Chapter 237 Narumi Honoka ⑲*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”How long has it been since I put my arms through these sleeves…?” Honoka asked.
”Heh, yeah. You’re right,” I replied.
Honoka, dressed in her school uniform, gave a bashful smile. Even so, the sheer volume visible through the fabric was truly staggering. We were in a classroom at the school we had attended before the teleportation¹. The setting sun shone through the window, as if to announce the start of after-school hours. This classroom was a room prepared by the old man – the self-proclaimed God. Apparently, he had digitized and traced this exact room to go out of his way to set the stage.
I thought a love hotel might have been better, I mused, but apparently, this was Honoka’s request. Something about the “situation” being important. I agreed with that, but why a classroom?
”It’s so nostalgic… though I say that, it’s only been about a year,” Honoka said, looking around the room as if lost in memory. The scenery outside the window was identical to the original, but there wasn’t a soul in sight. Inside and out, it was just Honoka and me.
The old man had stepped out, claiming he had no interest in peeping at other people’s business.
”Um, Goshujin-sama². There’s something I want to say to you again,” Honoka said.
”What is it?” I asked.
”Goshujin-sama… I’m so sorry for the horrible things I did to Sasaki-kun. I was a terrible person. Instead of helping Sasaki-kun while he was being bullied, I just watched from the sidelines and laughed. I was the lowest kind of girl…” Honoka said, bowing her head deeply.
She had already apologized for that, but it seemed she still carried the regret. Even so, the things Honoka had done and the fact that I had been hurt remained unchanged. I had no intention of forgiving her. Therefore, my answer remained the same.
”Yeah. I won’t forgive you. I never intended to,” I said.
”Yeah, I figured…” Honoka whispered.
”That’s why I’ll continue to never forgive you (I’ll love you) and I’ll keep giving you your punishment (love),” I added.
”Eh?” Honoka asked, looking up.
I tilted Honoka’s chin up with my finger, pulled her close, and shared a kiss. It wasn’t our usual deep kiss, but a light one where only our lips brushed.
”Nng… thank you, Goshujin-sama. Thank you for never forgiving (loving) a girl like me…” Honoka said.
Her cheeks were wet with tears, but she was smiling happily.
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My tongue intertwined repeatedly with hers as I sought her out, forgetting even to breathe. When we finally pulled apart, a thin silver thread of saliva snapped between us. Honoka’s eyes were moist, her expression one of pure ecstasy.
”Haa… Goshujin-sama. I still have one regret. That’s why I asked God for this specific place,” Honoka said.
”There’s more besides how you treated me? Tell me,” I asked.
”Yeah… I regret that I couldn’t give my virginity to Goshujin-sama. Since I gave it to Koganei, I… I’m sorry I couldn’t give you my first time,” Honoka muttered.
I couldn’t exactly say “is that all?” I personally didn’t care about her being a virgin or not. I wasn’t some obsessive over that stuff. But to a girl, it seemed to be a big deal. Giving your first time to the person you love was a critical matter. For me, however, it was a non-issue.
”You don’t need to worry about -” I started.
”That’s why… I had my hymen regeneration³ done,” Honoka interrupted.
…Wait, what?
”So, Goshujin-sama, please take my virginity,” Honoka said.
She hiked up her skirt, revealing blue and white striped panties. The fabric was sparse and dangerously low-cut. If she hadn’t been completely smooth, things would have definitely been visible.
”Well, if that’s what Honoka wants, I’ll take it,” I said.
”Ehehe, thank you, Goshujin-sama,” Honoka replied, kissing me again.
She looked so happy that I decided to stop arguing.
”Honoka, I’m taking your clothes off. Or do you want to do it yourself?” I asked.
”No, you do it,” Honoka whispered.
I undid her uniform buttons one by one. As the fabric fell away, her bare skin was exposed. Her bra matched her striped panties. I reached around and unhooked it, letting it drop to the floor as her heavy breasts bounced freely. I cupped them from below, kneading the soft flesh.
”Nng… Natsumi-kun… you’re being so gentle today…” Honoka moaned.
”Did you want it rough?” I asked.
”No, I like this too… Natsumi-kun,” Honoka replied.
Being called “Goshujin-sama” while we were both in uniform felt a bit off. Though, hearing it from such a cute girl was hardly a complaint.
”Honoka, I’ll allow you to call me by my name, just for now,” I said.
”Really?! Yes! Natsumi-kun!” Honoka cried out.
She seemed overjoyed by the permission, repeating my name over and over.
”Natsumi-kun… ah, touch my n**ipss… yes, just like that. Natsumi-kun! It feels so good. Natsumi-kun, Natsumi-kun, ahh!” Honoka moaned.
I enjoyed the soft, fine-textured feel of her breasts, but that wasn’t enough for her. I slid my hand into her panties, teasing her cleft with my middle finger while rolling her clitoris with my thumb.
”Ah! Right there, Natsumi-kun! That feels amazing! Ahh!” Honoka cried out.
I silenced her with a kiss, my tongue dominating her mouth. Attacked in three places at once, her face flushed and her breathing turned ragged. Her eyes were glazed with pure lust; she was completely ready. A wet, squelching sound filled the air as I worked her inside. Even a little stimulation had her overflowing with love-juice, soaking my fingers and her panties alike.
”Look, Honoka. You’re so wet. You really are a little slut, aren’t you?” I whispered.
”Nng… that’s… because Natsumi-kun made me this way,” Honoka panted.
”Oh? So it’s my fault?” I teased.
”No, it’s because I love Natsumi-kun so much. Do you… hate me like this?” Honoka asked.
”Hardly. I love it,” I replied, continuing to worship her body with my tongue and hands.
”Nngh! Natsumi-kun… ah, right there! It’s too much! Ahhh!” Honoka screamed.
She shuddered violently as she climaxed, her body arching off the desk. She was always so easy to set off. Of course, only I could make her go like that. Honoka slumped against the desk, gasping for air.
”Haa… Natsumi-kun… I want you. I want your c**k inside me,” Honoka whispered.
”You want what?” I asked.
”Uuu, you’re so mean. I want Natsumi-kun to take me. Please, take my first time,” Honoka begged.
I guessed her past with Koganei was something she wanted to overwrite. Even if it was technically her second time, to her, this was the one that mattered. I pushed two desks together to give us more room. I laid Honoka down and spread her legs wide. I pushed her panties aside, revealing her dripping, ready p**sy. I shed my own clothes, exposing my erection.
”It’s… so big… hahh,” Honoka whispered, staring at me with wide eyes.
She had become quite the nymphomaniac. I suppose I was the one who trained her that way, so I had to take responsibility. If taking responsibility meant breaking her “new” hymen, so be it. I pressed my tip against her entrance. Her body seemed to reach out, desperate for the connection.
”Honoka, here I go,” I said.
”Yes, come inside. Take it all,” Honoka replied.
I pushed in slowly. She was hot and tight, squeezing me as I advanced. Then, I hit the resistance. She really had regenerated it.
”Natsumi-kun… all at once… please,” Honoka urged.
I did as she asked, driving home in one steady thrust. I felt the snap of the membrane as I buried myself deep against her womb.
”Nng! Ahhh! It hurts… it hurts, but it feels so good! I’m so happy… now everything belongs to Natsumi-kun. My virginity, my heart, everything. I’m so happy,” Honoka cried out.
She didn’t seem bothered by the pain; in fact, she looked blissful.
”You know, back then, I never even thought about doing things like this with anyone else. I hated the idea of it. So really, I’ve given all my ‘firsts’ to you, Natsumi-kun. Are you happy?” Honoka asked.
”Whether I’m happy or not, I get it. You’ve given me everything. It’s… a lot to take in,” I said.
”Yeah! I’m so happy! Natsumi-kun! I love you! I love you!” Honoka screamed.
Seeing her this happy made the whole ordeal worth it.
”I’m moving now,” I said.
”Yes! Ah! Natsumi-kun, it’s so big… it feels amazing! I don’t need anything else but you! I’ll be your s*x slave⁴ forever, as long as I can feel like this! Ahh!” Honoka moaned.
If that’s what she wanted, I’d give her more. With every thrust, I imagined her sensitivity doubling.
”Ah! Ahh! It’s too much! I’m going! I’m going again! Ahhh!” Honoka screamed.
Every time she peaked, her walls clamped down on me like a vice. Her face was completely melted, the expression of a woman lost in pleasure.
”Ahiii! I’m so happy! Natsumi-kun, I love you! I love you so much! I’m c**ming! I’m c**ming again! Making me feel like this… it’s wonderful!” Honoka wailed.
She babbled through her climax, her words slurring together. I didn’t mind. I aimed for her most sensitive spots, striking deep. She wrapped her legs around me, locking me in as her body was wracked by wave after wave of orgasms. The rhythmic slap of skin and the wet, messy sounds of their union filled the classroom.
”Ah! Ah! Natsumi-kun! It’s incredible! Are you… are you feeling it too?” Honoka gasped.
”Yeah, I’m feeling it,” I groaned.
”Ehehe… I’m so glad… hahhh!” Honoka chirped.
I was at my limit.
”I’m coming, Honoka!” I yelled.
”Yes! Give it to me! Fill me up! I’m going tooooo!” Honoka screamed.
I erupted inside her, filling her deep. Honoka clamped down, refusing to let even a drop escape until I was finished. I held her waist tight, emptying myself into her womb.
”Hahhh… Natsumi-kun… I can feel you inside me… it’s so warm…” Honoka whispered, pulling me down for a kiss.
She looked so incredibly precious. This was why I could never forgive (stop loving) her. Even if our relationship was twisted, it was ours.
* * *
Honoka cleaned me up afterward, her expression one of pure contentment. But then she looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
”Um, Natsumi-kun… I’m still not quite satisfied. So…” Honoka started.
She slid her panties down to her knees and turned around, spreading her cheeks to show me her anus without a hint of shame.
”I want you to take this ‘first’ too,” Honoka whispered.
I had no reason to refuse. In the end, I thoroughly enjoyed every inch of her.
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Summary:
Natsumi and Honoka share an intimate encounter in a simulated classroom environment created by the ‘God’ figure. Honoka confesses her deep regret for her past bullying and her previous s*xual history with Koganei. To ‘reset’ their relationship and show total devotion, she reveals she has magically regenerated her hymen to offer Natsumi her ‘first’ time.
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Trivia:
- The classroom is a digital trace/data reconstruction of their original world.
- Honoka requested the classroom setting specifically for its emotional weight.
- The ‘Old Man’ God character explicitly avoids watching human s*xual acts.
- Natsumi uses a dual-meaning psychological approach: punishment equals love.
- Honoka has been ‘trained’ by Natsumi to be highly sensitive to his specific touch
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Character Insight:
Honoka demonstrates an extreme form of submissive atonement, viewing her body as a vessel for Natsumi’s satisfaction to erase her guilt. Natsumi shows a calculating dominance, accepting her ‘first time’ while maintaining a stance of non-forgiveness as a form of eternal emotional binding.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘hymen regeneration’ is a common trope in dark revenge isekai to ‘purify’ a heroine who had a previous antagonist as a lover, catering to specific reader demographics.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Honoka – Petite, cute “transistor‑glamour” girl with high‑level healing magic, built like a tiny bomb of lewdness and huge breasts. Started as a cold‑hearted slave mocking Sasaki, then flipped into full devoted “Goshujin‑sama” maid mode, obsessed with his scent and desperate to bear his child. Used to be Hidaka’s obsession, later violated by Sugita, which left her furious and tightly protective of the protagonist. Bashful smiles, but the second anything touches him she goes nuclear. Usually in a sleazy maid outfit, the anti‑aesthetic to Lotte and Nadja’s clean uniforms.
• Sasaki – The protagonist, 168–171 cm and 57–59 kg, with a baby face hidden by black bangs. Once bullied and thought dead by the Sugita gang, he now fights as the gladiator Seven. Wielder of Snatch and Time Compression, he’s the hidden source of many curses and a shapeshifter. Dressed in green scale armor with a blood‑red muffler, he wields dual longswords.
• Koganei – Height 166 cm, weight 56 kg. A mood-maker in the baseball club. He was only after Honoka’s body and worked with Oshiro to steal her from Akiyama.
• Natsumi – The protagonist. Height 168 to 171 cm, weight 57 to 59 kg. He has a baby face, but he hides his eyes with his bangs. He was bullied by the Sugita gang just because his name sounded like a girl’s name.
• Maki – Slender, sharp eyes, no wasted fat girl, lackey of Reika.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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