Chapter 363

Chapter 363

Reincarnated User Manual.

Episode 363: Hora Mo Zenzen (2)

This wasn’t the first time she cried in front of Hyun-jun.

Of course, she was not talking about those very young elementary school days.

She cried when she fell and scraped her knees, and she also shed a few tears when Hyun-jun’s mother told her to stay over because she didn’t want to go home.

‘…I thought I didn’t cry much, but I guess I cried a lot.’

But the most memorable time was when Hyun-jun bought a violin.

They lived in the same neighborhood, but Hyun-jun came from a well-off family. Yura, on the other hand, grew up in a single-parent household with limited means.

A decent violin cost about 5 million won, and a good one could exceed 10 million. For Yura’s family situation, even seeing one was a challenge.

That’s why she cried.

As high schoolers, they already knew everything. There was no way Hyun-jun didn’t know about Yura’s family circumstances.

Since he was always outdone by Yura in studies and everything else, he probably wanted to escape the feeling of being compared to her in something she couldn’t do due to her realistic situation.

-That’s unfair. Why a violin all of a sudden? You know our family’s situation… That’s really unfair…

But what did that matter?

Bastard. Son of a bitch.

-Do you know I like you and you’re doing this on purpose? Or do you still not know? Do you really hate me?

While Yura’s immature expression of her feelings was partly her fault, at the time, there was no other way.

It was the clumsy emotional expression of a teenage girl… but also because! She wanted to do everything with him, and being with him was fun, which made the sense of betrayal toward Hyun-jun even greater.

Of course, she regretted that time now. When Hyun-jun later became good at the violin, she should have genuinely congratulated him and shrugged it off.

Instead, she stupidly felt insecure and embarrassingly sobbed.

…Still, wasn’t there a saying about life’s ups and downs?

Now, at the brink of death, she had been able to meet Hyun-jun again.

Humans were creatures that rose again after failure.

Back then, she was too young, but now, with a more mature mind, she wouldn’t make the same mistake even if she knew better.

There were too many competitors around, but she believed she could endure it all.

‘I liked Hyun-jun first. And I’m the one who loves him the most.’

Yura was confident.

Even though she was still a virgin after two weeks of ‘naturally pursuing sex’… she could always adapt flexibly to the situation.

Since she had already expressed her feelings first, now she wanted to appeal more actively in terms of sex.

“…So, you bought these things?”

Shiron looked suspiciously at the items Yura had brought.

Aphrodisiacs, an anal plug with a fur ball, furry handcuffs, and even a vibrator with an unknown mechanism…

To think she could fit so many items into her coat—Yura must have grown thicker-skinned without him noticing.

“…Why?”

But even so, it didn’t make sense. If she wanted sex, she could have knocked on the door at night like everyone else. Why use such a complicated and troublesome method?

“Why on earth?”

It didn’t make sense.

“Could it be that you have these kinds of preferences? Like rape fantasies or being forced…”

Even so, Shiron tried sincerely to understand Yura. She was a friend he had desperately searched for, and she was too precious to lose just because of some perverse tastes.

“No way.”

With that, his line of thought shifted.

Shiron tried to observe from a more relaxed perspective.

“Well, the innocent high school girl Shin Yura is dead. It’s not strange if, during the nearly thirty-year gap, I don’t know about the new sexual boundaries she developed.”

“Uh… didn’t I tell you? I died at twenty-six…”

“Really? Anyway, I’ll try to understand your sexual boundaries. Who’s going to criticize an adult of twenty-six for how they have sex?”

“…”

Yura couldn’t actively argue back due to her shame.

She was already on the verge of running out crying from embarrassment, so there was no way she could think straight.

On the other hand, Shiron, who had sorted things out, approached Yura directly.

“Then.”

Click—

A clear metallic sound.

“?”

Handcuffs were placed on Yura’s wrists.

“…”

A brief silence, and then Yura’s flushed face turned cold.

“Uh… Hyun-jun?”

“Yeah?”

“Why are you putting handcuffs on me?”

“What? You don’t want to have sex?”

Though her questioning was filled with anxiety, Shiron ignored it and tied her up tightly with rope so she couldn’t move.

“You said you’d be more proactive. Wasn’t this your way of saying you wanted to have sex?”

“…I do want to, but… why are you tying me up?”

“What are you talking about?”

Cutting her off, Shiron looked down at Yura with an incredulous expression.

“You brought all these things.”

“…”

“Didn’t you bring them because you wanted to use them?”

“Uh… I did bring them, but it wasn’t really my intention…”

Yura stammered, avoiding his piercing gaze.

She brought them, but she didn’t intend to bring them… Even as she said it, she wasn’t sure what she meant, but here’s the situation.

-Shiron has had so much sex that he probably won’t be satisfied with normal sex.

That was what Lucia said when Yura asked for advice. Yura felt like the sky was falling.

-Am I… not attractive enough?

-Your face is pretty, but overall, I’d say you’re a bit plain.

-That plain?

-Don’t you have smaller breasts than me?

-…

-And since you haven’t trained in martial arts, your thighs and hips are a bit plain too.

-But! I’ve been working hard. I don’t have an ounce of fat! And despite running around so much, I don’t have any ugly scars…!

-Yura, you just don’t understand men’s hearts.

Tsk tsk tsk. For some reason, Lucia said it with a hint of pride.

-I told you earlier, Shiron has had so much sex that he’s unlikely to be satisfied with normal sex now.

-Yeah, that’s true.

-So, wouldn’t a woman with scars be more attractive? When I was Kyrie, I had scars that were moderately attractive, so Shiron definitely liked that!

-…Is that how it works?

-Oh, come on! Look at the women Shiron has been with!

Lucia poked at Yura’s chest while listing the women Shiron had been with.

Yuma, with horns and breasts bigger than her head.

Siriel, who also had breasts as big as her head and had been pining for Shiron since childhood.

Lucia, the cutest and most adorable in the world, with big breasts, no fat, and a perfect physique.

A woman who, despite dressing as a man, exuded a sinister female scent.

A woman who, drugged and bundled together, rolled around with that woman.

A dark-skinned woman with a fierce face, no manners, but big breasts and a slender figure.

Seira, a 700-year-old elf. Seira also had breasts as big as her head and, having been with Shiron since childhood, also took on a motherly role.

-But what about you? You don’t have big breasts. You don’t have long, shapely legs or the suction-cupped lower region of a succubus.

-That’s true…

-You’d be better off as Latera. At least Latera has a daughter-like charm that’s stimulating.

-But I can’t just turn back into Latera…

Could she?

For a moment, the idea tempted her. But no, that wasn’t right.

The sheer embarrassment of even imagining it. Now that her memories had returned, to lisp and smile as if she knew nothing…

Even if she paid 700,000 points to regress physically, reverting her mind was far too risky.

The power of oblivion, amnesia, dementia… Yura only had circumstantial evidence of how she became Latera.

Was it really worth regressing to a child just to have more sex?

‘Maybe I could give birth to a daughter like Latera…?’

…Anyway, this whole mess was entirely Lucia’s fault.

-If your body won’t do, you have to use tools.

Though she was pushed into it, Lucia’s confident attitude and raised shoulders added credibility.

‘Still… I’m not entirely blameless either.’

Shiron sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

The reason Yura had traveled such a long distance and brought these obscene items with her.

Looking at Yura’s expression, he could tell.

She glared with dagger eyes, clearly displeased, yet couldn’t meet his gaze properly.

Out of anxiety, she crossed her thighs repeatedly while biting her pretty lips with her teeth.

This was the reaction of someone who understood with their mind but couldn’t accept with their heart.

‘Yura’s like that, and so am I.’

We often argued over trivial things because of pride, when a simple apology would have sufficed.

It was probably for that reason she brought these obscene items.

She probably wanted to be thoroughly dominated, but memories of their distant, friend-like past froze her even after going through with it.

‘I’m really clueless too. I know her personality well, yet I made her come to me. This is all because the other girls were too aggressive. Yura’s an outdated tsundere character; I should have noticed her first.’

Having understood Yura’s feelings, Shiron immediately acted on his thoughts.

There was only one thing to do with a friend tied up in front of him.

Rustle—

Without hesitation, Shiron pulled down his pants. And then.

“…?”

His limp member was thrust right in front of Yura’s face.