Chapter 20
Among the worst possible situations, the one saving grace was that the tentacles summoned by the crazy shaman were approaching me at an extremely slow pace.
Maybe she thought she had already caught her prey?
The tentacles spread throughout my room, ready to attack me at any moment, which let me successfully send my friend a three-character KakaoTalk message.
<Save me>
The three characters that would convey the urgency of the situation most effectively.
She'd probably come running the moment she saw it.
Somewhat relieved that I'd managed to contact them, I threw a question at the crazy shaman to buy time.
"By the way, who are you, and why are you trying to sexually violate me? Fuck, if I'm going to be violated, I at least want to know your identity."
"Who knows? If I had to give you one clue, it would be that I'm strangely obsessed with tentacles."
"...I don't know anyone who likes tentacles. Well, except for a few insane viewers... Oh, shit."
Right. She was a viewer.
This suspiciously tentacle-loving crazy shaman was one of the viewers of my art stream.
"Bitch."
"My mother died some time ago, though?"
"Asshole."
"My father is dead too."
"You fucking bitch."
"How can a woman have a dick? Ah! Since I use tentacles, I guess you could say I do?"
I believe you. You really are one of my viewers.
"I'll draw you a tentacle hentai picture so arousing it'll make you squirm, so will you leave me alone now?"
"No, I'm good. If I kidnap and imprison you, I can get arousing tentacle hentai pictures from you every day, can't I?"
"I have an incurable disease that makes me unable to draw if I'm imprisoned."
"Don't worry about that. Tentacles are all-purpose."
Squelch.
As if responding to her words, several bundles of tentacles dripped slime.
...That filthy slime getting on my fluffy, luscious, soft, warm, sweet-smelling tail.
Absolutely not.
I'd rather kill myself than be covered in that sticky slime.
"That should be enough questions, right? Then let yourself be kidnapped quietly. Oh, right! My username is VulgarMilkJugsJigglingJiggling! I hope you'll remember it!"
"Remember what? Your username doesn't match you at all, so I won't even be able to remember it. What? VulgarMilkJugs
JigglingJiggling?
That's hilarious. You're flat-chested no matter how I look at you."
"It's fine. I came up with my username after seeing your vulgar milk jugs. I'm interested in other people's breasts, not my own pathetic ones."
Her reply sounded somewhat depressed, so I flashed her a bright smile and mocked her.
"Ah, now I think I understand why the tentacles aren't touching you!"
"W-what is it? Tell me quickly! I want to be violated by these tentacles!!!"
...She wants to be violated by tentacles?
Is that crazy bitch really a shaman?
No, she's a fashion shaman. If that kind of person were a shaman and exorcist, the whole world would have already been destroyed by yōkai!
Watching the unhinged woman twist her body while grabbing a tentacle with one hand right in front of me, I asked in a serious voice.
"...Are you really a shaman?"
"I'm a shaman and an exorcist at the same time! I just happen to be raising fun, cool, sexy tentacles as my shikigami! Anyway, tell me quickly! How can I get violated by this cutie? Huh? Huh?"
Seeing the madness in her voice, I pointed at her and dropped a bomb called 'the facts.'
"You don't look remotely like a female to them. Even a freak has standards, bitch. What tentacle in the world would want to embrace a man who can't even get pregnant?"
"You... After turning into a woman through TS, you're saying a real woman isn't qualified to be a female?"
Her body began trembling violently, as though she were furious.
Feeling happier than I had at any point since encountering her, I drove the final nail into her coffin while she was clearly drowning in defeat.
"That's right! Even the tentacles think you lack the appeal to be a female! That's why they don't see their summoner as someone to violate! Isn't it obvious if you think about it? If you had any appeal as a female, the tentacles wouldn't leave you alone! They would've done anything to fuck you somehow!"
"N-no... That can't be...! There's no way I lack what it takes to be a female! L-lovely tentacles? You think so too, don't you? Huh? Say you think so!"
The shaman grabbed the primitive-type tentacle that had approached her and shook it this way and that; perhaps annoyed, the tentacle violently flung her off.
Thud.
The shaman flew far away from the tentacle's powerful resistance and crashed into the wall.
She cried with a dazed expression for a moment, then soon got up, laughing as if she'd lost her mind.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo... Right, I was lacking what it took to be a female. That's why the tentacles didn't violate me."
"I think I'm really going insane. Why is there not a single normal exorcist I've met?"
The bald bastard is a furry freak, and the crazy shaman before me is a tentacle freak. Surely the other exorcists don't like bug fucking, right?
...No, that can't happen. Absolutely not.
Fuck, I'd rather burn my entire body and die than have sex with a giant cockroach.
You think so too, don't you, Fox Deity?
- Even I have to agree with that.
See? Even the Fox Deity agrees. So... if some bug-fucking bastard shows up, I'm just going to hang myself on the spot.
While I was briefly considering a detailed suicide plan, the tentacle-freak shaman, who had been muttering something continuously, stared at me with her eyes bulging.
"Hee-hee, gumiho? I came up with restraints that won't care how much you move."
"I'm really going crazy. What are you, a vampire with a heart on its forehead?"
"I don't know what that is, but as of today, you're a 'female.' Why? Because I said so!"
The shaman had completely lost her mind and ordered the tentacles she had summoned to violate me.
"My lovely tentacles? Violate that gumiho until she can no longer function as a female. You may even engage in breeding activity today."
"You fucking bitch."
"Please don't introduce yourself."
No sooner had the shaman finished speaking than a game of tag began within the confined space.
It was the tentacles, trying to violate the fox beastfolk in various ways, who were 'it.'
The fugitive was a fox beastfolk in heat with disgustingly good physical abilities.
In a situation where being caught in any way would turn me into the protagonist of an R18 erotic manga, I began dodging the bundles of tentacles with the Fox Deity's help.
[Right! Left! It's coming from above!!!]
Crash! Crash! Crash!!!
The house—which had been intact, or perhaps had never been intact to begin with—was being smashed apart by the tentacles.
My precious livelihood, the tablet, had been smashed to pieces ages ago, and even the bed where I'd enjoyed happy time had now been split in half by the tentacles.
My precious sweet home was being reduced to ruins by the tentacles.
Like Captain Africa, I hurled a frying pan at the intruder and shouted shrilly.
"You fucking bitch!!! Are you planning to destroy someone else's entire house?!"
"Yep, I'm planning to destroy it all, erase your attachment to your house, and kidnap you to mine♪"
"As if I'd let the person who destroyed my house kidnap me, you fucking bitch! I... No matter what happens, I'll smash your head in, fuck."
"Do you have what it takes to smash it? Oh, dear... Now all your frying pans are...
Crack... Crack... Crunch...
Destroyed and gone."
The tentacles destroyed the last frying pan.
Now I was at a disadvantage, forced to fight with nothing but hand-to-hand combat.
To make matters worse—
Twitch—twitch—
My lower abdomen... was starting to tingle.
My lower body was already soaked through, and my legs were gradually beginning to give out.
I ground my molars hard as I watched the approaching tentacles.
"...This fucking sucks.
"Since foxes are canids, aren't they actually dogs rather than merely dog-like?"
"Could you please shut that mouth of yours?"
No sooner had I finished speaking than tentacles rushed in from all directions.
I dodged them by a hair and quickly approached the shaman.
"Oh... Are you coming closer?"
"I can't escape these fucking tentacles unless I get closer."
There were only two ways I could beat that female shaman right now.
Either hold out until my bald friend, who seemed like a fairly powerful exorcist, arrived, or land one good hit on that damned woman.
I really wanted to choose the former if at all possible, but this was an urgent situation, and I didn't even know whether they'd seen my message.
I had no choice but to choose the latter.
But—
Swish. Swish. Fwoooosh!!!
Boom!!!
The problem was the mass of tentacles, which were disgustingly fast and even possessed the special ability to induce arousal.
If I were caught by those tentacles even once, they'd marinate me in aphrodisiac and turn me into a 'fallen female' in the truest sense.
Was that all?
Judging by that shadowy gaze of hers, she definitely wouldn't violate me only once.
I might even end up receiving vital energy from the tentacles and spending the rest of my life with them.
"...Isn't there really any way I can land one good hit?"
Every frying pan left in the house had already been torn apart by the enraged tentacles.
I'd tried cutting the tentacles with kitchen knives and other bladed objects, but the damn things were tougher than steel, chipping every blade in the house.
Should I just run outside and make a break for it?
Oh.
Why didn't I think of that?
Either spending the rest of my life being violated by tentacles or spending the rest of it as a lab specimen—
Either way, it would still be fucking awful, wouldn't it?
At least if I chose the latter, I might be able to give the shaman in front of me a taste of the same misery.
I sprinted toward the shaman, slammed on the brakes, and immediately started running toward the window.
"Hey, hey! You, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Are your eyes just decorations? Obviously I'm escaping!"
"Because of the special clause between yōkai and exorcists, if either of us reveals our forms to ordinary people...!"
"Why the hell should I care? Move the tentacles first if you don't like it."
I sprinted toward the window without slowing down at all, and the shaman ground her teeth and ordered the tentacles.
"Q-quick, block the window!!!"
"It won't do you any good!"
I put all my strength into punching the window as it was rapidly being overrun by tentacles.
Bam!!!
My overwhelming physical strength blew apart the tentacles and window, while other tentacles seized my body.
"Uh... uh...?"
The fluid sprayed by the exploding tentacles seeped into my entire body, making me so hypersensitive that even a breeze brushing against me turned my mind blank.
At the same time, tentacles slowly approached me, now completely helpless.
I stared at the approaching tentacles and laughed hollowly.
"...I'm so fucking screwed."