Chapter 20: Virtual Reality Part 3

The room was clearly out of place.

Despite being at least forty tatami mats in size, it was almost completely empty. The only furnishing was a single bed in the center that glowed faintly.

Ah. This is a save point.

I enjoy games as much as the next person, so I recognized it immediately. I figured I could either save my data or recover my health here.

With a grunt, I lay down on the bed for the time being.

Log-off functions are a standard feature for save points. If I was lucky, I might be able to escape without even clearing the game.

I waited, a faint hope in my heart, but all that came was silence.

If I strained my ears, I could hear a soft hummmmm… or at least I thought I could. A faint sound that disappeared when I tilted my head. It wasn’t unpleasant. In fact, combined with the warmth of the blanket, the monotonous sound was rather comforting.

(Ah… this is bad… It feels… so… gooo……)

My consciousness sank deep into a swamp of pleasure, and then it was gone.

I snapped my eyes open with a start.

I fell asleep! But this is a virtual world! Is that even possible? It’s like dreaming within a dream.

As I tried to get out of the blanket, I felt something was wrong.

My body felt strangely heavy. And warm.

I casually lifted the edge of the blanket and saw a little girl staring right back at me!

So scary. Huh? Sooo scaaary!

Is this The Grudge?! Is that Toshio?!

No, wait. It’s not Toshio. Toshio can’t produce these two soft, springy sensations!

Its true identity was the president.

The president was in my bed, completely naked. And why was she naked?!

I gently lowered the blanket I had lifted.

Begone, foul spirit! The power of Christ compels you! Redrum, redrum! By the sign of the cross!

“That should do it,” I said, and as I tried to crawl out of the blanket, the soft twin hills pressed against me even more firmly. I was held in a tight lock and couldn’t move.

“Shin-chan, don’t go.”

“Begone, busty demon! Begone, busty demon!”

I thrashed about wildly trying to escape, but she held me down with a confident smile. “I won’t let you?” Why is she so powerful when she’s so petite and childlike?! This world is truly unreasonable.

“And anyway, put on some clothes!”

“You prefer it with clothes on, Shin-chan?”

Damn it! I can’t reason with this little kid!

I glanced to the side of the bed and saw the president’s discarded uniform, panties, and bra lying on the floor.

Why is it that the empty shell seems more erotic than the naked body? For the time being, I made sure to input the color of the president’s panties into my brain.

“You were super cute while you were sleeping, Shin-chan, but I really wanted to get all lovey-dovey with you while you were awake. So I waited for you the whole time, you know?”

The president cupped my cheeks in her hands, touched her nose to mine, and smiled gently. A sweet, moist scent like a white peach tempted me.

The president wasn’t making any decisively lewd moves. Was her plan to just stir my lust and make me be the one to initiate? Even now, she was playfully caressing my chin, tickling me. My libido—or rather, my soldier—swelled up and up.

The president is as dangerous as I thought! I have to take her down, fast!

I rolled over, taking her with me, and wrapped the blanket around us like a burrito. The president’s soft skin pressed even closer. Misunderstanding something, she happily rested her cheek on my chest.

Next, I forcefully slid down toward the foot of the bed, attempting to escape from the blanket burrito.

But then an accident occurred. I couldn’t get out in one go and got stuck halfway through the blanket.

It was dark and I couldn’t see anything. I could, however, feel the sensation of soft hair against my cheek. A rich scent, something like cheesecake, wafted up from my nose.

“Ngh, Shin-chan, you’re so lewd❤︎”

Sploosh. I heard the sound of some liquid gushing nearby. Immediately after, my cheeks were squeezed by something soft. A warm, slick liquid touched my chin.

“Shin-chan, ahh, no… aaahh!”

For some reason, the president was writhing and squirming restlessly.

In the moment the pressure on my cheeks loosened, I made another attempt to escape the blanket burrito.

Sloop. I popped out and my vision cleared. Without a moment’s delay, I took the rope and wrapped it around and around the burrito, tying it tight.

“Nngah?! What do you think you’re doing?! Shin-chan!”

I didn’t have time to argue with the president. I silently walked to the room’s window and threw it open.

Below, an incredible number of zombies were milling about. They must have placed a ton of zombies outside to prevent anyone from escaping the hospital.

The zombies that noticed me stretched out their arms and gathered directly below the window. I didn’t know what floor I was on, but it seemed to be about ten meters to the ground, so there was no way the zombies could climb up.

I returned to the president and gave her a bright smile.

“Eh, wait, Shin-chan?”

The president was flustered. As expected of the student council president, she understood what I was thinking. A model student who is in tune with the hearts of the student body.

I silently hoisted the burrito-wrapped president onto my shoulder.

“W-W-Wait, wait, wait! You’re kidding me?! You wouldn’t do that, would you, Shin-chan?! Right?!”

Still silent, I grunted and hauled the burrito-president to the window, and then I screamed from the bottom of my stomach.

“Begone, busty demon!”

The thrown president flew out the window—right above the horde of zombies—and looked at me, her eyes wide with an expression that said, I can’t believe this kid.

For a moment, it was as if time had stopped, and I saw a burrito angel floating in the air.

Well, she fell after that, though.

“Noooooooooo! Shin-chan, you monster!”

Without watching the president’s final moments, I slammed the window shut.

Alright, that’s the third boss defeated!

Just as I was about to leave the room, I heard applause from the entrance.

Clap… clap… clap… clap…

I looked over and saw Misaki-chan leaning against the wall, clapping slowly. She was making an entrance like she was the final mastermind.

“Bravo, Shin-chan-senpai.” Misaki-chan stopped clapping and spoke from on high. “I had faith that you would be able to defeat everyone else.”

“Don’t tell me… your goal was to have me defeat everyone?”

I had thought it was strange that Misaki-chan, the developer, hadn’t shown up until the very end. It would be just like her to do something as underhanded as knowing everyone’s location. And yet, she let everyone else make the first move. Did that mean she was waiting to get me alone?

“No. That is incorrect.” Misaki-chan shook her head. “My objective lies beyond that. Eliminating the other student council members was merely the preliminary stage.”

What does that mean?

Misaki-chan’s solemn expression told me there was something more going on. There seemed to be some deep circumstances that I didn’t know about.

Misaki-chan is underhanded and a dangerous person who won’t hesitate to use any means to achieve her goals, but she’s also kind and cares about her friends. I shouldn’t just label her as ‘evil’ at this stage.

I waited for Misaki-chan to speak.

“My true objective is—”

Misaki-chan spoke, her expression somewhere between sorrowful and helpless, yet as if she were gritting her teeth and enduring something.

“—to enjoy some lovey-dovey fun time with you, Shin-chan-senpai, without any interruptions, until you pass out!”

I take back what I just thought.

There’s no depth here at all. In fact, it’s so simple you could call it primal.

And besides, your goal is basically the same as everyone else’s. Why are you acting like you have some special reason, you perverted mechanic?

“Hehe, I won’t stop after just one or two rounds, you know? Brace yourself!”

Okay, this is ‘evil.’ This is undeniably ‘evil.’ You’re the most evil girl in the entire student council.

I pointed the muzzle of my gun at Misaki-chan and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The recoil made the gun jump, and a loud shot echoed. But the bullet never reached Misaki-chan.

It hit an invisible wall before it could reach her and was stopped.

“Wha…?!”

“Are you surprised? Shin-chan-senpai, have you forgotten that I am the developer of this game?”

Misaki-chan’s lips curled up slightly into a cold smile.

A cheat ability, just as I thought!

“Damn it!”

I fired the gun again. Two shots in a row. But once again, the invisible wall protected Misaki-chan.

Tap, tap, Misaki-chan slowly walked toward me.

“Special Skill: ‘Iron Wall of the Hymen.’”

Another bullet I fired was deflected with a ping.

Despair began to set in.

But before that, before Mr. Despair arrived, I just wanted to say one thing.

“You really have a thing for hymens, don’t you?!”

“Hehe, say whatever you like. The only thing that can break my hymen is the magnum in your pants, Shin-chan-senpai.”

This is hopeless, this cheat-using girl is too unfair! A straight fight is a guaranteed loss. I’ll be drained dry by her succubus-like libido.

Gulp. I swallowed hard. It’s a secret that I thought for a second that it might not be so bad.

I turned on my heel and ran.

“Ah! Hey! Running away is cheating! I’m the final boss!”

Succubus Misaki chased after me at incredible speed.

And so, we return to the chase scene from the beginning.

I sprinted through a narrow corridor. Many pipes lined the walls, and occasionally a hissing sound of something spraying would go off. Pshhhh.

I crawled under a burst of steam that shot out to block the passageway.

I stood up and started running again. When I looked back, Misaki-chan was closing in, laughing as she leaped over the steam.

“Aha, ahaha, ahahahahaha!”

“Hieeeeeee!”

In the midst of this desperate game of tag, I saw hope at the end of the corridor.

A black coffin, placed as if it were buried in white and pale green flowers—the Promised Coffin!

Game clear is just around the corner! A little more! Just a little more!

I reached the Promised Coffin. I had so much momentum that I crashed into it, stopping as I draped myself over it.

Yes! All I have to do is sprinkle this ‘Crazy Salt’ on it for flavor, and I should clear the game!

I turned back to Misaki-chan with a triumphant look on my face.

“Hahaha! I win, Misaki-chan! Have fun getting all lovey-dovey with this coffin until you pass out! Hahahahahaha!”

Misaki-chan’s face twisted and she grit her teeth. To lose so pathetically even after using cheats. Hahahaha! Serves you right! This feels great! I’m on top of the world!

“Tch! If it’s come to this… it’s not quite ready for practical use, but I have no choice.”

Misaki-chan muttered under her breath.

When I pulled out the ‘Crazy Salt’ and raised it up, Misaki-chan was still about five meters away.

It was clearer than day which would be faster: me shaking out the Crazy Salt, or Misaki-chan closing a five-meter gap.

But Misaki-chan’s eyes had not given up. She shouted at the top of her lungs.

“Special Skill! ‘Popping the Cherry’!”

The moment she shouted, Misaki-chan vanished with a pop. She disappeared. And since she’s a virgin, it was a literal popping of the cherry. And where did she go?!

Just as I was about to get confused, Misaki-chan suddenly appeared right in front of me. The whole thing took about 0.1 seconds.

Misaki-chan wrapped her arms around my neck, stood on her tiptoes as high as she could, and stole my lips.

“Mmph?!”

Misaki-chan’s face was right in front of mine. Her long, closed eyelashes, her soft cheeks flushed sakura-pink, her hot, sweet breath, and our joined lips. I could feel all of Misaki-chan at zero distance.

It was a feeling different from pleasure or ecstasy. Shyness, impatience, happiness, and anxiety. All sorts of emotions flew around in my brain like scraps of paper caught in a whirlwind.

Stunned by the sudden kiss, the ‘Crazy Salt’ slipped from my hand. Plop.

The ‘Crazy Salt’ hit the Promised Coffin with a loud THUNK. The container’s lid came off, and the salt spilled all over the coffin.

‘GAME CLEAR! SHINICHI!’

I was returned to the student council room.

♦︎

“Ah! Shin-chan’s back!”

I heard the president’s voice and opened my eyelids.

I slowly sat up and took off the headset.

‘What happens in the virtual world does not affect your physical body.’

That’s what she had said in the briefing.

But that was a lie.

Because right now, my heart was pounding so hard it hurt. I touched my lips. I felt like the sensation of her soft lips was still there.

Does this count as a first kiss? Or does it not count because it was virtual?

I don’t know. As I was agonizing over this unanswerable question, Misaki-chan eventually woke up too.

“Ah, Misaki, welcome back. What happened with the game in the end?” the president asked.

“Aww, Shin-chan-senpai cleared the game on me~. I wanted to play more.”

Misaki-chan looked at me and smiled seductively. What exactly did she want to “play” more of?

As I started to open my mouth, Misaki-chan secretly put a finger to her lips and made a ‘shhh’ gesture.

A secret just between the two of us. My heart fluttered a little. Could a virtual kiss be a first kiss? The pounding in my chest felt like the answer itself.

How is Misaki-chan so experienced when she’s younger than me?! It’s kind of frustrating. That little devil, Misaki.

Student Council Public Relations Officer, Yamanaka Misaki’s kisses are dangerous, even in virtual reality!