Chapter 120: The Man Who Got Women Pregnant with Just a Finger!

Driven by Himekoji Akito’s powerful willpower, his little brother defiantly raised its monstrous head!

It formed a perfect right angle with his lower abdomen and lay parallel to the ground!

Of course, Himekoji Akito wasn’t just boasting about his erection angle. A ninety-degree angle was no big deal for most men anyway.

Normally, when standing upright, most men have an erection angle greater than 90 degrees (typically between 120 and 130 degrees). About 20% of them have an erection angle exactly at 90 degrees, while 5% have it below 90 degrees. Regardless, all could still manage intercourse and find satisfaction.

So, reaching ninety degrees wasn’t the challenge. The real test of skill came in precisely holding it exactly at ninety degrees—not a single degree more, not a single degree less.

Something told him very few people in the world had truly mastered this.

But Akito Himekoji had!

Thanks to his incredibly precise and powerful mind control, he achieved it perfectly and effortlessly.

How about that?

Impressed? Admiring?

But Akito needed neither admiration nor praise. Something this trivial simply wasn’t worth mentioning!

…

“Hmph!”

Staring at the “perfect golden right angle” reflected in the mirror, he broke out into a satisfied smirk.

However, in the very next moment, he was already shaking his head, playing all humble. He put on an air of indifference and uttered with disdain:

“Hah, piece of cake.”

The hell kind of terrible options were these?

And with this level of difficulty? Seriously?

Akito felt he had a huge advantage. So, Akito charged ahead… no, wait, Akito raised his hand, extending a finger horizontally in front of him.

Hang on…

Something didn’t seem right.

By logic, once little brother was perfectly upright at ninety degrees, the huge twenty-centimeter problem should have vanished.

Because looking in the mirror, no matter how long you were, theoretically, it should just appear as a tiny dot.

But after trying it, Akito found he’d been naive.

He’d only considered the length. He hadn’t factored in the “thickness”…

How was that a tiny dot? That was practically a large circle!

A single finger just couldn’t cover that!

[Option Faile…]

“Hang on!”

Whoa! The System’s sudden voice startled Akito, causing him to jump and hastily interrupt.

“The hell you panicking for?! It’s not failed yet!”

Honestly, the emperor wasn’t worried, but the… well, something else was getting anxious.

Akito was just annoyed.

[Dear User, trash.]

Oho, daring to talk back?

Akito gritted his teeth. But since the System this time obediently took back the failure notification, he decided to be the bigger man about it.

Fine, he’d make an exception this time. He was letting it off the hook.

[Time Limit: Five Minutes!]

[The countdown starts now!]

Damn it, this again?

Time was tight. Akito frantically racked his brain for a solution.

Forced by the System to take a bare photo covering ‘three points’ with one finger… but what now? The ‘long and thick’ situation caused it to fail the shot. What should he do?

Answers needed ASAP!

…

Inspired by helpful commenters in the danmaku, Akito suddenly had a brainwave.

If covering down below was impossible because little brother was too thick, didn’t that just mean the finger was too thin?

Little brother couldn’t magically slim down, but a finger could definitely get thicker!

Akito immediately stopped hesitating. He sprinted off to the storage room without a word and dug out a big hammer.

He laid his index finger flat on the table, the hammer raised high above his head.

Akito Himekoji took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and steeled his resolve—

Damn it, nothing ventured, nothing gained!

To be a real man, you had to be tough on yourself!

Someone afraid of getting hurt or feeling pain, what could they possibly achieve?

Alright, screw it! SMASH!

Akito twisted his waist, gathering explosive force.

His waist drove his back, his back drove his shoulders, and his shoulders drove his arm. The hammer whipped through the air with a whoosh, hurtling downwards with tremendous force!

Its target?

Akito Himekoji’s own finger!

Yet he didn’t even flinch.

All they heard was—

PONG!

The whole table seemed to shake from the impact…

Himekoji Akito’s expression remained utterly unchanged.

He didn’t pull back his hand. He didn’t cry out in pain. He simply bore it, silently.

He was truly… Himekoji Akito!

Way. Too. Cool.

Old bro remains rock solid!

…

“Huh? W-Wait… did that miss?”

Huff— huff…

“Damn… scared the life out of me…”

Akito’s right hand went limp, releasing the hammer as his strength drained away.

The hammer crashed to the floor with a loud Clang!.

He patted his chest instead, letting out several shaky breaths to calm his pounding heart.

[Countdown: Three minutes!]

“Okay, no time to relax yet…”

Himekoji’s face darkened as he obediently picked the hammer up from the floor.

“This time, I won’t miss!”

“If you’re a real man, make it swell!”

He pumped himself up.

“One, two, three, hit!”

A crisp crack sounded right after.

The hammer slammed straight down onto his index finger. No mercy!

“Ouchie! That hurt so bad! Owwwwwwww…”

Ten fingers, one heart! The pain shot right through him!

Himekoji instantly dropped the hammer. He clutched his injured left hand, hopping up and down while desperately blowing cool air onto his rapidly swelling finger.

This was no joke!

His entire face scrunched tight in agony.

[Ding!]

[That’s savage of you!]

[Congratulations, user! Unlocked Hidden Skill—”God’s Spinny Fingers of Ultimate Dexterity”!]

[Skill Description: Nimble! Spinny! Fingers so magical, they can even make ladies pregnant! Agility +1, Charm +1, Dexterity +3!]

“Phew… hisss… What the heck? That awesome? So even self-harm unlocks new skills now? Ow… owww…”

Was it pain mixed with shock?

This crazy, stinging feeling was almost too much to describe.

[Time remaining: Two minutes!]

Crap, gotta hurry!

The System’s alert snapped Himekoji back to the urgent time pressure. He stumbled towards the full-length mirror, still cradling his badly swollen index finger.

Alright, now it was time for the miracle!

Gritting his teeth against the waves of throbbing agony from his finger, Himekoji forced a grin and struck a cool, dramatic pose!

If only this swollen finger could block… the little brother that looked swollen even when it wasn’t…

Wait a second!

It’s just a bit too short! Only a tiny bit short!

Either the finger wasn’t swollen enough, or… well, let’s just say the little brother was definitely too much.

FAIL!

[Time remaining: One minute thirty seconds!]

What to do, what to do, what to do?

Real panic finally set in for Himekoji.

He did not want to become five centimeters! He’d rather die!

Gotta find a way, no, I will find a way!

The index finger was too short… so how about…?

My thumb?!

A quick idea flashed.

No thinking, just do it!

Himekoji took a deep breath, raised the hammer again, and steeled himself.