Chapter 22 – Honestly, Aren’t I Just a Normal Pervert?

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I had a dream.

A dream where numerous tentacles destroyed my home, kidnapped me, violated me, and eventually killed me through excessive pleasure.

It was such a realistic and shitty dream that I woke up kicking off my blanket.

“Huff… huff… fuck…”

Was it because I drew a fox shrine maiden being violated by tentacles and got a broadcast ban? It was truly a ridiculous dream.

My soft, squishy breasts were transformed into various shapes by tentacles, while my lower body was until I passed out….

“This is all because of the heat period.”

The reason I was having such strange and vulgar dreams was the heat period!

If it weren’t for it, I wouldn’t have had such an erotic dream.

I wouldn’t have been momentarily captivated by my friend’s male pheromones, and—

No, that’s not right. But anyway,….

After waking up from that crazy dream, the sun was already high in the sky.

From the kitchen, I heard clattering sounds just like in my dream.

“…Could it be a prophetic dream?”

What if I went to the kitchen and that crazy tentacle shaman was there? What should I do?

In my dream, my secret weapon, the frying pan, was completely useless.

Kitchen knives didn’t work at all. For me, who can only use physical attacks, tentacles were literally the worst match-up.

By the way, this was too vivid for a dream. Could it have actually happened?

I thought about it briefly, but the house was intact, so I quickly erased that thought.

Yeah, probably just that it’d been a long time since I had such a crazy dream, so the memory lingered.

I grabbed a frying pan from under the bed and tiptoed toward the kitchen, and when I saw who was cooking in the kitchen, I carefully put the frying pan down on the table.

“Oh, it’s you?”

“Why are you picking a fight as soon as you wake up? Am I not allowed to cook?”

“No… that’s not it. Why are you cooking in someone else’s kitchen? You can cook plenty at your magnificent house. You have lots of ingredients too.”

“I’m cooking to fill your stomach that hasn’t eaten anything for a day. Instead of picking a fight here, go mass-produce some furry porn.”

Hearing my friend speak with a frown as if annoyed, I asked with doubt in my voice:

“You say I haven’t eaten anything for a day? That can’t be.”

“You slept for over 24 hours, so of course you couldn’t eat, you bastard. Is this perhaps a side effect of your heat period? Like in doujin settings where if you hold back on sex, you fall asleep without being able to do anything.”

“That makes sense, but I don’t want to admit it. By the way, I was wondering why I was so damn hungry, so it’s because I haven’t eaten anything for a day? So what’s on the menu for breakfast today?”

“I prepared a simple brunch. Toast with strawberry jam, fried eggs, and sausages. For drinks, I just took out some cider from the fridge.”

“Throw away the cider. It’s been several months since I drank it.”

“Hmm, fermented with furry saliva for months? I can’t resist this.”

“It hasn’t even been a month since I transformed, idiot. Are you really gay?”

When I looked at him with contemptuous eyes, he blushed and avoided my gaze.

“This is a reward.”

“You crazy bastard.”

“Can’t you change into your furry form and look at me with contempt like last time? I really want to lick your paws.”

“Can’t you just kill yourself? It’s disgusting that you’re my friend.”

“Contemptuous eyes and cursing too, haah…. It’s vulgar, but I’ve gotten ‘erect’.”

Fucking crazy…!

What are God and the King of the Underworld doing, not taking away this crazy pervert?

When I looked at him with pathetic eyes, I heard voices of two old men-like auditory hallucinations.

[Heaven doesn’t deal with such perverts. Send him to hell.]

[Hell is for those who sinned in life, not for such crazy people. Just send him to heaven.]

[Hell!]

[Heaven!!!]

See, even God and the King of the Underworld were rejecting this crazy furry bastard.

When that guy dies, wouldn’t he wander the earth because there was no place that will accept him?

Not just possible, but this theory was probably very likely.

That guy’s abnormal sexual desire was at a level that even succubi and virgin ghosts would find it disgusting.

After finishing that thought, I slowly ate the brunch my friend brought and carefully asked him.

“I’m asking this seriously, when are you going to kill yourself?”

—

A week since the heat period started.

For me, who had been enduring the endless boiling sexual desire, hallucinations finally began to appear.

What kind of hallucinations?

[T-That’s not a hole for insertion…!!! T-Take it ouuut!!!]

[Hehe… it fits perfectly. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it’s made just for me.]

[N-no… th-this hole at least isn’t…!]

[Swallow it to the end! Swallow it to the root! Ahahahahahaha!!!]

What comes to mind when you hear this conversation?

A pure love couple enjoying anal?

Or, a woman trying to protect something precious and a rapist trying to violate such a woman?

If you thought of such things, you could be considered a person with normal sexual desires.

Why?

Because what I was seeing now was the embodiment of the degeneracy that most normal people couldn’t imagine.

So who were these beings saying these lines?

None other than a mechanical pencil’s lead stick and a mechanical pencil.

Were you surprised?

I was surprised too.

Such idiotic things appearing before my eyes, and yet they made me feel itchy between my legs. What could I feel but surprise?

“I think… I’m going crazy….”

Could it be that someone cast a hallucination spell or magic on me?

Or was the Fox Deity playing tricks to resolve my heat period?

With suspicious thoughts, I glared at the Fox Deity, but she just stared back blankly as if she knew nothing.

– What’s wrong? Do you have something to discuss with me again?

“No, it doesn’t seem like it’s you. A useless Fox Deity like you wouldn’t be able to cast a hallucination spell on me.”

– …You suddenly call me and then attack my character. Were you that bored doing nothing?

“It’s better than an impregnation attack, you bitch. Be thankful I only attacked your character.”

– I think an impregnation attack is better than a character attack. Besides, you don’t even have a weapon for an impregnation attack, do you?

That bitch, she took away my siege weapon and still talked such shit.

“I’m saying this sincerely, but when you find a physical body, I’m going to fuck you like a dog even if I have to use a strap-on. This will happen no matter what.”

– Good grief, you have no sexual experience but your mouth is so active. Do you need to be fucked in reverse to come to your senses?

“With all the techniques I’ve seen in R19 doujins, you think I’d be fucked by the likes of you? For a man to be fucked by a woman is the ultimate shame. If I hand over the initiative to you, I’d be a dog, a dog….”

– Well, fine. It wouldn’t be bad for me to step in and turn you into a ‘bitch’ myself.

As the Fox Deity finished speaking, I felt something draining from my body, and soon I collapsed on the floor with a strong sense of weakness.

“Wh-what’s happening suddenly…. Why, why can’t I move my body?”

“It’s because this lady has <Manifested>. The weakness you feel is because I used too much mystical power while <Manifesting>.”

Forcing my immobile body to turn toward the seductive voice coming from behind, I saw the Fox Deity, whom I had only seen in a spirit state, standing in front of me with a physical form.

“I couldn’t tell when I was in spirit form, but judging by the lewd and vulgar smell in the room, you’re already no different from a ‘bitch’.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! It’s only because I’m in heat now. Normally, it’s….”

“Even before the heat period, didn’t you spend enjoyable time alone? Shall this lady repeat the vulgar words you’ve said with her own mouth?”

Were foxes really such cunning animals?

The true gumiho, the Fox Deity, unlike a fake gumiho like me, exuded a dangerous level of bewitchment and fascination, and unknowingly, my heart was gradually being captivated by her.

I needed to come to my senses, but I couldn’t.

Seeing such a bewitching appearance, wouldn’t only gay men be able to maintain their senses?

No? Even gay men, upon witnessing such a fascinating appearance, would abandon their homosexuality and straighten.

As I barely controlled my wildly boiling sexual desire and looked at the Fox Deity, she covered her mouth and laughed happily as if finding it interesting.

“You really are amusing. Most humans, regardless of age or gender, go crazy and try to possess this lady just by seeing her body. But you, who want to possess this lady more than anyone, are holding back like this.”

“Isn’t that obvious? Rather than going crazy and not being able to properly feel, isn’t it better to maintain sanity and enjoy that body as deliciously as possible?”

“Huhuhu. You’re right, you’re right. However….”

The Fox Deity approached me, who couldn’t move a muscle, and poked my lower abdomen with her index finger.

“It seems that you taking the initiative in mating with this lady is a matter for the distant future.”

At the same time, my lower abdomen rumbled, kyung- kyung-

And my mind went completely blank.

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