The morning sun slowly spread over the rooftops as a crowd of students walked down the sidewalk toward Kuoh Academy.
Yusuke Aoki walked with the crowd, his school bag casually slung over one shoulder. He took a bite of honey bread and let out a lazy yawn. "Damn, Mondays are tough no matter what world you're in," he muttered.
It was early morning. After staying up late playing games and searching online for ways to make money, the boy barely managed to wake up on time.
"It's been a week since I came to this world... I can't believe that I have to go to school again," he was Yusuke Aoki now, muttered and took another bite of the bread.
After he died, he woke up in a new body in Japan, in a strange place called Kuoh Town. At first, Yusuke thought he was hallucinating or losing his mind, but after a while, he accepted this new life.
His new life wasn't bad. He was reborn in a young body and owned an apartment inherited from his father.
His father died of deep depression after his mother dead in an accident.
-x-X-x-
"Yu-Kun~!"
Suddenly, a hand tapped his left shoulder, and a cheerful voice whispered in his ear. He turned around but saw nothing. When he looked back to the right, a finger poked his cheek.
"What are you thinking about, Yu-Kun~?" The voice's owner was so close that her lips brushed against his ear.
"Murayama?!" Yusuke was so surprised he almost spat out his bread. He turned around to see the beautiful girl grinning at him. "You scared me."
"Teehee~ Good morning, Yu-kun!" Murayama hugged her schoolbag behind her back, leaning forward until her face was dangerously close to his. "I saw your spaced-out look and just had to tease you~"
Her tongue stuck out mischievously.
"...Good morning, Murayama," Yusuke sighed and said with a forced smile. Watching their interaction, anyone could easily think they had known each other for a long time, but in truth, they had only met about five days ago.
Back then, Yusuke was just on his way to school when this girl suddenly decided to talk to him. It caught him off guard, but since she was in his class, he didn't want to be rude and replied. Since that day, they ended up meeting every morning and walking to school together.
But the weird thing was, Murayama was getting way too close for someone who'd only known him a few days. Yusuke wasn't exactly handsome or rich, just a bit above average and an abandoned kid at that. So why was a beauty like her choosing to hang around him like that?
He would absolutely never believe that this girl likes him; it had to be something else, maybe she was getting close to him for some reason.
Murayama leaned in until her breath warmed his cheek, poked his face with a mischievous finger, and stared at the bread in his hand with hungry eyes.
"...Yes, do you want some?" Yusuke resisted the urge to push her away as he asked. Don't misunderstand, it wasn't that he disliked the close contact. It just felt too strange. Every experience from his past life had taught him there was no way a woman would get this close without some kind of hidden motive.
"Really? Yu-kun is so nice," Murayama's eyes lit up. Without waiting, she snatched the bread from his hand and took a big bite. Holding her cheek, she murmured something too soft for Yusuke to hear clearly. "Hehehe~ So delicious, Yu-kun's bread is seriously good."
The two kept chatting as they walked, their conversation carrying them all the way to the school gates.
-x-X-x-
The day went by fast, and Yusuke slept through most of the classes, except English. That class had a hot young teacher who liked wearing black stockings, and that kept him wide awake.
"Yu-kun, wake up, class is over." Suddenly, Yusuke felt something sticky on his cheek. He opened his eyes slowly and saw Murayama's smiling face, her finger poking his cheek.
"Already?" Yusuke got up and touched his cheek, but it was dry. 'Strange, why did I feel something wet earlier? Maybe I was dreaming...' He packed his things and asked, "You have club activities?"
Club activities weren't mandatory at Kuoh Academy, but since the school was well-funded, most students joined clubs anyway. Yusuke, however, had no interest in joining. He figured the time spent on that could be better used thinking up ways to make money.
He might have been a loser in his past life, but he still had the experience of an adult. Maybe he could find some opportunities to invest in something or pick up some freelance work to earn some cash.
"Yes," Murayama said quickly, her cheeks slightly flushed for some reason. She hurried toward the classroom door, waved at him, and called out, "I'll be late, see you later, Yu-Kun." Without waiting for his reply, she ran off like she was afraid of something.
"...What's wrong with her?" Yusuke muttered, then shook his head. He shrugged and left the classroom, too. Whatever her problem was, it wasn't his concern. They weren't that close after all, he barely knew anything about her besides her name.
Yusuke, with his bag slung over one shoulder, wandered around the school. He had only been here for a week, and he hadn't explored the whole campus yet.
Since Kuoh School had been an all-girls school until just two years ago, the number of girls still far outnumbered the boys. This was probably one of the few things Yusuke actually liked about going to school here, seeing energetic girls in short skirts showing off their thighs was a small bright spot in his day. Maybe he could find a girlfriend soon.
Hopefully, he wouldn't get dumped within three months this time.
"Alright, let's set a goal, at least four months before getting dumped!" Yusuke clenched his fist and cheered to himself. Reality had slapped him hard, and emotional scars had pushed his expectations for relationships so low they were almost nonexistent.
He walked up and toward the rooftop. From that high point, he wanted to take in the whole scene before deciding where to go next.
Thud!
Yusuke barely had time to turn before a girl appeared out of nowhere. Her movements were lightning fast. Before he could react, she pushed him hard against the wall and slammed her hand down right beside his head.
"Ah!" Yusuke cried out in surprise, caught completely off guard by the sudden move. He stared at the girl pressed against him with wide eyes, his mind racing. 'What is going on? Wait a second... is this the legendary kabedon? No, no, what the hell am I even thinking about right now?!'
She wore spectacles that caught the light, her gold-colored eyes gleaming with mischief. Her lightly messy brunette hair was tied into braids on each side, giving her a casual but unique look. A smirk played on her lips, and her eyes narrowed just enough to make it clear she was teasing him. Her hand pressed firmly on the wall next to his head, trapping him in place.
"Hey, Yu-kun, do you want to fuck?" The girl leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered. At the same time, her other hand grabbed his rod.
'What in the flying fuck?!' Yusuke's brain froze. This was way too much, even for him. Instinctively, both his hands pushed her away, but in the process, his hand accidentally touched her modest breasts.
"You are... Aika Kiryuu, right? Do you even know what you're doing?!" he blurted out, eyes wide in disbelief.
This chick was his classmate, though he could barely remember her name because what really stuck with him was how, whenever their eyes met in class, he caught her staring at him, more precisely, at his lower region. He'd also heard rumors about her being a pervert, so Yusuke had already added her to his "oddball" list.
"Fufufu, calling me by my name like that, I like it~" Aika Kiryuu chuckled, biting her lip. She took a step back and said, "I want you to have sex with me. So, do you want to?" As she spoke, her hand started to grope her breasts while she stared at him with those naughty eyes.
"..." Yusuke didn't reply. He scanned the area, eyes searching for a hidden camera. From his long, miserable love history and the stories he'd heard in his past life, he knew about setups like this, women tempting men just to blackmail them later. He shot her a cold glance and said, "Not interested."
Without waiting for her reply, Yusuke turned and walked away like he was escaping, quickly fading from Aika's sight.
Aika stayed rooted where she stood, eyes fixed on the spot where Yusuke disappeared. She chuckled softly, "Fufufu, resisting me... I like it~" Bringing the hand that had grabbed him earlier up to her face, she took a deep breath. "Yu-kun's smell~ Ahn~ I'll never wash this hand~"
Her expression twisted into pure delight as she breathed heavily, her other hand already sliding between her legs...
...
Yusuke twisted the key and opened the apartment door. Without bothering to take off his shoes, he tossed his school bag onto the floor and flopped down on the sofa. One arm covered half his face while the other hung loosely at his side. He muttered, "What's wrong with that chick?!"
The scene from earlier hit him like a ton of bricks, even though he'd lived two lifetimes, well, one lifetime plus a week. Honestly, any normal person would be shocked if a girl suddenly stopped them and grabbed their dick out of nowhere.
Yusuke stood up and headed to the kitchen to make something to eat. He lived alone in this small apartment he'd inherited from his father; his mother had run off with another man, and his father died not long after from grief and depression.
Like father, like son. Both of them had the worst luck with women.
He made some scrambled eggs and a salad, then opened his laptop to look for ways to make money. Unfortunately, after a whole week of searching, he still hadn't found anything promising.
...
The next day, Yusuke washed up, put on his school uniform, and left for school.
"Yu-kun!" On the way, Murayama was waiting for him at the crossroads. She jogged over with a bright smile, "Good morning!"
"Good morning, Murayama," Yusuke greeted casually, still distracted by what happened yesterday. He didn't even notice the faint blush that quickly appeared and disappeared on her cheeks.
Yusuke had only been in this world for a short time, and he still hadn't fully adjusted to his new life. For example, he often forgot to add the proper suffixes when calling people's names, which sometimes led to awkward misunderstandings.
Today, they had EP first period. Yusuke went to the locker room and changed into his gym clothes. Strangely, he was the only one there; the perverted trio wasn't around.
"Kill them!"
"Damn perverts!"
His question was quickly answered when, running on the track field behind the other girls, he saw a group of girls chasing the trio with wooden and metal sticks.
After the EP period ended quickly, Yusuke returned to the locker room to change clothes and took a quick shower. Kuoh Academy was very well equipped; it seemed they had strong backing and funding. The showers were much cleaner and more spacious.
"Where did they go? I swear I put them there!" Yusuke muttered as he put on his school uniform, unable to find his gym clothes anywhere. He searched around but came up empty. "Who the fuck stole them? Damn it!"
He wanted to report the matter to the teacher, but when he saw the impatient look she gave him, he decided against it.
On second thought, he didn't want to know who took them. It was better to just buy a new set.
The day passed quickly, and Yusuke spent most of it either sleeping or messing around on his phone, ignoring the lectures.
He knew he had to pay more attention in class, but he just couldn't bring himself to.
He'd leave that problem for future Yusuke to deal with.
Yusuke bade farewell to Murayama, who had her club activities, and then left the school.
"Should I make some steak today for dinner? But I'm tight on money this month..."
"Yu-kun~!" On the way back, he suddenly heard someone calling. When he turned around, he found the freak glasses girl running toward him, waving her hand, her two braids swaying energetically in the air.
Yusuke turned back and walked away, ignoring her. His steps quickened. But after a short while, the girl who had been running caught up to him and suddenly threw herself onto his back.
"Hahh... hahh... Yu-kun, you're so mean~!"
Aika clung to his back, her chest heaving against him as she struggled to catch her breath. Even this short chase had left the non-athletic girl short of breath.
"Why... are you... ignoring me~?" she whined between gasps, puffing out her cheeks in an exaggerated pout.
Yusuke's face darkened. He grabbed her hands and yanked her off him, then said coldly, "Let go, bitch! I don't know what games you're playing, but I ain't in the mood to play with you."
"Games? What do you mean? Yu-kun, I like you."
Aika blinked at his hostility, her gaze drifting down to his pants. She formed a circle with one finger while pushing another finger inside it, smirking.
"I saw you're packing something nice. Wanna fuck me? Not interested in sex?"
'Kyaaa~! Yu-kun called me a bitch! So hot~ If he slapped me now, I'd cum instantly~'
"Hey, where are you going?!" Aika became anxious as she saw him ignoring her and walking away, so she followed close behind. "I'm serious, let's fuck! I bet it's gonna be fun!"
"Stop!"
"Slow down, my legs hurt!"
Aika kept following him, pulling his shirt and complaining as she struggled to keep up. When they neared his apartment, Yusuke finally stopped, grabbed the hand holding his shirt, and asked, "What's your goal here? Where's the camera?"
"If you keep pestering me like this, I will call the cops on you for extortion and blackmail."
Aika blushed when he held her hand. Wait! They were holding hands! How lewd~! But then confusion spread across her face. "Blackmailing? Camera? What camera?"
"Ah! I got it," Aika suddenly understood what he meant and laughed cheekily. "No wonder you kept turning me down, so you thought this was some kind of trap!"
"Phew! For a moment, I thought my charm was that low," she said, patting her chest in relief.
"..." Yusuke.
"Here's my bag, search it if you want. This is my phone too." Aika shoved her schoolbag into his hands with unexpected seriousness. Then she took out her phone, before grabbing her blazer with a sudden wink. "If you're still not satisfied... You can search my uniform too~"
Seeing her action, Did he misjudge her? He held her school bag and searched it quickly, but didn't find anything suspicious. He handed it back to her and asked, "You really just want to do it with me?"
"Yes!" Aika replied with a naughty smile.
"Why?"
"Because~" She leaned in until their noses almost touched. "I like you."
...
--
"Come in," Yusuke opened the door and asked the glasses girl to enter. He took out a pair of slippers and placed them by the entrance.
"Ojama shimasu~" Aika quickly slipped past him like a stray cat invited into a king's chamber and snatched the slippers from his hands.
Yusuke bent down to change his shoes as well. Once his back was facing her, the girl pressed the slipper to her face and moaned silently, "Gehehehe~ Yu-kun's smell is all over these… It's like he's stepping on my face with his feet already~ Ahn~ I'm getting wet just from this."
He turned around and looked at her strangely, "Did you say something?"
"No... Nothing! I'm just excited to be in Yu-kun's place!" Aika hid the slippers behind her back and smiled innocently. She took off her shoes and put on the slippers with a painful expression. She thought, damn, she was going to dirty these holy artifacts with her lowly legs. But the next second, her breath became rougher, the thought of dirtying him and his things was so immoral and hot!
"Ahn~!!!" She pressed her thighs together and bit her lower lip to suppress her moan.
Yusuke turned around again and glanced at her weirdly. This girl had been making strange noises since earlier, what the fuck was her deal? For a moment, he regretted bringing her to his place, but the chance to bang a cute girl like her was too good to pass up. For a desperate guy like him, who got rejected almost every time he tried, having a girl throw herself at him for the first time felt unreal.
Even if she was a weirdo and an oddball, he wasn't any better.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" But before doing anything, he needed to confirm it again.
"Emm~ I want to be one with Yu-kun~ I've been dreaming about this since the day I first saw you~" Aika skipped a few steps and grabbed his palm. She brought it to her modest chest and said, her face deep red, "Besides, it's my first time, and I want to give it to Yu-kun."
"I don't get what the heck you saw in me, but whatever," Yusuke's ears turned slightly red. The attacking power of this girl was too much for his weak heart, he nearly had a heart attack.
He already checked everything on her and confirmed that she wasn't plotting any nefarious scheme against him. If he still ended up getting blackmailed later, he could only blame his own naivety.
Yusuke wanted to pull his hand back, but seeing how tightly she was holding him, he gave up. He walked to the living room with her. "Do you want to take a shower first?"
"No, no, you go first!" Aika's eyes flickered nervously. She let go of his hand and hurriedly waved them.
"Well, alright, make yourself comfortable then. If you want something to drink, the kitchen is over there," Yusuke said without thinking much of her reaction, or maybe he just didn't want to. He headed to the bathroom to take a shower.
Once he was out of sight, Aika tilted her head back and took a long, exaggerated breath through her nose. Her eyes rolled halfway up, mouth parted in ecstasy. "Mmnnn~ the air in here... It's thick with your scent… Yu-sama's musk♡~ Gehehehe~ I could drown in this, this is heaven♡~!"
She scurried into the room like a rat on drugs, crouching low to drag her nails across the floorboards. Then she started pawing through his bookshelf, hands trembling as she grabbed a towel from the corner. "Kyaa~♡! He wiped himself with this, didn't he?! So damp… is it sweat? Oh, please tell me it's sweat♡♡♡~!"
Her face twisted into a flushed, delirious grin. Her pupils were dilated, tongue peeking between her lips, and her breathing came in short, shaky gasps. She pressed the towel to her cheek, her thighs rubbing together.
"Wait! Yu-kun... no, Yu-sama is showering right now!"
Aika's face tightened. She carefully put down the towel like it was a sacred object, then slowly crawled toward the shower. Hearing the water running and seeing the shadow of his body through the glass, she opened the door very carefully.
Her pupils contracted to pins!
In the thick steam, she caught a glimpse of his body. To her, it looked like it had been carved by the gods — like some perfect Greek statue. (That was just her delusion, her filtered vision; in reality, he had an average, skinny frame.) Her eyes drifted lower, and she caught sight of something dangling between his legs. Her gaze locked onto it as if it were the most precious thing in the universe. (It wasn't huge, just above average, about 6.5 inches.)
"Yu-sama♡~ Yu-sama's sacred body♡! Yu-sama's precious tool, Ahn♡♡♡~ I'm going to die~! I don't mind losing my sight after seeing this! No, I want to lose my sight! I want this to be the last thing I ever see♡♡~!" Aika's breath grew heavier, her eyes glowing pink. Her legs clenched tightly, and a thin trail of blood started dripping from her nose.
'I'll die happy! Losing my sight after this would be a blessing! No! I demand to go blind! Let this be the last image burned into my retinas♡♡~!'
The scene was immediately enshrined in her "Yu-sama Sacred Archives" mental folder.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Yusuke sensed something and turned around, but didn't see anything. He muttered to himself, "I must be seeing things again… I'm so nervous. What would I do if she suddenly left?"
"That was close...!" Aika clutched her chest, exhaling the breath she'd been holding. For a second there, her excitement had nearly given her away. After calming down, her eyes flicked over to the laundry basket and landed on his clothes.
She dropped to her knees in front of his laundry basket and took another long whiff. "Mmm… even his dirty clothes feel divine♡♡…"
"Yu-sama's boxer, his thick smell♡♡~ Gehehehe~" She took his used boxers and pressed them against her nose, as her mind spun with images of Yusuke's flawless physique (In her view).
A rush of warmth flooded her body as she closed her eyes and pressed the shorts harder against her face, like she wanted to devour them.
"Ahhhnnn~ ♡ it's freshly worn ♡♡…"
A desperate moan slipped out of her lips.
"Ugh… just like I imagined…"
She murmured, feeling her legs tremble beneath her as she fought the growing heat in her chest.
"I could get hooked on this~ ♡!"
She pressed the boxer shorts against her face again, and her body involuntarily swayed as she took another deep sniff. This time, her knees buckled, and she pressed her thighs together, trying to hold herself steady.
"I will get this into my Yu-sama's precious collection~♡!"
...
Yusuke stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. When he entered the living room, he saw Aika sitting on the sofa, watching TV. Her cheeks were flushed bright red, he guessed she was nervous.
As soon as he appeared, her eyes locked onto him with an intense stare. The way she looked at him made him a bit uncomfortable. He forced a smile and said, "Your turn."
"Right! Right!" Aika snapped out of her daze and hurried to the shower, almost stumbling in her rush.
"Why do I feel she's acting weird? Or maybe I'm the weird one?" Yusuke stared at her receding back, then quickly shook his head.
He sat on the sofa watching TV, thinking about the cute girl showering. Thankfully, this time he wasn't afraid of falling into the same trap from his previous life, since she had flashed her panties at him several times on the way, and he was sure she didn't have anything extra that a normal girl shouldn't have.
"Yu-sam... Yu-kun! I'm done!" Aika burst out of the shower in under five minutes, buck naked, water still glistening on her skin, fidgeting like a kid. She flashed a shy grin and said, "Can we fuck now?"
"...Maybe this girl is sick in the head, but who am I to judge her? Game is game." Yusuke was speechless for a moment, but it didn't kill his mood. On the contrary, it made him even more excited. Never in his life had he felt wanted and desired like this. He stood up and walked toward her.
Aika stood there naked, water dripping from her. Her brown hair clung wet to her flushed cheeks and slender neck. Pale skin gleamed, showing off her small, perky tits with hard pink nipples and modest hips. Her shaky legs pressed tight together, and her big, wild eyes locked on Yusuke. A shy, unhinged grin spread across her full lips, her flushed face giving off a creepy vibe
Staring at her naked body, Yusuke tossed his towel aside. He reached out, held her chin gently, and kissed her lips.
The moment their lips met, something inside Aika snapped!
'He kissed me...'
'He kissed me!'
'He kissed me♡♡♡!!!'
Her mind screamed the words over and over, louder and louder, drowning out everything else. Her breath caught, her eyes rolled back just a bit, and a shiver ran through her entire body.
'Is this a dream? No, it's real! He loves me! HE LOVES ME ♡♡!'
She trembled, her heart pounding so fast it felt like it might burst from her chest. Her legs wobbled, barely holding her up, and her fingers dug into her own skin. Her face burned deep red, lips parted in disbelief, and her eyes shone bright, like someone witnessing a miracle.
This is real!
He tasted me... He accepted me... He loves me!
...
Beep - beep - beep
A hand shot out from under the covers and slammed the alarm. Yusuke rolled out of bed with a groan, half his eyes still shut. He dragged himself to the bathroom, splashed water on his face, and shoved his toothbrush in his mouth.
Yesterday, that crazy chick drained him dry...literally!
She didn't stop until all that came out was basically water. He thought sleeping with a virgin like her would mean she'd be begging for mercy in less than thirty minutes. Instead, he was the one tapping out.
"Chicks these days are scary…" he muttered, wiping his face with a towel.
On the way to the kitchen, he passed the living room and froze.
The place had been a total battlefield last night. Clothes flung everywhere, on the TV, the sofa, even the damn ceiling fan. The table was flipped, and love juice was smeared on everything. Aika came so much that it actually shocked him. He had never seen a girl orgasm like that. Not in real life. Not even in the weirdest porn.
He figured maybe girls in this world were just built differently.
Ecchi Anime
Hentai logic or something.
But right now...The living room sparkled. The floor was shiny. Not a single piece of clothing in sight. No gross fluids, no smell, not even a stain. On the table, three dishes sat neatly, each one covered in plastic wrap. He blinked, walked over, and saw a note.
*Good morning, sleepyhead~! ♡*
I cleaned everything up before I left, aren't I the best? The place was a total mess after last night… hehe~ 🍆 💦
You better eat the food I made, okay? It's on the table, all covered and warm-ish (probably).
Anyway! I had to head out early or I'd miss morning class 🥺.
Hurry up and come to school too! 🤩
P.S. About your shirt... I kind of ruined it, so I tossed it. Totally an accident!! But don't worry, I'll get you a new one~!
—Aika 💕
"She's an oddball… but still cute," Yusuke muttered, staring at the table.
...
'Sigh, why am I going to school again? Probably because of the hot chicks.' Yusuke yawned as he walked, still sleep-deprived from the intense 'exercises' last night. How did Aika wake up earlier, clean up, cook, and even leave already?
She can't have skipped sleep completely last night, right?
'Nah, impossible. No woman would do that.'
Suddenly, Yusuke felt a cold chill down his spine, like an apex predator was watching him. But just as quickly, the feeling vanished, replaced by the gentle, familiar voice of the kind girl calling out, "Yu-kun!"
"You look tired. Did you spend the whole night playing video games?" Murayama asked, tapping his shoulder.
'What the hell was that feeling just now?' Yusuke said casually, nodding his head, "Yeah, I did 'play' until late last night."
"Oh, is that so?" Murayama narrowed her eyes, then flashed a gentle smile.
Along the way, Murayama didn't speak much, which made Yusuke feel a little strange since she was usually way too talkative and enthusiastic. Still, he shrugged it off, it wasn't his problem. Maybe she had some issues on her mind, or maybe it was just one of those days that came every month.
When they reached the school gate, the silent Murayama suddenly asked, "Yu-kun, are you free after school?"
"After school?" Yusuke thought for a moment. He didn't have anything important planned; maybe he could hang out with Aika, but if she asked him to do it again, his body might not hold up.
Better to avoid her today.
Yusuke replied, "No, why?"
"Can you go with me to my place? I want to show you something," Murayama hesitated as she spoke, then added hurriedly, "It's something important."
'Going to her place?' Yusuke thought for a moment before agreeing. "Alright."
"Thank you!" Murayama exclaimed happily, and from excitement, she grabbed his shoulder and shook it hard.
...
School was still painfully boring, just sitting through classes, dozing off, or playing with his phone. The only thing that made it bearable was the hot English teacher.
Tab!
Yusuke was resting his head on the desk, trying to catch some sleep, when suddenly something hit him. He turned around to see what it was, a crumpled piece of paper. His eyes met Aika's, who was smiling and pointing at the paper.
He unfolded the paper.
'Let's meet on the roof~.'
Yusuke tried to keep a straight face, crumpled the paper back up, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Once the break came, Yusuke left the classroom and headed to the rooftop. As he walked, he got this weird feeling that someone was following him. Suddenly, he stopped and spun around. "Why am I getting paranoid? Who would even follow me?" Scratching the back of his head, he shook it off and kept walking.
Once Yusuke was out of sight, Murayama's head slowly peeked from the classroom door. Her face stayed blank, her eyes empty and distant.
"Yu-sama!" As soon as he stepped onto the roof, Aika jumped on him, clinging like an octopus.
"Ahn~"
Yusuke quickly caught her, but as he did, his hands landed on her cute butt, making her moan softly, "Stop calling me Yu-sama—"
Before he could speak, Aika's lips pressed against his, sealing his words.
She latched on greedily, her tongue probing every corner of his mouth before diving in to attack his tongue. Her moves were clumsy but aggressive.
Yusuke, quickly took control, and soon she softened, receiving his advances passively. All she could do was suck on him, and suck she did, her throat moving as she swallowed his saliva. Her eyes rolled back, and her body trembled intensely.
Suddenly, Yusuke felt his shirt getting wet. He broke the kiss quickly and pushed her away. Looking down, he realized this crazy chick had squirted on him again!
This wasn't the first time she did this. Last time, he'd only kissed her, and she squirted gallons! Just a light touch on her clit, and she exploded even more! Yusuke was starting to get seriously worried about this girl's hydration. Would she actually die from dehydration if she kept squirting like this?
"Are you stupid? How am I supposed to attend classes like this?" Yusuke tried to wipe the squirt off his shirt.
"Yusuke's kiss tastes so good, I couldn't control myself, tee hee~" Aika's face, already red, turned even redder when he scolded her. She stuck out her tongue and tilted her head cutely.
"..." Yusuke facepalmed.
...
After school, Aika wanted to go to his place. Yusuke handed her the keys to his apartment and told her to wait there, then left with Murayama.
"Yu-kun!" Not far from the kendo club, Murayama, back in her school uniform, waved happily when she spotted him and jogged over. "Did you wait long?"
"I only waited five minutes," Yusuke said, shaking his head as he walked beside her. He didn't have to wait at all. He had been busy making out with Aika the whole time. If he hadn't stopped her, maybe they would have already fucked by now.
"Is that so?" Murayama kept her smile, but her eyes looked more and more vacant. Yusuke didn't notice, he was still thinking about Aika, the cute, perverted girl.
Murayama's house was a modest traditional Japanese home with a tiled roof, wooden walls, and paper sliding doors. The exterior was clean but aged, with a narrow veranda running along the side. A small stone path led to the entrance, and a simple wooden gate stood at the front.
"Come in," Murayama said, handing him a pair of slippers.
"Sorry for the intrusion," Yusuke said. He wasn't used to the Japanese manners yet, but he had to get used to them since he was living here now. He bent down to change his shoes.
Buzz!
Suddenly, Yusuke felt an intense pain! A hot, stabbing, cramping sensation was spreading across his back!
Thud!
Yusuke's strength gave out, and he collapsed onto his back, hitting the ground hard. He lifted his head and saw the culprit's face.
The sun had just set, casting a long shadow over Murayama's features, revealing a paranoid and morbid expression beneath the darkness.
"Why?" he barely managed to whisper, his mouth barely opening.
"Why!? Why!? Why!? Didn't you say we would be together? So why are you with another girl, Yu-kun?" The girl's voice trembled with emotion, her face twisted in madness. A few drops of hot, crystal-clear tears landed on his face, as if trying to hold on to the fading warmth of his body.
'What the fuck are you talking about? When did I ever say that?!'
'I only said we'd be together as classmates next year!'
'And it wasn't just to you, I said it to everyone, fuck!'
"You promised me... You promised me... You promised me..." Her grip tightened, and she plunged the electric baton into Yusuke's chest. The faint crackle of electricity flowing through his muscles buzzed close to his ears. "Liar!"
"cough…"
Yusuke opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his vocal cords were paralyzed and stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to utter even simple syllables.
...
Back at Yusuke's apartment, Aika had thrown her clothes aside and slipped into one of his shirts. She curled up on his bed, hugging his pillow tightly. Glancing at the clock, she frowned, two hours had already passed since their appointment. "Yu-kun, where did you go?" she murmured.
-x-X-x-
---
Darkness. Everything around him was darkness. Yusuke felt like a sock stuck in a washing machine, tossed around with no idea where up was. He tried to move, but his body was about as responsive as a limp dick in winter.
"Yu-kun!"
Suddenly, a voice called out to him.
"Yu-kun... Yu-kun?"
That gentle call cut through the suffocating dark like a single candle in a pitch-black cave. It became his only anchor, the one thread keeping him from drifting. Yusuke clung to it, pushing against the numb void, trying to break free.
'Am I not awake yet?'
Yusuke was puzzled. He could even feel the dryness and thirst in his mouth. Every cell in his body seemed to be clamoring and thirsting for water...
"Water, I need water..."
Yusuke could actually hear his own hoarse and awkward voice, but before he could think about it, a soft touch had already touched his lips. Just as he was about to struggle, a trickle of water flowed through the gap between his lips into his throat, moistening his dry and cracked lips.
He stopped struggling and began to respond to the soft touch, even actively asking for it. This was an instinct of life. He was thirsty for water and could not care about anything else, otherwise... he would die.
After a long time, the water gradually dried up, and the softness on his lips also disappeared.
...
With a splitting headache, Yusuke slowly opened his eyes. His head throbbed like he had a brutal hangover, and his vision was blurry. As it cleared, he found himself staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. The room was dim, lit only by a small nightstand lamp.
"Where... am I?" He tried to clear his foggy mind, shaking his head as he muttered the words.
Clang!
"What the hell?!" Yusuke tried to move, but he found his limbs tied up tightly. Panic hit him as he struggled, realizing his arms and legs were bound by leather bracelets linked together with metal chains!
More importantly, he was completely naked!
Suddenly, he recalled what happened before losing consciousness...
Murayama...
He went with her to her place... and then... and then...
That bitch struck him with an electric baton!
She said some weird creepy shit that he couldn't make any sense of.
"Damn it!" Yusuke cursed under his breath. Even now, he still couldn't understand why a girl would go to such lengths to do something like this to him!
Why would anyone imprison him?! He was just a broke loser. Heck, he didn't even have any family they could extort.
As for what she said before he passed out, he brushed it off as bullshit. That thought is too scary to admit.
Clang!
The sound of a heavy metallic door creaking open pulled Yusuke's attention. He turned his head toward it and saw Murayama step inside. She pressed a switch by the wall, flooding the dim room with light.
She skipped over to him, a smile blooming across her face. "Yu-kun, you are finally awake~"
Her face was red, and her eyes locked onto him with such intensity that Yusuke felt a chill crawl down his spine. Her breathing grew heavier, almost ragged, and she seemed to radiate a pinkish aura so strong it could probably power an entire city!
Yusuke's eyes widened, fixed on her. She was nearly naked, wearing only lingerie, a black, transparent bra, and a thong. The thin string of the thong curved high around her hips, emphasizing her smooth skin and accentuating her shapely figure.
"Murayama, why are you doing this?" She looked incredibly sexy in those clothes, but Yusuke wasn't in the mood to appreciate her beauty.
"If you're after money, please give up. I'm broke as fuck, and I don't have any family members who'd pay my ransom either."
Murayama didn't answer. She walked over, her legs shaking, thighs clenched tight, and her hands pressed firmly between her breasts. Suddenly, she slipped one of her index fingers into her mouth and began sucking it seductively. When she reached the bedside, she looked down at Yusuke, who was staring right back at her.
"I know... Hnn~" She caressed his body with her hand, her breath growing heavier. Moans escaped her mouth as she bit her finger. Her hand moved up to Yusuke's face, tracing his eyes, nose, and finally his lips. As she touched him, her moans grew louder, and her body trembled faintly.
Her thin thong was already drenched, love juice dripping from her love hole, staining her thighs. She exhaled another hot breath. "Mmm~ I know... everything about you, Yu-kun."
Her hand moved down to his neck, tracing his throat with the tips of her fingers for a moment before sliding down to his chest. She drew slow circles there as she kept speaking. Her words grew harder to say, her breathing heavier and heavier, her body trembling from intense pleasure.
Just touching Yusuke like this sent her into a mental orgasm! She'd dreamed of seeing his naked body this close, getting this close to him without worrying about freaking him out!
Though he was definitely scared now, that didn't matter! What mattered was that he was hers! Only hers!
"Ahn~" Just the thought of having him all to herself made her body shudder with intense pleasure. More love juice gushed out of her pussy like a broken dam!
"You... never... dated anyone before, mmm~." She slowly knelt beside the bed, resting her head on his cuffed hand as she continued to caress his body.
"I... ahnnn~ I know everything about your life, Yu-kun, my Yu-kun." Her hand slid down to his lower abdomen and suddenly wrapped around his half-erect rod.
"No one knows you better than me. No one does."
"When I learned about your past, I felt sad. Mmm... Ahnnn..." She jerked his rod off as she whispered.
"But I was also happy. If I could make you feel my love, you'll fall in love with me as well." Murayama rubbed her head frantically against his palm while her hand continued to play with his stick. Her body trembled more intensely.
"Yu-kun... Mmmm~ I... I..."
"I'm coming~!"
Splash!
Suddenly, love juice gushed from her folds, hitting the ground with such force that it made a loud splashing sound.
"..." Yusuke's brain short-circuited. He couldn't process what was happening. Had this woman been stalking him? Why was she acting like she was having the best sex of her life?!
Was she really in love with him?
How was that even possible?!
"Murayama... Could it be that you love me?" Yusuke waited for this freaky girl to catch her breath before speaking carefully.
"Hmm! I love Yu-kun! I love you so much! I love you more than anything! I can't imagine living without you!" Murayama's eyes were still blurred from the orgasm, and she spoke in a dreamy tone, nodding her head repeatedly as she said it.
"Then could you please release me? I promise I won't run away."
"Release you?" Murayama tilted her head, then stood up and shook it firmly. "No! I won't let you go! You're mine! Mine! Mine! I won't let anyone take you from me! Even if it's you!"
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and her mood shifted completely. Her lovestruck look twisted into something wild and murderous.
"I promise I won't go away. You just said it... I don't have any family, friends, or girlfriend." Yusuke felt a little scared by her sudden outburst, but he tried to calm himself. Anyone who watches anime or reads manga knows one thing about yanderes; never reject them. Not that he wanted to either.
"Liar! Liar! Liar!" But his words had the opposite effect. Murayama shouted hysterically, "You lied to me! You said we'd be together forever! But you did that! You did that thing with that stupid bitch Aika!"
"Wait... what?!" Yusuke ignored the stuff about "being together forever" since he definitely never said that. It was probably her yandere side talking. What shocked him was that she knew about what happened with him and Aika yesterday.
"How did you know?"
"You're my Yu-kun, of course, I had to keep my eyes on you all the time." Murayama suddenly got onto the bed, crawling to his side. She lay down beside him, pressing her body against his, her hand caressing his face. With her lips close to his ear, she whispered,
"I placed cameras all over your place."
"Your bedroom, bathroom, living room... Everywhere!"
"Yesterday, you brought that bitch to your place... and did that thing with her right in front of my eyes!" As she spoke, her voice turned cold and gloomy. The hand that had been gently caressing him suddenly wrapped around his throat, gripping it tightly.
Her grip was unbelievably strong. Yusuke's eyes nearly bulged, and he struggled to breathe!
"Yu-kun, you were bad. Very bad." Just when he thought she might kill him, Murayama suddenly let go and gently caressed his throat. "Bad boys need to be punished, right?"
"From now on, you'll stay here. I won't let any disgusting bitch touch you." Murayama leaned in close and whispered into his ear.
For the first time, Yusuke found her voice genuinely creepy. "We'll be together forever~"
"I won't contact Aika or any other girl!" Yusuke pushed down the fear creeping into his chest and tried to reason with her again. "I promise I'll love only you. Just don't do this! This isn't right, I can't be happy living like a prisoner!"
"Hmm, it's true you won't be happy in captivity," Murayama nodded slowly, then kissed his chin gently. But her expression turned cold right after. "I'm already very happy just having you. I do want to see you happy too... but I can't risk you running away. You're a liar, Yu-kun. You lied to me once, I won't trust you again."
Once she finished speaking, she didn't give him a chance to respond. She stood up, mounted him, and grasped his disappointingly erect dick, his little brother betraying him!
She rubbed his dick against her drenched pussy, closed her eyes, and threw her head back, savoring the euphoria. After a long while, she slid her thong to the side and placed his rod beneath her love hole.
"From now on, you're mine. I get to enjoy you all to myself! No bitch is ever stealing you from me again!" she declared. Then, she slowly lowered herself onto him. Her brows drew together slightly as his rod pierced her, but she didn't stop until he was fully inside. "I... I'm finally one with Yu-kun. My Yu-kun~"
A trail of blood seeped from her virgin hole, but Murayama ignored it and began to move wildly, moaning like an animal.
Her crazed, horny state reminded Yusuke of Aika, she had been the same, squirting everywhere and howling in pleasure.
...
"As much as I want to stay with you, I have to go~" Murayama said sadly after a long moment. She stood up from Yusuke's body and kissed him one last time before leaving.
"Murayama, wait!" he called out, but she ignored him, walking through the metallic door and closing it behind her.
-x-X-x-
A few days later.
"Ahn~ Ahn~ I'm cumming again! Yu-kun! My Yu-kun! It feels so good! Your cock is amazing! I'm cumming~!" Murayama's moans echoed through the dark room as she rode him wildly. Suddenly, her body convulsed, and she collapsed on top of him.
"Hmm~ It feels so good!" After the afterglow, Murayama kissed his neck, sucking on it like a vampire. "Did you feel good too, Yu-kun~?"
"...Bitch! You're sick!" Yusuke's expression turned cold as he spat at her. The woman closed her eyes and let his spit hit her face. Her expression twisted into one of ecstasy, as if being spat on by him was the most comforting thing in the world.
She wiped the spit from her face with her left hand and brought it to her lips, licking it slowly.
"Yes, I'm sick. Already in a terminal state. No medicine can cure me..." She bit down hard on his shoulder, sinking her teeth deep. Her words came out rough and unclear from her throat, "It's all because of you!"
"As a punishment..." Murayama opened her mouth and licked the bright red blood from her teeth, savoring it like aged wine. Her eyes glowed a faint red, as if drunk. She glanced at the deep bite marks on his shoulder and smiled with satisfaction. "I'll leave my mark on you."
She placed her fair palm on Yusuke's cheek, looking at him with tenderness. The clear, bright eyes he remembered had grown dim, like drops of thick ink falling into a clear pond. As the ink spread, the once-clear water turned into a swamp of desire.
"Give up. The truth always comes out sooner or later. One day, someone will notice I'm missing. When the police break down the door, everything you've done will be exposed. People will hate you… You'll end up locked away in a mental hospital."
"People will find out? Who exactly? You family? Your friends? Hahaha, the school?" The woman sneered disdainfully. She licked Yusuke's earlobe, and her desire that had just been extinguished began to burn again. "You know what I liked most about your background? That no one cares about you!"
"No one would care if you disappeared one day. No one would notice! Even the school would just think you dropped out!"
"Just give up. You'll always be mine."
"Mine! Mine! Mine!"
Her words pierced Yusuke's deepest fears. His face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're crazy..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't love me, as long as I love you. Love never needs to be mutual." The cruel women who just said such hateful words, held Yusuke's cuffed arms and let them wrap around her slender waist. It seemed as if Yusuke was actively catering to her. "In fact, I wanted to do this a the moment I saw you, but I was afraid of scaring you. But now I don't have to worry too much, maybe it's a good thing."
...
Days turned into weeks, and Yusuke continued to live like a vegetable. Every morning, Murayama brought him food, then left early for school. Afterward, she returned to spend time with him, feeding him, tending to his physical needs, and then fucking him.
...
After more than a month, Yusuke found a chance to escape. He had secretly worn down the leather cuffs and finally broke free.
"I'm finally free!" Yusuke stood up from the bed. The moment his feet touched the floor, a numbness in his legs nearly made him fall. He grabbed the bed for support and, after a moment of adjusting, was able to move again.
He gave the room one last look, opened the metallic door, and walked out.
On his left, he found a staircase leading up. It seemed he was in a basement. He hurried toward the stairs, and once he reached the ground floor, he sprinted to the house door. Frantically, he didn't dare linger. Who knew when that crazy bitch would come back!
"I'm finally free!" Yusuke found the door and ran barefoot without bothering to grab any shoes.
Bang!
Just as his hand touched the door handle, a sharp pain struck the back of his head. Something hard hit him suddenly, and his vision went completely dark. His body swayed before collapsing to the ground with a loud thud.
...
"Where am I?" Yusuke muttered as he woke up, finding himself in the same place. A sharp pain stung the back of his head, making him wince.
"Yu-kun... you disappointed me..." Suddenly, the voice he dreaded caught his attention. He turned his head and saw Murayama's figure standing in a corner of the room, looking at him with a cold look. "I didn't want to do this, but you forced me." He noticed traces of blood staining her dress.
"What do you mean?" An ominous feeling crept over his heart, as if a hand was tightly clutching it. He tried to move his hand. "My hand... why can't I feel my hand?!" Then he realized that he couldn't sense his hand... he couldn't sense any of his limbs!
Slowly and stiffly, Yusuke twisted his neck like a rusted machine. Under his horrified eyes, he discovered that all his limbs were cut off!
His arms and legs were gone!
He had become a human stick!
He screamed in desperation, shaking his head like he could shake the nightmare away.
Its too much to bear! Who could accept the fate of became a stick!
"It's not a dream! You were disobedient, and I had to punish you, Yu-kun! From now on, you can never leave me!" Murayama slowly walked over from the corner. There was a trace of pain in her eyes as she looked at his hysterical, broken state.
"Why are you doing this to me? I'll never forgive you, even if I die!" Her voice snapped the last string. Yusuke stared at her with bloodshot eyes. His life was already miserable, drowning in endless bullshit thrown at him, but this bitch had destroyed his last shred of will to live.
"..." Despite his hateful words, Murayama's face remained cold. She stretched out her hand and spread her palm. Suddenly, a glowing purple light flashed from her palm, and a sword appeared.
It was a long sword with a blue handle and a long purple blade. Faint, obscure inscriptions ran along both sides of the blade.
"..." The scene shocked Yusuke into silence. He stared at the sword, disbelief written all over his face.
How the fuck did a sword suddenly appear?!
"Do you know what this is?" Murayama held the sword and swung it casually through the air. "It's called a Sacred Gear. Sona-sama helped me reincarnate as a devil and showed me how to awaken it."
"She even taught me how to use magic."
"I used this sword to cut off your limbs, and magic to heal you quickly. Convenient, right?" Murayama played with the sword, smiling happily like a child showing off a new toy to their parents.
"..." Yusuke's mouth stayed open. He stared at the sword for a moment, then back at Murayama before his head slumped back onto the bed. His vacant eyes fixed on the ceiling.
Murayama put the sword away and moved slowly, swaying her hips as she threw off her clothes. Soon, the sound of her moans filled the room once again.
...
Days passed like this. Yusuke stopped resisting, like a broken doll, letting Murayama do whatever she wanted.
Since he refused to eat, Murayama fed him through a nasogastric tube.
As for his other needs, she always handled them personally. At first, she had trouble dealing with his shit, but when it came to his piss, that crazy bitch drank it straight like some golden holy liquid. Now that he only ate liquids, she was happy to drink his piss instead of dealing with his shit.
Clang!
The familiar metallic sound echoed. Yusuke's eyes flicked toward the door, and his numb eyes suddenly shrank in shock!
Murayama entered the room, dragging her sacred gear on the ground, leaving a sharp trail behind. Her clothes were drenched in blood, half her face smeared with it. Her eyes looked empty only when they met his did they flicker with a faint light. She smiled, crazier and more twisted than before.
"Yu-kun... I killed them... they wanted to take you from me..."
"I didn't want to... but they wanted to take you from me..."
"They wanted to take you from me..."
"They said they would report this to the police..."
"Mama wanted to take me to the police..."
"So I killed her!"
"Why? Why is everyone trying to separate you from me...? Why??"
"Father was saying weird things, like I'm sick and crazy. He said I'm not his daughter, but a monster..."
"He wanted to call the cops on me, so I killed him too..."
"Hehehe... hahaha... hahahaha."
"I have only you now... Yu-kun~ No one will take you from me."
"No one!"
...
Days turned into more days. Yusuke's body and soul grew numb. He lost track of time in this prison.
"I want to die... when will I die?"
He whispered those words thousands, maybe tens of thousands of times each day.
But today, something was different.
Boom!
As if answering his desperate prayer...
A deafening explosion tore through the district, maybe even the entire town, reducing everything around him to rubble and flame!
Yusuke didn't feel the heat or the shockwave. Before his mind could catch up, the blast engulfed him completely, and darkness swallowed his consciousness whole.
...
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Bang!
"My head is killing me!" A hand stretched from under the blanket, slamming the alarm. As Yusuke woke up, he dragged himself from his bed, but just as he moved, his whole body froze in place, stiff. "My arms! My legs! I can walk!"
"Wait, what's going on? This is my room!" Yusuke spun around, checking his familiar room. Then he ran to the mirror and stared at his reflection. "I'm whole! I'm not a human stick!"
"What happened?" He ran back to his bed, grabbed his phone, and checked the date. It was Monday the 4th. His eyes locked on the screen. "What's going on?!"
"Was it all just a bad dream?!"
[No, it wasn't.]
A cold voice suddenly replied.
Right after, a dark red screen appeared in front of Yusuke's eyes.
"Who is it?! What is this?!"
His nerves were still tense. The sudden appearance of the screen startled him; he recoiled in panic and tripped backward, crashing onto the bed.
[Detecting that the host is in a state of panic, the system has initiated calming protocols.]
Yusuke heard the cold female voice again. Right after, a chilling sensation spread through his body.
All the negative emotions, panic, fear, anger, and hatred suddenly detached from him.
It was a strange feeling. He could still sense them somewhere in the background, but they no longer affected him.
Yusuke pressed a hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat, like he was checking to make sure he was still alive. Then he asked, "Who are you?"
[I am the Yandere System. Following the host's death, temporal rollback was executed using the system's power.]
The cold voice echoed in his mind the moment he spoke.
Yandere System?
Brought back in time?
The thing had only said a few words, but it left Yusuke even more confused. Just as he opened his mouth to ask for clarification, the voice interrupted him again.
[Vocal communication is unnecessary. Thought transmission is sufficient for system interaction.]
'Like this?' Yusuke sat down on the edge of the bed and tried communicating with the strange voice. 'Can you hear me now?'
[Yes.]
'Can you please explain, who you are and what you mean by bringing me back through time.'
[Statistical anomaly detected. Initial evaluation: The Host is severely unlucky. However, previous analysis failed to include a secondary parameter: suboptimal cognitive function.]
'What do you even mean by that?!'
[Clarification: You are the designated host of the Yandere System. The events you experienced were not a dream. Upon your termination, system initialization was triggered. Temporal reversal was executed. You have been restored to a prior point in the timeline.]
He finally had an idea of what was going on. He really had been kidnapped by that bitch Murayama and ended up as a human stick before suddenly dying. And now, after his death, he'd been sent back to the past, the day he met Aika.
"Yandere System, you said I'm your host. Why didn't you show up sooner?" Yusuke asked. He'd been in this world for months, including the time he was kidnapped, so why did it only appear now?
[System Activation Protocol: Trigger condition unmet until now. The host must die at the hands of a Yandere to initiate system awakening.]
"..."Normally, Yusuke would have cursed by now, but strangely, even though he felt anger, it didn't affect him. He asked, "Tell me about yourself."
[As the Yandere System, I am to help my host deal with the obsessive girls around him, and help him survive.]
"I figured as much…" Yusuke wasn't surprised by the system's reply. Even though he hadn't watched much anime or read many novels, he'd encountered concepts like systems in his past life. When he was reborn into this world, he expected to get a system too, but at the time, nothing happened, so he assumed he didn't have one. Now it seemed it had been there all along, just waiting for the right moment. Suddenly, his eyes twitched. "Wait… what do you mean by survive?"
[Obsessive women tend to be aggressive when it comes to the person they are obsessed with. It is normal for them to go to the extreme, just like in the case of Murayama.]
"... There's something I can't understand. Why would any woman fall in love with me? I'm just a normal, average Joe. Hell, I'm less than average if you ask me. I don't have any special traits that would attract women or make them this obsessive."
Yusuke had been thinking about this the whole time, even while he was imprisoned.
He always struggled with relationships and love, so why would two cute girls like Aika and Murayama suddenly come after him?
Yes, he might not have noticed before because of his preconceptions, but now everything he had ignored when he was with Aika became clear. She was just like Murayama... a yandere.
[Please open your status panel. You'll find your answer there.]
Yusuke felt confused by the system's answer, but he decided to follow its guidance. The red screen before him changed and displayed his status.
On the screen, a 3D image of Yusuke appeared, with his information displayed right beside it.
[Yusuke Aoki:
- Role: Yandere System's host.
- Level: 0.
- Race: Human.
- Gender: Male
- Age: 17
- Height: 172 cm.
- Weight: 55 kg.
- Stats:- Strength: 0.7 - Measures physical power, including how much force the character can exert in melee combat, lifting, or breaking objects.
- Agility: 0.6. - Determines speed, reflexes, and flexibility. It affects dodging, movement speed, and precision in rapid actions.
- Spirit: 1.8. - Represents the power and resilience of the soul. It affects mental resistance, spiritual perception, and compatibility with supernatural forces.
- Physique: 0.7. - Measures overall bodily toughness and endurance. It affects resistance to damage, stamina, and how well the body can recover or endure hardship.
- Skills:
- None.
- Unique Trait - Crazy woman magnet Physique: A mysterious physique that inexplicably attracts a certain type of women. Those affected often develop an intense, sometimes insane obsession with the owner.]
Yusuke studied his status panel carefully. According to the system, the average human scores 0.7 points in each attribute, while professional athletes usually reach around 0.9 to 1 point. Anything above that is considered superhuman.
Another important detail is that each stat operates on an exponential scale, where 1 point represents the peak capability of a normal human in that attribute.
For every additional point, the attribute's effectiveness doubles.
1 point = the limit of a normal human level.
2 points = 2× limit of a normal human level.
3 points = 4× limit of a normal human level.
4 points = 8× limit of a normal human level.
And so on...
This means that if Yusuke raised his stats to 10 each, he would be over 500 times stronger and faster than a normal human.
However, Yusuke didn't focus on most of the details. His eyes locked on the 'Unique Trait' column, and the more he read, the stranger his expression grew. So this was why Aika and Murayama had come after him. A passive mind change that make them attracted to him and make them want to love him?
"Where did this Unique Trait come from?" Yusuke frowned and asked. Why would something like this suddenly appear on him? He clearly didn't have such a special trait in his previous life. Was it a special think that happen after being reborn or isekai to another world but from the things that the system have said, it doesn't feel like it was given to me by it.
[Unique traits, as their name implies, are traits unique to their owners. The reason it didn't show its power in your previous life is that no special woman got close to the host.]
The system's cold voice rang again.
'So that's how it is…' Yusuke scratched his chin for a long while.
He quickly shook off the thoughts and asked, 'So is it some kind of mind-bending skill or a passive ability that attracts them to me?'
[Negative. The host's existence is classified as unique. Physical appearance, scent, and vocal characteristics inherently induce attraction and escalating obsession in select individuals. This is not a skill. Skills can be activated or deactivated. A special physique is passive and immutable. In other words, this is an inherent trait of your biological and spiritual structure.]
In short, he was a freaky chick's magnet.
"Wait, what do you mean I can't deactivate it at will? Doesn't that mean I have to deal with crazy yanderes coming after me all the time?!"
One Murayama was already enough to give him a lifetime of trauma!
[Please don't be pessimistic, host! As long as you grow stronger, you can control your Unique Trait.]
"Really?! Is that true?!" Yusuke's eyes lit up as he asked hurriedly, "How strong do I need to be?"
[At least level 90.]
Yusuke felt like punching this cynical system all the way to the end of the world.
He already knew from what the system explained how the leveling worked.
Each time he leveled up, he'd need double the XP points than before, and with every level gained, all four core attributes increased by +1.
If he had to rely on leveling up alone, he'd be stuck waiting for years, maybe even decades!
[Calm down, master. You still have me. As long as you grow strong enough, even if you cannot control your Unique Trait, you will be able to protect yourself. If your strength reaches a sufficient level, regardless of how many Yanderes pursue you, your safety will be ensured, and you may even be able to tame them all.]
"Hmm, you're right..." Yusuke said, calming down again.
[Since the Host has learned all about the Yandere System's functions, it's time to start your Tutorial Quest!]
"Tutorial Quest?" As soon as the cold system's voice faded, the interface before him changed.
A square-shaped notification appeared right in front of him.
[Tutorial Quest: Sweet But Psycho: Murayama is a sweet girl, but she has a strong, twisted obsession with you that can explode at any moment. To avoid ending up as a human stick like before, tame her into your bitch.
Task: Turn Murayama into your obedient slave. To succeed, her submission level must reach at least 70.
Reward: Level up by 1, gain 1 random skill, and 4 stat points.
Penalty: Lose the system.
PS: Please note that the rewards for the tutorial quest are higher than normal quests. This is also because your baseline stats are lower, so in the future, obtaining stat points and leveling up will be much harder.]
Yusuke read the description carefully, thinking hard. Then his eyes caught the penalty part. 'Losing the system?! Isn't that harsh!?'
[Negative! The Tutorial Quest is issued after careful consideration. The difficulty is not very high, and it serves to test your efficiency and competence. If you can't complete such an easy task, it means you are not fit to be my host, and the system will leave to find a better one.]
The system's words were blunt and brutally honest. It didn't promise to stick with him for life or die alongside him. Instead, it coldly stated that only if he proved competent would he qualify to use it; otherwise, it would leave without a second thought.
'How cold... but also reasonable. If I were in your place, I would have already left'
Still, the system said the quest was 'easy,' but Yusuke didn't agree. He still remembered that bitch Murayama pulling a strange sword out of nowhere and calling it a 'Sacred Gear.' He knew he had no right to complain, this cynical system didn't seem like the kind to change the quest just for him.
[It is detected that the host has a random novice package. Do you want to open it?]
"Open it !"
[Congratulation! You obtained the starter pack: 669!]
"669?" Yusuke frowned, confused by the name.