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「Onii-chan」
「Hmm?
What is it? Saori-chan」
「It's
nothing...... Ehehe」
Saori-chan
smiled softly as she lowered the corners of her eyes.
Currently,
I'm on my way to school, holding hands with Saori-chan.
I've
heard that I used to escort her to school when we were in elementary school,
and that she and I are childhood friends who live in the same neighborhood.... but
to be honest, I feel quite uncomfortable saying that.
After
all, I didn't remember her.
Right
now, a week has passed since the day I rushed into the office.
Saori-chan
started school today, and all the other girls will probably start coming to
school around today.
Looking
back on the past week alone, the situation around me has changed, although I
wouldn't go so far as to call it a drastic change….
The
special news program also caused a tremendous stir on school.
In
this age of declining birthrates and an aging population, securing students is
one of the biggest challenges in running a school.
At
such a time, if the school becomes the stage for a large-scale kidnapping, even
if the school was a victim, and a TV commentator calls it a “terrible school”,
the negative image will be fatal. It's not something that can be erased.
A
decrease in the number of applicants for the next school year is inevitable,
and if the number of applicants decreases, the deviation value will decrease,
and if the deviation value decreases, the number of applicants will decrease
even more.
It is
frequently misunderstood that schools are for-profit businesses that sell the
product of education, rather than charitable organizations. If the student
population falls, the school will lose revenue and may even go bankrupt.
Naturally,
the board of directors was furious.
And
unable to hold the kidnappers accountable for their actions, they turned their
attention to the students who had caused the problems.
As a
result, the assault on me by the soccer club's first-year students was
thoroughly investigated as a case of assault, and Kasuya-kun and the first-year
students involved were suspended indefinitely. They were also banned from
participating in official games for a year.
Of
course, the members of the club who had nothing to do with the incident were
not happy about it.
Their
anger was naturally directed at Kasuya-kun and the others. After all, they will
not be able to return to the soccer club any time soon.
On the
other hand, Teruya-san, the kidnapper's younger sister, appears to have left
the dormitory and submitted a withdrawal notice to the school the day after the
special news program aired.
I
don't know where she went after that, but there is an unverified rumor that she
was seen working at a girls' bar in a neighboring prefecture.
So how
was I treated? Well, I was far from being treated like a hero, but I think I
was treated a little better.......
However,
at best, the name “Kimo-jima” has been changed to “Kijima-kun”.
And rather
than being a popular person, many people, especially boys, think that I'm a
dangerous guy who would run into a yakuza's office by himself, so they avoid me.
Originally,
I didn't have any friends, so I wasn't affected, but if I did have friends, I
would have lost them in a second.
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It was
a very dangerous situation.
On the
other hand, as for the girls...... I honestly don't know. My impression is that
more and more girls are returning my greetings.
Fujiwara-san
also said, “I don't like it when more and more people start paying attention to
Fu~min. Even if they realize Fu~min's value now, it's too late!” But, unfortunately,
I don't feel that way at all.
On a
side note, if it's about my girls, I actually have a bit of a problem.
My
favorite princesses have all been sent home, and Ryoko is absurdly busy right
now. However, I just can't go days without embracing a girl.
So,
for the past week, I've been putting all my sexual energy into Kyoko.
I
think I've been pretty reckless, but I like her quite a bit for sticking with
me even after all that recklessness.
However,
perhaps because of my daily recklessness, she no longer resists calling me
"Master," and she no longer complains face-to-face about the fact
that I force her to wear Lolita fashion all the time.
Maybe
I've broken her heart just a little bit.
Back
to the story..... She is Saori Moribe.
When
our gazes meet, she smiles back at me happily and softly.
......What
is it with these cute creatures?
She’s
a cute girl with bangs and shoulder-length black hair that has a gentle,
ladylike air about it. It's not as bad as Masaki-chan, but she’s still small,
baby-faced and has an infant shape.
She
seems to be quiet and timid...... and even I, who tend to be a bit of a S, was
tickled with the desire to protect her as if she were a Chihuahua.
It
seems that she was also one of the members of the track and field club that I
had confined, but I honestly don't remember.
After
all, Tashiro-san was the only one of the members of the track and field club
that I had met face-to-face. I don't think there was a girl like Saori-chan in
the club when I was selecting my favorite candidate from the club members based
on their mug shots.
So......
why am I going to school holding hands with such a girl? Well, last night she
came all the way to my house with her parents to say hello.
Her
parents also bowed to me at the door and said, “Thank you very much for
rescuing my Saori” which made me feel awful.
I'm a
criminal, after all.
When
her parents bowed, she, who had been blushing behind her mother's back, also
hurriedly bowed.
She
really is like a little animal. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy.
Then,
her mother asked me to help her.
「I'm
afraid she'll be kidnapped again...... Could you please accompany her to school
in the morning if it's not too much trouble?」
Going
to school with a cute girl can only be described as a reward.
So, I agreed without a second thought,
and I saw her expression light up.
「Then, starting
tomorrow...... please look after me....... Onii-chan」
I
seriously thought that I could eat three bowls of rice just by hearing her call
me “Onii-chan”.
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After
parting ways with Saori-chan at the school gate, I headed to my classroom.
When I
stepped into the classroom--
「Ah,
Kijima-kun, good morning」
「Good
morning!」
「G-good
morning.......」
Some
girls greeted me before I took my seat with the same gross scowl on my face.
Despite
the fact that I'm still act like that, I'm now being called cute instead of
gross, which is the most confusing thing that's happened to me lately.
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After
a while, Fujiwara-san came into the classroom and spoke “Hello~!” .
「Good
morning, Fu~min! Ehehe......」
She threw
her bag down on the seat next to me and clung to my arm, attaching her chair to
mine.
I
guess this is a usual scene for classmates.
But
then, a few minutes later...
「Fumio-kun,
good morning」
「Good
morning, Fumio」
Masaki-chan
and Kurosawa-san came into the classroom together.
The
two victims of this kidnapping case. It was the first day of school after the
kidnapping, so the atmosphere in the classroom instantly became tense.
However,
the girls didn't seem to care about the stares of their classmates.
Instead
of going to their seats, they came straight to me.
「Misuzu,
Masaki-chi! Good morning, I see you're coming today!」
Fujiwara-san
said, waving her hand in the air.
「Good
morning, Mai-chan」
While
replying to Fujiwara-san, Masaki-chan brought the chair next to me with “Unsho”
and sat down. Then, she clung to my arm, the opposite arm of Fujiwara-san.
「Huh!?
Wait, wait! Masaki-chi! What are you doing to my boyfriend!?」
Fujiwara-san
shouts out in astonishment at the sight of Masaki-chan's powerful breasts
engulfing my arms.
「What
exactly am I doing? Of course, I'd like to express my gratitude to him. It's my
way of saying thank you for saving me from the yakuza. Oh right, Fumio-kun also
loves me so much that he wrote me a love letter, so I thought he'd like it if I
did this for him」
「Love
letters are a thing of the past! He's my boyfriend now!」
「Well,
Mai-chan, shouldn't you be proud when your boyfriend is so popular with the girls?」
「Eh?
......Well, yeah, I guess so」
「So, it’s
not a problem. Come on, Misuzu-chan, let's do it too」
「Eh,
wait, wait!? Hey!?」
Fujiwara-san's
eyes were black and white as she was forced to deal with Masaki-chan's
incomprehensible logic.
On the
other hand, Kurosawa-san was somewhat fidgety.
「I-it's
not that I don't care about Fumio... But it's because I'm too embarrassed to do
it here...」
「Your
tsundere hasn't been cured yet, huh?」
「Don't
talk to me like I'm sick! I get it, I get it!」
With
that said, Kurosawa-san hugged me from behind with “Ei”.
「I-i-i-i-it's
not like I'm trying to get attached to Fumio, you know! Please don't get me
wrong!」
Oh, I
received the best tsundere ever. Thank you very much.
It's a
paradise of big breast, beautiful breast, and small breast.
Although
the boys' gazes are painful, there's nothing wrong with it.
But
when I listen to the voices leaking out from the girls...
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「He
saved their life, so it's only natural that they fell in love with him, isn't
it? It's going to be tough for you from now on, Mai-chan」
「Lately,
Kijima-kun is looking good. Kasuya-kun can't do anything about it if he's like
that, and Kurosawa-san might be thinking about switching」
「Ahaha,
it's kind of cute when Kijima-kun is embarrassed」
It was
surprisingly favorable.
Perhaps
she couldn't say anything strongly with these two as her opponents, but
Fujiwara-san jiggled her legs and spoke.
「Geez!
Both of you! You can do it until class begins! But once class starts, Fu~min is
all mine!」
In
other words, please stay away from him during class. Fujiwara-san said.
And
every time the break came, there was a similar exchange between Kurosawa-san,
Masaki-chan and Fujiwara-san, and the gaze of the classmates changed to a very
warm one.
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When
the fourth period class was about to start, Lili suddenly appeared in the air.
「Fumi
Fumi, head to the roof right now. It's time to help people!」
She
then smiled, baring her double teeth.
I've
got a bad feeling about this, especially when the devil tells me to help
people......
「Well,
you can leave it alone, Devi... But it's also kind of annoying to be depressed
by Fumi Fumi, Devi. Don't be shy, just bang her, Devi!」
「”Just
bang her”... Is that word intended to help people?」
「Well,
well, well, you'll see, Devi」
Yeah,
I don't get it at all.
But
since Lili went to the trouble of showing up at the school, there must be some
appropriate circumstances.
「Fujiwara-san......
I forgot to use the restroom. I'm gonna go now」
「Eh,
class is about to start, hey, Fu~min, I said Fu~min!」
I
shook off her hand and ran out of the classroom.
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「No way,
I can't… I can't do this anymore....」
My own
voice was drenched in tears.
I
muttered that with my hands on the rooftop fence.
The
events of that worst day are stuck in my head and won't leave me.
The
day I became invisible, the day I was nowhere to be found.
It was
the day after that special news program.
I had
planned to take a day off from school.
I knew
that if I went to school, the teacher would get mad at me. That's what I
thought.
But
then the terminator came to pick me up from my dorm.
「I will
never allow you to take a day off」
That's
what Fujiwara-senpai told me.
I want
to reject it. I thought to myself, but I knew there was no point in resisting.
So, I
reluctantly prepared myself and left the dorm room.
But I
was naive. Only the teacher would be mad at me? That's funny. That was not
going to be the end of it.
「Good
morning.......」
As I
entered the classroom, cold stares pierced me all at once. And when I turned to
look at them, they all quickly looked away.
「G-good
morning」
The
boy sitting next to me, who was always glancing at me, also silently looked
away.
「Oh,
um.......」
I try
to talk the boy seated in front of me, but he also silently walks away.
What......
is this?
As I
sat there, the sound of girls in my class talking reached into my ears. And it's
about me….
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「How
could she come? Isn't she an idiot?」
「......I
mean, she's got too much guts. If you get involved with her, you never know
what kind of accusations she will make against you」
「If
you're framed as a kidnapper like Kijima-senpai, it'll be a disaster......」
「Oh
right, she was called a sociopath. She can't read the atmosphere. Although everyone
hated her before, but she didn't understand it at all. She wanted to be admired
by men, so she was acting like a pretender」
That
day, I spent the whole day with my head down.
I
thought it was the worst.
But
that wasn't the bottom yet.
When I
returned to the dormitory, I found all my belongings had been taken out of the
hallway.
「What?
Why?」
I
asked the head of the dormitory who was there.
「Your
roommate said she didn't want to share a room with Fukuda-san. The other girls
all said they didn't like it either. Can you please move to a single room?」
And I
went upstairs to a room in the corner.
I was
moved to a windowless three-mat room that had been used as a storage room until
yesterday. There was no bed, just a set of futon. There was no other furniture.
It was
hopeless. I'm sick of it.
I
don't want to go to school. But despite my protestations, every morning a
terminator would forcibly come to pick me up.
「If you
don't do what I say, your family will be in trouble......」
No one
cared if I left class.
I
don't know how many days I haven't talked to anyone properly.
I'm
not going to ask to be admired.
But, at
the very least, please don't treat me like air.
「Maybe
I should just die....... I wonder if that would make me feel better......」
Through
the fence, I peered down from the rooftop.
I feel
like I'm being sucked in. There are a lot of students on the ground during gym
class right now. If I jump down, they will notice me right away.
I
wonder if the students who ignored me will feel a little guilty?
Or
will they laugh and say that it was a good thing?
But if
they're still indifferent to me...... that's not good.
Well,
that's okay. If it makes me feel better, it's...... good.
But at
the moment I put my toe on the fence to climb it--
「You've
gotten a lot worse in the short time I haven't seen youー」
I
heard a voice behind me.
It was
a boy's voice, a familiar voice.
I
turned around and there he was, that Kimo-buta.
「What do
you want......? isn’t it all your fault......?」
In
fact, I think I'm pretty miserable now.
My
hair is a mess. I don't take care of my skin at all. There's no point in
dressing up if no one will take me seriously.
「Are
you going to die?」
「Yes,
I'm going to jump. It's your fault」
It was
a strange feeling.
I
didn't want to see his face, but the fact that he was talking to me made me
happy. I was very, very happy that he answered me.
And
when he replied.
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「Hmm,
well, it's a waste of time, let me have a shot before you die」
Even
if the reply was such a lousy statement.
「Huh!?
Are you kidding me.....!?」
Kimo-buta
immediately grabbed my chest and forcefully held me against the fence.
「You're
in no position to talk back」
「I'll
tell you what! I'm going to tell them that you've been raping me!」
「You
know...... between you and me. Who do you think people will believe?」
「T-that's.......」
「They'll
just think you're crazy again, right? Nobody's going to believe you anymore」
「U-uuuu......」
I can
only droop. That's the truth.
The
next moment, Kimo-buta pressed his lips to mine.
「No......
Stop it....」
I
couldn't shake him off even if I wanted to.
He
twisted up my breasts with one hand, and at the same time his fingers entered
my skirt. His hands are incredibly experienced. I was terrified that as his
fingers crawled over my breasts and between my legs, my disgust would turn to
pleasure at a frightening rate.
「No,
don't...... An, P-please let me go...... ah, ah, ah」
The
next thing I knew, my underwear was pulled down and my breasts were bare.
（Why is
this guy so skilled at this......?)
「Are
you sure? You don't want me to stop? I'm the only one who cares about you
anymore, you know?」
「Eh......?」
「You
want me to stop?」
「But.........」
The
next thing I know, he's turning me away and holding my cheek against the fence.
「But,
no. There is no such answer」
Instantly,
something hard touched my crotch. The blood rushes to my face.
「Huh!?」
The
next moment, as if prying open my crotch, something entered me.
「Oh, it
hurts, noo, stop it, it's ripping, it's ripping!」
But he
doesn't stop. The more I bit his lip and tried to release his hips, the more it
slipped in.
And
then.
「Noo,
it hurts, it hurts, stop it, stop it......」
「You're
my onahole now」
I
screamed as I felt something ripped out of me.
I felt
a mixture of pain and heat. My body was on fire, and cold sweat was licking my
skin.
「It was
my first time...... you are terrible......」
As I
looked at the joint, my tears burning from the pain, I saw that Kimo-buta's
very thick object was buried up to the base.
「You've
got a terrible personality, but you've got a pretty good one here」
「Uuuuuu...
t-that's enough...... j-just pull it out already」
「Are
you stupid? It's sex until I move and come inside you」
「Don't
make it sound like a field trip...... Ouch」
The
slightest movement of the hips is enough to send a sharp pain through the
wound, as if salt were being smeared on it.
「It
hurts, I said it hurts」
No
matter how much I screamed and complained about the pain, Kimo-buta would not
stop moving his hips. My body felt as if it was being torn into eight pieces.
But.
「Good,
not bad. Rin's cunt is pretty good」
「It
would be so much cuter if you just stayed in my arms like this」
「Your
facial expressions are fake, but when you get fucked, you look amazing」
Whenever
Kimo-buta say this to me, I felt an itch in my groin, even though I was
uncomfortable, even though I was supposed to be uncomfortable.
