Ryuji felt utterly satisfied. Ran's body exceeded even his expectations. Though she was a normal human being, her body was stronger and more resilient than even Mitsuri's, who had devoted her entire life to combat.
Honestly, it baffled him. But then he reminded himself... this was the world of Conan logic. Nothing ever had to make sense here.
Her pussy was unbelievably tight, and Ran, to her own surprise, was swept away by an unfamiliar pleasure. Ryuji's unrelenting, domineering pace made her realize that she did not actually dislike "rough men." What she hated were men who were rough in the wrong context.
And now… this was the right context.
Unseen to either of them, the twisted world power stirred again. But this time, it failed.
Its influence could not take hold... because Ran's heart no longer wavered. No longer riddled with hesitation or cracks.
This was something the it had never anticipated. According to its "programming," or the set idea, Ran should have been drowning in lust at this time, her soul left vulnerable to fracture. That weakness would have allowed it to keep her tied to Ryuji only temporarily, until the moment came when it could shatter her bond with him... revealing that what they shared was only lust, not love.
And when that happens, it could have easily drive her away from Ryuji and obtain that huge power he carried.
But instead... It failed.
Ran's lingering doubt, 'Do I truly love Shinichi?', had evaporated. She had already found her answer.
Yes, she did love Shinichi… but not the Shinichi obsessed with mysteries, not the boy who chased truth. The Shinichi she longed for was an illusion... someone who could protect her, someone who could give her what she craved.
It just happened that her childhood friend, Shinichi, wore that mask most of the time. That was all.
Ran finally understood her own heart. She also realized, that for Shinichi, her love had always been a chain. His true partner was someone who shared his burning obsession with mysteries, who would find thrill at his deductions, who would race alongside him toward every truth.
Not a girl who disliked his detective work and only wanted the comfort of his strength.
If this twisted world-power had possessed a will of its own, it would have cursed aloud at that moment. Because though it had indeed nudged Ran into heat, it wasn't the true cause of her change. What truly pushed her over the edge was the loss of Shinichi's protection, the crushing helplessness that followed… and then being protected and rescued by Ryuji. As well as his undisguised desire for her body.
Yes, she was influenced... but it was still Ran herself who made the final decision!
And it was precisely because of this that the the twisted world power slipped up and revealed itself.
It had no true will of its own. It could never calculate the complexities of human hearts. And so, in this moment, it exposed itself before Ryuji.
With Ran's body pressed close against his, Ryuji instantly sensed the faint leak of that twisted world power. Startled, he instinctively reached out.
The instant his hand moved, the fragment of world power within his own body flared, glowing with a golden light. In an instant, it latched onto the twisted world power clinging to Ran and pulled it in.
"An unexpected bonus?"
Ryuji couldn't help but mutter wryly. But the moment the twisted world power was captured by the world fragment inside his body, knowledge flooded his mind. He understood most of what was wrong with this world.
This world wasn't invaded by monsters from another dimension. Instead, it had been corrupted by the favorability system... the same mechanic that had once existed in 7 Days to Die.
In that system, one could build favorability with NPCs and players alike, then unlock various interactions by putting in the effort: dialogue, gifts, even intimate acts. Rewards, items, opportunities would follow as bonds deepened.
But when the world shattered, that system was twisted.
Now it had become a rule where any action could raise favorability, and the people it touched could be pushed into all sorts of behaviors. People who were affected by the twisted world power will be mentally affected not because it was powerful, but because it preyed upon cracks already present in people's hearts.
Ran was a perfect example. Her doubts about whether Shinichi truly loved her or whether she had only forced their friendship into the shape of romance were cracks this twisted world power exploited. Eri was affected because of her doubts and mistrust in her marriage with Kogoro.
Anyone who longed for something they lacked, anyone with a fragile yearning, could be influenced.
And because this twisted World power or rather, the distorted world rule that sought to devour the warped destiny energy within him... anyone who harbored doubts, conflicting desires, or those who had received his help inevitably began to develop thoughts tied directly to Ryuji.
But its scope was limited, this fragment only embodied lust, its influence manifested in carnal directions alone.
If someone lived contently, harboring no dissatisfaction with their current life, and never let Ryuji's presence trigger emotional imbalance or anxieties about the future, then the fragment's effect was useless against them.
Ran Mouri, however, had already come to a brutal clarity. She fully admitted that what she had with Shinichi wasn't true love. It was merely her forcing a friendship into the role of romance, making Shinichi play her "boyfriend" in name only. Deep down, she was a woman longing for a man who could dominate her, who could truly satisfy her.
Thus, her heart bore no resistance, no cracks of doubt. She surrendered to the lust aimed at Ryuji without struggle or denial.
Normally, such clarity would take years. At the very least, Shinichi's long-term absence would eventually erode Ran's sense of security, triggering her suppressed desires. After all, in that year he had given her no protection, only burdens... burdens disguised as "Conan."
It was then she realized the truth: her bond with Shinichi had always been nothing more than fleeting adolescent affection, friendship in disguise. He never craved her body, never pursued kisses or intimacy. And seeing his disinterest, she never pushed for more either. That silence between them spoke louder than any words.
And so Ran's heart, briefly, had become whole.
This fragment of twisted world power could not normally affect someone like her. And yet... its twisted presence exposed even that hidden weakness.
"Damn… did I capture this thing too early?" Ryuji cursed inwardly.
At that very moment, he rammed himself deep into Ran's pussy, hard enough that her body jolted violently. A gush of liquid burst from her tight cunt, spraying out as he pulled back, a wet, obscene sound echoing through the room. Warm fluids trickled slowly from her swollen folds.
The fragment of world power had come to him far too easily.
He had expected a long struggle, perhaps an intelligent, monstrous will hidden behind it all. But this… this was no sentient foe. It was merely a distorted law, incomplete, warping desires wherever it touched.
And it wasn't just him who had been affected. Many people had been led astray by this power, following the raw hunger in their hearts rather than any supposed "canon" destiny.
For example, someone who longed for lost maternal love had cast away misunderstandings early, reclaiming family bonds but forfeiting future romances.
Others who had phycological problems due to past events had broken through their trauma and chosen new lives under the influence of the twisted world power, only to lose friends or even their destined spouses in the process.
Such changes are not uncommon. It cand be said that these changes had happened countless times already when this twisted world power was operating in tis world.
"No wonder the whole plot feels so strange…" Ryuji muttered to himself.
Most stories began because one or two people had a single passing thought. That spark alone would set everything into motion. But this twisted world power didn't allow such sparks... it dragged those thoughts violently to the surface.
"So, is Ran giving herself to me because of this fragment's influence? Or because she truly changed on her own?" he wondered. "And Makoto too... was her strange behavior also because of this?"
He smirked bitterly. "Come on, do I really need a cheat like this to seduce women?"
And then, shamelessly, he admitted to himself:
"Yes. Yes, I do. Why refuse free assistance? If this power can make a girl fall in love with me, why wouldn't I use it? Who wouldn't want misunderstandings and 'accidents' to put girls in their arms? So what if it's the Twisted World power? If anything, I wish I had a hypnosis system too!"
Ryuji shed bitter tears in his heart. He cursed himself for capturing the fragment too soon, cursed himself for letting Makoto slip away while he instead slept with Ran, cutting short the chain of convenient 'assists.'
Yes, he admitted it: his conquest of Ran... so soon was thanks to this world power, accelerating things far ahead of schedule. But deep down, he also knew that if he had pursued her on his own, he could have succeeded eventually.
As for feeling uneasy because of the help of world power? Impossible.
Ryuji was a man destined to build a harem. Why should he feel uneasy just because a "tool" had sped things up? That was ridiculous.
"Damn it!"
He wanted to cry, but what was done was done. Regret solved nothing. The only thing he could do now was...
"Take this!"
He flipped Ran body over, exposing her plump, firm ass... far less voluptuous than her mother's, but just as enticing in its own way. With a sharp smack, his hand landed across her pale, soft butt cheeks, the sound echoing as a bright red mark bloomed across her soft flesh.
"Ah!" Ran cried out, her body jerking forward.
Without pause, Ryuji spread her ass cheeks wide, his fingers sliding lower, teasing the tight, forbidden ring of her rear.
"Ryuji… not there…" she gasped, panic lacing her voice. She had never imagined he would use that place.
Her pussy was already swollen and sore from his relentless use, yet her body still longed for more. If he wanted release, she had been prepared to pleasure him with her mouth. And if even that wasn't enough, she would let him plunge into her pussy again, until she drowned once more in the unbearable pleasure he gave her.
But this... this she had not expected.
"Shut up."
His only response was another punishing slap across her ass. A fresh red handprint bloomed across her snowy skin. The sting made her whimper, tears welling in her eyes, but it also made her shiver with a strange, shameful joy.
Because his desire for her body was undeniable.
"You just need to be obedient," he growled, voice thick with hunger. "and keep giving me children."
The raw command in his tone frightened her a little, but at the same time, it sent a dark, thrilling heat through her chest.
Then Ryuji slicked his fingers with her dripping pussy... but instead of smearing it over her tight back entrance, he reached for the thermos by the bedside, filled with warm water. With ruthless efficiency, he tilted it and poured the liquid directly into her trembling hole, forcing her body to open for him in ways she had never known.
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