“But how will I do that?” I ask myself, “Do I bribe Arisu again?”

  If so, what can I even offer to her? I owe her for st time and hadn’t even repaid her yet.

  “My debt is growing exponentially…”

  But there’s no choice. I cross my fingers, in hopes that she’s still willing to take a compromise.

  “Got nothing else to do other than hope.”

  I stand up from my bed and walk in circles.

  “However, there is another problem that arises… I am supposed to be phoned in sick and since Arisu is in the same css as I am… there is a high chance that I get spotted if I get close to her.”

  Should I make use of the Overruling Statement again? But then again, a Slice-of-Life Protagonist regardless of gender has broad application over various genres and is included in almost all. Even if their role was diminished even for a slight second, they would remain a side character which only takes away their ability and frequency to interact, but does not change their personality in any way.

  “What I’m saying is… if they see me, they’re not going to forget it.”

  Then should I ask Mieko once more for help?

  I scratch my head at the idea.

  “Last time I asked her out for a favor, she demanded expenses.”

  By that logic, it is highly possible that she does so the next time around, she did say she was running a business.

  “I don’t want any more favors in my stead. I’m busy enough as it is.”

  That incident with Yoshio Kase, the Shounen Protagonist was pure luck and I can’t expect anything like that to happen anytime soon. Not really willing to empty my pile for her too…

  “And… I’m back to zero.”

  This is a tough case. I have to always assume that things go south, as I am proven to be cursed with bad luck via past experience.

  It’s not really all that surprising considering my past rebellious actions towards the Author.

  “What am I supposed to do? Should I call this shortcut pn off? There are too many obstacles just to contact Arisu… and there is no assuring she would accept my terms either.”

  I knock my head as I usually do to pound myself to bring in more unique ideas. I continuously kept knocking my head then I stop.

  Hang on, don’t I have her number?

  I sp my cheeks.

  “I’m an idiot! I made things harder for myself.”

  I check my phone only to see that her number was no longer there.

  “What? How?! I swore it was there.”

  Who could have removed her from my contacts?

  I shake my head.

  No, I do not have time to think about that. I open numerous apps and search her name across various sites.

  Unfortunately, there were no results with her name in the arrangement of Arisu Okada. There only showed results of the first name and the st name, but not one where it was together.

  “Impossible.”

  Her social media accounts must be under a different alias, which isn’t at all uncommon.

  I slump over my back.

  I have no more ideas. I should re-evaluate my choices.

  “The Overruling Statement…”

  What genre or theme is there… that would somehow make them forget about the scenes. Fillers? But I am in no management or power to create fillers. I can only manipute the genres and themes, but not how an event is canonical or not. Then what?

  “Slice-of-Life, Action, Adventure, Comedy, Thriller… Dementia?”

  That is what I need, but I have absolutely no idea to activate it as this genre is retively rare when compared to recent times.

  I was lost in thought. It wasn’t until 10 minutes ‘til I a wild idea enters my head.

  Hentai…

  “Do I really have to resolve things with that genre?”

  The damage it does is great. I’m not sure if I can handle the repercussions for unleashing it again out in the wild.

  “But… I don’t know of any other genres that are so powerful…”

  I’d like to go after school, but I don’t want to risk that slight chance of club activities being cancelled.

  “I’m really hesitant for things to be this way. But I’m left with no choice, other than to make use of the genre one more time.”

  After all, Hentai pces everyone’s mind in a state of lust. While they’re blinded by their own lust, I can go and grab Arisu. People in a state of lust have faulty minds, therefore are more liable to forget, as proven by the time Arisu, herself not remembering any of the events that happened on that day pair that with the understanding that once the genre is deactivated and the series’ are reverted to their original genres, the series’ involved are unable to carry on with their respective storyline’s continuation due to R-18 elements being involved. In short, since no story near my school is set as a Hentai… Author is unable to provide the continuation for the short span of R-18 elements because these are not those types of stories, ultimately, discarding all notions and events that occurred during the time it was activated.

  “The viewers must all be confused right now but rest assured, when I put this in practice, it… might be easier to understand.”

  If the worst case scenario ever happens, I’m gonna have to use the hypnosis app that exclusively exists in the realm of Hentai.

  …

  ..

  .

  We finish up their meals and open the door to go down.

  “Shall we?” Mari asks me.

  “Yeah.”

  We go down the stairs. As we do so, we make small talk.

  “What do you do for a living, Masaru-san?”

  “Me?”

  I think for a good while and tell her this: “Does studying for a wishful future sound good?”

  I absolutely cannot tell her I used to flirt online for a living.

  “Oh… studious, are you?” she asks me, full of doubt.

  “Gotta be a model student!” I boast with a chuckle, “How about you Chinen-san? What do you do for a living?”

  “Me? Hm…”

  Likewise, she thinks for a good while then she becomes nervous. I catch on to this immediately.

  “You py games all day, don’t you?” I figured.

  Mari grows red again.

  “What?! Is there anything wrong with that?!” she retaliates.

  “Hehe.”

  She pouts.

  “Besides, we’re still young. Still got a lot of things to try out before going serious.”

  “True.”

  I wholeheartedly agree with her statement.

  …

  ..

  .

  I arrive at the school’s entrance. It only takes me a few minutes, since the school wasn’t really all that far to begin with. To prepare myself for the upcoming event, I give a huge smirk.

  “Time to wreak some havoc.”

  Although there were guards, they let me inside with ease. From my position, I see some students in the hallway.

  “Oh yeah, it’s still lunch.”

  They stare at me.

  Must be staring at me, since I’m not wearing a uniform.

  With no regards to their looks, I go up the stairs. I reach the second floor and went to Cssroom 2-1.

  Before anyone sees me, it is time to activate the… sacred genre once more. Now before all of you, viewers judge me because I seem to have appeared unprepared… Let me tell you all…

  I take out my phone. I visit a website and then py one of the videos. It was a dirty that was censored by Author.

  …long hair ain’t the only thing which lets you enter the realm of Hentai. Pying a p*rnographic video also does the thing although with lower chance.

  “Without further ado…”

  For the sake of being cool, I do the Author a favor, and decre the phenomena.

  “…Overruling Statement: Numerous Genres to Hentai.”

  Note: Processing.

  My cssmates lingering outside the cssroom begin to stare at me muttering. Add to that, Masaru and Mari had also just arrived.

  “K-Kibe?!” Masaru wonders.

  “What is he doing here?! I thought he was supposed to be back home?!” Mari asks.

  Before they could speak more of my questionable behavior, it happened.

  Note: Statement True. Genre Overruled. Current Genre: Hentai. Encounter Type: Reference.

  Within a blink of my eye, the saturation had a drastic change and the gazes of the students became lustful.

  “It is confirmed. Hentai has a 100% Overruling Rate. Time to get to work,” I decre.

  END OF EPISODE 32