Nawatobi Academy——
In the first-year Class D classroom, Chisato sat on her chair in a daze.
In just one night, her life had changed drastically. The feeling of being taken by Mu Xiaoxiao last night was still vivid in her memory. The dazed girl reached out and touched her belly with a troubled expression.
Still lost in thought, Chisato turned her head and looked toward the back... Her seat was in the middle of the front row, while Mu Xiaoxiao's seat was the last one by the window. Behind it stood the cabinet for miscellaneous items and the trash can.
His seat was empty. Mu Xiaoxiao hadn't come to school in the morning, which relieved Chisato's nervousness a little.
She was afraid of him.
No matter what, after last night, the two who had never communicated in class before—she could no longer ignore him.
"Chi-chan~"
"Chi-chan?"
"Chi-chan!"
The yelling in her ears finally brought her back from her daze to reality. She turned to see the short-haired girl beside her staring with concern. Chisato quickly smiled. "Makoto, what's wrong?"
This cute, beautiful girl with short blue hair was named Himemiya Makoto—her good friend.
Her chest was also huge.
"Nothing's wrong with me, but something's clearly wrong with you." Makoto sat across from her, noticing her friend's frequent distraction. "What have you been thinking about? You didn't even respond to me."
"It's nothing..."
Leaving Mu Xiaoxiao's house that morning, Chisato had tried to confess to her mother. But just like on the phone, she couldn't say anything unfavorable to him. Not just her mother—even at school, in front of her best friend, she couldn't tell the truth.
Her body seemed cursed.
"Could it be that your confession was rejected? That Senior Yuuto?" Makoto knew her friend liked the boy from the track and field club in the senior year. The only reason for Chisato's depression would be him. "Heartbroken?"
"No." The more Chisato denied it, the sadder she became. It wasn't that she'd been rejected—but to a certain extent, it was a broken heart.
Buzz——
A LINE message arrived. Chisato tensed, thinking it was from Mu Xiaoxiao. But when she opened it, she found it was from Senior Yuuto. Relief washed over her.
[Chi-chan, let's meet under the cherry blossom tree next to the playground during lunch break.]
Senior Yuuto...
Senior Yuuto was a track club member—gentle, athletic, good grades. In short, he was popular with girls. Chisato liked him. Though she hadn't confessed, she could feel it.
Senior Yuuto liked her too.
If nothing had happened, they would surely have ended up together. A beautiful two-way connection. But that was in the past. The girl held her phone with a complicated expression. Now, she was someone else's property—
"Mu Xiaoxiao!"
The yell from behind scared her so much she nearly threw her phone across the room. She was so startled she might have PTSD from that name. Chisato whipped her head around and saw a boy and girl confronting each other at the classroom's back door.
The boy was Mu Xiaoxiao, of course. He'd finally come to school? She'd thought he'd keep skipping class.
As for the girl—she was a pretty silver-haired beauty with smooth, tender features, red pupils shining like jewels, and her uniform perfectly fitted.
Silver hair and red pupils—the kind Asians loved.
But her expression wasn't pretty. She glared viciously at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was about to enter the classroom, milk carton in hand.
"What's the problem?"
Slurp—
Mu Xiaoxiao sucked his straw and asked lightly.
"The problem? You almost ran into me, you know?!" The silver-haired, red-eyed girl planted her hands on her hips aggressively. "What's wrong with you? Don't you watch where you're going?"
The girl named Kisaragi Anna was beautiful, but her personality was a major issue. She was one of the class gyaru—most students didn't want to provoke her.
Hearing her undisguised anger and provocation, Mu Xiaoxiao curled his lips playfully and released the straw. "Kisaragi... are you deliberately picking a fight?"
"Deliberately picking a fight? Hmph—"
The commotion didn't attract much attention. After all, Kisaragi Anna was known as a troublesome gyaru. But Chisato, who knew Mu Xiaoxiao's true nature, was terrified watching them.
Kisaragi Anna has some nerve, provoking Mu Xiaoxiao like that. She's doomed.
With this thought, Chisato silently mourned for her.
"So what if I am picking a fight? It's still your fault."
"Then what do you want?"
"An apology. And preferably compensation..."
Mu Xiaoxiao stood before her, smiling gently. That warm smile was like a spring breeze. Anyone watching would think he was a nice guy trying to avoid trouble. They wouldn't know he'd already dismissed Kisaragi Anna's words entirely.
Straight into the trash.
Before Kisaragi Anna could finish, Mu Xiaoxiao abruptly extended his hand. "I understand. I don't want to make a big deal out of this. Don't worry about it, Kisaragi. Let's just shake hands and make up."
"Huh? Did you even hear what I—" Did this man even listen to me?!
Before she could finish, her words caught in her throat. The girl's expression flickered constantly as she found her speech suddenly out of control. "I understand."
"It was my fault. Mu Xiaoxiao, please don't be angry."
W-What's going on?!
Not only her speech—her body moved automatically. Facing his outstretched hand, she actually took the initiative to shake it.
"Who wants to shake hands with him?! What's wrong with me? Why am I apologizing to him? This is ridiculous!" Kisaragi Anna gritted her teeth angrily, about to explode at her own words.
Then, in the next second, her face flushed blood-red. She swallowed all her outburst.
W-What... what's happening? My body...
The moment they touched—the instant her skin met Mu Xiaoxiao's—an electric current surged through her. That tingling sensation traveled along her palm, all the way into her heart. Her body trembled imperceptibly.
An inexplicable desire kept rising.
This—what IS this?!
The girl was stunned by her body's abnormal changes. She wanted to pull her hand back, but her heart resisted. Mu Xiaoxiao wasn't even gripping her—yet she couldn't let go.
The blush spread from her face to her ears and neck, staining large patches of skin red. She opened her mouth to speak—but only an ambiguous gasp escaped. Her sharp eyes from moments ago now glazed with a watery sheen.
Sparkling. Flowing with spring.
Her body—beneath her trembling form, waves of pleasure washed over her. Her slender white thighs under the short skirt quivered slightly. Inside her skirt, unseen by anyone, her panties grew wetter by the second.
"You—"
Kisaragi Anna pressed her lips tightly together, fighting to suppress any more ambiguous breaths.
It's so strange... my body feels so strange~
"What's wrong with me?" Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the hand she still gripped. "Oh? You're blushing! What's wrong, Kisaragi? Are you sick?"
"I—"
How should I answer? 'My body feels weird'? Kisaragi bit her pink lips, stubborn. "No!"
"Oh? If you're fine, then—" Mu Xiaoxiao's smile remained pleasant. "But you don't look quite right. Since you're okay, can you let me go now?"
He gestured at her hand still holding his.
But the silver-haired beauty not only didn't let go—she gripped tighter. Internally, she was going crazy. I WANT to let go! Who wants to hold your hand?! But—but—I CAN'T!
Brush!
Just as she panicked, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled his hand away. The silver-haired girl's pupils contracted.
"Ah!!"
Don't misunderstand—nothing changed with her body. She simply lost her support and collapsed to the ground.
"Kisaragi? That's dangerous." Mu Xiaoxiao caught her, preventing the gyaru's fall—but also pulling her completely against his chest.
An ambiguous embrace.
[Kisaragi Anna]
· Strength: 6
· Agility: 5
· Wisdom: 5
· Physique: 5
Her attributes were slightly higher than Chisato's, but still within Mu Xiaoxiao's control range. Her abnormal body and behavior? All from [Absolute Control] .
That's the terror of Absolute Control. Not just physical control—but control over the five senses. He was using it to make her experience orgasmic pleasure.
"I'm getting more proficient with my abilities."
But afterward, he played innocent. Facing Mu Xiaoxiao's guileless expression, Kisaragi Anna had no idea her body's strange reactions were his doing.
Nestled in his arms, held close, a boy's breath washing over her face...
At this moment, the class gyaru felt only shame and annoyance. She wanted to leave—but the surging pleasure in her body grew stronger. She even started having bold thoughts, shocking herself.
Kisaragi Anna, you've lost your mind!
"Kisaragi, you're so hot. Are you sure you're not sick? Should I take you to the infirmary?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked innocently, face full of concern.
He felt the softness and warmth of the girl's delicate body in his arms—pliant, almost boneless. Her faint fragrance mingled with hormonal scents, stirring the most primal impulses.
The softness of her chest pressed against him. Amazing texture.
Look at this arrogant silver-haired, red-eyed gyaru now—coquettish, tempting, seducing one to sin.
Kisaragi Anna's strong pride made her grit her teeth, using sheer willpower to push away from Mu Xiaoxiao. She wanted to curse but couldn't. Finally, she choked out, "N-no need!"
Shame! Shame!
I actually—
Sigh...
Trembling, she retreated to her seat and lay face-down on the desk without a word, burying her head in her arms. Watching this, Mu Xiaoxiao shrugged, a flash of amusement in his eyes. He walked to his chair and sat down.
Sensing a gaze on him, he looked up—just in time to see Chisato hastily withdraw her eyes. He raised an eyebrow.
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"What's wrong with me?"
Even after separating from Mu Xiaoxiao, the feeling in her body hadn't subsided. Tortured by sudden pleasure, Kisaragi Anna was going crazy.
The gyaru had never experienced intimacy between a man and a woman. Suddenly encountering this situation left her not only confused but panicked.
Yet her body's longing and comfort obsessed her.
Her thighs under the desk pressed together, rubbing lightly—dissatisfied, desiring. She quietly slipped her hand under her skirt. Kisaragi Anna's eyes, forehead pressed against the cold desk, nearly dripped with want.
She hummed charmingly.
"Why is my body like this?" She didn't understand. So she immersed herself in her clumsy self-touch.
Her panties were soaked.
All of this—Mu Xiaoxiao saw. Besides him, Chisato also noticed. Though Chisato didn't know exactly what happened, she saw the gyaru's retreat.
She knew Mu Xiaoxiao must have done something.
Still as terrifying as ever...