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Chapter 656

Day 132 – Nighttime, White Weirdo Inn

My consciousness, slowly beginning to awaken, wakes up to a nostalgic sensation. Yeah, this is Prometheus, isn’t it? Lately, I’ve started to recognize Prometheus just by the touch of the chains, you know?

But for me, who mastered the Art of Escape… th-this was Gracie Jiu-Jitsu! Yeah, if I move, hips and thighs soft-squishily wrap around to match my posture, placing their center of gravity relentlessly on my joints, adhering soft-mushily and not letting go squish-squashily, a terrifying Hell of Female Bodies. There’s absolutely no opening for escape, no, if you ask if I like it or hate it, I like it and don’t hate it, but there’s no opening! My center of gravity, joints, and Highschool Boy-san are being perfectly controlled, it goes without saying that it’s especially Highschool Boy-san! Guhhaaaah!

If I could just nullify Prometheus, I could use skills,