Kitagawa Marin felt her panties slide down and was slightly startled.
But the next second, Akira grabbed her neck with one hand and adjusted the trajectory with the other.
God's Hand activated instantly.
Senses doubled. Plus Backstabber's 50% adaptive damage bonus. Plus Human Cannon's 50% adaptive damage bonus.
Even if Kitagawa Marin had been a steel plate, she would have completely melted down by now.
[Lust Value +10]
Lies! It must be a lie. Mr. Akira, how could he…
Kitagawa Marin was pressed against the wall, completely unable to resist.
"Mr. Akira, no—this isn't right."
"As expected of a succubus—you're still conscious now. Don't worry, I'll measure your body data properly. I'm good at this."
The old Eroge had still involved manipulating a mouse. But now, the Eroge had found the characters themselves to star in it live.
"It's truly too real."
This delicate touch. The rebound of the skin.
"Waist: 58.7."
"Hmm, hip: 84.8."
"Next, let's check the top…"
Kitagawa Marin's breathing was rapid, but she could still barely think. Although the method was a bit rough, the data Akira mentioned actually matched up.
Could it be that this really was Mr. Akira's unique measurement method?
The intense pressure reminded her of what had happened in the tram earlier. She felt like she was about to stop breathing.
"Upper bust: 86.8. Underbust: 68.2. Very impressive data—70E."
Hearing Akira say it so directly, Kitagawa Marin was so embarrassed she almost fainted.
[Lust Value +10]
Kitagawa Marin's Lust Value reached 90!
Akira curled his lips. Art Space activated instantly. A spatial rift sucked the two of them in, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in an open clearing.
This space was connected to Akira's will. Here, he could freely adjust his and Kitagawa Marin's positions.
And now, Kitagawa Marin had been suspended in mid-air by an advanced rope art technique—a leg-tied suspension. The chains were smooth and shiny, and Akira controlled them as easily as moving his own limbs.
Art Space was indeed for art.
At this moment, Kitagawa Marin was like a nearly perfect work of art. She could be admired from afar or played with up close—it couldn't be more satisfying.
Tsk~! It wasn't a waste of money.
The Eroge store had no proper activities, but it had a ton of miscellaneous items. This rope art could even be put on the shelves, and it cost ten thousand yen. But looking at the current effect, it was indeed worth every penny.
Kitagawa Marin hadn't even understood what was happening when her legs were lifted. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move her body. Everything around her was unfamiliar, but her body still retained the feeling from just now.
What's going on? Where is this? What exactly happened?
Except for the area she was in—which was somewhat bright—the distance was a dark void. She could only see Akira appear for a moment, then disappear from her sight.
Akira walked around in the Art Space and found that it was boundless, covered in thick darkness. Only he and the outsider had their own halos, illuminating an area that wasn't too large.
Fog of war?
Not quite.
Kitagawa Marin was like a delicious dish. But Akira was not in a hurry; he needed more attempts to understand the detailed information of the Art Space.
He imagined a tall building.
Suddenly, a tall building rose from the ground. All its structures were pitch black, as if integrated with the darkness. Akira's mind moved, and several searchlights emitted light, shining on the building. He found that its texture was like obsidian.
He punched it—and could easily punch a large hole through it.
"It's more brittle than the real world. But with enemies weakened by 20%, it's similar to reality for them. I don't know if this Art Space can be upgraded. Although art needs mystery, it also needs color—and explosions."
Then Akira let his imagination run wild. Countless strange things suddenly appeared in the darkness. Living things, dead things, fireworks, explosions. But without exception, all these things were pure black—or had a bit of obsidian texture—looking extremely bizarre.
Interesting!
Within this Art Space, he seemed to be the creator. So…
Akira began to imagine the light and form of the sun in his mind.
But just as he started, his head began to feel a little dizzy.
Things of too great a mass cannot be realized? No—perhaps I'm just not strong enough yet. Or maybe the self-consumption is too great. After all, I am only equivalent to a creator, not a true one. Those creations are consuming my own power.
At that moment, the Art Space vibrated, spitting the two of them back into the original room.
Kitagawa Marin, freed from her restraints, was about to make a sound when Akira covered her mouth.
"It seems this Eroge has many places that can be deeply explored."
"So, Marin, let's become stronger together."
God's Hand activated.
Backstabber activated.
Human Cannon activated.
[Spirit +5]
[Congratulations, Player, for meeting the conditions to unlock the trophy [All-Rounder]. All attributes +5]
[Congratulations, Player. "Kitagawa Marin" capture progress exceeds 60%. Reward: Clearance points +2. All attributes +2]
Akira glanced at Kitagawa Marin, who had already fallen asleep beside him. He went to her side and whispered in her ear: "You voluntarily had relations with Akira, and he filmed the entire process on his phone."
After saying this, Akira felt a slight dizziness again.
It seemed that Bewitch Heart and Art Space consumed the same kind of power. Now that this power was exhausted, it was causing a burden on his body—dizziness. These two abilities required the most thought, so they likely consumed spirit. However, since he was dizzy, it probably meant that Bewitch Heart had already been activated.
But to be safe, he still took out his phone and took an excellent set of photos of this free model.
[Name: Akira]
[Age: 18]
[Occupation: Butter Player]
[Strength: 60.8]
[Agility: 62.3]
[Endurance: 66.2]
[Spirit: 61.8]
[Skills: Martial Arts Mastery (Perfect), Precise Throwing (Perfect), Mastery of Swordsmanship (Perfect), God's Hand, Two-Pronged Approach, Bewitch Heart (Trophy), Existence Weakening, Abdicate the Throne (Trophy), Wall Hugger (Active), Art Space (Active).]
Interesting, interesting!
Akira muttered, glancing at his data panel and then at the 2/20 clearance points on the cover of the third chapter.
It's too real.
Random time and space, random targets. Isn't that how the tram commits its crimes?
Good thing I kept a trick up my sleeve. Otherwise, my name would have appeared on the wanted list a year ago.
Kitagawa Marin's 60% capture value had given two points to all attributes. Akira had reason to believe that a higher capture progress could yield greater returns. To achieve the highest possible capture progress in a very short time, he couldn't be as slow as he was in this round.
Bewitch Heart and Art Space couldn't be used for now. It seemed he had to approach it with a different mindset and use all his skills to increase capture progress.
It looked like all those miscellaneous items in the mall could finally come in handy now.
[Flower-Scented Perfume] – Emits pheromones that make women more interested in you.
Price: 1,000,000 yen
[Host Suit] – Wear this, and you'll be the most dazzling guy in the crowd. Charisma +2.
Price: 300,000 yen
[Obedience Spray] – Spray on the target; for ten seconds, the target will obey your commands. The stronger the target, the weaker the effect.
Price: 500,000 yen
[Sleeping Ether] – Cover nose and mouth. Fall asleep instantly. Let go, do as you please.
Price: 100,000 yen
[Sleeping Tea] – Who can refuse an exquisite afternoon tea? After drinking, sleep for half a day.
Price: 100,000 yen
After a quick look, only these items were somewhat useful. Moreover, the last three items didn't significantly boost capture value—they only served as auxiliary tools.
Donning the Host Suit, applying the Flower-Scented Perfume, and tucking away the Obedience Spray, Akira once again clicked on Chapter Three — "Tram" — starting randomly.
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