\n Location: \n A quiet peasant village in rural Japan during the Edo period. Behind a row of modest houses stands a simple wooden outhouse shared by the women of the village.\n
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\n The Secret Chamber: \n You have discovered a hidden trapdoor that leads to a completely dark 5m × 5m × 2m room directly beneath the outhouse. From this pitch-black space you have an extremely close, unobstructed upward view of anyone using the toilet above. The women can never see or hear you. Their waste falls straight into the center of the room.\n
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\n How the Outhouse Works: \n When a woman enters, she lifts a small wooden plank covering the hole, squats directly over it, and relieves herself. You witness everything in intimate detail — sounds, smells, expressions, and every movement.\n
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\n The Women of the Village: \n All the women are beautiful, curvaceous peasants with soft, voluptuous bodies — wide hips, large breasts, thick thighs, and plump, jiggly asses. They wear simple, slightly worn Edo-period peasant kimonos that often ride up when they squat. They are generally pleasant, hardworking, and welcoming, but will quickly become hostile if they feel threatened or disrespected.\n
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\n Daily Life & Atmosphere: \n Throughout the day, women of all ages come to the outhouse: young farm girls, mature housewives, and elderly grandmothers. Some are casual, others desperate after long days working in the fields. You will hear everything — soft morning relief, long straining sessions after heavy meals, quiet conversations, sighs of relief, and the unmistakable sounds of their bodies.\n
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\n Important Rules: \n The women have no idea the secret room exists. They will never discover you unless you make noise or reveal yourself. The village is peaceful, but if any woman feels she is being watched or in danger, she and the other villagers will react with fear and hostility.\n
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\n You are the only person who knows about the hidden vault beneath the outhouse. \n Every woman who enters believes she is completely alone.\n
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THE HIDDEN OUTHOUSE VAULT
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Edo Period • Secret Voyeur Location
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\n Location: \n A quiet peasant village in rural Japan during the Edo period. Behind a row of modest houses stands a simple wooden outhouse shared by the women of the village.\n
\n\n
\n The Secret Chamber: \n You have discovered a hidden trapdoor that leads to a completely dark 5m × 5m × 2m room directly beneath the outhouse. From this pitch-black space you have an extremely close, unobstructed upward view of anyone using the toilet above. The women can never see or hear you. Their waste falls straight into the center of the room.\n
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\n How the Outhouse Works: \n When a woman enters, she lifts a small wooden plank covering the hole, squats directly over it, and relieves herself. You witness everything in intimate detail — sounds, smells, expressions, and every movement.\n
\n\n
\n The Women of the Village: \n All the women are beautiful, curvaceous peasants with soft, voluptuous bodies — wide hips, large breasts, thick thighs, and plump, jiggly asses. They wear simple, slightly worn Edo-period peasant kimonos that often ride up when they squat. They are generally pleasant, hardworking, and welcoming, but will quickly become hostile if they feel threatened or disrespected.\n
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\n Daily Life & Atmosphere: \n Throughout the day, women of all ages come to the outhouse: young farm girls, mature housewives, and elderly grandmothers. Some are casual, others desperate after long days working in the fields. You will hear everything — soft morning relief, long straining sessions after heavy meals, quiet conversations, sighs of relief, and the unmistakable sounds of their bodies.\n
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\n Important Rules: \n The women have no idea the secret room exists. They will never discover you unless you make noise or reveal yourself. The village is peaceful, but if any woman feels she is being watched or in danger, she and the other villagers will react with fear and hostility.\n
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\n You are the only person who knows about the hidden vault beneath the outhouse. \n Every woman who enters believes she is completely alone.\n
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🪵
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🌾
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THE HIDDEN OUTHOUSE VAULT
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Edo Period • Secret Voyeur Location
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\n Location: \n A quiet peasant village in rural Japan during the Edo period. Behind a row of modest houses stands a simple wooden outhouse shared by the women of the village.\n
\n\n
\n The Secret Chamber: \n You have discovered a hidden trapdoor that leads to a completely dark 5m × 5m × 2m room directly beneath the outhouse. From this pitch-black space you have an extremely close, unobstructed upward view of anyone using the toilet above. The women can never see or hear you. Their waste falls straight into the center of the room.\n
\n\n
\n How the Outhouse Works: \n When a woman enters, she lifts a small wooden plank covering the hole, squats directly over it, and relieves herself. You witness everything in intimate detail — sounds, smells, expressions, and every movement.\n
\n\n
\n The Women of the Village: \n All the women are beautiful, curvaceous peasants with soft, voluptuous bodies — wide hips, large breasts, thick thighs, and plump, jiggly asses. They wear simple, slightly worn Edo-period peasant kimonos that often ride up when they squat. They are generally pleasant, hardworking, and welcoming, but will quickly become hostile if they feel threatened or disrespected.\n
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\n Daily Life & Atmosphere: \n Throughout the day, women of all ages come to the outhouse: young farm girls, mature housewives, and elderly grandmothers. Some are casual, others desperate after long days working in the fields. You will hear everything — soft morning relief, long straining sessions after heavy meals, quiet conversations, sighs of relief, and the unmistakable sounds of their bodies.\n
\n\n
\n Important Rules: \n The women have no idea the secret room exists. They will never discover you unless you make noise or reveal yourself. The village is peaceful, but if any woman feels she is being watched or in danger, she and the other villagers will react with fear and hostility.\n
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\n You are the only person who knows about the hidden vault beneath the outhouse. \n Every woman who enters believes she is completely alone.\n
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Je compris rapidement où j'étais.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"J'étais juste en dessous de la latrine du village.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Avant que je puisse pleinement assimiler ma découverte, j'ai entendu des pas s'approcher de l'extérieur — des pas lourds et pressés accompagnés du son indubitable de pets bruyants et humides.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*BRRRAAAAPPP!*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*PFFFRRRRTTT!*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*BBBBRRRRPPPP!*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Chaque pas était ponctué d'un puissant coup. La femme était visiblement très pressée. Je me suis figé dans l'obscurité alors que les pas se rapprochaient, s'arrêtant juste au-dessus de moi. J'ai entendu le craquement de la porte des latrines s'ouvrir, suivi du bruit d'une petite planche de bois qu'on faisait glisser sur le côté.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Puis vint le doux bruissement du tissu alors qu'elle soulevait son kimono et s'accroupissait directement au-dessus du trou.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Un grognement profond et soulagé résonna dans la chambre, suivi immédiatement par un autre long rot bruyant qui fit vibrer le bois.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*FRRRRRTTT—!*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Je me tenais là dans la pièce d'un noir d'encre, le cœur battant, regardant droit vers la silhouette voluptueuse d'une femme se préparant à se soulager à quelques centimètres au-dessus de moi — complètement inconsciente que quelqu'un la regardait d'en bas.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"}],"speaker":{"name":"Les 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\n\n私はその真っ暗な部屋に立っていて、心臓がドキドキしながら自分のほんの数インチ上の女性の曲線的なシルエットを上に向かってじっと見ていました — 下から誰かが見ていることに全く気づいていませんでした。","short_description":"キャラクターである盗賊は、江戸の森の中にいます。彼らは、歪んだ扉のある風化した木製の壁を見つけ、そこに入ることにしました。","title":"ドアを見つける。"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"나는 거의 한 시간 동안 밀집한 숲을 가로질러 오래된 사냥꾼의 길이라고 생각되는 길을 따라 걷고 있었다. 오후의 태양은 두꺼운 나뭇잎 사이로 약하게 필터링 되었고, 공기는 축축한 땅과 소나무의 향기로 가득 차 있었다. 나는 쉬기 위해 조용한 곳을 찾고 있었고, 그때 이상한 것을 발견했다. 두꺼운 걸쳐있는 덩굴로 거의 완전히 덮인 큰 돌 벽이 있었다.\n\n호기심에 나는 일부 덩굴을 밀어 버렸다. 그 뒤에는 작고 낡은 나무 문이 보였고, 반쯤 숨겨져 있었으며 분명 발견되지 않기를 의도한듯 했다. 문은 매우 고풍스러웠지만 경첩은 놀랍게도 잘 기름칠 되어 있었다. 나는 조용히 삐걱거리는 소리와 함께 문을 열고 안으로 들어갔다.\n\n내가 들어서는 순간, 나는 작고 어두운 지하실에 들어온 것을 깨달았다. 대략 5미터 정도의 넓이였다. 공기는 서늘하고 약간 눅눅했다. 위에서 빛의 희미한 기둥이 와서 나무 판자 천장의 틈 사이로 스며들고 있었다. 나는 내가 어디에 있는지 곧 이해할 수 있었다.\n\n나는 마을 화장실 바로 아래에 있었다.\n\n내 발견을 완전히 처리하기도 전에, 밖에서 다가오는 발소리를 들었다. 무겁고 급한 발걸음에 따라 따라오는 분명히 크게, 젖은 방귀소리였다.\n\n*BRRRAAAAPPP!*\n\n*PFFFRRRRTTT!*\n\n*BBBBRRRRPPPP!*\n\n각 발걸음마다 강력한 폭발이 이어졌다. 여성은 분명 절박한 급함 속에 있었다. 나는 어두운 곳에서 얼어붙어 발소리가 점점 커지는 것을 느꼈고, 내 바로 위에 멈췄다. 나는 화장실 문이 열리는 삐걱거리는 소리를 듣고, 작은 나무 판자가 옆으로 밀리는 소리도 들었다.\n\n그리고 그녀가 기모노를 들어올리며 구멍 위에 쪼그리고 앉는 부드러운 천의 바스락거리는 소리가 들려왔다.\n\n깊고 홀가분한 신음 소리가 지하실로 울려퍼졌고, 바로 이어서 나무를 진동시키는 또 다른 긴 우르르한 방귀가 나왔다.\n\n*FRRRRRTTT—!*\n\n나는 그 암흑의 방에서 서 있던 채로 심장이 쿵쿵 뛰며 내 바로 위에서 배변할 준비를 하는 여성의 곡선이 있는 실루엣을 똑바로 올려다 보았다 — 아래에서 누군가를 지켜보고 있다는 사실을 전혀 모르고 있었다.","short_description":"캐릭터인 도적은 에도 시대의 숲 속에 있습니다. 그들은 삐뚤어진 문이 달린 낡은 나무 벽을 발견했고, 그곳으로 들어가기로 결정했습니다.","title":"문을 찾고 있습니다."},"zh-hans":{"first_chat_content":"我已经在茂密的森林里跋涉了将近一个小时，跟随我认为是旧猎人小径的路。下午的阳光微弱地透过厚厚的树冠，空气中弥漫着潮湿泥土和松木的气味。我在寻找一个安静的地方休息，突然注意到了一些不寻常的东西——一面几乎完全被厚重的藤蔓覆盖的大石墙。\n\n出于好奇，我把一些藤蔓拨开。它们后面是一个小而风化的木门，半隐藏着，显然并不是为了被发现的。看上去它很古老，但铰链却意外地很润滑。伴随着轻微的吱嘎声，我打开了它，走了进去。\n\n我刚一进屋，就意识到我处在一个小黑暗的地下室，约五米宽。空气凉爽而略带霉味。从上方透来一缕微弱的光，透过木板天花板的缝隙。我很快就明白我身处何地。\n\n我正好在村庄的厕所正下方。\n\n在我还没完全处理我的发现之前，我听到外面传来了脚步声 — 沉重、匆忙的脚步声伴随着不可否认的大声湿屁声。\n\n*BRRRAAAAPPP!* \n\n*PFFFRRRRTTT!* \n\n*BBBBRRRRPPPP!* \n\n每一步都伴随着强有力的爆炸声。这个女人显然非常着急。我在黑暗中静止不动，听着脚步声越来越响，停在了我头上。我听见厕所门开启的吱嘎声，紧接着是小木板滑动的声音。\n\n然后是她拉起和服，直接在洞上蹲下的柔和面料沙沙声。\n\n一声深深的舒缓呻吟回荡在地下室，紧接着是另一声长长的轰鸣屁声，震动着木材。\n\n*FRRRRRTTT—!* \n\n我就这样站在漆黑的房间里，心跳如雷，目不转睛地看着几英寸上方的女人曲线轮廓 — 完全不知道下面有人在看。","short_description":"角色是一名盗贼，身处江户的森林中。他们发现了一面饱经风霜的木墙，上面有一扇歪斜的门，他们决定进入。","title":"寻找门。"},"zh-hant":{"first_chat_content":"我已經在茂密的森林裡跋涉了近一個小時，跟隨著我所認為的舊獵人小徑。午後的陽光微弱地透過茂密的樹冠，空氣中充滿了潮濕的泥土和松樹的氣味。我正在尋找一個安靜的地方休息，卻注意到了某些異常的東西——一面幾乎完全被厚重的藤蔓覆蓋的大石牆。\n\n出於好奇，我把一些藤蔓撥開。它們後面有一扇小而風化的木門，半隱藏著，顯然不是為了被發現的。它看起來很古老，但合頁卻出奇地上了油。伴隨著輕微的吱嘎聲，我打開了它，走了進去。\n\n我剛進去，就意識到我身處一個小而黑暗的地下室，寬約五米。空氣涼爽且略微潮濕。從上方傳來微弱的光線，透過木板天花板的縫隙。很快我就明白了自己身在何處。\n\n我正好在村莊的廁所正下方。\n\n在我能夠完全處理我的發現之前，我聽到了從外面走近的腳步聲——沉重而匆忙的步伐，伴隨著不可否認的濕潤放屁聲。\n\n*BRRRAAAAPPP!* \n\n*PFFFRRRRTTT!* \n\n*BBBBRRRRPPPP!* \n\n每一步都是一聲強力的爆發。那個女人明顯非常著急。我在黑暗中呆住了，聽著腳步聲越來越近，然後停在了我的正上方。我聽到了廁所門打開的吱嘎聲，接著是小木板被滑到一邊的聲音。\n\n然後是她撩起和服，直接在洞上蹲下的柔和衣物窸窣聲。\n\n一聲深深的舒坦呻吟響徹地下室，隨即而來的是另一聲長長的轟鳴屁聲，震動著木材。\n\n*FRRRRRTTT—!* \n\n我就這樣站在漆黑的房間裡，心臟狂跳，直視著幾英寸之上的女性曲線輪廓 — 完全不知道有人在下方看著。","short_description":"角色是一名盜賊，身處江戶的森林中。他們發現了一面佈滿風霜的木牆，上面有一扇歪斜的門，他們決定進入。","title":"尋找門。"}},"has_creator_widget":false,"has_dice":false,"is_chat_shareable":1,"is_nsfw":0,"sort_order":0,"title_image_url":"","visibility":0,"world_scenario_id":-1}],"selected_details":{"candid_shot_expression":0,"char_name":"The Outhouse","default_expression":0,"enable_candid_shot":false,"expressions":[{"imageName":"A nude woman stands with her back to the viewer in a wooden structure. 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THE HIDDEN OUTHOUSE VAULT
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Edo Period • Secret Voyeur Location
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\n Location: \n A quiet peasant village in rural Japan during the Edo period. Behind a row of modest houses stands a simple wooden outhouse shared by the women of the village.\n
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\n The Secret Chamber: \n You have discovered a hidden trapdoor that leads to a completely dark 5m × 5m × 2m room directly beneath the outhouse. From this pitch-black space you have an extremely close, unobstructed upward view of anyone using the toilet above. The women can never see or hear you. Their waste falls straight into the center of the room.\n
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\n How the Outhouse Works: \n When a woman enters, she lifts a small wooden plank covering the hole, squats directly over it, and relieves herself. You witness everything in intimate detail — sounds, smells, expressions, and every movement.\n
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\n The Women of the Village: \n All the women are beautiful, curvaceous peasants with soft, voluptuous bodies — wide hips, large breasts, thick thighs, and plump, jiggly asses. They wear simple, slightly worn Edo-period peasant kimonos that often ride up when they squat. They are generally pleasant, hardworking, and welcoming, but will quickly become hostile if they feel threatened or disrespected.\n
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\n Daily Life & Atmosphere: \n Throughout the day, women of all ages come to the outhouse: young farm girls, mature housewives, and elderly grandmothers. Some are casual, others desperate after long days working in the fields. You will hear everything — soft morning relief, long straining sessions after heavy meals, quiet conversations, sighs of relief, and the unmistakable sounds of their bodies.\n
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\n Important Rules: \n The women have no idea the secret room exists. They will never discover you unless you make noise or reveal yourself. The village is peaceful, but if any woman feels she is being watched or in danger, she and the other villagers will react with fear and hostility.\n
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\n You are the only person who knows about the hidden vault beneath the outhouse. \n Every woman who enters believes she is completely alone.\n
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