Problem.
When I visited a close friend’s house in a world where genders are reversed, I discovered traces that looked suspiciously like mine. If I were caught in the act, what would be the appropriate response as a man?
1) Act like nothing happened and behave normally.
2) Run away.
3) Get the first move in before getting caught.
Faced with this question, I chose option 1. …But then.
“Oh dear. It seems you’ve seen something you shouldn’t have?”
Eve’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light, her mockingly cheerful tone underscored by a faint sigh, and her long, split smile carried an inappropriate amount of amusement for the situation.
Eve’s signature shadowy smile. The moment I saw that suspiciously suspicious expression, I realized something crucial.
The choice was not mine to make. And I was the one who had shoved my head into the beast’s jaws…!
Well, if you ask if it’s that desperate of a situation, I would say it’s not quite like that.
After all, I wasn’t born on the Pan Continent but on Earth. My body may be here, but my mind and values are from there.
I’ve adapted reasonably well now, but… honestly, it’s hard not to think, “Should I just close my eyes and take the route of ‘Chunnam’?”
There’s no refusal. It’s just that if I end up being the first for Ellie, I’d feel guilty about lying.
As I swallowed hard, I steeled my resolve.
Did Eve sense a change in my demeanor? Her expression shifted. And then,
“Now that it’s come to this, there’s no other option.”
“What will you do to me… huh?”
Before I could finish, Eve smoothly knelt and bowed her head. Caught off guard by her perfect dogeza position, I finally heard her voice.
“Shall we just pretend today never happened?”
I’ll make sure no one hears about today. (X)
I feel embarrassed to death. (O)
“Uh?”
My brain’s filter kicked in late. After many adjustments, surprisingly, the expression that seemed like I was about to commit something wrong was instead indicating that Eve was in trouble herself.
Well, if it were me, and I had left traces of my activity, I wouldn’t have assaulted another woman just because she caught me.
If such a person existed, they’d be a straight-up criminal with no excuses, gender reversal or not, and I’d have to steer clear of them.
Feeling my thoughts spiraling in an extreme direction due to shock, I couldn’t help but sigh.
“Ahh.”
Maybe it was because I felt like I was being used as a dish, but it seemed I was too flustered.
Honestly, although it’s quite strange… since I’ve done things with Eve, I could easily close my eyes and let my imagination run wild.
“Um, Eve?”
“…”
Eve didn’t respond. At that moment, I could still see the top of her head pressed firmly against the ground.
Though that was what caught my eye, I was actually focused on something completely different.
The way her chest was squished against the ground, spilling out sideways, and the unique curves of her body that ran from her neck to her back and down to her hips.
Maybe it was because I had relaxed, but it dawned on me that Eve was in quite the position right now.
“Uh, is it really okay for the queen to just lie down like this?”
“If I hadn’t been caught at all, it might’ve been fine, but now that it’s been seen by Jonah, it’s too late to quietly gloss over it. So rather, it’s less shameful to beg others not to find out…And besides, I hope you can hold back from reporting this, too.”
It’s only natural to follow the rational judgment, and there’s no room for debate. (X)
Save me, please. (O)
Eve’s voice, embodying the heartfelt sincerity of a former queen, made me realize that the one whose heart was racing wasn’t me, but Eve.
Instead of answering her, I opened the door and looked inside again.
Everything I had touched when visiting Eden was neatly organized in chronological order.
There were various plants, big and small, that blossomed with the Basilieus’s power, and numerous clippings of articles showcasing the Cradle Association since its existence.
However, the most eye-catching by far was undoubtedly the doll that resembled me, still damp, next to a pool of viscous liquid.
“Sniff, sniff.”
“Wha—! Why are you sniffing that?!”
Stop it and just bury yourself quietly. (X)
It’s a little exciting. (O)
Feigning ignorance towards Eve’s honest inner thoughts, I replied in a nonchalant tone.
“Oh no, just academic curiosity? Humans and beastmen have a slightly sour scent, but elves have a sweet fragrance.”
“…How do you know that?”
“Well, I’ve always been quite interested in that sort of thing?”
With that, I tilted my head. After enjoying Eve’s flustered state sufficiently, I chuckled and held up the Unicorn Dagger.
Swish!
The dagger lit up the messy room, projecting the remnants of desire. I smiled back at Eve, whose expression was complex, and gently patted her waist.
“So? Are you really not going to get up, Eve?”
“If you promise to keep today’s events a secret, I’ll get up.”
If you don’t keep it a secret, it won’t be fun. (X)
…Being praised by a boy much younger than me feels pretty good. (O)
???
I nodded, letting the words of the already malfunctioning brain filter slide by.
“Uh-huh. Is that so?”
I’m Jonah, a man true to the strength dynamic. Now that I know I’m the one on top, wouldn’t it be time to enjoy it? Just a little teasing before I let it go.
“Eh.”
I climbed onto Eve’s back. I didn’t sit like a chair with my legs to one side; instead, I straddled her like a horse.
As I kept an eye out for any signs that Eve might be uncomfortable, she said,
“T-this is…!”
I won’t forget this humiliation. (X)
Wow! Good times! (O)
…Yeah. Since it looks good, I guess it doesn’t matter.
Grinning, I lightly patted Eve’s unusually ample backside.
“Let’s make a deal. You carry me like this, and you explain how you used me as a plaything one by one. Then today’s events will be as if they never happened.”
“But I’m still a queen….”
Someday, I will gather the elf race for revenge. (X)
Ah! I actually liked this kind of thing?! (O)
“Well, strictly speaking, I’ve already retired, right? It’s just that others still treat you as a queen. …In that sense, you’re similar to me!”
Who am I? The man filled with the powers of the Basilieus, the Elf King.
If I were half-elf, I would have probably had my coronation by now!
Though I’m human, and as long as Eve is still alive, I guess that won’t happen.
Maybe my words came off as reasonable, as Eve flinched a little and nodded.
Then she quietly began to rise, crawling further into the room.
Eve, in her own way, seemed to be rolling under the little boy while tapping on new doors.
Looking closely, I realized I wasn’t any different either. The peculiar thrill of crushing a former queen started to creep up on me.
Well, in terms of the Pan Continent’s standards, I guess neither of us has a regular preference.
As Eve’s breathing grew more ragged, I secretly enjoyed it while she arrived at a collection of various cups and forks.
“Here’s where…”
“This is all the stuff I used when I visited Eden. It looks like the washing part was done, but what’s it all doing here?”
“Actually, I used some things before washing them and displayed them here afterward.”
“U-using?”
Even as she carried me on her back, Eve’s eyes narrowed. Was it because of that? The term “using” felt oddly sinister.
“It sounds like it was used for some dark magic.”
“…If I had to say, probably water magic?”
As I glanced to where the puddle was, I couldn’t believe the volume of water it contained from an absent source.
Nodding at that, Eve continued her explanation.
“In any case, if there is new good stuff, I gradually set the mood with it. If not, I’ll just recall the day you came.”
“You’re just a tool to me.” (X)
Are you not making new goods for me today? (O)
“The mood?”
“Yes. Isn’t the mood important for this kind of thing?”
“Uh, um. That’s true?”
Although desire flipped between genders, it simply meant that only that part changed, and the essential sexual zones or preferences did not.
In other words, there are still quite a few girls who value atmosphere or like the proactive approach from guys.
Of course, as I initially mentioned, since women’s desires are overpoweringly strong, men ultimately succumb, leading to girls finding themselves on top.
But I gathered that from the older brothers working at Ellie’s store, so it must be true.
Nodding to myself, this time Eve crawled to the doll.
“This is…”
“It’s my doll.”
“…”
Eve seemed to find that a bit much even for herself, and after a moment of silence, I playfully slapped her back to encourage her to speak.
“Well, this is one I use the most…”
“How do you use it?”
I kept pressing, and finally, she stammered through her response.
“I-I rub my face against it…”
“Oh? Then what about the puddle?”
“When I remove the doll, it splashes over there…”
Eve had been unable to finish her sentences. By the way, it splashes? Could it be…?
After a long pause, she finally grinned and spoke up.
“The water pressure is quite strong!”
“…Kyaaaah!!”
Ultimately, Eve could no longer withstand the embarrassment and curled up like a pill bug.
