"Wow, wow, how can you look so hideous…."

"…Didn't you say you'd help me wash Mr. Morrison? You saw it grow while you were doing it? Why are you so surprised?"

"Of course you're embarrassed and don't look properly, you punk! Go and watch me hard and remember where the veins are, okay?"

"Eh, eek, I didn't say that much, ugh, ugh…!"

The world was vast and huge, and so was the knowledge accumulated by humans over thousands of years.

Of course, the knowledge related to sex was the same. It definitely wasn't a castle. Of course, Race would rather have been the latter, but the world wasn't that easy.

And Race felt like he was going to faint from the countless sexual knowledge that was pouring down like a waterfall for the first time since he was born, or to be precise, the moment he encountered it - of course, that didn't mean he didn't like it.