A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~

Chapter 47: Deal

I think I hear the words “papa-katsu” and “enjo-kosai” more often than before. It’s a topic that is often featured in the news, and it is not uncommon for it to be discussed in relation to the declining birthrate. In fact, it is one of the themes we learn in class. (T/N: Papa-katsu is basically sugar daddy, enjo-kosai is compensated dating.)

Japan is now a super-aging society with a declining birthrate. However, it seems that the frequency and number of sexual acts among young people have not decreased. Rather, the early sexual experience of young people is progressing. In the health and physical education textbook, there was data that one in three high school girls had already had their first sexual experience. The credibility of that information was not clear, but there were probably not a few high school girls who were actually having sex already.

Even if it was not a desired result on their end.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I’m sorry for being selfish. But look into my eyes now. I feel like my guts are about to boil over.”

I told Aizawa-san about what happened today. I also heard the results of the investigation into Tamada, which Aizawa-san had done for me. It was a really disgusting story.

Then I made a proposal.

“She’s not the only one. There are plenty of such stories in the world.”

“I know that.”

I answered in a tone that was several times harsher than usual. Seeing my response, Aizawa-san closed her mouth and bowed her head deeply.

“I’m sorry. I’ll do as you wish.”

I was just annoyed.

I wasn’t particularly strong in my sense of justice, and I didn’t want to become a scholar who talked about women’s rights. I would probably have sex with various women in the future, and I might take advantage of their goodwill and have sex with them too.

Still, I couldn’t abandon Tamada.

Was this sympathy? Or was it jealousy that Yokoi was taking Tamada?

“To be honest, this is hypocrisy. My pretense of wanting to help her is just that. I don’t like the idea of someone I dislike having sex with a girl who likes me. It’s a strange emotion.”

Tamada told me everything about her past. I also learned about her family circumstances in detail.

She had nowhere to go. She was a minor who was burdened with debt and forced to work in an illegal store. The energetic her I always saw at school was just a facade. There was always despair behind that smile.

Furthermore, it was unfortunate that the son of the leader of the yakuza group that ran the illegal brothel was her classmate at the same school. She was forced to obey Yokoi because she was threatened that she would be exposed to the world.

“Your determination, Hiro-sama, is admirable. And it’s a good condition for us. We will definitely fulfill the promise.”

I decided to ask Aizawa-san and the others for help to save her. There was no other way to save her. But such selfishness would never be allowed. So I made a certain promise with Aizawa-san.

“Please be gentle with me. Summer vacation is almost here, and… okay, I’ll do my best.”

“I’m also looking forward to it.”

I couldn’t see Aizawa-san’s unusually cheerful face.

* * * * *

“How do you feel?”

I returned to the room and called out to a lovely girl. The girl turned to me, covering her face with both hands in embarrassment.

“Why do I have to show my bare face to Nanase?”

There was a girl with a very ordinary face, without any trace of her usual flashy appearance. She squirmed on my bed, moving her legs shyly.

“Come on, it’s not that bad. Atleast bear with it for now.”

“I’m grateful that you’re letting me stay somewhere, but I never imagined I’d be staying at your house…”

After I saved her, I couldn’t just leave her crying, so I decided to take her home with me. It seemed that she had no place to go, and she had no relatives or friends she could rely on, so I decided to take care of her.

“Do you hate it that much? You’re still cute even without makeup.”

“Sh—! Shut up! It’s too embarrassing to be seen without makeup by a man I like!”

The women’s underwear and pajamas that Aizawa-san had prepared for her at the last minute somehow fit her perfectly. She opened the collar of her thin pajamas and fanned herself. Her face was flushed, probably because she had just gotten out of the bath.

“Should I turn up the air conditioning?”

“Ah, sorry… I might just be a bit sensitive to the heat…”

She said shyly, playing with her slightly wet hair. Her flushed body was more than enough to be attractive, and I felt her tight body and the faint scent of shampoo close to me, so I turned away.

I was alone in a room with her, who had a model-like figure. If it was the usual me, my reason might have flown away at this point. But…

“Use my bed tonight. I’ll sleep on the sofa in the living room downstairs.”

Treating her as a tool for sexual pleasure would make me the same as those scumbags. I absolutely didn’t want that. I had decided that I would only have sex with women I truly loved and wanted to cherish.

I had learned about her feelings for me today. To be honest, I was happy. But I didn’t think it was right to immediately have sex with her.

“Hey! That’s not okay! This is a wide bed, so we can sleep together!”

Tamada was persistent. My bed was king-size. It was certainly wide enough for two people to sleep in, but I couldn’t do that.

“No. I’ll be fine on the sofa.”

“Then I’ll sleep on the sofa, too.”

“Come on, that wouldn’t make any sense.”

“If you’re being considerate, stop it! I want to sleep with you!”

She pulled my hand forcefully. I was dragged onto the bed. Our faces were close, and our bodies were pressed together.

“Do you not want to have sex with me?”

Tamada asked me. Her expression looked adult-like, but it was childish. It was a face that was desperately trying to act like an adult.

“Take proper care of yourself. I won’t touch you. But…”

I took her trembling hand.

I hugged her shoulder and calmed her down. She probably didn’t know what true love was. The connection between men and women was not just physical. They could also be connected in their hearts.

She would have to learn about such a connection from now on. No, I would have to teach her.

I had decided to save her. I would be her support for her heart, and I would try to heal her wounds a little.

“I can be by your side. Tamada. Trust me. Let me save you.”

“Umm… thank you.”

Our joined hands never parted until morning.