Inside a small bedroom of an apartment the sun was entering and the sunbeams penetrated the room illuminating the room and making Ichiro wake up; he grumbled and reluctantly rose slowly from the bed.

"f*ck ... I must remember to buy a new tent for the window ... the sun blinds me"

a voice was heard from outside

"Ichiro, wake up and come to breakfast otherwise you forget it"

"I am coming mom, in a minute I go down .."

Ichiro Abe was 18, he had just finished high school and he wanted to enjoy the holidays doing what he liked best: reading manga, watching anime and going to buy mountains of gadgets at fairs and shops ... in other words the classic otaku routine , and he was fine like that.

but he as well as otaku was also a first-rate pervert: the adolescienziale hormones had hit him before the others and he had begun to masturbate himself already at 13 years, above all on the waifu avalanches created over the years, now he masturbated 3 to 5 times a day each time on a different waifu and on new ways to fuck them.

skinny, short, black short and messy hair and dead eyes with glasses he was constantly looked down on by others but he didn't care because 2-D girls are better than 3-D girls!

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After a couple of hours of research in various stores, and after taking some pictures of some maid-like girls who sponsored their maid cafes, Ichiro walked towards the station with a package in his hand; he had bought the new volumes of his favorite manga and some hentai to get some fap material.

while he waited for the bus he heard a scream and as soon as he turned he saw a little girl on the ground and cry; was about to approach when he was pushed by a boy on the street, more or less his age:

"what are you doing pervert? stand aside and let me and others do ..."

Ichiro looked at him angrily and thought

'What a piece of shit ... I just wanted to help her, nothing else ... I'm not a lolicon'

As he was getting up he heard the sound of the bus and the last thing he saw was the front of the bus and the shocked face of the driver ...

then everything went dark.

He had no idea how long he had been unconscious, if it had all been a dream or had really happened; all he saw before him was a huge white and empty space.

After years of anime and manga, it took him two seconds to get an idea of where he was

"wait ... am I really dead? fucking .. hey wait a moment, but if I'm here ... does that mean I'm going to meet God, or the devil or any kind of higher entity to be reincarnated?!? !? please tell me it would be a dream! " he said with weeping eyes at the emotion

while he was lost in his thoughts, a figure not far away was furious

"What the hell? Who's that toothpick? Where's the sexy and charismatic guy I needed? Mhp ... that stupid god of the earth never makes a right one ... and now I should keep that one there? I can't destroy ... oh well let's see if I can get it out of my way somehow "

the figure approached Ichiro and called him "ohi human ..."

Ichiro, still lost in his thoughts, jumped back in fear

"OHI !! What the hell! I got a heart attack!"

As soon as he turned his widened eyes and his blood began to flow towards his crotch.

In front of him was a woman wearing a dress similar to a Roman toga, tall, with a nice shaped body, long green hair and green eyes that had a proud glance.

The woman sighed in exasperation and spoke again "listen a little ... I have no time to lose, so I'll be brief: I am the goddess Fumina and you will be silent and attentive now.

yes ... you're dead but your soul will be reincarnated in another world, yes ... a magical world with swords and magic; but there's a problem.."

I will look at her confused "in what sense is a problem?"

"the problem is that you shouldn't have been the reincarnated one, stupid otaku! I told the slacker of the god of your land to take that great handsome boy next to you! as if I entrusted my world to a perverted otaku, all skin and bones "the goddess replied indignantly

Ichiro was shocked and even offended "hey it's not very nice to say, do you know? Even if you're a goddess"

She snorted "oh but shut up, as if it were not true ... I read in that pile of rubbish that is your memory and the only thing I saw are your perverse fantasies about those fictional characters, so here's what I'll do: forget it first of all that you give me a skill or my divine protection, you will ruin my reputation, I will make you appear in a forest on the borders of some small kingdom, I will leave you just a couple of clothes and money.

if you don't get yourself killed right away maybe you can survive for some time and find work as a baker, smith or whatever"

Ichiro was not just offended now he was furious "Ohi, wait a minute! You can't do that just because I wasn't your favorite and then everyone has dirty thoughts!"

Fumina looked at him in disgust and with a wave of her hand she threw him towards a portal

"but give me pleasure, you pig! go and die in that forest and give me the pleasure: see that you don't put a few peasants pregnant, I don't want your children infected my world"

And after this all he saw was a flash of energy that threw him into the portal and lost consciousness again.

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Ichiro woke up after what seemed like an eternity, still stunned by the previous facts and with only one thought in his head: "that damn bitch, but what kind of a goddess is she? That's just an arrogant and irresponsible bitch ... how the fuck do I to survive in a forest alone and without skill ?! "

He remained to vent his thoughts for quite a while, not realizing he was vacant without a direction; luckily it was full day and although he had no idea where he was going, he managed to find a river.

He decided to refresh and rest on the river bank, and decided to start organizing: what he absolutely needed was a shelter, a fire and a weapon with which to defend himself, he had no practical experience but he had read a lot of manga to take inspiration from; the most important thing for him, however, was to find a city or at least a village where he could take refuge and hope for the best.

He wore typical peasant clothes which consisted of a pair of leather pants, a jacket and leather shoes

and had a bag with some silver coins inside and a knife.

After resting for a while, he decided to take a look around to get food, hoping for some fruit or berries; after a while he found nothing and the sun began to set, he decided to return to the river bank and camp there for the night hoping to light a fire.

It took more than an hour to turn it on, due to the various failed attempts, but in the end he managed to light a fire to resist the cold; he had just relaxed when he felt something move near the trees. He pulled out the knife, trembling with fear, and 3 goblins appeared from the darkness.

They were exactly like in every manga and anime he had seen: with a child's height, green, ugly and wrinkled; they held very rudimentary weapons and spoke incomprehensible language. they approached, sneering towards Ichiro, aiming their rudimentary spears made of sticks and stones; before he had time to react, they screamed and attacked him.

Ichiro had never been good at fighting and had never held arms, which is why the goblins, although they were relatively weak creatures, managed to dominate him and began to stab him by his legs and ribs.

Ichiro, due to his wounds and shock, began to see everything foggy and his mind was in chaos.

because .... because .... everything has to end like this .... I wanted to live an adventure like all the manga I read .... because that bitch had to leave me like this ... like garbage ... .. I wanted to have a harem ... dozens and dozens of sexy women at my disposal ... fight, fuck and make a good living .... why did that goddess do this to me? ... if she wants me to be scum then ... ... I will satisfy you ... if only I had another occasion ... I would **** every beautiful woman ... and I would make my little dogs obedient ...

these thoughts continued to form even while he was unconscious; it was then that a figure approached, walked silently and as soon as he was in front of Ichiro he whispered

"poor wandering soul, that foolish one of my sister has really exaggerated this time, but do not preouccupare I will make you a gift: like my sister I too have seen your memory and I can only admire such lust, and saw your lust towards those fictional characters that you love so much, I have just what is right for you "

the figure extended his hand and a blood-red mist enveloped Ichiro, now unconscious, healing his wounds.

the wounds closed and Ichiro's face took on color, and an inscription appeared in his mind:

-received blessing of the goddess of sin, acquired skill: waifu summoner slaver-