## Chapter 223 – (9)
[Broadcast has ended.]
[Goodbye, my erectile dysfunction cure…]
[Don’t delete the video.]
[YouTube gods, please…]
[Looking forward to the next broadcast.]
[70,000 viewers, a legend.]
[First sex broadcast on YouTube and 70,000 viewers? Let’s step it up.]
I chuckled wryly, watching the chat log rise as I ended the broadcast.
Truthfully, I should have ended it much sooner.
But Shizuku’s strength seemed to have completely left her body, and she was trembling against the desk for quite a while.
I could only end the broadcast after I finished showering.
The sound of me showering seemed to calm Shizuku, and she pressed the end broadcast button.
“Oh, thank you for… today.”
“Yeah, I’ll come again.”
“…Yes…”
She treated someone’s home like it was a restaurant.
I ended up saying I’d come again, but the homeowner readily nodded.
I was satisfied too.
I had resolved the sexual desire that I couldn’t quite take care of at the sperm bank.
And on top of that.
[You have cleared a hidden quest.]
[Having sex in front of 50,000 people.]
[Your Emotion skill level has greatly increased.]
I cleared a hidden quest, and my Emotion skill, one of my main skills, leveled up significantly.
And I also obtained the special item that was marked on the mini-map.
It was a little hard to find.
When I went to the location, I saw a flowerpot and searched around it. When I lifted the flowerpot slightly, a golden key was lying underneath.
Suddenly, a memory flashed through my mind.
When I was very young, many houses hid their keys like this.
Under flowerpots or behind flower beds.
After door locks became widespread, those houses decreased.
“Is this the special item?”
As I picked up the key, something appeared.
[Key]
[Can open locked doors, boxes, etc. that the key fits.]
“…Will it be useful?”
I looked at Shizuku’s door, which I had just left.
There was a door lock firmly in place.
It was a product of modern science that a key couldn’t handle.
“…It would be useful in another world.”
Thinking that, I carefully stored it in a corner of my inventory.
There would be a use for it someday.
I took out my phone and glanced at it.
It was about time I heard from Kenta and Tsugumi, but I still hadn’t received any contact.
No news is good news, they say.
Maybe, just maybe.
The news I was hoping for had happened between the two of them.
“Haaam…”
Instead of waiting for their call, I decided to find a hotel nearby and get some sleep.
Shizuku’s house was near Shinjuku.
It was a place where developed downtown areas, as bustling as Shibuya, were gathered.
Of course, there were many hotels where I could get some sleep.
“…This hotel is nice.”
I quickly searched for hotels nearby on my phone and confirmed that there was a room available in the most famous hotel in this area, and immediately booked it through my phone.
It was a hotel where you could see Godzilla from your room.
I don’t know why such a hotel existed, or why this hotel was the most popular in Shinjuku.
But I couldn’t resist my curiosity, so I booked it right away.
Thanks to selling my sperm, I had plenty of money.
That sounded a bit strange.
I was a little sleepy, so I hurried my pace.
“Welcome.”
“Yes, I have a reservation under the name of Sung Han…”
“Sung Han… Oh? Are you Korean?”
The woman at the counter looked at me with great surprise.
Why was she like that?
“Yes, I am Korean.”
“Your pronunciation is so good!”
“Ah… thank you.”
Now that I thought about it, I had forgotten because I was so used to it.
I could read and speak Japanese perfectly with my Translation skill.
From the Japanese person’s point of view, my pronunciation must have been so good that she was surprised.
I smiled awkwardly and accepted the compliment.
“It’s the best room! You can see Godzilla right in front of the window!”
The woman explained excitedly, but I didn’t feel it.
‘Is that a good thing?’
Instead of the colorful night view of Shinjuku, isn’t Godzilla blocking the window?
It felt like a scene from a disaster movie would unfold in front of my eyes every morning.
No, wait.
Is that a good thing?
Because it feels like you’re in a disaster movie?
From the perspective of someone who can actually enter a disaster movie, it felt less appealing, but other people might like it.
Still, listening to the woman excitedly telling me how lucky I was.
I felt strangely good.
‘So it’s a room that’s hard to get.’
It felt like I had bought a rare item unexpectedly.
I received the key, got on the elevator, and went up to the hotel.
Only one floor was marked in bold in the elevator, which was said to be an observatory where you could see Godzilla’s head.
I glanced at it when the elevator opened.
It was an observatory, but no one was looking down at Shinjuku, and everyone was looking up, taking pictures of the giant monster’s head.
I chuckled wryly and headed to my hotel room.
Creak.
The room was clean, but not very spacious.
It felt a little disappointing for the price, but I liked the bedding and the atmosphere of the room.
There must be a reason why the room was available.
“Huu…”
I felt a little tired.
When I lay down on the bed, it was soft and cozy, and I felt sleepy.
There was no reason to resist sleep.
I took off my clothes roughly and accepted the closing of my eyes without resistance.
***
“Hiss…”
I opened my eyes to the intense light seeping through the curtains.
I must have slept for a long time.
My head was still hazy like in a dream when I woke up.
It was exactly how my head felt when I slept for a long time.
Still full of sleepiness, I opened the curtains wide.
And—
“Oh, shit!”
I screamed and stumbled back, sitting on the bed.
I was startled by the sight of Godzilla’s head filling the window.
I was surprised, but on the other hand, I nodded.
That’s why people take pictures and pay a lot of money to stay at the hotel.
Thanks to that, I woke up instantly.
I admired it briefly and then checked my phone.
I had slept for quite a while, so it was already past morning, and I had received a message.
It was a message from Tsugumi.
[We’re about half successful…]
“Half?”
Does that mean his erection is only halfway there?
…That’s amazing?
I was puzzled by the meaningful message, but decided to meet them first.
After promising to meet in front of Shibuya Station, I decided to check out.
I barely managed to check out successfully.
I would have had to pay an extra fee if I had slept a little longer.
After checking out, I arrived in Shibuya.
It only took a short time because it was only two stations away.
The two of them were not visible.
Had they not arrived yet?
Or were they somewhere else?
Just as I was about to contact them, the surroundings became noisy.
“Hey, over there…”
“Is that him? Huh? Huh?!”
“Sh, shit! That’s awesome…”
“Should I ask him to take a picture?”
“That’s the guy from that video!”
I turned my head and looked around.
‘Is there a celebrity here?’
That’s what it felt like from the conversations I heard.
They were talking about wanting to take pictures together and appearing somewhere.
But—
‘There’s no one here?’
The surroundings were quiet compared to the commotion.
The noise was only around me.
Was the commotion caused by me?
When I slowly looked at the people, their eyes were all on me.
That meant.
I looked at the golden badge on my chest.
I suspected this the most.
But the people’s gaze was not on the badge this time.
It was on my face, thick arms, and pants.
Click.
There was even a woman secretly filming me with her phone.
“U, um…”
“Yes?”
Then a group of women approached.
Judging by the childishness remaining on their faces.
They seemed to be college students at most.
Even after the three women came close, they hesitated, as if they didn’t have the courage, and then opened their mouths with difficulty.
“Um… can you take a picture with us…”
“…With me? A picture?”
“Yes… we’re really fans…”
“Fans?”
Why do I have fans?
When I looked at the women with a slightly puzzled expression, one woman secretly approached and whispered softly.
“Th, that… YouTube…”
“Ah.”
As soon as I heard the word YouTube, yesterday’s events came to mind.
Only then did all the pieces of the puzzle fit together in my head.
I heard that the video and Shizuku’s YouTube channel had not been suspended.
Rather, comments piled up saying that it had cured the erectile dysfunction of quite a few men.
There were even posts on the community certifying that they had really been cured.
It had become the most popular video.
So I, the main character of that video, had fans too.
…Is this what an AV actor feels like?
I was proud, but embarrassed.
It was a shame I felt after a long time.
“Yes… let’s take a picture.”
“…Can you take it a little more like the video?”
“…Like the video?”
The women ordered me to do it like the video, perhaps because I was too polite and not fun.
So I thought of the video.
“…?”
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became.
What does it mean to do it like the video on YouTube?
Does that mean I should attack them here?
I didn’t know, so I grabbed her chest.
“Aah…!”
“Hiss…”
Click.
The woman whose chest was grabbed made a strange noise, but started taking selfies with the camera.
What is this situation?
Is this okay even if it’s a world in an adult manga?
…Is it okay because of the golden badge?
“Awesome…”
“Thank you!”
The women were satisfied with my sudden touch and greeted me.
I suddenly grabbed a woman’s chest and received a thank you.
“This world is really crazy.”
That’s what I felt involuntarily.
Before more people gathered, I quickly walked around Shibuya Station looking for the Tsugumi couple.
