[Warning: R18 Content]
Yuki woke up Wednesday morning to the now-familiar sight of blue text floating in his vision.
[◈ NEW QUEST AVAILABLE ◈]
He groaned and pulled his pillow over his face. Already? Can I get like... one day to recover?
But the notification didn't go away. Eventually, he gave in and focused on it.
[◈ QUEST 5 OF 10: GIVING PLEASURE ◈]
[OBJECTIVE: Bring another person to orgasm through your own actions. You must be the active participant. Manual or oral stimulation acceptable.]
[TIME LIMIT: 5 Days]
[REWARDS:]
Technique +5
Sensitivity Detection (Active Skill)
250 XP
150 LP
[FAILURE PENALTY:]
-20 Confidence
-15 Technique
System Compatibility -15%
[CURRENT TIME REMAINING: 119:57:33]
[NOTE: Time to give back what you've received, little cherry~]
Yuki's face burned as he dismissed the notification.
Give back. Right. Mizuki-chan made me feel good, so now I should... do the same for her.
The thought made his stomach flip with anxiety. What if he was bad at it? What if he hurt her? What if she was disappointed?
I need to... I should be confident about this. Like a proper boyfriend. Take charge. Be... manly!
The word felt foreign in his mind, but it made sense, right? Boyfriends were supposed to initiate things. Be confident. Know what they're doing.
Yuki got ready for school with new determination. Today he would research. Prepare. By the weekend, he'd be ready to complete this quest properly.
School passed in a blur of distraction. Yuki spent lunch hiding in the library on his phone, trying to research... techniques.
He'd typed "how to pleasure a girl" into the search bar, immediately turned bright red when the results loaded, and closed the browser so fast he nearly dropped his phone.
I can't learn from random internet articles! That's... that's weird!
Then he remembered. The System Store. It had mentioned a Basic Technique Guide when he'd first unlocked it.
During fourth period, while the teacher droned on about historical dates, Yuki pulled up the System Store mentally.
[◈ SYSTEM STORE ◈]
CURRENT BALANCE: 350 LP
CONSUMABLES:
Stamina Potion (Small) – 10 LP
Confidence Boost (Temporary) – 25 LP
Appeal Enhancement (Temporary) – 25 LP
INFORMATION:
Basic Technique Guide – 30 LP (Learn fundamental techniques for various intimate activities)
Sexual Psychology Primer – 50 LP
Advanced Technique Manual – 100 LP (Locked: Requires Technique 10+)
TOOLS:
Pocket Dimension Storage – 200 LP
Appearance Modifier (Temporary) – 75 LP
Yuki focused on the Basic Technique Guide and selected purchase.
[Purchase Confirmed: -30 LP]
[Basic Technique Guide downloaded directly to Host memory]
[Information can be recalled instantly when needed]
Suddenly, Yuki's mind filled with knowledge he definitely didn't have before. Techniques, anatomy, sensitive spots, pacing, communication of kin—
His face went nuclear. The girl sitting next to him glanced over with concern.
"Nakamura-kun? You look really red. Are you sick?"
"I'm fine!" His voice came out too high. "Just... warm in here!"
He spent the rest of class trying not to think about the extremely detailed information now permanently stored in his brain.
By Friday afternoon, Yuki had worked himself into a state of nervous determination.
I can do this. I have the knowledge. I just need to be confident. Direct. Manly.
He'd been practicing in the mirror that morning—trying to make his expression more... assertive? Seductive? He wasn't sure, but he'd tried. Mostly he just looked constipated.
He'd also attempted to deepen his voice, which resulted in him sounding like he had a bad cold.
This is stupid. Why am I like this?
But the quest timer kept ticking down, and Mizuki had texted him that morning:
Mizuki: My parents are going out tomorrow! Want to come over? We can study~ 💕
Yuki had stared at the message for five full minutes before responding.
Yuki: Okay. What time?
Mizuki: 2 PM! I'll make lunch for us
So here he was, Saturday afternoon, standing outside Mizuki's house, trying to gather his courage.
Be confident. You're her boyfriend. This is normal couple stuff. You can do this.
He rang the doorbell.
Mizuki answered immediately, wearing casual clothes—soft pink sweater and comfortable pants. Her hair was down, and she looked so pretty that Yuki's planned confidence evaporated instantly.
"Yuki-kun! You came!" She pulled him inside enthusiastically. "Come in, come in!"
Her house was nice—spacious, warm, smelling like home-cooked food. Family photos lined the hallway. Everything felt comfortable and lived-in.
"Are you hungry? I made onigiri!" Mizuki led him to the kitchen where a plate of perfectly formed rice balls waited.
They ate lunch together, Mizuki chattering about her week while Yuki tried to eat and nod at appropriate times. His mind was spinning with anxiety about the quest.
How do I even bring this up? 'Hey Mizuki, can I finger you?' That sounds insane!
After lunch, they moved to her room—supposedly to study. Mizuki's room was exactly what he expected: neat, organized, with cute decorations and stuffed animals on her bed. Her desk had textbooks arranged by subject, and a corkboard held photos of friends.
She sat on her bed and patted the space beside her. "Come sit! We don't have to study right away."
Yuki sat down carefully, leaving appropriate distance between them. His heart was pounding.
Okay. This is it. Be confident. Take charge.
"Mizuki," he started, trying to make his voice deeper and more assertive. "I want to—"
His voice cracked midway through. He coughed and tried again.
"I want to... um..."
What was I going to say? Why can't I remember how to speak!?
Mizuki tilted her head, smiling. "You want to what?"
"I want to make you feel good." The words came out in a rush, and Yuki immediately stared at the floor, his face burning. "Like... like you did for me. At school. I should reciprocate. Because I'm your boyfriend. And that's what boyfriends do. So I want to—"
He tried to lean in smoothly, aiming for a confident kiss, but misjudged the distance and bonked his forehead directly into hers.
"Ow!"
"Sorry! Sorry!" Yuki pulled back, mortified. What had he done, What had he done, What had he done!!!!!!!!!
Mizuki was giggling, one hand on her forehead. "Yuki-kun, what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to—" He stood up abruptly, attempting to guide her to lie back on the bed like he'd seen in... well, somewhere. Media. Probably.
But his foot caught on the edge of her rug and he stumbled, barely catching himself on the bedframe.
Mizuki's giggles turned into full laughter. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" Yuki's entire body felt like it was on fire. "I'm just—I want to—"
He tried one more time to sound confident and in control: "Let me take care of y—"
His voice cracked again mid-sentence, and whatever confidence he'd managed to gather completely shattered.
Yuki sat back down heavily on the bed, buried his face in his hands, and made a small defeated sound.
"I'm so bad at this," he mumbled into his palms. "I wanted to be confident and... and manly about it, but I don't know how to do any of that. I just wanted to make you happy and give back what you gave me but I'm messing it up and—"
Warm hands gently pulled his hands away from his face. Mizuki was still smiling, but her eyes were soft now, affectionate.
"Yuki-kun," she said gently. "Were you trying to be... sexy?"
"...maybe?"
She giggled again, but not meanly. "That's adorable. But you don't need to do that. You don't need to be 'manly' or whatever you think you should be."
"But I'm your boyfriend—"
"And I like you exactly as you are." Mizuki cupped his face, her thumbs stroking his cheeks. "Soft. Sweet. Pretty. Gentle. That's the Yuki-kun I fell for. You don't need to pretend to be something else."
"But I want to make you feel good too," Yuki said quietly. "It's not fair that you do things for me and I don't—"
"Is that what this was about?" Mizuki's expression melted. "Oh, Yuki-kun. That's so sweet."
She pulled him down onto the bed properly this time, guiding him so they were lying face-to-face.
"Do you want to make me feel good?" she asked softly.
"Yes," Yuki whispered. "But I don't really know how..."
"That's okay. I'll teach you." Mizuki smiled and took his hand, guiding it to rest on her waist over her sweater. "Just be yourself. Be gentle. Listen to what I tell you. Can you do that?"
Yuki nodded.
"Good." She leaned in and kissed him—slow, sweet, patient. "My sweet Yuki-chan. So considerate. So precious."
Mizuki's hands moved to his hair, fingers threading through the soft strands as she deepened the kiss. Her tongue traced his lower lip and Yuki opened for her with a small sound. thinking became difficult.
Mizuki took his hand and placed it on her waist over her sweater. "Anywhere you want."
Yuki's hand trembled as he moved it slowly up her side, feeling the curve of her body through the fabric. The Technique Guide knowledge surfaced—pressure points, sensitive areas—but it felt clinical, detached.
He pushed it aside and just... touched. Explored. Learned what made Mizuki's breath catch.
"Your hands are so soft," Mizuki murmured, arching slightly into his touch. "Gentle."
Yuki's fingers traced up to her collarbone, then back down. "Can I... your sweater...?"
"Yes." Mizuki sat up slightly and helped him pull it off.
She was wearing a simple black bra underneath, and Yuki tried very hard not to stare like an idiot. His face was definitely burning again.
"It's okay to look," Mizuki said, amused. "We're dating~~."
"You're really pretty," Yuki blurted out, then immediately wanted to die of embarrassment.
But Mizuki just smiled wider. "Thank you. You're pretty too, you know."
Before Yuki could respond to that, she was pulling him back into another kiss. His hands found her bare skin—warm and soft and smooth. He traced her sides, her back, learning the landscape of her body.
Mizuki made a small pleased sound and shifted closer, pressing against him. Yuki could feel the heat through their clothes, could feel his own body responding.
"Touch me more," Mizuki whispered against his lips. "Don't be shy."
Her breathing was getting heavier. Yuki's own heart was racing—not from arousal as much as from intense focus and nervousness.
Yuki's hands moved higher, over her ribs, hesitating just below her bra. His heart was hammering so hard he was sure she could feel it.
"Go on" Mizuki encouraged. She reached back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall away. revealing her perfect breast
Yuki's brain short-circuited for a moment. He'd seen boobs in manga and anime, but this was real, right in front of him, and he was supposed to—
"Yuki-kun?" Mizuki's voice held gentle amusement. "Breathe."
"Right. Breathing. I can do that." His voice came out strangled.
Mizuki took his hand and guided it to her breast. "Like this. ohh yes thats right..."
The skin was incredibly soft, warm under his palm. Yuki touched experimentally, carefully, rubbing his fingers across, using them like clay, squishing them. Mizuki's voice became high as soft sounds rang throughout the room, he grew bolder.
His fingers found her nipple and she gasped, arching into his hand. "Yes—like that—"
Yuki continued his exploration, his other hand joining the first. He bent down hesitantly and pressed a kiss to her collarbone, then lower, following instinct coming from the Technique Guide.
"Oh—" Mizuki's hand fisted in his hair when his lips found her right boob. "Yuki-kun—"
He kissed and touched and explored while Mizuki's breathing grew heavier, her fingers tightening in his hair. Every sound she made sent heat straight through him.
"More," Mizuki breathed. "Lower—"
Yuki's hand slid down her stomach, hesitating at the waistband of her pants. "Are you sure?"
"Very sure." She lifted her hips and helped him pull her pants down, leaving her in just her underwear.
Yuki's mouth went dry. He could see the dampness on the fabric, could smell her arousal—sweet and musky and overwhelmingly present.
"I've never..." he started.
"I know. It's okay." Mizuki spread her legs slightly, giving him access. "Just touch me yuki-chan~~ im horny~"
Yuki's hand moved over her underwear first, feeling the heat and wetness through the thin fabric. Mizuki's hips rolled up into his touch with a soft moan.
Emboldened, Yuki slipped his fingers under the fabric, revealing her pussy in all of its glory. She was so wet, so warm. His fingers slid easily through her folds, and Mizuki made the most incredible sound—desperate and needy.
"More!," she gasped. "Please—"
Yuki carefully pressed one finger inside her. The heat was incredible, the way her body clenched around him making his own arousal almost painful.
"Another," Mizuki urged, her hips moving against his hand.
He added a second finger, moving slowly, carefully. The Technique Guide mentioned a specific spot—curved forward, upper wall—and when his fingers brushed against it, Mizuki's whole body jerked. he had hit her spot
"There!" Her nails dug into his shoulder. "Right there—don't stop—"
Yuki maintained the pressure and rhythm, his wrist starting to ache but he didn't care. Watching Mizuki fall apart under his touch was intoxicating—her flushed face, parted lips, the way her body moved seeking more.
His thumb found her clit and she cried out, her hips bucking. "Yes—Yuki—oh god—"
He worked her steadily, learning what made her gasp, what made her moan. The sensitivity enhancement from his skill let him feel echoes of her pleasure, and it was overwhelming—knowing exactly what she was feeling, adjusting his touch accordingly.
"Close—" Mizuki panted. "I'm so close—faster—"
Yuki increased his pace, his fingers curling inside her with each thrust. Mizuki's thighs trembled, her whole body tensing. he bit her neck gently earning another moan
"Yuki—I'm—oh— cumming!!!!!!"
She came with his name on her lips, her body clenching rhythmically around his fingers, her back arching off the bed. They lips never parted, somewhere between this all, one hand of mizuki had slipped down and started strocking him through his pants, bringing him to orgasm as well, soon the two came down, their heavy breaths filling the silent room, until she pushed his hand away with a breathless laugh.
"Too sensitive—stop—"
[◈ QUEST COMPLETE ◈]
[QUEST 5: GIVING PLEASURE - COMPLETED]
[Partner brought to orgasm: Confirmed]
[Host brought to orgasm: exceptional]
[Attentiveness to partner needs: Exceptional]
[ANALYZING...]
[Natural submissive tendencies detected: +15% compatibility with submission-based paths]
[Tutorial standards exceeded]
[REWARDS GRANTED:]
Technique +5
Sensitivity Detection (Level 1) acquired
250 XP gained
150 LP earned
[EXPERIENCE: 825 / 600 XP]
**
[You are now Level 6]
[+2 Stat Points available for distribution]
[Next quest will be assigned within 24-48 hours]
Yuki dismissed the notifications as Mizuki pulled him down into a cuddle, her breathing still uneven.
"That was amazing," she murmured into his hair. "You were so good. So perfect. Exactly what I needed. sorry for getting your pants dirty"
"Was I really okay?" Yuki asked quietly. "I was worried I'd mess up or hurt you or—"
"You were wonderful." Mizuki kissed his forehead. "You know why?"
"Why?"
"Because were gentle and careful and sweet. i should be the one worrying, we will need to clean you up" She tilted his face up to look at her. "You don't need to be dominant or aggressive, Yuki-kun. Your natural gentleness is what makes you special. That's what I love about you."
Love. The word hung in the air between them.
"I..." Yuki didn't know what to say to that.
"I love how soft you are," Mizuki continued, stroking his hair. "How pretty. How you try so hard to please. Like a sweet little—" She stopped herself again.
"Like a what?" Yuki asked.
"Nothing." Mizuki smiled and pulled him closer. "Just that you're perfect the way you are. My sweet Yuki-chan. You don't need to change anything."
They lay together in comfortable silence, Mizuki playing with his hair while Yuki processed everything.
The quest completion notification had mentioned something about "submissive tendencies." Yuki wasn't sure how he felt about that.
"Hey Yuki?" Mizuki's voice pulled him from his thoughts.
"Mm?"
"You're mine, right? Just mine?"
There was something in her tone that made Yuki's chest tighten. "We're dating, so... yes?"
"Good." Her arms tightened around him slightly. "I don't like thinking about other people touching you. Or looking at you too long. You're too precious. Too perfect. i might sound selfish but i dont want anyone else to see this side of you.... they might die of nosebleed!!" she gigled
"Mizuki-san—"
"Just Mizuki." Her voice was still sweet, but there was an edge to it now. "And I mean it, Yuki-kun. You're mine. My pretty boyfriend. My sweet Yuki-chan. I love you"
Mine. That word again.
Yuki should probably feel concerned. Some part of his brain was telling him this was strange behavior, But it did not matter right now. Mizuki thought he was precious. Perfect. Worth keeping to herself.
Is that so bad? Being someone's precious person?
"Okay," he heard himself whisper. "Only yours."
Mizuki's smile was radiant. She kissed him deeply, and Yuki let himself sink into it, closing his eyes and feeling.
They spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling, talking, occasionally kissing. Mizuki gave him one of her shorts to wear and showed him her favorite manga collection, they watched a movie on her laptop, she made him try on one of her oversized hoodies ("It looks so cute on you! Keep it!").
By the time Yuki left that evening, his head was spinning with conflicting feelings.
On the train ride home, he pulled up his Status Window:
[◈ STATUS WINDOW ◈]
NAME: Nakamura Yuki
AGE: 17
LEVEL: 6
TITLE: None
STATISTICS:
APPEAL: 12
STRENGTH: 4
DEXTERITY: 6
CONFIDENCE: 8
TECHNIQUE: 5 (+5 from Quest 5)
STAMINA: 15
CHARM: 14 (+5 from Charm Aura) = 19
ADAPTABILITY: 14
EXPERIENCE: 225 / 800 XP
LUST POINTS: 470 LP
ACTIVE SKILLS:
Charm Aura (Level 1) - Passive
Desire Manifestation (Level 1) - Active
Body Sensitivity Enhancement - Passive
Stamina Enhancement - Passive
Sensitivity Detection (Level 1) - Active
QUESTS: 0 Active
UNALLOCATED STAT POINTS: 10
He focused on his new skill:
[SENSITIVITY DETECTION (LEVEL 1)]
Description: You can sense areas of heightened sensitivity and arousal in others. This allows you to identify Sensitive spots and adjust your touch accordingly. Range: Physical contact required.
Effect: When touching another person, you can feel their pleasure responses as faint sensations in your own body. The stronger their reaction, the clearer your feedback.
Yuki read it twice, then dismissed the window.
So now I can feel what my partner feels? That's... that's actually really useful for completing quests. But also really intimate.
His phone buzzed.
Mizuki: Thank you for today 💕💕💕
Mizuki: You were so perfect
Mizuki: My sweet, pretty Yuki-chan
Mizuki: I can't wait to see you Monday
Yuki stared at the messages.
He typed back: See you Monday. Thank you for being patient with me.
The response was immediate: Always! I'll always be patient with my precious~~ it so also so fun for me, gods i could get addicted~
Mizuki: Goodnight my sweet Yuki-chan 💕 Dream of me!
Yuki turned off his phone and stared out the train window at his reflection.
His hair was getting longer. His face looked soft in the glass. The hoodie Mizuki had given him was pale pink and definitely meant for girls and the shorts didnt help, but it was comfortable and smelled like her perfume.
Am I really bothered by looking like this? Or am I bothered that I'm NOT bothered?
He didn't have an answer.
Six quests down. Four to go.
And with each one, Yuki felt like he was losing pieces of whoever he used to be.
Or maybe finding pieces of whoever he actually was.
He wasn't sure which possibility scared him more. gods he was horny
No!! yuki No!
he slapped his cheek a little too hard
ow