Ah, I did it.
I really did it.
I finally went and did it.
Masanojo’s mind was a complete mess — excitement, regret, self-reproach, and who knows what else all mixed together until he couldn’t tell them apart anymore.
The nurse who had accepted his request with a gentle smile, the woman named Kukon according to her name tag.
Taking advantage of her kindness, Masanojo had finally exposed his desire.
Right now, he was showing his rock-hard, throbbing cock to a beautiful nurse.
Even though he was still wearing pants, it was completely obvious how erect he was.
Showing his cock like this to a woman he had called into his hospital room in the middle of the night was the act of a total pervert.
Swept away by heat, lust, and momentum, Masanojo had done something this stupid.
Now the realization of his failure came crashing over him like a muddy torrent.
He glanced at Kukon.
She was completely frozen.
(Ahhhhhh!
I did it!
I really did it!
I messed up!!
Of course!
Obviously!
No matter how skewed the gender ratio is in this world, if a guy suddenly does something like this, of course she’s going to be completely turned off!!
When you think about it carefully, that’s obvious!
Why the hell did I do this!?
This is the worst!!
It’s over, I’m finished——!!)
Cold sweat ran down Masanojo’s back as he faced the gravity of his mistake.
Of course it did.
Calling a woman in the middle of the night and showing off his lower body was nothing but the behavior of a pervert.
Completely out of line.
Masanojo fell into a panic.
Meanwhile, Kukon was still frozen in place.
She must have been that shocked.
Her eyes, without even blinking once, were fixed on Masanojo’s cock.
“U-Um… that is… um…”
Masanojo tried desperately to make some kind of excuse, but he had no idea what to say or how to say it.
The two of them remained frozen for a while, until Kukon broke the silence.
Clatter!
She suddenly stood up and tried to leave the room in the same motion.
“Ah, wait!!”
If she left now, it was over.
The only thing waiting for him was the label of a pervert who flashed his genitals at a woman in the middle of the night.
Well, that was technically accurate, but he still wanted to somehow clear up the misunderstanding — or rather, it wasn’t a misunderstanding, but still. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
In a desperate attempt to do something, Masanojo grabbed Kukon’s hand and pulled with all his strength.
“Ah!”
Suddenly yanked by the hand, Kukon lost her balance and fell on top of Masanojo.
“…”
“U-Um, i-it’s not what you think!
Th-That’s…!”
Their eyes met.
Masanojo, still panicking, tried to explain, but his mouth wouldn’t work properly and only unintelligible sounds came out.
“It’s not like that, um… I’m so sorry!
I’m really sorry!
Please forgive me!
I-I’m sorry!”
Unable to do anything but apologize, Masanojo repeated the words over and over with tears in his eyes.
“I’m sorry!
I’m sorry!
I’m sorry!”
Like a broken record, he kept apologizing.
Perhaps his desperate apologies had an effect.
Kukon, who had been trying to escape the room, gradually relaxed her shoulders and began speaking to him in a gentle tone.
“It’s okay, Masanojo-kun.
Calm down.
You don’t have to keep apologizing.”
“B-But… I’m really sorry!
I’m sorry!
I…!”
“Yes, I understand.
Onee-san understands, so… okay?
Don’t apologize anymore.”
Kukon gently cradled the still-panicking Masanojo’s head.
She stroked it softly, as if soothing a baby, and spoke to him in a gentle voice.
“It’s okay, it’s okay.
Onee-san will protect you.
So you don’t need to worry, Masanojo-kun.
It’s okay.
It’s okay.”
The gentle, lullaby-like tone gradually helped Masanojo regain his composure.
Once he had completely calmed down, he apologized to Kukon again.
“I’m really sorry.
I did something terrible to you, Kukon-san.”
I don’t mind at all.”
“Really?”
“Yes.
I’m fine.”
She said this and winked at him.
Seeing the cute gesture, Masanojo’s face turned bright red with embarrassment.
“Ugh…”
Perhaps because of how cute she looked, even more blood rushed to his lower body, making his erection even harder.
The extreme hardness brought pain, and Masanojo couldn’t help but let out a groan.
Seeing him like that, Kyoka said something unexpected.
“…Does it hurt?”
“…Eh?”
“Your thing… Masanojo-kun… does it hurt?”
Her gaze was directed at his erect cock.
She was clearly referring to it.
“Ah… u-um… that is…”
She was looking at it.
This beautiful woman was looking at his erect cock.
Realizing that, Masanojo’s heart pounded with excitement.
And that excitement only made him even harder.
“…Tch!”
Too much blood had gathered.
He was on the verge of bursting.
Masanojo’s face twisted from the intense pain.
“…Does it hurt?”
Kukon spoke to him gently.
“Masanojo-kun.”
Faced with her kindness, Masanojo finally revealed his true feelings.
“…It hurts…”
He continued.
“It hurts.
I really… don’t know what to do anymore…”
He poured out what was in his heart.
In response to his confession, Kukon gently stroked his head with a soft smile.
“I see… Yeah, it must hurt.”
“…Yeah.”
“It’s okay now.
Don’t worry.
Onee-san will take care of it for you.”
“…Eh?”
Before Masanojo could react to her words, Kukon moved her hand to his lower body — and pulled down his pants.