Chapter 9: It’s so l*wd, isn’t it? It’s the best!

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Translator: Soafp

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About a week had passed since I drove away the stalker who had been following Honma.

Since Honma was directly involved, the police apparently questioned her about various things. From what she had learned, it seemed the man had turned himself in just as I had ordered him to.

“Um… Apparently, he seemed somewhat strange, but his answers were clear. But after some time had passed, he began denying the allegations… The police officers apparently found it unsettling too.”

Even after that incident, I continued seeing Honma.

Well, it was a one-sided relationship where I hypnotized her, called her out, and did whatever I wanted. But during those times, just like with Aisaka, I heard various updates about what had been going on in her life.

“Good morning, Senpai.”

But there was one unexpected development.

She had started talking to me whenever she saw me, even when she was not hypnotized.

“…Well, in a way, I'm like her benefactor.”

I had overlooked the fact that trying to hypnotize a second person while one person was already under hypnosis would cause the first person to return to normal. I never expected Honma to regain her senses and follow me all the way to the police station.

In Honma's eyes, I was an upperclassman who had somehow driven off her stalker. Every time we met, she said she wanted to thank me.

“Hmm. This is the perfect opportunity to get close to a girl, but… I really don't need any thanks.”

Without the power of this hypnosis, I could never touch a girl. If I tried touching the real, clear-minded Aisaka or Honma… just imagining it was terrifying.

“What are you muttering about?”

“You really have been doing that a lot lately.”

I told Akira and Shogo to shut up.

The hypnosis app was certainly extremely powerful, but precisely because of that, it had flaws—or rather, there were things it could not quite handle.

It was an incredible power, but I needed to prepare for unexpected situations like what had happened with Honma.

“Keeping the phone fully charged is an absolute must.”

What would happen if the hypnosis ended while I was messing around with one of the girls?

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing, Senpai…?”

The imaginary Aisaka and Honma stared at me with eyes that seemed desperate to kill me.

Considering what I was doing, they would be justified. But that was exactly why I had to be careful to make sure it never happened.

“I don't want to worry my sister or my family.”

Talk about hypocrisy.

Then class began as usual. Since everyone in the classroom was seriously listening to the lesson, it was extremely quiet.

Of course, I was not making noise either. I was properly copying what was written on the blackboard into my notebook…

But my mind was completely filled with thoughts of my next target.

“Saika Agatsuma… kukuku.”

After Aisaka and Honma, the next one would be the girl from the neighboring class whom everyone called “Plain Girl.”

I could not deny that she looked plain, as everyone said. And maybe she was socially awkward—her gloomy manner and lack of interaction with anyone around her were certainly questionable.

But I knew something.

“Girls like that are always secretly incredibly sexy. It says so in the Kojiki.”

In pure romantic comedies and in erotic manga across many genres, the trope of the plain-looking girl actually being very s*xual was something every boy had seen.

That did not necessarily mean it was true, and this was real life—but I believed it, Agatsuma!

“What are you muttering about, Masaki-kun? Solve this problem.”

“Leave it to me.”

Naturally, I solved the problem properly.

After that, I could hardly wait for the school day to end, but I desperately held myself back, trying to calm my impatience.

And finally—

“All right, everyone, be careful on your way home. Class duty.”

“Stand. Bow.”

I immediately gathered my things and was about to leave the classroom when someone stopped me.

“Hey, wait up, Masaki.”

“Yeah?”

“…!”

The one who called out was the classmate who had previously complained about why Aisaka had invited me.

He was probably annoyed because I had been talking with Aisaka lately, but I did not have time to waste on someone like him.

Maybe because my desire to get to the erotic stuff was too strong, my voice came out lower than usual. Apparently, I even glared at him.

“…It's nothing.”

“Fine. Later.”

I heard the sound of a desk being kicked behind me, but I immediately headed toward Agatsuma.

Her classroom was next door, so there was no need to rush that much. Still, my heart insisted that I had to satisfy this curiosity today.

“…Oops.”

“Ah… I'm sorry.”

It was as if fate itself had arranged it: I bumped into Agatsuma just as she was about to leave her classroom.

She apologized timidly and tried to walk straight past me, but I opened the hypnosis app.

“Wait.”

“…Okay.”

Hmm. I was starting to get used to saying “wait” like a villain.

Even though she was in the neighboring class, we only had any contact during things like PE. The girls especially looked at us strangely, but it was not something I cared about.

I left the school with Agatsuma in her hypnotized state and headed for her house—

—but before that, I was going to have a small taste.

“Is your house this way?”

“Yes.”

“Then there was a park nearby. Let's stop there.”

“Okay.”

…Agatsuma's manner of speaking was rather flat.

Maybe it was because she was hypnotized, but even then, her voice seemed remarkably lifeless. It was as though there was no will behind it.

“…Well, whatever.”

It was not as if every girl I encountered would have some hidden landmine like Aisaka cutting herself or Honma being an extreme m*******t.

“All right, let's sit here.”

“Okay.”

We sat down on a bench in the park.

While watching small children playing soccer in the distance, I looked toward Agatsuma, who was staring directly at me.

“I'm going to touch you.”

“Okay.”

Without hesitation, I reached for Agatsuma's chest—and then—

“…What?”

I was unbelievably shocked.

The softness in the palm of my hand was wonderful, of course, but what surprised me even more was the size.

I had only ever seen her slouching, so I had never noticed it. But it seemed she had something even more impressive than Aisaka.

“What cup size are you?”

“H.”

“…Of course it's H.”

So the girl everyone called “Plain Girl,” Agatsuma, had an incredibly erotic body after all.

The shock nearly left me speechless, but taking advantage of her hypnotized state, I pressed my face into her chest.

It felt wonderful in a way completely different from both Aisaka and Honma, and I could smell a faint trace of perfume. Seriously, why did girls always smell so good?

“This is incredible. Hurry up and take me to your house, Agatsuma.”

“Okay. I understand.”

Inside, I was already trembling with excitement.

Agatsuma led me to her house. The moment we went through the entrance, I sensed—only for an instant, truly only for an instant—a slightly lonely atmosphere.

“Where are your parents?”

“…I don't think they'll be home yet.”

“I see.”

There were signs that people lived there, of course, but it still somehow felt lonely.

We went on to Agatsuma's room, but it was so clean that it felt somewhat sterile and unwelcoming.

Still, that plain atmosphere did seem to fit the image I had of her.

“All right, then. Let's have you take off your clothes right away.”

“Okay.”

She undid the ribbon at her chest and slipped out of her uniform jacket, leaving herself in her shirt.

Only her shirt and the bra beneath it remained to cover her. At that point, her size stood out even more.

“Come on, hurry up and take it off.”

“Okay.”

Agatsuma obeyed and took off her shirt…

At that point, I froze.

“…Hey, Agatsuma.”

“What?”
“I was too excited and overlooked it at first, but… what are those bruises on your stomach, arms, and thighs?”

Her body was marked with countless bluish bruises.

They were the kind of bruises people often got after being hit hard or striking something forcefully. I waited for Agatsuma to answer, already fearing the worst.

“…My father hits me. My mother doesn't help me either.”

“…”

I see. This time, it seemed she was being abused and subjected to violence.

“…Sorry, time-out.”

“??”

Because there was no one here besides Agatsuma and me, I raised my voice and shouted:

“Why does every girl I set my sights on have some kind of serious problem!?”

Was this hypnosis app controlling me instead?

Was it manipulating me so that I would meet girls with hidden issues? Was I imagining it? Hey, this was actually starting to scare me!