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Chapter 4 by Sexdream Sexdream

What's next?

Well, first, there's a pretty traditional landing for the Note...

Kimihito and Miia were walking, or, well, slithering in her case, about the streets, Kimihito grumbling about the whole thing with Smith making him do all the work with getting Miia acquainted with the human world. That woman was lazy, and constantly skirting her duties.

Still, it wasn't all bad, Miia was easy enough to hang out with, although she had a bad habit of testing out his willpower when it came to obeying the law against having sexual relationships with non humans. She cared little for said law, naturally. Heck, she kept insisting that their outing was a date.

At any rate, they had just gotten out of the restaurant, when Kimihito was again, trying to tell Miia that this was not a date, when something literally just dropped out of the sky and slammed into his head from above. "Darling! Are you okay!?" Mia asked in a panic, fussing over Kimihito, who was knocked for a loop with his eyes replaced with swirls, and weeping anime tears, while a steaming lump on his head was present.

After she finally succeeded in rousing him, he groaned as he sat up, wondering aloud, "What hit me?"

"That did Darling," she told him, pointing at the notebook, which had landed on its front, obscuring the cover. While she continued to fuss over the lump on his head, he grunted, and grabbed it, putting it in his bag.

From there, the trip to the lingerie store and being driven into the love hotel had gone as it had in the original story, but thankfully, Smith had been convinced that they hadn't done anything, and were driven to take shelter there by a crowd of bigots. Probably easier than it should have been due to Smith not wanting to process them for arrest if she could possibly avoid it. Lazy woman as always.

Back at home, Kimihito unpacked his bag, before pausing as he grabbed something unfamiliar. Oh, right, the notebook that someone had apparently thrown at him. He pulled it out, and quirked an eyebrow at the title. "...Sex Note?" he asked, opening it and reading the rules.

  1. The person who's name is written in this book will be made to have sex.
  2. The notebook will not take effect if the user does not envision the person they have in mind as they write the name. This way, others sharing the same name will be unaffected.
  3. The person whose name is written down can be given a sexual partner by writing another name down within thirty seconds of writing the target's name. If no other names are filled in, the target will simply seek sex with the notebook's owner.
  4. The details of the sexual escapade can be written within 5 minutes of writing the name. The named person will then be compelled to perform whatever acts are written in the book, for whatever specified length of time.
  5. If a person's name is written in two Sex Notes, the one that was written first will take precedence if the acts contradict each other in any way.
  6. Physical changes can be made to a person by writing their names in the Note followed by the desired changes. The restrictions are that these must be attractive to the writer, and they must be biologically possible.

"...okaaaay..." he thought, disbelievingly. This was clearly made for some kind of sexual fantasies... Still, curiosity got the better of him. After all, he had just a few years ago... He should do some kind of innocuous test...

What does he do with it first?

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