Busujima Saeko gritted her teeth and stayed silent.
Her heart swelled with regret—directed not at her attacker, but at Akira.
Mr. Akira, I'm sorry.
Saeko has already been defiled. She is unworthy of you.
When I regain the ability to move freely, I will commit seppuku for Mr. Akira's sake.
She thought this with utter seriousness. If her father's katana were still in her hand, she might have unhesitatingly pinned herself and the man behind her together right then and there.
Feels good, doesn't it?
Die of pleasure.
At that moment, Akira reached out and turned Busujima Saeko's face toward him.
She wanted to see which vile creature would do such a thing.
But the moment she turned her head—
Busujima Saeko's thoughts exploded. She froze completely.
Akira laughed. "How about that? Didn't expect it, did you? The person who did this is so young and handsome."
He was half-joking.
But Saeko didn't see it that way.
Everything that had just happened had felt too real—so real that she had already convinced herself she was a victim. Then she looked back and realized it was the one she loved.
What kind of situation was this?
Had Akira gone to all this trouble just to play a joke?
No.
He was role-playing. And he was enjoying it.
Honestly, if he wanted to role-play, he should have just said so directly. Why all the roundabout tactics?
Still, she hadn't expected Akira's true strength to reach such a level.
You want to role-play? I'll play you to death.
Busujima Saeko suddenly struggled, about to curse out loud.
But Akira would never let her. He lowered his head and blocked her mouth.
Then God's Hand activated—choking Saeko's words back into her throat. Not a single syllable escaped in the end.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
The phone vibrated.
Busujima Saeko lay sprawled to the side.
Akira had his fill, gave her one last glance, then left the dojo and returned to the game's operating interface.
Sigh~.
This dojo was identical to the one in the real world.
He wondered: had the Eroge scanned his brain and replicated the buildings inside? Or perhaps the things it referenced were the same as what he already knew.
Since it was a reskin, naturally the associated settings were reskinned too.
Just like Kirigaya Suguha's parents. Just like Kasumigaoka Utaha's home.
Utaha lived alone. Suguha originally had parents—she just didn't have the brother she should have had.
Now, Busujima Saeko's dojo was the same as in the real world of the anime crossover. Entirely traceable.
Pursuing 100% simulation wasn't just about bringing real-world things into the game.
Tsk~.
Why think so much? It's just Eroge. Just do it.
With that thought, the strange feeling that had just risen instantly vanished without a trace.
However, when he tried to go for another round while the iron was hot, Busujima Saeko's option became unselectable.
Huh?
So after being taken, you really need to rest for one round?
This was a bit too realistic, damn it.
Seeing that only Suou Yuki—the highest-level character—was still lit up, Akira clicked on her indifferently.
It's good to gather some more information.
Now with Existence Weakening (50%), I can definitely go further.
The scene before Akira's eyes changed.
A bolt of lightning struck directly.
What's going on?
Because of the previous failure, it's adding an environmental buff for me?
The wind howled. Rain swept in gusts. Akira stood in the downpour; visibility was less than ten meters.
Holy crap. What kind of tailing is this? Who goes out in this kind of weather for no reason? Isn't that asking for death?
Clang!
A roadside tree was blown down, falling entirely onto the road. The water on the roadway had already reached ankle depth.
But a black sedan still cautiously probed forward, trembling with fear.
Akira recognized that car.
It was the one Suou Yuki took when she left school. His presence here proved that Suou Yuki was almost certainly inside.
Is this tailing?
It's more like letting me go rescue someone.
But then again—
This kind of weather. A stalled car. Getting drenched. Seeking shelter from the rain.
And then, while sheltering, things start to get weird.
This plot was relatively rare in Eroge games, but because the missions in this chapter were too homogeneous, it was a decent fusion.
Hahaha!
Thinking he'd find her here, Akira hid by the roadside, waiting for the car to break down and for Suou Yuki to get out and take shelter from the rain.
But at that moment, something suddenly flew toward them.
The rain was too heavy—even Akira couldn't see clearly what it was.
Bang!
It was as if a bomb had been thrown onto the road. The splashing debris directly shattered the car window.
Standing by the roadside, Akira finally saw what that thing was.
A fish head. With a fin embedded in the glass.
He stroked his chin, somewhat uncertain.
Was this Eroge actually drawing material from his brain?
He had just cleared a large wave of the Deep Sea Tribe yesterday, and now this stuff was appearing directly in the game.
So what was the plot? Escorting Suou Yuki home through the Deep Sea Tribe? And then…?
If that was really the plot, not even a dog would play it.
But with such a realistic Eroge, shouldn't he be creating his own storyline?
Having played it safe for two rounds in a row, Akira felt like his brain was short-circuiting.
Bang!
He punched a nearby building, prying out a large chunk of concrete. Then, under the effect of Precise Throwing, he hurled it toward the sedan.
The chunk smashed directly into the trunk. The rear wheel hub was also damaged.
The car stopped dead in its tracks.
Akira naturally couldn't just stand there and let Suou Yuki see him.
But the next second—
He was teleported out of the game.
Failed?
Akira was bewildered. He looked down at his hands.
With 43.3 Agility, moving in a typhoon, there was no way Suou Yuki could have seen him. And throwing rocks wasn't against the rules.
The only remaining possibility was that someone else in the car—someone acting as Suou Yuki's eyes—had spotted him.
But Akira had no information about this person in his mind.
Hiss~.
Because her family was rich, she'd hired a bodyguard? That was highly likely.
When he tried to force his way in, it wasn't actually Suou Yuki who discovered him, but this pair of eyes instead.
As expected of a black-level boss. Without 75% Existence Weakening, this would be a real headache.
It's fine, it's fine. He still had four more chances tonight. He didn't believe he couldn't clear it even with this.
[Name: Akira]
[Age: 18]
[Occupation: Convenience Store Clerk]
[Strength: 19.8]
[Agility: 45.3]
[Endurance: 20.2]
[Spirit: 35.8]
[Skills: Martial Arts Mastery (Perfect), Precise Throwing (Perfect), Mastery of Swordsmanship (Perfect), God's Hand, Two-Pronged Approach, Bewitch Heart (Trophy), Existence Weakening (Currently unlocked 50%).]
After glancing at his current attributes, Akira was full of confidence and energy. He immediately got up.
As soon as he opened the door, a charming Busujima Saeko stepped forward.
"Honey, what would you like for breakfast?"