Reincarnated User Manual

Chapter 272

Has she ever seen Shiron this surprised?

Victor could confidently say no. Shiron had a dazed expression, and his strides were full of evident emotional turmoil. The shadows cast on his face made it seem even more exaggerated.

But it was only natural for him to be so shocked.

It had been 20 years. A full 20 years of knowing Victor as a man, including the memories of his past life.

Of course, this wasn’t the only reason for Shiron’s surprise. Even though they were childhood friends, he’d never seen Victor naked and always thought he was unusually delicate for a man.

Now that the puzzle pieces were fitting together, the relief should outweigh the shock at this point, shouldn’t it?

Nevertheless, Shiron still couldn’t close his mouth. Something even more astonishing than Victor’s gender was happening.

After mumbling for a while, Shiron’s trembling eyes shifted between the two women.

“Weren’t both of you heterosexual? Why are you suddenly kissing and making out?”

Shiron’s lips had a trace of saliva, giving them a glossy sheen, and his face was flushed red as if it were about to burst. His heart pounded so loudly that it felt even more intense than when he had taken the aphrodisiac earlier.

Shiron stared at the trembling woman.

“Victor.”

“…Yes.”

“So, you weren’t a man but a woman?”

“…Sorry.”

“And you’re not gay but a lesbian…”

“No!”

Victor vehemently denied it, startled. At that, Shiron slowly shifted his gaze toward Louise.

“I-I’m not either!”

“Then why were you two kissing? Aren’t you both straight?”

“…!”

Victor and Louise, who had been hugging tightly, separated their bodies. They untangled their hands and even took a step away from each other.

“That, that’s…”

“I’ll explain everything!”

Louise stepped forward in place of the hesitant Victor. Unlike Victor, who was frozen with guilt for deceiving her friend, Louise was acutely aware that her actions had once again put Victor in a difficult situation.

“It, it’s my fault! I mistakenly thought that doing this might lift Her Majesty’s spirits!”

“…Really?”

“Yes! I stopped Her Majesty from apologizing and, in a moment of impulse, kissed her. Her Majesty truly loves Sir Shiron.”

Louise’s voice cracked as she defended Victor. Her face, on the verge of tears, contorted in pain, and she clutched at her chest as if her heart were being torn apart.

‘Louise.’

Victor’s chest felt as though it would burst. Rather than blame Victor for deceiving her all these years, that kind-hearted, foolish woman was trying to protect the con artist.

But it wasn’t that Louise’s actions were incomprehensible.

Though it might seem foolish, the kindness and care Victor had shown her over the years weren’t lies.

So, she thought that the love she couldn’t have was enough for just herself.

“So, can we stop misunderstanding Her Majesty here?”

The guilt and compassion Louise felt were greater than any sense of betrayal. She even hoped that Victor and Shiron would end up together.

“Wait.”

Shiron pushed Louise away as she approached. The feel of the revealing clothes on his skin was still too stimulating, thanks to the lingering effects of the drug.

“You kissed, but you’re both definitely straight?”

“We didn’t make out! It was just a little peck… Yeah! It’s because of the aphrodisiac you made me take!”

“Why is it suddenly my fault?! You agreed with my plan too!”

“Well, anyway! It’s because of the drug! It’s making me feel so… weird!”

Louise’s face flushed as she twisted her thighs. The drug had already spread throughout her body, with her heart pounding relentlessly from drinking an entire bottle, soaking her thighs with fluids, and making squelching noises from the intensity of her arousal.

Unable to bear looking at the unseemly sight, Shiron sighed.

“Then, let’s do this.”

“…Do what?”

“Let’s talk again once all this excitement wears off.”

“…Later?”

“You said the drug’s making it hard to think clearly, right? Then, let’s talk again tomorrow or the day after.”

“…Shiron.”

Just as he was trying to wrap things up, Victor cautiously stepped forward.

“So… does that mean we won’t have sex?”

“…How have you held back when you wanted to have sex with me so badly?”

“No, that’s not…!”

As accusing stares landed on her, as if she were sex-crazed, Victor hurriedly waved her hands.

“You just told me! This room has a barrier, and no one can leave unless a man and a woman have sex!”

“…That’s true.”

“Then, at least you and I, w-we’ll have to…”

Victor couldn’t finish the sentence. The sight of her thighs, soaked with arousal, filled her with shame, and thinking of showing such an embarrassing sight made her fluids increase uncontrollably.

“Don’t worry about that. You think I didn’t plan for this?”

Shiron laughed and patted Victor’s shoulder.

“I wedged something in the door when we came in, so it wouldn’t close.”

“…Really?”

“Yeah. So, as long as we just get through this without embarrassing ourselves…”

He leisurely turned to look at the door they had just come through. There should be a door that wasn’t closed, just as he expected.

Click, click, click.

“…?”

The door was tightly shut. The wedge he had placed was nowhere to be found. As he looked around in confusion, Louise held up a diamond-shaped wooden piece.

“Is this what you’re talking about?”

“…Why do you have that?”

“I don’t know? I just found it over there, in the corner.”

Louise pointed to a corner of the room. It was quite far from the door, too far to have bounced there.

…Latera.

Shiron’s mind conjured up the name of a possible culprit. He had left her with Hugo before coming here, but his suspicion was reasonable. She was the only one capable of moving without being noticed.

‘So, it’s come to this after all.’

Shiron rubbed the back of his throbbing head, then flinched.

“….”

He started fiddling with his groin. After touching his crotch a few times, he tilted his head, alternating glances between Louise and Victor as he continued to grope himself.

“…What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”

“…”

Victor asked worriedly, but Shiron’s gaze remained fixed on Louise.

After a brief moment, Shiron pointed to one of the women standing awkwardly.

“Louise.”

“…Yes?”

“I’ve chosen you.”

Shiron beckoned with his finger, signaling her to come closer. Louise, with a bewildered expression, pointed to herself.

“M-Me? Not Her Majesty Victor?”

“Yes. I’ll be gentle so we can get this over with quickly.”

“What are you talking about? Wasn’t it supposed to be me?”

Victor protested vehemently, feeling indignant.

Shiron clicked his tongue while looking at her.

“…Now that I’m about to do it, I keep thinking of you as the man you used to be, and it’s kind of weird.”

Shiron undid his belt.

The sudden undressing caused blood to rush to Victor’s face, making her feel embarrassed for no reason.

Though she had worn a fake phallus all this time, meaning she knew what one looked like, seeing Shiron’s somehow made her react like a virgin.

But only for a moment. Victor’s face soon turned cold.

A limp figure.

What was revealed was not an erect phallus. It was limp, like something belonging to a middle-aged man fearful of intimacy, instead of being stiff and ready to penetrate.

“I didn’t expect this either.”

Shiron muttered, fiddling with his limp member. Despite continued stimulation, it remained unmoved.

Although Shiron’s mind had accepted Victor as a woman, deep in his subconscious, the image of Victor as a man still lingered.

Shiron shifted his gaze from Victor to Louise. Thanks to the aphrodisiac’s effects, his member swelled and even started to throb as though it might burst.

“Louise is fine. So, I can’t do it with you, Victor.”

“…Oh.”

Victor staggered and collapsed onto the bed, her face vacant like a patriot who had just lost their country.

Shiron approached Louise. Louise, stepping back, eventually fell onto the bed next to Victor, and Shiron’s now erect member was thrust towards her face.

Flinch.

The thick male scent hit Louise’s nostrils, causing her body to respond instinctively. Her mouth watered, and she was filled with a sudden, overwhelming desire to suck the member in front of her.

“Louise, spread your legs.”

Shiron urged as he prodded Louise’s cheek with his erection.

“…Sir Shiron, am I really going first?”

“What else can I do? My member goes limp whenever I look at Victor.”

Shiron sighed in exasperation. He wasn’t particularly feeling sorry for Victor. He was simply startled by his first experience with erectile dysfunction.

“I’d prefer doing it with Victor too. It feels a bit wrong to be with you since you were Victor’s woman.”

“…Don’t worry about me, just do it.”

“Victor. I know you have feelings for me, but I still can’t shake the image of you as a man.”

“It’s okay, Shiron. Just hearing you say you’d prefer me is enough… Thank you.”

Victor smiled sadly, rubbing her groin with her hand.

Despite her desire to take Shiron’s throbbing member into her mouth, it went soft every time she got close.

So, all she could do was watch as Shiron and Louise engaged, while she comforted herself.

“I’ll do it with you once I fully recognize you as a woman. Right now, it just doesn’t seem right.”

The sight of Victor being so pitiful stirred Shiron’s emotions, making him avert his gaze with a bitter feeling.

“Sir Shiron!”

It was at that moment that Louise pulled Victor close to her. Naturally, Shiron’s erection drooped under gravity.

“Move Victor away! My member keeps going limp!”

“Just a moment. I want to try something, just once.”

With that, Louise pushed Victor to the edge of the bed. She immediately began unbuttoning Victor’s clothes.

“If the problem is your perception of her as a man, then we just need to make you see her as a woman.”

“What are you doing?!”

Victor struggled at the sudden situation, but her strength was no match for Louise’s determination.

Louise pulled down her pants, revealing her pale bottom.

“Look! It’s a vagina!”

“…”

“Even now? Even now, you still don’t see her as a woman?”

Victor’s vagina, soaked with fluids, gaped open as if in response.