Volume 2-4: Sasuke Onui’s battle against his troubles.

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  I started my day in this manner…

　The feeling of shame and my abdomen soaked of fluids !

　When I woke up and washed my dirty shorts, I wanted to crawl into a hole if there was one.

　I had lost the trust I had worked so hard to build in myself.

　In other words, the wise man has been reduced to nothing more than a savage.

　Seriously, if I were to give in to my lust and rape Kotono, she would have a scar that would never heal.

　I think Kotono trusts me in her own way, even though she calls me a slave and all that.

　　It is painful to have one’s body violated, but it must be even more painful to have one’s trust betrayed.

　But if things continue as they are, I’m sure I’ll push her over the edge. And it will be soon that such horrible mistake is made.

　I thought about it seriously for many days.

　I think I’m the only high school student who has ever thought so seriously about masturbation.

　I knew I had to do something drastic to relieve my pent up desire.

　And I finally came up with the ultimate solution.

　To put it bluntly.

　I would m********e in Kotono’s bed while smelling her scent.

　It was called “The Greatest Operation in History”.

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　I read a lot of books on psychology in order to overcome my sexual desire. They say that the more you push down your desire that appears in your dreams, the more it loses its way out, and one day it will explode.

　It wasn’t wrong for me to m********e to suppress my lust for Kotono, but it was a wrong effort for me to try not to think about her.

　I added a new duty to my routine.

　In addition to every morning and evening, I would do it in bed when she was not home, sniffing her. This was the only time I could ravish Kotono in my fantasy.

　If it’s a fantasy, it won’t hurt her. If I can quiet my libido with it, then all the better.

　But there is a risk involved.

　So I had to aim for a time when she would never come home.

　I also had to deodorize the room so that she wouldn’t notice me.

　The time was not a problem.

　Kotono didn’t go to school, but she had a set schedule for most of the week.

　Three days a week, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, she studies with a private tutor.

　On Tuesdays and Thursdays, she practices her violin, which she has been learning since kindergarten.

　Every Wednesday afternoon, I attended a reading group for the visually impaired.

　I also studied English and French, so I was quite busy.

　Twice a month, on Sundays, she goes with her parents to a classical concert at a public hall.

　This was a welfare concert organized by the foundation that Tatsuhiko had created for his daughter, and the purpose of the concert was to provide visually impaired people with an opportunity to enjoy good quality live music.

　The concert attracted a lot of attention because it featured famous performers and singers, and people from as far away as Tokyo came to listen to the concert. The event was free of charge, and when there were too many people who wanted to attend, they were chosen by lottery.

　Kotono is usually very reluctant to go out, but she did attend the concert organized by the foundation her father had created for her.

　In other words, this was the only time to go for it.

　The only thing left to do was to find the right smell. I searched the Internet and found a bio-based deodorant spray that was supposed to break down any smell.

　I searched the Internet and found a bio-based deodorizing spray that was made from cow urine.

　”I had given up on the cat pee smell, but now it’s gone!”

　or

　”The smell of cigarette smoke in my car disappeared”

　I was amazed that the smell of cigarettes in my car disappeared!

   The reviews where overwhelmingly positive.

　Okay, okay, that’s it.

　The product I ordered arrived two days before Kotono’s departure on Sunday, and I waited in anticipation for the moment to execute the operation.

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