Chapter 1: 001: Prolong

Do you know of the adult game that's been ridiculed for not being arousing?

"My Ero Academy"

With its detailed artwork and extensive storyline, it was highly anticipated by the esteemed critics in the perverse gentleman's industry. However, after its release, it became the butt of jokes when a bizarre meme called "NoArousalGap" circulated.

The artwork? Undoubtedly well-drawn. The story? Not bad at all. Yet, when it comes to the actual erotic scenes, they don't elicit arousal. Sometimes, there are works for which it is incredibly difficult to explain the reason behind this clearly.

Is it a matter of taste? A cultural difference?

Regardless, " Ero Academy" was undeniably a commercial success. If it hadn't been popular, there wouldn't have been any mocking memes.

Considering the promotional effects, it shouldn't be a bad thing from the creator's perspective... or so I thought.

"Hey! You! Read that malicious comment you wrote out loud again!"

"..."

It must have been incredibly embarrassing. Before me stood a petite, feisty blonde beauty, and the first comment that spawned the "No Arousal" meme was floating before my eyes. How curious—words were flying through the air.

"Go ahead and read it, will you? You had no idea you'd be called before the one involved, did you? Ha! I'm the goddess who created this game! It's too late for regrets now!"

"It's a talent to make a game this unarousing."

"What!?"

The goddess, who had urged me to read the nasty comments, nearly buckled at the knees but recovered quickly. I proceeded to read the comments calmly.

"An indescribable anti-arousal energy envelops this entire work like an aura. If you're thinking of going for a NO FAP November , I wholeheartedly recommend this."

"Ugh! Stop... Please, stop it..."

"...You told me to read it."

Where am I? If the blonde beauty before me hadn't introduced herself as a goddess, I'd be in a typical bachelor's man, with a woman in dire need of psychiatric care having trespassed.

The problem is, this room isn't one I remember. It's an entirely unfamiliar room.

A touch of guilt had faded away.

Suddenly, the mood shifted.

"...Am I your brother?"

"..."

Was the question strange? She stared back with a baffling expression in her eyes. The conversation didn't progress. As I seemed about to voice my thoughts again, the beautiful girl with raven hair hurried down the stairs. The goddess chuckled as she watched me, standing there in utter bewilderment.

"How does it feel to see Serena in person? You still dared to call her a noob, or something like that?"

I had a vague understanding of the situation. Serena was the name of the ethereal beauty who had briefly revealed her presence. And since I had asked if she was a noob after seeing Serena, it seemed that this was happening within a game...

"Judging by your unsightly appearance, it would take you a thousand years to woo even one of my secret heroines! Ha!"

The goddess' words and actions further solidified my suspicions. It seemed there was a misunderstanding that needed to be addressed.

"Dear goddess."

"Hmph. What? Have you decided to apologise? It's a bit late for that, though."

I knew that this audacious blonde goddess possessed enigmatic powers.

I conveyed the truth as accurately as possible.

"I didn't write it, you know?"

"Pardon?"

The goddess's eyes trembled intensely.

"The review. I didn't write it."

"That's a lie. It's your account. I've... I've investigated everything!"

"I lent my account to a friend. They begged me since their account was banned."

"Wait!"

Evidently, she was attempting to verify the facts with her mysterious magical abilities.

A moment later.

"I'm so, so sorry!"

The goddess knelt before me.