Chapter 17
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: AV Debut?
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"Wow..."
Thinking about it, I'd suddenly been dropped into this world, but I'd only ever holed up inside the house without properly looking around.
I'd just accepted the words they used and the people I always saw as normal.
But this world had mana, right? Monsters and gates existed here too.
Of course there were differences from my original world, but the problem was I had no idea what they were.
"...It's not like it's your first time seeing it. Why are you so amazed?"
As I gawked around in wonder, Seong Ha-neul tilted her head.
"Uh... I was too weak to go outside before."
"Ah..."
Good. That was a solid excuse. I'd nearly gotten suspicious looks.
...But even if they did suspect something, would they believe me? Probably not.
"Then you've never seen that before either?"
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Ju Hana slipped her hands under my armpits and hoisted me up high.
Is this even possible?!
Sure, there was a size difference, and I was pretty small, but I wasn't a little kid. Could she really lift me this easily?
"Ah, I wanna eat you up just like this..."
"?"
"Oh, that's a heavenly dick?"
"??"
Everyone here is insane. Han Yu-rim seemed a bit of an otaku, but at least she was the most normal...
"I-I have a video of that."
"Oh."
"???"
Are they seriously all crazy?
"Th-that. Let's go over there. Put me down."
Their eyes were turning strange, and I felt like I'd get jumped right there in the street if this kept up, so I quickly changed the subject.
"...There? For real?"
"Y-yeah."
I'd pointed at random, but it seemed like a colorful place—nothing dangerous.
"Pfft, hehe... Hey, let's go. Do-yun has no idea what it is."
"Kuk, think so?"
Seong Ha-neul barely stifled her laughter as she tugged Ju Hana's arm, and Ju Hana nodded along, still carrying me as she headed toward the spot I'd indicated.
"Welcome!!"
As we stepped into the store, a familiar sweet scent wafted over along with a bubbly greeting from somewhere.
"Ah, this place..."
"He's the husband."
"Oh my, already three of them?"
"Yes."
A rather intimidating-looking woman barreled out barefoot to greet us enthusiastically. The owner, I guessed?
But why was I the husband? Better than them constantly calling me a slave, I suppose.
"You seem so young. Why come to a place like this?"
"Ahem, he said he wanted to check it out."
"...Pardon?"
The owner eyed me strangely after hearing Seong Ha-neul's reply.
...Why's she looking at me like that?
What kind of place was this to warrant that gaze?
"Well... should be fine. Experiential type? Or just spectating?"
"Experiential. He looks perfect for it."
"Ah, this way then."
What was this ominous vibe?
"Wa-wait. I wanna go ou..."
"Shall we go, Do-yun?"
"No, mmpf?!"
I sensed something off and tried to bolt, but it was too late. The moment Ju Hana spoke, Seong Ha-neul and Han Yu-rim grabbed my arms from either side and dragged me inside.
"No, wa-wait, just a se..."
"It's fine, Do-yun. Won't hurt, won't hurt."
"No, it's not about hurt..."
This atmosphere was obviously sketchy to anyone!
"What the hell do they even do he..."
After a dark hallway, I emerged to walls in a cramped, dim room lined with all sorts of weird stuff.
"This setup okay?"
"Ah, perfect even."
The owner—now masked—and Ju Hana were already chatting and laughing.
Seong Ha-neul and Han Yu-rim sported similar masks too: butterfly, cat, and rabbit.
"Wh-what...?"
"What mask for the husband?"
"Hmm..."
"Oh, that's good. How about that one?"
"Hm? Yeah, that one."
Wait, hold up. Seriously that one? For real?
"Ah... this one?"
"Yes."
Even the owner looked reluctant, but Ju Hana didn't bat an eye.
"Hmm... alright."
She handed that mask over to me.
"Come on, put it on quick, Do-yun."
"B-but, even so."
"Won't wear it? Fine by me."
"I-I'll wear it...!"
Felt like refusing would spell bigger trouble, so I slapped on the full white mesh mask... Called a mask, but it was basically a bridal veil.
"Ugh..."
"How does he pull off even this so well, our Do-yun."
"Hmm... yeah. But shouldn't we cover the face?"
Thank god Han Yu-rim was at least somewhat sane.
"I actually prefer that one."
"......"
"...Bold choice."
Just... don't talk. Collar and blindfold? Too far. This was better.
"Looks decent... but let's save that for later."
"?"
Hold on?
"Save what for la..."
"Shh. Gotta stay quiet from now on."
"??"
What kind of place even is th...
If you asked for the biggest entertainment district in Awakener City, hands down it'd be the arena.
Red-light districts? With men so scarce, supply was nonexistent. Shady back-alley stuff? Every decent guy had Awakeners glued to his side.
But there was one niche way to sate Awakener urges.
"Heh, been ages since a fresh release."
"Right? Rare for the guy to come willingly."
"Ooh, really?"
A colorful shop that looked like your standard adult store from outside.
But bring a man in, and things changed.
These women didn't want amateur clips to upload themselves—they craved real adult videos.
So they'd rent prop-packed, soundproofed, perfectly lit studio spaces.
Like this accommodating adult shop that helped with filming and bought the finished vids.
"...This is that kind of place?"
"Yeah. Wanna introduce yourself? Use the name I gave you."
"Ugh, uh..."
And today, a new video went up at the adult store in Hanul Awakener City.
"Uu... I'm Kim Su-bin... Please take good care of meee..."
A white bridal veil hid his face, but the silhouette and voice oozed allure on their own.
"Age?"
"Tw-twenty..."
That build, that frame—twenty? Straight-up crime. Had to be an Awakener strong-arming a non-Awakener minor.
At least, that's what viewers figured.
"Good, good. Our Do... Su-bin is that dog-fuck pervert scum who begs to get railed like a bitch every day, right?"
"......"
"Answer."
"Y-yes... correct."
A delicate boy with porcelain skin, arms clasped demurely as he replied. Ringed by three women.
All insanely voluptuous, impossible curves—clearly Awakeners.
"So, what're you gonna do from now on?"
"Uu..."
Oh, and everyone on-screen was buck naked already.
The milky-skinned boy prostrated before the camera.
"I-I'm a slut-rag cock begging to get fucked like a dog... Please pound my cock however you want..."
"Good boy."
The black-haired woman bowed to stroke his head.
"Lie flat on the floor."
"Yes..."
Not even fully hard yet, but thick and huge at a glance. How'd that sprout from such a tiny body?
He settled on the floor mattress, and the bluish-silver-haired woman moved first.
"I'll take this spot for service."
She hiked the veil just out of camera shot and squatted over his face.
"Tongue-cock, lemme taste."
"Yes... leeeeck..."
Pinned under an ass dwarfing his face, he lolled out his tongue to service her pussy.
Slurp, suck... lick...
"Mmm... yeah, like that... Ah, fucking love it..."
The silver-haired woman moaned as the soft-flowing blonde knelt with awkward porn-star flair and got to work.
"Guess I'll chow on the lower cock then."
A gentle hand caress, and it stiffened, throbbing eagerly.
That massive, girthy beast looked mouthwateringly tasty—viewers gulped despite themselves.
"Mmm... gulp."
But in one go, the blonde engulfed it whole.
"Hnn, slurp... Too good. Goes crazy every damn time..."
"Mmm, ha...!"
"Suck it proper."
"Pr-proper... lick, guh?!"
Heated voices cut through even the screen.
"Hmm... where should I play?"
"...Can't you skip?"
The black-haired MC from the start pondered; silver-hair shot back half-annoyed.
"What? This hand's just sitting idle."
A lost, flailing slender arm. She ground her pussy onto those pale, lithe fingers, hips swaying leisurely.
"Gotta learn hand-service too, yeah?"
Suck... Yes, haa?!
Slurrrp, ah. Too good.
Mouth plugged, hands busy, cock crushed—the boy gangbanged every which way.
"Haa, ha... haa...♥"
"Suck proper."
"Y-yesh, yesss...♥"
Talk big, but she'd lost it already—moans spilling nonstop. Finally, the overheated silver-hair dropped fully.
"Hnnngh...?!"
"Then I'll move. Wanna breathe? Cum fast."
"Mmmmm..."
The kind of vid you'd wanna haul to the cops.
Of course, in Awakener society that'd ditched law enforcement to the dogs, fat chance. It flew off shelves for days.