*

　In a dream, Makoto is reliving the life of Yamato Futoshi.
　It's just Makoto's opinion, but it's a blessed life.
　After all, he is a rich man.
　They can buy anything they want.
　Moreover, her parents were as loving as possible.
　At least that's how Mako felt.
　It wasn't until he entered the primary school at Okawa Gakuen that his peaceful life took a sudden turn.
　It was there that Futoshi was reminded of his place in the world.
　He may be rich in the eyes of the public, but at Okawa Academy he is below average in academics and physical strength.
　He was not blessed with good looks and his communication skills were not high.
　Inevitably, they would be relegated to the lower tier of the school caste.
　Once the caste is fixed, it is extremely difficult to rise above it.
　This is even more so at Okawa Gakuen, an integrated elementary, middle and high school education system.
　In the worst case scenario, you will spend 12 years of your life with the same caste until you graduate.
　Of course, Futoshi was not at ease with the situation.
　He worked hard to get out of the lower class.
　His grades improved as much as he tried, but that was only until the primary school.
　After secondary school, it was a constant downward spiral.
　In the midst of all this, some people would emerge with a talent.
　The praise directed at them drove Futoshi even further into a corner.
　It was around this time that he became more and more devoted to his otaku hobby.
　Futoshi developed a sense of inferiority in the midst of his depressed life.
　Then he moved to another world, and Futoshi was delighted.
　He saw it as a chance to escape from the lower levels of the school caste.
　But the reality was harsh.
　While some found value in Futoshi's being a guest (rarebito), no one found value in Futoshi as an individual.
　He felt like an abandoned bowl and hugged every woman he could find.
　He held every woman he could find in his arms, hoping that one day a woman would come along who would love him.

'No, no, that would be too much of a bug.
Whew!

　When Makoto opened his eyes, a canopy that looked like it had been seen somewhere covered his vision.

''........Christine's mansion?''

　Color Lust - I vaguely remember defeating Futoshi, but I don't remember how I came back.
　Normally, Yuka would have transferred the unconscious Makoto to me, but--''

''Good........good.''

　When I lifted myself up, I saw that Yuka and Fujika were propped up on the bed.
　Behind them, Laura was asleep in a chair.
　Makoto stared at the nape of Yuka's neck and swallowed raw.
　She felt very s*xy.
　Ummmmm, Yuka moaned and slowly opened her eyes.
　This is also a scene I've seen somewhere.

''........Good morning.''
You don't have your glasses on, do you?
He was beaten up and broken.

　Yuka said with a miffed - if merely staring - expression.

'Was it okay?'
'It's not okay!　It's going to cause more joints in my legs, and it's going to do so much damage that people are going to say I can't tell if I'm human or a pomegranate!

　Yuka raised her voice, but somewhat restrained, perhaps out of concern for Fujica and Laura.

"No, you see, it's a strong--
You don't have one.
I see.

　Mako patted her chest.
　He hadn't changed his usual demeanor, so I thought he might be, but hearing it from his own mouth was a relief.

'What happened after I got busted?'
Laura negotiated a deal with Commander Luke on your behalf and came back a step ahead of you.
I've done some bad things, haven't I?
Laura?　Or is it Commander Luke?
It's Commander Luke.

　I'll have to write a letter of apology, he scratched his head.
　After Yuka and the others were kidnapped, Makoto proposed a rescue mission to Luke.
　Even though he knew where they were thanks to Fene's magic item, he accepted the plan well, using the knights as bait.

''You seemed to be in a good mood, so you don't have to worry about it.
That's not how it works, you know.

　I want to continue to have a good relationship with them, and if a single letter can make that happen, it's cheap.

'Where are Fene and Liv?'
I'll be back at the inn. Also, Fujika is staying at the 'Golden Fleece' pavilion, so make sure she's well looked after.
Hey, yeah.

　Mako let out a sigh.

''Well come to think of it,''
What?

　When she looked at him, Yuka pulled herself away.
　Perhaps it was my imagination, but her cheeks were red.

''Well you have to wear glasses.''
You don't?

　Gulping, Yuka cleared her throat.

'You're not looking good.'
It's none of your business!

　Yuka said, her face turning red.

''Tch, it's a hell of an expense to have to buy a new pair of glasses.
It's not that much money.
It's a matter of mood. It's a matter of mood.

　I made nearly 2 million A just from this request alone, but it seems I can't divide the cost of the glasses as a fraction of the money.

'Haha, but this request was seriously hard.

　Yuka let out a sigh and plopped down on the bed.

'If you're tired, go back to the inn.
I would be if it wasn't for you.
Bad.
'You don't have to apologize. You helped me.

　Without further ado, Yuka fell silent.
　After a while, she couldn't bear the silence anymore and opened her mouth.

''Well it's my house (home),''
What's your house?
I'm a stay-at-home mom.
It's not that unusual, nowadays.

　'This is the first time Euka's ever talked about her family,' he said, lying on the bed.

'That's not an attitude to listen to,'
You don't have the attitude to talk to me either.
Yeah.

　Somehow, he thought that Yuka wasn't expecting a fruitful conversation.
　Well, everyone has the urge to confess.

''I'm ... sorry.''
If you're as naive as you usually are...
My mom always says that.
Is that a cliché?
'She was apologizing like she was in the habit of saying. Maybe she was sorry that she couldn't do what a mother and child ... what can I say, what a normal family can do normally.
You're cool,

　Makoto blurted out as he looked up at the canopy.

'I hated that. Because I didn't do anything to be apologized for.
Is that why you're so twisted?
I'd be lying if I said I had nothing to do with it.

　Yuka chuckles as she says that.
　I thought she was going to be angry, but she seems to have re-layed the mines.

'I'm ... well, I like myself just fine right now. Even if I look like an idiot to you, Araphora.
'I guess that means the twisted man has to be proud of his twists.
Yeah, that's right.

　Yuka said, her cheeks twitching.

'Speaking of which, didn't you say you were wearing a cat?'
That was a real mistake. I must have been floating around. I shouldn't have worn the cat-o'-the-cat, because when people don't like you, they don't like you.

　I feel like I'm opening up in the wrong direction, but I think it's great that he's not afraid to isolate himself or get hurt.

'Yuka wants to go home, right?'
Like I said before, I'm going back to my old world. I'm going to go back, finish high school, go to a prestigious university, work for a public company or become a civil servant.

　Yuka cut off the words there.

'So, I'm going to tell your mother. That you've grown up to be such a great person, there's no need to apologize.
Great.
At least the world won't be pointing its back at me.

　Hmm, Yuka sniffed.

''Well...''
You don't want to go back to your world, do you, Mako?
Yeah, no reason.

　After all this time, I realize that I've been cut off from my former world.
　But Yuka is still connected.
　Originally, I was going to lend my strength--.

''........Yuka.
What?
I'll take you back to your mother.
"-Oh!

　Yuka gasps and her face becomes flushed.
　It can't be her imagination that her eyes seem to be moistening.

Thanks.
Save that line for when you get back to your world.
"I'm going to the bathroom!

　Suddenly, Yuka stood up and walked out of the room.

''Well that's a tear in a demon's eye too.
There are no demons.

　I lifted my head and found Fujica propped up on the bed, looking at me.

'Let's get some more sleep.'
You have to come with me.

　After resting her head on the pillow, Fujica moved to the pillow and plopped down on the bed again.

'Yuka said you were okay, but were you sure you were okay?'
Don't worry, I didn't get raped.
Okay.

　Mako let out a breath of relief.

'Are you okay?'
The only person who got sandbagged was Yuka.
Where are Takeshi and Kirara?
Takeshi had his arms and legs broken and Kirara was just knocked out.

　'You're getting to the point,' blurted out Fujika.

''Well I've reviewed Yuka quite a bit,''
Didn't you call me Satou?
A lot happened while Makoto-san was unconscious.
Okay.

　My curiosity is piqued, but I feel like it's better not to ask.

'So how did you review it?'
He sandbagged me and told me to apologize, but I didn't...I just thought he was a great guy.
Well, sure.
You don't have to laugh.

　When Makoto chuckled, Fujika puffed out her cheeks.

'That Takeshi guy, he's a big guy, but he broke his bones and gave in easily.
Most people do.

　It's funny that Yuka doesn't apologize for being sandbagged.
　That's why people think he's a great guy, but...

The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that people are dying because of Takeshi and his team.　Isn't it strange that you apologize for that?
Yeah.

　If your boss is prioritizing self-preservation, your subordinates won't follow you.
　Especially when their lives are in your hands.

Have you talked to anyone else about this?
I don't. It's not my problem anymore.
It's dry.

　It's better than saying it out loud and causing resentment.

'Makoto-san isn't going back to his world.
You heard the man.
I see, Makoto-san isn't going home. Well, do you want me to stay behind?
Fujica doesn't want to go home?
'It's like I don't want to go back, or maybe I don't want to go back. It's like, you know, you go back to your old world and you know what's going to happen.
You mean you're feeling trapped?
Well, sort of.

　Fujika nodded vaguely.
　'I don't know what you're complaining about, but I suppose it means that rich or poor people have their problems.

'You don't say I'm spoiled?
Do you want me to tell you?
No thanks.
Well, I won't say. But you should think about it.
I'm thinking straight.
You should think about it three times over.
Triple?

　Fujika said with a frown.

'It's not uncommon for people to be full of holes even when they think they're serious about it, especially when they're young. It's even more so when you're young.
Preachy.
It's an old man's advice.

　You think you've thought it through at the time, but later you realize how poorly you've thought it through.

My life depends on it. I don't think there's anything to overthink.
....

　Fujika listens quietly.
　The fact that she's sticking out her lower lip in an uninteresting way is probably not unrelated to Mako's appearance.

'You say you're serious, but how can I be serious?'
You just have to figure out why you don't want to go home. The easiest way to do that is to write it down and figure out why or why not.

　It's a cause célèbre from a business book.

I also recommend it for times of anxiety.
Why?
I feel better when I can verbalize why I'm so anxious.
Is that a problem?
Pretend you've been tricked.
Hmmm, I'll try.

　Fujika nodded with a sense of reluctance.

''........Is that enough?''

　I looked at the direction of the voice and saw Laura looking at me with one eye open.

'If you were awake, give me a shout,'
I didn't feel comfortable talking to him.

　With that, Laura stood up.



　Makoto, Yuka and Fujika were led by Laura down the corridor of the mansion.

'It's been a long time since we've been here.
....
Hey!
What?
Don't ignore me.

　I looked next to her when she slapped me on the second arm and saw that Yuka looked miffed.

'Bad.'
Have you been sick?
Well, sort of.
'It can't be helped. When you're done with this, go to the inn and get some rest.
Yeah.
That's a real mess.

　When Makoto nodded, Yuka said seriously.

''........Shit.''

　I spit out a small amount and shake my head.
　This isn't good.
　This isn't good.
　I know it in my head, but I can't take my eyes off of Laura.
　I can't take my eyes off her tight ass.
　The smell wafting in the air is also disgusting.
　I can't help but think she's trying to debauch her brain.
　No matter how you look at it, it's the effect of s*xual lust, Makoto frowned.
　It had affected him when he took in greed, but that time it was a mental one.
　This time it was acting on the physical body.
　In short, it makes me horny.
　I'm aching and tingling.

''When we're done talking, I'll transfer you to the 'Golden Sheep' pavilion so you can hang on a little longer.
Yeah.

　Yuka said in a gentler than usual voice, and Makoto nodded.
　I've already had my fill, but I can't tell you the truth.

''Are you not feeling well, Makoto-sama?''
Can't you see that?

　Laura looked over her shoulder at Mako as Yuka asked back.

''Sure ... you might have a fever. Yo, if you don't mind, I'll take care of him.''
No, I'll stay at the inn.
Okay.

　Laura paragraphed drearily.
　I'm sorry, but I'd be sorry if you had to take care of me.
　Or rather, I would be committing a crime.
　I must avoid that at all costs.
　Laura stops and knocks on the door.
　A few moments later, there was a voice telling her to come in.

'Come in, please come in.'

　Makoto, Yuka and Fujika entered the room in that order.
　Christine was at her desk.
　As Makoto and the others moved slightly away from the desk, they heard a door closing behind them.

　As a master, I have a nose for it too!

　Haha, Christine laughed loudly as she slumped back down.

It's now known that I have strong men under my command. And to think that I could even increase my strength...
Um, I'm not that strong.
Hmm, I'll have to reward you for this.

　Fujica said apologetically, but Christine didn't take it up.

'The reward alone--'
You should take what you can get.

　Yuka interrupts Makoto's words.
　Apparently, she doesn't understand the girl named Christine.

'How about Laura over there?'
Please don't do this.

　Mako gulped down a gulp of raw saliva and managed to squeeze out the words.
　Why would he make a devilish proposal in this aching state?

'That's a bit mind-blowing, isn't it?'
Are you sure?

　Just as I was about to look back or not, Laura packed in.
　The sweet scent tickled my nostrils and that alone was enough to make me feel like I was about to reach it.

'Laura, push and push and push!
I know there's a bit of an age difference, but...

　Laura gently squeezed Makoto's hand.
　Looking at her slightly uptight face, she felt like she didn't have to hold back anymore.
　No, no, Mako shook her head.

'Please accept my first time!
It's heavy!
Yeah, yeah!

　Christine exclaimed, and Laura screamed in confusion.

'I don't want a late bride to ask for her first one!　Blame it lightly, lightly, like you don't have to take responsibility for it!
No!
Why?
I just want you to get it right the first time!
Give it up and I'll take care of you.
Master Makoto!　Make it right, make it right!　Oh, but at this point in time, my mistress - this is not a happy marriage -
Don't you dare disrespect my concubine!

　Christine slammed the desk and barked.

'Master Mako!'
No, stop!

　Laura tried to close the distance further, and Mako pulled away with all her reasoning.
　Then Laura gave him a hurt look.

''Well, Mako-sama,''
Sorry, I'm not feeling very well.
No, I'm sorry I got carried away.
What, you're not feeling well? Why didn't you just say so?
That's not how it works.

　Laura and Christine's kindness inspires me to feel guilty.

'You don't have to worry about your reward,'
''Yeah, and the other thing about the Seven Evil Spiritualists, I don't want you to go around mentioning that we beat them.
Why?
'I had Commander Luke do a lot of favors for me. You wouldn't want to ruin a man like that, would you?
Mmmm.

　Christine groaned, raising her eyebrows in difficulty.

'I don't have a choice,'
Can't you send me some sort of thank-you note while you're at it?
Very well. Good. And you've done what you came here to do. What else?

　Christine has a reluctant look on her face as she asks if there is anything else.
　I can almost hear the voice in my mind saying, "Don't ask me.

'I don't think there's anything else.'
Okay.

　Christine patted her chest.

''Well I guess it's my turn.
Please.

　I'm already so horny I'm losing my mind.

'Luno Kesta Agata!　O Periolis the Imperishable, like a corridor joined together, be the path I walk!　Reveal!　Transfer (teleportation)!

　Mako closed her eyes as a floating sensation enveloped her.
　When he opened his eyes, he found himself on the ground floor of the "Golden Sheep" pavilion - the dining room.
　Suddenly, he was freed from the floating sensation and lost his balance.
　Normally I would be able to stop stepping, but maybe I'm really not feeling well.
　Oh, don't fall down, and just when I was prepared to do so--

'Oops.'

　With that voice I was enveloped in a soft touch.
　This touch is ribbed.
　The smell of sweat irritates my nasal passages with a tingle.
　It's not unpleasant.
　On the contrary, the smell of sweat is enough to make you feel like you're reaching for it.
　I grit my teeth and bear it.
　A second, two seconds - a long time passed, and the wave finally passed.
　Makoto pulled himself away from Liv, shaking off his nearly depleted reasoning.

'I was surprised to see you shift out of nowhere. What's wrong with you?
'I wasn't feeling well, so I came home first. Where's Fene and Sherry?
Fene is shopping and Shelly is out back, right?

　Well, Mako let out a breath of relief.
　He's past the stage of asking Sherry to calm him down.
　If he pounced on the impulse, he'd hurt Shelly.
　I shake my head, knowing it won't help, but I shake my head.
　He walks off with a wild breath.

'I'm going to give you a shoulder to lean on,'
No, I don't need to!
Don't push your luck. You're one of us.

　Before I could stop him, Liv supported Mako.
　She tried to resist, but she couldn't help it.
　Liv climbed the stairs with Mako supported and opened the door to room 101.
　She pushes the door closed with her hips.
　The bed comes closer.
　Suddenly, I think of Shelly - or more accurately, the Mutsuko affair with her.
　I have fantasies of holding Liv, as if that was a call to arms.

'Li, Liv, this is as far as it goes,'
You're welcome.
Chig--

　Mako resisted.
　Even though he was favored, it was not good to hold him under the influence of color lust.
　But was it wrong to resist?
　Or was it a divine prank?
　Makoto had pushed Liv down on the bed.

'Ri, Liv?'
I'm glad you finally got around to it.

　Liv smirks at him.

'I'm sorry. I can't take it anymore.
It's obvious.

　Liv raised her head and focused on a point in Mako's mind.
　Hah, hah, he repeated his rough breathing and rolled up his paleo.
　But--.

'Teh, chastity belt?'

　Mako held her head and crouched down on the spot.
　Liv was wearing a chastity belt over her loincloth.

'Ka, where's the key?'
Don't be so negative.

　Liv said dumbly, and took the key from her chest.
　She takes the key from him and tries to insert it into the keyhole.
　But her hands were shaking and she couldn't get it in easily.

'Calm down,'

　Liv raises herself up and places her own in Makoto's hand.
　She almost shakes it off, but barely holds on.

'Yeah, yeah, stay tuned.'

　I inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it.
　There was a clicking sound, and that was enough to make me almost reach it.

'.........ribs.
You don't have to say a word.

　Liv grinned, and Mako - she was a beast.

*

Oh, God, I'm f*cked.
"You're a real jerk!

　Mako looked up at the ceiling and moaned, and Shelly sat up.
　She puffed out her cheeks, perhaps to show that she was angry.
　By the way, Shelly was lying on top of Mako.

'I wish I could have kept my strength up.

　Liv, who was lying face down next to him, said a little apologetically.
　Oh my God, said Makoto, covering his face with his hands.
　He didn't expect that he would attack Shelly, who had come to check on him--.

'I knew it was the influence of lust?
You knew that you were doing this, didn't you?
'I didn't think it would involve Shelly, though.

　Liv rumbled without seeming to take offense.

'I don't know what to do,'
Don't blame it on your own people. Oh, well, you don't have to take it so seriously, do you?
You don't have to take it so seriously.
We have the money, we'll figure it out.

　Liv said in a matter-of-fact tone.

'You've got marriage and all that.'
I don't think I want to get married. What about you, Shelly?
I don't know!

　Shelly turned away pouty.
　Let's die with the flow, Mako decided as she rubbed Shelly's chest.