Vol. 5 Chapter 8.5

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny

Yui-chan is surprisingly stubborn.

Although she says that she works as a servant, that’s just a facade. In reality, it’s just a matter of not making Yui-chan’s mom feel inferior when my step-father protected her.

My step-father seemed to express his desire for Yui-chan’s mom to return to the entertainment industry, and if she’s willing, he would support her enthusiastically.

So I was thinking more of welcoming her as a guest, but──…

“As a maid serving Ojou-sama, I will devote myself wholeheartedly. When we do something, we aim for the top. Master the path of the maid! We will lead the world of maids. Okaa-sama, we will ascend Maid Hill without looking back.”

“Yes, that’s right, Yui-san~.”

Yui-chan is full of motivation and Yui-chan’s mom claps her hands cutely.

Well, probably Yui-chan’s mom isn’t really thinking about anything.

Anyway, whether it’s a hill or a path or a world, I wish they’d focus on just one. It’s too messy and distracting.

“Well… but you don’t have to wear maid uniforms or anything.”

“I refuse! The maid uniform embodies the soul of a maid, I have heard it. Since I receive a salary and work, I won’t discard that soul.”

But in reality, the maids in my place don’t really wear maid uniforms or anything like that.

The part-timer Tanaka-san, whom she addresses as [senior maid] also wears her own traditional Japanese apron.

When I mentioned this, she responded with a mysterious answer, [That Kappogi is a maid uniform!]

‘Hmm, I see… Oh, that’s right, it is a maid uniform. Sorry, sorry… Well, it’s just too much now.’

For that reason, Yui-chan was becoming a bit difficult for me to handle.

‘It’s strange…that kind of character should be my exclusive domain…’

Things were getting out of control.

On the way to school for supplementary lessons, she’s still walking three steps behind, clutching my bag to her chest.

“Yui-chan, it’s hard to talk when you’re walking behind me…”

“No, a servant would never walk side by side with Ojou-sama.”

There used to be servants in her family as well, but I wonder if they were treated like this? The inherent Ojou-sama and someone like me, a former commoner trying to be an Ojou-sama, might be different in terms of our mental makeup.

“…or rather, you don’t need to accompany me to my supplementary lessons.”

“No, Mai-Ojousama. I will always stand by your side and do my utmost to ensure that you never experience any inconvenience. That is the role of a maid. While you are dedicated to your studies, I will be waiting in the hallway. If you need anything, please feel free to let me know.”

‘What’s with this embarrassing play…’

Feeling quite fed up, I finally arrived at school. I noticed three women walking toward the sports field ahead. All three of them are wearing tracksuits but they stand out remarkably. They are not visible to the students.

Two of them are foreigners with blonde hair. Walking just behind them is another person with green-dyed hair. Catching a glimpse of their profiles, I involuntarily looked away.

‘…Teruya!? Why? Why is she here of all places?’

When I looked back behind me, Yui-chan also had a look of astonishment.

Come to think of it, she’s also in the track and field club. It’s only natural for her to know Teruya.

‘Why is Teruya here…? Is she planning something? Could it be related to Anna-senpai, like trying to get revenge on Fumi for what happened…’

Anna-senpai’s arrest was caused by Fumi breaking into the agency, so it wouldn’t be strange if he held a grudge.

“Yui-chan, I have a favour to ask right away… Can you watch over Teruya for me? Just while she’s at school.”

“Teruya -senpai? Why would you want that?”

“I think Teruya might be holding a grudge against Fumi. So, I’m thinking she might be trying to get back at her or something…”

“Against… Ki, Kijima-sama?”

“Un.”

“Well, that’s a serious matter. Leave it to me. I will definitely catch her tail and show you!”

“Her tail… it’s not like we’ve decided on that yet. Don’t jump to conclusions. Don’t push yourself too hard and if you think it’s dangerous, retreat immediately.”

“I understand!”

Somehow, Yui-chan’s character seems to be getting more and more lost, but anyway, this kills two birds with one stone. While she kept an eye on Teruya, I’ve also successfully avoided this embarrassing play.

×××

“I’m back!”

Towards the late afternoon, Yui-chan returned home.

Since she hadn’t shown any signs of returning after going to watch over Teruya, I had gone home ahead of her.

“Welcome back! So, how did it go about with Teruya-senpai?”

Asking that, Yui-chan responded with a slightly excited tone.

“It was amazing!”

“What was?”

“Love! It’s all about love! The reason Teruya-senpai came back was to confess to the man she loves!”

At the mention of 『the man she loves』 I understood.

‘I see! It’s Kasuya-chi!’

I see, that makes sense then.

She had an intense obsession with Kasuya-chi. After learning that Misuzu had broken up with him, she came back to make her move on him.

According to Yui-chan, in the morning she had been coaching the sprinters in the track and field club but suddenly started behaving suspiciously around midday.

She locked herself in the restroom for a while, then emerged wearing a neat white dress and headed towards the back of the school building. There, she met with a boy. Yui-chan doesn’t know Kasuya-chi personally, so she couldn’t confirm but there’s no doubt it was him.

“While the young man seemed perpetually moody and disinterested…Teruya-senpai expressed her feelings fervently… In the end, they linked arms and left the school through the back door.”

Yui-chan gazes dreamily into the sky.

She gives off the impression of a maiden in love. She seemed to be picturing someone she had feelings for.

But, well, forgive me, there’s no boy more wonderful than my Fumi.

×××

“N, N-chu, Chu-…”

I followed the instructions and undressed, then knelt between Junichi-sama’s legs as instructed, letting my tongue crawl on his dick.

This is the first time seeing a live male dick. My sister and I lost our parents at a young age, so I don’t even have memories of seeing our father’s dick.

It’s incredibly grotesque and has a strong, raw smell.  But I still loved it when I thought it was a part of Junichi-sama.

I licked it with my tongue as I was told, and my heart was beating wildly just by taking it in my mouth.

My blood was pumping so fast that I felt like my head was boiling.

A love hotel behind the station. A room at La Vian Rose. The first love hotel I entered had a vibe very similar to what I’ve seen in dramas. Right now, pink lights are illuminating Junichi-sama and me.

My expression reflected in the mirror is completely debauched. On the other hand, Junichi-sama’s expression doesn’t reveal much. Perhaps, due to having more experience, he possesses a certain level of composure.

“Nchuu, churuuru, juruuru, juruuru, nnfuhu…..”

I want him to feel good. With that in mind, I desperately continue to suck on Junichi-sama’s dick.

Sex with Junichi-sama, the dream I had even during my sleep. Thinking that I’m about to give my first time to him, I became so excited that my head was spinning.

But──…

“Ow!?”

Suddenly, Junichi-sama grabbed my hair tightly and let out a low groan.

“…Oi, bitch. How’s my dick?”

“H-How?”

“Is it big? Is it small?”

Even if he says things like that, I can only be confused as I’ve never seen a male dick before. I don’t know whether it’s big or small.

‘…Oh, I think men feel pleased when you say it’s big, right?’

“O-Oh, it’s big…”

The moment I answered with a shy look, Junichi-sama’s expression underwent a swift change.

The previously indifferent look in his eyes was replaced by flames of anger and deep furrows appeared on his forehead.

“Eh, aah, wha…kyaa!”

He released his grip on my confused hair and suddenly kicked my shoulder.

I fell onto the carpeted floor.

“Liar, you damn bitch! You’re mocking me, aren’t you? Even in your belly, you’d be laughing at how small I am right? You little shit!”

“T-That’s not…!”

“Shut up!”

Junichi-sama straddled me on the floor, then raised his hand high.

“Hiii!?”

And then, out of fear, I choked on my voice. He repeatedly slapped my cheeks, the sound echoing through the room like explosions.

“S-Stop, I-I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”

The sound of the slaps reverberated. My desperate apologies were completely ignored.

“I won’t let you make a fool out of me! Laugh at me if you dare! I’ll kill you!”

“S-Stop, it hurts, I-I didn’t, I didn’t mock you! It’s, because it’s my first time, a-and a guy’s dick! I-I don’t know if it’s big or small!”

As I screamed desperately, the hand striking my cheek stopped.

“Heh, your first time, huh? Don’t lie, you moron!”

Saying that, he grabbed my breasts and twisted them forcefully.

“I-It hurts, plea-se, it might, it might tear!”

I twisted my body in desperation. With his face pressed against mine, he twisted his mouth.

“Oi, you damn bitch! You want to belong to me, right? You said I can do whatever I want, didn’t you!”

“I-I-I did.”

“I don’t care what you do to me, I just want you near me. You were the one who said that, right!”

Saying this, Junichi-sama got off me then he positioned himself between my legs, placing his hand on his own thing.

“W-Wait, not yet…”

Neither my mind nor my body are prepared.

But he clenched his fist and punched my stomach.

“Shut up!”

“Ugeehhh!?”

A bestial, guttural sound escapes and a sour taste floods my mouth from deep within my throat.

‘Painful, painful! Why? Why is this happening?’

The cheek that was hit earlier throbs with heat. My mouth is also cut and I can taste blood. Tears overflow naturally.

“P-Please, a-at least, on the bed…”

“What do I care, you moron.”

He spits out those words to my pleading, then forcefully thrusts himself inside.

“Ah, it hurts, it hurts, guh, guuuu, it hurts so much!”

A sensation as if my body is being torn apart, a stabbing pain crawls up my spine.

Clenching my teeth and digging my nails into the carpet, I arch my back.

“Ugh… uuhh, ughh, ugh…”

Words fail me. Along with my tears, only sobbing spills out.

“What’s this? I thought it would be looser. Surprisingly tight, huh?”

Saying that, he mercilessly began to move his hips.

“Giiii! It hurts! It hurts so muuuuch!”

The pain is unbearable. The freshly formed wound is being rubbed fiercely and involuntarily, my screams burst forth.

Suddenly, Junichi-sama raises his hand again and strikes my cheek.

“Don’t make such a dull voice, you moron! Moan, moan like [ahn ahn!] Say it feels good! You damn bitch!”

“S-S-Stop, don’t hit m-me! Hiiii, ahn, ahn! It feels goooood!”

I was desperate. I screamed as instructed. But still, Junichi-sama’s mood only worsened.

I no longer knew what to do.

“You’re just fooling around! Damn bitch! You’re not even feeling good, yet you act like you are! Making fun of me!”

Shouting this, Junichi-sama puts his hand around my neck and starts choking me.

‘Ch-Choking, it’s painful, I’m dying!’

Being strangled without mercy, I frantically flail in the air.

“Ju-Junichi-sama, pl-please, s-stop, I-I’ll, di-die… uugh.”

“Hahaha! Strangle your neck and your pussy tightens up, you damn bitch! Listen, you piece of meat! If you want me to keep fucking you, tighten your pussy hard for me!”

“Hya, hyaaaiii, guuuuuu, gahah, kahah!”

Junichi-sama mercilessly thrusts his hips while exerting force on my neck.

His gaze is vacant.

The eyes directed at me seem to be looking at someone other than me. That’s the feeling I got.

My mind is hazy and my consciousness is fading away.

The pink lights flicker on and off. My vision gradually darkens.

Just as my consciousness is about to be swallowed by darkness, there’s a sensation of Junichi-sama releasing his essence inside me. That’s what it felt like.

×××

“Perfect… it should be perfect.”

I, Takata Takaka, changed into a light blue bikini and looked back at the pile of DVDs on the table.

I spared no time and watched all the DVDs.

To be honest, I thought my mind might go crazy.

Sexual intercourse is meant to confirm love and a sacred act to propagate offspring.

And yet, the girls appearing on the screen were intertwining their bodies with men as if it were a recreation.

They were impolite and familiar, devoid of any sense of chastity.

And yet, the men participating in the scenes seemed to delight in their behaviour.

‘What I know about sexual intercourse…is completely different.’

My encounters with Kobayashi-sensei were hidden secrets of quiet nights. That’s the impression I had. Sensei was gentle and our acts seemed like poetic exchanges of confirming each other’s love.

I entrusted myself to him, responding to his advances with the innocence of a bird. That’s my memory. It might have been slightly idealised.

But even though it was the same sexual act, the girls on the screen were completely different.

They straddled the men, demanding things like [deeper] or [move your hips more] taking pleasure like savages while mocking the men and toying with them.

When I try to recall, I feel kind of weird.

I shake my head vigorously and tell myself.

‘I’ll pretend I didn’t see the explicit parts! I should focus on their attitudes and way of speaking!’

I peer into the mirror and stick my tongue out provocatively.

Thinking about how some of the girls in the DVDs had piercings on their tongues, I wonder how they would have talked.

“It’s so good, seriously~. Like, super hot, lol. Sooo sexy, ～?”

I say it out loud and twist my neck.

What does [sexy] mean? I’m not really sure. Probably something like [awesome] or [impressive].

Their way of laughing is with a big open mouth, like [gyahaha] When talking to guys, they seem friendly and teasing.

After a bit of simulation, I nod vigorously.

The gyaru makeup I was taught yesterday is spot on. Of course, I don’t think I’m as skilled as Rena-san but looking at myself like this, I might be quite cute too.

It’s alright. Today’s the day to escape from last place… no, to aim for first place.

I need to become capable of getting first place quickly, or I’ll be in trouble. There’s no extra time.

It’s okay. I’m a hard worker. I’ve always been described as such on my report cards, aiming to be an example for everyone since elementary school.

If I work hard, things should work out somehow.

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