Ch. 55 Is It Really Okay to Sign This Contract…?
by AfuhfuihgsChapter 55 – Is It Really Okay to Sign This Contract…?
“Ugh… you fucking bitch, you clearly said once a day was the maximum….”
Forcibly waking up my dizzy mind, I found that it was late evening. Looking around, the succubus who had been bound was nowhere to be seen, and only my friend, beaten to a pulp, was sprawled on the floor.
I called out to the Fox Deity to ask about the situation while surveying the messy house, but she remained silent as if she was asleep. Unable to find any answers, I finally got up and began to move around to find out the situation myself.
The first thing I checked was my friend sprawled on the floor. His clothes, which had been fine before, were torn to shreds and his body was covered in bruises, but he still looked relatively good compared to the state of the house.
By the way, how much did that no-appeal species rub against him during that short time? Her smell was still on his body, which was disgusting and needed to be removed quickly. I used my luscious tail to wrap around my friend and lift him up, then moved to the kitchen, which was in relatively good condition. There, I found a note that seemed to have been written by the Fox Deity.
The handwriting looked hastily scrawled, as if she had been in a very urgent situation. I began to slowly decipher and read the note written by the Fox Deity.
<I apologize in advance for the rushed writing, as I had little divine possession time left. Firstly, I successfully wrapped up the editor situation. That lustful spirit generously agreed to work without pay. I scared her enough that she won’t intrude again. Even in the unlikely event she does, by then you would be able to handle her on your own.>
<Oh, and don’t panic too much when you wake up and find me gone. I’ve just temporarily left due to an urgent matter. It will probably take about a week at the shortest, or ten days at the longest. It’s for your well-being, so don’t complain much. Since something might happen while I’m gone, keep your friend by your side. He will protect you from any potential danger.>
<I’ve also disciplined him well, so he won’t cheat again. Don’t worry and enjoy your love.>
“Love my ass, you damned Fox Deity.” I crumpled up the note left by the Fox Deity and threw it in the trash.
“I’ll never undergo female corruption, got it? Why would I have sex with someone like him!”
It was disgusting just to imagine. Me swaying my hips on top of that bald gym rat like a beast in heat? At least make some sense, dammit!
While I might find it arousing in a lewd doujin, for me to be on the receiving end like that….
“No way, definitely not. That’s arousing because it’s fiction. Bringing fiction into reality is absolutely not okay.”
As I was vigorously shaking my head to get rid of the dirty thoughts, my friend, who had apparently woken up, tickled my luscious tail, complaining that it was suffocating.
“Hey, loosen this up! I can’t breathe! Are you trying to asphyxiate your only friend?”
“Asphyxiate? That word sounds pretty dirty… heung….”
“Stop talking nonsense and release me now, you perverted fox.”
At my ball friend’s outburst, I immediately loosened my tail that was wrapped around him.
Now, freed from my tail, he took several deep breaths before sighing heavily as if he’d survived something horrible.
“Whew… I finally feel like I can live. I really thought I was going to die, you bastard.”
“Stop exaggerating. I know you actually liked it.”
“That’s not wrong, but it felt like I was being euthanized, so it was kind of weird. Not a particularly good experience.”
He grabbed one of my luscious tails, pulled it towards himself, and began to stroke it, showing his satisfaction with a goofy smile.
“Bondage and vore aren’t to my taste.”
“Why not? Vore material is quite good. How arousing is it to violate a female fox who wants to resist but can’t resist at all?”
“The subject was a man just now, you idiot.”
“Oh.”
Come to think of it, he was right. I just created a disgusting scene of binding a man and making him unable to resist. Ugh… imagining it again made me want to vomit, fuck.
To forget the disgusting imagination, I hurriedly picked up my smartphone to check commission requests, and soon I could see a message from the gacha game advertiser.
<I apologize for contacting you at such a late hour, and thank you very much for considering our contract positively, ‘FoxKemomimiSoHot♡’. I’m contacting you regarding the contract. Is now a good time?>
The message had arrived 20 minutes ago. Since they contacted me late in the evening, way past office hours, I thought it would be alright to reply and sent a message to the advertiser.
<I’m sorry, I was working on a commission request and didn’t see it. Now is fine.>
As if they had been waiting for my reply, the advertiser immediately responded.
<Then, how would you like to talk? Do you prefer in-person or remote?>
<Due to certain circumstances, remote would be better.>
<Shall we communicate via Discord? Or by phone?>
<Let’s do it by phone. If you provide your phone number, I’ll contact you right away.>
At the advertiser’s words, I mindlessly left my contact information in the chat, and soon, an unknown number appeared on my phone screen. As the cheerful sound of the mobile phone echoed throughout the house announcing a call, I remembered one fact I had forgotten.
“Ah, come to think of it, I can’t talk.”
What was I thinking when I confidently gave out my contact information? Such an idiot I was.
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Fortunately, really fortunately, our angelic advertiser said it would be fine to proceed with the contract via chat. Such a wonderful person even proposed satisfactory contract terms from the start, and when I asked my friend to review it in case I was being taken advantage of, he also said it wasn’t bad.
After setting all the contract terms, when the heavenly advertiser said they would create and send the contract by tomorrow. I cautiously asked the advertiser the obvious question.
Why entrust an important 1-year anniversary broadcast to a small streamer like me? There were popular celebrities and many broadcasters and YouTubers much more entertaining than me, so why choose me who dealt with obscene abnormal sexual desires?
The advertiser answered rather calmly after receiving my question. They said they were a regular viewer of my broadcasts and found them very entertaining. They entrusted me with the game’s 1-year anniversary broadcast because I seemed capable enough, saying such grateful words.
A very gentlemanly person, completely different from viewers who constantly sexually harassed me by saying my baby factory was robust and demanded I produce arousing abnormal fetish drawings. Moved by a feeling I had never experienced since changing into a gumiho, I asked for the advertiser’s username, and the moment I heard it. My sense of gratitude was shattered.
<It’s a bit embarrassing username… haha…. It’s ‘RabbitHoleLickLick’.>
…That username sounded familiar. If I wasn’t wrong, this guy was one of the worst among the malicious viewers? Let me check if it was really that person. I used my phone to access Halo Streaming and started watching a replay of a recent broadcast, clicking on the part where I recalled malicious viewers would be active. And….
<Ah, it’s spoiled.>
<This one too… is spoiled!>
<Host, can’t you draw something fresh? Your recent drawings seem too ripe?>
<Draw something small and cute for once… I’m tired of big ones….>
<Ripeㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ>
I ended up confirming the ugly side of the once-angelic advertiser.
“No way, our angelic advertiser couldn’t possibly be such a pedo bastard.”
It must be a joke. This guy was definitely someone who watched broadcasts quietly without chatting normally. Such a gentlemanly person couldn’t possibly be a perverted pedophile malicious viewer, right? I believe in our advertiser.
Denying the unbelievable reality, I asked the advertiser another question, but they drove in the nail as if telling me to recognize reality.
<I’m sorry, but that is indeed my username. Why do you ask? Are you surprised that a malicious viewer is such a decent person? That can happen, everyone hides their ugly sides, after all. It’s you, the streamer who doesn’t control your abnormal sexual desires, who is strange.>
After receiving the shocking answer from the advertiser, I staggered over to my friend and complained.
“What?”
“Should I… really go through with this contract? They say money isn’t to blame, but I feel really ambivalent about this.”
“That game’s name is… oh.”
After checking the game’s name and nodding once, my friend spoke to me in an infinitely serious voice.
“I’m not a pedo, but Selina Maman is arousing.”
…Just go and die already. You hopeless pedo furry enthusiast bastard.
NoBuenot
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