I Became a Perverted Kid of a Tsukkur Erotic Game 19

Chapter 19 – Episode 19. I Picked Up A Big-Breasted Woman On The Street (2)

The sudden mention of being a prince caught me off guard for a moment.

I firmly grasped the mental thread I felt like I was about to lose and spoke to the busty woman.

“No. A prince? That doesn’t make any sense—”

At my words, the busty woman grabbed my hand, shook her head, and looked me in the eye, saying,

“Because you saved me. You’re my prince.”
“So, what the hell are you talkin’—”

I wanted to ask what kind of bullshit she was spouting, but unfortunately, I couldn’t.

‘Wait. Her eyes?’

In her eyes, which I happened to glance at, I saw a strange, powerful madness.

That madness wasn’t a simple affection or admiration that one would show to another human.

‘It’s like she’s looking at a plastic model.’

It was a look filled with the desire to take apart everything in front of her, analyze it, and then reassemble it.

While I was speechless from that eerie feeling, the busty woman suddenly said to me,

“Let’s go together.”

I barely regained my senses and tried to refuse. But in the end, I didn’t get to refuse.

“Huh?”

Because after saying that, the busty woman came up to me and lifted me right up.

It wasn’t just a metaphor; my feet were literally dangling in the air with her hand under my armpits.

And it was in the hands of this busty woman.

‘Wait. Is this even possible?’

Even though I’m a bit smaller than an adult, I’m still over 160 cm tall and have a pretty solid build as a guy. How could she lift me up so easily?

And not a man, but a woman.

Thinking that, I subtly checked the busty woman’s height.

‘At least 190… maybe late 190s?’

The busty woman was taller than I had imagined.

Perhaps this strength came from her large frame and the muscles built to support her massive body.

‘So, those huge breasts aren’t just for show, huh?’

While having such a rude thought, Takuya said to the busty woman,

“Where are you taking me?”

Takuya was taken aback by the sudden situation, but he didn’t resist being carried, nor did he tell the busty woman that he didn’t like it.

He knew that this busty woman wasn’t mentally stable.

‘If you provoke these kinds of people, the situation will only get worse.’

And he also knew that provoking her in this situation would be more dangerous.

By the way, he learned this in the military. No further explanation needed.

Anyway, that’s why I decided to act carefully.

While Takuya was thinking this, the busty woman answered his question.

“We’re going to my house.”
“House?”
“Yeah.”

We had just met, and she was already inviting me to her house. My inner Confucian dragon wanted to roar, but I figured I’d lose if we fought, so I decided to go quietly.

*Squish~♥*

It definitely wasn’t because of the soft feeling of her breasts against my back.

“Well, before we go, let’s introduce ourselves. My name is Mori Takuya. What’s yours?”
“Suzuki Haruka (鈴木 春華)”
“Okay. Suzuki, let’s go quickly then.”
“Haruka.”
“Huh?”
“Call me Haruka.”
“Okay.”

And so began my strange journey with the busty woman, no, Haruka.

***

How long had it been since I was carried by Haruka?

I arrived in front of a house with a nameplate that read Suzuki (鈴木家).

By the way, Haruka had carried me for tens of minutes without getting tired, all the way to the house.

Anyway, after arriving at Haruka’s house, I said,

“Is this it?”
“Yeah.”
“Then put me down now, at least I should be standing on the ground when I say hello.”
“Okay.”

Clearly, when I had asked her to put me down a few times on the way, she had firmly said, “No.” But now, she was letting me down without a fuss.

‘Is she stupid, or smart… really.’

I thought to myself as I looked for the doorbell near Haruka’s front door.

“You can press it here.”
“Ah. Thanks.”

*Ding-dong.*

With Haruka’s help, I successfully pressed the doorbell and waited for Haruka’s family to come out. After a moment,

I heard some noise from inside the house.

[Just a moment~]

Judging by the sound of rummaging, they probably thought I was a delivery person.

After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman came out.

“The stamp is here… oh? Haruka? And… who’s this?”

At her words, I bowed politely and said,

“Hello. I’m Mori Takuya, and I happened to be passing by when I saw Haruka-san. I wanted to explain what happened.”

The reason I didn’t say that I was kidnapped by her daughter and brought here was simple.

Haruka’s mother hugged her daughter, who was covered in dirt, without hesitation and said,

“What?! What happened to our Haruka?!”

Because I could feel that this mother loved her daughter immensely.

I didn’t want to be apologized to by someone who was hugging her big, dirty daughter with such a worried expression.

Besides, I was half-interested in Haruka and had come along with her.

Thinking that, I said to Haruka’s mother,

“I’ll explain the details inside.”
“Ah! Yes, yes. Please come in.”

After entering Haruka’s house, I received a cup of tea and explained in detail what had happened to Haruka.

“Haruka almost got into a car accident?!”
“Yes. The driver was driving at a very dangerous speed.”
“Oh my goodness…”

After finishing the explanation, Haruka’s mother bowed to me and expressed her sincere gratitude.

“Really…! Thank you so much…!”
“No. It was the right thing to do.”

I answered her sincerely as well.

From my perspective, it was the right thing to do.

“Thank you so much…”

Of course, Haruka’s mother continued to thank me for quite a while after that.

After the situation was resolved warmly, I was able to hear a rather interesting story from Haruka’s mother.

“As you can see, my daughter has a mental disability.”
“A mental disability, you say?”
“Yes…”

Haruka’s mother said, carefully broaching the subject.

And after hearing her words, I couldn’t help but be surprised.

That was because the mental disability Haruka had was something I was very familiar with.

“According to the doctor, it’s called Asperger’s syndrome.”

Asperger’s syndrome. The mental disability that Isaac Newton, Nikola Tesla, and Elon Musk were known to have.

I asked Haruka’s mother with a surprised expression.

“If it’s Asperger’s syndrome, isn’t that the disability that Newton and Tesla had?”
“You know about it?”
“Only a little.”

Haruka’s mother looked relieved at my answer.

It seemed like she had some difficulties explaining Haruka’s syndrome.

Anyway, it made sense why Haruka was acting so strangely.

People with Asperger’s syndrome tend to become obsessed with things they are interested in.

“I saw her looking at ants for a long time. Is she interested in that kind of thing?”
“No. It’s just that my daughter has a hobby of observing things…”

Just simple observation, huh…

‘Wait a minute. If ants are just a hobby of observation, then what is Haruka interested in?’

I wondered to myself and asked Haruka’s mother,

“Then, is there a particular field that Haruka is interested in?”
“Ah. That is…”

Just as Haruka’s mother was about to explain,

“I’ll show you myself.”

Haruka suddenly got up from her seat and said that to me.

Haruka’s mother, who was listening, nodded, thinking that would be better.

No, why not just explain it?

Well, it didn’t matter much, so I obediently followed Haruka.

The place I arrived at after following Haruka was a large room in the corner.

What I saw there shocked me. That’s because,

“Huh…”

What I saw in the room were dozens of disassembled computers and…

‘Is she trying to build a supercomputer or something?’

A large computer that looked like it could contain all the parts of those disassembled computers was there.

It was a visual that an ordinary person would call a monstrosity, but I, who came from the future, or rather, had some knowledge of computers, realized what it was.

It wasn’t just a simple computer, but a supercomputer.

Or rather, it was being built for that purpose.

And after seeing that, I was half-convinced.

‘Haruka is the talent I need.’

Haruka was the talent he needed right now.