A Lewd Sketch Artist in a Gender-Reversed World - Chapter 17
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Chapter 17 : Biological
Sometimes, people find answers in the most unexpected places. For example, Alexander Fleming discovered penicillin by accidentally finding blue mold in an old culture dish, and Spencer Silver created Post-it notes after failing to make a strong adhesive.
Such accidental discoveries are called serendipity, where significant discoveries or inventions occur by complete chance.
And now, I find myself in a similar situation of unexpected discovery.
Of course, compared to penicillin and Post-it notes, my discovery is quite modest and unimpressive.
This discovery may not lead to an invention but will likely fade away as a small realization.
Yet, it is incredibly precious to me.
Because this discovery could pull me out of that hellish world of male characters.
"Oh."
Looking at the documentary material in front of me, I was amazed.
After finishing my first commission, I scoured the internet for a while. I struggled to find a lifeline to save me.
I wandered around Hitomi and Pixiv, looking for differences from the original world and analyzing the number of male and female illustrations.
I suffered some mental damage in the process, but it was necessary to draw what I wanted.
After wandering around for dozens of minutes without any noticeable results, I stumbled upon my savior by chance while surfing the internet to fill the void.
[Difference in Brainwave Responses of Men and Women When Watching Porn]
The title itself was ridiculous and intriguing. This documentary showed various pornographic videos to groups of men and women.
[Heterosexual men got hard watching women, and homosexual men got hard watching men.]
It analyzed and recorded their excitement levels through brainwaves while watching porn. It examined which parts turned them on, how preferences varied, and what differences existed between genders.
The results were astonishing.
While the male group only got excited by porn that matched their preferences, the female participants showed some level of excitement regardless of what they watched.
Man x Woman, Man x Man, Woman x Woman, all of them.
[Even monkey porn!]
Of course, this doesn't mean that women don't have varying levels of excitement based on their preferences.
But at least it showed that their spectrum was broader.
Reading this, I got goosebumps.
This video was providing real-world evidence for the hypothesis I had previously imagined.
No matter how much the chastity between men and women had changed, from a neuroscience perspective, 'women' were distinctly different from men.
The spectrum of excitement that women feel is broader than that of men, and women have less aversion to the same sex compared to men.
This was useful information!
"Thank you, God..."
I felt salvation here.
It felt like the benevolent Nyarlathotep was extending a gentle tentacle to me.
Like providing shade to an ant working hard under the warm sunlight. Ah, how merciful.
This was a small gift bestowed upon me by him. The only lifeline to escape from the shitty male character hell!
I almost cried as I murmured, overcome with emotion.
"Now I don't have to draw only male characters..."
Of course, I still had to draw them to sell, but it was a remarkable improvement that I didn't have to draw 'only' male characters.
This meant I could mix male and female characters in my drawings, like the two-shot I drew for the previous commission.
Since women generally have less aversion to the same sex, I thought consumers would understand.
If I depicted the situation arousingly enough, it would surely excite them even without strong visual stimulation.
Alright.
"I'll make the changes right away."
Deciding to change my direction slightly, I immediately logged into Pixiv.
I planned to modify the notice I had posted on the main page of my account tab. Changing this would help filter out those with strange sexual preferences early on. Surely, no one would submit a commission request without reading the notice.
[From now on, I will only accept two-shot commission requests.]
First, I wrote down the most important point.
[However, I do not accept gay content.]
This was the core point.
All the efforts I made to gather data while navigating through the contaminated abyss of Pixiv, and choosing a somewhat forced direction of grotesqueness to protect my sanity, were ultimately means to avoid drawing naked male characters.
Accepting commission requests for gay content would be contradictory.
"Now that I've found a way, I don't need to draw extreme content..."
Muttering to myself, I announced that I would refrain from drawing extremely hard content and stick to milder themes as much as possible.
Despite appearances, my preferences were quite normal. I preferred ordinary scenes of a man and a woman having sex rather than cutting and dissecting someone.
Sometimes I did watch hard content, but that was mild compared to other things.
Anyway, I modified the notice.
Honestly, not much had changed.
From now on, I would only accept two-shot requests, and even those had to be a pair of a man and a woman. Also, I would refrain from drawing extremely hard content.
It was just a simple list of sentences, but it would play a significant role in the future. After all, people would check the notice when requesting a commission. Those who needed to be filtered out would be.
After being satisfied with the notice I wrote, I played a round of League of Legends.
"Damn it! This Izzy bastard, stop using your flash recklessly!"
I briefly despised the spoon-fed mindset of those years.
Ring!
Suddenly, an alarm rang from the phone on the desk.
When I checked it roughly, it was a text from "R4pe Legalize."
[R4pe Legalize: ? What's this?]
[R4ape Legalize : Why did you suddenly change the notice?]
It seemed they had checked it already, even though it hadn't been an hour since I modified it. Truly a diligent fan.
Since I had lost the game anyway, I replied to their message.
[hala: Yeah, I'm planning to filter out certain people.]
[R4pe Legalize: Oh..]
[R4pe Legalize: But in the notice, you said you would refrain from extreme content..]
[hala: Yeah.]
[R4pe Legalize: Does that mean my request will be filtered out..?]
"What?"
Pfft!
A sudden laugh escaped me. I thought they were being cautious because they might have thought I was changing the notice because of them.
Thinking about the person on the other side of the screen, sitting awkwardly on a chair and feeling anxious, made them seem cute.
Come to think of it, their request was quite hard. Reverse rape wasn't a mild preference.
They must have realized that themselves.
[hala: Don't worry, haha. Your request is mild enough to be accepted.]
Even so, their preference was mild.
'You should have seen those guys...'
I still vividly remember them. Guys who asked me to draw two men pulling out their dicks and having a sword fight, and guys who wanted me to insert a brass instrument, like a bugle or a vibrator, into their anus and blow it.
Compared to those demons living in the abyss, "R4pe Legalize"'s preference was normal.
It was a preference that could easily go to heaven. Even King Yama would say, "This is acceptable," and pound the gavel.
And I had experience drawing such preferences before, so it wasn't difficult.
Then, with a sudden expectation, I asked the other person.
[hala: By the way, are you asking this because you intend to request again in the future?]
There must be a reason they took the time to ask me.
If they were worried about their request being filtered out, it meant they were planning to request again in the future.
Sure enough, the other person sent another message confirming that.
[R4pe Legalize: Yes!]
[R4pe Legalize: But not now.]
[R4pe Legalize: I'll request when I get my part-time job money. Is that okay?]
[hala: Yes^^ Anytime.]
I quickly replied and smiled.
It was great that they liked my drawing enough to consider repurchasing.
And usually, such people tended to request continuously. Watching pornographic images created according to their preferences was a different kind of pleasure.
"Wow, I already have a steady income."
Steady income.
How sweet these words are!
Even Jesus and Nyarlathotep would surely shout "Hallelujah" at the mention of steady income.
Money is something that slips away even when you just breathe.
Even something as simple as flushing the toilet after defecating costs money, so having money come in at regular intervals in such a situation was truly a ray of hope.
"And the commissioned work I did also received good feedback."
I uploaded the drawing I did this time on Pixiv, and it received quite good feedback. It seemed like I was finally sailing smoothly.
If things continued like this, there would be no problems.
"But still, money is the issue..."
I got up from the chair and dove onto the mattress.
Thud.
The soft sensation of the bed took over my body, seizing control one by one.
The human body is strange; when the range of one organ decreases, another organ compensates and works hard.
Similarly, as the control of my body was handed over to the bed, my brain started working hard, churning out random thoughts.
'I'm still lacking...'
Even though I earned 50,000 won this time, it was only 50,000 won. Considering the monthly rent, utilities, and tuition fees, I still needed to earn a lot more.
Moreover, it wasn't like I would receive 50,000 won whenever I wanted.
Although I had opened commissions, it didn't mean I would always receive requests.
The requesting party was the consumer, not me, so I had no choice but to wait.
Sometimes, there were periods when I didn't receive any commission requests for almost a month.
'A... a month?'
A month in this world.
Back then, I had some savings, so it was okay, but in my current situation, a month without income could lead to me starving to death and being found as a corpse.
Suddenly, my hands and feet trembled, and a chill ran down my spine. This was the scent of death.
'No! Please, anyone, request something!'
Just as I was praying to some unknown god out of sudden fear of death.
Ring!
As if my prayer had been answered, a cheerful alarm rang from the phone I had placed on my head.
I quickly reached out and grabbed the phone, then pulled down the notification bar to check the alert.
[SpoiledMe: Hello. Are you still accepting requests?]
Amazingly, a real commission request had arrived.
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