episode_0003

I held my senior’s hand and left the bathroom.

My senior followed me out, but he kept stopping as if he was worried about the four of them rolling around in the bathroom.

“It’s nothing, senior. At best, it’s just a little sprain and bruise.”

My senior seemed slightly relieved by my words.

On the other hand, I had slightly complicated feelings.

This body’s stats are lower than you might think. There’s no guarantee that it will be able to protect its seniors when the time comes.

In order to go on the offensive, that is, to subdue the slaves and increase their power, they need force that can be used immediately… .

Well, that’s all a matter for later.

I took my senior’s hand and led him out of the military academy, or more precisely, towards the hole where he could get out without being caught.

After all, it’s an ambiguous story to tell in a place like this.

“I’m telling you to be strong, I’m a second year student.”

My senior quietly repeated my name.

“Strong… Junior… .”

“Yeah, that’s fine. Just call me that, without my name.”

“Junior… . Like this?”

“Yeah.”

Ah, I liked that title, which was called with a little caution, not knowing if it was the appropriate distance.

I liked that voice, full of love, even if it was mixed with confusion and doubt.

“You don’t know what’s going on right now, do you? You don’t know who I am and why I’m acting so friendly and familiar. You don’t even know the contents of the system message that came up earlier.”

Senior nodding slightly. This gentle appearance is so cute.

“I’ll explain everything. What happened, what’s going to happen, and how I feel right now. And then… .”

The senior’s face turned bright red after hearing my gossip.

Is it so shameful to ask for a virgin?

†

I graduated from military school with my senior.

I was a little nervous about using the hole.

It couldn’t be used in 《Seraph of the Hyperdimension》 until Part 2. It just returned to its original location with a system message.

However, my senior and I were able to get out of the hole without any problems. As expected, this isn’t a game.

That story could also mean that there are events that only exist in the setting in the work and that cannot be witnessed until you actually enter the relevant part.

My head started to spin as I thought about how many of them were ones where I could immediately intervene and gain something from them.

No, let’s start with this first.

I went out onto the main road, called a taxi, and headed home.

The knight was about to grumble at his senior, who still felt soaking wet even though he had wiped it off, so he gave him a sharp glare to shut his mouth.

Arrive home.

Unfortunately, it’s a single room without even a bed.

But unlike in the game, organizing was my style, so it was strangely fun.

I turned up the heat, carried some new clothes, a big towel, and a new toothbrush, pushed my senior into the bathroom (which also doubled as a toilet), and checked the room.

I looked it up and found various documents, so I checked the current status based on those.

I was supposed to be transferred to Wolmyeong Military School today, April 7th.

Before transferring, she is said to have attended the Judith Girls’ Military School. This is the school we often see in Part 2.

He was an orphan with no records of his parents, and the house he was currently living in was also listed as his own. Fortunately, he had already paid three months’ rent in advance, so he was relieved about that.

It seems that after graduating from middle school, he did not go on to further education, but worked and then entered military school.

High school is not compulsory education, but military school is, so this kind of thing happens.

No matter how much I thought about it, it was a resume that was clearly made up. If they checked my identity, I would be labeled as a 100% suspicious person.

Interestingly, there were many traces left throughout the house that reminded me that this was really my home.

This is especially true of equipment.

There was nothing illegal for civilians to possess or that required identification, and the level of technology was inferior to that of the era in which I lived, but there was a fair amount of equipment available for reconnaissance and disguise.

I wish I had guns and explosives… .

The way I arrange my items is also the same as usual.

At least it’s not like I was possessed by some unknown being or something.

I felt like I was transported to the 2060s as much as possible, so I didn’t feel any sense of discomfort.

It’s not so bad, except that the woman has a difficult body that could lead to a bad ending route if she makes even the slightest mistake.

… while I’m at it, I’ll also transfer some of my account balance.

I feel a little regretful about the taxi fare I just paid.

“Is money the most urgent thing right now… .”

Even if I’m not a master but a slave, I still need to increase my slaves to survive in this game.

To do that, a process of subduing the opponent is necessary, and to do that, confinement and training are essential.

Because darkness and bondage eat away at the mentality.

Anyway, it takes money to build such facilities.

Or, you can subjugate a character that already has such a facility… .

“First, think of your senior.”

I emptied my mind of the complexities.

You can’t handle everything at once, and at this stage, everything is basically just empty talk.

I don’t even know the condition of my body right now.

“Uh… I washed it, junior… .”

“Oh, good job. Then I’ll just wash up and come out, so you rest. Use that dryer.”

The senior who changed into hot pants and a t-shirt is also cute.

I also like the scent of the shampoo in my hair. I paused for a moment before heading to the bathroom, and was completely intoxicated by the scent of my senior who had just come out of a warm shower.

That was a mistake. I should have said I would dry your hair… .

I went into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and checked myself in the mirror.

Ah, my face is not much different from before, although it feels more slender and has thinner lines.

Even if you don’t know for sure, you’ll notice it if you compare the photos?

There’s nothing I can do about the fact that my face lacked masculinity to begin with.

Kidney, big.

Chest, quite full.

Waist, extremely thin.

The pelvis is slightly and burdensomely large.

Among the talents listed in the status window, [Lust Inducing S+++] came to mind. And [Horny Sensitivity S+++] as a bonus.

It’s a talent that’s not welcome at all in this world.

It doesn’t feel like it’s my body, but I’m okay with it since it moves the way I want it to.

It seems like I’m just as flexible as before.

As soon as I remembered, I used a hand mirror to check between my legs.

Hymen, there is.

So clearly that it almost seems like a stenosis.

I feel a little embarrassed that I checked it again and felt relieved.

When I came out after washing up, my senior was kneeling in a corner of the room.

The body is turned towards me, but the head is bowed down and not looking at me.

Her hair is back to its usual style, slightly covering one eye, as if it were well-dried.

“Just a moment. I’ll dry my hair soon, so stay a little longer.”

The senior who had raised his head and looked this way at my words quickly lowered his head.

Your face is bright red. Do you have a fever?

I took out the blanket that was left in a corner of the room and wrapped it around my senior, then dried his hair and boiled some hot water.

Since I don’t have a habit of drinking tea and have no need to entertain guests, I had no choice but to just serve water.

“Senior, do you like black coffee? I’ll prepare it properly next time.”

The senior, who was holding the cup with both hands and sipping it little by little, flinched.

“How…do you know…?”

“Huh? What?”

“How do you know about me, junior?”

It must be taking a lot of courage to bring it up.

If you think about it, it’s natural to be scared when someone suddenly appears and acts like they’re really close and knows you really well.

“I know you better than you think, because in a gay bar… .”

《!WARNING! This world is not a game. Speech has been censored. !WARNING!》

“Gay bar…?”

“Oh, so this is Virtual On Oratorio Tangram… .”

《!WARNING! This world is not a game. Speech has been censored. !WARNING!》

“???”

No, what the heck, I was going to say ‘VR simulator’ and it got censored, but what word did you choose?

Anyway, it seems like statements like this world is a game are being censored.

No, it also seems to confirm to me that it is not a game, strictly speaking.

I looked at my senior’s face once again.

My senior stared at me with a complex expression of doubt, fear, and anticipation that he himself was not sure about… and then he realized my gaze and suddenly lowered his head.

Yes. I remember enjoying this world as a game, and it has game-like system messages and game-like aspects, but this is not a game.

You shouldn’t think of it as a game.

It’s ridiculous to reduce a senior who is alive in front of you to something like a game.

I chose my words carefully.

After going through censorship several times, the speech was slightly modified each time, and this is what the story ultimately ended up being.

“So in the world right now, there are people called ‘masters’ who are fighting for power by manipulating ‘slaves’ who have submitted to them, and my junior and I are getting involved in that… Is that right?”

“Yeah.”

“The junior saw it as… ‘foreknowledge’. However, in that ‘foreknowledge’, the junior was the master and I was the slave… .”

“Yeah. I think that’s why I feel so distant from my senior. I don’t know about you, but inside of me, I have memories of spending a really long time with you.”

This was the extent of my ability to speak in a way that would not be censored.

In fact, it might not have been that different from reality.

Before coming to this world, the world I thought was real and lived in might not have been real at all. It might have been something like a butterfly’s dream.

Because it’s much better if I can be with my senior like this in reality.

“There… That… I don’t know… . It doesn’t seem like a lie… But it’s such an embarrassing story.”

“I think that’s normal too.”

“But, uhm… Junior… . Then… Isn’t it that I’m not the person you liked…? The person you met, made memories with, and started liking… isn’t me… .”

Oh, this is getting complicated.

“Senior, do you hate what I like?”

“shi, I don’t hate it… . I, really! Just thinking about it makes my heart race… . But, but, that’s someone else, and the person my junior likes isn’t me… .”

“I had that worry too. Before I went into the bathroom to save my senior. About 0.0001 seconds.”

“It’s too short… . Please think about it more… .”