I am Wu. I’m an NPC, a cannon-fodder character in a romance-oriented full-dive eroge. Because the plot demands it, I spend every day getting people pregnant.
Then one day, the game company changed shareholders. After the game went offline for an update, I discovered I was free.
But I was a lazy slug to begin with.
Ever since the game made the romanceable characters unrestricted, more and more weirdos have been showing up.
Fushiguro Toji, who was supposed to pull up his pants and leave right after, started showing up in front of me again and again.
“That brat Megumi must have put you through a lot, huh?”
I was supposed to be cut into banana slices by Geto Suguru. Instead, I stared silently at the two girls.
“Why isn’t Mom saying anything?”
The cult leader’s eyes curved in a smile. “I’m thinking about having a little brother for you.”
Gojo Satoru, who was supposed to dismiss me without a second glance, came rushing into my courtyard on the day he was “forced” into an arranged marriage.
“Wifey, when are we having a baby?”
To Ryomen Sukuna, I was supposed to be nothing more than a tool. Somehow, I wound up becoming the legendary “close friend of the demon god.”
“Don’t listen to them. Who has a friend’s baby?”
This game is too sinister. As I gradually break free from the game data and look at all these familiar faces, I can’t help wondering: Is this world out to get me?
Just then, someone took my hand and called me, “Mom.”
The protagonist’s name is Wu (yes, literally Wu). He is male but can give birth (emphasis!). If you only like pure romances, don’t read.
The main story probably won’t have a couple, but the extras will feature separate routes.
I’m into BDSM, and this book is mainly for my own amusement. I’m not writing to please anyone. If anything makes you uncomfortable, please leave right away.
Theme: A product of self-indulgence
