Chapter 298: The Loser’s Victory Formula
Chapter 298: The Loser’s Victory Formula
The life-saving final mouthful of Kuchikamizake was swallowed down…
“Alright, alright, I get it! So, I only have one day left to live, right?”
Strong and determined willpower allowed Himekoji to accept reality in the fastest time possible.
Life held no particular joy, death held no particular pain.
The only person he still worried about was his Imouto. Fortunately, he’d been prepared. He had saved up a pretty respectable amount of private money lately.
After he died, maybe the best choice would be for his Imouto to go back to her foster parents.
Sigh, life really felt as lonely as snow.
To think he, a grand Pervert Master, would die a virgin.
Well, it was probably good that he was still a virgin.
It meant he’d successfully defended his own sense of justice!
Hooray!
Okay then, before death, he must forever remember everyone naked.
As his final souvenir!
Himekoji opened his eyes wide.
“Onii-chan, don’t look at others!”
Himekoji never would have thought that even his final wish would be thwarted at this very moment.
“Meow!”
Accompanied by Hikari’s terrified mewl, Akiko grabbed the cat’s tail and flung Hikari straight at Himekoji.
High school-level precision guidance!
In the next moment, Hikari’s entire body crashed into Himekoji’s face.
No!
He couldn’t see a thing!
The moment Himekoji lost his vision, his shirt exploded into shreds. Then his shorts went too.
The “Clothing Explosion” effect of the Kuchikamizake finally activated on him.
“Ah!”
“Gross!”
“Pervert!”
“Exhibitionist!”
…
Screams rose and fell without end. Slippers, scraps of cloth, toilet paper rolls, cushions, underwear… all sorts of things flew at Himekoji from every direction.
The living room descended into chaos in an instant.
…
Hey, calling me an exhibitionist? You guys aren’t much better!
Why should one who retreats fifty paces laugh at one who retreats a hundred?
“Can’t even let a person die in peace.”
[Ding!]
The System had something to say—
[You’re not dead yet! Stop being so depressing!]
“Yes, yes, thanks to you, I have one more day to cling onto life.”
[This world cannot be without a Pervert!]
“Hikari is more than capable of inheriting my legacy.”
[Enough! Aren’t you just trying to get me to clean up your mess because you screwed up the mission?]
“Then hurry up and do it!”
Himekoji finally voiced his true feelings.
That’s right. All that stuff earlier about seeing through life and death, making arrangements– that was all just nonsense!
Damn it! Who wants to die?!
[Ding!]
[–Kuchikamizake Rewind!]
[This is all I can do for you!]
The moment the System prompt sounded, Himekoji suddenly felt a violent churning in his stomach.
“Urgh!”
The mouthful of wine he’d just swallowed was about to come back up!
No! He had to hold it in! Hold it in!
Himekoji frantically clapped both hands over his mouth.
Eriri, Eriri, where was Eriri?
Desperately, Himekoji whipped his head around trying to look, but a kitten was plastered over his face. He couldn’t see a thing.
Get off me!
“Mmmph! Mmmmph!”
With the final mouthful of “hope for survival” filling his mouth, Himekoji couldn’t speak. He could only press his lips tightly together, letting out muffled warnings.
Hikari didn’t understand at all. She didn’t comprehend she needed to move.
The absolute worst part was Himekoji didn’t dare loosen either hand to grab the cat. He was terrified that if he moved his hands even a little, the Kuchikamizake would spray out of his mouth.
He had no choice. He could only resort to his final, desperate move—
Gritting his teeth, he slammed his own face towards the floor.
Let’s die together!
“Meow!”
“Mrrow?”
As the floor rushed closer, the kitten felt the danger and instantly fluffed up.
Just at the moment she was about to make intimate contact with the floor, Hikari’s paws shoved hard against Himekoji’s face. Gracefully, she launched herself to safety.
Himekoji couldn’t stop himself.
Thud!
He crashed face-first onto the floor.
A huge lump immediately swelled on his forehead. The whole building seemed to shake for a brief moment…
Of course, what was probably really shaking was just Himekoji’s brain.
“Onii-chan?!”
“Has he finally lost it?”
“This is when his M side awakened?!”
Ignoring the gossip around him, Himekoji instead grew sharper after the pain shot through him. He flipped over and stood up without any hesitation.
Every second counted for him now!
Because—
He couldn’t hold it in anymore! It was really going to burst out!
He had to race against time!
He couldn’t guarantee the System would give him another chance after he spewed this out.
Eriri, Eriri…
There was Eriri! Spotted her!
She stood out easily—wearing all her clothes properly on the whole set.
How dare she be the special one!
Without a second thought, Himekoji leaped at her.
Of course, to hide that his eyesight had returned, he faked a fall by pretending to trip over the underwear.
“Hey, Akito, watch out!”
Yuigahama offered a friendly warning, though Himekoji questioned how useful this late reminder was…
Screw being careful—he was already toppling forward…
Angle, force, direction—all perfect. This would knock Eriri down for sure!
Perfect!
Victory was close enough to grab!
…
“Onii-chan, I’ll save you!”
Wrapped in what seemed like a… wait! A tablecloth!?
Akiko, draped in a tablecloth, charged bravely forward to shield Eriri.
“Onii-chan, I’ll be your savior!”
Dammit, get out the way!
How is this saving me?
You’re trying to kill me!
If he kept going like this, he’d only crash into his Imouto.
No choice now. Only one way out—
“Clothing Explosion!”
Himekoji roared in his mind.
The Kuchikamizake had blown his clothes off, but miraculously spared his socks. These became his winning move!
Poof! Poof!
Left and right, the socks exploded. Power instantly surged up from his soles.
Despite losing all balance, Himekoji hurled himself forward.
It worked!
In a blink, his body rocketed upward and—whoosh!—he soared over Akiko’s head.
“Huh? Wh-What?”
Akiko froze, paralyzed with shock.
Her naked Onii-chan seemed to have… something dangling down, brushing through her hair…
…
Behind Akiko stood Eriri, looking utterly terrified.
Himekoji stormed toward her—and he was completely bare…
What should she do?
Should she catch him? Or cover her eyes first?
Conflicted and flustered, she couldn’t decide.
Fine! One hand catches him, the other covers her eyes!
That’s it!
But Eriri never expected this—the hand meant to cover her eyes ended up covering… the other hand.
Because someone else moved faster.
“You shouldn’t see this, little girl.”
That annoyingly familiar voice. Something soft and round pressed against the back of her head.
“Huh? Kasumigaoka? Y-you—let go!”
Recognizing Kasumigaoka Utaha instantly, Eriri gritted her teeth angrily.
Unbelievable! She should decide whether to look or not!
Eriri changed her mind!
If Kasumigaoka saw it, why couldn’t she?
Too late! Before Eriri could break free, a force slammed into her.
Himekoji was right on her! No—he crashed straight into her!
Thump, thump, thump!
The world spun as her heartbeat thundered in her ears.
…
Outside her body, silence fell suddenly. Shouts and chaos faded, drifting away.
Inside, though—thud, thud, thud, thud—her body vibrated like a drum struck hard.
She tumbled backward. So did Kasumigaoka Utaha behind her, like dominoes crashing down.
BANG!
Hitting the ground hard, Eriri forgot about the pain… forgot to pry Kasumigaoka’s hand off her eyes.
Because something far more urgent happened—
Sudden wetness.
Sudden warmth.
Sudden pressure.
Something crushed against her lips—an electric shock left her mind blank.
But the “attack” didn’t stop. Something pushed stubbornly past her closed lips, trying to pry her teeth apart.
A… kiss?!?
The word flashed through her mind only to explode like a hurricane, scattering her thoughts wildly.
Defenses crumbled, the whole front collapsed!
Getting captured after defeat might happen the next second.
After all, the one called “Toyosaki’s Jade Maiden” had never suffered such violation before. What’s more, the invader was none other than Himekoji Akito—someone she’d never guarded against!
Too… too sudden!
What’s going on? That intense heat spreading from his lips…
It felt like hot ocean winds blowing over Hawaii. Like sinking into an onsen, perfectly warmed at 38°C. Like embracing the sun!
And then—
“Fwump!”
A strange sound rang out.
The wet sensation deepened during the kiss.
Eh? Wait!
Sensing something, the girl’s eyes flew wide open!
Eriri’s cheek suddenly bulged out. Himekoji’s lips pressed tightly against hers, unleashing a torrent like a floodgate had burst open. An unknown pure-white liquid gushed out endlessly.
Far beyond just “wet”!
How… how could she describe this feeling?!
Like diving headfirst into the sea while catching ocean breezes. Like onsen water suddenly flooding into her mouth while soaking. Like sudden raindrops falling on her as she embraced the sun!
So… please, don’t spit on someone while kissing!
Eriri practically wanted to cry!
That flash of sweetness shattered in an instant.
Huh? Was she some kind of spittoon? A “beauty basin”?
And hey, why do you have so much spit?!
Wait… no, that’s not spit?
Swallowing a mouthful against her will, Eriri realized its taste was surprisingly… pleasant.
No, beyond pleasant! Utterly delicious!
Rich and fragrant, bursting with layers of aromatic wine on her tongue—like countless delicious bubbles exploding in her mouth, bursting and rising right to her soul, making her scalp tingle.
Glug. Eriri greedily swallowed every last drop of the Kuchikamizake Himekoji had poured into her mouth.
So good!
Gone?
Not enough!
More!
That single thought consumed her mind.
Instantly, Eriri lost control. Frantically, greedily, her little tongue darted out.
Turning from guest to host!
…
[Ding!]
[Mission Complete!]
[Permanent Skill Acquired — “Master Mixologist”!]
Saved.
Himekoji released a breath he’d been holding.
Goal achieved. Only now did he have mind to think.
Only to realize—
“Ah?! Oh no! Not good! This troublesome development—”
Himekoji instantly grasped the awful situation.
The entire room. Everyone. Saw him kissing Eriri!
It’s over. His harem stability shattered!
His peaceful, lovely palace—might it turn into a battlefield of jealousy today?
End up with a bad ending involving chopping knives?
No way!
He hastily tried to pull his tongue back from Eriri’s mouth—he’d only forced it in to part her tightly clenched teeth!
Yet completely unexpected: as he withdrew, Eriri’s little tongue instantly coiled around his.
Not just that. Her soft, fragrant lips clamped onto it, followed by powerful suction…
What?! What’s wrong with this person?!
Natural talent?!
Her clumsy kissing vanished instantly! Self-taught?!
The roles reversed. The invader was now Eriri, pushing wave after wave of attack. Himekoji felt light-headed, legs unsteady, like floating on clouds.
One small part of his brain erupted, flooding with urgent signals. Dopamine in his blood spiked violently. His body turned warm… then scorching hot!
Gonna… gonna crumble…
The fleeting thought vanished in his muddled mind. Himekoji jolted—
Wake up! Crumbling?
Him?! The Pervert! The one who can’t be captured by anybody!
Don’t fall!
“LET GO! LET GO!”
Himekoji screamed inwardly. Eriri showed zero sign of stopping.
Breaking defenses, conquering territories—her tiny, agile tongue pressed in, unstoppable, invading Himekoji’s own mouth.
So, Himekoji bit down!
The instant Eriri flinched in pain, he shoved her away.
Rolling off her, he collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air.
Sorry.
Apologizing… felt beyond his right to even say.
…
Kasumigaoka instantly withdrew her hand the moment she felt wetness.
She didn’t sweat. So soaking her palm… were unmistakably Eriri’s tears.
Not tears of sorrow. They held something near… release filled with bliss and joy.
Eriri sat blankly, fingertips pressed to her lips, softly trembling beneath her hand.
“I… I won.”
Muttering, the girl turned towards Kasumigaoka behind her, softly, proudly declaring.
Where Himekoji bit her tongue, blood seeped out.
It touched her lips, coloring them vivid, dripping red.
Satisfaction and pain became her lipstick.
Making her breathtakingly beautiful.