Chapter 193
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 193
Chapter Title: In the Mecca of Time Stop AV (2)
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The Japanese chatter around me put me in a strange mood.
I might love Japanese porn, but this was my first time actually coming to Japan in person.
"I brought you to the place you'd like the most, Oppa. Akihabara."
"Ooh... That Akihabara, known as the otaku holy land..."
The atmosphere around here was definitely different.
Especially the anime character posters plastered openly on the buildings—they really caught the eye.
"Um... Ji-su. This might be a weird time to ask, but... is it really okay to just hop countries like this on a whim?"
"What are you talking about? Of course not. If we got caught, it wouldn't end with just a warning. That's why I dressed down like this to blend in."
Just as Ji-su said, it was super casual attire.
Her main color was black, as usual.
A plain tracksuit anyone could wear, topped with a patternless bucket hat.
I was dressed the same.
Baggy sweats and a black cap pulled low over my face.
"That's why you told me to wear the hat..."
"I exchanged the money already, so let's just wander around and have fun."
"Huh? Is there anywhere you wanna go?"
I took Ji-su's hand—she was making an uneasy face—and we strolled down the street.
If my guess was right, I'd find it easily enough.
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"No way... the place you wanted to check out is... an adult shop?"
"Whoa... look at this. It's an onahole."
I ignored Ji-su's heavy sigh and scanned the rows of adult toys.
I didn't know much Japanese, but I could make out "artifact" and "onahole."
"'An artifact that perfectly replicates the tightness of a real actress's pussy. Enjoy the insides of freshly adult Aoi Umi.' Or something like that?"
"What? You know Japanese too?"
"Just basic everyday conversation. You have to coordinate with people from other countries a lot as an S-Rank. You should learn once your life settles down a bit, Oppa."
"Then what's this one say?"
I pointed at what looked like a paired dildo and onahole set, and Ji-su read the description right away.
"'A dildo and onahole that share sensations. Perfect for lovers to use together?'"
"Huh? Does that actually work?"
"When the woman squeezes the dildo, it reads the movements inside her pussy and sends the data to the onahole, which replicates it perfectly. And vice versa—it matches the partner's dick length and hardness on the dildo too, apparently."
"The sex superpower nation strikes again. Should we buy it?"
"Oppa. You see the price? Who's gonna burn a million yen on a dildo and onahole?"
"Why not? We've got plenty of money."
A million yen was less than ten million won.
Chump change for someone like me or Ji-su.
"No matter how much money you have, you can't just waste it. Besides, we can do this anytime with my ability."
She had a point.
I could just wormhole my dick straight into Ji-su's pussy from afar—no toy needed.
But with this artifact, I could remote fuck someone besides Ji-su. Miho especially. It'd let me savor her pussy nice and slow, no side effects.
"No way... Oppa... you're thinking of using it with another girl, aren't you."
"Uh... b-busted?"
"I'm going insane. Asking your pregnant little sister to buy sex toys for other women? Is this right?"
"B-but I granted one of your wishes in return!"
"A wish?"
"Anything you want or wanna do? If I can make it happen, I'll do my best."
Ji-su furrowed her brow and thought it over at my words.
Then she grinned and spoke up.
"Fine. Then put me up on that Twitter too."
"......Huh?"
"That one looks good. I'll wear it for the video."
She was pointing at a mannequin.
A bunny girl mannequin, fully suited up.
More precisely, one in a reverse bunny outfit with heart stickers over the breasts and pussy.
"You'll... wear a reverse bunny girl outfit...?"
"But I get to decide the video concept."
"C-can't we just wear it privately and enjoy it between us?"
I didn't want to show Ji-su's body to strangers, so I tried to sneakily change the terms.
But it didn't fly.
"Or that one's fine too."
"......."
Her new pick was a massive dildo.
It looked longer and thicker than my fully erect dick at a glance.
But that wasn't the issue. For some reason, the dildo was attached to panties.
"Oppa. Your ass is still virgin territory, right?"
"M-men don't have virgin or not! No! Y-you're not saying you'll wear that and... put it in m-me now, are you?"
"Bunny girl on me for a public video upload, or strap-on panties on me for some intimate fun alone. Your choice, Oppa."
"Th-that thing couldn't possibly fit inside a person..."
"Well... supposedly everyone who says that still takes it all."
I was speechless.
Where the hell did she learn stuff like that...?
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In the end, we bought the remote sex toy and the reverse bunny outfit, then left the adult shop.
There's that saying: it's easier to ask forgiveness than permission.
So I'd have her try on the reverse bunny for now.
And I'd make the video hot as hell.
But I'd be the one uploading it to the net in the end.
I could brag right up to the last second and not post, or fill the ten slots, delete everything else first, post Ji-su's for a few minutes, then nuke the account.
Thinking about it, there were plenty of escape routes beyond those.
"Haa... seriously... why am I going through all this just for some omurice..."
Ji-su sighed deeply and stabbed her spoon into the heart-shaped ketchup omurice.
We were at a famous maid cafe in Japan right now.
After the adult shop, while pondering how to film for the internet and how to use Time Stop dramatically, we'd run into a cute maid hawking customers.
Waited thirty minutes to get in, another thirty for one omurice and a strawberry parfait.
And of course, we chanted the order with the maid. Hands together in a heart over the omurice, belting out "Oishiku nare~!"
"Mine tastes better anyway."
While Ji-su grumbled and shoveled rice into her mouth,
I pulled out my camera and timed it.
Time Stop!
[4-minute timer activated]
My booming incantation echoed into the void unheard by others, and in the frozen world, the four-minute timer began ticking.
"Gotta save one use and burn the rest..."
Wasting no time, I dropped my pants and underwear.
Quickly set up my smartphone and approached the first target.
The first maid to bang was the cool-type one who'd seated us.
Her hair was in a long ponytail that reached nearly her knees.
"Tall, huge tits, glasses suit her perfectly—right up my alley."
Honestly, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have come to a maid cafe.
"Ooh... soft boobs..."
The maid leaning forward to place a fresh omurice, smiling at the typical otaku guy.
Her huge tits dangling on purpose, cleavage flaunting her charm points—it was pro-level temptation.
"No condom? Don't worry. I grabbed pussy-taping stickers from that adult shop earlier. Special ones for reverse bunny outfits with killer adhesion—perfect as a creampie plug."
I hiked up her skirt and slid her panties aside.
Pussy was brown, disappointingly.
But neatly groomed pubes earned it passing marks.
"Lube gel first... haa... this is a real maid cafe pussy... active duty insides..."
Not an awakener—nice and soft inside.
Tightness-wise? Maybe a 6/10.
Otaku bait like this probably gets tons of dick experience.
"Or maybe the girls I've fucked so far are just too elite..."
I wanted to go by face, but efficiency first—I just thrust my hips.
Instead, I wrapped her long ponytail around my right arm to tilt her head back, gripped her ass hard with my left, and ramped up speed.
No mercy in my pistoning, but the pretty maid silently clenched around my dick.
"A naughty maid who services a new master every second... deserves punishment, right?"
Smack—!
The sharp slap echoed through the spacious maid cafe that could hold thirty easy.
"Birthing hips—great for kids. Boyfriend?"
I buried my dick to the hilt and fished a pill from my pocket—Ji-su's gift.
Just in case, gotta make her take birth control.
"Haa... when time flows again... can't wait to hear what sounds you'll make..."
I fed her the pill and glanced around.
Including ponytail maid, four maids out on the floor.
Imagining all four with their unique vibes crumbling in one shot had my thighs quivering already.
"I'll tip big at checkout... don't be too mad, okay?"
No reply from the maid—I gripped her hips tighter and sped up more.
About twelve minutes left. At this rate, no way I'd taste all four in time.