Book 1: Chapter 2 (1/2)

“N-T-R Crush?”

“Like the candy!” She gives me a thumbs up.

I scratch my head, slowly standing up as the blonde bombshell moves to give me room.

“I don’t understand, I… tried to kill myself…”

“Correction!” The girl naming herself Netori announces. “You DID kill yourself.”

“Hah? I’m dead?”

“Not at all!” I collapse on the seat while she laughs to herself. “You see, I stole your death from you.”

“What? How do you steal death? Why?”

“Very easily…” Netori shrugs. “As an immortal, I can’t die, so I took your death onto myself and poof! Your death is mine.”

“Is my death yours? Or do you mean my life?” I ask suspiciously.

“Gehehe…” Netori scratches her cheek mischievously. “You’re getting it quickly. Perhaps it’s better to say that since I stole your death, you owe me your life.”

I shake my head, still feeling a bit woozy, but finally ask, “What do you want in exchange?”

“Now that is the question I’ve been waiting for!” Netori snaps her finger.

I waited for a second for something magical to happen, but when it doesn’t, I immediately knuckle her forehead. “Stop screwing with me!”

“I get it, I get it! I’m sorry, I’ll explain!” Netori cries until I release her. “Ah… all I want is for you to play my game.”

“Your game… NTR Crush?”

“Mm..Hmm… I think you’ll really like it.”

“What does NTR imply?” I demanded.

“Hmm… how do I put this… I am the embodiment of theft. To take things that don’t belong to you and to make them yours. Theft is very much alive today, even if stupid rules of the establishment try to make it illegal. A college kid will steal his grandma’s prescription of Vicodin, a child will steal bubble gum from the store, a student steals answers from their neighbor’s test, theft is never going away.”

“Okay… but what does that have to do with NTR?”

Netori sighs, a thoughtful look on her face. “There is one form of theft that seems to be dying. A couple thousand years ago some uptight bastards decided that polygamy was a sin. They taught about respecting your neighbor. They instigated marriage and put heavy pressure on people to remain loyal to their one and only. Should someone want to break this law, then they go through something called a divorce…”

“Yeah, I’ve heard of it. My mother and father ought to get one.”

“No, no, no! That’s not stealing at all!” Netori grabs my shirt, her face looking like its one step away from crying. “What you should do is steal your mother from your father! Make her want you instead of him!”

“What?” if I had a drink, I would have spit it out in her face. “That’s my mother!”

“So?” Netori cocks her head as if she didn’t understand my argument. “You should steal everything. All the rich do. They hide it behind the concept of selling stuff. But an item built in a factory for 10 yen being sold to you for ¥20000, how could that be considered anything but theft? The rich use their money to collect interest on even more money, and they want for nothing. A rich man buys rights to a life-saving drug, and then jacks up the price so they can barely afford it. How is that not stealing? If you want something and you have the power to obtain it, isn’t it your right?”

“Isn’t that fair exchange? They want to sell and you want to buy, right? Isn’t the difference that it leaves everyone happy? Everyone gets what they want?”

“Eh? Are you happy when you have to repair your car? Is someone happy their medication jumped up ¥10000 in cost to better line a billionaire’s pockets?” Netori waves her hands as if dismissing my thoughts. “Or how about this, who’s to say what a girl really wants? Maybe, by stealing her, you’re giving her exactly what she wants…”

I run my hands through my hair, giving the odd girl some consideration. As to why I was accepting what she was saying, the answer was simple. When Netori got excited, her feet left the ground, and then stayed off the ground. She floated around me excitedly as she explained the nature of her game, sometimes even hanging upside down.

I was already the kind of guy who believed in the supernatural. I had seen a ghost when I was younger and knew first hand that this world wasn’t as pragmatic as scientists would have you believe. Magic definitely existed, so this goddess excitedly floating in my room only proved what I already knew. That… or hanging myself caused a lot of blood to leave my brain and I was effectively high. Either way, I seriously considered her words.

“There is just one problem with your little experiment there.” I shrug.

“Oh?” Netori didn’t seem upset, instead smiling like she was waiting for this.

“Only powerful people have the ability to obtain something. I’d either need the strength or the money to keep what I steal. If I didn’t then I wouldn’t be able to steal anything, right?”

“Bingo!” Netori jumped up, floating until her face was next to mine, yet upside down. “I just knew you were perfect for my game.”

“I still don’t understand.”

“Only because I haven’t explained the rules!” Netori waves a hand, and a giant paper suddenly appeared in front of me. “The rules are simple. Have fun!”

“You!” I bop the top of her head.

“Nyaa… so violent!” Netori floats to a corner and cries while I look over the sheet in front of me.

“NTR Crush – the game where you take everything you want.” I read off the page. “The goal of the game is simple. Steal! In particular, take women. Every time you’re able to engage in sexual acts with a woman who is already taken, you will earn NTR points.”

“Yes, this is my favorite part!” Netori appears over my shoulder like magic. “Read on! Read on!”

I continue. “NTR points can be exchanged for physical improvements, monetary awards, and skills. You earn NTR points to become more powerful, and you become more powerful to obtain NTR points.”

As I said the line, Netori was mouthing the words excitedly before closing her eyes and squealing. “I love that part! You’ll start off at level 1, an NTR novice, but as you earn NTR points, you’ll get better at NTR and can go after the better rewards.”

“Better rewards?”

“Look, look, read the list!” She pointed excitedly.

“Tier One Awards…”

“That’s you! You start at level one, so you can only buy awards at this level. There are ten tiers in all, and once you reach tier ten some of those skills are super op, but also super expensive!”

“Increase dick length by one inch – 100 points

Increase dick thickness quarter inch – 100 points

Increase attractiveness (Max level 20, current level 4) – 100 points, Hey!”

Netori shrugs. “The system doesn’t lie. A level 20 would be an absolute beauty. Even I’m only a 16.”

“Hmph…” I shook my head and continued reading. “Increase height by one inch – 100 points

Increase sexual stamina (Max level 100, current level 1), only 1, s-seriously? Five hundred points just to get to 2?”

“Well, dick size and appearance are sort of gimmick. Idiots might make their dicks like twenty inches big, but that only attracts certain kinds of women. I knew a guy who made his dick so big he scared all the women away. He became nothing but a carnival freak. In the art of NTR, being hot and having a big dick just aren’t that big of a factor. Or rather, I should say, if they’re deficient, make them average… and let’s move on! It’s your skills I want to put to the test!”

“Alright…” I looked down, there were only three more options on the page, but they were much more expensive.

“Second Chance – After cumming, remain hard for a second go. 2000 points

Dirt Scribe – Read a person’s mind, learn their darkest secrets (can only use once a day). 3000 points

Slut Scale – Sense a girl’s current level of arousal. 5000 points.”

I whistled when I had finally read those last ones. I thought 500 points was expensive for increasing sexual stamina, but Slut Scale was ten times that price. Worst of all, this was all on tier one. Assuredly, tier two would be more expensive!

“So, what do you think?” She asks, floating nearby.