Vagina
Vagina
"Ugh...!"
Since all I'd eaten today was a bit of canned beer I just drank and some peanut snacks I bought as a side, I only dry-heaved without any unfortunate incidents like vomiting all over the motel room.
A single scuffle.
Just one childish tussle that couldn't even be called a quarrel or fight made me realize something desperately.
'Even if it's a Gender-Reversed World, the difference in strength is too extreme...'
While it's true that women are physically stronger than men in this situation, it seems more that I've become weaker - but in the current circumstances, it amounts to the same thing.
"Huff! Huff! How would a man like you who's lived receiving all sorts of special treatment just for being born with a dick understand the rough lives of women where fists are closer than the law?!"
Hwa-young glared down at me who'd been knocked down by one pathetic kick, still fuming with anger.
I graduated from an all-boys high school so I know about rough lives too... I even served in the military.
"You're one of those, aren't you? A viper who lures in some vulnerable-looking woman, never intending to have sex from the beginning, then tries to extort settlement money instead of reporting an innocent person as a criminal! No wonder you were showing your bare skin to strange women from the start - you had it all planned, didn't you?"
Wait, can you really call me a "stranger" when you were just installing a hidden camera?!
And while it's true I approached her because she looked vulnerable, I was absolutely planning to have sex...
Feeling the abdominal pain gradually subsiding, I wondered how to resolve this situation.
First, I needed to abandon any thoughts of using force.
Things like taekwondo or fighting techniques only work when there's some physical spec difference - with this severe a gap, nothing would work.
But does that mean I just have to endure this loser woman's anger?
'No. There's an ultimate move exclusive to the Gender-Reversed World, only for men!'
In the original world, using that ultimate move would just get me more beatings - it would be the exclusive property of losers. But this is the Gender-Reversed World.
Women's tears have legal effect here, and in this world, men's tears carry weight instead!
'Ultimate move! Preemptive juice-squeezing victory!'
Honestly, having lived as a Korean man who only cried three times in my entire life, suddenly being told to squeeze out juice would be difficult.
'That kick really hurt enough to make me cry... sniffle...'
Actually, my eyes were already teary from that kick that made me dry-heave.
If I recall that memory when my orphanage friend who I had a crush on said she had something to tell me when she got leave, so I thought 'Is this the green light?!' and chugged a bowl of kimchi soup, used my leave despite it being during training period behind my seniors' backs...
Only for my pregnant orphanage friend to introduce me to her husband-to-be, a tanned blonde guy, then cried alone in my room that night, and when I returned to base after leave, received orders to assemble at the incinerator with "you up, me down"...?
"Waaahh~! What's so good about that punk, hick hick! Ughuuu~! Corporal Hwang, I'm sorry, please just spare my friend...! Sob! Waaaah~! Sniff~! Sob sob sob!!!"
The effect was tremendous!
She jumped in surprise at my appearance, weeping like a storm like some independence fighter who lost his country, far exceeding my expectations.
But...
"D-dammit, you think I'd fall for acting like that! Do you know how many men like you fake squeezing juice to deceive women? Just take me - in middle school, I refused to do homework for a male classmate, then he falsely accused me of sexual harassment and incited with fake tears until I got targeted by bullies until graduation day..."
Ah... such a sad story!
No wonder she still seemed to have high loser energy despite being a grown adult - she went through something that terrible during school...
You men of this world.
How much have you devalued the only ultimate move - tears...
The tears that had been flowing like a broken faucet suddenly stopped at this solemn, sad story.
"See! This viper bastard. I knew they were fake tears?!"
This is because your story was too solemn!
Well, they were fake tears as she said from the beginning...
So even the ultimate juice-squeezing didn't work.
The only means left to me now...
'None?'
None.
I started with the lighthearted intention of luring one innocent-looking woman to enjoy sex and have a place to sleep for the night - who knew it would lead to such a spectacular situation?
All that remained was heartfelt pleading?
"N-no, Hwa-young-ssi. I'm not a viper, I genuinely wanted to spend the night with you? But you didn't understand my pure feelings and committed such unscrupulous actions like hidden cameras..."
I tried the "nothing ventured, nothing gained" approach with "my sincerity and the fault in this situation are all yours," but the suspicious look directed at me showed no signs of softening.
"And I'm a man who's kept my virginity until 33! I'm not some slutty man like you think!"
Loser trait, high probability of being a unicorn (someone who only cares about virginity).
Of course, it's not like I kept my virginity until 33 by choice... sob sob.
Unlike the hymen that symbolizes virginity for women, there's nothing to confirm my virginity as a man, so it might lack persuasiveness...
"A 33-year-old virgin?! Q-quick, get on the bed!"
But... what? She believes this?!
She didn't withdraw her suspicious gaze when I was sobbing, but at my virginity claim - despite having nothing to confirm it - her expression changed dramatically as she lifted my fallen self up and dragged me onto the bed.
"Quick, show me 'that thing'!"
What the hell is this "that thing" you're talking about, you damn nerd.
You should say what to show or not show first - dragging someone to bed and saying "show me that thing," what exactly am I supposed to show?
For a moment I thought "does she want to see my dick?" but given she dragged me here fixated on the virginity keyword, it seemed she wanted to see something else.
"Perhaps... are you talking about this?"
The only "that thing" that appeared when I came to this world - though it didn't exist in the previous world - was just a mysterious heart-shaped tattoo between my navel and groin.
Just in case, I slightly pulled back the shower robe I'd put on after showering to show the heart-shaped tattoo presumed to be "that thing"...
"Gasp! You really were a virgin? ...No way, by the time you're 20, there are plenty of women trying to get with you everywhere - you maintained virginity until 33? At this point, isn't this a national loss?"
A 33-year-old maintaining virginity is a national loss?
'Ah. With a 30:1 gender ratio, I guess that interpretation makes sense.'
I'd been annoyed thinking it was just some fucking tattoo, but apparently all men in this world have this tattoo.
The virginity detection ability seems to be a bonus.
That aside, how does she know I'm a virgin by looking at this heart-shaped tattoo?
"Hwa-young-ssi, how do you know I'm a virgin by looking at this? To me it just looks like a strange tattoo..."
I planned to research this heart-shaped tattoo deeply later, but since there was someone who could explain it right now, I asked.
"You don't know about the genital exchange? Did you live in some remote mountain area? Never had sex education? Even elementary school upperclassmen know about this these days..."
Maybe I shouldn't have asked.
She's treating me, a decent four-year university graduate, as having less sexual knowledge than an elementary student.
Though she seems oddly pleased about it.
"First, if you answer the question I asked earlier, right here."
Poke poke!
"Hyeet?!"
While I had finished showering lightly with warm water, Hwa-young still had the cold chill from outside remaining in her body, so when her slender fingers poked the heart-shaped tattoo, the sudden chill combined with the sensation of encountering an intimate part of the opposite sex's body made me let out an obscene moan unconsciously.
Gulp...!
I thought I heard a swallowing sound - was that my imagination?
As I blushed in embarrassment at making a lewd moan that women would make despite being a man, Hwa-young - whose breathing had somehow become rough - continued the explanation, picking up the interrupted flow.
"The genital exchange here turns pinkish the more sexual intercourse you have? But look at your genital exchange - it's maintaining complete black color! That means what?"
"That I'm a... virgin?"
What the hell is that...
Just the fact that all men in the world have this heart-shaped tattoo on their bodies is mind-boggling enough, but it has a function that turns pink with sexual intercourse?
'...Isn't this a complete slut detection device?!'
What the hell did you put on people's bodies, you crazy Goddess?!
As I cursed the Goddess who manages this world over the functionality of the genital exchange that can be interpreted as both a virginity detector and slut detector...
As if there was more to explain about the genital exchange, Hwa-young - whose breathing had become so rough it seemed like she might emit steam soon - smiled a peculiar smile and spread her slender fingers that had been poking the genital exchange, placing her palm against it as if giving a high-five.
What is this? Did she want to warm her palm or something?
As I opened my eyes wide at the sudden skin contact and looked at her...
Throb!
"Ugh?!"
Starting from the genital exchange, the organ positioned inside it, and all the way to the groin.
A piercing pain like being stabbed with a thin needle assaulted me.
The pain lasted only an instant, so I didn't collapse, but it was so sudden that I was grimacing.
"Huh...? Wha,what? Where did it go?!"
It feels empty.
My son - who proved my manhood in the previous world, though slightly smaller than average.
And my son who was reborn in magnificent form as Longstone when I came to this world, boasting a substantial weight - I can't feel his weight.
"Hehehe... and the real function of the genital exchange is exactly this. 'Genital Exchange'!"
As I frantically felt around my groin with the desolate feeling of having lost the world as a biological man who felt the mission to protect his son above all else, even over limbs, Hwa-young's voice was heard as she removed her palm from the genital exchange and sat up on the bed.
And at the shocking statement of "Genital Exchange" that made no sense, I quickly raised my head in surprise.
Slither... Thump!
As she unbuckled her pants and removed both them and the panties with rabbit patterns inside, Hwa-young's groin was revealed before my eyes.
And...
Dangle~
Longstone: The fuck you looking at, asshole.
Why are you coming out from there...?