As Morbucks' realization sank in, a sharp chime echoed through my mind. The system pinged again—different this time.
SYSTEM NOTIFICATION
✔ Major Event Achieved
Your intentions of triggering a special scenario through your actions have been successfully recognized.
You are now earning the new Title Class Mission: "Genie in All But Truth."
A cascade of floating text appeared in my vision, shimmering violet and gold.
Because of this, you have been granted temporary access to a Sub-Gacha as your starter Wish Magic.
You may now distribute copies of your main mission, Gacha, or store-bought rewards at 15–30% of their original potency.
Please select a Genie Archetype and draw back:
1. Trickster
Advantage: Boost to minor illusion spell cast speed; three random Gacha trick slots; Swindler Tongue (Rare Skill)
Drawback: One out-of-world mission (Danganronpa x Hell Razor x Star Wars)
2. Observer
Advantage: Peering magic; White Cloud (mount); Lie Detector (Rare Skill)
Drawback: Mistaken Identity (Ultra Rare)—you will often be mistaken for someone else; 47-hour silence—unable to speak after granting a wish through the Gacha
3. Equal Exchange
Advantage: "What You Desire"—any wish-maker must first trade something of equal value. With each transaction, whatever they desire most will appear on a blank Gacha slot.
Drawback: Limited slots—because you can grant what others truly wish for, you lose the ability to duplicate your own rewards, removing them from your Gacha slots.
I blinked at the options, scrolling through the shimmering display.
Trickster looked fun—but the random crossover mission… Danganronpa x Hell Razor x Star Wars? That sounded like chaos I might not survive.
Observer was tempting, with lie detection and a mount… but the 47-hour silence? That could easily backfire in a fight—or worse, during negotiations with someone like Morbucks.
Equal Exchange.
That one held my attention.
Seeing what people truly desired—and placing it on my wheel… that had potential.
Even if it blocked my own copies, turning desires into usable resources felt worth the trade.
I tapped the Equal Exchange icon. The system acknowledged my choice with a soft hum.
GENIE ARCHETYPE SELECTED: EQUAL EXCHANGE
Temporary Sub-Gacha Access Activated.
You may now roll "What You Desire" slots when a wish-maker trades their most coveted item.
[(You have received 1 new mission)]
I leaned back slightly, letting the glow of the dome wash over me.
May the great lamp's blessing be with you.
I smirked.
I could work with that.
My gaze dropped back to Morbucks. Her eyes were wide, still reeling.
A thought surfaced.
If I could get her to trade—if she placed her true desire on my wheel…
The possibilities were intoxicating.
I leaned into her ear.
"Would showing you make it more believable~?"
My voice brushed her skin, drawing a shudder as I slid my fingers into her underwear.
Behind me, a solid gold wheel materialized.
Its slots were marked with blank black cards.
"Think about what you want most," I murmured, her body tightening as I traced along her. "Go on… it'll appear on the board behind me."
I spoke with quiet confidence, relying on what the system had shown me.
This was the real function of All But Truth. The archetype was only the beginning.
Next came the new mission objective: grant sixty wishes. I briefly combed over the class mission.
But for now—I focused on her.
This can't be real… right?
Why is he telling me this now—
Twitch.
Her eyes fluttered shut as a jolt ran through her. Then again.
My fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, stealing her focus.
"W-wait… ngh—" She shifted her hips.
My touch deepened.
"Aren't genies only supposed to grant three wishes?" she asked, her voice uneven. "Then move on to someone else?"
"Then who's your master?" she pressed. "How did I even qualify?"
Her voice wavered as I pulled away from her clit. She flushed, heat chasing the path of my fingers as they pressed deeper inside her.
It was the first time she'd ever had anyone inside her.
And it showed in how her pussy was clinging to me.
Hehh.. Ha..
She moaned.
Her body reacted by damping and tightening,
the longer I played with her cunt.
I pushed further.
"Mmh—"
Her body tensed, breath catching as she bit her lip. Her folds tightened around me.
This was completely unfamiliar territory for her.
"You know that much?" I teased, maintaining the rhythm.
"Then you should know a genie can't leave their lamp…"
She reacted sharply as I shifted.
"Unless they're freed."
I continued slowly.
"And once freed… they act as they please."
I smirked faintly.
"While the one who frees them doesn't get wishes."
She pressed closer without realizing.
"Do you want to know what he wished for?" I asked softly, brushing her neck.
"Y-yes…" she breathed.
I pulled back just enough to watch her.
"He begged me to save someone he loved—and to make sure his bullies never touched him again."
I lifted the necklace slightly.
"He didn't specify how."
"So you took over his body… and came here?" she panted, forcing composure.
"That's part of it," I said. "But that's enough for now."
I leaned closer.
"You still haven't decided what you want."
I gestured toward the wheel.
"I'll let you fill twenty slots."
My thumb brushed higher.
"No limits… as long as you can pay."
Her eyes sharpened. "What's the price?"
I smiled.
"Money. Power. Knowledge. Ownership. Something equal."
My gaze dropped meaningfully.
"For you… you've already started paying."
Her expression snapped.
"I'm not a prostitute!" she shot back, breath uneven. "If I'm paying—it'll be with money!"
I glanced at the wheel.
One slot shifted.
Black to gray.
Then another.
Then another.
Only one remained dark.
I turned back.
"Then you'll get a roll," I said evenly. "But using money alone…"
I let it hang.
"Drops your chances to one in twenty-four."
The wheel hummed behind me.
She hesitated—but her pride held.
"It's fine," she said, biting her lip. "I'll pay with money."
For a moment, I considered pushing further—
But—
SYSTEM NOTIFICATION
Equal Exchange Condition Activated.
Wish-Maker has consciously selected her form of payment.
Further extraction beyond agreed value will violate Archetype Law.
A subtle pressure pulsed in my chest.
Locked in.
Warning: Attempting to override Equal Exchange will result in slot collapse and temporary suspension of Sub-Gacha privileges.
I clicked my tongue.
So that was the drawback.
Once a deal was made, the system enforced balance. No pushing further.
"Tch…"
I exhaled, the edge fading from my posture.
Should've kept quiet.
I withdrew slowly, the tension snapping as I pulled back from her.
She shivered at the loss.
"Equal means equal," I muttered.
The restraints loosened slightly—not releasing her, just easing.
I straightened, rolling my shoulders as the golden wheel turned once behind me.
"If you're paying with money," I said calmly, "then the wheel adjusts accordingly."
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Author's Note
If you're enjoying the story so far, I'd love to hear your feedback on what you'd like to see next and what I can improve.