Based on the nitrogen content, radiation, and mineral
distribution, the sample of Kagari Enju’s blood was likely based on water from
Lake Biwa.
It was on the fourth day they used that to determine her
base was in the Kyoto-Osaka-Kobe region of Western Japan.
The helicopter that FeTUS prepared had three seats, but Ange
was the only outsider onboard.
“Yes. Yes, please assist us if anything happens, Nii-san.
And make sure to work with Micha.”
Ange was secretly working with the other humans, but only
she was allowed to directly cooperate with the humans.
Micha was working separately from them and Rapha was their
backup. As usual, they could not reach Lucia.
“So where in Western Japan are they?”
“We still do not know, but this position allows us to make
an attack within five minutes once we figure it out.”
As a result, Ange and Machina were in Sakai, Osaka. That
city gave them a lot of choices when it came to air routes. They could quickly
reach top speed once they took off and they were right in front of the Chugoku
region and a bit west of Kobe, so the five minute figure was not an
exaggeration.
“Sigh…”
All the angels could do was trust in Micha’s old-fashioned
investigation. FeTUS had a far better information network in the human world,
so relying on them was the right choice here.
That did not mean Ange was happy about it, however. She was
plainly irritated that she had screwed up in her mission to protect Fujita
Mutsuki.
“You can locate him, can’t you?”
“Miss A and Miss D are doing everything they can. Miss B is also on the case.
We can only wait for a report.”
“Tch. Can I really trust them?”
“…Please do.”
This all went back to a failure on FeTUS’s part, so Machina
had to put up with the other girl’s bad mood. She continued answering all of
Ange’s questions while maintaining her usual lack of expression.
But that rubbed emotional Ange the wrong way.
“How am I supposed to trust them? We never have trusted
FeTUS, you know?”
“…”
“How can I trust people who want to keep Adam to themselves and distort the
laws of nature?”
“We are not trying to keep him to ourselves. We simply wish
to combat the coming time of rivalry.”
“Which is what I mean by distorting the laws of nature.”
“…From god’s perspective, perhaps so.”
Machina was unusually talkative in response to Ange’s
endless complaints.
That she bothered responding at all meant she too was
irritated. That may have been a sign that she was worried about Mutsuki. Ange
decided any further argument would be meaningless, so she shut her mouth.
15 hours remained until Mutsuki’s feminization wore off.
The maid named “Kisaragi” was most often tasked with
cleaning the rooms and hallways like a normal worker.
Mutsuki was used to it now that four days had passed.
Automatic vacuum cleaners did the floors, so his primary job was cleaning the
windows within a given area using a rag.
“Hee hee. My, aren’t you cute. How much do you cost?”
“Ah… S-sorry, but I am recovering.”
When a customer would walk by, they had a tendency to stick
a hand up his skirt, so the trickiest part of the job was convincing them to
leave him alone without angering them.
They had no compunctions about sticking their fingers right
inside his panties, but when he showed them the special mark on his nameplate,
they would leave him alone. That mark indicated someone who could not work with
customers because their genitals were recovering from another customer’s rough
treatment.
The rate of sexual harassment was about five or six people
per hour. That was not enough to be unbearable, so he simply had to deal with
it.
But there were a few problems. Sometimes their fingers felt
good enough for a moan to escape his lips.
And…
“Hee hee. Are you sure?”
One old man kept groping his butt for a while even after
being told he was recovering and he only stopped after making a show of licking
off his own hand.
But even then, he was looking at the mark on Mutsuki’s
nameplate with mockery in his eyes.
“Johnson, come here.”
He snapped his fingers.
“Woof!”
A large husky weaved through the people following behind the
man.
The very obedient dog ran over to the old man and came to a
complete stop. Then the man gave some kind of hand signal.
“Hyah! U-um.”
The dog was big enough he had to lower his head somewhat to
stick it up the maid’s skirt.
“P-please stop. Um, wait.”
Mutsuki was simply afraid the dog would bite him, but such a
well-trained dog was not going to use his fangs. Instead, he obeyed his
instructions by sticking his pointed nose between Mutsuki’s legs. Afraid the
dog would bite him if he resisted, Mutsuki spread his legs to let the dog do
what it would.
Something warm, wet, and hard pushed inside his panties.
“Um, ah, ahh.”
It took him a bit to catch on since it was so different from
a human’s, but this was the dog’s tongue. The very long tongue felt pointed and
hard as it licked inside his underwear.
“Ho ho. I know you are recovering, but my Johnson is very
naughty and never listens to anything I say.”
The old man laughed in amusement at the panicking maid girl.
The biggest problem Mutsuki faced was the many customers who
would not listen when he said he was recovering.
“S-stop. Please stop. Ahn, I…I…”
He tried to run away, but he tripped over the dog and fell
on his butt.
The dog was unfazed by all the movement and continued
targeting inside his panties.
“Hwahhh, ahhhh, ah, ha ha, ahh…hhhhh.”
The long tongue crawled all over the sensitive bases of his
thighs.
He tried to crawl back along the floor, but…
“Ahhhhhhhhhn!”
The tongue seemed to finally locate its target, so it pushed
inside the hole, spreading the flesh within.
The stimulation to the core of his female body caused him to
arch his back and then fall forward.
He was now on all fours with just his butt raised in the
air.
“Ho ho. Presenting for my Johnson? I think she likes you,
Johnson.”
“Woof!”
The husky barked proudly and continued licking at Mutsuki’s
round butt.
Dogs instinctively disliked having their nose restrained,
but this one shoved his face in so close his black nose was just about to enter
the maid’s asshole.
“Ahn, ahhhhn, wait, no, not so deep!”
Mutsuki was helpless as the invader went wild in his
sensitive tunnel. The maid skirt fluttered as he wiggled his hips around.
That tongue had a different purpose to a human’s, so this
felt far different from cunnilingus.
Tongue stimulation from a human was soft and it brought a
gentle pleasure. The trick to it was to add speed to that gentle pleasure and
to vary that speed over time.
On the other hand, this dog’s tongue was an entirely new sensation.
It felt like the surface area of two fingers but much
softer. It was kind of squishy and had a way of forcing open his internal
flesh. And after that, a softness similar to a human tongue sent gentle
pleasure much deeper inside.
“I-I’ve never felt anything like this.”
He could feel the tip of the tongue licking quite near his
womb, so he ended up rubbing his butt against the dog’s face.
That was precisely when the invader pulled out his tongue
and stepped back.
“Ah…”
Mutsuki just about asked why, but he held his tongue and
turned around.
The dog was now seated obediently at his master’s side. And
in that seated position, a penis was sticking out from his crotch. It was very
different from a human’s, but the arousal in the dark red tip sticking out was
impossible to miss.
“Hee hee hee. Miss, my Johnson is a clever and devoted boy.
If you want this, just ask for it. He will readily comply.”
“B-but…”
Mutsuki knew exactly what the old man meant: Ask for it. Let
me see you fuck my dog.
He could not possibly do that.
He could not, but…
“…”
His licked lower body was throbbing badly and he could not take his eyes off of
that dark-red call of the wild.
He could not get up from his animalistic crawling pose that was
perfect for receiving the dog…
“What are you doing?”
“Oh.”
Then someone arrived to help him.
Riselle shrugged as she approached him.
That broke the spell. The old man fled with his pet dog and
Mutsuki returned to his senses enough to stand up and push down his skirt.
“Th-thank you, Riselle-san.”
“If you want to do it with a pup, I won’t stop you, but make
sure you do your job.”
“I-I don’t want to-…”
“This area is clean enough, so start tidying up the big
boss’s room.”
“Of course.”
There was no excusing his behavior and Riselle did not particularly
seem to care. Mutsuki could not stand it any longer, so he left his post here
while thankful she had given him this escape route.
He fixed his clothing while trying to pretend his skin was
not as hot as it was.
“…Excuse me.”
He made his way to the room she had mentioned.
It was a lot like a counseling room. Since she had called it
“the big boss’s room”, it must have been used by the Kurosaki father.
Mutsuki was good at tidying up rooms since it was little
different from what he normally did at the apartment. He put away the items
that had been left out and did some simple cleaning.
Of course, given the location, the “items that had been left
out” were far from normal. For example, when cleaning the room used by that
name named Ookura, there had been a sheet with a fresh red stain on it. That
had put him in a gloomy mood.
But this looked like the room had only been used for a meal.
Two wine glasses and a beer can were left out, so he only had to carry them to
the appropriate location for glasses and trash. …The beer was the brand Micha
liked. That had him feeling a little lonely as he walked back out of the room.
“!”
Katsue Subaru walked by at just that moment.
She must not have noticed him because she kept walking
without reacting.
Part of him wanted to call out to her and part of him could
not bring himself to do so. He was confused and conflicted.
Was she on his side or not? He still did not know.
He would normally have trusted her and asked for help, but
Lucia had told him to hide his presence there and wait for Ange and the others
to rescue him. Which was he supposed to choose?
In shy and indecisive Mutsuki’s moment of hesitation, the
woman moved out of view.
He had no idea if he had done the right thing or not.
“I’m back…”
Once his work was complete, Mutsuki returned to Shuntarou’s
room as instructed.
“I will have her ready by tomorrow.”
The trainer named Shibaki happened to be leaving at the same
time.
Shuntarou had just received some kind of report and he
pulled out his beloved tablet while grinning.
“Check out this girl. Her name is Haramiya Koishi. She’s one
of our new products and I’ve decided to try her out for myself. Hee hee hee.
She’s so cute.”
“Is…that so?”
“As a former boy, this should excite you. How about we make
it a threesome? I’d love to have both your cute asses lined up in front of me
and you want to see what it’s like having a girl in the mix, don’t you?”
“N-no thanks.”
The thought of being one of the girls in a threesome briefly
sent his heart racing, but he told himself the idea did not at all appeal to
him and looked away.
He wanted nothing to do with a situation where a human being
was referred to as a “product”.
“You don’t like her? Then who do you like? Is there an
actress or idol you have a thing for? We control 90% of the top-rated idols in
their teens or twenties, so I can get you pretty much anyone you ask for.”
“I-it isn’t about that.”
Anything he said was twisted in the most vulgar way. His
breathing grew heavy as he grew even more painfully aware of how abnormal this
man was.
“I’m just kidding.” Shuntarou shrugged. “You’re so pure. Do
you still find it hard to believe? As long as it’s logically possible, humans
have no problem doing anything no matter how immoral.”
“…”
That reminded him that this man’s abnormality was normal in
this place.
He was unsure what to say.
He recalled what he had seen on his first day here.
Mutsuki did not watch much TV, but even he had recognized
those idols. One he had thought was cute after seeing her online had been eating
the ass of a politician he had seen on the news a lot despite not watching it
all that often.
It had been shocking, but Riselle had explained that it was
not that unusual here. He had learned just how true that was after seeing
similar things so many times over the following three days.
This abnormal place was the reality of the Japan he lived
in.
“Do you think all this is wrong?”
“…”
“You are right. It is wrong. But we want to do it because it
is wrong. That is known as the Caligula Effect. As soon as humanity creates its
rules, there is already a desire to break those rules. That is our instinct as
animals.”
“But…wanting to do it and actually doing it are two
different things.”
“Again, you are right. Human trafficking, prostitution, and
using those things to build connections. None of that is the right thing to do.
But…”
“Ah.”
“That is why it feels so good and why we want to do it. That
is human nature.”
Mutsuki looked uncertainly down and could not respond to the
words of that man who proudly announced he was doing the wrong thing. The man
easily pulled him close and held him to his chest. The newly-developed sweet
and tingling ache in his chest prevented him from saying anything.
“You feel the same, don’t you? You were born a boy, but here
you are enjoying mind-blowing orgasms in a female body. Do you think that is
the right thing to do?”
“Uh…”
Mutsuki had no response for that. He knew just how indecent
he was being. He could tell how seriously he adored this man during sex, so
there was nothing he could say.
He had nearly let a dog enter him earlier. That was a truly
forbidden pleasure, yet that thought was enough to dangerously shake his heart.
The more wrong he knew it was, the more he wanted to do it.
And the better it felt when he did it.
He was old enough to know about the darkness inside people.
He would have refused to admit any of this before April,
but…
“Heh heh. So very pure.” The look on the man’s face changed
when he saw the boy fall silent. “This is a good thing. Humans cannot do that.
They search for excuses when things get inconvenient and they refuse to face
the fundamental solutions. I personally believe that is what we call Original
Sin.”
“Huh?”
“I like you. Fujita Mutsuki-kun was it? Miss A seemed to
like you quite a bit and I can see why. …Heh heh heh. It makes me want to fuck
your male body too so I can truly make you mine.”
The man smiled happily.
This was not just the twisted side of the man. Shuntarou
seemed to like Mutsuki for something other than his body.
Although Mutsuki had no idea what it was the man liked about
him.
More importantly, the man had used a term that caught
Mutsuki’s attention.
“Original…Sin?”
“Hm? You don’t know about that despite being Adam? Your past life ate the
forbidden fruit and all of humanity must suffer to atone for that Original
Sin.”
“Adam…and Eve.”
The boy connected this to the story he had looked up in the
library quite a while back, but that only confused him further.
His puzzled look must have been cute because Shuntarou’s
usual dirty grin grew to a coughing laugh. That may have been what his true
laughter sounded like.
“Yes, geh heh heh. The forbidden things are what we most
want to do.”
“…?”
“How much do you know about Adam? How much do you know about
the Serpent’s Eye and why you are a target?”
Mutsuki was unsure what to say when he was asked something
so basic without warning.
But the hand on his chest withdrew, so he took a deep breath
and calmed down.
“Th-the Serpent’s Eye can be used to…essentially brainwash
people. It could be used as a horrible weapon, so we can’t let anyone have it.”
“Ha ha. You think that’s the answer? That explanation is
only meant to keep you from asking further questions. You really are pure if
you were satisfied with that.”
“No, um, I know there are other reasons, but…”
“Was it the angels who told you that? Yeah, they wouldn’t
really care if the human race was wiped out.”
“…”
If the human race was wiped out?
There was no way Micha or Ange wanted that, but he still
gulped because he had seen several times how inhuman they were.
He knew there was something inside him other than the Serpent’s
Eye. He knew it was called Adam and he knew it was special just like Rapha had
said in the library that one time.
But the battle over the Serpent’s Eye between heaven, earth,
and hell had settled down recently and he was starting to learn how to control
the Serpent’s Eye of his own free will. He had decided not to look into it
further because he did not want to make waves. In a way, he had been turning a
blind eye.
“The Serpent’s Eye is no more than a sign. It is known as a
Demon Crest and it is something like a wound left in Adam’s genes.”
The answer rapidly approached him from an unexpected
direction.
A tremor ran through his shoulders, but was it from fear or
curiosity? Not even he knew.
“Adam’s power…no, power isn’t the right word. Adam’s very
presence is meant to be suppressed, but it flows out through that wound. And when
any human woman is exposed to that presence, she grows sexually aroused. It
inspires an overwhelming craving to be fucked by Adam and have his babies.”
“Um, I believe Rapha-san told me about this.”
He had heard something similar before, but he had not
understood what it meant at the time.
“But what is Adam’s power. Or his presence, I guess. Is that
what it means to be the first man? But if so, why does it, um, have that effect
on women?”
Mutsuki could not help but show interest in this.
The man chuckled as he pulled over his beloved tablet.
“To get back on topic, what do you think of this?”
He showed Mutsuki the page from before.
It was divided into 16 sections arranged in four rows and
four columns. Each one displayed a different woman and they were all being
fucked by men, sex toys, dogs, horses, or the slime-like Succubi that Mutsuki
had seen a few times before.
He had grown accustomed to seeing these things over the past
several days, but he frowned because he still did not enjoy seeing it.
“Do you think it’s an awful thing? I’m sure you do. Take
this girl for example. She grew popular online for having one-in-a-million
looks and once-in-a-millennium beauty and she is set to star in a movie soon.”
The man pointed at a girl strapped to a horse’s belly with
something thicker than her arm penetrating her. It was far too large and she
had probably been there for hours, so she had passed out with her eyes rolled
back in her head.
She could not be any older than Mutsuki, yet this was
essentially torture. Mutsuki looked ready to cry.
“But you’d be wrong. She chose to do this herself.”
“I don’t believe you…”
“See this woman here? The foreigner? She’s a judge for a
certain film award in America. She loves horse-fucking, so letting her watch
this guarantees that girl’s next movie a place at that film festival.”
“…”
“We make sure no harm comes to our products, so all the
necessary preparations were taken care of and she will be cared for afterwards.
Her pussy will be a little looser afterwards, but she just bought herself a
future as a movie star.”
Mutsuki recalled his first day here when Riselle had told
him the girls here went through a special training regimen and the only ones
protesting were those serving someone who asked to rape a protesting girl.
He still found it hard to believe, but…
“All 16 of these are the same. They have been trained here
and they are repaid in the form they desire if they please our clients. Whether
it’s for fame or fortune, they all have some desire they refuse to abandon even
if it means a looser pussy, bodily modifications, or literally eating shit.”
The man added “and even if they can never again be satisfied
by the tame stuff found outside of here” under his breath, but it did not reach
Mutsuki’s ears.
“Do you think they are insane?”
“…”
Firmly nodding was the only response Mutsuki could manage.
“I know why you would think that, but this how human society
and human history were built. It is a perfectly ordinary way of doing business
even in the modern age. If there are even two humans, they will instinctually
compete to come out on top. With a hundred of us, there will be a clear split
between those with power and those without.”
He operated the tablet to change the view. It now showed the
men and women of all ages laughing in delight as they viewed those 16.
“Those with power can do what they wish with those without
and those without can only escape it by gaining power themselves.”
He returned the view to the girls again.
“At this point, that form of power has become even more
important to us than reproduction, which is supposed to be the most important
thing for a lifeform. There are a lot of men and women who render themselves
forever unable to have children in order to gain power.”
He switched to a close up of the giant horse cock
penetrating that one girl. The size was clearly too much because there were
signs of her vaginal walls having been sewn up a few times.
Mutsuki’s face had already gone pale.
Then the man tossed the tablet aside.
“But don’t worry. This sort of society will soon come to an
end.”
“Eh?”
“In another century or two. …Although World War Three is probably
coming before that, so there might not be any humans left on earth by then.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
That second part had been accompanied by a cynical smile,
but the first part had been deadly serious.
“What I mean is simple. Once we start prioritizing other
things above reproduction, the human race’s reproductive power has already
begun to decline.”
“But the human population is growing.”
“In the developing nations. The population continues to rise
in developing nations where no one receives a proper education. But in the
developed nations where the education standards have passed a certain point, the
birth rate falls primarily among the intellectual class. Reduced sperm levels,
ovum abnormalities…well, there are a variety of reasons, but haven’t you heard
that the higher someone’s IQ, the harder it is for them to have children?”
“Well…”
“Japan even has an aphorism about the poor having many
children. Although the relevance of that relies on it actually being true that the
stupid tend to end up poor.”
Mutsuki was not familiar with any actual data on the matter,
but he had heard about it before.
“It isn’t that unusual a thing when you look at all forms of
life. In fact, mammals and even insects tend to fall victim to natural
selection and fall in number when they grow too numerous. Too much reproduction
means less food and less genetic compatibility, so it is avoided in the natural
world. Have you ever seen that documentary about mice jumping into a river to
commit suicide when there are too many of them?”
“…”
“Human adrenal glands are the same as mouse ones, so we
share the same stress reactions. It’s thought a population control hormone
within humans is responsible for the decline in birth rates. I don’t know what
the DNA analysis says, but we and Miss A’s FeTUS think this tendency is a chosen
effect by the Fruit of Knowledge. The further we develop our knowledge, the
more of a threat we see in relying on others, so we begin to pursue only our
own desires even if it means rejecting the chance to have children.”
“The Fruit of Knowledge?”
He had seen that term when researching in the library and
heard it a few times outside of that.
In the story of Adam and Eve, eating that was what led them
to be banished from paradise. It could be seen as humanity’s Original Sin, but…
“It is a theory as to how humanity developed intelligence
far surpassing every other lifeform on earth. It is the black box that
separates humanity from the apes. One theory says bipedal movement stimulated
our brains, another says it was a genetic abnormality, and I quite like the
theory that our brains were modified by Martians. Regardless, we have yet to
find an answer to that question, so we defer to the Bible and simply say it is
because we ate the Fruit of Wisdom provided by god.”
“…”
It sounded both realistic and fictional at the same time, so
his mind had trouble keeping up.
But he kind of got the general idea. They thought humanity
had evolved by gaining knowledge, but that evolution led to the depressing
displays of depravity seen in this mansion.
And the more people enjoyed these things, the lower the
birth rate would fall.
“The Fruit of Knowledge…”
It sounded like they were holding a scientific discussion,
but they ended up saying god was punishing humans for falling into such
madness.
Mutsuki was familiar with the angels who people viewed like gods,
the demons, and FeTUS who fought using science, so it was an oddly persuasive
conclusion for him.
“The Fruit of Knowledge is inherited by one’s children. It
is untouched by mutations and it is not advanced or deteriorated by human
genes, but it does ripen. And…”
“The more it ripens, the less you can have children?”
“Exactly.”
That much he understood.
“Wh-what does this have to do with Adam? Why does it mean
humanity will be destroyed?”
“As you said earlier, the human population is growing in the
developing nations. A split is occurring between the shrinking ruling class and
the growing ruled class.”
At some point, Mutsuki had started asking questions more
actively. Shuntarou still only had a cynical smile on his lips, but he narrowed
his eyes to show he had wanted this change.
“There will eventually be a confrontation between those two
groups. A rivalry, if you will.”
“A rivalry?”
“We do not know if it will manifest itself as a war, if we
are already seeing its beginnings in the international tensions over the
refugee crises, or if it has been with us for a while in the current age of
terrorism, but the time will come when the two groups of humanity work to
reduce each other’s numbers. And the only possible result is mutual
destruction. Human science has progressed too far for the ruled class to win
and the ruling class will be no more than non-reproducing beasts if they lose
the ruled class. Perhaps the species itself will not go extinct, but modern
civilization will gradually decline during the next generation and the
generation after that.”
“…”
“We have to do something,” said Mutsuki in a scratchy voice.
…And he was oblivious to the fact that Shuntarou grinned
like he had been waiting for those words.
“I’m fine with it myself. I mean, it isn’t happening today
or tomorrow. Plus, I was lucky enough to be born into power. I see no problem
with enjoying myself in the 50-odd years I have left until I die of old age.”
“But…”
“Heh heh. Yes, not considering the future generations may be
precisely how the Fruit of Knowledge has robbed us of the ability to reproduce.
I mean, it’s definitely not a lack of sexual desire.”
With a self-deprecating smile, the man touched Mutsuki’s
belly.
His touches had always been sexual caresses before, but this
was a stronger touch that seemed to be checking on something.
“But you can stop it. Adam can stop it.”
“…I can?”
“Adam refers to someone with the same genes as the original form
of intelligent humans that has since been modernized.”
Did that mean going back to an ancestral state? Would they
be returning to the ones who figuratively ate the Fruit of Knowledge?
“Humanity has gone through countless great rivalries in the
past. Each time, a large part of the population was lost and civilization
reset. But the Adam genes which are born once a millennium will also reset
humanity’s Fruit of Knowledge after it ripens and robs us of our reproductive
ability. Adam is the final breakwater allowing us to reconstruct our
civilization.”
“A breakwater…”
Now he knew why heaven, earth, and hell were all targeting
him.
He felt like he finally understood the strange battles and
stalemate he had experienced since spring.
“Wh-what am I supposed to do? What do I do with my genes?”
“FeTUS has concluded that replicating Adam’s genes is not
possible. They learned as much from the semen you have apparently been
supplying them since the start of spring.”
“Se-…um, oh…”
Now he knew what the semen he had “supplied” Machina with
had been used for.
“That leaves just one option: the genes of your child.”
“M-my child?”
“And not just any child. Your child with the women who laid
the foundation of our current civilization. In other words, your child with
Eve. Once we have the genes of the origin point of all humanity, the ripening
of the Fruit of Knowledge should temporarily stop if those genes are replicated
and given to those in which the Fruit has ripened. We have about 100 years to
do so, which should be easy enough given Miss A’s connections.”
“My child with Eve? But isn’t Eve already…?”
“She died long ago, but genetic analysis can create a clone very similar to the
original woman. An Eve ex Machina, if you will. The Holy Grail Project was
started…how many centuries ago was it? But I hear it has shown some results
recently.”
“…”
A clone of Eve. The Holy Grail.
That sounded familiar.
Reality caught up to him and his curiosity returned to fear.
Shuntarou must have enjoyed Mutsuki’s every little reaction
because he resumed grinning at the very end.
“Although no one knows how long that process will delay the
rivalry. It could be 1000 years, it could be 100 years…and it could just be 1
year.”
Thank you
ReplyDeleteI will waiting for all chapters
That damn Riselle... Interrupring at the best possible part :'(
ReplyDeleteI'm commenting before reading.
ReplyDeleteSo I might be misunderstanding things.
But is that a fucking dog eating out Mitsuki's gender bent pussy?
Is this novel going towards that short of shit?!?!?!
Apparently yes.
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