No, seriously. Why Highschoolers?
“Yoo, Senpai! Have you tried that new game on St*am? It’s pretty popular with the kids so maybe you’ll learn something to bag Kiryuin-san easier.”
“Ikuto, you’ve had too much to drink... I’ll try it out, but don’t expect much. I haven’t played video games since I was in University.”
“Wha– You’re actually gonna try it? Usually you’d brush it off or scold me, but maybe since Kiryuin-san is involved…”
“That’s enough of that.”
My flippant junior ended up babbling on a little too much at my team’s last drinking party, so I decided to try out that game he was talking about. It was definitely not because Kiryuin-san was involved.
Definitely not.
The image of Kiryuin’s mature stature, her immutable gait, her striking glare. All of it flashed through my mind as my computer started up.
If I were ten years younger, I’d be a little rude and call her a “milf”, but at my age right now? She’s just well ripened.
“Hmm… yes… This is all for Kiryuin…”
Click. Click.
Even though it had been many years since I last played a video game, I still had my muscle memory in character creation. By that I mean completely skipping it. And the tutorial too.
As a man, I believe tutorials are signs of weakness. True men don’t need tutorials! If you’re a man, you should fuck around and find out!
[You Lose]
“What…? But the game hasn’t even started yet?”
Some random event happened in the character creation which gave my character stage three cancer before the main events of the story. Or so it says.
“Yeah, that sounds like a fair mechanic.”
Begrudgingly, I had to make multiple different characters before I could even progress somewhat in the storyline. Time was taking its toll and the sun was already rising.
“Ugh… What do you mean she got annoyed by how I talked and left me? Do you know how much time I spent raising your affection level?”
“Maybe I should’ve paid attention to the tags as well. Even still, is it necessary to show me all of the different scenarios where my girlfriend gets with another guy behind my back?”
“How the hell is this supposed to help me get with Kiryuin..?”
All sorts of complaints and concerns came from playing the game. While it did have its problems, the only redeeming factor was how realistic the game played out. WIth the exception of the heroines of course. Eventually I lost track of time and the reason why I began playing in the first place. At that point, I only wanted to beat the game at least once.
~~~
Or so it was supposed to be.
“H-Heek! Don’t come any closer! I swear you’ll regret it. Oh, you’re approaching me?”
Like in those novels, I found myself in the game I played. This must be transgre.. Re… Trans..- something! Was it a good or a bad thing that I couldn’t remember what that old trope was called?
On the floor was a black haired girl quivering in place. Contrary to her words, she looked rather excited. This was Yuria Pendant, the childhood friend archetype that would be taken away by the evil and intimidating, dark-skinned antagonist.
Is this what I was supposed to confess to and reach a good ending…? Seeing it firsthand made me rethink my decisions. Speaking of firsthand, my hand looked different.
All of a sudden one day, my arm had changed.
It was now slightly darker in tone and well accumulated with muscle, similar to my entire body. Ah, I get it now. I must be Jack Hammer. The first antagonist in the game. Even though he’s shown as an antagonist, I felt nothing but pity when I saw him for the first time.
An innocent man just looking for someone in his life that had the misfortune of running into this loose lady. Excuse my language, but if you’re planning to confess to a childhood friend you’ve known all your life and you spread your legs to a random person, maybe you’re a slut?
A sigh of pity and reluctance escaped me when I looked at Jack’s toned back muscles while he “NTR’d” me. Those same back muscles were now my own.
“I can’t beff the shith outta you without getting any closer.” Ah, it hurts. Now that I was in Jack’s body, I found out that he had a cavity this whole time. That was why he sounded a bit rough. Especially since this game takes place in a medieval setting, cavities would be a nightmare due to the lack of dentists.
“Kyah~!”
Yuria made a weird sound as I approached her and tore off the slime that was sticking onto her clothes. Due to a miscalculation, a slime escaped its containment in the laboratory and began attacking everything it could.
“Ah~... Wait, is that it?”
“Why’on you get on over to the infirmary? Come on, get a move’on.”
She’d have to get to the infirmary quickly since the slime’s leftover corrosive acid would soon melt her clothes away.
Yuria held her ankle in an over the top manner.
“Ouch… the slime hurt my ankle. I can’t move anywhere at this rate.”
The slime was on your clothes, though?
“Hm. No choice. C’mere.”
I still felt a bit bad so I carried her next door to the infirmary. Wait, it was literally next door.
“O-Oh..?” Why are you so surprised? Isn’t this what you wanted?
I could feel some… extra weight on my back while piggybacking her. Is it strange?
I’m sure that if it was a couple of years ago, I’d be flushed and conscious of carrying a girl. Maybe it's the fact that she’s a highschooler and that I don’t want to catch a case?
“Yosh. Here’s yer stop.”
“Kyah!~ He’s taken me to a secluded location while I’m powerless to do anything about it! Ah, what’s he gonna do to me? Is he gonna…”
Is she trying to ruin my reputation or something? Why does her face say that she’s enjoying it more than I do?
“Son, the nurse is ‘ere. What do you mean secluded?”
“A son? Ah~ so you were thinking that far ahead… But I don’t want to carry that son of a bastard like you..”
Shoot. Some of my old informal speaking habits slipped out. And Yuria, you ruin the reputation of childhood friends all around the globe.
Seeing as how Yuria was thinking something unthinkable in her head, I decided to say goodbye to the nurse and leave.
In all honesty, I was more conscious of the short exchange with the nurse than Yuria’s senseless rambling. I’m not leaving the fact that the nurse reminded me of Kiryuin out of the equation though. Simply put, I’m too old to be falling for a highschooler.
“Whatever… Class is startin’ so I’d rather put more time into studyin’.”
Fine. What’s another 8 years? I can always start again. Retrying high school from scratch.
Boom! Zaaaap!
Passing by the training field, there was a class doing practical exercises with magic and swords. Not only was the game supposed to be a dating game, there was also magic. Low tier, mid tier, and high tier were the main levels of it. Primordial and Special Grade magic also existed, but those were conditional. Swordsmen had their own levels, but I couldn’t be bothered to learn about something so boring.
“Arms out! Backs straight! A good posture makes a good mage! Prove to those sword swingers that mages having hunched backs is just a stereotype.!”
“Yes, President!”
The figure with faded-purple hair looming overhead with levitation was Pae Prex. A major magicianist, the class president, and another heroine. Her story begins after you interact with her while learning magic. She makes fun of you, and you begin to get close to each other. Until she eventually, excuse my language again, spreads her legs open to another man.
“Haaah?! Did I just hear something strange from the book readers on the other side of the field?”
“Reading books isn’t an insult, you steel-fucker!”
On the other side of the field was her rival, Lev Yatan. A horse beastman with orange hair and a passion for swordsmanship. If only her passion extended to her studies as well. You can probably guess as to how she gets NTR’d. Even when you’ve made considerable progress to her affection meter, some shady guys offer her some ancient blade techniques.
“Y-You! Bring it on!”
“Did this blade lunatic finally lose her mind? Why would I ever challenge a swordsman in her range?”
A fight was inevitable. Pae prided herself in her mastery of magic, but even with all of her defensive spells, she wouldn’t stay inside of Lev’s strike range for long. There was nothing she couldn’t cut.
“Haaaah!”
“Haaaah!”
Clasp.
“And that’s ‘nough.”
Pae’s huge icicle and Lev’s unstoppable blade were held in place tightly. While I would usually let them fight until they tire each other out, we were running out of class time.
“As class rep, I cannot let y’ll take up any more time. Ms. Phaedro’s been waiting for a while now.”
“No, no, keep going. It was just getting interesting.” Seeing our teacher sitting on a lawn chair with pop corn made me lose all hope in this class.
“Tsk. You always butt in at the worst time. Whatever. Mages, get back to practice!”
Luckily, Pae backed off easily. Lev, however, was just staring at my hand the entire time as if she was entranced.
“Sorry if I held yer wrist too tightly. If I accidentally gripped your sword, that’d be the last thing it’d grip.”
“O-Oh, it’s alright. Your grip was just right…”
She’s got something wrong with her as well. No good, I’ll just monitor from a safe distance. To me, Lev’s a complete variable. I haven’t even attempted to progress her storyline when I played it. Wouldn’t want to accidentally cause a continuity error.
Especially with…
[Steal all five Women from the Protagonist to return to Earth!]
[0/5]
This bullshit…
I’m convinced now. The developers of this game must be predators. No other way around it. They even emphasized the word “women” when talking about highschoolers. But now I’m in a dilemma…
I have to return to Earth since I still have work on Monday, but I don’t exactly feel like going after underage girls.
[Time flows differently here!]
Thanks for the clarification, but that doesn’t exactly motivate me.
“What are you thinking so hard about?”
A face suddenly peeks through the invisible words floating in the air. It was Ms. Phaedro. She’s an unusually carefree teacher whose head is filled with nothing but drinking alcohol. Sometimes I wonder how she even got accepted as a teacher with her mindset, until I remember what kind of people the developers were.
“Nothing really.”
“Thought as much! Nothing but buttsex in that mind of yours. Don’t forget to meet me at the teacher’s lounge after school~”
This woman… she really irks me. She’s probably what corrupted the innocent Jack Hammer turned into such an intimidating figure.
I chose not to respond to her catcall, but it seems she inferred her own answer. After all, she’s the one that’s funding my tuition currently. Ms. Phaedro grinned ear to ear before going back to supervising the class. Comparing other women to Kiryuin isn’t exactly my favorite thing to do, but I’d say her bust size is about twice of Kiryuin-san’s.
“Hey! Watch it! Your magic just hit one of our training dummies!”
“That’s just a normal physiological response!”
The kids started arguing again.
“Sigh.. I need to get back home quickly.”
When I get back, I’ll give my Junior a good scolding!
