Vol. 1 Chapter 2.1

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

Uncomfortable distance

When I reach the classroom, I sit down in my seat and begin to quietly observe my surroundings.

My seat is at the very back of the classroom. One next to the window. It’s a position from which I can see the whole classroom.

The classroom is not much different from usual.

The noise before morning homeroom. Several groups are gathered in different groups, chatting and laughing.

As I leaned on my elbows and gazed blankly at the scene, my mind drifted back to last night’s lasciviousness of Kurosawa–san.

Sweaty white skin, dishevelled black hair, sweet breath. Her high-pitched, charming voice.

She must have lost her mind. Just before she lost consciousness, she had gone crazy to the point where she herself was begging for vaginal ejaculation.

‘I violated Kurosawa-san, didn’t I? …… me’

When I became aware of this again, I instantly felt a tingle in my lower stomach.

I finally graduated as a virgin. And it was with that Kurosawa-san, the man all the boys were longing for.

If it were allowed, I would boast about it loudly. I want to tell the whole world about it. Such desires are rushing in. When I realise, my crotch is tense and I bend over in a hurry.

I perched on my desk and pretended to be asleep.

I was feeling a little out of the ordinary. Apparently, the effects of that nutritional drink were still lingering.

In fact, even though I hadn’t slept a wink…… and had been fucking her all night, I felt lighter than usual. I would rather fuck her more. I even want to go home now and hold her.

Lili said I was brainwashing her into liking me that way. Is such a thing really possible?　If it really did happen…..

The girl who looked down on me so much is sweet on me, wetting her eyes. Imagining such a figure, I unintentionally sniffled wildly.

The next time I see her, I’m sure her cognitive impairment will have been resolved, so I don’t think she’ll be as obedient as she was last night, but I wonder what she’ll be like in the future. I can’t help but look forward to it.

That’s just as well, because of this level up, I can now create up to four rooms.

In other words, excluding the room I’m using for Kurosawa-san, I can use three more rooms at the same time.

It would be possible while brainwashing Kurosawa–san, I can capture three more people at the same time.

There are still more people to take revenge against.

‘Kasuya-kun, Tachioka-kun, Fujiwara-san and their underlings..? Come to think of it, Masaki-chan is also……’

“Alright, everyone, take your seats!”

While I was looking around the classroom to see who my next target should be, the opening chime sounded and my homeroom PE teacher, Gorioka, entered the classroom.

“Aa–. I heard that Kurosawa hasn’t been home for a few days. If anyone knows anything about that, please tell me.”

As soon as homeroom started, those words suddenly came out of Gorioka’s mouth, and I jumped involuntarily.

‘Calm down, calm down …… me. There’s no way they’ll find out…’

As I looked down, Tachioka-kun, who has long hair, said, [Eh, seriously!] and the classroom was in an uproar. The classroom was filled to overflowing with whispering voices.

I look around and everyone is glancing at Kasuya-kun. That’s, well, that’s probably understandable.

Kasuya himself remains staring at the blackboard with a discouraged expression.

The students’ murmurs are so loud that Gorioka says, [Quiet!] and bangs on the teacher’s desk with the attendance register.

In the end, no one knows where she is, and Gorioka, in turn, is questioned by the students.

“Aa–noisy! Anyway, the police have come to talk to us, so those whose names have been called should leave class and head for the headmaster’s office!”

Finally, Gorioka said so and broke off the conversation.

In the morning, the guys in Kasuya-kun’s group were called by name one by one, and in turn went to the headmaster’s office and came back.

Although they don’t say it out loud, they exude a somewhat excited look in their demeanour. They seemed excited by the unusualness of having a classmate missing and being interviewed by a detective.

Except for Kasuya-kun.

Of course, I was never called by name.

When lunchtime came, I was still observing my surroundings while pretending to be asleep at my desk.

The topic of conversation was exclusively about Kurosawa-san.

I heard people talking about how they had seen someone who looked like Kurosawa-san at a certain station, but only I knew that it was just a misunderstanding.

There is no way in the world that they will ever find out about that secret room. That’s why I have this leeway. With an indescribable sense of superiority, I turn my attention towards Kasuya-kun again.

He was clearly irritated. The atmosphere was such that Tachioka–kun and the others were not by his side, as if he would come at them if they spoke out of turn. The only one by his side is Fujiwara-san.

Blonde side-tail tied back with a shocking pink elastic. Her blouse is wide open at the breast area and her short skirt almost reveals her underwear if she bends down a little. Mai Fujiwara is a black gal with bare feet, shoes and flashy make-up.

I thought that she was Kurosawa–san’s follower, or to put it another way, she was like a goldfish. That’s why I felt quite uncomfortable at the sight of Kasuya and Fujiwara talking without Kurosawa–san.

“She’ll be all right. Misuzu is a very strong girl.”

“But…….”

Cheer up, Kasuya. I’m here for you.

She now pulls her chair over to Kasuya-kun’s seat, leaning close to him and acting as if she is comforting him.

‘Aree? Isn’t there something wrong with the distance?’

It may not seem comforting to the onlooker, but would she hug a man who is not her boyfriend, pat his head, or be that goofy?

No, I know. However, I know that it is limited to good-looking men.

As I was looking at her and pondering, I happened to turn and look directly at Kasuya-kun.

‘Aa–shit.’

By the time I thought that, it was too late. He must have found a place to vent his frustration.

“Don’t look at me, bastard!”

He suddenly threw a plastic Coke bottle with its contents towards me.

“Hiuu!!”

I was thrown back by the strong impact. A sharp pain on the right side of my forehead and stars scattered in front of my eyes.

The plastic bottle hits me directly in the forehead, bounces across the floor and hits the wall. The Coke bubbled inside the clear bottle and I let out a moan, holding my forehead as I almost fell off my chair.

“uuUuu”

This is no different from being hit by a stone. Then I could feel a slimy feeling in the palm of my hand.

‘Aa…… there’s blood.’

Reflexively glaring in Kasuya-kun’s direction, he raised his voice.

“What’s with that eye! Aaa!?”

“Hii…..”

I’m still scared when he scares me like that. When I hurriedly looked away, I saw a man and woman in suits walking towards the parking lot outside the window. Perhaps that was the detective.

Behind me, I hear the sound of Kasuya-kun clicking his tongue. The classroom, which had been quiet and still, was filled with murmurs.

“You’re worried about Kurosawa-san……poor Kasuya-kun.”

“Kimojima, read the air!”

What I hear are voices of sympathy for Kasuya-kun and condemnation of me.

‘Is it my fault? I’m bleeding here. What’s wrong with this world, is it buggy?’

Holding the wound on my forehead with a handkerchief, I made up my mind.

‘I won’t hesitate to involve other people in this, I won’t hold anything back.’

Kasuya-kun would be the last one. I decided to make him feel miserable with all my might.

I then turned my eyes out of the window again and looked off the backs of the detectives, who would be wasting many more steps and their time in the future.

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