Chapter 3: Nightmare ③

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Translator: Soafp

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This was the photography clubroom.

Only Nagasawa-senpai and I remained.

He left the corsage on his chest as it was and placed the file containing his graduation certificate on the desk.

“Yo, you're here.”

What was he so amused about?

Nagasawa-senpai wore a thinly sinister smile, the corners of his lips curling upward.

Then he picked up a Leica digital camera that had been in the corner of the room and slung his arm around my neck.

“Take a good look.”

He pressed the power button at the top.

The LCD screen slowly lit up.

He manipulated the camera's buttons and brought up a single photo.

“Ugh…”

On the screen was unmistakably Yuzuki.

She was in what seemed like a room in a ryokan, her face flushed bright red, her eyes meltingly gazing at the camera.

Her yukata was undone, her legs spread loosely as she lay there.

Between those legs, evidence of conquest flowed vividly.

“You… you've actually done it, huh? Honestly, I thought she was a virgin.”

“Y-you…!!”

“But you always wore a condom, right? I just kindly showed you what it's like without one.”

I glared at Nagasawa-senpai.

But he remained unbothered—actually, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

“I've been with many women, but damn, none compared to Yuzuki.”

“Stealing someone else's girlfriend and saying stuff like that…!!”

“Now, now, calm down. There's more to see.”

He pressed a few buttons and brought up more photos.

Maid outfits, nurse outfits, Santa, bunny, cheongsam, sailor—just the costumes alone were dizzying.

Yuzuki, dressed in them, performing oral, serving with her chest, receiving on her face, blindfolded, handcuffed, using adult toys, even her a*s being played with.

No location was spared—bathroom, clubroom, toilet, rooftop, classroom… even my own room appeared.

The Yuzuki in these photos was someone I didn't know.

“Man, she was worth it. Cute face, big ch*st, tight… really fun to mess with.”

“Ugh…!!”

“And later, she even begged me to come inside her. Oh, and this one—she was in her casual clothes on a date with you when I called her over. She came flying, saying ‘hurry up and finish!'”

Seeing Yuzuki in her casual clothes from our date, accepting Nagasawa-senpai's member… I collapsed to the floor.

Yet he crouched down and whispered into my ear, as if to deny even that.

“I heard, you tried to take her to a love hotel, but she said she was tired and didn't go, right? She wasn't really tired. It was because I came inside—”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!!”

I grabbed Nagasawa-senpai by the collar.

He remained calm, casually holding my wrist with ease.

The difference in strength was overwhelming.

Like a child being handled, my grip was effortlessly pried away.

“Don't you feel ashamed, taking someone else's girlfriend like this!?”

“Seems there's a misunderstanding, but I didn't really take her, you know?”

I wept uncontrollably as he spoke.

“I just borrowed her. I'll give her back now. Oh, yesterday was a risky day, so I went all day inside her. Didn't even give her the pill on purpose. If she's pregnant, you better raise it properly, got it? Well, I'm off now.”

When he released my wrist, I fell to the floor like a thrown doll.

I realized my crotch was embarrassingly swollen.

A deep, dark self-loathing crept up.

“Damn it…”

What could I do now?

What should I have done?

No—did I even have the power to do anything in the first place?

“Daaaaamn it―――!!”

Cursing was all I could do.

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“Haa… haa…”

When I woke up, the morning sunlight was blinding.

I wasn't in the clubroom—it was my familiar room.

Everything I had just seen had been a nightmare.

Even worse than yesterday's.

“I really am hopeless…”

My underwear was soaked.

I had… gotten aroused by those photos.

Even more than the anger at her being taken, the desire in me to try such lewd acts with her had won out.

I had never hated myself this much.

“Damn it!”

I slammed my fist against the wall.

No matter what, the things I had to do hadn't changed.

It wasn't time to give up.

I had to somehow prevent that worst-case future.

Steeling myself, I got up from the bed and took off my underwear to change.

But at that moment—

“Ren! That was a loud sound, did you hit something—”

“Ah.”

Yuzuki had burst into the room.

She must have mistaken the wall-punch sound for something else and come to check.

She slightly blushed as she spoke.

“Um… you were… doing some self-service pretty vigorously, huh?”

“No, that's not it.”

Normally, I would have brushed it off and sent her out.

But a troubling thought crossed my mind.

“Yuzuki… could you just do it once with your mouth?”

“Huh? You did it yesterday.”

“…You don't want to?”

“Well… your thing is huge, and my jaw and mouth hurt, and the taste and smell… it's a bit…”

I clenched my fist hard.

Even though she had done it with Nagasawa-senpai's…

But I shook my head immediately.

That was the future Yuzuki.

It made no sense to blame the present one.

“…Sorry, just joking.”

“Ah, ah—right? You said it so seriously I thought you meant it~”

I awkwardly laughed and pushed her out of the room.

I changed and sat on the bed.

How had Nagasawa-senpai managed to manipulate Yuzuki?

What was different about him from me?

Was my appeal as a man inferior?

I struggled to hold back the tears threatening to spill.

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At school, after school, I kept recalling that nightmare, writing it down in my notebook.

Anything to get a hint to prevent the worst future.

Even remembering made my chest ache, but I managed to find one clue.

After club activities, when Yuzuki came to my room as usual, I asked her.

“Does the photography club go on a summer trip? Like, reserve a ryokan?”

“Ah, yeah! We all go shooting in the summer. Two or three nights. How'd you know?”

I couldn't say I noticed because of the first photo Nagasawa-senpai showed in the nightmare—Yuzuki in a yukata.

“I heard it from Takagi.”

“Really? Does Takagi want to join the photography club?”

“Who knows. He always spreads whatever rumors he hears.”

“Ah, I see!”

Yuzuki chuckled.

Thanks, Takagi. Your usual meddling actually helps here.

“Ah, I'm really looking forward to it! Apparently, we're going to a breathtaking spot.”

“…Hey, Yuzuki.”

I knelt on the bed, head bowed deeply, and said.

“Please… don't go on the summer trip.”

“…Huh?”

“I'm begging you. Please!”

Maybe it didn't sound like a lover's request.

But to prevent that horrifying future, I had to do whatever it took.

“Ren, what's wrong? Before, I didn't let you interfere with club stuff so much. You've been acting weird lately.”

“You don't seem to think badly of Nagasawa-senpai… but I'm still uneasy. I know it's selfish, but still…”

I didn't know if the summer trip would really trigger anything.

Still, I wanted to eliminate even the slightest chance.

Yuzuki scratched her cheek, looking troubled.

“The trip fees are already paid… Sorry, Ren. I don't think I can agree to that request.”

“I'll pay instead. Or, hey—let's go on a photography trip, just the two of us this summer. That'll work.”

“No… it's not about the money. It'd be inconvenient for the other club members… and I'm serious about taking photos, okay? I'm not going to cheat or anything.”

Her passion for photography was real.

I expected that.

She wouldn't waver.

But another feeling rose.

—She says she's going seriously for photography, yet behind the scenes, she's doing… that with Nagasawa-senpai.

I almost said it out loud, but I swallowed the words.

I averted my gaze and spoke with a trembling voice.

“…Sorry. Forget what I just said.”

“Ren, I'm not refusing your request because I don't want to. You understand, right?”

“…Of course.”

“Um… you're sulking because I refused your morning request, right? I'll do it now, so cheer up.”

“It's not like I'm mad about that…”

“See, you are mad. If there's anything else you want me to do besides the trip, tell me. I'll do anything.”

Anything?

Really?

Before feeling joy, doubt immediately crossed my mind.

“Then… after receiving it with your mouth, don't spit—swallow it instead.”

“Eh…? That's a bit… Can't it be something else?”

Her expression clearly showed disgust.

I couldn't force her.

Still—just the thought that Nagasawa-senpai might have been special to her crossed my mind.

“Then, I'll save that request for later.”

“Y-yeah. Got it.”

“I'll take you home now.”

“Eh…? It's not that late yet. If it's not swallowing, I'll do it with my mouth.”

I shook my head.

“Sorry, I'm not in the mood today.”

That was undeniably my honest feeling.