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122 – What Would It Be Like If You Could Directly Experience Your Imagination?

122 – What Would It Be Like If You Could Directly Experience Your Imagination?

I’ve encountered various preferences while meeting guests until now.

From wanting to be defeated, to wanting to do it with humans of a different race, to liking the same sex, and even witnessing someone being taken down by a golem they developed themselves.

There were even those who, despite being a saintess, harbored desires to become lewd.

So, I thought I could fully understand the Hero’s preferences as well.

It was an arrogant thought.

To think I could understand someone else’s preferences.

To know what kind of preferences they have.

‘Imagining being taken down by a monster, huh.’

How should I respond to this?

-I understand. Because I have the same preference.

A lie like that wouldn’t work.

-Wow, monsters are a bit…

Such an honest reaction is also a pass.

-Uh, um…

This is truly the worst.

No matter what answer I give, they’re all landmines.

Suddenly, a minefield appeared before me.

A minefield that seemed impossible to cross unfolded.

Words didn’t come easily.

Silence followed naturally.

I could see Nikki looking flustered by the sudden, heavy silence.

This silence couldn’t continue any longer.

To embarrass a guest who came for a consultation with such difficulty.

Of course, I seem to be more embarrassed right now.

‘In times like this, a head-on breakthrough might be better.’

When all sides are a minefield, it might be better to just close your eyes and run.

If you’re lucky, you might pass without stepping on a mine.

“How did you imagine being taken down?”

“Excuse me?”

Perhaps she didn’t expect this kind of answer.

Nikki asked back with a voice more flustered than before.

“You said you imagined it. Yourself being taken down by a monster. I’m asking how you were taken down.”

“Ah, that, well…”

Nikki hesitated for a moment.

“If it’s difficult to answer, let’s get more specific. What kind of monster was it?”

“Yes?”

“Let’s start with what kind of monster you imagined being taken down by.”

“That, well…”

Is it because I’m being too brazen?

Nikki, who was more flustered, couldn’t answer properly.

But it wasn’t like she seemed to dislike it.

If she really hated this question, she would have gotten up and left immediately.

I waited for her to answer.

I didn’t say anything.

Rather, any word I utter now might make her hesitate.

I waited in silence.

And Nikki, who had been hesitating, bit her lip and opened her mouth for the first time.

“A-At first, it was an Orc I met while adventuring… I mean, I was subjugating monsters with my companions, including the saintess, and the giant Orc we met then was incredibly strong… It was an Orc blessed by the Demon King, using Magical energy. If it weren’t for my companions, I would have definitely lost.”

Nikki started to ramble and open her mouth.

“I had this thought, ‘What if I had lost to the Orc…’ That was the beginning.”

I continued to listen silently while she spoke.

Nikki’s eyes couldn’t look at me, as if she were a criminal.

“I imagined the Orc grabbing me, who couldn’t resist, and forcibly inserting his thing into me. I, I become a livestock of that Orc…”

She trailed off.

“T-Then, it was when I mistakenly discovered a mimic in the dungeon. A trap that appeared in the box I thought was a reward… When I saw the inside of the box filled with tentacles, I also imagined what would happen if I were trapped inside that box forever… I also imagined losing to weak monsters like goblins or kobolds.”

“…”

“There was also a trap with a strange stick. At first, I didn’t know what it was and just disarmed it, but later I found out it was a trap-type monster with an aphrodisiac… I did imagine it once after that.”

Nikki had imagined more diverse things than I thought.

Was she embarrassed by the words she spat out as if confessing?

“O-Of course, I didn’t start masturbating or anything like that from the beginning.”

She waved her hands and started talking as if making excuses.

“At first, I just imagined it. I was always with my companions… We slept together almost every day, so where would I have time for that? But after my tasks were all over and I was left alone…”

“You became a little more free, then.”

Nikki nodded.

“Didn’t you think you would die?”

“…Yes. I thought I wouldn’t die.”

That’s probably true.

She, who was chosen by the goddess, possessed the goddess’s blessing.

Unless it was the Demon King, no one could easily kill her.

That’s why such an imagination was possible.

That she would only be raped by the monster.

“I also thought that even if I were really taken down now, I wouldn’t die.”

What monster could kill the Hero who even killed the Demon King?

“That’s why I got more excited.”

“What do you mean?”

“…Imagining being violated by someone much weaker than me.”

There were often people with such desires.

People who feel sexual desire when someone who seems inferior to them violates them.

-You’re taking me, huh.

And get excited?

In a way, they might be excited by the thought of being violated and corrupted by someone far inferior.

“In my imagination, the male who rapes me feels a sense of superiority while violating me, right? It’s only possible because I allowed it.”

Nikki, who had finished speaking, fidgeted and gave a faint smile.

Was she imagining it?

“Have you ever thought about actually experiencing it?”

“…I’ve imagined it. But I haven’t done it.”

“Why is that?”

“…I thought I would feel bad if it was different from what I imagined.”

Considering that reality doesn’t always turn out like imagination, her words were valid.

If it’s not as satisfying as she imagined, the next imagination will be more empty than it is now.

“When I masturbate, everything I want is achieved just by imagining it.”

Nikki, who had finished speaking, looked at me and asked.

“It’s weird, right? This kind of thing…”

“No. Desires are diverse.”

I was a little embarrassed by the thought of being taken down by a monster.

But after realizing that it wasn’t simply because she liked monsters, I could understand it a little.

‘The desire to let go of herself is amplified by the heavy task of being a Hero.’

She was a Hero who always had to win.

She could never lose.

If she were to collapse, the world would be destroyed by the Demon King.

Nikki said that she didn’t even masturbate, only imagined it, because she had companions, including the saintess, by her side.

It’s not just because she had companions by her side.

It was the sense of duty within her, to save this world, that prevented her from acting.

When she killed the Demon King and the world was deemed safe, she was finally able to break free from the sense of duty that bound her.

That’s why she would start masturbating with the imagination of being taken down by a monster.

‘She started to fulfill her desires.’

The method was a bit extreme, but I understood the feeling.

She had broken free from the shackles that had been tightening her until now, so she had found freedom.

I couldn’t deny that the method was a bit strange.

“You understand?”

“Yes. I also have desires that I can’t tell others. Rather, I think Nikki is much braver for telling me honestly.”

“Ah…”

She closed her mouth.

‘If she has sexual desire for this reason.’

There was a better solution than clumsily resolving it with masturbation and being violated by a real monster.

‘Clumsily resolving it is rather poisonous.’

Desires that are not properly resolved accumulate and raise the level more and more.

In that case, there were times when it was better to just go all out.

Not that I’m telling her to do it with a real monster.

I’m going to show her a scene that’s really like the real thing.

An illusion that seems to be a direct translation of her imagination.

“If Nikki could directly experience her imagination, how would that be?”

“Yes?”

“There is a way to really feel the imagination you just mentioned.”

“…T-There is such a way?”

“Yes.”

“A-A reality-like experience…”

Nikki bit her lower lip and hugged her body.

Was she imagining it?

Her face turned slightly red.

She twitched her lips with an expectant expression.

“I-If it’s really doing it with a monster, I won’t do it. That’s a bit…”

“It’s not really doing it. It just feels real.”

Has she become interested?

Curiosity began to dwell in Nikki’s eyes.

“What is it?”

“I’m going to show Nikki an illusion. With magic.”

“Illusion magic? That won’t work.”

She was negative.

“I’m constitutionally resistant to magic. Not only wizards but also the magic of the Demon race didn’t work on me. Even the illusion magic cast by the Demon King, no, the manager of the dungeon I explored, didn’t work, so illusion magic on me?”

Even the Demon King’s illusion magic didn’t work?

As expected of the Hero, she was the strongest in the human world.

But I was the one who had illusion magic that could work even on such a Hero.

“Try it once.”

“You seem confident.”

“I’m an expert in this field.”

“…Did you do this to Yuris too?”

“Well, it’s similar.”

“…”

Nikki, who had been pondering for a while, nodded.

“Okay. I’ll try it. I should experience how great that illusion magic is.”

“You’ll be satisfied. It’ll be much better than just imagining it.”

I handed out the form I give to all guests.

A survey form.

“The questions are a bit vulgar.”

It’s not something someone who imagines being raped by a monster should say.

But I, who had no intention of being subjugated by the Hero, closed my mouth and smiled.

“It’s necessary.”

“Okay. If I have to, I’ll do it. But it has to be satisfactory.”

She, who answered ‘Yes’ to the question of whether she was a virgin, began to write down her preferences one by one in the items.

‘Unexpected. I thought she would have done it with someone at least once.’

Nikki is a Hero, but she wasn’t an aristocrat.

If you’re not an aristocrat, the shackles of premarital purity are looser than you think.

Even among commoners, devout people want their daughters and sons to be pure, but desire is not something that can be easily blocked by trying to block it.

Unlike aristocrats who live and die for honor, there were quite a few commoners who had free sexual lives before marriage.

I thought Nikki would be like that too.

But she’s a virgin.

A person who imagines being violated by a monster is a virgin.

‘No, maybe it’s because she’s a virgin that such an imagination is possible.’

There were imaginations that were possible because she hadn’t done it.

That’s why she might not have been able to do it with a real monster.

“Here. This is what I want to see.”

I, who received the form, closed my mouth.

It’s definitely explicit.

The Hero’s taste is certain.

“I’ll prepare it right away.”

Author’s Note

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