First, Pull Your Pants Up

‘Ha, would you look at this bastard?’

I was furious, but at the same time, my head was growing cold.

It felt like another reminder of just how full of malice this world was.

‘An eroge... really is an eroge.’

He’d drugged the champagne with an aphrodisiac.

It was the most primitive and filthiest trick in the book.

If the Observer’s Eye hadn’t evolved, I would’ve been caught completely off guard.

The champagne, gleaming gold, showed no visible difference to the naked eye.

It was completely indistinguishable from an ordinary glass of champagne.

‘It’s even harder to see in the dark.’...