Chapter 234 - Stud Horse License
"The professor certainly has a point. However... let's just say it's none of your business."
Sugitani-san gave a short laugh through her nose and directed a meaningful gaze toward me. It was the face of an accomplice.
"You might not be aware, given your status as a mere university professor, but our nation's defense issues have been completely resolved. We possess a military force with much more advanced decision-making capabilities than unmanned drones, which requires no fuel costs, and yet possesses lethality exceeding that of nuclear weapons."
Is she talking about me? I possessed enough composure not to say that out loud.
If I were to say, "I am a walking nuclear weapon," the professor would likely only doubt my sanity.
In contrast to me, who chose Silence, Sugitani-san continued to speak rapidly with a look of triumph.
"Therefore, there is no need for manufacturing technologies for new weapons that might go out of control at any moment. What you are doing, Professor, is nothing more than an act that invites risk."
"To think you'd resort to such nonsense. In that case, I would like to see this so-called 'military force' of yours."
"I have been looking at it for quite some time, but it seems you haven't noticed."
"What...?"
"I am not lying. If you wish, you may bring a truth serum or a lie detector later. If that is what it takes to convince you, I am willing to oblige."
"...It is already within my field of vision...?"
Professor Otsuki placed a hand on his chin and began to mutter under his breath.
He continued to contemplate in that state for a while, but eventually, as if having made up his mind, he looked up and—
"Give me a hint. I want to reach the answer myself."
He uttered words that were truly characteristic of a researcher. It seemed his intellectual curiosity had reared its head.
"When exactly did this military force enter my field of vision?"
"It is in it even now."
Sugitani-san answered playfully.
"Even now... I see, it's small? Is it something like nanomachines? ...Does it possess self-replication capabilities?"
"Well, for the most part, it can replicate in the form of leaving offspring."
"A biological weapon! That's it, isn't it?! Does the Public Security Bureau really go that far?!"
Is it an insect?! Or a bacterium?! As Professor Otsuki began brushing off his clothes, Sugitani-san watched him with amusement. She might be a mischievous person after all.
"In any case, please rest easy. We intend to continue providing young females to ensure that the blood of this super-military force does not die out. It has been confirmed that the 'strongest' blood will be passed down continuously, surviving as a trump card for national defense."
"Is that organism male?"
I felt like I heard a statement that couldn't be ignored—something about providing young females from now on—but should I just stay quiet like this?
"The budget has already been passed. The Cabinet Office is moving with the intention of issuing him an Unlimited Breeding License. In the distant future, he may become a man who leaves behind more descendants than Genghis Khan."
"Wa-Wait a minute! What the hell is an Unlimited Breeding License!?"
I couldn't help but interject.
What on earth is this old man blathering about while sober?
"Are you curious?"
"Of course... it's about me!"
Leaving Professor Otsuki, who was frowning suspiciously, alone, Sugitani-san continued to drop bombshell statements.
"Have you ever heard the term 'License to Kill' in spy movies? A murder license, or a license to kill. It is a permit that allows even lethal acts for the sake of carrying out a mission."
"...I've seen it in games before."
"Then we can speak plainly. —Our nation is moving to issue you the child-making version of that."
"I don't understand what you mean."
"To put it simply, because your genes have infinite value, it has been decided that you may impregnate any Japanese woman at any time. The state will take full responsibility, so please, enjoy your sexuality without reservation."
"...Huh?"
"Given your character, I'm sure you wouldn't do anything like indiscriminate rape. It was precisely because we made that recognition that the permit was granted... though, my, the persuasion was quite a struggle. It was unprecedented, and I was subjected to psychological evaluations four times midway through."
"...Um... so, what does that mean...?"
"Nakamoto-san."
Sugitani-san took my hand and spoke with Bloodshot Eyes.
"From now on, you will become a Stud Horse who lives for the country. If even one of the children you produce inherits Nakamoto-san's physical abilities, it will mean National Security and a Bountiful Harvest."
"That has nothing to do with agricultural crops!?"
"The details don't matter, so it would be a great help if you would quickly impregnate the women around you. Since child support is drawn from taxes, you can load them up irresponsibly. If there are any actresses or idols you like, I can arrange for you to hold them? That said, if possible, I would like you to impregnate women with high physical abilities... Ah, how about breeding the entire Women's Volleyball Team? I hear this year's national team is quite full of beauties."
"Is your head okay!?"
"Do you dislike tall women? In that case, perhaps Figure Skaters..."
"Where did human rights go...!?"
"National security is the top priority."
"D-Don't mess with me... What do you intend to do if I say I'll lay hands on your daughter!?"
"I will hand her over."
"...Are you sane?"
"If it's Nakamoto-san, you wouldn't do anything to treat a woman roughly, and it would be an honor if my own blood were to enter the nation's guardian deity."
"...Sugitani-san... are you perhaps the craziest person I know...?"
"By the way, this is my daughter."
As she spoke, Sugitani-san took a single photograph out from her breast pocket.
In it was a refined, beautiful girl who somewhat resembled Sugitani-san's features. Judging by the firmness of her skin, she was perhaps around university age?
Also, this is a very important matter, but her breasts possessed a patriotic swell. Just looking at them made my feelings for the country swell up. Specifically, they were the equivalent of an F-cup.
"Even coming from me, her father, I must say my daughter has quite good athletic nerves, and since I sent her to Mission Schools for girls from elementary through high school, she has had no scent of men. Of course, I chose an environment for her university that was also all women."
"An upper-class young lady... you say...? D-Don't tell me, did she call her seniors 'Onee-sama' or something?"
"You figured it out well, didn't you? I intended to strictly discipline her way of speaking."
"Th-th-th-then, doesn't that mean she's an F-cup virgin who was purely cultured in a Mission School for young ladies!?"
"To guess the cup size by sight—as expected, Nakamoto-san has the talent of a Stud Horse! Honestly, those born in the Heisei era have unnecessarily good development, it's a problem. She began to swell unseemly starting from the fifth grade of elementary school, so I struggled with what clothes to make her wear."
"Eh, is it okay if I impregnate her?"
"Whenever you like, as long as it's alright with you, Nakamoto-san."
"..."
No, I can't, what am I thinking, I discipline myself with an iron will. Beside me, Professor Otsuki had a face that looked like he wanted to say, "What are you doing in front of me after trying to lay hands on my daughter?"
"...Judging from the flow of the conversation, is Nakamoto-kun that 'military force'?"
To the suspicious-looking Professor Otsuki, I reluctantly answered, "That's right."