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Chapter 154: I asked Dura-san about my cock not being straight
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Chapter 154: I asked Dura-san about my cock not being straight

Me, Lucia, and Shepa curled up together on Esty-san’s tail bed, bodies pressed close as we slept.

Without a doubt, this is the highest-quality bedding I’ve ever had since coming to this world.

I, who have plenty of experience staying up late masturbating and know modern Japanese bedding, can still sleep soundly like this without waking up. But Shepa fell asleep in an instant.

Next after me, Lucia, who also has tons of late-night masturbation experience, was snoring within one minute.

Now, about what makes my cock curve.

There are several theories:

The sponge inside the shaft is different lengths on the left and right, so one side pulls it.

The balls are at slightly different heights and push it off, which affects the cock.

I always use the same hand when masturbating, so the force curves it in one direction.

Lots of theories, none with solid proof, and plenty of people arguing against them.

I don’t know. What’s the real truth?

Why is my cock right-curving?!

How do I make the cock-ptera fly straight?

That’s it. I should ask Dura-san.

She’s a super-giant space warship, so she must know more about controlling flying objects than anyone in this world. She might have a perfect solution.

"Hello?"

"Yes?"

"Sorry for calling at night. Is now a good time?"

"Yeah. Mirai’s asleep too. I’m pretending to sleep to look human, but I don’t need sleep, so I’m awake even during your masturbation time, Masaharu."

"That’s exactly it."

"Are you asking me to send erotic audio or forced-erection brain waves because you want to masturbate?"

"No, not that. Does the reason my cock curves right have anything to do with how I masturbate? Can you read my mind?"

"You can imagine it."

"Um... like this."

"Ah, yes. Understood. The input device for an electronic calculator. Imagine me masturbating."

"Um... like this. When I watch erotic videos or pictures on my computer, I hold the mouse with my right hand, so I grip my cock with my left. But when I read erotic comics, I hold the book with my left hand and grip my cock with my right."

"I’ve recorded the masturbation methods of interworld civilization humans in the space database."

"And since I often finish with Yuri anal ero videos, I actually do it with my left hand more often."

"Even though you’re not human, you’re pretending to be a woman and acting as the mother of a girl, and you have the mental strength to say that? Masaharu, you really don’t know fear."

"Dura-san, you’re the one who told me to have sex with the girl and breed her so I won’t destroy this universe. No need to hold back."

"I like how naturally you call me ’person’ even though you’re talking to me. According to my setting, I’m Masaharu’s older sister, and one day after the bath I’ll wander around in nothing but underwear, okay?"

"Yeah, I’m looking forward to it. So, anyway..."

"Yes?"

"I was doing it with my left hand more, right? So if the cock curves, it should be left, but it’s right. Why?"

"I see. Let me answer first: it’s possible."

"Eh? You haven’t even answered yet."

"Using space talk and space deduction, I can already tell what you want. I’ll put a suggestion on you while you sleep to make your cock fly straight even if it’s right-curving. At the same time I’ll adjust your body cells with nanomachines so the cock moves to the center. Since you’re not wearing pants, nothing can pin it down, so it’ll hang perfectly straight in the middle."

"Amazing! That’s exactly what I wanted to hear! Space talk is incredible!"

"But be careful. Once you start wearing pants from now on, your cock will never be stable in front of your body again."

"Space technology isn’t that amazing?!"

"Of course it’s a joke. And I’ve already analyzed your recent actions and know what you’re going to ask me next, so I’m preparing. Fufu fufu. Fufu fufu..."

There were way too many fufus. She was clearly teasing me on purpose.

It’s annoying being read like that, so I’ll fight back.

"Meeting at the intersection of history and fate—until then..."

"—The day the black-onyx flowers bloom is near."

Eh?

Why does Dura-san, the control personality of a space warship, know that line?

It’s the mysterious words Graal said earlier. I don’t understand the meaning, but it sounded cool and my otaku heart got tickled, so I just copied it.

I was going to cut the call after saying something meaningful, but she said it right in the middle!

I heard that line before I even met Dura-san.

I’ve never said it in front of her...

What the hell is going on?

"Dura-san. What does that mean? How do you know?"

No reply.

The call’s been cut.

What the hell is "black-onyx flowers"?

It’s almost dawn when I woke up. I touched my cock.

Fufu. Still right-curving. Cute.

Thump thump.

Whoa. It twitched. Good reaction.

...

...

Ugh.

Still no good.

I hate it. I want it to stay right-curving forever.

My cock is right-curving. If it hung neatly straight forward, it’d look like an elephant’s trunk.

That’s disgusting.

If it pointed perfectly forward, the feeling when I grip it would change!

I’ve been having lots of erotic events since coming to the other world, so I don’t grip my own cock as much, but it still makes me sad.

I still want my right-curving cock...

"I knew this might happen. Actually I kept the communication on the whole time."

"Dura-san...!"

"And I knew this might happen too!"

"...!"

"I developed a Battle Suit Cock Limited Installation Program."

"Battle Suit Cock Limited Installation Program!"

"Thickness 0.0001 mm. Feels exactly like not wearing anything at all. Perfect fit. Natural wind nanomaterial is gentle on the skin and can make the wind-pressure masturbation tornado rotate in a straight line!"

"W-what’s this incredible thing?!"

"Actually, the complex part is the wind spinning the rod and rising. I don’t know much about magic or skills, but making a straight gust feels way easier."

"Really...?"

"Anyway, with the ’Battle Suit Cock Limited’ setting, the wind will be straight."

"Thank you!"

"No need to thank me. I’ve said it before, no need for thanks."

"Still, I’m happy."

"Then I’ll fulfill your next request when you ask me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Fufu fufu. With space future simulation I already know, so I’m preparing. Fufu fufu. Fufu fufu..."

Too many fufus. She’s clearly enjoying teasing me.

Being read like an open book is annoying, so I’ll counter-attack.

"Meeting at the intersection of history and fate—until then..."

"—The day the black-onyx flowers bloom is near."

What?

Why does Dura-san know that line? It’s the mysterious words Graal said earlier. I don’t understand the meaning, but it sounded cool and my otaku heart got tickled, so I just copied it.

I was going to cut the call after saying something meaningful, but she said it right in the middle!

I heard that line before I even met Dura-san.

I’ve never said it in front of her...

What the hell is going on?

"Dura-san. What does that mean? How do you know?"

No reply.

The call’s been cut.

What the hell is "black-onyx flowers"?

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