The Virgin Hero Who Fought in the Dungeon for 20 Years Returned to the Surface Only to Find the Population of the World Has Dropped Drastically, with a Male-to-Female Ratio of 1:1000 - 39

Chapter 39: Genetic Preservation Facility

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The Land Rover Defender 110 was big, but its fuel efficiency couldn’t be called good in the slightest. With a mileage of 7 kilometers per liter, it was practically a hobby car. However, it seemed Sayaka had deemed this level of pompous size was necessary for carrying a rare species, a living man.

But still, what a view. 

Sayaka, sitting in the driver’s seat, was wearing an ultra-mini skirt. So, while pretending to look at the scenery outside, Ryuuto actually ogled Sayaka’s plump thighs with one eye. Their destination was a building located in central Tokyo. It seemed to have been built on a vacant lot scorched by a fierce battle 20 years ago, but the appearance of the building was bizarre. First off, the building didn’t show any indication of what kind of building it was. 

Is it a military facility? Or maybe a government research institute?

Painted entirely in white, the building looked like a hospital, but it exuded a more intense sense of rejection meant to shut outsiders off rather than showing off a sense of cleanliness. There were no walls around the building, only an easily surmountable fence, but up, but upon  closer inspection of the garden shrubs, one could see that cables were intricately strung throughout, likely carrying high voltage electricity. 

At the entrance gate, Sayaka held up an electronic card, and the guard took it to grant access for them. Simultaneously, the massive bollards at the entrance sank one after another into the ground. The security around this building was extremely tight. At the entrance, soldiers in full combat gear, with automatic rifles hanging, could be seen scanning the surroundings for any sign of threat. Even so, the moment they recognized Ryuuto as a man accompanying Sayaka, the air around them slightly changed. 

“This way, Ryuuto-sama.”

“Wow, this must have cost a fortune.”

“All paid by the taxes of the people.”

The carpet in the lobby was evidently luxurious. The receptionists bowed silently to Ryuuto, but their eyes flickered with strong curiosity. The inside of the building was wide and open. Classical music was playing somewhere at a volume low enough not to be intrusive. Overwhelmed by the high-class aura of the space, Ryuuto inadvertently grabbed the hem of Sayaka’s blazer. Sayaka gave him a gentle look before she gently took his right hand to lead him.

“Sorry, places like this make me nervous.”

“It’s alright, Ryuuto-sama. Sayaka is here with you.”

A silent receptionist stood in front of Ryuto and Sayaka, indicating the route to take. Once they entered a private room, the music suddenly shifted to something more romantic. The room was dominated by shades of blue, contrasting with the rest of the building. There was a large sofa where one could lie down and an imposing large TV monitor. Ryuuto scanned his surroundings, confused at the sight when the lighting dimmed ever so slightly.

“So… Can you tell me why we’re here? And what’s this place for?”

“Certainly. Ryuuto-sama, you know that the number of men in this world has decreased significantly, right? So much so that the number of women overwhelmingly outnumbered the number of men.”

“Yeah, well, I can see the proof of that with my own eyes by now.”

“Twenty years ago, the balance of gender of the earth’s population was completely skewed due to the global pandemic. The male to female ratio is now at 1:1000. In Japan, women have no choice but to rely on state or private sperm banks if they wish to conceive. Therefore, it is a duty of Japanese men to provide their genetic material once a month.”

“Uhh, so basically…”

“We will preserve the genetic material provided by Ryuuto-sama in its freshest state possible in this tube and then, we will freeze it. Depending on the circumstances and under a meticulous system along with the approval of the National Prosperity Committee, Ryuuto-sama’s genetic material will be distributed to women hoping to bear children.”

Ryuuto pressed a button on the remote on the glass table, turning on the 165 inch giant TV. Almost immediately, a passionate scene of men and women with their bodies entwined together could be seen on the screen. The room was filled with the sound of their moans. Ryuuto, gulping hard in silence, turned off the TV. 

“…So you want me to jerk off here?”

“Precisely.”

Ryuuto slumped forward in despair. 

Well, not like this is any different from what I usually do…

“Haa… I understand that this is my duty as a man, but… It’s just sad that I need to do this alone in such a grand room like this…”

‘Ryuuto-sama, shall I assist you then?”

“Huh?”

“Unworthy as I am, this Sayaka Yamanashi will help Ryuuto-sama in providing his genetic material for the government.”

“Uhhh… Does that mean you will show me the most erotic part of the videos or you’re going to choose the best DVDs for me to watch?”

“By assisting, I mean I will…”

Sayaka stuck out her long, erotic tongue and muttered shyly. Her eyes were hot and moist, with a slight tear forming along the edges of her eyelids.

“Ryuuto-sama’s burly and strong thing, I…”

Ryuuto tried to stand from the sofa, but it was as if some invisible force was holding him down! He couldn’t move his body even if he wanted to. 

Stop it. I want to stand up and act like a gentleman here! Stopppp! Hm? No one is holding me down? Is that so? Does that mean I’m an actual sleazebag here? I mean… Who cares?! I will become a sleazebag if I have to! They say ‘it’s a shame for a starving dog not to eat,’ but I want to make my partner say,”Ahh, Dear… I’m feeling so embarrassed…” It’s in my instinct to see that! I mean, gosh… What am I thinking right now?! I’m not making any sense!!!

“Is it… A no? Am I not good enough, Ryuuto-sama?”

Sayaka looked up at him with unshed tears welling up in her eyes. Sayaka was breathing heavily like an aroused female dog. She leaned forward, placing her hand on his thighs. Her nails were adorned with pink nail polish complete with glitter. Her already large chest looked even more alluring when she was leaning forward like this.

By the time he realized it, Ryuuto was already holding Sayaka’s head with his hands, gripping it tightly. Sayaka let out a moan that could be interpreted as either pain or pleasure.

“Ahh…”

“Ple-Please take care of me!”

Ryuuto surrendered to the temptation at breakneck speed.

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