Ah well, whatever. Why so complicated? I thought indifferently.
Without a second thought, I went straight back to the bedroom, the same place whereas I'd been resting earlier.
"Open the door."
Whirr.
I walked in right away and shut the door. "Close the door."
Click.
The door closed automatically.
The moment I stepped in, I tried to move sneakily, careful with my footsteps.
Hushedly, similar to a thief trying not to trigger the alarm of the girl's next door.
No, more like the emotional alarm of that femboy.
But suddenly—
"GYAAAT!!!"
Just as I was about to glance around, Velvet let out a shriek in surprise.
She was staring at all of her clothes—shirt and pants—soaked and sticky with juice.
"Huh?" My mouth went agape witnessing this scene, but not reacted to it.
She panicked and immediately stripped off her black t-shirt and pencil pants.
Leaving only her red-colored underwear garments attached.
And as if unaware that I'd seen everything, she suddenly froze in-panicky after realizing I was there, staring at her in disbelief.
"Hey! What are you staring at? That's not funny, you know."
She said, hugging a pillow to cover her chest.
This femboy girl is kinda cute though.
I thought mischievously, entertained by the unexpected eye candy.
The apple of my eyes.
"Also, where were you just now? I already told you not to go and stand-by, didn't I? Are those ears just for show or what?"
I sighed and calmly replied,
"I was just taking a walk. Got bored since you were sleeping so… joyfully."
I intentionally dragged out the last part in an abrupted manner, hoping she'd get a clue about the orgasm juice incident happened while she was sleeping on her bed.
Then, since she didn't interrupt—maybe still flustered—I went on with what I had to say.
"If you want to change, go to the washroom. You're a femboy here, not a dude."
Her teeth clenched, clearly not happy.
"Hah, what? Joyfully, you said? I literally was suffering, okay? And I only panicked and reacted like that just because you weren't there."
"If you were suffering, then why not just cu—"
Her sharp piercing glare cut me off, as if her eyes were saying, You think it's easy? Falling asleep while holding it in, half-touching forbidden zones, nearly finishing but stopping yourself because you're trying to be a real man?
"Oh right, you're actually a guy, huh. By the way, why use a girl avatar, femboy?"
I asked, trying to lighten the mood.
"What about you? I'm way more confused by you since you don't seem to have any clear goal. Unlike me."
"And one more thing. Stop calling me a femboy, you h-protagonist."
THUMP.
That… sounded more like a compliment than an insult.
I really wanted to say, "That sounded like a compliment to me," like one of those nonchalant protagonists from games, anime, or manga. Whatever. But maybe that's not quite right for someone like me—who's actually a girl.
Hmm… maybe I should just try to go full pick-me girl mode? That'd be kinda fun too.
"Oh no! I mean, I'm… I'm not like that at all, okay? I'm totally an innocent girl, and I need attention and protection too, you know hehehe~"
I said, feigning innocence and acting all girly—head down, fingers touching shyly.
Yup, that should be more than enough to fool him.
To be fair, he might not believe me at all.
But either way, he'll never figure out what I truly am. That's the whole hidden motive.
BEEP BEEP!
Right in the middle of our anime-alike conversation, a notification popped up. My eyes immediately darted to the '[1]' icon flashing a new notification alert.
[YOUR LIBIDO HAS RETURNED TO NORMAL. THANK YOU FOR HAVING FUN WITH US – 1 minute ago]
"Having fun" my ass. I was more scared I'd end up jerking off like Velvet over there.
I cursed internally at the message, half-annoyed, since I'd been seriously overheating earlier and nearly lost it. Good thing I held it in.
Thankfully, I didn't overthink it—or rather, I just couldn't care less.
My body temperature was finally going back to normal now.
Not burning up with heated intensity nor insatiable desire like ever before.
Velvet seemed relieved seeing that notification too.
Though honestly, I couldn't help but wonder—since when did she strip her clothes and wrap herself in that blanket?
Damn, she moved real quick. Undressing herself already.
Completely naked now. Just a thin sheet separating my eyes from… a moral dilemma.
But come to think of it, that other girl earlier was kinda doing the same thing.
Are the two of them… involved?
Eh, what am I thinking. Of course not. Okay, I really need to stop imagining weird stuff.
Still, glancing briefly… Velvet's body wasn't that bad at all.
Not exactly hourglass like the girl's next door—more like an inverted triangle.
"I told you not to stare, and now you're thinking weird stuff. Typical h-protagonist."
Ugh, I got caught again.
I looked away, trying to avoid staring too directly.
"Okay, ahegao girl."
I shot back, not pulling any punches. Her face immediately turned red.
"Shut up. You're seriously weird. What kind of girl likes watching that stuff?"
"Hey, I watch whatever I want. That's my TV, my tapes."
Honestly, I'm not really that picky about what I watch.
Even those kinds of animations—I've got a whole archive saved.
Yeah, it's weird for a girl, I know. Especially since I prefer acting like a guy, and maybe being an h-protagonist is kind of like a dream for me. One that's hard to reach.
At least, in the real world.
But… here, it could still happen. And I'm not gonna pretend otherwise.
"Midnight, you are a girl, you know." he said with a sigh, sounding confused and unsure.
"Yeah? So what? Do I have to follow the stereotype and act like one of those glittery socialites?"
I snapped back, unable to hide myself anymore, half-teasing but with a bit of real anger slipping into my tone.
Honestly, I couldn't resist people with those old-fashioned and conservative ideas—especially when they try to force them on others. Girls should dress proper, wear makeup, be pretty, stay clean bla bla bla bla—ugh, I'm getting so sick of it already.
I don't care. It's my body. I'll do what I fucking want and damn well please with it.
"Well, no, not really. But at least try to look decent enough not to embarrass yourself. That's all."
He said that a bit humbly, probably he understood where I was coming from.
Then, without missing a beat, I threw the question back at him, diving deeper into this weirdly personal conversation.
"And you..."
"Why'd you pick a girl avatar in this game? You're a total dude in real life, right?"