Although it was a morning and evening rush hour scenario, Mr. Akira was currently holding Kitagawa Marin in his arms—one of the self-selected capture targets for this chapter.
Yes, the name of the third chapter was "Tram."
The Eroge's conditions were very lenient: the capture target needed to be self-selected on the tram (there might be multiple marked characters, or only one). After selecting a target, one would try their best to capture them, and the capture location was not limited to the tram. However, whether they could meet again after one round of the anti-addiction hourglass was completely random.
It was all about the thrill. All about the novelty.
Moreover, Mr. Akira had checked the time on his phone, which showed the previous year in the real world. At this time, no one knew him, so it wasn't strange to play however he wanted.
Now, Mr. Akira was just experiencing what it felt like to bring the Eroge he played back then into reality. As of now, his experience was quite perfect. His stats were almost all at fifty, so nothing unexpected could happen.
As for Lust Value, that was a parameter related to [Art Space], and it would appear when interacting with the target.
Now Kitagawa Marin's Lust Value had reached 40 points. When it reached ninety, Mr. Akira could pull her into [Art Space]. But he still didn't know what the situation was like inside—or what it would be like when they came out. Therefore, this time, he had to follow Kitagawa Marin home first and then try using [Art Space]. That would be safer.
Thus, Mr. Akira treated this as a game and was enjoying the experience.
[Lust Value +10]
Kitagawa Marin was now biting her lip hard, her face flushed, not daring to look up. She knew very well that Mr. Akira had no choice but to be like this. So she didn't scold him, because she was also very aware of the surrounding situation—it was completely force majeure. Therefore, what happened in unseen places was also force majeure.
Her hands were originally braced against Mr. Akira's chest to prevent her ample bosom from being directly squeezed. But she had little strength and could only choose one side—top or bottom. So she chose the bottom.
There was nothing wrong with this.
The mistake was that she hadn't expected her body to be so sensitive. A touch felt like an electric shock.
No, she had to hold on! She absolutely had to hold on.
Her conviction was firm, but her defenses grew weaker with the tram's bumps.
[Lust Value +10]
"Miss Kitagawa, I'm truly sorry, but I also have no choice."
Mr. Akira leaned down and whispered into Kitagawa Marin's ear. Due to the close proximity, she could even feel the warm breath he exhaled.
Why say these things now?
Kitagawa Marin's mind was about to explode. "Mr. Akira, I know. You don't need to worry."
Pressed against Mr. Akira's chest, she could almost hear the sound of his heartbeat.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Strong. Powerful. And his heart beat fast, making a burning sound.
Finally, at a certain station, a large crowd of "sardines" poured out. The tram finally became a bit more spacious.
Mr. Akira was about to step back but was held by Kitagawa Marin. "Wait. I'll block for you."
Mr. Akira took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. But Kitagawa Marin's Lust Value remained steady at 80—not dropping at all.
Mr. Akira didn't move. The two embraced on the tram like a couple.
"Ding-dong. You have arrived… Please exit through the right door in the direction of travel."
"I'm here."
Kitagawa Marin's face was very red. She gestured with her eyes for Mr. Akira to follow. He naturally followed out.
"Um, can I continue talking to you about what just happened? And I'll walk you home."
Kitagawa Marin's Lust Value was still at 80, and her breathing was a little ragged. Seeing Mr. Akira was like seeing a treasure. Even without using Bewitch Heart, she nodded in agreement and naturally linked her arm with his.
Lust Value—those who know, know.
Mr. Akira knew that with just a little more effort, he could meet the requirements to use [Art Space]. But he was afraid that once it reached 90, Kitagawa Marin wouldn't be able to handle it.
After walking a while and feeling some wind, Kitagawa Marin's mind cleared up a bit, and her Lust Value dropped. However, perhaps because Mr. Akira was there, her Lust Value never dropped below 60.
Clearly, Mr. Akira was very much to her liking. Even when their elbows occasionally bumped, she pretended not to notice. She just happily chatted with him, like a couple in love.
"Actually, the character I want to cosplay is a bit different from theirs. There are no ready-made clothes sold online, so I want to make the clothes myself."
"I can tell that what you're wearing is something you made yourself, right? That's really impressive."
Kitagawa Marin blushed and shyly bumped Mr. Akira.
This intimate gesture really made Mr. Akira realize the power of this high-attack, low-defense dress-up doll.
Tsk~! It really did feel a bit like falling in love!
"Mr. Akira, you're too good with words. I can't praise myself so seriously like you."
"I see effort and passion, and that's enough. So, Miss Kitagawa is amazing in every aspect."
"Eh~!"
Kitagawa Marin turned her head to look at Mr. Akira's profile, suddenly feeling like she wanted to fall in love.
Although some embarrassing scenes happened on the tram, she knew very well that her body was very attracted to Mr. Akira's presence.
"Mr. Akira is so good with words. You must have a girlfriend, right?"
Akira waved his hand. "I'm sorry, I don't have a girlfriend."
What should those be called? Wives, sisters… Anyway, 'no girlfriend' is correct.
"To be honest, I'm a designer—an artist. I have an Art Space that I'd like Miss Kitagawa to experience."
"No way! Really?"
Kitagawa Marin was very surprised. "Ah—I'm surprised by the news that you don't have a girlfriend. I'm not mocking you…"
She became a bit incoherent, quickly turned her head, and took a deep breath. "Mr. Akira, call me Marin. I think you're a high-quality man."
"Ah… Ah, Marin!"
Mr. Akira was stunned. Was Kitagawa Marin really so easy to get? Then why did the original anime run for so many episodes?
"Mm, Mr. Akira."
"Is Mr. Akira a university student? Is the [Art Space] a graduation project?"
"Something like that."
Upon receiving an affirmative reply, Kitagawa Marin hugged his arm even tighter, her smile radiant. "I accept. This way, you help me, I help you—and we're even."
"If possible, I'd like to know the character Miss Kitagawa wants to cosplay tonight, and then get some body measurements from Marin."
Kitagawa Marin thought for a moment. "As for body data, because I've been developing recently, I might need to be remeasured."
"Perfect. I have existing games at home. Want to come up and sit for a bit?"
As they spoke, the two were already standing in front of an apartment building.
Mr. Akira smiled. "Okay!"
Upon arriving at Kitagawa Marin's house, after pouring tea for Mr. Akira, Kitagawa went to the bathroom to wash her face first.
Without the heavy makeup, her appearance instantly increased by twenty points—reaching ninety. Her figure, of course, went without saying. A figure suitable for a clothing model—how could it be bad? So when she strolled in front of Mr. Akira, he found it quite pleasing to the eye.
"Wait. I'm going to change into another one of my masterpieces."
Saying that, Kitagawa Marin returned to her room. She didn't even close the door tightly and immediately began to change her clothes.
To be honest, this should also be a classic scene in Eroge. But on Kitagawa Marin, everything seemed very natural and reasonable.
Tying the straps. Wearing a headband. Then finding some fangs.
A chest-length Gothic long-sleeved top.
It was a bit messy, but quite effective.
Akira was drinking tea when he saw Kitagawa Marin walk directly out in the succubus costume she had made herself.
He was also a little amazed. He had only just arrived for the first time.
But what was with the Lust Value? Why did it increase by ten points?
"Ta-da! How is it?"
Kitagawa Marin put her hands on her hips, spun around once, and smiled brightly.
"Very good!"
Akira gave a thumbs-up. "Where is your tape measure? Now is a good time to take your measurements."
"Ah~! I'll go find it."
Kitagawa Marin turned her back. The little devil panties—which were only slightly better than a thong—were a bit tight, and the edges curled up.
Although he wanted to wait until 90 before making a move, in this situation, no one could resist.
Akira said nothing and walked forward.
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