Hayakawa Aki looked down.
She saw that—inside Renji's pants—his little Renji had actually expanded into something resembling an iron rod.
That exaggerated outline had even reached the area around his right thigh.
"Wh-what... Is... Is this... the 23-centimeter little Renji...? It actually got to this extent... It's already stretching across his thigh... Phew... Phew..."
Ding~ Detected Hayakawa Aki's desire. System rewards 20 points.
When Aki's small hand made contact with it, the heat radiating from that place was alarmingly intense.
Even through the fabric, she could feel it—an overwhelming heat, burning through the layers.
And...
It had already expanded beyond the reach of her single hand.
Aki's breaths became ragged, hot air puffing out from her lips and nostrils.
Earlier, her mouth had been constantly producing saliva, but now—faced with such a massive shape—she felt completely parched.
Her small, delicate hand trembled as she repeatedly tried to grasp the burning-red iron rod.
But the thing was too thick, and with the layer of fabric still in the way, she failed again and again.
For a moment, panic set in.
She didn't know what to do next.
Ding~ Detected Hayakawa Aki's nervousness. System rewards 20 points.
Truthfully, Hayakawa Aki didn't know anything for sure.
She understood far less about Man's Religion than Himeno ever did.
What she was doing now—was nothing but a rough imitation of what the Future Devil had done before.
She mimicked the Future Devil walking over...
Mimicked the Future Devil starting from the chest and slowly moving downward, reaching toward Renji's little Renji.
And now, that thing Renji had spoken of in the white paper space had truly appeared.
But what was she supposed to do next?
How was she supposed to handle this?
Aki had no idea.
Awkwardness, confusion, fear—all of it collided in her chest.
She couldn't grasp it.
But she also couldn't not try.
She just kept repeating the same movement—trying again and again to hold the little Renji.
"Mmm... Haha... Hahahahaha..."
The Future Devil behind her noticed her flustered awkwardness—and couldn't help but chuckle.
That laugh made Aki's beautiful face flush red with embarrassment.
She turned around, glaring at him with clenched teeth.
"Shut... up...!"
"Seriously? You can't even grasp it with one hand—and there's still a pair of pants in the way?"
The Future Devil sneered.
"If that's the case, why not just take the big dick out of his pants? Then you can hold it with both hands. Wouldn't that be easier?"
"N-no... nonsense..."
Aki glanced back at the exaggerated bulge on Renji's thigh.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself mentally.
"Hayakawa Aki?"
Renji suddenly spoke.
"Eh...? Ah... Eh? Wh-what's wrong, Re... Renji?"
"You... you don't know what to do next, do you?"
Hearing that, Aki's fair, delicate face flushed a deep red. She looked flustered, alluring, and full of hesitation.
Out of nervous habit, she raised her hand and kept tucking the loose strands of hair behind her ears.
As she did, her small, exposed ears came fully into view.
Her earlobes, already tinged with shyness, were now bright red, like ripe cherries—tender and adorable.
"I... I do know some things... It's... it's what was mentioned in the white paper space—the same use as a purple stick (棒子)... entering... there... this...! I know that... I just... I just don't know how to make your white child... come... out..."
Knowledge about males in this world was practically nonexistent.
What little did exist came from the Man's Religion—and even that wasn't comprehensive.
For example:
Hayakawa Aki knew about the white child, knew the state of a dick before and after becoming a Martial Scholar, and also knew that it had a similar function to a purple stick (棒子).
However—she couldn't connect the dots.
She had no concept of how the white child came out, or what actions led to that result.
Because people cannot imagine things they have never seen.
In truth, it was quite simple.
There were only two basic methods:
1.
After a Martial Scholar's dick enters, moving back and forth eventually brings out the white child.
2.
Or—the five-finger maiden.
Of course, those apply to normal men.
If not, maybe it's time to see a doctor.
But for Hayakawa Aki, and 99.9% of women in this world, such possibilities would never occur to them.
They had never witnessed it.
They simply could not imagine it.
Renji had initially intended to go to heaven with Aki right then and there.
Reze had run away halfway through before, unable to endure it—leaving him frustrated and unsatisfied.
Not with anger—
but with unspent energy.
But seeing Hayakawa Aki's current reaction, Renji changed his mind.
It would be faster and more convenient to use Hayakawa Aki's five-finger maiden.
"Hayakawa Aki, then let me teach you how the white child comes out. First step, unbuckle the belt on my pants and let out my little Renji."
"I... I understand..."
Hayakawa Aki extended her hands, carefully unbuttoning Renji's uniform jacket. The jacket opened, revealing the belt around his waist.
Then, she slowly reached for the belt...
As long as she unbuckled this...
Renji's little man would... appear before her eyes...
[Ding~ Detected Hayakawa Aki's nervous emotions. System rewards 20 points.]
"No need to be so nervous. Just as the Future Devil said, can't you hold it with one hand? Then hold it with both hands. To be honest, you kept trying to hold my dick with one hand through my pants just now, sliding around, it tickled me to death, hahaha."
"I'm... I'm sorry, Renji..."
"This, this is not something to apologize for."
"Yes... oh no... it's not that, I'm just... just too nervous... after all... after all, it's about to..."
Renji simply stopped replying, because Hayakawa Aki's attention was completely not on him, but on his dick.
Looking at Hayakawa Aki's current appearance, one could see the hot breaths exhaling from her nose and mouth, her slightly parted pink lips, and the look in her eyes, all carrying Hayakawa Aki's thirst for little Renji.
The belt was unbuckled, and his pants slowly slid down...
Hayakawa Aki sniffed with her nose.
This is the smell...
This smell of star stench...
It's very close...
Hayakawa Aki's mind was now completely filled with the moment she first met Renji...
The strong smell of star stench attached to the unwashed underwear she found in Renji's rental room, in Renji's quilt...
Her legs suddenly lost strength, and Hayakawa Aki seemed to slide powerlessly to the ground, assuming a somewhat disheveled yet cute duck-sitting posture.
"I see it... I really see it... This is Renji's large dick... Ah... ahhh Really... more than half of little Renji... isn't it already exposed... The girth of little Renji... even with both hands... it's barely enough... ahhh"
Hayakawa Aki extended her hands, reaching towards Renji's large thigh, where the terrifying, flesh-red little Renji, more than half exposed, was pressed by his underwear...
—Pffft!—
[Ding~ Detected Hayakawa Aki's 'going to heaven' emotion. System rewards 50 points.]