A Female Character Enthusiast Became Their Own Character in a Game - 6

[This stop is City Hall, City Hall Station. The doors will open…]

Thank goodness…

I almost ended up being touched in a very personal area by the molester.

...But why did they suddenly stop when they kept touching me at other stations?

Is the molester getting off at this stop too?

Well, who cares... It's none of my business where that bastard gets off.

"So, which exit do we need to take... Eunjeong?"

Eunjeong, who had already put the phone she was holding in her left hand away, was fiddling with her right hand and giggling.

...What is she doing?

Did she do something nice with her right hand?

As I turned away from Eunjeong, I made eye contact with Hanna, who had been intently watching me.

"What's up, Hanna?"

"Just now, you said 'not there'—what did you mean by that?"

"...What?"

...She must have heard me try to stop the molester's hand with that voice.

I thought it was drowned out by the announcement…

"What do you mean by saying 'not there'? You, could it be..."

...It seemed like Hanna had almost figured it out, so perhaps it's better to just explain.

I shook my head at Hanna and pointed to the door opening behind her.

"Let's talk after we get off, the subway doors are opening right now."

Hanna continued to scan the surroundings, seemingly determined to find the culprit, and I had to gently push her back so we could finally get off the train.

"Now tell me. Was it... a molester?"

"...Yeah."

"A molester?"

I nodded in response to Hanna, and Cha Eunjeong looked at me with eyes wide open in surprise.

"Then why didn't you say anything? Bastards like that need their hands broken to come to their senses!"

"I didn't want to cause a scene in such a crowded place... And I didn't want to ruin the mood since we were going out together for the first time in ages..."

"Sigh... So, what kind of bastard touched you? Did you see what kind of person it was?"

"No. I didn't see the face, only felt the hand. Um..., but was it a man? No, it felt too slender to be a man's hand..."

"Seon-ah!"

As I was recalling the memory, Eunjeong suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist and started rubbing her head against me.

"I'm sorry, even though I was right there, I didn't notice... If only I hadn't been looking at my phone..."

"It's okay, it's all in the past now. If there's any fault, it's mine for not speaking up."

"..."

Eunjeong still seemed unable to let go of her guilt, continuing to nuzzle her face against my stomach.

...It's a bit embarrassing with everyone around watching.

"Eunjeong, let's go. We're here to have fun, so we should enjoy ourselves properly. That's what will make me feel better."

"Hey, Cha Eunjeong. If you keep doing that, it'll only make Seon-ah uncomfortable, so let's move along."

Only when Hanna grabbed Eunjeong by the back of her neck was I finally able to get free.

"Alright, let's get going. Which way to the shopping mall?"

Why did I lead us into this hell?

Staring at the tiny mini skirt in my hands, all I could do was sigh.

"Are you done yet? Need help getting into it?"

"No, I'm almost done…"

I quickly stopped Eunjeong, who seemed ready to burst into the fitting room at any moment, and began to step into the skirt.

…It's small.

To be precise, the waist fits, but because of my hips and thighs, it feels like the skirt is riding up even more.

Looking at myself in the full-length mirror inside the fitting room, "Wow…"

Not only were my thighs fully exposed beneath the skirt, but it barely covered below my groin.

The view from behind was even worse.

If I took even a few steps, you could see everything.

Could I actually wear something like this?

Judging by Eunjeong's expression, these must be destined for my exposure threshold test.

Even against my will, I would end up wearing them.

After hastily adjusting the outfit, I stepped out of the fitting room and made eye contact with Eunjeong, who was waiting for me.

She scanned me from head to toe before silently nodding.

Does that mean I passed?

"I always thought you had long legs, but wearing this makes you look stunning."

Turning towards the voice, I saw Hanna holding a pair of blue hot pants.

…Judging by its coverage, it barely managed to cover just over half of the buttocks, almost reaching the level of panties.

Noticing where my gaze landed, Hanna offered the hot pants to me.

"What, do you like these? Then go ahead and try them on."

I re-entered the fitting room to try on the hot pants Hanna had picked.

As I expected, they were barely more than underwear in terms of coverage.

At least the skirt Eunjeong handed me covered my butt if I stood still.

However, just standing in the hot pants Hanna chose exposed the lower part of my rear.

Hmm… But aren't these clothes too revealing? They seem like something a rave girl might wear.

Then again, come to think of it, bikinis women wear nonchalantly are quite revealing too…

Since it's for my exposure threshold test, I suppose it has to be this much.

If I want to avoid testing like this, the only option would be to walk around in a coat with nothing underneath.

I briefly imagined exposing myself naked on the street, felt a strange sensation creeping in, and quickly shrugged off the thought before leaving the fitting room.

Right in front of me, I saw Eunjeong holding a tight H-line miniskirt and blouse, and Hanna with a white tank top, as they argued over who would get to dress me first.

...Ah, I just want to go home.

After finishing our clothing purchases, we followed Hanna's lead further into the store, gradually venturing deep inside.

We eventually arrived at a place with a surprisingly modest sign: an adult store.

Contrary to my perception of adult stores, this one had a sleek appearance, like a regular shop.

But is it okay for us to enter this wearing school uniforms?

As I hesitated for a moment, the two of them teased me about suddenly being shy and dragged me inside.

…Come to think of it, the premise of this game is that, due to adult circumstances, everyone at the Academy is set to be over 20 years old.

So, it means we are supposed to be over 20 within that worldview.

Being first-year students, we are technically 20 years old.

Therefore, entering an adult shop is not an issue.

Having realized this truth, I confidently lifted my head to look around the store… only to fail.

Most male onaholes are cylindrical, so at first glance, they don't seem too obscene.

This damn dildo…

"Wow…"

"…."

Not only Eunjeong but even Hanna was staring at the dildos with their mouths agape in fascination.

Seeing dildos from a female perspective was a bit embarrassing, but undeniably intriguing.

There were dildos of a regular palm size, as well as ones so large that it was hard to believe they could actually fit inside, and others with rough bumpy textures.

…Will I end up using something like this for self-pleasure in the future?

I dislike the idea of being underneath a real man, but using these kinds of tools seemed acceptable.

With trembling hands, I picked up one of the dildos on display.

Along with a faint silicone scent, in one hand, I could barely grip the thick, large black dildo.

The surface was even designed with veins, making it feel like holding a real penis.

Holding it against my lower belly, the glans reached slightly above my navel.

Gulp—I unconsciously swallowed my saliva.

What would happen if something like this actually went inside?

"What, Seon-ah, is this your type?"

"Huh, huh? No, no! I was just looking…"

Hearing Hanna, who had come to my side unnoticed, I quickly put the dildo back in its place that I had been holding against my lower belly.

My face turned almost as red as it could be because of Hanna looking back and forth between my face and the dildo.

"Um… Dildo play might not be bad, but let's start with something soft without insertion.

"..."

I thought Hanna was teasing me by looking back and forth between me and the dildo, but it seemed she was secretly imagining inserting that dildo inside me.

There's no way something like that would go in...

Trying to ignore the peculiar sensation in my lower belly, Hanna took my hand and started leading me somewhere.

"For now, I plan to test these kinds of things."

"Uh, okay."

The place Hanna led me to was the S&M Corner.

There were various designs of blindfolds, fuzzy handcuffs with soft fur, and thin rods or whips on display.

The blindfolds and fuzzy handcuffs were a bit exciting, but the punishment tools seemed scary...

Would she really use those?

Sneaking a glance at Hanna's expression, she didn't seem particularly interested in that aspect.

Hanna's focus was on the blindfolds, cuffs, and the oils and lotions.

I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when I heard Eunjeong calling us from behind.

"Have you not finished choosing yet?"

"We just need to put them in the cart now."

"Then I'll borrow Seon-ah for a bit. I have something I want to try on her…"

"Sure, take her."

What is this? In this store filled with only sexy items, what exactly is she planning to have me try on?

As I turned, feeling like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse, Hanna stopped me by holding my shoulder and whispered softly in my ear.

"Don't worry. Instead of using those scary tools, I'll do it by hand. You'd prefer that, right?"

"…Ugh."

Whether it was because of her voice tickling my ear, or the fact that she saw through my true feelings, my face turned bright red. Without even answering, I left Hanna behind and ran towards Eunjeong.

"What's wrong, why's your face so red? What did Hanna say?"

"Oh, it's nothing... Just show me what I need to try on..."

"Hmm..."

Eunjeong made a nasal sound and tilted her head quizzically before handing me a bag she was holding.

When I opened the packaging, I found white beads and a bundle of black strings inside.

...What is this?

It didn't seem like something a person would wear.

Did she give me the wrong bag?

"Hey, Eunjeong? Did you give me the wrong bag?"

"Really? Let me see."

She opened the bag and replied, "It's right."

"…"

Seeing my confusion, Eunjeong stretched out the bundle of strings with both hands.

When fully stretched, it looked just like…

"…Underwear?"

"Yeah, it's underwear!"

There wasn't any place you could call fabric at all.

In fact, it was basically a waistband and crotch area made of strings, with the part that touches the skin replaced by beads strung in a line.

…Are they asking me to wear this?

I felt dizzy just thinking about it and closed my eyes.