Five Grains Reboot

Chapter 15

—–CROW—– 

He returned to his apartment and sat on the sofa. A trailer for a popular streaming drama, *Sex is True Love*, was playing on the TV.

“You were that kind of woman too? You said you wanted to date! You said you loved me, but all you wanted was sex?!” a man’s voice accused.

“Sex *is* love! I’m a woman too! Can’t I want a fuck buddy?” a woman’s voice retorted.

“You’re disgusting.  Truly.  Jeong Yu-jin!” the man spat.

…He found it remarkable that this qualified as a drama for women. Who were you supposed to empathize with?  Given his own strong libido, he found it easier to understand the woman’s frustration.

The comments scrolling beneath the trailer were… interesting:

“I can’t help it, my… you know… is throbbing.”

“The actor’s good, except the… prosthetic… is a little obvious.”

“My… you know… is hard.”

“The part where the guy suddenly goes into sex-crazed overdrive is so typical Korean woman fantasy, lol. Real men aren’t like that.”

   └ “Found the… you know… that’s never had a real man.”

   └ “Surprisingly, there are a lot of men who are good at… you know…  And pelvic thrusting too.”

   └ “The male lead is pretty decent, all things considered. The female lead took care of him for three years, bought him a house, got revenge for him… she did everything!  He can at least give her some pelvic thrusts!!”

It was a little disconcerting to see comments like these, which read like porn reviews, on a mainstream platform.  Sex, sex, sex.  Just how sex-crazed were women?  If this was what mainstream content looked like, then the underground scene must be flooded with content featuring men with ridiculously large… you knows… desperately trying to have sex with women.

That was the same in his original world, so it wasn’t that strange.  Except for the unsettling focus on men’s… anatomy… and the overly detailed depictions of their… you knows.  But perhaps because he’d always enjoyed more… explicit… genres, he didn’t find it particularly strange.  He hadn’t really considered how few men there actually were in reality.  There weren’t even any male actors with large… you knows… they had to resort to AI composites.  Was it similar to the situation in his old world, with Instagram beauties whose faces were so filtered they were unrecognizable? The existence of a “large… you know…” was a hot topic of debate in online women’s communities.

*But beautiful women existed in my old world.*  There were genuinely attractive people.  So… did that mean he was one of the few “real” men in the Chastity Reversal world?

*Not that it changes anything.* His hikikomori lifestyle remained firmly in place.  Sure, he’d had sex easily so far, but he wasn’t about to walk around with his… you know… hanging out, so women weren’t likely to throw themselves at him.  His world was extremely small.  Blind dates, clubs, bars… the usual ways people met women were completely foreign to him.  And he wasn’t complaining.  Having a few women he could call for occasional, or rather, fairly frequent, sex was the perfect level of social interaction for a loser like him.

He would continue to live his loser life.  Even if he was now a rare commodity, he wasn’t going to conquer every… you know… in the country and become some kind of… you know… master.  Building a harem was unthinkable.  Wouldn’t that be exhausting? Having a lot of beautiful girlfriends sounded nice, but he couldn’t handle it. It would be too much to manage.

“It’s garbage day.” Time for his daily mission.  He had a lot of laundry too.  He kept changing his bedsheets, but they kept getting… soiled… so all his spare sheets were in the washing machine. He’d focus on chores today, and then play games.

He stuffed his garbage bag and headed out of Segyeong Villa.  It was still early evening, the sun just beginning to set.

“Huh?” He set down the bag, slightly taken aback by an unfamiliar sight.  In the villa’s parking lot… was a crater?  A crater about 10 meters in diameter.  There was no other way to describe it.  When did *that* happen?  Had a meteor landed in front of his building? It was a miracle the villa was still standing. It was a bizarrely out-of-place hole.  There was something resembling police tape surrounding it, cordoning off the area.  It was strange that he, a resident, hadn’t noticed the commotion this must have caused.  Then again, for someone like him, who rarely went outside, it wasn’t that unusual.  Sometimes he’d be surprised to see a new building had gone up just down the street.  *A remnant of the Chastity Reversal…*  Everything had started on that day, so it was possible.

He was about to turn back when…

“Ah.”

“Oh.”

“Hmm?”  He made eye contact with three college-aged women coming out of the academy down the street.  He was flustered.  Aside from when they said, “There goes your boyfriend,” women usually didn’t even register his existence.  If he got within five meters of them, they’d probably frown.  So this situation, where they were staring at him for a good five seconds, was unusual, to say the least.  He’d never experienced anything like it before.  Well, that wasn’t entirely true.  He’d been surrounded by scary delinquent girls who’d bullied him and taken his money!  His body went into fight-or-flight mode, tensing up.

Ignoring his internal panic, the tall, busty woman in the middle continued to stare at him. *Gulp.*  *Delinquent.*  *Leggings girl!*  He’d mentally labeled her as such, even though she’d never bullied or robbed him.  But she had that aura.  The kind of stylish, intimidatingly beautiful, cat-like woman who made losers freeze up. She had long, flowing blonde hair tucked under a black cap.  She wore a cropped, ripped sweatshirt that exposed her slim waist and stomach.  Below that, black leggings clung to her toned thighs like a second skin.  And was that a… cigarette in her mouth?

Her friends looked relatively normal, even innocent.  The one on the left had braided hair and a crossbody bag. Her skirt was short, but her outfit was otherwise unremarkable.  The other one had a slightly apathetic expression, her eyes half-closed. But they were all beautiful.  And the blonde one was making him freeze up, just like Ha-rin had.  He was much bigger than her, but he still felt intimidated.

They scanned him for about ten seconds. He took a deep breath, telling himself nothing would happen, when…

“…A dick,” the innocent-looking one murmured.  Then, all at once:

“Dick spotted!”

“Get him!”

The girl he’d thought was the most innocent started running towards him! *Whoosh!*

“Sh-shit! What the?!” He bolted in the opposite direction.  Why was he running?  What was he supposed to do when random girls yelled “Dick spotted!” and charged at him?  An unfamiliar fear gripped him.

“Dick spotted!”

“The dick is getting away!”

“Get him!”

“Deploy the full-frontal assault!”

*Eek!*  What was going on? What had he done wrong?!  He’d instinctively run, but the scene was ridiculous.  Three college girls chasing a pot-bellied, out-of-shape man. What would even happen if they caught him?

“Catch the dick!”

“Dick, stop!”

“The dick! The dick is getting away!”  My name isn’t “dick”!

Cornered in an alley, surrounded by the “dick”-yelling girls, he felt a surge of PTSD.  They giggled, closing in on him.

“Dick hunt successful,” the blonde one said, smirking, hands on her hips. *She was a delinquent leggings girl after all!*

“Hee hee.”

“Mister, show us your dick.”  Why were these innocent-looking girls so vulgar?

*Is this… a Chastity Reversal event?*  He’d thought he wouldn’t have to worry about sex with women unless he walked around with his… you know… hanging out. He’d never imagined he’d encounter girls who’d demand to see it.

“Dick. Dick.”

“Dick!”

As the girls rubbed their breasts, he felt a mixture of excitement and panic.  Wasn’t *he* supposed to be the one getting arrested in this situation?  His mind was short-circuiting, struggling to reconcile his ingrained social norms with the current reality.

“Hah!”  The blonde girl took off her cap, letting her long blonde hair cascade down her back.  She smiled, a bright, innocent smile, as if she’d just seen something delightful.  She was beautiful.

“Mister, are you surprised?”

“He looks really surprised.”

“Relax, mister.  We’re just kidding.”

“Ah…  Ahh…  Aha…” *Oh!* That’s all it was?  A joke?  He’d thought getting chased for his… you know… by random girls was the norm in the Chastity Reversal.

*Smack.* The blonde girl sucked on her lollipop, then looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

“Mister, do you live in this villa?”

“Uh, yeah?  Segyeong Villa?”

“Yes.”

“I do.”  She was surprisingly polite.  And… what he’d thought was a cigarette was a lollipop.  The fact that he’d mistaken it for a cigarette showed just how flustered he’d been.

“I live there too.  I didn’t know there was someone like you living here.”

“I’m… not very active.”

“Are you a loser, mister?”

“…! …!!”  *Whoa.* Seriously? Calling him a loser right off the bat?  Did he really look that much like a loser? (He did.)  Even so…

“?”  He was about to protest when he noticed her expression.  There was no malice in her eyes.  She tilted her head, genuinely curious, like those extroverted people who could say potentially offensive things without sounding offensive. *She’s even accurate…* He still didn’t want to admit to being a loser, though.

“Y-you shouldn’t say things like that to adults.”

“…”

“…”  *Smack, smack.*  He found himself staring at her lollipop.  He caught a glimpse of her tongue as she licked it.  *Ah, ahh. No. Don’t get hard.  Now’s not the time.*

“Seo-rin-ah, I think you really scared him.  What are we going to do?”

“Don’t worry, mister. We’re not delinquents.”  Then let him go!  They were nice to look at, but this situation was suffocating.

The languid-looking girl giggled.  “We’re not asking to see it for free. We have money.  How about 100,000 won?”  Where did *that* come from?

“…”  The blonde girl, Seo-rin, said nothing, just stared at him intently.

“I have 30,000 won.”

“Me too.  Seo-rin-ah, let’s split the cost.  You can cover the rest.”  They pooled their money and offered it to him. He was beyond dumbfounded. This was surreal.

Seo-rin, the blonde leggings girl with the lollipop, smiled sweetly.  “Will you show us, mister?”

“Would you?”

“Ah, he’s not falling for it.”  Of course not!  Don’t suddenly turn this into a prostitution thing!  He hadn’t lost his moral compass so completely that he’d flash a group of girls on the street!  Even if he *was* a loser who’d just filled his noona’s… you know… with his… you know.

The girls put their money away, giggling.  They seemed to find the whole situation amusing.

“Mister, you shouldn’t walk around alone like that after dark.  It’s not safe.”

“Yeah, yeah. What if you get raped by… you know… deprived girls like us?”

“You have such a… distinctive… face, mister.  The typical big dick face!”

“…”  Was this… sexual harassment?  It was a little hard to process, but that’s how he interpreted it.

“You have a big one, right, mister?”

“You do, right?”

“Right?”  They pressed him, their voices a chorus.  His… you know… was starting to get hard.  It wasn’t very discerning.  He was getting aroused in front of these teasing girls.

“…”  Should he just… do it?  What would happen?  He doubted he’d get arrested for showing his… you know… to girls like these.  But he couldn’t be sure.  He couldn’t bring himself to drop his pants in front of them.

“Aw, how boring.”

“This is the last time.  We won’t bother you anymore.”

“Be careful going home, mister.”

“Uh, yeah, okay…” They’d suddenly reverted back to polite college students.  It seemed the whole thing really had been a joke.  *Bow.* As if acknowledging they’d crossed a line, the “dick-spotting” trio bowed their heads in apology.

“While we’re bowing…”

“Dick flash!”

“You have to at least let us see it, mister!  It’s okay if it’s small…”

*Rip!* As if on cue, they pulled down his sweatpants.  The loose-fitting pants offered no resistance, sliding down along with his underwear. He didn’t have time to react. He’d never imagined he’d be pranked like this by a group of girls.

His erect… you know… sprang out, momentarily exposed to the cool evening air.

“Hak!”

“Eek?”

“Oh?” The girls froze, staring as if they’d seen something completely unexpected.

—–CROW—–