She should play this story with no swimsuit (Pink Trigger's Power >199)

"I want to start over. This time, you're going to play the story with no swimsuit."

"Hm? That's what you want? So what do I get instead?"

Ah, Erika... Was that challenge a bit too much for you? I think you understand what I'm going for... I'm saying you washed over the side of the ship you were on and then arrived on the island butt naked.

"Huuuh? Why was I naked on the ship?!"

I didn't say you were naked on the ship, did I? I said that when you arrived on the island, you were naked. Let's say the sea took it. It's a fine plot device loved by us eroge writers.

"Hold it! Let me be clear... just because I'm going to be naked doesn't mean this story is an eroge, okay?! There are plenty of stories where people appear naked and it's not erotic at all! Think of Tlerminator, remember Arnold? That wasn't ero just because he's naked!"

Is Erika comparing herself to the Tlerminator? Hm. Well, let's just see how the story goes, Erika.

"Not just yet! Y-You've given yourself a pretty big handicap, haven't you?! Then it's only fair that I get something too!"

What? You're the genius detective, Erika... You figure out how to make yourself non-erotic while naked. Or are you just saying your body isn't very sexy, even when it's naked?

"Of course I'm sexy!" Erika complained, flipping her hair as if to demonstrate. "But I'm not stupid! You should have to make a concession if you're going to give me such a bad story modifier! Did you think you had me with your Pink Trigger, Player?!"

Hmph... Well, what will make you feel better? I'm not going to give your piece her swimsuit back.

"Duct tape!"

... Excuse me?

"Piece Erika washes up onto the island naked, but immediately finds a roll of duct tape that somebody left on the beach! Furthermore, it's been covered and perfectly preserved inside a small utility box, so it's perfectly sticky and usable!"

Erika... You know this isn't a mystery, right? What are you going to use duct tape for? I'll allow it, but only because I don't see what harm it could possibly do...

"He he he... ahem... very good..." Erika chuckled, making a grin that seemed to signify she felt she'd already won. Crap... What's one little roll of duct tape going to do against a whole island of erotic possibilities?

Whatever. We're going to the island now. Meta-Erika and Meta-Me snacked lightly as we watched the Piece Erika awaken on the game-board, stark naked, drenched in rain and waking up upon the beach. Hmmm... Sometimes this story is great, just to be able to indulge my voyeur side like this. Her slender, nude body looked somewhat pitiful, pelted by the storm. It's a bit too dark to see anything well, but it's erotic just to know that she's naked in the rain.

Shit... won't she catch hypothermia and die? I'm not allowed to kill people.

As if reading my thoughts, Erika smiled in my direction. "If I was going to catch hypothermia, I would have done it whether in that swimsuit or naked, right? Rain is nothing to a detective... How many detective stories have you ever heard of where the protagonist was upset by the need to move through the rain?"

Hm. Valid point. Though I felt like I should also point out plenty of unfortunate girls had been bothered by rain throughout the history of erotica, I kept that to myself.

Ah, Erika... It looks like someone is approaching already. Who could that man on the horizon, approaching through the storm and carrying a black umbrella be? Why... I think that's Piece Player. I wonder what he'll do if he finds a naked young girl in the rain? If he's a gentleman, he might give her an umbrella and gently usher her into the mansion to dry off. Oh... But if this is some other type of story... well...

Erika seemed to sense my dirty thoughts again and fixed me with a composed glare. "Mister Player... Does my piece have the detective's authority in this game of yours?"

... That Erika is asking me for weird things that have nothing to do with erotica again. Dear fellow reader, if you don't already know, I'll explain it for you: the detective's authority allows Erika to explore the island with near automatic, assumed perfect searches and inquiries. No one on the island would be allowed to resist any line of questioning from her, as long as it pertains to solving a mystery. In this format, she's **** to obey and uphold all of Knox's Decalogues, which... are a bit complicated. No, I remember them all. No, I'm not wishing Dlanor was here to help me remember them all.

Who cares if she's a detective in this story, anyway? It isn't a mystery. Should I indulge her? I did ask an awful lot of her right from the start, after all...