[The package will optimize your body and raise all your stats to a fixed value of 2. But it has a side effect: increasing your height to 6 feet and giving you a six-pack. As for the nine part, it means your dick will become 9 inches.]
"Side effect? Nine inches? If all the side effects are this 'bad,' I want more of them!" Yusuke said, pleasantly surprised.
[Would you like to use the gift package right now?]
"Yes… No! Wait!" Yusuke hesitated just as he was about to agree, then suddenly remembered something. "Can you check if there are any cameras around?"
When Murayama kidnapped him on the first day, she confessed to having planted multiple cameras everywhere to spy on him.
[Yes!]
"Can you tell how many cameras there are?"
[Scanning environment… After scanning a 500-meter radius, 69 cameras were detected. All of them are high-definition and equipped with microphones.]
'...That bitch is fucking crazy! And what's with that specific number? How the hell do 69 cameras even fit in this tiny apartment!?' Yusuke's cheek twitched.
How long had it been since they met? Not even a freaking week, and that bitch already snuck into his place to install 69 fucking cameras!!!
[51 are installed inside this apartment, 10 outside to track your movements outdoors, and 8 hidden in nearby spots to spy on you from outside your home.]
'...Are there any trackers installed as well?' Yusuke asked, no longer surprised by this crazy bitch's absurdness.
[Yes, there are two, one hidden in your school bag and the other inside your phone.]
'Only two? That's too few... Maybe she didn't have enough time to plant more,' Yusuke thought, then quickly asked, 'Can you get rid of them?'
[Yes! Would you like me to eliminate all spying devices in your living space?]
'No, wait,' Yusuke stopped the system. He stood up and said, 'Distribute the novice package first. Once that's done, then proceed to get rid of the cameras and trackers.'
[Affirmative!]
As soon as the system's voice faded, Yusuke felt a immense pain spread through his body. Steam started to rise from his skin. His bone breaking down and growing, his height increased, his skinny frame bulked up slightly, and, his dick grew larger. The process was short but painful and satisfying.
[Eliminating the spying devices started... Task successfully accomplished!]
...
In a traditional Japanese house, Murayama's room.
It was early morning, but the lights stayed on and the windows remained tightly shut. The walls and ceiling were covered with countless pictures, all of Yusuke.
All the images were taken without him knowing. Some showed him taking a bath, going to the bathroom, eating, watching TV, playing games, even walking on the street or at school. All these pictures were storing his daily routine.
In addition to this, there were eight large screens, two on each side of the room. Murayama was putting on makeup while watching Yusuke sleep. She only slept three hours a day and spent the rest spying on him. Dark circles shadowed her eyes, and she used makeup to cover them up.
She didn't want Yusuke to see her ugly side.
She spent hours watching Yusuke's peaceful sleeping face. After a while, he suddenly woke up and started saying a bunch of nonsense about being a human stick. She thought maybe he had a nightmare, but even so, she gritted her teeth with hatred.
Who is this sinful bastard to dare hurt her Yu-kun? Even if it was just in his dreams!
She wanted to dive into his dream, slice the culprit into pieces, grind their bones, and scatter them across the lands so everyone could step on them!
Murayama took out an energy bar, munching on it as she watched him sit silently, staring into the air. Although he looked stupid, she thought he was super cute!
Suddenly, a scene that scared her happened. Thick steam started rising from him, so dense that five of her cameras couldn't see anything. Fortunately, she had placed more than ten cameras in his bedroom, and the other cameras caught what was happening, right under her wide, astonished eyes.
She watched as Yusuke's body changed from that of a scrawny boy to a fit, muscular, aesthetic bodybuilder. His physique looked like Lazar Angelov's... well, maybe smaller, and his height increased from 5'7" to 6 feet!
Right after those ridiculous changes happened, Yusuke suddenly fell headfirst onto his bed and passed out. Before she could even understand what was going on, all the screens around her went black.
"What's going on!? What happened!?" Murayama's face turned pale. She couldn't make sense of what just happened. But that wasn't what occupied her mind; the image of Yusuke losing consciousness kept playing in her head. She quickly put on her clothes and rushed out of the room. "Yu-Kun, wait for me!"
...
Using the beginner package would definitely change him completely, so he needed a good excuse. And what better excuse than letting Murayama see it with her own eyes?
...
Stats:
- Strength: 2
- Agility: 2
- Spirit: 2
- Physique: 2
...
Munching on a piece of honey bread, Yusuke checked his stats. After using the gift package, all his stats jumped to 2, making him twice as strong as an average athlete. Then he asked, "Why did Spirit only go up by 0.2?"
[The Gift Package 669 only boosts your stats up to 2. If any stat was already above 2, it won't get any increase.]
'So this package caps all stats at 2,' Yusuke caught on quickly. It made sense for a novice gift to not be that powerful. Still, he was pretty satisfied, he'd never felt this strong and light before. 'Say, system, if one day I lose you, will I lose everything I earned? All my stats and skills gone too?'
[No.]
'Good to know,' Yusuke said, taking another bite of the bread and nodding in satisfaction.
...
Running across the street, dragging her school bag like a madwoman, Murayama got closer to Yusuke's house. She glanced at her phone in frustration. The damn trackers stopped working!
Even the cameras outside the apartment had stopped responding!
Biting her lips, Murayama, running past the crowd of people crossing the street, she had been running from her house to Yusuke's without stopping, and the most outrageous thing is that her breathing was still steady.
Just how absurd was her endurance?
"Yu-kun!" Murayama suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her nose twitched as she took a whiff; she had caught Yusuke's scent!
Like a dog sniffing out a delicious treat, she looked in a certain direction and saw Yusuke strolling casually, his school bag slung over his shoulder and a piece of bread in his mouth.
Murayama stared at him with burning eyes. Yusuke's figure had changed drastically. He was taller and more muscular, but his face stayed mostly the same. The only difference was that some of his baby fat had faded, making his features sharper.
But even after the changes, he was still her Yu-kun!
'What should I do? Should I ask him about his changes? Or just pretend that nothing is wrong?' Murayama walked toward him, her gait extremely soft; no sound of footsteps could be heard. Her mind was storming with thoughts. Because of her guilty conscience about spying and stalking him, she didn't know when to start asking, since she had already seen the scene before her.
She suspected Yusuke didn't have any idea about the reason for his change either.
'Act normally, Murayama. Don't be suspicious, don't scare him. Just ask if he ate spinach to grow like that,' Murayama told herself, patting her bulging chest to calm her racing heart. She walked up quietly and stood behind him.
"Yu-kun!" With a smile, she patted his shoulder. Yusuke turned around in the cutest way, making her hold back laughter. He was so adorable! She poked his cheek and said, "Good morning, Yu-kun!"
---
Hearing her voice, Yusuke's body suddenly went stiff. His face turned pale, like his lungs stopped working. He stopped breathing. A nauseous sensation filled him, and he felt the urge to vomit.
The scenes from his memories came crashing back into him all at once, especially the one where he woke up without any limbs. The moment he realized he'd become a human stick!
He stared at her with wide eyes. Looking at her beautiful face, all he wanted was to plant his foot into it and keep stomping until it turned into an unrecognizable mess! Break her limbs just like she did to him!
[Emotional instability detected in the host. Initiating calming protocols.]
Soon, a cooling sensation spread through his mind. The burning rage slowly faded, and Yusuke regained his clarity.
"Yu-kun, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?" Murayama waved her hand in front of his face, asking with concern. Although it felt incredibly good to have Yusuke stare at her in a daze, his eyes looked a bit strange. She was worried something might've happened to him.
"Ah, nothing. I just noticed something today and got a little surprised," Yusuke sorted out his emotions and replied with a smile.
"Really? What is it?" Murayama asked curiously.
Yusuke eyed her seriously. He stretched out his hand, pointing a finger at her. "I just noticed that Murayama looks beautiful today." He poked her nose lightly, and his serious look broke into a chuckle.
He did entertain the idea of just kidnapping her, locking her up in some dark place, and slowly turning her into his obedient slave, but that thought was quickly dismissed.
Not to mention, unlike him, Murayama had friends and family who actually cared about her. It was almost impossible to kidnap her without leaving any traces. And even if he somehow pulled it off, that freaky girl would probably die from happiness.
This bitch is so obsessed with him she used to drink his piss after giving him a blowjob like it was some holy golden liquid. If the man she was completely obsessed with ever kidnapped her, it'd be a dream come true. And if he forced himself on her, she'd probably die from overexcitement.
Probably just the thought of him kidnapping her would give her a mental orgasm.
He could only go with a softer approach and tame her slowly.
"Euuuuuhhh!?" Murayama staggered back two steps, her legs wobbling. Her face flushed deep red as heat rushed to her cheeks.
'What just happened? Did Yu-kun... My Yu-kun just called me beautiful?! He called me beautiful! He praised me! Ahhh~! He touched me with his finger! He smiled at me! My Yu-kun is finally noticing me!' Her chest pounded hard, her heart thumping so loudly she thought it might burst.
Her eyes turned into wild red hearts, shining with obsession!
She gripped her skirt tightly, nails digging in, breath coming in short gasps as her mind screamed with joy. 'Does this mean he likes me? No, wait, he loves me, doesn't he?! Yes, yes, he definitely does! Why else would he say something so dangerous, so sweet, so perfect?!'
'Yu-kun, ahn~ I love you, my Yu-kun! I love you, I love you, I love you...'
Watching the girl's intense eyes, her pupils literally shaped like hearts, her body trembling slightly, hands clenched tight on her skirt as if holding back the urge to jump at him like some wild anime and suck his face, kissing him like there was no tomorrow, Yusuke didn't show any surprise. After spending months with this crazy chick, nothing she did could shock him anymore. He communicated with the system, 'Can you show me her submission level right now?'
[Yes!]
In Yusuke's vision, a red-pink gauge appeared on the left side of Murayama's head. It was nearly half-filled, with the number '42' floating above it. He stared at it and said, 'Forty-two is pretty high, right? Is it normal for her submission to be this high?'
[All yanderes will average around 40 in submission. They'll obey most of your orders and demands, unless it triggers their jealousy. Even if you ask them to kill someone, they'll do it without hesitation, just to earn your love.]
'Man, that's sick! But freaking hot too!' Yusuke was both shocked and fascinated, the idea of women being completely devoted to him was insanely attractive. But at the same time, it was terrifying, especially if that devotion meant imprisoning him or chopping off his limbs just to keep him.
'By the way, if I get killed this time, will you bring me back to life?' Yusuke asked.
[No! I don't have enough energy to rewind time.]
He reached out and patted Murayama's head. "Could it be that you're embarrassed?"
"How cute."
Murayama's eyes widened as she felt his hand on her head, gently caressing her hair. "Cu… cute!? I'm cute!?"
Puff!!
As if her brain overloaded, steam gushed from Murayama's head. Blood began to flow from her nose as she stammered like a broken machine. Her head spun, her body weakened, and her slender legs squeezed and rubbed against each other under her skirt. Her pants grew damp as love juice dripped down her thighs.
'It is that easy?! '
"Let's go, Murayama, we'll be late."
"R-Right!" She blinked rapidly, snapping out of her trance. She hurried after him, still dazed, her footsteps quick and uneven. Drops of unknown liquid dripped onto the concrete as she walked.
She completely forgot to ask him what happened to him this morning.
...
The school was the same. The moment he walked in, he spotted the perverted trio gathered, chatting about hentai. Issei was drooling over boobs, and Motohama was going on about the size of Akane-chan, the porn star they watched together at his place yesterday.
Yusuke ignored them. He didn't have any problem with those guys, but he'd rather not associate himself with them. Everyone had a perverted side, but not everyone wanted to show it.
"Look, it's Aoki-san."
"He looks weird today. How did he suddenly get so fit? His clothes are barely fitting."
"Yeah, last week he was still a skinny guy lost in his clothes."
"Maybe he took steroids?"
"That's impossible. Steroids don't turn people into hunks overnight."
"Really?"
"Yeah, my elder brother likes injecting steroids in his butt. He told me people who take them work even harder because they recover faster and get gains quicker."
"Hmm, he also got taller."
"True!"
"Really, what's his deal? How can someone just transform like this?"
"Maybe a late growth spurt."
The moment he entered, many girls in the class stared at him, not because he was handsome with jade skin and starry eyes, but because his sudden change shocked everyone who knew him.
Yusuke ignored the whispers loud enough to reach his ears. He took his seat and glanced toward the corner of the classroom. As he turned, his eyes met Aika's. They locked eyes for a moment before she blushed, startled, and looked away. But just after, she glanced back at him with a smirk on her face.
'Hey, Aika is one of those special women, right?' Yusuke smiled back at her, then looked away and asked the system.
[Yes, she's indeed one of the women obsessed with you.]
'Two in the same class? Are there a lot of these "special" women?' Yusuke scratched his chin. His unique trait said he attracted a certain type of women, but what type exactly, the system didn't know.
[No, they're really rare. It's almost impossible to run into them. You spent your whole past life without meeting any.]
'Wait, you mean I had this unique trait even in my previous life?' Yusuke nearly jumped from his seat, shocked.
[Yes! It's called a unique trait, it's unique to you and will stick with you throughout all your lives.]
'Really, I don't know how to feel about this,' Yusuke sighed, then asked, 'Since Aika is one of those special women, why didn't you give me a quest to conquer her?'
[No other quests will be issued until you complete the tutorial quest.]
'Why?' Yusuke asked.
[Because the tutorial quest is the easiest one. If you can't even clear that, it's unlikely you'll succeed in the others.]
Clack! Clack! Clack!
The sharp sound of high heels cut through Yusuke's conversation with the system. Ahead, near the door, two long legs wrapped in black stockings appeared, followed by a curvy figure stepping into the classroom.
The moment she entered, the entire classroom fell silent. All eyes turned toward the woman making her way to the front, her heels tapping against the floor, her hips swaying with an almost hypnotic rhythm.
"Strange, why is the English teacher here? Shouldn't it be the history teacher instead?" Yusuke muttered under his breath, glancing at the woman now standing at the podium.
She was a dangerously seductive woman, a confident smile resting on her lips. She wore a tight purple dress with a plunging neckline that boldly showed off her full chest, a gold necklace gleaming against her pale collarbone. Her outfit ended in a miniskirt that hugged her hips too well, drawing attention to the way her long, round legs stood out beneath sheer black stockings.
The English teacher stared at everyone in the class, and for some reason, her eyes stayed on Yusuke's direction for longer than necessary before saying, "Mr. Tanaka had some health issues, and he won't be able to teach you for the next few weeks. I'll be taking his place in the meantime."
'Strange... although I didn't pay attention to classes, and it had been months, but I'm pretty sure that in the previous timeline, Mr. Tanaka didn't have any health issues. Did my change cause some kind of butterfly effect?' Yusuke glanced at the teacher, his eyes stayed on her thick thighs for a while before moving up to her boobs 'cough'... I mean, face.
The busty teacher opened a textbook and started teaching. Although it was her first lesson, she handled the subject smoothly without the slightest stumble. It seemed like she was more than qualified to take over for Mr. Tanaka.
Yusuke stared directly at the teacher, but his focus stayed on the system screen, where his stats were displayed:
Stats:
- Strength: 2.
- Agility: 2.
- Spirit: 2.
- Physique: 2.
'I was wondering, since each addition to stats can double my strength, if I put all my points into Strength or Spirit, would that be okay?' Yusuke asked the system. This unreliable system never took the initiative to explain anything unless he asked.
[You can allocate stats freely. However, it is not recommended to concentrate stats too heavily in one area if your [Physique] stat is too low.]
"Why is that?" Yusuke asked.
[[Physique] functions as the foundation or container of your body. All other stats (e.g., [Strength], [Agility], [Spirit], etc.) rely on [Physique] to remain stable. Example: If [Strength] = 30 but [Physique] = 10, your body lacks the structure to support that power. Result: Muscle fiber rupture, bone fractures, nerve overload, or total system collapse.]
[To avoid system instability, maintain a balanced stat ratio.]
'I'll keep that in mind,' Yusuke said, a little disappointed.
Clack! Clack! Clack!
While Yusuke sat absentmindedly, the English teacher made her way from the far end of the classroom. Without a sound, she came up from behind and stood right next to him, her golden eyes staring down at his face.
A few students noticed, but none dared to say anything.
'Yu-kun~' The English teacher stood beside Yusuke, her golden eyes fixed on his face for a long moment. 'He looks even more manly up close… I want him to hold me tight and whisper sweet nothings into my ear… Ahnn~'
Just standing in close proximity to him like this, she felt hot all over. Her nose twitched slightly as she caught his scent, and her eyes shone even brighter while she stared at his face. Her thighs rubbed against each other underneath her skirt.
'Hmm? Shit!' Yusuke suddenly felt a breathy voice behind him. He turned around and was surprised to see the busty teacher standing right there, staring directly at his face.
She kept a stoic expression. "It seems my lecture is boring for some people, right?"
"That's not true. I've been focusing on your lecture since the beginning," Yusuke said with a serious face. There was no way he'd admit he hadn't been paying attention.
"Really?" The busty teacher's lips curled into a seductive smile. She leaned over until her face was just inches from his, her deep cleavage right in his line of sight. "Why don't you tell us about today's subject?"
'What's the deal with her? Ain't she a little too close?'
Yusuke shook his head mentally. Ever since Murayama's accident, he felt he'd become overly sensitive. Reluctantly tearing his eyes away from her bountiful breasts, he stood up and began reciting, "Today's subject is about the Meiji Restoration, the fall of the Tokugawa shogunate, modernization, and Westernization..."
Although Yusuke didn't pay much attention in class, he had a good grasp of all the subjects. The previous owner of this body had been excellent at his studies, giving Yusuke a solid foundation on top of what he learned in his previous life. More importantly, after being reborn, Yusuke's spirit was much higher than normal humans, which gave him an exceptionally good memory.
He didn't need to spend much effort or time memorizing anything.
"Good, but next time I won't let you off so easily if you doze off in class." The teacher quickly hid her disappointment, then lightly tugged his ear and squeezed his cheek. She sauntered over, twisting her curvy hips for him to enjoy.
'Too bad, I didn't expect him to get it right. Anyway, there's always next time. Fufu~' She hoped to use the chance to keep him after class, spending some alone time, but didn't expect him to answer correctly, though.
'Bitch! Seducing my Yu-kun!!!'
As she walked by, more than one pair of eyes burned into her with deep hostility.
Because of that little episode, Yusuke didn't doze off and paid close attention during the rest of the class. When the bell rang, the students packed up and left. Yusuke took his time packing his things, and when he finally stood up, the classroom was empty, except for one other person still there.
"Yu-kun~" Murayama skipped over to his desk with a bright smile.
"Murayama," Yusuke returned the smile, thinking, 'How do I even start this?'
[You're the one in control here. The power balance is completely tipped in your favor. Honestly, if you told her to strip right now, there's a 99% chance she'd actually do it.]
[There's an old saying — "If a woman wants you, she'll move a mountain. If she doesn't, she'll put one in your way."]
"You don't have club activities today?" Yusuke stretched out his hand and lightly brushed the hair falling over her cheek in a gentle, natural way, his smile soft and kind.
"Yu-kun~" Murayama squirmed at his light touch, cheeks flushed as she lowered her head and hummed, "Hmm."
Yusuke smiled at her reaction. If she'd been like this in the previous timeline, things would've been so much better... But that was just wishful thinking.
Although he didn't know much about dealing with women, he wasn't clueless.
"Say, Murayama, what is our relationship?" Yusuke's hand moved naturally, caressing her cheek softly. He could feel her trembling body under his touch, her rising temperature, and her breathing was rough.
"R... relationship!???" Murayama snapped out of the blissful feeling from his touch and stammered, her mind racing, 'Why is Yu-kun talking about relationships all of a sudden? Is he going to confess to me?!'
Murayama's erratic breathing grew heavier, her eyes glowing dangerously. The thoughts she had held back began surfacing again because of Yusuke's behavior. She wanted to pin him down right there, ride him, and declare he belonged to her!
'No, get a grip, Murayama! I'm already this close… I can't ruin everything for a moment of pleasure!' With the last shred of rationality, Murayama swallowed hard, fighting the twisted smile tugging at her lips, and asked, "W-What do you mean, Yu-kun?"
"I was just wondering about our relationship. We're friends, right?" Yusuke's hand, which had been caressing her cheek, moved up to play with her hair.
Under his touch, Murayama's pupils suddenly took the shape of hearts, and clear liquid dripped from her mouth. Drooling, she nodded stupidly, "Hmm~ We are friends!"
She and Yusuke had been classmates for a long time. He was a normal guy, but compared to the perverted trio who sometimes shouted things like, "I will rape you all in my mind!" he was infinitely better. Still, a week ago, when Murayama saw him on the way to school, her heart stopped for a moment; it was as if she fell in love at first sight!
For the first time in her life, Murayama struck up a conversation with someone from the opposite sex. He was surprised at first, and his reaction was so cute! His voice was nice too, and just being near him made her feel giddy!
Since then, she had been trying to get close to him and stalk him. She even sneakily stole his keys and made copies, managing to sneak into his house. She used all her savings and borrowed from friends to buy a large number of cameras, installing them around his place just to keep track of his life.
It became her new lifestyle to watch him constantly, and she even masturbated while spying on him when he was in the bathroom.
Of course, she knew what she was doing was wrong and even disgusting, but she couldn't stop herself! Her obsession with him grew by the second. Even at this moment, her feelings kept getting stronger. She fought the urge to do many things to him and had been trying very hard to restrain herself and not scare him.
"Do you think that we could take our relationship to the next level?" Yusuke patted her hair softly as he spoke in a low, gentle tone. "Like becoming something more than friends," he added, whispering tempting words.
'E-Eh!? Am I hearing this right?! Yu-kun is really… really saying that he loves me, right?' Murayama felt like everything that happened today was unreal! First, she saw Yusuke's physique change, then all her cameras were destroyed, and now he was acting more intimate! In the past, he never took the initiative to touch her!
'This is heaven, it must be heaven!' Murayama's whole body shuddered, her already heart-shaped eyes glowing with a purple light. Her rough breathing grew even heavier, and her grip on rationality started to slip. "Yu-kun~!" She suddenly grabbed Yusuke's shirt with both hands. He was two heads taller than her, so she had to lift her head to look at him, revealing her morbid, obsessive expression. "Yu-kun! I love you! I love you!"
"Be with me! I love you! Please go out with me!" Her hands clenched tightly onto his shirt. Since the shirt was already small on him, her grip made it stretch even tighter across his body.
'That was much easier than I expected. I still underestimated a yandere's feelings,' Yusuke smile.
He held both her hands and slowly pried them off. Feeling her grip, he almost wanted to complain, kendo club or not, how could a girl her age be this strong?
The system said she hadn't even received her "power-up" yet.
A Yandere thing, maybe?
Although Murayama's grip was strong, Yusuke's strength was even greater. He easily pulled her hands away and held them both in his, "Murayama, I know… It's hard not to notice your feelings."
"Euuh?!" Murayama's legs moved closer without thinking, pressing her body against his. Her glowing, intense eyes stayed locked on his. Her breath came heavy and hot, sending out mist as she spoke, "Yu-kun... Yu-kun, you're accepting my feelings?"
"Are we really going to be together?!"
"Please say yes!!"
Yusuke kept his smile despite her creepy display. "It seems you misunderstood. I was hoping we could become something like best friends."
As soon as his words landed in her ears, Murayama stiffened, her eyes staring at him wide with disbelief! Did Yu-kun, her Yu-kun, really just turn her down!?
Did she scare him with her creepy performances? Yes, he must have been scared. If she were in his place and someone acted like that, she'd be so creeped out she'd probably throw up!
What should she do?
What should she do!?
As she thought, the light in her eyes began to dim, and that scary, vacant look started to take its place.
Kidnap him?
Or keep sticking around until he accepts her?
"But…" Yusuke ignored her shock and continued speaking, "It's not that I can't accept your feelings."
"Really!?" The light suddenly returned to her eyes as she stared at him desperately.
"I think it's too early for me to accept your feelings so suddenly," Yusuke said, nodding his head. He caressed her face with his left hand, making her squirm. He leaned in closer and whispered, "Murayama, you love me, right?"
"Hmm, I love you. I love Yu-kun so much!" Murayama nodded eagerly. With their bodies pressed together, she felt over the moon. The floor beneath her was already wet from the juices falling between her legs.
"More than anything?" Yusuke asked.
"Yes! I love Yu-kun more than anything!" Murayama answered without hesitation.
"Then prove it. As long as you prove your love to me, I won't mind making you mine," Yusuke said, suddenly moving back to put some distance between them. He stared down at her as he spoke.
"Prove my love to Yu-kun?" Murayama tilted her head, confused. She knew she loved Yusuke so much, wasn't that enough? Suddenly, a realization hit her. 'Silly Murayama, Yu-kun doesn't know your feelings. You need to make him believe in your love!'
'Hehehe~ Proving my love to him… thinking about it, isn't it kind of romantic?' That's the special thing about yanderes, their brains always find a way to twist and filter the actions of the person they love, making excuses for everything he does.
Even if he became violent with them, they wouldn't blame the person they're obsessed with. Instead, they'd blame themselves for not being good enough.
Of course, this only holds true as long as their jealousy isn't triggered.
Yusuke watched her changing expressions calmly. Usually, she had a good hold on her face, but right now she was an open book. The excited girl asked, "How can I prove my love for Yu-kun?"
'It worked!' Although he knew this would work, the inexperienced Yusuke still felt a bit nervous. Gradually, a smile appeared on his face as he spoke, "Why don't you squat on the ground and bark like a dog?"
Since the task was to turn her into his slave, Yusuke planned to start training this woman to be his obedient dog. This bitch had turned him into a limbless human stick, there was no way he would let this chance to get his revenge slip away!
If it weren't for the fear of repercussions, he wouldn't have hesitated to kill her!
Yusuke might not know how to manipulate people, but he still knew how to use his advantages.
"What?" Murayama suspected her ears were playing tricks on her. She stared into his eyes, searching for any sign he was joking, but when she heard his next words, she finally knew she wasn't hallucinating.
"Why aren't you moving?" Yusuke urged.
Murayama didn't find his request humiliating. On the contrary, she felt a strange happiness in being needed and used by him. She was surprised that usually gentle Yu-kun would ask for something like this.
"Hmm," Murayama let out a soft sound, then slowly squatted down. She raised her head and stared up at him, her hands curled before her like an obedient dog. She mimicked the dog's voice, "Woof, woof."
'I did it! I did it!' The strange mix of shame and excitement made her shudder with a strange pleasure from being dominated by her lover. Love juice kept seeping down to the ground. Her legs wobbled, and she nearly fell to her knees.
Her panties, already soaked since the morning, grew even damper.
'43.'
'44.'
'45.'
'51.'
Yusuke stared at the girl's happy face, waiting for his praise, but his eyes were fixed on the side of her head, the gouge marking her submission. This morning it read '42,' but now it had jumped to '51.' Yusuke narrowed his eyes, thinking, 'Maybe the system wasn't bullshitting. The tutorial task is easier than I expected.'
According to the system, yanderes were split into four categories: 1 to 30 was Rebellious, 31 to 60 was Possessive, 61 to 90 was Dependent, and 91 to 100 was Devoted.
The system didn't explain how it calculated the values.
If just this small act of dominating her raised her submission by 9 points, it seemed he could easily push her up to the 'Dependent' level.
"You look like a real dog, cute and obedient. Good job," Yusuke said, bending over to pat her head like she was an actual dog. Murayama closed her eyes, enjoying it, and rubbed her head against his palm.
"If you follow my next order, I'll give you a reward," Yusuke retracted his hand that was patting her head, much to Murayama's disappointment, and said.
"Reward!? I will do anything Yu-kun wants!" Murayama beamed with joy. Squatting on the ground like a dog, she nodded her head repeatedly like a golden retriever. If she had a tail, it would be wagging right now.
'She's getting into the role so fast.' Yusuke was speechless at the speed of her adaptation.
He sat on the desk behind him and said, "Crawl like a dog around the classroom and return to this place."
Murayama was very tempted by the promise of a reward. Getting a reward from Yu-kun! What kind of reward would he give her? A head pat? No! He already gave her plenty of those! Maybe something more daring... a kiss perhaps... Hehe... just imagining him kissing her made the girl laugh foolishly.
"Crawling? Isn't this bad, Yu-kun? What if someone walks in?" But when she heard his request, she hesitated for a moment. She didn't care if Yusuke saw her humiliating performance; in fact, it felt kind of like an honor for him to see her doing lowly things, but it was another matter entirely if someone else saw her.
"Then you better hurry and start crawling before someone comes in. If you finish the task before someone arrives, I'll give you a very good reward," Yusuke shrugged his shoulders and said casually. At the same time, he ask the system, 'Hey, can you detect if anyone is getting close?'
[Yes. I can detect anyone in close proximity of 400 meters,]
'Ok'
Murayama crawled slowly. She moved toward the podium before crawling around the desks toward the back of the classroom. As she moved on all fours, her perky ass stuck high in the air for him to admire, and her big breasts hung down, swaying hypnotically with every movement. Between her legs, drops of love juice leaked out, leaving a long trail behind her.
"Yu-kun, I did it~!" When she crawled back to him, she squatted between his spread legs and, like a good dog, pulled down his pants and said with a flushed face.
"Yu-kun? It's 'Master' to you from now on," Yusuke narrowed his eyes.
'Mas… Master?! He wants me to call him Master! Yu-kun is so overbearing! But I… I like it~! Ahn~ I feel something hot coming out~' Murayama shuddered under his sharp eyes and let out a muffled moan. She swayed and nearly fell to the ground. She clung to his leg and said while panting, "Mmm~ So... sorry, Master~!"
'52'
'53'
'54'
'55'
'58'
Her submission value suddenly increased by 6 points all at once. Yusuke stretched out his hand and patted her head, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. At first, he thought this quest would be hard, but now it seemed much easier than expected. However, he still wouldn't let his guard down. The reason Murayama was so obedient right now was because he wasn't close to any other female. Once she noticed other girls near him, she would switch to "Crazy Yandere Max" mode.
And according to the system, once the submission value hit 60, it would be hard to reach 61, because that would mark a change from possessive to dependent.
"Good job, doggy, Master will reward you," Yusuke ran his fingers through her hair as he spoke softly, as if he were praising a dog for pooping in the toilet. He patted his lap and said, "Come sit here."
Murayama closed her eyes, blissfully enjoying his touch and praise. Her pussy, already close to orgasm, was dripping love juice like crazy. However, when she heard his next words, the girl suddenly snapped awake like she had just heard a miracle. Her brain stopped working for a split second. Her heart started beating so fast it felt like it would explode, and blood rushed to her head.
She stood frozen in place for nearly half a minute before she reacted. Her red lips, wet with drool, parted, and she spoke hesitantly, "Master... Am I really allowed to sit in your lap?"
"I promised to reward you, didn't I? Hurry up, or could it be that you don't want to?" Yusuke patted his lap again.
"No... I want to. I want to!" Murayama nearly passed out from fright. She shot up from her squatted position and slowly, almost cautiously, moved. She pressed her round butt against his thighs and sat down.
The moment her butt touched his lap, Murayama froze.
'I'm really sitting on Master's lap...'
Her brain short-circuited. A warm shiver exploded through her spine and spread all over her body like a shockwave. Her breath stopped. Her heart pounded so violently it felt like it would burst out of her chest. Her thighs squeezed together, and her pussy was soaked beyond reason.
For a full five seconds, she didn't move and even forgot how to breathe. Her lips parted, her eyes wide like she had just seen the gates of heaven open.
Then it hit her all at once.
"A-Aaahn~!" She let out a sharp gasp that ended in a moan, her face going beet red. Her entire body trembled violently as the heat between her legs surged to the breaking point. Her hips twitched unconsciously, grinding just a little against him before she caught herself.
"I-It's real… I'm really on Master's lap… I'm not dreaming…!" she whispered to herself, her voice almost delirious.
She grabbed onto his shirt with shaking hands, burying her face in his chest like she was trying to melt into him. Taking a long, deep breath, she smelled his scent. Her breathing grew faster, more erratic, each inhale shaky and hot.
"I-I'm so happy… I could die right now and wouldn't even mind…" she mumbled, her words slurred from the overwhelming wave of bliss washing over her.
If someone looked at her, they'd think she had just experienced spiritual enlightenment or reached Nirvana.
'System, are you sure there's no one around?' Under Murayama's shocked eyes, Yusuke pinched her chin and lifted it up with his finger as he asked the system.
[No presence is detected in the radius of 400 meters,]
Yusuke was relieved by the answer. He lowered his eyes to meet the wide, dazed eyes of Murayama and smiled. "Here's your reward." As soon as he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The moment his lips touched hers, Murayama's mind went blank.
Her eyes widened even more, just for a second, before they rolled back. Her entire body stiffened like she had been struck by lightning.
"Mnnh…!"
A muffled moan escaped her throat as her fingers clutched his shirt in a death grip. Her hips jerked. Her legs trembled. It felt like her soul left her body.
'He's kissing me… Master is kissing me…!'
That single thought echoed in her mind like a chorus of angels screaming. The heat between her legs erupted all at once.
Her body spasmed.
Right there on his lap, she came!
Love juice sprayed from her soaked panties into his pants like a water jet, drenching his clothes.
Her back arched slightly, her thighs clenched tightly around him, and her moan grew louder. The mental orgasm sent overwhelming pleasure through each of her cells.
"Ah… ahhhn~!"
She clung to him like a lifeline, her nails digging into his shoulders, her entire body trembling with aftershocks. Her lips stayed locked on his, desperate and hungry, her tongue entangled with his, seeking more, even though her brain had already been fried.
By the time the kiss ended, her chest was heaving, her face flushed deep red, sweat clinging to her forehead, and her eyes glazed with euphoria.
"Did you like the reward?" Yusuke asked, patting her back.
"M-Master…" she whispered, dazed and panting. "That… was too much… I-I think I saw heaven…"
"Do you want more?" Yusuke smirked.
"Yes… Master, I want more. I want to kiss Master more," Murayama held onto his clothes tightly as she answered.
"If you can follow my orders in the future, maybe I'll give you a better reward. Alright?" Yusuke gave her bubble butt a squeeze.
"A better… better reward!?" Murayama's already fried brain began to emit smoke as she stuttered, imagining all sorts of things.
The girl didn't notice how things had started with her trying to 'prove her love' and ended up becoming his actual dog.
"Alright, get up. You're already late for your club practice," Yusuke pushed her off his lap and stood up. He glanced at his wet clothes and complained, "I have to go back home like this... "
Far away... more than five hundred meters away, two pairs of eyes, each from a different direction, were staring at this scene from the classroom's window with cold expressions.
-x-X-x-
Arranging her disheveled clothes, Murayama reluctantly gave Yusuke one last glance before leaving the classroom. She stood at the doorway, stuck out her tongue, and winked at him. "See you tomorrow, master~"
Once she left, the girl ran through the corridor, tracing her lips that had just been kissed by him. A look of intoxication and obsession appeared on her flushed face, and her eyes gleamed with a bright, intense light. As she recalled his firm body, she thought, 'It seems Yusuke's penis has grown up too...' When she sat on his lap, she felt his erection, which was much bigger and thicker than what she had seen back when she spied on him.
Back in the classroom, Yusuke stood up from his seat, patted down his clothes, and glanced at the big bulge in his pants. Kissing that bitch actually made him hard. It seemed that after months of being raped by her, his dick had gotten used to her body. He adjusted his dick and walked out of the classroom.
In the previous timeline, around this time, he went to the rooftop and met Aika on the way… No, it would be more accurate to say that she ambushed him there.
'I wonder if she's still waiting for me, or if my previous actions changed the future,' Yusuke thought as he walked. Honestly, he liked that cute girl Aika. She was freaky, but much tamer than Murayama. The cute note and breakfast she left that morning had left a great impression on him.
"System, why did you judge that it would be easier to conquer Murayama than Aika? From my interactions with both, I still think Aika is much easier to deal with,' Yusuke asked the bitch system. He didn't have this thought without reason; his observations had shown some subtle things in the way they each interacted with him.
Aika appeared to be much more submissive than Murayama. It could be sensed from the way she called him Yu-sama, unlike Murayama, who sometimes said my Yu-kun. That alone suggested Aika not only loved him obsessively but also borderline worshipped him. Murayama, on the other hand, had a more morbid obsession; she viewed him as her exclusive possession and wouldn't tolerate anyone getting close to him.
[Yes, technically Aika is indeed easier to tame than Murayama, but the host must understand that the process of conquering a target doesn't only depend on the target themselves.]
Hmm? What do you mean by that? Wait...!' Yusuke scratched his chin as he listened to the system's reply. He was confused at first, but the next second, he thought of the previous timeline and immediately understood. 'You mean that if I were to start with Aika, Murayama will get in the way?'
[Yes]
Thinking about the system's explanation, it seemed that it had designated Murayama as the target after careful consideration. If he started with Aika, he would probably run into Murayama, who might sabotage him by kidnapping him. And if she failed this time, she might even try to kidnap or kill Aika. So in the end, he'd have to deal with Murayama either way.
"Ah!" While he was thinking, he turned a corner in the corridor and suddenly sensed someone coming from the other side. A cry of surprise snapped him out of his thoughts. The voice was delicate, clearly female. His enhanced reflexes kicked in, and he stepped aside just before he could ram into her.
"Sorry," Yusuke apologized first, then glanced at the person he had nearly run into.
She was a young, bespectacled woman with long, straight black hair that reached all the way down to her knees. Her split bangs framed her face, and her heterochromic eyes, one violet on the left and one light brown on the right, stood out. She was tall, with a very curvaceous body. Her large bust pressed against the white blouse, and her wide hips showed beneath the uniform short skirt that reached only halfway down her thighs, revealing smooth, long, rounded legs.
She was actually quite tall for someone her age, around 5'7. She was almost as tall as him before his transformation.
The girl stared at him with a stern and serious expression. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her arms were crossed in front of her chest.
Looking at this beautiful girl, Yusuke was surprised by her beauty, especially her eyes. He had never seen eyes so stunning before. He had only been in this world for less than a week before Murayama kidnapped him, so he hadn't met anyone like her at school yet.
"What are you doing?! You nearly caused an accident!" The girl glared at him and asked sternly, "And why are you staring at me like that? How rude!"
Her reprimand snapped Yusuke back to his senses. He shook his head lightly and smiled. "Sorry, but your eyes are so beautiful I couldn't help but stare a little longer." He didn't know why he said that; it just slipped out without thinking.
"Ehh!?" His answer made the girl freeze completely. Her stern expression froze, while a red hue began creeping up her cheeks and ears.
"Well, then, I'll take my leave. Sorry again!" Yusuke was surprised by her reaction. He waved goodbye and left hurriedly. As he walked, he thought, 'Since when did I start randomly complementing woman'
...
As soon as Yusuke turned to leave, Tsubaki's serious eyes softened. She stared at him with unabashed affection that flowed through her gaze.
"He... he said my eyes were beautiful... Ahhh~ How could he say something so dangerous? I nearly lost control~" After he left her sight, she suddenly slumped against the wall and collapsed to the ground. Her eyes transformed into heart shapes as she grabbed her breasts, moaning softly.
She had been in a terrible mood, filled with the urge to kill someone. The image of Yusuke-kun kissing another woman still lingered in her mind. According to her investigations, that was his first kiss, his freaking first kiss! It wasn't her who got it, but some random bitch took it!
The urge to go and kill that girl was barely held back by her rationality.
If she wasn't afraid Yusuke would hate her, and didn't want to attract her master Sona's attention, that bitch would have long been a dried-up corpse by now.
She reacted much strongly toward him earlier because she smelled that woman's scent all over his body. Normal women wouldn't notice it, but all yanderes have noses stronger than police dogs.
"Yusuke-kun~ Yusuke-kun... He finally noticed me~ He said I'm beautiful~" Tsubaki's hand began fondling her breasts while the other slid into her panties, fingering herself right there in the middle of the corridor. Love juices flooded from her, soaking the floor beneath her.
...
"I know it's very unlikely, but that girl from earlier, she's not one of them, right?" Yusuke suddenly asked.
Although that woman didn't show any sign of being attracted to him, and he didn't remember seeing her before either, he didn't rule out the possibility that she might be another yandere.
[I am unable to tell you.]
"Why?" Yusuke asked.
[Your current level doesn't have the authority to make me analyze others.]
[The only way to access more features of the system is to level up.]
'Alright then'.
-x-X-x-
Most of this is her delusion.
---
Aside from her very perverted and somewhat mocking personality, and also her love for hardcore porn, Aika had always thought her life was normal, maybe even boring.
Going to school, meeting her friends and classmates, and using her 'Size Scouter' to calculate a male's "manhood" size just by looking, that was her daily routine.
But everything changed that day!
Yusuke Aoki was a very bland person by her standards, with nothing particularly special about him. Well, it was expected that he would stand out in a classroom full of girls and only four boys, and three of those were "abnormal." As the only normal boy in the whole class, he did stand out quite a bit. She even heard some girls were considering dating him.
Other than that, he was just a normie, which didn't interest her that much. But everything changed that day. It was Monday, first period. The boy still looked the same. If anything had changed, it was his haircut and the way he wore the school uniform, which looked much looser and less stiff than before.
He gave off a more mature and unrestrained vibe.
But that meant nothing to Aika. Something else caught her attention. The moment he entered her vision, it felt like everything else in the world suddenly became irrelevant. As if he were the center of her universe. Her eyes locked onto him so hard that it scared the girl sitting next to her. Her face turned red, and she nearly started breathing steam from the intense feelings bubbling up inside her.
She felt a strange, overwhelming urge to run to him, throw herself into his arms, and have him hold her as tightly as possible. She wanted him to take her lips right there in front of everyone, in the wettest, sloppiest kiss imaginable. She wanted him to strip her bare and thrust his six-and-a-half inches into her, pierce her hymen, and stretch her folds wide.
She wanted him to choke her hard as he fucked her rougher and rougher, to hurl the filthiest insults at her, to slap her shameless ass like the needy bitch she was. She wanted him to bend her over like a dog, step on her, and cum deep inside her. And when she twitched from the mind-breaking orgasm, she wanted him to spit on her in disgust, and kick her while he was at it.
She knew she was a freaky, horny bitch, but she couldn't stop the wild rush that suddenly surged in her heart!
Standing in the corridor leading to the rooftop, she pressed her hands against her chest, trying to calm her pounding heart. Today, she had finally gathered the courage to confront Yusuke and boldly ask him to have sex with her.
She had been watching him for the past few days and noticed he always came to the rooftop to decide which part of the school he'd explore next. Even though she felt like a lowly worm for stalking a godlike being like him and staining his dignity, the thought of him finding out later, and messing her up for it, made her feel so freaking excited!
"Ahn~ Yu-sama~ Please break me~" Just imagining him stepping on her, glaring with utter disgust, treating her like the dog she was, and spitting on her like she was some filthy trash on the roadside made her legs go weak.
"Sniff, sniff, Yu-sama is coming~" Her nose twitched like a police dog picking up the scent of drugs. Aika's eyes brightened as she moved quietly, slipping behind the wall without making a sound.
As soon as Yusuke appeared in her sight, she stretched out her arms to pull him and slam him against the wall.
"Ehh!?"
But to her surprise, a strong hand grabbed her wrist. Before she could react, she found herself pressed against the wall, Yusuke's face just inches from hers, his other hand planted firmly beside her head.
'What's happening? No, that's not important!'
'Yu-sama is so close, so dangerously close~ I can feel his breath brushing against my face~ This is heaven~ So good~!'
Being this close to Yusuke for the first time, Aika's pupils dilated. Her heart raced so hard it felt like it would explode any second, her cheeks deepened into an even brighter red, and her body trembled with intense excitement!
"Aika? What were you doing?" Yusuke deliberately kept his face close to hers and asked.
Staring at her utterly enraptured expression, Yusuke felt very satisfied. In the previous timeline, she was the one who suddenly blocked him and surprised him, but this time, the tables had turned.
"Yu-sama~ Hehehe~ So close~ So dangerously close~ Kiss me~ Are you going to kiss me?" Aika didn't answer. Instead, her glowing eyes shifted into a yandere-like heart shape as she muttered stupidly.
'She's as quirky as I remember,' Yusuke thought with amusement. He patted her cheek and said, "You know I can hear you, right?"
"Ehh? What? Yes! Right! I want to have sex! Let's fuck, Yu-sama!" Aika melted at his touch but snapped back quickly. Her unfocused eyes sharpened as she stared at him and declared loudly.
"Oh really? Why do you want to have sex with me?" Yusuke asked, not surprised at all, after all, this freaky girl had said the same thing last time.
"Because... because I like you! I love you, Yu-sama!" Aika's heart-shaped eyes glowed with fierce love. Yusuke could swear they shimmered pink; hell, he even felt like she was radiating a pink aura all over her body.
Just how deeply was this freaky girl in love with him?
"You love me?" Yusuke asked, sounding confused.
Aika leaned in close, her breath warm against his ear, her voice low and trembling with twisted obsession.
"I love you... No, that's too plain~ I worship you. I breathe you! I dream about you every night... about the way your voice sounds when you're angry, the way your eyes narrow when you're annoyed. I want to be the reason for both! I want you to hate me so much that you can't ignore me! I want you to break me when I get too close and then hold me when I cry after. Isn't that perfect?"
She bit her lower lip hard enough to nearly draw blood, then smiled, her smile was so wide and twisted it nearly split her face.
"Every time you didn't notice me, it feels like needles through my lungs, and fucking I love that feeling! Because it was caused by you!"
"Every moment I spend watching you talk to another girl, I imagine what it would feel like to be chained at your feet, so you never have to look at anyone else again!"
"I want to belong to you! No! I want to be owned. Like a thing. Like a pet. Like a toy you can use, hurt, abandon, and I'll still crawl back just to get a glance."
She pressed herself against him; she was much shorter than him, so her face was pressed against his chest. She rubbed her cheeks, no, her whole body against his as she whispered her crazy, obsessive feelings, "I want you to use me like your personal fleshlight. Fuck my throat until I can't breathe, slap me when I cry, and make me thank you for it!
"I want you to leave handprints on my thighs and bite marks on my tits, marks so deep I'll feel them for days. And when I'm sore and shaking, I want you to push me onto my knees and make me clean your cock with my tongue like a good little slut."
The more she spoke, the more her body began to shudder with manic glee, love juice had drenched her panties, and it was dripping to the floor, wetting the ground beneath them.
"Sometimes I dream of you tying me down, whispering awful things into my ears, making me beg for every horrible thing I shouldn't want. And when I wake up, I cry, because it wasn't real. But it can be real, right? Say it can. Say you'll make me scream for you. Say you'll break me and remake me in your image."
'Yep, as expected of her,' Yusuke thought, too stunned to speak for a moment.
"I don't care if it's in some filthy alley or the back of a car, just ruin me. Break my hymen, stain my thighs with your cum, and whisper in my ear how no one else would ever want me after what you've done. Because that's all I've ever wanted… to be your ruined thing."
"Mmm~" A shaky, euphoric moan escapes her.
Feeling his hard tool pressing against her lower belly, Aika moaned softly and whispered again, "Isn't it... freaking hot? So... wanna turn me into your perfect fuckdoll?"
"Indeed, it's very tempting. Having a cute little bitch like you as my fuckdoll ain't a bad idea." Yusuke reached out and gave her ass a squeeze as he nodded.
The second Yusuke accepted her confession, Aika froze.
Then a violent shiver ran through her body. Her breath stopped. Her eyes went wide, then narrowed with euphoric madness.
"…Yu-sama… you really accepted me…?" she whispered, her voice trembling like she was on the edge of climax just from his words alone.
"Yu-sama~… I'm yours now. Yours. Use me. Break me. Hurt me. Love me. I don't care what you do, just don't ever throw me away." She coiled her arms around his back, her fingers clawing at his shirt's collar like a starving animal.
'She's completely different from Murayama. If it were Murayama, she would have exploded just from smelling the scent of another woman on me,' Yusuke thought as he stared at the girl shaking in his arms, secretly pressing her pussy against his thigh like it was a masturbation tool.
Murayama had just orgasmed on his thighs not long ago, and with the sharp sense of smell yanderes have, it was easy for them to notice traces of another woman. But Aika didn't react at all, or maybe she was smart enough not to mention it.
'I never thought a harmless yandere like her existed,' Yusuke thought as he lightly pushed her against the wall. He glanced at the dark, wet stain on his right knee and scolded, "You're acting like a filthy slut, dirtying my clothes!"
"Ahn~ I want more~ Hit me, Yu-sama~" Aika closed her eyes and let out a soft moan.
Yusuke reached out and grabbed her throat, choking her gently. As he did, he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply.
[There is no harmless yandere. Aika sees the host as a godlike being. Her obsession has reached the level of worship. But if the host doesn't keep her in check, that obsession could twist into a dangerous religious desecration. She would start feeling pleasure in trampling the very object of her worship.]
'I know it!' Yusuke thrust his tongue into Aika's mouth.
"Hmm~ hmm~" Aika felt like she was in a wonderful dream, clinging to Yu-sama as she sucked on his face, intertwining her tongue with his. Though her kiss was clumsy, Yusuke, with his experience, guided her, sliding inside her mouth, playing with her tongue, exchanging saliva.
Every cell in her body screamed with joy. Her mind went completely blank from the overwhelming euphoria. Her hands moved on their own, she grabbed his arm and started masturbating with his fingers.
"Hmm?" Yusuke was slightly surprised. He hadn't intended to become her masturbation toy, but seeing her like this, making that expression and touching herself in the corridor, made him want to watch until the very end. Tears, drool, sweat, and juices, she was dripping with every kind of fluid. Though her appearance was thoroughly messy, it only made her more arousing. And then...
Drip! Drip!
"Ahnnn~" Her body tensed suddenly as love juice squirted from her dripping pussy, a mind-boggling orgasm crashing over her. Her legs clamped around his arms while she shook violently.
Finally, after a long while, the orgasm subsided, and she powerlessly slumped against his body. Yusuke wrapped his other arm around her waist to keep her from falling and pulled away from the kiss, leaving a thick string of saliva behind. He squeezed her ass firmly and scolded, "Filthy whore, you actually came in the corridor. Aren't you afraid someone might see you?"
"Hmm, Yu-sama called me a whore~ Slap me, please~" A sensual moan escaped her lips as Aika looked up at him with her still-blurry eyes.
Yusuke's eyebrows twitched. This girl really enjoyed being treated like shit by him. Honestly, he did not want to be rough with her. After all, Aika had done nothing but good for him.
"Yu-sama, let's go fuck!" Aika said eagerly. "Are we going to your place? Or the rooftop? Or even better, the toilet? Hmm, losing my virginity in a public toilet is so hot. When Yu-sama finishes with me, he can use me as his toilet and piss on me. Ahn~" As she spoke, an unhealthy blush spread across her face. She shuddered, her expression shifting into ecstasy while she moaned occasionally.
"Hopeless masochistic slut!" Yusuke's cock twitched at her suggestion. He resisted the urge to drag her to the rooftop and fuck her there. He pushed her gently and said, "No, we aren't going to have sex today."
"Euuh?! Why!???" Aika's eyes widened as she exclaimed in disbelief.
"Because you need to earn it. Do you think I am so desperate to fuck a dirty whore like you?" Yusuke slapped her across the cheek, making her face twist to the side.
"Huff~ huff~ mmm~ Yu-sama called me a dirty whore and slapped me~ So good~ Just like I imagined~ Yu-sama is the best~!" Aika's breathing was loud. She pressed a hand to her cheek, and a twisted smile spread across her face as she spoke with a lovestruck expression.
"Give me your handkerchief!" Yusuke ordered.
Aika didn't ask why. She reached into her pocket and handed him a pink handkerchief with both hands.
Yusuke grabbed the handkerchief. Under her ecstatic eyes, he spat on it a few times, then threw it at her, saying, "I know a hopeless pervert like you would like this. Use it as masturbation material,."
"Understood?"
"Yu-sama's order~ You dirty bitch will absolutely accomplish it~" Aika grabbed the handkerchief with both hands, brought it to her face, and took a long, deep breath before replying enthusiastically.
...
After parting with Aika at the school gate, Yusuke returned home with a hard-on. Honestly, he really wanted to fuck Aika so hard she'd squirt a lake and pass out, but he didn't want to risk Murayama finding out.
"This tastes so bland," Yusuke complained as he ate the bento he bought from the convenience store. His financial situation had been tight lately. It had only been one week since he came to this world, and he still hadn't found any source of income.
He began considering selling his house and using the money to either start a business or invest in stocks. After finishing his dinner, Yusuke stood up and suddenly thought, "Should I make Murayama take care of my meals?"
Feeling mentally tired, Yusuke wasn't in the mood to watch TV. He went to his bedroom to sleep. So much had happened in a single day. He was too mentally exhausted and just wanted a good, deep rest.
Curling up inside the blanket, Yusuke drifted off to sleep.
...
Suddenly, Yusuke woke up from his sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, he met Murayama's glowing gaze. She was just inches from his face, staring intensely, drool dripping from her mouth as she shuddered slightly.
"What are you doing here"
"Ahn~ Yu-kun, you're awake~?" Murayama smiled sweetly at him, but then her face twisted into one full of pleasure. She moaned as she spoke, "Wait... Ahn~ a moment~ Mmm... Yu-kun~"
She was on all fours, looking at his face, her hand between her thighs, touching herself. Her body suddenly tensed.
"Yu-kun~ I'm... I'm coming~ Yu-kun is watching me cum~ Ahn~ Ahn~ It feels so good~"
After the orgasm, Murayama collapsed on the bed, still twitching slightly.
Yusuke stood up, He wasn't just angry because this bitch broke into his place without any warning. He was furious because he was having a good sleep and she ruined it, can't she come in the morning.
Bang!
Without warning, Yusuke push her off his bed and sending her tumbling onto the wooden floor, "what do you think you are doing? "
Murayama raised her head in confusion. When she met Yusuke's glare, her face turned pale. "I... I missed Yu-kun and came to see you. Why are you angry, Yu-kun? Did I do something wrong?"
She crawled on the ground toward him, holding his pajama pants and begging, "Please don't be angry, Yu-kun. If I did anything wrong, I can fix it. Please don't ignore me. I can't live without you, Yu-kun."
Thud!
Yusuke pulled his leg free from her grip and mercilessly stepped on her head.
"who gave you permission to come to my place at this freaking hour?" He glanced at the clock and saw it was 4 AM.
Did this bitch even sleep?
"I thought Yu-kun would be happy if he woke up to breakfast prepared for him, so I came early to make it."
Murayama looked up, her head pressed beneath his leg. She didn't resist; instead, a flattering look spread across her face.
Yusuke's words from yesterday about her proving her love were still fresh in her mind. She thought making breakfast was a great way to show her love.
"Then what are you doing in my bedroom?" Yusuke asked with a frown.
"I wanted to take a look at your sleeping face... but... but Yu-kun's sleeping face was so cute, so dangerous, I couldn't hold myself and ended up masturbating on it," Murayama explained. The more she spoke, the redder her face became, but her eyes still shone with lewd, obsessive desire.
Yusuke rubbed his forehead. He had just woken up and was already feeling a strong headache. He moved his leg and stared down at her. "Don't fucking come to my place without permission, and it's MASTER for you! Don't call me 'Yu-kun' next time."
"Understood?"
"Yes! Master!" Murayama didn't get up. On the contrary, she performed a dogeza and replied.
"Good girl." Yusuke bent down and patted her head, then ordered, "As a good dog, you need to act like one."
Although he was still very angry at her, he didn't act on his emotions. He couldn't just keep pressing her. He needed to give her some sweetness after the beating.
"Woof! Woof!" One of the strange things about yanderes is their weird talent. In just one day, Murayama already got the hang of how to act. She squatted down, looked up at him with puppy eyes, and barked cutely.
"Good dog, good dog," Yusuke patted her head and praised.
"Woof! Thank you, Master! Woof! Woof!" Murayama's eyes curved in satisfaction as she barked again.
"Open your mouth," Yusuke ordered.
Yusuke stuck out his tongue, saliva dripping from it directly into Murayama's mouth. The girl's bright pink eyes glowed with obsessive love. She swallowed the spit the moment it fell, as if it were heavenly nectar. As she did, her whole body spasmed, her eyes rolled slightly, and her expression twisted into pure ecstasy.
Yusuke watched her twitch for a moment and asked, "Did you like my gift?"
"Huff... huff, yes, Master's saliva is so sweet~"