Chapter 30
Female Corruption.
Even someone hearing this term for the first time might call it 'vulgar.' It carries several meanings, but its most representative meaning is as follows.
It means that a woman who knows nothing about sex gradually becomes obsessed with it and ultimately turns into a beast crazed for intercourse; and, specifically in the TS genre, that a woman who was once a man gradually becomes more feminine and eventually comes to love men.
The former is something that could actually happen, but the latter, being 'fantasy' from the outset simply because it is TS, can only have been born from human delusion.
Delusion: a ghostly thought that runs counter to reason, or a pathological, irrational, subjective judgment or conviction.
Thus, in the TS genre, 'female corruption' amounts to nothing more than imagining an abnormal sexual desire that could never occur in reality.
To put it simply, it means there is no chance I will ever develop feelings for that furry bastard—and that I will absolutely never let him fuck me, either.
What a fucking stupid Fox Deity.
To make a bet you could never win based on people's abnormal sexual desires... Sometimes, the Fox Deity can be unbelievably stupid.
Seeing my pitying gaze, the cackling Fox Deity stopped laughing and asked me a question.
- Why hast thou been looking at me with that expression for a while now? That is an exceedingly unpleasant gaze.
"Isn't it obvious? I might not be able to see you a year from now. Wow... Going back to my ordinary life after living this fantastical life would be pretty boring."
- What are you talking about? Explain it so I can understand.
The Fox Deity frowned and asked again, so I explained it simply enough for even a dolphin to understand.
"I'm saying that I, whose masculine identity is stronger than anyone else's, will never experience female corruption. You made a bad bet."
I gave a smug grin, and the Fox Deity began mocking me with a contemptuous expression.
- Do you truly think you can win this bet?
"Of course. If I have a man's mind and get fucked by a man, that's homosexuality—even if the body happens to be a woman's."
- Hahaha, that is the funniest joke I've heard in a while.
The Fox Deity giggled, then adopted a serious expression and slowly began to speak.
- Your words have merit. Though the body is a woman's, having intercourse with a man while possessing a man's mind might indeed be homosexuality. However.
She pointed a finger at my body and continued.
- From the moment you become 'female-corrupted,' aren't your mind and soul 'female' as well? If so, both your body and mind are female, so I don't think it would count as homosexuality, at least.
"Don't try to confuse me with that weird sophistry! The very fact of becoming female-corrupted means it's gay!"
- How can being attracted to a woman's body and its instincts be homosexuality? Besides, are you not having intercourse with the body of the opposite sex, rather than the body of the same sex? Then it cannot be called homosexuality.
It was a calm yet persuasive rebuttal.
But at the same time, it was a rebuttal I absolutely did not want to be persuaded by.
If I kept arguing with the Fox Deity, I felt I would end up admitting that female corruption equaled normal sexual desire—and, if that happened, I might really become female-corrupted right then and there.
I went over to the black fox sprawled on the floor to end my conversation with the Fox Deity.
"Hngh... Please step on me a little more, Lord Cheonho♡ Hari wants more rewards...♡"
The black fox lady kept twitching despite lying limp, endlessly spouting vulgar words.
It was obvious what would happen if I left her in the house, so I grabbed her tail and dragged her toward the front door.
But.
- Why did you stop talking and run away? I refuted your argument, so refute mine as well.
- Explain why female corruption is homosexuality.
The Fox Deity doggedly followed me and blocked my path, so I pointed at the 870-year-old fox lady to make an excuse.
"Let's deal with this first. If I leave her here and she gets fucked like a dog, are you going to take responsibility?"
- Well, I don't think it's something we need to deal with right now. She greedily gorged herself on spiritual energy and demonic power, so it will take at least five hours for her to come to her senses. So...
The Fox Deity folded her arms, blocked my way, and demanded that I refute the Fox Deity's argument.
- Let us finish the conversation we were having first.
The Fox Deity showed a firm determination to chase me to the ends of the earth if I ran away and force an answer out of me.
Just as I wondered how I could escape this shitty situation, a rotten lifeline descended from the heavens.
The one who lowered that rotten lifeline was none other than...
"Heehee... Lord Cheonho? You haven't gone anywhere, have you? This means you're going to take responsibility for me, right? How kind of you..."
The fox lady—the sex-crazed tribbing fiend.
She looked at me with the eyes of a predator and licked her lips.
"...See? I told you from the start that we should've dumped this bitch outside."
- ...
"Say that again. What? Five hours? Looks to me like she woke up in less than thirty minutes."
- ...
"If you've fucked up the situation this badly, come up with a solution, you fucking bitch. If you can't, possess me like you did earlier."
- I'm sorry, but that's limited to once per day.
"Fuck, you think you can get away with spouting dogshit just because you're a canid?"
I slowly backed away from the approaching sex-crazed tribbing-fiend fox lady, but she strode toward me, and...
Just as she was about to catch me and fuck me like a dog, someone brought the edge of their hand down hard on her neck.
Whack.
"Ngh?!"
Despite the intimidating air she gave off and the force of her approach, the fox lady collapsed with startling ease.
And appearing behind her was my longtime best friend, who rubbed the back of his head while cursing me out.
"You son of a bitch, if you crack my skull with a frying pan one more time, I swear I won't let it slide. Got it?"
"A man barging into yuri is taboo..."
"I said, do you understand, you bitch?"
Before he could even finish speaking, my furious friend stepped forward and began squeezing my slender neck, so I quietly lowered my tail.
"Y-yes..."
Yip.
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After tossing the fox lady outside the front door, my friend sighed and came back inside.
"Hey."
"What."
"Are you going to keep living like this?"
My friend asked in an unusually concerned voice, and I fell silent in thought for a moment.
If he was asking whether I was going to keep living like this, wouldn't I have to?
The two fluffy ears I couldn't hide and the nine lush, soft tails
made going outside absolutely impossible; if people discovered me, I'd be sent straight to a laboratory.
So wouldn't I end up holed up in my room, accepting commissions, drawing lewd pictures of fox beastfolk, and living off self-supplied happy time?
What choice did I have? From the moment I became like this, an ordinary life had gone out the window.
...Though, come to think of it, my life wasn't exactly ordinary even before I became this lewd fox beastfolk.
As the Fox Deity said, I'd have to continue living this way until I gathered spiritual energy from a million people.
I had no idea when I'd ever gather a million people's worth of it, though.
Just as I was heaving a deep sigh over that bleak reality...
A palm suddenly flew toward my face, and I was struck before I could even react.
SMACK!!!
"AAGH!!!"
The realization that I'd been slapped startled me for a moment, but the stinging pain that flared up immediately afterward made me grab my best friend's collar.
"Hey, fucker. Did you just hit me?"
"Of course I hit you, you fucking idiot. You were sitting there sighing like a moron—what else was I supposed to do? Get a grip, you dumbass."
Did Jesus say to turn the other cheek when someone slapped your right one?
Without mercy, my friend raised his hand and smacked my left cheek too.
SMACK!!!
"Ngh..."
Being hit brought dizzying pain rather than anger.
A second hit from those cauldron-lid-sized hands felt like it would knock me out, so I lowered my tail and decided to listen to him.
"Have you contacted your parents? Come to think of it, you hadn't contacted your noona either, had you?"
"How could I contact them with this voice? The moment they heard it, they'd obviously say they'd dialed the wrong number."
"Ha... Well, even I, who am no ordinary person, had trouble accepting that you're my friend. I can only imagine how your perfectly ordinary family will take it."
Looking troubled, my friend rubbed the back of his neck, pulled out his phone, and began making a call.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"I'm calling your noona. I'm asking her to come find you."
"No, fuck. Why your noona of all people? If that bitch comes here, she'll turn everything upside down."
"It is about time someone turned this filthy place upside down at least once. And from your perspective, wouldn't it be a little easier to tell your noona than your parents?"
"She'd be easier to tell, but she won't believe a word I say, will she? There's a high chance she'll just tell me to stop spouting bullshit and hand over her little brother."
As I spoke while imagining my noona's formidable physique, my friend patted me on the back and reassured me.
"Don't worry, asshole. I've got you."
"That only made me more nervous, you fucker."
"What is there to fear when you have a best friend of seventeen years? Huh? You don't trust me that much?"
Hearing the disappointment in his voice, I shook my head and told him,
"It's not that I don't trust you. It's that your noona is fucking terrifying. Wouldn't anyone be scared when it's obvious we'll both have our heads cracked the moment she gets here?"
When I told him the truth, my friend nodded as if convinced, then broke into a bright smile and pointed somewhere.
"Hey."
"What is it now?"
"Your noona's calling."
I cautiously shifted my gaze in the direction his finger pointed, and what caught my eye was...
[Former Gangster]
The call from my own noona—the most terrifying person in the world—proudly displayed on the phone screen.