[R-18? – Contains mature scenes mixed with important plot progression]
The room grew colder as the purple fog thickened behind him and her, surrounding them. It felt like a wall, silencing any sound from going outside or coming in.
As the shopkeeper chuckled, he reached out, grabbing Kagura's hand and turning her palm upward.
"Tell me… what did you think when you first understood this was the body you were born with? Hehehe."
Kagura didn't resist. She had gone beyond the limit of curiosity. She thought for a second and said, "It was a little hard, but I guess I got used to it. And it wasn't a bother, even when people crowded around me just to talk to me."
"Hehe, hahaha. I guess the difference is real," His laughter grew, laughing as if he expected this answer.
"You don't know the high toll that comes with this. Many normal people are not good enough. And while a few are great choices, they were not able to be blessed by this body."
"Blessed?" Kagura's voice remained calm. She had expected something similar.
"Futanari is the state blessed by gods. You were the only one who could control it. If it were someone else, they would not even be living."
"Wh—" Not letting her speak, he continued, "Futanari state has drawbacks that almost anyone besides you would describe as a curse. But you don't seem to think that way, hehe."
"Cursed? To be honest, I once felt tired, but that feeling… it didn't even last a day. I guess I felt more 'blessed' than cursed."
"That's the sign you're different. The lust that takes control of the body is not something even gods can hold back. The fact that you didn't think much of it and still held back, stayed in control, that shows the reason you were chosen."
"Chosen by who?" Kagura's voice was cold, demanding an answer.
Even though her voice was cold, her eyes were shining with excitement and undeniable curiosity. Despite her cold tone, she was clearly enjoying this strange conversation.
"Who knows? Maybe some god who has a plan. God's will is beyond mortal understanding."
He changed the topic, continuing to praise her.
"Anyone else would lose all reason, and by now they would've been killed by the government. After impregnating around half the city." He laughed loudly, as if imagining the chaos of the alternative scenario where it wasn't Kagura.
It sounded exaggerated, but in reality, it wasn't enough to compliment someone who controlled her body the way she did.
"I guess you said a few important things, but it didn't complete all the dots in my mind." Kagura's voice grew colder as her hunger, curiosity, was not being fulfilled.
His voice shook for a moment, then he controlled the tone again as he revealed, "I told you what I know about why you are Futanari. But let me tell you how to deal with it. I bet recent… impulses… have grown stronger. As if your body has its own mind."
Kagura nodded quickly, a smile appearing on her face as the conversation grew more and more interesting.
"To deal with this recent lust, I have a Divine Artifact blessed by the goddess of pleasure herself."
"Goddess?" Kagura didn't dismiss him, while it was interesting, she was still suspicious. She believed in some superstition because of her parents, but her rational mind wanted proof.
Even if he gave proof, she expected it to be like something a con man or magician does.
But to her shock, he stood up from the chair, turned back, and walked toward the wall. He passed through it, his body fading and slowly disappearing. Even with her rational suspicion, she could not shake off the eerie feeling of something supernatural.
As his body phased back into view, he stepped out of the wall. In his hand was something that shocked her more than anything before. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened.
Her gaze fell on the object.
It was soft, curvy, skin-colored as if it were real skin. A toy, an onahole. But not normal. Not like anything she had seen on the internet.
It was big. Much larger. A life-sized onahole, like a life-sized body pillow. It had the shape of a beautiful woman's body, but it was still a toy. It wore no clothes.
It had soft nipples and even the crotch was clearly visible. It had no head, but Kagura's eyes scanned it carefully, committing the entire appearance to memory.
A crazed expression appeared on his face as he noticed Kagura's surprise.
"It is a life-sized onahole, blessed by the goddess of pleasure. It can easily calm you down. If you use it, you don't need to worry about losing control."
Kagura was distressed by the ever-growing lust lately. Any normal human, or even a god experiencing this level of lust would smile with relief, grateful for the miracle and grab it immediately.
But Kagura focused her eyes on him. She remained calm, despite the large bulge in her pants, screaming with need.
She moved forward and grabbed his collar.
"Enough is enough."
"Huh?" The shopkeeper was surprised. He didn't expect her to resist lust this much.
"There's no way you're giving this to me just for money. If you don't tell me what you want… I might have to force you into interrogation."
He smiled despite the situation. "Humans are really what I love most."
"I just want money. You see my cheap shop in a small alley. I also have dreams bigger than what I can do."
"I'll say it again. Tell me what you want." Kagura's voice was cold and calm. Her eyes were sharp, threatening.
"O-Okay… I'll tell you. I read your fortune and became curious about you. I used to know someone who was in the Futanari state. But she died of guilt after what she did, when lust controlled her body."
Kagura scanned for lies. She couldn't see his eyes behind the cloak, but she decided to trust him. His voice sounded too truthful for a con man.
"Okay. Tell me what you want." Kagura sat back in her seat, crossing her legs with a tired yet steady voice.
"I just want your safety. And I didn't lie, I need money. I really haven't eaten for days. I've been searching for money anywhere I can."
His stomach growled loudly as he released the tension, relaxing around her, showing the sincerity he could.
Kagura smirked, feeling strangely close to the shopkeeper.
"Tell me your price."
The shopkeeper smirked back in the same tone.
"100 million yen."
💢 A vein popped on Kagura's forehead.
"Don't joke around. Or I really might smack you."
The shopkeeper laughed and smiled brightly. Kagura strangely found it cute.
"Yes, well… 50 million yen." His words hesitated, testing how far he could go.
Kagura sighed, recognizing this habit from many business deals.
"And the real price?"
The shopkeeper smiled like a medieval merchant, rubbing his hands together.
"Just 10 million yen, my dear customer. A real price, especially for you. And yes, the divine blessing is included."
It wasn't a small amount, but considering her job and salary, she could handle a single large purchase if it was important enough.
Kagura smiled confidently as she took out her wallet. A black card slid out smoothly.
She placed it on the table with a loud slam.
As the shopkeeper reached for it, she pressed her fingers down, stopping him.
"Let's introduce ourselves first if you want money. I'm Arakawa Kagura. And your name?"
The shopkeeper's smile twisted nervously. He hadn't expected her to ask this.
He muttered random sounds trying to form a name. "Ka… Soi… Re… ga—"
Kagura cut him off. "Real name. If you want a fair deal."
"Lauma. I'm Lauma."
He blurted it out without thinking, his hands slapped over his mouth immediately in shock.
"Pleased to meet you, Mr. or Ms. Lauma."
They already got along well, so she chose 'him' for convenience, though the shopkeeper's real gender was unknown.
"Yes, yes, call me whatever pleases you."
Lauma grabbed the black card as soon as Kagura lifted her fingers.
As the card slid through the machine, Lauma snapped his fingers. The onahole was instantly packed into a box, like magic.
Ka-ching~
The sound of the card reading was so satisfying that Lauma's whole body trembled in happiness. He smiled brightly, again, too cute. Kagura unknowingly smiled as well.
Kagura shook his soft hand and took the card back from his soft fingers.
She picked up the box containing the life-sized onahole. It was a bit heavy, but manageable.
Lauma waved goodbye.
"It's heavy because it is a blessed artifact. Think of it as… imagining a real person."
Kagura turned around, her lips curving up into a beautiful smile. If anyone saw her at this moment, they would fall in love instantly.
"Thanks, Lauma." Genuine gratitude filled her voice as she opened the door and stepped out.
There were many things she wanted to ask him, but she didn't. For several reasons. She felt she would see Lauma again. She felt this was the sign of a close friendship and the beginning of a strange friendship..
As the door closed gently, Lauma slowly looked down and smiled, clutching his chest, as if holding something inside him. Pain shook his whole body.
A trembling whisper escaped his mouth.
"Thank you… I am more grateful to you, Arakawa Kagura… The Chosen Destruction."
Author Note:
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