Miu proves to be as easy as she looks

Chihiro felt his breathing picking up as he continued to stare at the words on the screen. Here's what he was working with: his target was his classmate, the (outwardly) beautiful Miu Iruma; the only power at his disposal was that, supposedly, no matter what anyone said about Miu's outfit, she wouldn't be able to "do anything about it," whatever that meant; at least for right now, she would have no idea there was anything unnatural about that effect; and, finally, Chihiro needed to somehow use this power to generate "sexual energy." What that meant was still a mystery, although the program seemed to expect it to be obvious. Was it something Chihiro could do with words alone? Even with unbelievable powers, the idea of a timid virgin like Chihiro generating any amount of "sexual energy" from Miu that she wasn't putting out with her own usual lifestyle felt ridiculous. Still, he'd have to think of a way...

Actually, why hadn't he been interrupted? It was weird for Miu to be quiet for this long. When Chihiro finally took his eyes from the private virtual display and put them back on his target...

Miu was looking at him with a cocky expression. For a moment, Chihiro assumed that she was going to gloat about having finished the diagnostic so quickly, but the words that came out of her mouth shocked him. "Sooo, that's what this was really about, huh? I knew it! Virgins are always thinking about just one thing, even the mousy little lesbian ones!"

Fearing the worst, Chihiro spoke slowly. "W-whatever you think this is... it isn't what it looks like!"

"Oh no? I know exactly what you've been up to, just as clear as if I was looking at your search history! It's fuckin' disgusting, but look. I get it. I don't blame ya. In your position, I'd be doing the exact same thing."

Chihiro wasn't sure how to take that. "Y-you would?"

Miu planted her hands on her hips and threw her head back in laughter. "Of course! Hell, why do ya think I took the picture? When you've got big boobs like mine, sometimes ya get a little hot and bothered just lookin' in the mirror! Can't blame ya for sniffin' through my digital panty drawer. Leavin' little surprises like that where virgins like you can find 'em is one of the many ways I make the world a better place!"

By this point, of course, Chihiro realized he had misunderstood. Miu hadn't found out about Custom Girls; instead, she'd found the photo Chihiro had carelessly left up on the virtual desktop. Still... he wasn't sure where that left the two of them. Miu didn't seem to have thought this the whole way through. "If I'd been looking at that photo, why would I leave it up for you to see?"

Miu seemed to think about that for only a second before reaching a conclusion she liked. "Cause you couldn't tear your teary virgin eyes from it, duh! Sorry if I interrupted your sexual awakening, Mouse Tits!"

Chihiro realized there were no brakes on Miu's logic train, but couldn't stop himself, regardless. "I'm the one who called you. If I wanted to see you in a sexy bikini, I could have done that and still hidden the photo."

"Oh, you think the bikini's sexy, huh? I bet! Leopard print's a magnet for pervy little virgins like you! Go on, get a good enough eyeful of these beautiful boobs to get your fingers wet later!" Miu thrust her chest forward, looking plenty perverted (and a little turned on) herself.

In spite of the chance he was being offered to burn the braggart inventor's breasts into his brain, Chihiro's eyes wandered reflexively to something that had ended up in his peripheral vision. There was something flashing, which he quickly identified as a graphic of a gem. Apparently, calling the bikini sexy had been enough to get it done. Was there a way for him to check Custom Girls with this going on? He had an idea... He tried doing his best to make an embarrassingly bulge-eyed stare into the valley of Miu's cleavage, as though he really was trying to savor the opportunity. While he did so, ignoring the vulgarity Miu kept rambling on with, he browsed the incoming text from the app, hoping his scanning eyes wouldn't give him away.

[Mission complete! Gems: 2/100

Nice! You generated some sexual energy, but there's still much more to learn. Right now, your purchase has granted you some freedom, but there are some cases where you can have more fun (and generate more energy!) by letting your target realize something funny's happening to them and they aren't in control of their actions. You can see a "toggle awareness" option for any of your purchases. You can toggle the awareness of the target. Note that you can also toggle the "global awareness." By default, global awareness is set to "off" and nobody will pay much attention to the effects of your purchases on the targets. If you set it to "on," everyone will be able to react to the strange effects. Set up a private playground where you can enjoy yourself without worry, or be a little bolder and maximize your target's humiliation for your own sexual gratification. The choice (and the secret) is yours! But why not give it a try?

MISSION: With awareness toggled on, use your purchase to generate sexual energy and humiliate the target. Reward: 3 gems.]

When Chihiro drew himself out of the program, Miu was looking at him with some concern. "G-geez! I know I said virgins can't get enough of big tits in leopard print, but you really took your sweet time there! Don't forget every second of charity I give you sets back the progress of human civilization a year!"

Chihiro gulped, realizing he was about to really get into it. Telling Miu she had a sexy bikini and having her appreciate it wasn't something that required power. Now, however, he'd be crossing the line and taking the first real steps into... manliness. Even though it was his own goal, it still sounded strange to him, but all he could do was get more familiar with it.

Miu lived in her own little pocket universe when it came to her self-perception. Everyone either thought she was as sexy as she found herself, or they were losers whose brains didn't work and didn't need to be considered. Therefore, she found it only mildly strange the way that Chihiro, who'd been mousy, reserved, and (in Miu's opinion) a little bit fake since she first met her, now seemed to be gaga over her swimsuit. She was having to mentally move Chihiro from the category of "idiot who doesn't appreciate me" into the category of "virgin who won't stop drooling over me." It was weird to have a girl in that category, but here she was.

Having so categorized Chihiro, the next words the Ultimate Mousy Virgin Girl spoke were a bit of a surprise. "Actually, um, if we're talking about your outfit... rather than sexy, isn't it kind of... hm..."

"Kind of what?" Miu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Kinda... trashy?" Chihiro finished it. "The outfit, I mean, to be clear! The outfit is kinda... slutty?"

Now, Miu was getting weirded out. Yes, it was kind of trashy and slutty: that was the whole point, but that didn't mean Chihiro should point it right out! Miu began to raise her voice, but before she spoke, some itchy part of the back of her brain imagined Chihiro crying and whining and tearing up as a result of her words and... she held back. She simply nodded. "Yeah, fair. I'd call it that myself, and I'm always right!"

Chihiro's eye briefly wandered, as if she was reconsidering. Or, actually... as if she was looking for something? After that faintest of pauses, however, Chihiro wore a strange expression that Miu categorized as "pathetic" but most would call "apologetic." The other girl spoke in a small voice. "I mean, m-more than just trashy, that outfit is kinda... ****, right? Um... as far as outfits go, it seems like the kind a woman would wear if she, uh... didn't have confidence in her personality, so she needed to show off her body as much as possible in order to have guys like her. I'm sorry!"

"The hell?!" Miu thought to herself, recoiling both physically and mentally at the sudden lash. "W-where is this comin' from? I mean... I can't say I'm not a little bit into it." the masochistic inventor admitted in her head. "But hell, I'm supposed to be the alpha bitch! I'm the big cat, she's the little titmouse, right? I can't let her talk to me like that!" As such, in the tug of war between "crass narcissist" and "sniveling masochist," the former won, and she prepared to give the programmer a piece of her mind, tears or no tears.

Tears... or no tears...

Again, when she imagined any sort of consequence to her reaction, Miu found her mouth clamming up. Instead, feeling herself begin to sweat a bit from more than just nervousness, she simply choked out a couple of words. "I... guess?" That was the option that seemed the least likely to make Chihiro rethink her words... so it was the one Miu chose... for some reason?

Now, Miu was starting to get weirded out. "Is this... is this one of my kinks? I've never really had a chance to experiment with it before, having a scrawny virgin girl make fun of me and call me a slut... I-is it actually pretty good? Maybe, but still... I need to let her know that even if she's turning me on, I'm not gonna let her think she's some big shot, not with tiny bug bites like those! Why the fuck can't I fuckin' curse? F-fuck...!"

With effort, Miu summoned all of her rage and volume and tried to level it at Chihiro, suddenly raising her voice to a shout. "You made me leave the fuckin' beach, and you jilled off to my private photo, and then you helped yourself to a nice, long look at my cleavage! And... and... then you... then..." she trailed off vacantly as her previously straight pointing finger curled impotently. She was unable to even bring up the way Chihiro had made fun of her outfit, so long as it was preceded by a string of curses that might imply she had a problem with it.

By this point, Chihiro had well succeeded in completing that mission, and the effects of the awareness toggle were obvious. Seeing as Miu seemed to be pre-occupied with trying to untangle her rebellious tongue, the programmer turned his attention back to the app.

[Mission complete! Gems: 5/100

You're getting the hang of it! You can have plenty of fun even with a single purchase, if you're creative. But when you get bored of that purchase, wouldn't it be nice to change it into something even better? Now's the time to consider an upgrade! You've just received five gems, so you have enough to upgrade your previous purchase and make its effect even more interesting. Note that the upgrades will usually be in the same spirit as the original purchase. Note also that, by default, 'For Beginners' will display a limited number of recommended options for upgrades. If you decide you want to do more, once you're through this tutorial, you'll be able to expand to a list of more unconventional options. For now, take a look. When you understand what to do, press the correct option.

1. When anyone makes any comment about the target's clothes, she can't do anything about it and she'll take it as a compliment. (Cost: 5; Effect: Continuous)

2. When anyone makes a comment about the target's clothes that is phrased as negative, she can't do anything about it and she'll try to correct it. (Cost: 25; Effect: Continuous)

3. When anyone makes a comment about the target's clothes, everyone in the same room will agree, and she can't do anything about it. (Cost: 10; Effect: Continuous).

MISSION: Use your upgraded purchase to generate sexual energy with an action the target would ordinarily have a negative reaction to. Reward: 5 gems.]

Once again, Chihiro got the hint that he was being routed into the first option, so he took it. Actually, this made him feel a bit better. It was better if Miu thought she was being complimented than insulted, wasn't it?

Chihiro wondered about that... This app was making it clear that part of what a real man was supposed to get out of this was the pleasure in seeing the woman uncomfortable or humiliated. As long as Chihiro couldn't get over the basic impulse, he'd never cross the threshold to what he thought of as real manhood. "I just don't know if I've got that kind of mean streak in me... but maybe developing that is what Custom Girls is for? Let's see if I can do it a little bit here..."

Miu realized that her words weren't just ineffective at getting Chihiro to repent, they were being ignored outright. Now that her anger had nothing to do with what Chihiro had said about her outfit, she found it surprisingly easy to get pissed off and express that. "What's goin' on in that pea-brained code monkey head of yours? You finally found it in you to apologize for all the crap you've been up to, but specifically not what you said about my outfit, because I'm really perfectly okay with that?" she asked, growing more frustrated but less outwardly angry as her rant tapered off.

Chihiro was scanning her eyes over the outfit that had been the topic of so much discussion, a gesture that certainly came off as a body inspection to the woman being inspected. Finally, Chihiro spoke, but what came out of her mouth wasn't an apology. "Miu, I've been thinking... those goggles, um... d-don't go with that swimsuit at all, right?"

Miu hadn't been sure of what to expect. She'd braced her masochistic side for an ecstatic jolt, but instead, what she'd received was the kind of sweet statement that better characterized the nerdy programmer. "Uh... Thanks? Yeah, I thought the different flavors would be pretty good for turnin' the boys' heads! Turn their heads, then lift their dicks! That's the Miu Iruma way."

Chihiro was smiling, but didn't look totally satisfied with that exchange. "Yeah... I mean, that outfit will definitely turn heads b-because, um... An outfit like that will make everyone laugh at you behind your back," Chihiro concluded, wincing painfully as she did.

Miu looked at her dumbly for a second before proudly planting her hands on her hips. "Pretty good, right? Nobody would laugh in the face of an absolute sexual tigress like me, the big cat of the beach!"

Chihiro shook her head, looking frustrated. "That kind of outfit will definitely make people laugh in your face."

"... Awesome! I guess I got the gift of comedy besides genius and huge tits, huh? Praise me more, insect girl! You're on a roll!"

In spite of her pleasure, Miu felt concerned. All of this praise was clearly Chihiro's way of trying to apologize, right? Why did Chihiro not look satisfied with her reaction? Maybe it was that weird thing where virgins didn't seem to like being called virgins, despite being the dictionary definition of the word...

In any case, Chihiro was already trying another one. "That swimsuit makes you look like... a brainless bimbo. It's an outfit that says 'I'm a b-brainless bimbo! And I'm wearing this because... that's what I think I am.'"

"W-wah..." Miu replied, finally looking stunned. "Y-you..." She brightened up. "You totally get it! I'm surprised, Chihiro! Maybe I was wrong about thinking your fashion sense was somewhere between piss-baby and crap-granny! Yeah, y'know, sometimes I worry being a beautiful, magnanimous, super-human genius inventor... Scares off guys? I mean, otherwise, I should be constantly beatin' em off with a stick... even more than I am now, I mean. Right?! So, instead of being too intimidating, I wear something inviting... catch more flies with honey, catch more guys with the honeys on display. Get it?"

She paused, feeling her face heat up. Why had she started opening up to Chihiro like that? Sure, it turned out that virgin had a better head on her shoulders than Miu had realized, but... "D-didn't I just basically tell her I don't score with guys 24/7? That's supposed to be a closely guarded secret to everyone!! I got too caught up in the moment... Is that what this is? A moment? Are the two of us sharing a moment? Wait... am I, the great Miu Iruma, actually getting turned on by this mousy virgin bitch's hot-cold strategy?! It's... actually not bad...!" The confused young woman put her hands to the sides of her face, feeling the heat there. "Huh...?!?!"

Chihiro couldn't comprehend exactly what was going through Miu's head, but he could tell that he'd finally managed to say something that generated some sexual energy using that purchase. If anything, Chihiro was mentally flagging this as an example that certain upgrades could make it harder, not easier, to complete missions. He'd have to be careful... or else, get more creative.

Still, saying all these horrible things to a fellow classmate wasn't getting much easier. In a way, though... wasn't this result kind of nice? It felt like, in that last conversation, Miu was finally conversing on a wavelength that the inventor's ego didn't ordinarily allow. Chihiro recognized this wasn't directly helpful to the goal of demeaning women he needed to get used to, but still, he couldn't help but smile. There was at least a little bit of self awareness tucked away in Miu after all.

Since Miu seemed to be working through some questions on her own, Chihiro turned back to Custom Girls once more.

[Mission complete! Gems: 5/100

Excellent work! If you have a purchase you love but it's starting to wear thin, always keep upgrades in mind.

You're nearing the end of the tutorial, but there's one more thing we should discuss to help you get the best use out of your purchases.]