A/N: You can find the character images in the auxiliary chapter (before the prologue). I recommend checking each character's image after you've read through the next chapters and encountered their names.
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"S-semen?"
"Yes, Master Vince."
"…"
The cat flew toward him until she was in front of his face, holding the golden cup between her paws.
"I don't know what's wrong with you, but we'll find a solution to that later. For now, let's finish the final round of the Selection. Fill this cup with your seed. The break will be over anytime soon, and you will need to present the cup in the high court."
Vince barely understood a word the cat had spoken. Selection? High court? He didn't seem to be dreaming, so he must be in a different universe.
"Remember that your life depends on this, Master Vince. If no lady from the high court chooses you," the cat ran her paw across her neck, "you are as good as dead meat."
Vince swallowed hard.
He didn't know much about this world, but his gut feeling told him that he needed to follow what the cat said unless he wanted to suffer. He rode the time machine because he wanted a comfortable life and to experience new things.
He couldn't jeopardize this second chance given to him!
So he took the cup from the cat's paws.
"How am I going to fill this with semen? Do I…" He bit his bottom lip and tried to rephrase the question in his mind to make it less vulgar. "I mean, will there be another participant I can interact with?"
The cat's eyes narrowed again.
"What do you mean another participant you can interact with?"
Vince brushed his hair with his fingers, and a sigh of frustration escaped his lips.
"I can't do this on my own. I need… a little help, you know." His voice lowered, feeling embarrassed. "Will there be a woman to help me with this?"
Finally understanding what he meant, the cat rolled her eyes as if what he was asking was ridiculous.
"You don't need a woman, Master Vince. I know you've been a naughty boy since you were a teenager. You can have a release all by yourself."
Well, that was a bummer.
He had been paralyzed at the age of 14, and a few years later, he became impotent. He was a virgin and only knew how it was done through the books and movies he had read and watched. That's why he was hoping for a little help from a pretty woman since it was his first time.
"Don't you have a picture of a sexy woman, at least? Maybe Scarlett Johansson? Madison Beer?"
The cat looked at him, confused.
Ugh. What was he talking about? Of course, the hybrid cat didn't know the celebrities he mentioned because he was in a different world.
"Never mind. Are you sure that by doing this, I will have a better life? Can I even trust you?"
Setting aside the cute female voice, the cat looked a little demonic to him with those dark red eyes and short fangs.
"Yes, Master Vince. I am the only one you can trust here."
"Okay. I'll do it…"
He would ask more about this world later. Since the cat said this was an urgent matter, he had to do it.
He took a deep breath and looked around. There were really no magazines where he could find the perfect picture of a girl. He sighed in defeat and realized he could just imagine Scarlett Johansson in his head.
Vince was about to pull his trousers down when he realized something.
The cat remained sitting on the bed like a queen on her throne. This time, there was an apple in her paws, and she was casually eating it. It was only then that he noticed a plate of fruits on the bedside table.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Make haste, Master Vince."
"Are you just going to sit there?"
"Where else would I be?" she asked innocently.
"Are you planning to…watch me?"
The cat's eyes turned to slits.
"Are you feeling shy, Master Vince?" Her lips curled into what looked like a small smirk. "This is new. You have always been shameless."
Vince realized something from what the cat said.
There was another Vince living in this world, and for some reason, he had been transferred into his body.
He ran to the mirror in the corner and was relieved to see that he looked like his younger self, back when he was in his 20s. He loved his appearance, and if only he hadn't been paralyzed at such an early age, he bet he would have become a famous star with his looks.
But this time, he noticed there was a glow to his appearance. His skin was much healthier, his light auburn hair was smooth and silky, his blue eyes were much more vibrant, and he had an athletic build that made his muscles look sturdy. He even had abs!
Vince couldn't help but grin.
"Ah, it feels so good to be young and healthy again!"