Decades have passed since the emergence of the Gates leading to Mato (Demonic Capital) an alternate dimension that appeared alongside Japan. An entire generation has now grown up and entered society knowing only a world where this high-risk zone sits at their doorstep.
Today, this world is a perfect matriarchy—a society completely dominated by women.
Initially, even after the conclusion of the Great War, the social status of women was expected to remain low. The reason they ascended to such heights, surpassing mere equality to achieve total dominance, lies within Mato. By consuming the Peaches that grow only in that dimension, women—and only women—can obtain supernatural powers.
If a man eats one, he feels no effect at all. Furthermore, the Peach's influence extends far beyond mere psychic abilities; it grants enhanced physical capabilities, heightened intelligence, and even aesthetic improvements to one's outward appearance.
In international competitions like the Olympics, it is now common to hear people scoff, "What's the point of watching men flutter about like little birds?" The ruthless mockery once directed at women's sports has now been turned back onto men. Enhanced physical ability has manifested as a massive gap in stamina, which in turn leads to differences in cognitive speed and endurance. As a result, women have made extraordinary strides in intellectual professions as well.
The same holds true for physical appearance. Superior physical capabilities slow the aging process—though they do not stop it—and this delayed aging keeps internal organs in peak condition while boosting metabolism. Consequently, women have developed an undeniable aesthetic superiority, possessing more youthful skin, radiant physiques, and significantly lower body fat than men.
This shift also appears to be genetic. Daughters born to women who have consumed the Peaches possess superior constitutions. When these elite women have children of their own, the third generation of girls is born with "base specs" that far exceed those of their parents. Naturally, there are individual differences, and some children are less capable than their mothers, but these benefits strictly affect daughters. Even third-generation sons are no different in terms of human capability than men were before the emergence of Mato.
The Mato Peaches have, without a doubt, fundamentally restructured human society.
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"As I said, Oga-sama, you are banned from this establishment."
"What?! Why? My payments are up to date, and I haven't laid a finger on any of the staff! Give me a reason! Tell me why!"
Even in a society so thoroughly dominated by women, male-oriented sex work persists. Though fewer in number than in an alternate world without Mato, various services still exist—soaplands, SM clubs, and out-call health services. Tokyo, as a global metropolis, boasts a vast array of these services. Currently, a middle-aged man and a bleached-blonde man in his mid-twenties—who was cross-armed and firmly ushering him out—were locked in a heated customer-staff confrontation.
The obese, overweight middle-aged man was Oga Tatsuki, a thirty-something sexual deviant. He was a freelance "cleaner" who managed to fund his lifestyle by visiting various sex services and compiling his experiences into "subjective sex-service reports." These reports were extreme, male-dominated, and fairytale-like, earning him a following of frustrated virgins who felt stifled by this matriarchal society.
"Look, Oga-sama, you're too big, you're rough in bed, and you take forever to finish... the girls have been complaining non-stop. Do you get it? On top of that, you give them a lecture after every session, don't you? It only makes sense to ban you before you break their bodies and their spirits."
"That's my job! I use plenty of lube, and I like a strong thrust! If they can't handle it professionally, that's their problem. It's only natural for me, a critic in the sex industry, to offer some guidance!"
With the rise of Mato and the subsequent jump in women's social status, male sexual function has significantly declined. To put it bluntly: their penises have gotten smaller. It remains unclear whether this is due to being born from women who consumed Peaches or if it is situational impotence caused by the stress of living in a female-dominated world.
Even in such a society, Tatsuki possessed an exceptionally large anatomy and a voracious libido. He would practically ravage women, selfishly reaching climax multiple times, yet still complain that he wasn't satisfied. Furthermore, because he suffered from delayed ejaculation, sessions were grueling; he would grind his hips for hours, putting constant strain on the women's bodies.
There was no way a matriarchal society would tolerate a man who was the living embodiment of a "problem customer." Tatsuki had already been blacklisted from numerous brothels in Tokyo. In some cases, he was even rejected from places he had never visited before, likely due to a shared industry blacklist.
"I see. So you won't be using our 'cheap' little shop anymore, will you? Come on, get lost. I can call the cops, you know. We have the girls' testimonies; you'll be behind bars without a second thought."
"Ugh... damn it! What kind of place is this anyway!"
Intimidated by a blonde employee ten years his junior, Tatsuki—despite his "equipment"—lacked any real courage and could only cower in fear. Watching the man's flabby, oversized back shrink away pathetically, the employee sighed and returned to his duties.
"Damn it, damn it all! What kind of world are we living in! Women who can't even enjoy a decent sex life acting all high and mighty, trying to dominate men...! I wish I was born in the previous era, back when men were the strong ones!"
Before the emergence of Mato, it was an era of inconvenience and limited scientific progress. If he had actually been born then, Tatsuki would undoubtedly have found something else to whine about, but he ignored that reality. He wandered the streets at night, venting his unproductive frustrations about modern matriarchy and the trend of female supremacy.
To be frank, Tatsuki was an ugly, middle-aged man. Despite his size, a woman's anatomy is not meant to accommodate such girth; it caused nothing but pain. The idea that "women go crazy for you just because you're huge," a popular trope in modern male-oriented pornography, was a total illusion. One look at Tatsuki's miserable life was proof enough that, in reality, his size was a curse rather than a gift.
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