?"
"Exactly what I said. No matter how much a monk has trained, no matter how thoroughly a warrior has tempered himself and emptied his heart to reach a higher plane—when they see this body of mine, lust boils over and they go mad. The fact that you are still alive is something of a miracle, I suppose?"
"So you gave permission on purpose? What kind of god is this unhinged?"
"Heh heh. When the apostle himself is already unhinged, how could the god be sane? My apologies. You showed no reaction even after seeing my collarbone, so curiosity got the better of me and I went ahead and showed you the cleavage as well."
The Fox God neatly redressed her loosened clothes and bowed her head to me in apology.
"I shall be careful so that such a thing does not happen again. It is entirely this goddess's fault."
"No, this isn't your fault."
"I nearly killed my one and only apostle through carelessness. And you still say it is not my fault?"
"Yeah, it's not your fault. It's my fault for collapsing without even getting a proper look at something that hot."
Yeah, this is clearly my fault.
I'm not even a virgin—nearly dying just from seeing the dark valley nestled in soft fruit?
That can't be allowed to stand.
She praised me, saying that merely seeing her cleavage was already impressive enough, but to me those words were nothing short of an insult.
If my desire for the erotic was lacking, that meant my love for fox beastmen was lacking.
And that meant I didn't truly love fox beastmen.
Feeling an unbearable sense of humiliation, I approached the Fox God and said,
"…Again."
"What?"
"I still haven't received my dogeza. Let's start over from the beginning."
The Fox God stared at my wavering eyes, then her expression went blank before she spoke in a voice of pure disbelief.
"Did I not just tell you I nearly died? If you somehow failed to hear, I shall say it again. You still lack both the jeong-gi and the yoreok to look upon this body of mine. That you endured that far on greed alone is already a miracle. If I lower it any further, you will most certainly die."
"No? I won't die. Absolutely not. You insulted me. What? My greed is only good enough to look at some titty cleavage? Don't bullshit me. My greed isn't that small."
"Recklessness. There is nothing more foolish in this world than failing to know oneself. You have already proven your greed is immense—what use is there in proving it further? Do not put on airs for no reason. Just go to sleep already."
"I told you I still haven't received my dogeza. Clothes off. Right now."
"…You truly are determined to die. Very well. If it has come to this, should your soul go mad and vanish, I shall take that body of yours and put it to use. You have no complaints, I trust?"
To her blood-chilling voice, I opened my mouth with a bright, sunny smile.
"How could I? Dying like this would actually be a good death, wouldn't it? Even in hell, everyone might look up to me as a real man."
"Pfft… I shall say there is no fool quite like you. To stake your life just to see the Fox God's breasts—you may be my apostle, but your stupidity truly pierces the heavens."
She let out a sigh, then began to remove the clothes she had neatly put back on.
One layer.
Once more, her delicate, rounded shoulders carefully came into view.
My eyes began to sting.
The next layer.
That lewd valley I had seen earlier revealed itself again.
The taste of blood filled my mouth.
A little more.
Just a little more.
My affection for fox beastmen couldn't possibly stop at mere lewd cleavage.
Even as nosebleed flowed and bloody tears streamed from my eyes, I burned the sight of the Fox God undressing into my vision.
And then, when she slipped off the next layer and revealed those perfect fruits in full—
My vision went dark.