All you connoisseurs of risqué comics are probably very familiar with the term "doujinshi." As someone who nearly went pro drawing this stuff, allow me to educate the masses on the basics of making doujin comics.
If you want to make a good, harmonious doujin—or write a good harmonious fanfic—the most important thing is immersion. In other words, you want your audience to genuinely feel like the characters on the page are the real deal from the original, not just some random nobodies. To pull this off, you need to nail the external look first, that's the baseline. Next level is getting the story and character quirks spot-on. Take something from the source material, spin it into your own doujin content, so real it’s fake and so fake it’s real—that’s what hits hardest and sticks with people.
Why is Asuna the queen of doujin? Why are Kirito and Asuna the ultimate power couple? It’s because Sword Art Online is absolutely packed with doujin material. To doujin artists, that anime is basically an open public restroom. Flies only go for cracked eggs, and if you look at it with a gentleman’s eye, the original creators of Sword Art Online were practically begging for fan artists to go wild.
Of course, when it comes to doujin, there’s no such thing as a truly seamless egg. Anything involving harmony stuff, otaku and fujoshi will show up with insane energy and enthusiasm.
After all that off-topic rambling, here’s the point: Princess Embroidered Jade is about to lose it.
Lady Simone really is a master. She deserves a big bow of respect. In this world, she figured out this technique all on her own. Her voice simulation, paired with the scripted dialogue, is basically like playing a doujin right in front of the original characters! It’s a thousand times more powerful than any regular psychological attack!
Just think about it: she and The Fool are like a guy and a girl forced to share a hotel room for all kinds of reasons, and their clothes are barely intact—already awkward enough. Next door, someone keeps cracking dirty jokes at her, driving her nuts. But none of that compares to this: turn on the TV, and all you can watch is porn, and the characters in it look exactly like you!
It’s basically like having Asuna herself watch her own doujin!
Is there anything more unbearable than this?
Is there anything more maddeningly frustrating than this?
—There is: you literally can’t turn the TV off.
The sounds from outside the cave were endless, and from a plot perspective, the pacing was perfect—better than some actual movies. It didn’t go straight to third base, but started with the legs, then hands, then the stomach and face. In half an hour, every spot got its turn. These might not sound like a big deal, but this slow burn just made the shame so much more intense for the people involved.
Princess Embroidered Jade’s voice: “No, don’t touch my… ah, my ears!”
The Fool’s voice: “When a woman says no, she means yes. Not only am I going to kiss, I’m going to lick!”
“Mmm—!” She bit down hard but still couldn’t stop a panicked, protesting little squeak. But this time, it wasn’t Lady Simone’s voice acting—it was Princess Embroidered Jade herself. She desperately tried to block out those aggravating noises, but just couldn’t. Frustration, defeat, anger, and shame all came flooding in. She didn’t even dare look at The Fool. Her willpower was being shredded by that sound skill, and she was starting to feel a little out of it.
The Fool, of course, wasn’t just going to sit there and do nothing. He tried all sorts of ways to disrupt Lady Simone’s sound skill. He’d already belted out Hallelujah, but just singing out loud didn’t help much. He kept trying different tricks, but none really worked. Lady Simone had the upper hand in power, situation, and sound skill—she just ignored The Fool’s interference and focused on broadcasting her audio drama.
When the male lead in the audio drama started kissing his way down the female lead’s neck and was about to start undressing her, Princess Embroidered Jade’s qi surged and she nearly lost control. “Whew…” She let out a long sigh and opened her eyes to see The Fool scratching his head, trying to think of something. He paced in place, then suddenly clapped his hands. “Got it!”
He sat down in front of Princess Embroidered Jade, his gaze still clear as ever, like he wasn’t affected by the audio drama at all. “Let her scream all she wants. Don’t listen to her—listen to me. Ignore all the other sounds, just focus on mine, okay?”
“Okay.” Princess Embroidered Jade nodded slightly. “I’ll try.”
“Ahem, listen up.” The Fool cleared his throat, then pointed his fingers like a sword and shouted, “A lama came from the south, with a mute hanging at his waist… Wait, that’s not right, it was a horn! Huh, still sounds off…” The Fool scratched his head, fragments of memory swirling, but he finally managed to continue.
Princess Embroidered Jade stared at him in silence, listening to his voice, but it wasn’t that simple. In this world of endless sounds, her mind was like a besieged city—nowhere to hide. The Fool’s voice was like reinforcements, but those troops were way too weak, just a fluttering flag behind enemy lines, not much help at all. Her vision was already getting blurry, and the Second Despair was eating away at her spirit fast.
She felt herself drifting in and out of clarity—that’s what happens when your spirit gets drained.
One time when she came to, The Fool was saying in a weird voice, “Little Tiger, my name’s Bend-You-Over! My surname’s Bend, first name You-Over. Yep, anyone who runs into me gets bent—wait, that’s not right? Whatever, Little Tiger, just call me Bend-You-Over!”
Next time she came to, she saw The Fool arranging a bunch of shiny stones, tapping out crisp notes while singing, “Moderator’s got a handful, bursting with pride, step aside, Tianjin Food Alley—can’t afford a bite! It’s just too expensive, honestly, after one meal I’ll have to sell my blood…”
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In the blur between clarity and confusion, Princess Embroidered Jade saw The Fool trying every trick in the book to break Lady Simone’s sound skill. Reality was harsh—sometimes it worked, but Lady Simone’s voice was like bugs crawling into your soul, making you itch all over. Forget detoxing, even suppressing the poison was tough. When Lady Simone’s drama hit the chest scene, Princess Embroidered Jade’s eyes glazed over.
The Fool’s voice: “Whoa, whoa, Princess’s chest is actually so amazing! Didn’t expect that. Shape, size—top notch! If I give it a squeeze—whoa! My soul’s halfway out the door!”
The audio drama finally hit the critical zone. Princess Embroidered Jade shuddered, staring blankly at The Fool. In her blurry vision, The Fool and Lady Simone’s broadcast started to merge, forming a half-real, half-fake fantasy. She felt burning hot, a strange desire flaring up from the depths of her soul and body, like wildfire. Her throat was dry—she wanted water, but knew regular water wouldn’t cut it.
Her gaze stopped avoiding The Fool’s body. In the dim light, her eyes slid over his chest and abs, following the lines of his muscles downward.
“Ugh…” Princess Embroidered Jade grabbed her head and shook it. She knew something was off. “Wh-what’s going on… This feeling—is it an aphrodisiac?” She was a seasoned martial artist, she’d heard of those infamous Jianghu goodies. But she was confused—Second Despair didn’t do this, when did she get dosed?
What she didn’t know was, it wasn’t an aphrodisiac—it was Purification Fluid. Jonathan had the same reaction the first time he ate the special meat. It’s actually just an overflow of life energy. You know what they say: when you’re warm and comfy, your energy naturally wants to go somewhere—usually reproduction. If you’ve got a cultivation method like Dragon Elephant Skill to handle that power, great. If not, it just turns into... urges.
The essence of life is reproduction.
Of course, that urge isn’t pathological—life energy isn’t an aphrodisiac. Normally it’s easy to control, or you can vent it in all sorts of ways. But right now, with Lady Simone’s sound skill, Second Despair, and all the stress she’s been through, Princess Embroidered Jade’s willpower was at its breaking point. At that edge, she stared at The Fool, wanting to look away but just couldn’t. It’s like when you’re almost drunk, you know something’s off but you can’t walk straight anymore.
In her blurry vision, The Fool kept trying everything he could, still talking nonstop, but Princess Embroidered Jade couldn’t hear a word. Lady Simone’s drama finally got to the main event—after a full rundown of organs, methods, and positions (just so Princess Embroidered Jade wouldn’t zone out), the male lead finally hit a home run.
The female lead finally cried out, and that scream was something else—packed with pain, frustration, release, reckless abandon, and a hint of excitement and pleasure. Just one scream, but it was so vivid, so skillful, it was almost unreal. In modern times, she’d win Best Voice Actress for sure.
And that scream seemed to echo deep inside Princess Embroidered Jade. Like it flipped a weird switch, she shuddered and slowly raised her hand. Breathing heavier, she reached out with her left hand and grabbed The Fool’s arm. She had no idea why she was doing it, but some instinct just wanted her closer to the male in front of her.