Break the Daffodil
When I opened my eyes, it was another world………….
I never expected this sentence to become my reality. I couldn’t close my gaping mouth and inexplicably groped the cold stone floor I had been lying on until now, feeling a sticky iron lattice of some sort. The thick smell of mold and the metallic scent of blood pierced my nostrils. This place was an underground prison.
“Why on earth am I here…?”
I grabbed my throbbing head, trying to remember what I was doing before opening my eyes here. A game. I was playing a game.
It was a 19+ game called “Break the Daffodil” that my friend had recommended, an adult game. Well, I wasn’t doing anything too honorable, but I wasn’t committing any forbidden acts either. I was just following the content given to me. What’s the harm in doing what I was told? I defended myself internally before carefully retracing my memories.
While playing the game………… I ate instant noodles…… and, feeling too full, I lay down on the bed for a moment, leaving the game on. That was it. When I opened my eyes again, I was on this damp and cold prison floor. There wasn’t much to recall. It was just a very vivid moment from a moment ago.
“Hey, pretty lady!”
A cracked voice of an old man from the opposite cell echoed. The emaciated old man, who seemed to have no energy to stand up, had severe fungus growing on his face. His yellow eyes glowed ominously in the darkness.
“Take off your pants!”
“What?”
“Show me what you got!”
“…Mine?”
As I asked in a bewildered voice, the old man chuckled, clenching one hand and shaking it in the air.
“Show it for me! For this old man.”
Um, did that old man lose his mind?
Then, a blue window appeared in front of my eyes.
1. (Blushing) Why, why are you doing this!
2. (Confidently removing pants) Well then, look! Witness the greatness of this body!
3. (Taking off both top and bottom) Just the pants?
I stared at the flickering window in front of me. This… was a choice window that appeared in the game I was playing just before. Wait a minute.
I turned my gaze from the wrinkled face and crooked fingers of the old man trapped in the opposite cell. I knew this situation. This was the first scene of “Break the Daffodil.” “Break the Daffodil” was a 19+ adult dating simulation game where you pursue five male protagonists.
As for them, the main scenario was to capture and tame the body of the mischievous noble, Del Narcissus, who goes by the nickname ‘Break the Daffodil.’
What was peculiar was that despite all the targets in the game being male, the player, Del Narcissus, could choose between being a female or a male. Among the men who were teasingly called it a ‘gay game’ as they contemplated trying it out as a naughty game, and among the women who were fans of adult games, the expression ‘breaking flowers’ became problematic, leading to the game being shunned.
However, my friend strongly recommended this game, saying it was ‘really addicting.’ With nothing else to do after being discharged from the military and filled with lust, I found myself inexplicably downloading “<Break the Daffodil>.”
And now, the current situation depicted a scene where another prisoner threw insults at the player, who was locked in the underground prison of the family’s Dungeon after committing a crime. Regardless of the player’s choice, the other prisoner suddenly escapes and attacks the player. It was the beginning of a somewhat service-oriented 19+ scene, but…
Before I could conclude that I had entered the game, I felt a sense of absurdity.
Was this a joke? That old man, who seems like his staff might be broken, is going to escape and attack me? In the game, he appeared at most as an extra with a black silhouette.
Suddenly, a blue choice window began flashing red.
[If not chosen, the Bed Scene will start automatically. 5, 4, 3…]
Bed Scene?
I shouted in a hurry, “Option 1!” It was much better to just blush and finish rather than having a Bed Scene.
Soon after the choice window disappeared, my mouth moved involuntarily.
“Why, why are you doing this!”
I felt a horrifying and strange sensation that I couldn’t put into words. Not only had I lost control of my body, but my mouth was speaking on its own.
As I lingered in this peculiar mood, the foolish and demented prisoner delivered his lines.
“It’s cute how you blush and avoid it.”
The prisoner stood up, wobbling his legs. Then, he grabbed the iron bars and shook them back and forth, as if attempting to escape.
If the prison door opened like that, would it be a prison?
While I let out a sigh mixed with relief and mockery, the door suddenly creaked open.
“…It opened.”
Fuck… Am I really going to be followed by that old man now? All of a sudden like this?
I did my best to grab onto the door of the prison where I was confined. The male character Del Narcissus, whom I had chosen in the game, was powerless against the force, but I, as a capable adult man, resisted. There’s no way I could be pushed by a old man like that
The prisoner staggered towards my cell. As he approached, his age and feebleness became evident.
I tensed my entire body, holding onto the bars. However, as soon as I exerted force, there was a ‘thud,’ and the bars broke.
“What, what the heck!”
Were these iron bars, or were they glass bars? Not even glass, they were almost at the level of being made of sugar.
I ended up becoming the person who tore off the prison door. Holding the bars and looking bewildered, the old man reached out towards me, chuckling.
“As expected, you also wanted to have a round with me!”
“What do you mean a round!”
I threatened with the broken bars, taking a step back.
“Get lost, you darn old man!”
Mother, father. The respect for the elderly that you taught me has no use here. I inwardly screamed as I swung the bars threateningly at the old man once again.
That was when…
“What are you doing!”
A tremendous roar echoed from outside.
I’m alive!
As I turned my head towards the source of the sound, a man with a fierce expression appeared. He looked like a rugged bandit, but he wore a black suit with a white cravat, and a jewel was embedded.
It was a middle-aged gentleman holding a decorative cane. Although his shirt seemed on the verge of bursting, the slicked-back blonde hair and well-groomed mustache revealed his aristocratic status. Above all, the floating character information above his head kindly disclosed his identity.
[Ulin Narcissus / Count / Del Narcissus’s Father / Favorability -32]
The character I had played, Del Narcissus, was a nasty-tempered noble lady. She enjoyed slapping the maids, and she didn’t hesitate to engage in violence or even murder. Given the current situation where I seemed to have become a male version of Del Narcissus, it wasn’t strange for the character’s father, identified as “Ulin,” to have a favorability of -32 towards me.
“Did you try to escape after being locked up in prison?”
“No! This old man here tried to attack me first!”
As I exclaimed, Ulin looked perplexed. It seemed he didn’t believe my words at all.
“Oh dear, cough, cough. It’s not like this old man has any strength… I was just trying to stop the young master here from leaving the prison, *cough* *cough*, excuse me!”
The prisoner coughed as if to make a show of his condition. Even from my perspective, the old man seemed feeble enough that what he said appeared more credible than my words. Ulin appeared to share the same sentiment.
“It won’t work. Hey, seize my son………… Capture Del Narcissus.”
Ulin stated firmly with a stern expression. The knights behind him rushed towards me, tearing off the barred door and firmly grabbing both of my arms.
“Ugh!”
They held on so tightly that my arms felt like they were being squeezed to the extreme. In severe pain, I groaned, prompting Ulin to click his tongue.
“This guy’s exaggeration has gotten worse.”
He uttered coldly, then turned away, exiting the underground prison. I was dragged along by the knights, following him. From behind, I could hear the crazy old man being locked up in another prison.
Well, at least I kept my chastity, so it’s okay
***
It was far from being okay.
“Wh-where are you taking me?”
“Glacier Prison. That’s where you’re headed.”
The Glacier Prison. It was the place where players first encountered a target character in the game. Despite being called a prison, it wasn’t a real prison; it referred to the Ice Castle in the northern region. In other words, the Northern Duke resided there.
And in this game, the Northern Duke… tormented the player relentlessly, with a strong emphasis on adult content.
“Sir, no, Father.”
I dropped to my knees, clasping my hands together.
I’ll live nicely. I’ll listen to Father’s words well. I won’t cause any trouble. Please, just don’t send me there.
“Even if you beg now, it’s useless. The confession should have been made before you put your sister in a comatose state!”
Oh, causing my sister to fall into a comatose state…? That’s extreme.
Stunned by Ulin’s words, I was speechless. He then gestured towards the knights behind him.
“Get rid of him right now. I don’t want to see that sight anymore.”
Then, as if dismissing me, he uttered the final words.
“Don’t ever come back. You are no longer my son.”
And that was the end of my brief encounter with Ulin. I was then taken away by the knights, escorted to a prisoner transport carriage made of black iron. As the carriage began to move, another window appeared before my eyes.
“Welcome to <Break the Daffodil>!”
Break the Daffodil
When I opened my eyes, it was another world………….
I never expected this sentence to become my reality. I couldn’t close my gaping mouth and inexplicably groped the cold stone floor I had been lying on until now, feeling a sticky iron lattice of some sort. The thick smell of mold and the metallic scent of blood pierced my nostrils. This place was an underground prison.
“Why on earth am I here…?”
I grabbed my throbbing head, trying to remember what I was doing before opening my eyes here. A game. I was playing a game.
It was a 19+ game called “Break the Daffodil” that my friend had recommended, an adult game. Well, I wasn’t doing anything too honorable, but I wasn’t committing any forbidden acts either. I was just following the content given to me. What’s the harm in doing what I was told? I defended myself internally before carefully retracing my memories.
While playing the game………… I ate instant noodles…… and, feeling too full, I lay down on the bed for a moment, leaving the game on. That was it. When I opened my eyes again, I was on this damp and cold prison floor. There wasn’t much to recall. It was just a very vivid moment from a moment ago.
“Hey, pretty lady!”
A cracked voice of an old man from the opposite cell echoed. The emaciated old man, who seemed to have no energy to stand up, had severe fungus growing on his face. His yellow eyes glowed ominously in the darkness.
“Take off your pants!”
“What?”
“Show me what you got!”
“…Mine?”
As I asked in a bewildered voice, the old man chuckled, clenching one hand and shaking it in the air.
“Show it for me! For this old man.”
Um, did that old man lose his mind?
Then, a blue window appeared in front of my eyes.
1. (Blushing) Why, why are you doing this!
2. (Confidently removing pants) Well then, look! Witness the greatness of this body!
3. (Taking off both top and bottom) Just the pants?
I stared at the flickering window in front of me. This… was a choice window that appeared in the game I was playing just before. Wait a minute.
I turned my gaze from the wrinkled face and crooked fingers of the old man trapped in the opposite cell. I knew this situation. This was the first scene of “Break the Daffodil.” “Break the Daffodil” was a 19+ adult dating simulation game where you pursue five male protagonists.
As for them, the main scenario was to capture and tame the body of the mischievous noble, Del Narcissus, who goes by the nickname ‘Break the Daffodil.’
What was peculiar was that despite all the targets in the game being male, the player, Del Narcissus, could choose between being a female or a male. Among the men who were teasingly called it a ‘gay game’ as they contemplated trying it out as a naughty game, and among the women who were fans of adult games, the expression ‘breaking flowers’ became problematic, leading to the game being shunned.
However, my friend strongly recommended this game, saying it was ‘really addicting.’ With nothing else to do after being discharged from the military and filled with lust, I found myself inexplicably downloading “<Break the Daffodil>.”
And now, the current situation depicted a scene where another prisoner threw insults at the player, who was locked in the underground prison of the family’s Dungeon after committing a crime. Regardless of the player’s choice, the other prisoner suddenly escapes and attacks the player. It was the beginning of a somewhat service-oriented 19+ scene, but…
Before I could conclude that I had entered the game, I felt a sense of absurdity.
Was this a joke? That old man, who seems like his staff might be broken, is going to escape and attack me? In the game, he appeared at most as an extra with a black silhouette.
Suddenly, a blue choice window began flashing red.
[If not chosen, the Bed Scene will start automatically. 5, 4, 3…]
Bed Scene?
I shouted in a hurry, “Option 1!” It was much better to just blush and finish rather than having a Bed Scene.
Soon after the choice window disappeared, my mouth moved involuntarily.
“Why, why are you doing this!”
I felt a horrifying and strange sensation that I couldn’t put into words. Not only had I lost control of my body, but my mouth was speaking on its own.
As I lingered in this peculiar mood, the foolish and demented prisoner delivered his lines.
“It’s cute how you blush and avoid it.”
The prisoner stood up, wobbling his legs. Then, he grabbed the iron bars and shook them back and forth, as if attempting to escape.
If the prison door opened like that, would it be a prison?
While I let out a sigh mixed with relief and mockery, the door suddenly creaked open.
“…It opened.”
Fuck… Am I really going to be followed by that old man now? All of a sudden like this?
I did my best to grab onto the door of the prison where I was confined. The male character Del Narcissus, whom I had chosen in the game, was powerless against the force, but I, as a capable adult man, resisted. There’s no way I could be pushed by a old man like that
The prisoner staggered towards my cell. As he approached, his age and feebleness became evident.
I tensed my entire body, holding onto the bars. However, as soon as I exerted force, there was a ‘thud,’ and the bars broke.
“What, what the heck!”
Were these iron bars, or were they glass bars? Not even glass, they were almost at the level of being made of sugar.
I ended up becoming the person who tore off the prison door. Holding the bars and looking bewildered, the old man reached out towards me, chuckling.
“As expected, you also wanted to have a round with me!”
“What do you mean a round!”
I threatened with the broken bars, taking a step back.
“Get lost, you darn old man!”
Mother, father. The respect for the elderly that you taught me has no use here. I inwardly screamed as I swung the bars threateningly at the old man once again.
That was when…
“What are you doing!”
A tremendous roar echoed from outside.
I’m alive!
As I turned my head towards the source of the sound, a man with a fierce expression appeared. He looked like a rugged bandit, but he wore a black suit with a white cravat, and a jewel was embedded.
It was a middle-aged gentleman holding a decorative cane. Although his shirt seemed on the verge of bursting, the slicked-back blonde hair and well-groomed mustache revealed his aristocratic status. Above all, the floating character information above his head kindly disclosed his identity.
[Ulin Narcissus / Count / Del Narcissus’s Father / Favorability -32]
The character I had played, Del Narcissus, was a nasty-tempered noble lady. She enjoyed slapping the maids, and she didn’t hesitate to engage in violence or even murder. Given the current situation where I seemed to have become a male version of Del Narcissus, it wasn’t strange for the character’s father, identified as “Ulin,” to have a favorability of -32 towards me.
“Did you try to escape after being locked up in prison?”
“No! This old man here tried to attack me first!”
As I exclaimed, Ulin looked perplexed. It seemed he didn’t believe my words at all.
“Oh dear, cough, cough. It’s not like this old man has any strength… I was just trying to stop the young master here from leaving the prison, *cough* *cough*, excuse me!”
The prisoner coughed as if to make a show of his condition. Even from my perspective, the old man seemed feeble enough that what he said appeared more credible than my words. Ulin appeared to share the same sentiment.
“It won’t work. Hey, seize my son………… Capture Del Narcissus.”
Ulin stated firmly with a stern expression. The knights behind him rushed towards me, tearing off the barred door and firmly grabbing both of my arms.
“Ugh!”
They held on so tightly that my arms felt like they were being squeezed to the extreme. In severe pain, I groaned, prompting Ulin to click his tongue.
“This guy’s exaggeration has gotten worse.”
He uttered coldly, then turned away, exiting the underground prison. I was dragged along by the knights, following him. From behind, I could hear the crazy old man being locked up in another prison.
Well, at least I kept my chastity, so it’s okay
***
It was far from being okay.
“Wh-where are you taking me?”
“Glacier Prison. That’s where you’re headed.”
The Glacier Prison. It was the place where players first encountered a target character in the game. Despite being called a prison, it wasn’t a real prison; it referred to the Ice Castle in the northern region. In other words, the Northern Duke resided there.
And in this game, the Northern Duke… tormented the player relentlessly, with a strong emphasis on adult content.
“Sir, no, Father.”
I dropped to my knees, clasping my hands together.
I’ll live nicely. I’ll listen to Father’s words well. I won’t cause any trouble. Please, just don’t send me there.
“Even if you beg now, it’s useless. The confession should have been made before you put your sister in a comatose state!”
Oh, causing my sister to fall into a comatose state…? That’s extreme.
Stunned by Ulin’s words, I was speechless. He then gestured towards the knights behind him.
“Get rid of him right now. I don’t want to see that sight anymore.”
Then, as if dismissing me, he uttered the final words.
“Don’t ever come back. You are no longer my son.”
And that was the end of my brief encounter with Ulin. I was then taken away by the knights, escorted to a prisoner transport carriage made of black iron. As the carriage began to move, another window appeared before my eyes.
“Welcome to <Break the Daffodil>!”
