Chapter 33: System Upgrading…

Himekoji Akito could probably swear that buying so many underwear was all about making his tasks convenient for him.

Himekoji Akito could swear this was the very first time he’d handled so many pieces of girls’ underwear in his life.

Huh, really broadened his horizons—

Cotton, silk, chiffon. Low-rise, mid-rise, high rise. Lacey ones, sheer ones, sexy ones, frilly ones. Then the most common panties, the more comfy and loose boyshorts, pentagon-shaped ones that lifted the butt and prevented sagging, as well as the provocative thongs, the even bolder and edgier C-string that saved even more fabric, and the V-string that fueled the ‘beautiful butt dynasty’ and was beloved by young people. All sorts.

Oh, right, and the one Himekoji Akito was holding right now: breathable period-proof underwear for leaks during menstruation.

2/50, 3/50, 4/50…

Just as expected, every time he ruined a pair of pantsu with essential balm, the number on the System’s progress bar increased by +1.

So, Himekoji Akito took a deep breath, suppressed the restless thoughts stirred up by the sea of pantsu threatening to dazzle his eyes, cleared his mind, and focused on his “serious business,” handling one pair after another.

47/50, 48/50, 49/50.

Just one more pair, and the job would be done!

Himekoji’s hand reached out with familiar ease towards the towering pile of underwear nearby.

Unexpectedly, he grasped empty air.

He instinctively turned his head and saw that the previously awe-inspiring “mountain of underwear” was now completely gone, moved aside by Himekoji with his “Foolish Old Man” levels of persistence…

Not a single pair left!

Wait, seriously?! Just moments ago, he was praising how many underwear she bought and how prepared she was! Why does she come up short at the last hurdle?

49/50! Just one pair missing now!

Give me one more!

Himekoji Akito suddenly thought of something. He shot to his feet, his gaze flying straight towards Hiratsuka-sensei, sleeping soundly on the bed.

Beneath her nightgown that barely covered her thighs, faintly visible… was a pair of faux-denim mesh lace sheer semi-low-rise ultra-thin panties…

Wait a minute! Who said it was just faintly visible?!

It was more like everything on full display, seen in minute, clear detail! Giving such a detailed description basically admitted it himself and spilled the beans?!

Cough cough, let’s not focus on those details…

Anyway, at that moment, Himekoji Akito knew he had to act.

50/50. He absolutely had to reach it.

Feeling a bit guilty, Himekoji crept towards Hiratsuka-sensei’s bedside like a thief.

He gently pinched the hem of the female teacher’s nightgown and lifted it up—

A pair of long, slender, smooth, and perfectly shaped legs lay exposed before Himekoji Akito under the silvery moonlight.

But right now, the focus should be on the pantsu at the root of those thighs. That was the final goal of this mission.

Himekoji Akito shakily reached out his hand.

Pulling someone’s underwear down while they were sound asleep wasn’t exactly honorable. He was still wavering. In his mind, it felt like two little figures were fighting—

Little A: “Haah! Just do it!”

Little B: “If you don’t, you’re not human!”

Hey, hey, hold on! Since you both agree so much, what are you fighting about in my head?! Shouldn’t you be like best buddies?!

Give me a break!

Fine! Just let a Little C appear! Even if it’s just hypocritical, even if it’s just for show! At least come out to symbolize my righteous grandeur first!

Thus, Little C was born—

Looking like an immortal sage, solemn and dignified. He gently stroked his long beard and clapped his hands.

CLAP CLAP CLAP!

“Right, right, riiiiight! How noble! How righteous!”

…………

Alright, forget hoping for a Little D. Himekoji understood completely now—

All of this… it’s the choice of Steins;Gate!

No need to feel guilty!

A pervert doing perverted, embarrassing things? That’s his duty! It’s perfectly natural!

So, the next moment, his fingertips felt the silky-smooth material of Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei’s underwear.

Dang, he felt a slightly uncontrollable little thrill!

Bah! Thrill? What thrill?! Just pathetic excitement!

What nonsense! He, Himekoji Akito, should be someone who’s weathered big storms!

So, taking a deep breath, Himekoji Akito acted swiftly and cleanly.

He pulled the underwear open just a tiny bit, unscrewed the cap of the essential balm bottle, decisively poured in two or three drops, and immediately withdrew his hand.

[Ding! Quest Completed!]

The next instant, the all-too-familiar System voice rang direct in his consciousness.

[New version detected. Upgrade?]

A new version?

Seriously? This System could update?

Could this be the “surprise after completion” mentioned earlier?

Anyway, might as well upgrade and see.

Although Himekoji Akito had long stopped hoping for anything from this crappy thing…

“Upgrade.”

Himekoji Akito mentally uttered, replying.

[Upgrading. Please wait. Estimated time: twelve hours…]

Twelve hours?

That was great news! At least, for the next twelve hours, the Perverse Choice System was temporarily taking a hike.

…

“Hmm~~ Ahh~~ Ahh~~~ Mmnh~~~”

Just as Himekoji turned all his attention to the System, the bed suddenly emitted a series of intermittent moans, heated and incredibly seductive.

Hiratsuka-sensei had fine beads of hot sweat on her forehead. Her pale skin, usually revealed by her nightgown, was now flushed a hazy, intoxicating red.

She seemed restless, shifting incessantly. Her long, shapely legs tightly clamped a blanket between them, rubbing against it… slightly… continuously… back and forth…

No way?

But he’d been especially careful and mindful of the amount just now! He’d only used two drops!

Huh? Or was it three?

Regardless, whether two or three drops… the effect couldn’t possibly be this intense or fast, right?!

Hiratsuka-sensei’s moans grew louder and louder, soon filling the entire bedroom.

It frightened Himekoji Akito into bolting away.

If he stayed… something that went way beyond ethics and morals was bound to happen!

Let’s make one thing clear: Himekoji Akito wasn’t cowardly.

If only Hiratsuka-sensei was ten years younger, he’d have acted without hesitation a long time ago.

But alas, the significant age gap was undeniably, undeniably right there. Totally out of the question.

Therefore—

Everyone, to be clear: Himekoji Akito is not into older women!