A single sip to wet the throat burned away her reason. In this world, sincerity was lethal.
A male-to-female ratio of 1:4. The male population was about one-fourth that of the female population. In a world where forming male-female couples was physically difficult, roughly 80% of women were unable to have a partner. And perhaps because of that, what people called relations between men and women had become sanctified to a degree incomparable to what had once been considered normal.
Even the smallest, most ordinary contact in daily life, for example, a simple “indirect kiss,” became for women in this world a “once-in-a-lifetime treasure (memory)” that they would revisit over and over until the day they died.
The men seemed to believe they had become a privileged class that lived by feeding on women’s devotion. They accepted being served as a natural right and, with the same unconscious ease as breathing, continued to demand even more devotion.
However, unaware of such rules, “he,” Yuu Yuuki, lived “normally” as he did every day, unconsciously scattering “kindness” into the parched hearts of the women around him.
A single plastic bottle that Yuu had used to quench his thirst and casually left behind on the table. He didn’t know that it would drive an inescapable “lethal dose of love” straight into the heart of the woman living next door.
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