Chapter 12 A Day Like Vomit
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
A month had passed since school life began, and the initial bewilderment among us freshmen had completely vanished. Yet, I remained isolated.
During the initial basic physical fitness and academic ability tests, I had achieved perfect scores, not just for my grade but setting all-time records, as the voice had instructed. At first, some students approached me, praising me as “amazing.” However, I consistently maintained an arrogant and haughty attitude, believing “I have no intention of dealing with those inferior to me.” It was only natural that I became disliked.
I achieved perfect scores by following the voice’s commands for both tests. It wasn’t my own ability, you know.
What’s more, I had made it a habit to skip classes that the voice told me to “skip this part.” And where was I when I skipped class?
The delinquent leader sneered, “Hey, hurry up and take off your clothes yourself.”
I remained silent, trembling.
I was in the room of the delinquent I was paired with during the practical exam, being humiliated in front of his friends. This, too, was the result of acting on the voice’s instructions.
The voice chimed in cheerfully, Ahhh, this is going smoothly~
One of the onlookers remarked, “Isn’t this kid the top student who got a perfect score on the academic test? I never thought you’d have a hobby like this.”
Another chuckled, “Studying can be stressful, you know.”
A third whistled, “So big.”
I thought, This is the worst, the absolute worst… Why do I have to take off my uniform one piece at a time in front of these guys? Why, why am I going through this… I don’t know what to do anymore.
The delinquent leader snapped, “Whoa, whoa, whoa… What’s with that hand? We agreed no penetration in exchange for not hiding it, right?”
I flinched, “…Ugh.”
He purred, “That’s right, that’s good… What a beautiful body.”
I muttered weakly, “…S-shut up…”
I don’t feel happy at all being praised by you.
The voice commented, Aren’t you embarrassed to be skipping important classes for a strip show? Well, I don’t intend to comment on other people’s hobbies (lol)
I tensed, “…!”
It’s because you told me to do it…!!
One ruffled my hair mockingly, “Hey, hey, what’s with this hair? Are you even grooming it properly?”
Another laughed, “Guess girls grow hair too.”
A third taunted, “What, are you a virgin? lol”
Being mocked as he plucked and pulled my pubic hair, and having my crotch visually inspected by various men… I was overwhelmed by the shame and humiliation. I hated that I could feel my face heating up and my vision blurring, making me want to cry. Showing such obvious weaknesses would only embolden them further.
One noticed, “What, are you crying? lol”
Another sighed, “Eh, she’s so cute… Are we really not allowed to do it?”
The leader growled, “You idiot! If anyone’s doing it first, it’s me!”
Another agreed, “Right… Ah well, all our acquaintances are sluts, so we don’t have anyone like this beginner. I’d love to try her out, though.”
I don’t know your circumstances, and I don’t want to know.
The voice narrated, Still, it’s going smoothly. By skipping classes and being humiliated by an unspecified number of opposite sexes, you’re accumulating malicious karma and sexual experience simultaneously. Bad rumors about Hومو-chan are also spreading within the school, which will reduce the number of main characters who try to get involved with her, thus helping to avoid events.
Ah, geez… In this abnormal situation of being naked in front of numerous men, only the voice’s calm commentary felt unnatural and confusing. My mind and heart were a mess, drowning in a flood of emotions and information.
The leader threatened, “Someday, I’ll shave all this hair off until it’s completely smooth, get a tattoo on my inner thigh… and turn you into a bitch that’s to my liking.”
I jerked away, “Ngh! Th-that’s enough for today!”
He chuckled darkly, “Kukuku, that’s right, for today! It’s over… Come back tomorrow to provide more ‘snacks.’”
I cursed under my breath, “…Die!”
The voice laughed, Seriously, the comment section is filled with ●REC, lol. Are you guys straight?!
While spitting curses, I was forced to put on my clothes in front of the very people I cursed, a pathetic sight observed with smirking faces. Even that was met with mockery from the voice, a profound humiliation. Only my head felt abnormally hot, and my vision narrowed drastically… The lewd jeers of the men even became difficult to hear, as if I were underwater, distorting my sense of hearing. With these distorted senses, I stumbled on unsteady legs, head bowed, and made my way back to my dorm room.
The voice commanded, Alright, now that all your fingers are broken, let’s do some planking~
After being humiliated by countless men, I returned to my room with a worn-out heart, only to be tormented physically. I had no choice or right to refuse; I simply followed the voice’s instructions, breaking my own fingers and then applying the load of my own body weight.
The voice mused, Yeah, the fun part of this game is that mob characters created after clearing the main story can be played not only in the true route but also as enemies, or even outside the context of an otome game.
Listening to the voice as if it were conversing with someone, I just kept breaking my fingers, applying pressure, breaking them again, and applying pressure again. I broke all the fingers and toes on my hands and feet, supporting my body weight solely on the broken tips of my fingers and toes.
The voice announced, Okay, until the next class, just leave it on auto! Go to the toilet now if you need to!
I wondered if the voice was going to the toilet too, a ridiculously out-of-place thought as tears streamed down my face… It hurt, it hurt relentlessly.
I sobbed, “Kuh, ugh… Uuu…”
My heart, my body… everything hurt, all the time.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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