Talk to Eva

Hailey was sitting on her bed. She had spent the evening talking to Eva. Eva looked like a Mexican porn star in a schoolgirl uniform, but on closer inspection she was too perfect--she looked more like a touched-up picture of a porn star, and less like a real person.

"Seiyokugami are not **** goddesses, Hailey."

"You're not goddesses at all, the way I hear it. I've heard of kami. But the more I ask about the rules, the ****-ier it sounds. Mind control is not consent."

"You see 100,000 timelines where someone says 'no' and one timeline where someone says 'yes.' You worry about the one timeline--but all 100,001 are equally unlikely, in isolation. Your views are too narrow."

"I worry because I am the one making the choice!"

"What choice would that be? It's a trolley problem where one track is empty and the other is a mystery. Perhaps the train will be delayed and the passengers will be annoyed if you pull the lever--perhaps--but what's on the other track?"

"Probably not a thousand rapes."

"Is that even true? Some of those 100,000 will be fun. Some will only leave you frustrated. Some will leave you traumatized or disabled, many will leave you dead. Far more than you suspect, with your sensational but shallow national media, will leave you with an unwanted child by unwanted ****. Yet the one path, my path, leaves you satisfied and healthy."

"Cute logic, Eva, but you're pressuring me and I feel icky."

"For the third time, I am not pressuring you. I am not starving, I am not going to take back the Sex Note tonight, tomorrow, or this weekend. Relax, think about it."

Hailey didn't need to think for long. Her brother was annoying and nervous all day Thursday, dropping hints around the family to see if anyone had seen the Sex Note but trying to say as little as possible about it.

He was such a loser. He was such a fucking loser.

But she was only mad at him because he stupidly told her to be. She should be angry about all the sexual ****, but it didn't feel like **** at the time and it still didn't feel that way now, knowing the truth of the Note.

She was unsatisfied so she went along with some kinky shit. It wasn't very pleasant and she was still in pain from the effort, but it was fun to try new things sometimes.

...Right?

She had been "ordered" to do it all, but she didn't know that then and she didn't care about it now. She just couldn't get angry about all of that.

Plus, Henry had taken extra time to save lives with the Sex Note. HENRY had done that! Unasked! As one of his first ideas!

How the fuck!

By the time Hailey went to bed on Thursday evening, she was already planning commands for the next day.