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 67: Motivation

“Please don’t come anymore!!!”

I jump out of bed. I feel like I’ve been having a long, terrible nightmare. I’m covered in sweat.

I woke up the next morning. I’m in my usual bed at home. I feel a strong sense of fatigue and pain in my lower body. It’s hard for me to get out of bed. I think I should take a shower, but my body doesn’t move right away.

I drink the water in the nearby bottle and roll over on the bed. I take a deep breath to calm myself down.

Yesterday was hell. An endless pleasure hell. To be honest, I don’t remember much from the middle, and even though I was surrounded by beautiful women, after having sex with so many of them, the women attacking me just looked like monsters to me. It’s scary to even think about it.

“Hiro-sama, are you awake?”

Suddenly, the door opens, and Aizawa-san enters the room. She’s dressed in a suit as usual, and her hairstyle and makeup are perfectly in place. She looks like a career woman.

“G-Good morning…”

Seeing her, I remember the experiment from yesterday, which was like torture, more vividly. If I think about it, maybe today… I start to feel sick.

“I’m sorry. Even though it was a promise, the experiment was too much of a burden on your body. If you wish, you can take my life.”

Aizawa-san apologizes deeply, kneeling on the ground. It was an experiment that was, in a way, inhumane. I mean, I was happy to be surrounded by beautiful women, but it was physically and mentally tough.

It’s clear that I don’t want to be reminded of it again.

But I don’t intend to blame Aizawa-san. I understand that they have their own circumstances.

I should have obediently followed them without saying no. It’s strange that I’ve been able to get away with being selfish, considering that I’m in a position where I’m being protected.

Aizawa-san has been cooperating with me, respecting my will. So, it’s wrong for me to complain about this. In fact, I should have been bound and kept as an experimental tool for life.

“No, I’m not angry. It was a promise. It was tough, but… if I could be of help.”

“Thank you for your generous treatment.”

I eat breakfast and get ready. I have club activities and extra lessons as usual, so I prepare early. I feel physically tired, so I think about taking a break, but I think that if I take a break once, I’ll get into the habit of skipping, so I somehow manage to leave the house.

Recently, I’ve felt that the club activities are full of energy, and it seems that there will be a practice match with a strong school soon. The opponent is Izumi High School. It’s a confrontation between rival schools, and the practice is intense as everyone tries not to lose. Apparently, the record is even, but recently, we’ve been losing. Especially this year, the opponent school has a promising large center who has joined, and they have the big weapon of height.

Well, I’ll probably just be on the bench, so I don’t know if I’ll play. Rather, I don’t want to. Moving desperately in the gym in midsummer is impossible for my body. Watching the practice match is the best. Besides, it’s a confrontation with a rival school. It will definitely be tough.

“Gather!”

Everyone gathers at the director’s call. The sound of basketball players’ feet rubbing against the floor echoes in the midsummer gym.

“Alright, everyone’s here. Tomorrow is the practice match with Izumi High School. Let’s get pumped up!”

Almost all of the club members, except me, are staring at me with their eyes burning like flames. It seems they’re burning with fighting spirit.

Izumi High School is an old rival school. They have no weaknesses, and the players’ level is average. It’s a flawless team. Tomorrow, we’ll be playing at our home gym. But that doesn’t mean we have an advantage.

“Alright, I’ll announce the starting lineup now.”

Coach Takuoka, the advisor of the basketball club, has a serious expression. Only five players can be in the starting lineup for basketball. The rest are on the bench or not even on the bench.

There are a total of 25 members in our high school’s basketball club, Koshosei High School. There are 12 of us second-year students and 13 first-year students. We compete among ourselves for the starting lineup. Most of the starters are chosen from the second-year students, and it’s usually the same members.

First is Kensuke, the captain. He’s a basketball maniac recognized by both himself and others, and he’s my best friend. He’s the pillar of our team, leading it with passion and play. The other four are also very skilled, and it’s a well-balanced team.

The one who overlaps with my position is always the starter in the forward position, Kirishima, a second-year student. He and I are similar in height, build, and playing style. Like me, he’s good at three-point shots and is also called a shooter. He’s the one who’s always trusted to take the shot when we need three points in an important time slot.

He’s a hard worker and often stays behind to practice. Recently, I’ve had the impression that his shooting percentage has been dropping, but this time, too, he’ll probably be the starter.

“Last, forward… Hiro, it’s you. This time, I want you to work hard from the starting lineup.”

“Huh?”

Surprisingly, I was chosen for the starting lineup. Coach Takuoka is looking at me with an expectant gaze.

The surroundings are buzzing. Of course, that’s understandable. The unchanging starting lineup has changed. And the one who changed is me. I was recently absent from club activities, and I’m a troublemaker. I’ve taken away Kirishima-kun’s starting lineup spot. To be honest, I feel guilty and my heart hurts.

“Hey, be quiet. The starting lineup isn’t everything. The bench and the benchwarmers are all part of our team. And what the coach decides is absolute. If you have any complaints, don’t whisper them.”

Kensuke’s words silence everyone. Even the members who were complaining have fallen silent. Kensuke’s leadership has saved me. He took the hate on himself so that I wouldn’t become the villain who took the starting lineup spot.

“I’m sorry, Kensuke.”

“Don’t worry about it. You were chosen based on your skills. I’m proud of you.”

Kensuke encouraged me secretly so that no one would notice. I thanked him in a low voice.

However, to be honest, I don’t find the starting lineup that appealing. I don’t know about my skills, but if I’m in the starting lineup, I have to move twice as much, and that makes me tired. In this basketball club, which is becoming a powerhouse, is it really okay for someone like me, who has low motivation, to become a starter?

“Hiro, you’re always unmotivated. It’s obvious just by looking at your play. To be honest, I don’t even want you on the bench.”

“Ugh…”

Coach Takuoka’s sharp words pierce my heart. It’s too logical, and I can’t say anything back. I think the same thing myself. Someone like me, who has no motivation, is more suited to be a benchwarmer.

“But this time, I chose you based on your skills. Your shooting percentage is amazing. I want you to show that in tomorrow’s match.”

If he says that, I have no choice but to do it. I have to win the match absolutely for Kensuke’s sake.

“I, I understand… I’ll do my best.”

“I’m also counting on you. Hiro, do your best.”

Kirishima-kun also pats me on the back. He’s probably the one who’s the most disappointed. But still, he’s cheering for me. I can’t afford to be unmotivated.

“I’ll do my best…”

Loud applause enveloped me.