Ai-chan's voice paused, unusually hesitant.
[Um… Host, even if you call me out right now, I can't help much… I don't have hands, and I definitely don't have… At most I can give you ASMR. Boo, Ai-chan is very ashamed.]
"I don't need you for that. Just start the draw."
[In this situation!? Host really is the kind of hero who can watch adult videos without ever dragging the progress bar. Boo, Ai-chan is in awe!]
Then she switched to professional mode:
[Host has two draw chances. Would you like to do a 2-pull?]
"Yeah, just use both."
No 10-pull bonus anyway; saving or not made no difference.
[Roger that~~]
Skipping all the sound effects the system found hilarious but Satoru found painfully annoying:
[Ding ding ding! Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the following rewards!]
Satoru glanced.
Skill: 『Thousand-Pound Drop EX』
Your lower body is ridiculously stable. Perfect for travel, home defense, and robbing people blind.
Satoru: …
Item: 『X-Ray Glasses』
Classic item. Need we say more?
Satoru: ...
"Are you actually a pure-love system!?"
Both rewards looked anything but wholesome!!
[Of course I am! Boo, Ai-chan reaffirms her purity!]
Thousand-Pound Drop could wait; no chance to test it here.
But—
Satoru stared at the black-rimmed glasses that had suddenly appeared in his hand.
He wasn't sure if they actually saw through clothes yet, but he had a strong feeling that putting them on would require him to hike his belt up a few notches.
The manual said:
Effective duration: 24 hours total (not that the glasses disappear after a day, but the X-ray function has a 24-hour battery).
Use 1 hour today → 23 hours left tomorrow.
He slipped them on, pushed them up with his middle finger (sadly no lens flare, or he could cosplay detective).
Activation: just think the command.
First level: see through walls.
He looked toward the bed—yep, the TV was playing black-on-white action.
He turned the other way—Sakura standing awkwardly outside the door, glancing back nervously.
Second level:
Oh. So the mature, dignified kendo captain secretly wears pastel pink-and-white bras.
Third level:
Not just the bra—even what was underneath was pastel pink…
Satoru casually rotated his view.
Then he saw the front-desk auntie.
...Sagging flesh and dark purple.
Satoru immediately issued the next command!
Now even the skin vanished—pure skeleton and muscle.
"…"
Double trauma to eyes and soul.
He instantly canceled the X-ray and yanked the glasses off.
He was basically done showering. He gave himself a quick towel dry, planning to go out and turn off the BBC (Big Bed Channel) adult programming first.
Let Sakura back in.
Standing in the hallway looking lost made her seem like she was selling something suspicious.
"Huh? Ayaka, you're back?"
"Yeah? Sakura, why are you outside?"
Ayaka returned from the other end of the corridor holding Satoru's freshly dried three-piece set.
"Well…"
Sakura explained the chaos that had unfolded inside.
Ayaka was speechless. Sakura has zero life experience and freaks out over a tiny bit of porn. Where's your high-school-girl dignity!?
"Ayaka, why is your face so red?" Sakura asked.
"C-Cough, the laundry room was hot," Ayaka lied.
She had only taken one tiny sniff.
She had only comforted herself a little.
But in the end, she held it together.
Thank god I kept it together, she congratulated herself.
"I'll go turn off the TV," Ayaka declared confidently, pushing the door open. "Minor issue."
She opened it just a crack—enough to see the TV.
Weird, the TV was already off.
She pushed the door a little wider.
Satoru was standing there with a towel on his head, remote in hand.
Oh, he turned it off.
Then,
Ayaka's entire body jolted.
Her shoulders began trembling uncontrollably.
Her knees went weak and started rubbing together.
A tsunami surged within.
Shit. I didn't hold it together after all.
This bastard ambushed me.
Yes, Satoru had a towel—on his head.
And only on his head.
Nothing else.
Slam.
Ayaka shut the door lightning-fast.
"What's wrong, Ayaka? You said it was a small problem?" Sakura asked innocently.
"B-Big…" Ayaka answered in a daze.
She finally understood what Kato Takawo meant by "too big."
That thing could kill someone.
"Ayaka!?" Sakura grew worried. "You're sweating so much!"
"…Mm…"
"Your face is super red!"
"It's fine—"
Ayaka swallowed hard for what felt like forever before her legs stopped shaking.
"…Kobayashi might be out here. Let's knock first."
Sakura wanted to say you already opened the door, but Ayaka was already banging three times like a debt collector.
Satoru had seen Ayaka; being the smart one, he stayed quiet.
Only then did Ayaka open the door again.
Sure enough, the guy had ducked back into the bathroom.
Ayaka let out a huge breath, wiped the sweaty strands off her forehead, and walked in.
She passed the clothes through the crack in the bathroom door.
Satoru emerged fully dressed, looking refreshed.
"Alright, let's go. The movie's about to start."
"Wait!" Ayaka cut in. "I need the bathroom!"
It wasn't just her hair that was sticky.
After tidying up, the trio finally left the love hotel.
On the way to the cinema,
none of them noticed,
a certain figure had appeared behind them,
watching from afar with great interest.
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