Yusuke stood under the hot shower, water pouring over his body and cascading down his skin. Steam rose to fill the small bathroom as droplets traced down his face and his muscles relaxed beneath the steady flow.
"How should I deal with her now?" Letting the hot water hit his face, Yusuke thought about the girl happily cooking in the kitchen.
After she intruded into his place, Yusuke began to think about how to speed up taming her. She was too dangerous. Even though he was stronger and tougher now, there were many things that could bring him down.
"After the earlier round of training, her submission value got stuck at 60. No matter what I did, it wouldn't go up." Yusuke scrubbed his body, giving special attention to his ding dong.
After stepping on her and treating her like a dog earlier in his bedroom, Murayama's submission jumped up to 60.
The submission value is divided into four categories: 1 to 30 is Rebellious, 31 to 60 is Possessive, 61 to 90 is Dependent, and 91 to 100 is Devoted.
If Murayama were to reach 61, she would shift from 'Possessive' to 'Dependent,' becoming much more obedient to him. However, that one missing point was hard to achieve because it signified a qualitative change, unlike the quantitative changes he had made earlier.
"It feels like she needs a great shock to make any progress. Wait...!" Yusuke turned off the shower and stepped out. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
"A great shock?"
"Yes! That actually could work!" Yusuke grabbed a towel, wiped his hair.
He had thought of a way to push Murayama's submission to the 'Dependent' level. If he didn't screw up, he could even raise it to 70 and finish his quest today!
Walking out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist, Yusuke passed by the kitchen and saw Murayama cooking while humming softly.
She stood with her back to him, frying eggs and sausages. She looked delicate and beautiful. For a moment, Yusuke had the illusion that she was a perfect housewife, but he quickly scoffed at the stupid thought. He walked to the living room and sat on the sofa.
The moment Yusuke opened his messaging app, he was greeted by 999+ notifications from Aika.
"Did she even sleep?" He blinked twice at the sheer volume before tapping the first message:
"Yu-sama! I made it home safely! Did you too?"
"Yu-sama! I miss you so much, it hurts!"
"I came so fast! Look! My panties are soaked through!" (Attachment: 1 image)
"Yu-sama! I'm stripping naked right now!" (Attachment: 1 image)
"My pussy is dripping just thinking about you~"
"Yu-sama! I'm using your gift to fuck myself like a desperate slut! Call me disgusting, please~!" (Attachment: 1 video)
The messages started out normal, like any girl in love chatting. But soon, they began to sound like the usual Aika. She even sent pictures of her panties, lifting her skirt, and snapping photos of them in front of the mirror. Then came pictures of her undressing, followed by a close-up of her naked slit, fingers spreading it, dripping with clear crystal liquid.
Then, as he scrolled down, he saw a video.
"Ahn~ Yu-sama~ Yu-sama~ Mmm~"
When he clicked it, her moaning suddenly spilled out of the phone. It seemed she had followed his order and filmed herself masturbating.
"She's really a stupid pervert," Yusuke muttered helplessly, but his eyes stayed glued to the phone screen.
A huge bulge began to rise beneath the towel around his waist, creating a noticeable tent.
"What are you doing, Yu-kun?" Suddenly, a cold, creepy voice sounded behind him. Just from the voice alone, Yusuke got goosebumps. Her face was dangerously close as she stared at him with dark, vacant eyes.
'Here it is.' Yusuke resisted the urge to just throw a punch at her face. Those eyes reminded him of the scene when he woke up without limbs. He put away the phone and replied calmly, "Texting a girl. She's a huge pervert sending me her masturbation videos."
As he spoke, a smile spread across his face. "She looks too easy. Maybe I'll get to sleep with her today."
"What do you think, Murayama?"
"Another girl?" Murayama didn't answer. Instead, she stood still, head lowered, muttering, "Yu-kun is looking at another girl?"
"Yu-kun is going to leave me!"
"No! That can't happen!"
"Can't happen!"
"Yu-kun is mine!"
"Mine!!!"
Buzz!!
Suddenly, she pulled something from her skirt and, without any warning, stabbed Yusuke with it!
The electric baton jabbed into Yusuke's back, sending intense pain through his body. He trembled slightly. It was the same electric baton Murayama had used to knock him unconscious when she kidnapped him.
However, this time Yusuke wasn't the same as in the previous timeline. Not only had he anticipated this, but he was also ready for it. His physique stat was 2, meaning his durability, resistance, and recovery were twice what peak humans could achieve.
Although he felt some pain, nothing serious happened. He still retained his consciousness.
Slap!
Yusuke spun around sharply and raised his hand, slapping Murayama hard and sending her crashing against the wall. He roared, "What the fuck are you doing, bitch?"
"Fuck, that hurts like hell!" he hissed through the pain. If it weren't for the system assuring him he wouldn't be knocked out, he wouldn't have dared to take the stunt baton head-on.
"Yu-kun!" Murayama lifted her head, her once-combed hair now a messy tangle across her twisted face. She supported herself on the ground with both hands, reaching for the electric baton that had slipped from her grip.
"Bitch, you don't learn at all!" Yusuke moved faster. He kicked the baton away, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her effortlessly into the air. His eyes turned cold. He was finally ready to unleash all the negative emotions he had been holding back.
In truth, Yusuke didn't like hitting women. He hadn't hit a single girl since kindergarten.
If it weren't for Aika, a massive masochist who literally begged him to treat her like trash, and this bitch Murayama, who made his life a living hell, he wouldn't lay a hand on either of them.
"Agh! Yu-kun~" Murayama grabbed the hand around her neck with both hands, her legs kicking wildly in the air. She seemed to be struggling, but what darkened Yusuke's expression was the clear trail of love juice seeping from her thighs. Even in this situation, this bitch still managed to get aroused by his touch.
"Stupid bitch!" Yusuke flung his arm, throwing her across the room. He pointed at the door. "Fuck off right now before I kill you!"
Murayama froze in place. Her face turned pale as wax, her breath caught in her throat, and her wide, lifeless eyes stared at the floor. Yusuke's voice echoed in her ears like a cruel curse that wouldn't stop. His words made her heart shatter.
Yu-kun didn't want her anymore!
Yu-kun hated her!
He no longer wanted to see her!
She curled up, knees drawn close, rocking slightly as her mind spun in endless circles. 'Yu-kun doesn't want me... Yu-kun hates me... Yu-kun is leaving me...' The thoughts stabbed over and over, each one sharper than the last. Her tears fell without sound, dripping down her cheeks, pooling onto the floor beneath her like they were draining her soul with them.
'Yu-kun is going to leave me, he is going to leave me!'
"No! I can't let this happen!" Suddenly, her eyes regained some light. She crawled toward Yusuke and grabbed his legs.
"Yu-kun! I love you! You know I love you! I love you so much! Please don't leave me! Please!"
"You can't do this to me. I love you!"
Yusuke looked down at her with disgust. "Yes, I know you love me, but I don't."
"Why should I love someone who stalked me, planted cameras to spy on me, and even used trackers to follow me? I was kind enough to give you a fucking chance, but you, bitch, actually attacked me!"
Murayama's pale face turned even paler. Each word he spoke pierced through her heart like a dagger.
She had thought he was oblivious to her actions, but in reality, he knew all along and just played along with her. He even gave her a chance, but because of her stupidity, she blew it all up!
"Where did you get the audacity to expect me to love you back?" Yusuke kicked away the hands clinging to him, then delivered the final blow. "Get the fuck out of my house right now, or I'll call the cops!"
"If I ever see you in my life again, I'll sell this house and leave this town. No, I'll leave this whole fucking country. I want to see if you can find me again in this life!"
Murayama reached out and grabbed the hem of his towel. Her body trembled violently, as if she were trapped in a freezer. The thought of a future without her Yu-kun was unbearable, too cruel to even imagine.
She could endure the darkness if she had never seen the light. But Yusuke was her light. No, he wasn't just her light, he was her air, her whole damn life. Without him, life was meaningless.
"Yu-kun, don't leave me! I'm a stupid bitch! A disgusting stalker! An ungrateful wreck! Please give me a chance! I'll make it up to you! I'll never try to harm you or spy on you again! I'll be an obedient dog! The best obedient pet you'll ever have! Don't leave me! Don't leave me, Sobb... sob..."
Murayama pressed herself against his leg, rubbing her face on it, begging in the humblest way possible. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she kissed his toes, trying to appeal to him. When his cold silence remained unbroken, she finally broke down, sobbing as if her very soul was torn apart.
Looking down at the crying girl, Yusuke didn't feel the slightest bit of pity. Back then, he had also begged her to release him, and he even promised to be only with her wholeheartedly, but she didn't listen to his plea.
On the contrary, he felt as if every cell of his body was rejuvenating, 'This feeling is so fucking refreshing!'
"Sob... Sob... Please, Yu-kun... Master... Give me a chance. I won't ever do something stupid again!" Murayama's sobbing grew louder as she tugged frantically at the hem of his towel while kissing his toes. Yusuke had to grab the towel to keep it from falling.
"How pathetic," Yusuke said with a disgusted tone. "Seeing how desperate and pitiful you are, I'll give you another chance."
Now that he had dealt her a good emotional beating, it was time to make her understand her place.
"Really?" Murayama felt as if a light had once again illuminated her dark world. She lifted her head and stared at him with her obsessive eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard.
"You said you would do anything, right?" Yusuke looked down at her and asked. "You won't make a fuss if another woman is close to me, or if I look for another woman, right?"
"No! Yu-kun is mine! I'll kill any bitches that get close to you!" Murayama's expression became ruthless as she shook her head furiously. She wanted Yusuke to be hers and only hers! If any wild slut tried to get close to him, she'd murder that bitch!
"Hopeless bitch!" Yusuke snapped as he kicked her away from him. "Since when did I become something you own? Get out of my sight before I throw you out!"
"I'm stupid for even giving you another chance, expecting you to learn your lesson."
"Ehh?!" Murayama fell to the wooden floor, still stunned. At first, she couldn't understand what angered him. A few seconds later, she finally realized... it was because she had once again treated him like her exclusive possession.
She had just promised to be his thing, his pet, his dog, but when she heard him say he wanted to be with other women, fury and anger blurred what she truly thought deep down.
'Yu-kun wants other women. He isn't satisfied with having only me... What should I do? What should I do?' Just thinking about him flirting with other sluts made her feel nauseous and sick. She had the urge to vomit. But if she refused to accept this, she would lose him completely. He said he wanted to leave this country and never see her again!
As she thought about the possibility of never seeing him again, coldness enveloped her once more. Her heart felt like it was being cut into tiny pieces by a poisonous dagger.
Between sharing him with other women and losing him completely, Murayama suppressed her extreme disgust and murderous intent toward the unknown future sluts she imagined in her mind. Once again, she crawled to Yusuke. She raised her head, her obsessively vacant eyes locking with his. Tears and snot rolled down her face as she parted her lips and, with great difficulty, said, "Yu-kun… Master! Please don't leave me. I'll do anything, even if you want to have other sluts… women, I won't stop you."
Ding!
[Murayama's submission value had reached 61. Her submission status had changed to Dependent!]
'Success!' Yusuke mentally threw a fist in the air. He finally pushed this bitch's submission to the level of Dependent. The rest would be easier from now on. After all, going from 61 to 70 was a quantitative progress, unlike going from 60 to 61, which was a difficult threshold to cross.
"See, it wasn't a difficult choice, right?" His cold expression softened. He smiled and patted her head, gently caressing her silky hair.
"Master… Master's touch~" Murayama closed her eyes, her expression melting. With his gentle touch, all her panic, fear, anger, and sadness slowly vanished. A blissful smile spread across her teary face.
"Get up," Yusuke pulled her up and guided her to the sofa, having her sit down. He grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped her face. "You're already old. How can you cry like a kid? There's even snot." While cleaning her face, he scolded her as if he weren't the reason she had been crying so desperately.
"Sniff… sniff… sorry, Master," Murayama sniffed, blinking her teary, red eyes. She felt ashamed for troubling Yusuke with her immature emotional outburst.
"It's alright. You're my pet, and it's my job as your master to take care of you, right?" After cleaning her face completely, Yusuke pinched her cheek lightly and said with a smile.
"Hehehe, I am Master's most obedient dog." The emotionally broken girl nodded foolishly and broke into giggles. The contrast between Yusuke's harsh, cold treatment and his gentleness now made her feel as if she were in a beautiful dream.
"Yes, you are my dog, a very cute dog," Yusuke said as he caressed her face. Then he moved his face closer, his breath brushing softly against her skin. Murayama's heartbeat quickened, and she closed her eyes, anticipating him.
Soon, she felt his lips touch hers.
Murayama's heart exploded inside her chest. Her whole body shuddered as warmth flooded from her face down to her toes. His lips were not soft or gentle. They were hungry, deep, claiming her entirely.
"Mmm~" She let out a muffled moan, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed closer, like she wanted to melt into him and disappear inside his warmth forever.
Their tongues tangled in a frantic mess, wet and loud. She didn't care how sloppy it was, didn't care that the sounds echoing in the room were obscene. Saliva trailed down her chin, their breathing mixed, her lips bruised and aching, but she wanted more. She needed more.
She twisted her hips on the sofa, moving closer to him. Climbing into his lap, she sat on top of his right knee and began grinding her flooded pussy against it.
He was kissing her. Her Yu-kun. Her master!
"Mmmm." As she ground her body against his, using his knee as a masturbation tool, Murayama began to tremble. She climaxed again, love juice flooding down and splashing against his knee.
The mental and physical orgasm made her mind go blank, and her whole body trembled in pure, blissful ecstasy.
Even though she felt her body become very relaxed and light, she didn't try to let go of him. Her arms remained curled around his neck as she clung to him frantically. This wasn't just a kiss, it was salvation! Her salvation!
His tongue slid against hers again and again, and she welcomed it greedily, whimpering in pleasure as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.
If this were a dream, she never wanted to wake up.
After more than five minutes, Yusuke finally pulled back from the deep kiss. He patted her cheek, pressed his forehead against hers, and asked, "Did it feel good?"
"Mmm~ Master's kiss is so incredibly good~ It was so good I felt like I was dying~" Murayama narrowed her eyes like a satisfied puppy and replied in a soft voice.
Yusuke retracted his hand and stood up. He then pulled down his towel, revealing his hard cock under Murayama's astonished and excited eyes. "Suck it."
"Oh my... So big~!" Murayama covered her mouth with her hands as she exclaimed in surprise.
But when she heard his order, her face turned red from excitement. Her hand hesitantly moved close to his stiff tool and she asked, "Suck it? I am allowed to suck Master's thing?"
After what happened earlier, she became very cautious about what she was doing.
He curled a finger under the beautiful girl's chin and slowly raised her head to meet his gaze. He stared straight into her eyes and spoke in a slow, languid voice, "It is your duty to pleasure your master."
Murayama's breathing stopped for a moment. She clumsily crawled closer, her eyes wide and glowing with yandere obsession.
"M-Master…" Her lips hovered near his cock, hesitant and unsure. She'd never done this before. She had only masturbated on his dick using the pictures and videos she had of him. "P-Please… tell me what to do… I want to make you feel good…"
Yusuke looked down, half amused and half aroused by her nervousness. "Relax, Murayama," he said in a calm voice. "Just start slow. Kiss it first, don't rush." His hand rested lightly on her head, guiding her.
She nodded eagerly, her lips touching the tip, tentative and shaky. Her kisses were sloppy and wet, a mix of devotion and inexperience that left a trail of saliva. She licked experimentally, her tongue flicking awkwardly as she tasted his meat like it was a sacred object. "L-like this, Master?" she mumbled, her eyes darting up, desperate for approval.
"Yeah, that's it," Yusuke groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Now wrap your lips around it. Be gentle, do not touch it with your teeth, and suck it slowly."
Murayama hummed, her cheeks flushing as she obeyed, taking just the head between her lips. She sucked hesitantly, her inexperience obvious. Her teeth scraped his tool lightly, her pace uneven, and her eyes stayed fixed on his, glowing with devoted worship.
The feeling of pleasuring the person she loved was making her extremely sensitive and horny. Even though she was just sucking his cock, her pussy was gushing with more love juice than when she masturbated alone. As she serviced him, her hand moved as if it had a mind of its own, slipping between her thighs to tease her clit.
Murayama's skills were completely amateurish. Aside from her fervent devotion, which made her look incredibly hot as she sucked him while looking up with anxiousness and anticipation, Yusuke did not feel much from her service.
After a few minutes, Yusuke began to feel frustrated, his hard cock slick from her mouth. "Relax, you're new," he said, his voice rough but calm. His eyes dropped to her ample, perky boobs under her shirt. "Use those. Push them together and rub me."
"Sorry, Master!" Murayama lowered her head, feeling disappointed in herself. Why hadn't she trained to pleasure him all this time instead of wasting it masturbating to him? Her master must be very disappointed in her right now.
'No! There is still a chance!' When it came to her figure, she felt quite confident. Although her body wasn't as exaggerated as Rias-oneesama's or Akeno-oneesama's, she was still on the large side. Slowly, she began to take off her clothes.
She had come wearing her school uniform, but because she had to cook, she took off her shoulder cape and button-down corset. Now she was only wearing her shirt and a short skirt that barely covered half her thighs.
Her face glowed with relief and crazed devotion. "If Master likes my breasts, I'll do anything for you!" she squeaked, her hands shaking as she reached for her chemise.
Her fingers fumbled with the buttons, her cheeks burning red. One by one, she undid them, revealing her pale, smooth skin as the fabric parted slowly. The chemise slipped open, showing her lace pink bra, snug against her large breasts, the faint curve of her cleavage glistening with nervous sweat.
Biting her lip, Murayama's hands shook as she unhooked her bra. "M-master… I've never…" she mumbled, letting it fall. Her big, round breasts bounced free, soft pink nipples hardening in the air. She cupped them nervously, eyes locked on Yusuke, craving his approval.
"Good girl," Yusuke grunted, patting her head.
Blushing, Murayama leaned forward, wrapping her warm, soft tits around his cock with clumsy, unsure movements. The friction felt awkward as her boobs slipped while she tried to massage him. Her breasts covered nearly two thirds of his large cock, and her tongue darted out to lick the tip as she moved her boobs up and down.
"You are doing good, Murayama. Keep going." Yusuke grabbed her head and closed his eyes as he felt her tongue wrapping around the tip. Her two large, soft breasts massaged his hard cock. Although she was inexperienced, she was learning very quickly. Soon, he felt he was about to come.
"Fuck." He grabbed her head and began to thrust his dick inside her mouth. Hot cum erupted, splashing inside her mouth. Yusuke pulled back and aimed at her, covering her breasts in thick, sticky streams, some hitting her cheeks and lips.
'I never knew I could shoot this much. Is this also a side effect of the 669 package?' Yusuke watched the work of art he had made and wondered in surprise. The amount of cum he shot out was completely unreal, six or seven times more than he usually could.
Murayama froze, her eyes rolling back as a crazed smile bloomed on her face. She ran her tongue over her lips, licking the warm cum and savoring it like a gift. "Thank you, Master~" She had managed to make her master feel good. Just staring at his pleasure-filled face made her heart thump harder than before and her lower region grow even hotter.
"Good girl! You did great," Yusuke said, patting her head in praise. Then he took out wet tissues and wiped the cum from her face and breasts. He actually wanted to watch her eat his spunk, but his tool, having just shot its load, had become hard again, as if demanding the main course.
It seemed that having 2 points in physique had increased sexual endurance and recovery by a very large margin.
Murayama closed her eyes and allowed him to wipe her face, smiling innocently as she felt his care. When he finished, she opened her eyes and saw his still-erect cock, standing stiff and casting a long, thick shadow over her face. Her smile quickly turned obscene as she leaned back on the sofa, spread her legs, and said, "Master, please take my virginity."
With her legs lifted high, the short skirt flipped completely upside down, revealing her pink panties. They were damp to the point of becoming transparent, exposing her pussy and her erect clit pressing against the fabric. Trails of glistening love juice fell from each side of her panties down to her butt and onto the sofa.
'Even though she is a bitch, she is freaking hot!' Yusuke stared at the scene, feeling blood rush to his lower region. Her pussy beneath those drenched panties looked so delicious he wanted to bury his face inside and get a taste of it. But he dismissed the thought. He had just tamed her. If he ate her up now, she might start developing rebellious thoughts.
Even though she had become 'Dependent,' this didn't mean he had completely and absolutely tamed her. A yandere is not easily controlled. He had only forced her to become dependent on him because she had no other choice.
She couldn't kidnap him or win his love. However, if by any chance she managed to gain the upper hand in the future, she would break free from his control. The only way to truly tame a yandere and have her accept him having other women from the bottom of her heart is by reaching the level of 'Devoted.'
Walking over, Yusuke helped her take off her skirt and threw it aside next to her shirt. Grabbing his dick, he slapped it against her pussy a few times, producing a lewd wet sound, and said, "Aren't you a hopeless little slut? Look how wet you are."
"Ahhn~ Master~ Touching me like that will make me cum~!" Murayama shivered as he teased her cunt. He began rubbing his cock over her pussy, grinding it against her clit. This mere touch unleashed immense pleasure, not just physical but even more mental. She felt as if she was having a mental orgasm again!
Yusuke stopped teasing her and lifted her hips before pulling down her panties. As he did, a glistening string appeared, connecting her love place to the fabric. Holding the panties in his hand, he felt how damp they were. Just squeezing them slightly, his hand became full of her cum. He threw the panties aside and positioned himself between her legs.
Aiming his hard stick at her entrance, Yusuke thrust his dick inside without even caring if she was ready. Her slit parted to welcome him. He soon felt slight resistance, but his tool quickly penetrated, spreading her folds roughly.
With the loss of her virginity, bright red blood flowed from her vulva.
"Ahhnnn~ I-inside♥! Mmm~ Master is inside me~♥! I-am cuming♥!!!!!"
"Ahhhhhhh~♥♥♥♥!!!" As soon as his dick entered her, Murayama's world was rocked. Her eyes rolled back completely until only white remained. Her back arched, and every cell of her body screamed with immense joy!
The joy of being one with Yusuke was something only a yandere could understand. She felt as if she had been thrust by a rocket straight to the heavens!
Waves upon waves of heavenly pleasure crashed into her as she orgasmed. Her hips buckled, and her legs instinctively wrapped around Yusuke as she climaxed, uneasily shooting her squirt.
"Ahhn~ Master! More! More! Fuck me harder~♥!"
"Uh, ah♥! Ahhh, you, you're too good♥!"
"I love your cock! Your dick is the best~♥♥!"
Yusuke grabbed her waist and began to thrust his hips. Her pussy was just as he remembered, slightly colder than Aika's but tight and incredibly good. The wrinkles in her folds massaged his shaft as he moved. Whenever he reached her womb, her cervix sucked him in as if trying to squeeze all his cum out.
He grabbed her legs around his waist and pushed them down until they reached her shoulders. Then he began to pound her in a mating press.
Each time he pulled back and thrust his cock, her cunt released love juice immediately. It was as if she orgasmed with every stroke of his dick. Her cunt tightened even more whenever he entered her. Her folds clung so tightly to him that he struggled to pull back.
With her tightness and her magical pussy that kept massaging his cock as if it were alive, in just over ten minutes, Yusuke felt himself about to cum. He grunted, "Fuck, I'm coming!"
"Inside! Cum inside, Master! Please cum inside!" Murayama coiled her arms around his back as she begged him. She smashed herself against him, taking his lips in a deep, wet, sloppy kiss. Her cunt tightened even harder around his shaft, innocently sucking his dick and stimulating it with her soft vaginal walls, not letting go until ejaculation!
"Fuck it! Take it, bitch!" Yusuke hesitated for a split second before roaring and shooting his load inside.
"So hot! Mmmm♥.~ I am cuming again♥.♥.~"
"Uh, uh, haaa♥... It's so good♥! I can't live without this anymore♥♥♥!"
A copious amount of cum shot deep inside her, drenching her folds white. Feeling his hot load flood her, Murayama climaxed again just after orgasming. She moaned deeply into his mouth as her eyes rolled back completely.
The volume of his cum was so large that it gushed uncontrollably out from her hole, splattering across their pelvises and the surrounding skin.
Yusuke pulled his tool from inside her. As he did, a large amount of his white stuff dripped from her pussy, beginning to slip onto the sofa. Looking at his still stiff thing, which was far from satisfied, he pulled Murayama up, turned her around, and lifted her from the back of her knees into a nelson pose.
Pla! Pla! Pla!
"Ahn~♥"
"Harder~♥! Fuck me harder~♥! I'm coming! Coming again~♥♥♥!"
"Ahhhhh~♥"
Yusuke began to pound her once again. The sound of flesh slapping and her moans filled the room. He switched to doggy style, pulled her hair as he fucked her, and slapped her ass before nutting inside her once more.
Still unsatisfied, Yusuke glanced at the clock and saw it was still 5:13. He lifted Murayama once again, placing her in a lotus position, and began to fuck her once more while they kissed each other, hungry for more.
Sweat, drool, love juice, and semen covered both their bodies, but they didn't care. Their bodies mingled, teasing each other, fucking even more.
They went on for more than eight rounds before Murayama stopped responding. She passed out from excessive orgasms and exhaustion.
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By the time Yusuke finished another shower and changed his clothes, it was already 7:30 AM. He glanced at the still unconscious Murayama lying on the sofa, then left the apartment after locking the door.
He didn't want to miss school. As for Murayama, he couldn't care less. Who told her to sneak into his house at four in the morning?
If it weren't for his enhanced stats reducing his need for sleep, he would have missed school too.
Walking along the road, Yusuke excitedly began going through the notifications he had ignored earlier while he was having sex with Murayama.
[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully completed the Tutorial Quest: Sweet But Psycho! Your rewards have been issued. Please check them.]
[Murayama's Submission: 76 (Dependent)]
[Congratulations! The target, Murayama's submission, has exceeded 70. You can now use one of her skills.]
[Congratulation! You have unlocked the achievement (No longer Virgin: Losing your virginity.) You have earned the skill: No Plan B!]
[No Plan B: Temporarily renders your sperm infertile at will.]
"Woah! That's more than I expected," Yusuke was pleasantly surprised by the amount of rewards.
[As you have cleared the tutorial quest, you have unlocked more features of the System.]
After calming down, Yusuke opened the system interface and checked the tutorial quest's rewards.
[Yusuke Aoki:
- Role: Yandere System's host.
- Level: 1 (0/200xp).
- Race: Human.
- Gender: Male
- Age: 17
- Height: 182 cm.
- Weight: 78Kg.
- Stats:
- Strength: 3.
- Agility: 3.
- Spirit: 3.
- Physique: 3.
-Stat points available: 4
- Skills:
- Healing Touch level 1: A gentle but potent ability that allows the user to restore physical injuries and ease pain through direct contact. By channeling restorative energy through their hands, the user can accelerate natural recovery, mend wounds, and soothe fatigue. The effectiveness depends on the user's Spirit stat and the level of the skill.
- Swordmanship level 1.
- No Plan B (Max).
- Unique Trait - Crazy Woman Magnet Physique: A mysterious physique that inexplicably attracts a specific type of women, though exactly what kind remains unknown. Those affected by it often develop an intense, sometimes insane obsession with the owner of the physique.]
The first thing he noticed was his level; it had become Level 1, and he needed 200 experience points to level up. Whether that was high or not, he didn't know, since he had nothing to compare it to yet.
The second thing was the new skill he had gained.
"Healing Touch? So I'm a healer now? Maybe I can become a doctor in the future with this skill," Yusuke scratched his chin as he stared at the screen. He felt neither happy nor disappointed with the skill. It was a good skill have.
As for the skill he gained from Murayama, he chose Swordsmanship. Murayama had been practicing kendo since childhood, and while her skills weren't quite at a professional level yet, they were still considerably high.
Finally, Yusuke's attention settled on the four stat points. Compared to the skill, he valued the stats more.
With three points in each stat, he was twice as strong as before, which meant he was four times stronger than an average athlete.
"Where should I assign them?" Yusuke found himself caught in a dilemma. Should he put all four points into his Physique and raise it to seven? Doing so would boost his defense, endurance, recovery, and stamina to sixty-four times that of a normal human. He'd become a mini superhuman, so tough that even standing still, a bullet wouldn't pierce him!
With such a strong foundation, given enough time, he could potentially raise his other stats just by diligently training, of course, excluding the Spirit stat.
Honestly, he was tempted to go with that choice. However, if he ever faced a supernatural being like a Devil in a dangerous situation, he would end up as nothing more than a punching bag!
In the previous timeline, Murayama had said she became a Devil and showed him a sword she called a Sacred Gear. The system had also subtly hinted that many secret supernatural forces roamed the world. If he were unlucky enough to run into any of them, he would be doomed, unable to escape or fight back.
The other option was to assign two points to Strength and two to Agility, effectively making him sixteen times stronger and faster.
'I'll think about it later!'
"Hmm? What is she doing here?" As he passed through, he spotted a familiar figure standing nearby. It was the girl he ran into yesterday, the glasses-wearing girl with beautiful eyes.
She stood by the gate, inspecting the uniforms of each student, sometimes reprimanding those who didn't follow the dress code.
Yusuke wanted to say something about this. The school uniform was already very revealing, especially the short skirt that showed off those healthy, round, white thighs. If any girl wasn't careful, she risked exposing her underwear.
He didn't understand why anyone would bother enforcing an already revealing dress code.
As he walked while listening to the whispers of the girls around, he finally learned the girl's identity. She was Tsubaki Shinra, the Vice-President of Kuoh Academy's Student Council and the fourth most popular girl in the Academy.
'So it's her!'
Though Yusuke had never personally seen these legendary "onee-samas," he'd heard plenty about them, especially in his class. The girls chattered constantly about them, while the boys openly fantasized about their bodies.
'I should not think about others woman for now, i first have to tame this two'
-x-X-x-
Just like in the previous timeline, Yusuke had Physical Education first period. As he changed into his gym clothes and headed to the sports field, he noted their PE teacher, a middle-aged woman.
"Yu-sama! Let me help you stretch!" As Yusuke stepped onto the track and field area, he had just started stretching his hamstrings when he heard an overly excited voice behind him. Aika ran up and jumped onto his back like a koala.
"Yu-sama's manly smell~ Yu-sama's manly muscles, ahn~♡" Still clinging to his back, Aika nuzzled her chin into his shoulder, inhaling deeply as her hands wandered across his chest. Her expression twisted into something between worship and hunger.
"Hopeless pervert. I can't believe you're already this horny in the morning." Yusuke peeled her off his back with visible disgust. "Get down. You'll dirty me with your nasty juices."
"Ahn~ Yu-sama~ Yes~! More, more! Degrade me, choke me too! I want you to choke my throat and slap me hard~!" Aika clenched her thighs together, arms folding tight against her chest as she squealed and moaned silently.
"Since when did those two get so close?"
"Are they dating?"
"Aika-chan really seems to be enjoying herself."
"Damn! I was gonna ask him out next week!"
"Tsk! The only normal guy in the class is taken. Now we're stuck with those disgusting perverts!"
"Ugh! Don't even mention them near me! I'd rather die than date any of those! One's bald, and the other gives off creepy vibes with those glasses!"
"The only decent-looking one is Issei, but he's too gross with that face. Plus, he keeps shouting, 'I want to become a harem king!' Seriously, a harem king? What's he thinking?"
"If only I were in the same class as Yuuto-sama~!"
The girls warming up on the sports field noticed Yusuke and Aika's close relationship and started whispering among themselves. Many felt disappointed, thinking they might be dating. Soon, their conversation shifted to the other boys.
"Kill them!"
"Damn perverts!"
As Yusuke and Aika began their run, they spotted a pack of girls armed with wooden bats and metal pipes chasing the Trio.
"Hah! They're at it again," Aika sneered, watching the chaos unfold. "Pathetic virgins."
Watching the girls chasing the perverted trio, Yusuke frowned, unlike the previous timeline. A strong sense of discomfort rose within him along with an urge to beat the shit out of them. It wasn't because of some sudden sense of justice, but the thought of Murayama or Aika being seen naked by another man made him want to smash that person's head into a wall!
'I'll deal with them later. Maybe I can report them and try to get them expelled. If that doesn't work, I'll film them and use social media to pressure the school to expel them,' Yusuke thought maliciously.
He didn't have any real grudge against the trio; he actually didn't care about them. But now that Aika and Murayama were his women, and especially since they shared the locker room with other girls, Murayama being in the kendo club, there was no way he would allow those three perverts to keep up their peeping.
He could have gone and given them a good beating, but these three had been beaten so many times after getting caught by the girls that they still returned to their habits. Besides, if he beat the shit out of them too much, he might end up being the one who got expelled instead.
Physical education was quite fun for both of them. Aika and Yusuke stealthily teased each other the entire time. Sometimes she would touch his cock and give a few pumps, and whenever no one was watching, she'd come up close and press her ass against his dick, grinding against him.
He also sneaked a few grabs at her butt before everyone, giving it a few squeezes that made her moan out loud.
Because of her loud moans, they nearly got caught several times. Feeling bolder, he even slipped his hand inside her pants to touch her labia.
The constant risk of being caught made the massive masochist even more excited!
When Yusuke returned to the locker room, he stripped off his clothes, grabbed his towel, and headed to the shower. As the water started flowing, he focused his enhanced hearing. Soon enough, he caught the sound of the locker room door opening.
'They're here.' One thing that still bothered Yusuke was the mystery of his stolen clothes. He had already ruled out Murayama since she was sleeping in his place, and Aika, who was waiting for him on the rooftop.
If someone came to steal his clothes, it meant either there was someone wanting to sell them or the second possibility, one Yusuke both anticipated and feared, another yandere is after his sweaty clothes!
As Yusuke crept closer, he slowly peeked his head around the corner and soon saw a scene that shocked him so much he nearly fell.
A woman held his sweat-drenched boxers to her face, biting into the fabric like she wanted to savor his scent. She sat on the bench with her legs spread wide, her pussy juice leaking along the crack of her ass and down her thighs. Her lacy panties clung to her skin, growing wetter by the second, nearly see-through. Her swollen clit throbbed visibly as her fingers rubbed and slipped inside her, filling the air with lewd, squelching sounds.
She clamped the boxers between her teeth and moved her now free hand down. Her fingers rubbed over her plump mons, then pressed along both sides of her labia with her index and middle fingers, spreading them to expose her dripping hole. With her other hand, she pushed two fingers deep inside.
"Ahn~ Mmm~" she moaned through gritted teeth as she fingered herself, lost in pleasure.
He had originally assumed that Yanderes were rare. After all, in his previous life, he had never encountered even one. He thought Aika and Murayama would be the only ones he'd ever meet in this life, but now, Tsubaki Shinra had joined the fray!
[By the way, host, you need to be careful with this girl. She's not human!]
"Not a human? Could it be one of the devils?"
He didn't know anything about the supernatural world, and the only things he knew were what Murayama mentioned in passing that day, that she had been reincarnated as a Devil and possessed a Sacred Gear.
Yusuke closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to encourage himself. After a long while, once he had calmed down, he opened his eyes and asked, "Can you issue a new quest now?"
[Yes!]
[New Quest! 'The Masochist's Game': Aika Kiryuu is a masochistic girl obsessed with you to the point of worshiping you like a god. She is highly obedient, but there is a risk her obsession could twist into something more dangerous and end with you getting trampled. To avoid the fate of the dark basement, tame her.
Task: Raise Aika's submission value to at least 80.
Reward: 500 XP, 1 skill point.
Penalty: None.]
[Ding!]
[A new quest has been issued!]
['Fight for Your Freedom!' Tsubaki Shinra the devil girl who is getting dangerously obsessed with the host, there is a threat that she would lock you up in a remote place at the end of the world and keep you all for herself, to avoid that sad fate, please make her understand that you are not anyone's privat property!
Task: Raise Tsubaki Shinra's submission value to at least 80.
Reward: 5000 XP, one random skill, 1 stat point.
Penalty: I don't think you need a penalty if you fail.]
'Since it's not a tutorial quest, Aika's rewards are pitifully low. On the other hand, Tsubaki's quest offers way better rewards, 5000 XP? How many levels would that get me? Why are the rewards so different? Is it because of their identity, or maybe the difficulty?' Yusuke stared at the two new quests, lost in thought.
Suddenly, he noticed the moaning had stopped. When he turned to look, he saw that Tsubaki had already finished masturbating. She folded his boxers, then his sports shirt and shorts, handling them carefully as if they were sacred objects. She placed everything into a black bag before quietly leaving.
'She could have at least left some money after taking my clothes! Doesn't she know I'm struggling to feed myself?!" Thinking about having to buy new clothes, Yusuke felt his heart and wallet bleed. He was so tight on money that he even started considering using his powers to steal.
'Maybe I should look for some punks and gangsters to borrow money from,' Yusuke suddenly thought. Since they all like to collect protection fees, it wouldn't be strange if he offered his protection to them, right?
With a clear goal, he changed his clothes and headed toward the rooftop. They still had two more periods before the break, but he had no mood to care anyway. He had to raise Aika's submission as high as possible today, and even try to complete the quest if he could.
"Show me their submission values!" he ordered as he walked up the stairs.
[Yes, host!]
[Aika Kiryuu's submission: 59.]
[Tsubaki Shinra's submission: 44.]
"59 and 44… Hmm, not bad," Yusuke muttered.
Aika's submission didn't surprise him, after all, she was a massive masochist who worshiped him. Taming her would be much easier than with Murayama if he didn't have to deal with others interfering. On the other hand, he was surprised to see that Tsubaki's initial submission value was so high, even higher than Murayama's starting value of 42.
With a loud crack, Yusuke pushed open the metal door to the roof and stepped inside. As soon as he did, he heard Aika's excited voice: "Yu-sama!" She ran toward him, jumped into his arms, and kissed his lips!
'Why does she like to ambush me every time?' Yusuke thought as he felt her tongue slip between his teeth, entering his mouth. Both his hands grabbed her cute butt, pulling her closer. Then he spun around and pinned her against the wall beside the door that had just closed.
After their teasing earlier on the sports field during PE, both of them were very horny. Even though Yusuke had already shot a large amount of his ammunition during the intense exercise with Murayama, he still felt his 'weapon' was ready for many more rounds!
"Yu-sama~" When they pulled back, Aika stared at him with a deeply infatuated, obsessed look. Her intense eyes held only his reflection... He was the only thing she cared about in this world, her whole raison d'être!
Just from her gaze, Yusuke could feel how much she loved him, how much she needed him. That made his heart burn with heat. No one had ever looked at him like that except Murayama. He smiled gently before slapping her, "Slut, in just one day you've grown so disobedient, actually ambushing your master."
Pa!
"Ahn~ Yes, I'm an unruly slut! Discipline me, master~" Aika moaned out hot breaths. She loved it when he slapped her like this. It would've been even better if he choked her and pressed her face against the cold, hard wall!
"That's exactly what I'm going to do." With the sudden sense of crisis he was feeling, Yusuke decided to use every bit of his power to complete Aika's quest. He already had a solid plan.
Unbuckling his belt, Yusuke pulled down his pants. Under Aika's obsessively excited gaze, so intense it seemed her eyes might pop out, he pulled down his boxers, freeing his stiff club.
"Y-Yu-sama's... Yu-sama's cock! Yu-sama's delicious dick! I'm finally seeing it! Seeing his sacred tool!" Aika held her face with both hands and squatted to the ground, bringing her face closer to his cock. She stared at it with fervent, intense eyes, as if looking at a holy relic. A wide grin threatened to split her face, and her eyes behind her glasses reflected morbid, obsessive desire.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch! You're killing the mood, fucking creep!" Yusuke grabbed his dick and slapped her across the cheek, voice dripping with disgust. "Suck it, bitch!"
"Mmmmm~ Ahnnn!! Yech!" Aika nearly orgasmed from the slap. She reached out with both hands, caressing him before opening her lips to take it.
Crack!
Just as Aika's lips closed around the tip, both of them suddenly heard the door opening!
The door creaked open as a pink-haired girl stepped inside. She glanced around curiously, murmuring to herself, "Aoki-san and Kiryuu-san aren't here? Strange... Amane-san said she saw them heading to the roof."
She walked around the rooftop bulkhead, searching for them, but even after checking the whole rooftop, she couldn't find anyone. "What a strange day. Murayama skipped school without any explanation, and now Kiryuu-san is dating Aoki-san too."
"Skipping class to do naughty things... how envious!" She had been sent by the teacher to find both Aika and Yusuke, particularly Yusuke.
"They're really not up here. Oh well, I'll just tell the teacher I couldn't find them." The pink-haired girl shook her head and turned to leave the rooftop.
Meanwhile, atop the rooftop bulkhead, Aika's body convulsed violently. Her love juice gushed from her pussy like a broken faucet, eyes rolled back, drool dripping from her gaping mouth as Yusuke's entire length buried itself down her throat. He gripped her head, slamming it against his pelvis, while his gaze remained fixed on the door below.
When the girl arrived earlier, Yusuke had instinctively grabbed Aika and leapt up above the rooftop door. But with Aika still sucking him off, the sudden motion forced his full length deep into her throat. Distracted by the intruder, he forgot to ease his grip, leaving Aika impaled on him, her nose pressed against his pelvis as she gagged around his shaft.
Aika's vision turned hazy; she could barely make out Yusuke's face through the blur. Her breathing grew weak, and with the lack of oxygen, her brain started to hallucinate. However, none of that mattered. The only thing that truly mattered to her was the overwhelming pleasure surging through her body!
Being choked like this on her Yu-sama's big, fat cock was the best! She could feel every cell in her body screaming with euphoria. Her sensitivity had spiked to the extreme, and the flood of mental orgasms battered her mind, each one threatening to snap what little sanity she had left.
Her pussy had been clenching in endless climaxes since it began.
She'd been right all along!
Yu-sama was the perfect match for her. He knew exactly how to use her, just as she deserved: fucking her like a mindless fleshlight, treating her like the filthy, disposable slut she craved to be.
When Yusuke finally pulled his cock from her throat, Aika gasped, clutching her neck as she fought for air. Once her breathing steadied, she looked up at him with blazing devotion. "Yu-sama! That was incredible! You really know how to handle a masochistic slut like me... Just as I'd expect from Yu-sama!"
The thrill of being caught mid-act, the risk, the oxygen deprivation, was intoxicating. She nearly shuddered at the thought of how much hotter it would've been if they'd been discovered while he pounded her from behind like a beast in rut.
"..." Yusuke wanted to say he didn't do it on purpose; he was just too nervous and instinctively tightened his grip. But since she liked it, he decided to let the misunderstanding slide.
Caressing his hard cock, Aika narrowed her eyes, clearly enjoying the moment. She looked up at him with a flattering smile and said, "Yu-sama, let me make you feel good too~!"
Without warning, she drove her face into his pelvis, swallowing him whole in one savage motion, his cock plunging deep into her throat as her nose crushed against his skin.
Her fingers dug into his thighs as she constricted her throat around his cock, gaze locked on his with glowing intensity, as she began rocking back and forth.
Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him intensely, her tongue flexing to massage his length with every deep pull. Her eyes stayed locked on his, watching his expressions closely. She kept adjusting her movements to match his reactions, figuring out exactly how to please him.
Compared to the amateurish Murayama, Aika was far, far more skilled. In fact, she was even better than most of his exes from his past life. Yusuke's grip tightened on her hair. Had she practiced with someone before?
"Pop!
As if reading his mind, Aika pulled back with a wet pop, grinning up at him with lewd satisfaction. "I've been practicing with a cucumber carved to your exact measurements~ Did you like it, Yu-sama?"
With her 'size-scouter', Aika knew his size even better than Yusuke himself; she knew his flaccid and erect length, his thickness, and even every vein he had.
After scouring the supermarket yesterday for the perfect cucumber, she'd brought it home and 'trained' with it all night, with plenty of enthusiastic self-reward breaks along the way.
When it came to naughty pursuits, Aika's energy and dedication were nothing short of astonishing.
By dawn, her 'training cucumber' was limp from overuse, her thighs sticky with proof of her 'dedication' and 'priorities'.
"You're really a helpless slut," Yusuke chuckled, patting her head. "But I like it."
"Hmm~" Aika's cheeks burned at his unexpected praise. While she lived for the moments he degraded her like worthless trash, these rare compliments sent a different kind of heat pooling low in her belly. Reinvigorated, she swallowed him down to the root with renewed devotion, her tongue mapping every ridge and vein as if committing scripture to memory.
She continued moving skillfully, watching his expressions and reactions to sharpen her technique. Soon, she felt his cock twitch inside her throat, like a signal, and knew he was about to come.
Aika constricted her throat around his cock like a vise, bobbing her head with frenzied precision. Each upward pull squeezed him ruthlessly before releasing, only to stretch her throat obscenely on the next descent. The sensation was unreal: her gullet gripped him like the tightest virgin cunt, wringing out pleasure so intense it bordered on painful.
"Aghh!" Yusuke couldn't hold back and didn't want to. With a deep groan, he emptied himself deep down her throat, his fingers tightening in her hair to keep her in place.
"!!!" Aika let out a muffled moan as her eyes rolled back. His thick, sticky spunk splashed inside her mouth, flooding her throat. The amount was so large that it spilled out of her nose and mouth, spraying everywhere. She couldn't hold it and had to reluctantly let go of his cock.
"Glup! Glup!"
After swallowing his cum, Aika took his softening dick in hand, licking and cleaning it with slow, worshipful strokes. When she finally pulled back, she stared up at Yusuke, mouth still parted, a few streaks of his cum glistening inside, and purred, "Yu-sama… did it feel good?"
"Yes, you really make a great Fleshlight," Yusuke said. He was thoroughly satisfied with her dedicated service.
Aika's eyes curved with deep satisfaction as she spun around, hiking up her skirt to reveal soaked white panties clinging to her curves. With a deliberate sway of her hips, she peered over her shoulder and breathed, "Really?~ Then, Master... won't you claim this filthy slut's virginity today?"
Yusuke stared at her butt. Compared to Murayama, Aika had a petite body. Her curves were smaller, but she was undeniably cute. Despite her perverted nature, her choice of underwear was surprisingly innocent, plain white cotton panties with little bears on them.
"Having your first time in a place like this... what should I say? As expected of you, Aika."
Yusuke slowly walked over, grabbed her waist, and pulled her panties down to her knees. As he did, a long, transparent string stretched from her dripping cunt to the fabric. He grabbed her cute ass, raised his hand, and brought it down with a sharp smack.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
He slapped her ass a few times, leaving red imprints across her cheeks.
"Ahnn~ Slap me harder, Master! Yes, I'm a hopeless pervert! I want you to fuck me in the dirtiest places, I wouldn't even mind if you did it inside a public toilet or an abandoned park!" Aika moaned as she turned her head to look back at him, her face contorted in pleasure and ecstasy.
"You're truly hopeless. Could you even survive without me?" Yusuke gripped his cock, lining it up with her dripping entrance.
"Yes! Without Yu-sama, life is meaningless! I'd rather die, so please, Yu-sama, use me as you wish! Make me feel useful to you! Fuck me as hard as you can!" Aika shuddered as his cock brushed her slit, crying out in shameless euphoria.
Her heart pounded so loudly that even Yusuke could hear it. She was finally about to unite with her master, finally becoming one with him!
Her dream of having rough, masochistic sex with her Yu-sama had finally come true!
Yusuke felt as if her pussy was moving on its own, guided by her will. It began to suck on the tip of his cock, trying to pull it inside. Just how badly did she want him?
Pa!
Since she was so eager for his cock, Yusuke grabbed her waist tightly and slammed himself inside. He felt a faint resistance as he entered, but pushed through and pierced her hymen. She was so incredibly wet that, despite how tight she was, his cock slid in without pause, her tight walls stretching obscenely around him."
Since she was a self-proclaimed masochistic slut, Yusuke saw no reason to coddle her, especially for her first time. If anything, being gentle would've disappointed her. And he hated to disappoint.
"Mmmmm~ Haaaaaa!!!~ Yu-sama's cock! Yu-sama is inside me!! This is it! This is it! I'm cumming! I'm cummiiing!"
As soon as his dick entered her, Aika's back arched. She threw her head back and moaned so loudly that people in the building across heard her. Love juice sprayed out like a water jet hitting the ground. Her legs went weak, and her mind went completely blank!
Yusuke quickly reached out, wrapping his arm around her waist to keep her from falling. He gently lowered her to her knees and then immediately resumed pounding into her from behind
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"Ahhn! Haah~! Haaa!"
"Yu-sama~ Yu-sama~ This is it! More—fuck me harder!"
"Hit me harder! Pound me to death! Ahhn~"
Even after recovering from the mind-shattering orgasm, Aika's obscene moans echoed across the rooftop, each cry louder and more desperate than the last.
"It feels so good! Yu-sama's majestic dick is amazing! Make me your slut!" She looked back at him, her eyes glowing red and her pupils shaped like pink hearts. "I want you to treat me like a slut! Order me to go around with no underwear and a vibrator inside me!"
As she spoke, her walls tightened around him. Just imagining the scenario turned her on even more.
"A-And when I walk outside… the wind'll flip my skirt up and show everyone what a dirty bitch I am!" With a lewd cry, she slammed her hips back against his pelvis, grinding out each word like a confession.
"Ahn~ Haah~"
Aika slammed her hips back against his in perfect sync, moaning loudly as she felt his hard cock stretch her walls and kiss her cervix. Suddenly, Yusuke's stronger arm wrapped around her waist and yanked her toward him until her back pressed firmly against his chest.
"What do you mean letting others see you!?" His other hand clamped around her throat as he growled into her ear, "No one's allowed to see your body. No one's allowed to even touch the hem of your clothes. You don't own it, it's mine!"
"Understood!?"
The sound of his thick, deep voice so close to her ear made Aika shudder. It felt like Yu-sama was fucking her ears with his voice. Her walls clenched hard, and more of her juices spilled out the moment she heard his possessive declaration.
Her Yu-sama wanted her so badly, he really owned her!
"Yech~ Master~ I'm your thing! I'll never let another man get close to me~ Ahhn~ My mind… it's turning white~" Aika's face twisted with pleasure, her eyes half-lidded, mouth parted, tongue hanging out with a trail of drool dripping down. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and her hot, ragged breaths fogged up her glasses.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Yusuke held her tightly, slamming into her hard and fast. He released her throat and grabbed her chin, twisting her face toward him. Leaning in, he captured her lips in a deep, wet, sloppy kiss, tongue and saliva mixing as he devoured her mouth.
He pounded her harder and harder, never breaking the kiss as he ravaged her mouth. When he felt himself about to cum, he tried to pull back, but her lewd pussy clung to him, refusing to let go.
"Cum inside! I want it inside, Yu-sama! I want your Jizz Jam deep inside me!"
Her grip was so tight, it felt like a hand clutching his cock, holding him firmly inside those warm, sticky walls that seemed eager to squeeze the cum right out of his balls.
"Right, I still have that skill," Yusuke frowned at first, then remembered the skill he got this morning, 'No Plane B'.
He activated it immediately, and as soon as he did, his cum shot deep into her womb, flooding her cervix before gushing out of her pussy.
Once he felt her cunt loosen its grip on his cock, he pulled back, let go of her, and set her down.
She lay on her stomach, legs spread wide, toes twitching. Beads of sweat and love juice glistened as they dripped down her thighs, with more love juice and cum pouring from her soaked love hole. Her clothes clung to her body, soaked through with sweat. Her face rested sideways, eyes half-closed and unfocused, tongue slipping out of her parted mouth.
She looked so hot!
His brow knitted into a deep frown as he suddenly thought about what he felt earlier when Aika said she wanted people to see her naked. A burning rage rose inside him at the thought of other men seeing her naked pussy.
Just imagining someone touching the corner of her hand made him absolutely furious.
'Since when did I become so possessive?'
Yusuke shook his head and rubbed his face a few times, trying to shake off the strange feeling in his chest.
He wasn't crazy or mentally ill. He was just more manly and old-fashioned than the others, that's all.
"Mmm~" Aika's moan snapped him back to reality. He turned to look at her. She wore an expression of complete bliss, like nothing in the world could bother her anymore. She looked like she'd just reached enlightenment, passed through nirvana, and ascended straight into sainthood!
"Get up!" Yusuke nudged her with his leg.
"Amitabha... see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil," Aika chanted, pressing her hands together like a monk in meditation. She looked utterly serene, as if holy light had started radiating from behind her, though the effect would've been more convincing if she wasn't drenched in sweat, love juice, and his cum.
"Did this perverted masochist finally lose it?" Yusuke muttered as he kicked her again. "Get up. We're going to my place."
"What?! Yu-sama's place!?" The sacred light behind her faded, and the serene expression vanished, replaced by a lewd, perverted grin. She jumped up, completely ignoring the sticky substance sliding down her thighs, and clung to Yusuke, pressing her modest breasts against him. "I'm finally allowed to visit Yu-sama's place? Really? Really? Really?!"
"Fuck! You're creeping me out. Use something to wipe yourself, it's disgusting." Yusuke pushed her away with a disgusted look, then pulled out a towel he had prepared earlier and threw it at her.
"Gehehehe~ Yu-sama's abusive words! He's getting better and better at this! This is the best! Yu-sama is the best~!" Aika cupped her cheeks with both hands and giggled foolishly. She took the towel and wiped the fluids between her legs before folding it and slipping it into her school bag. 'I'll keep this in my Yu-sama's collection~ Maybe I can use it to masturbate when I'm lonely.'
Yusuke shook his head speechlessly at her antics. If she was that needy, she could just come to him and he'd fuck her brains out. Why bother collecting these dirty things to use as masturbation material?
...
"What the hell are you doing here, bitch?!"
"That's my line, bitch! What are you doing in Yu-sama's place!?"
The moment Yusuke stepped inside, the air turned glacial. Aika and Murayama locked in a death glare, their killing intent so thick it could've shattered glass.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Murayama picked up a kitchen knife and pointed it at Aika. Her brown hair lashed around her as if whipped by an invisible storm, eyes colder than any Chinese protagonist's death glare. "I was here first! Master is mine! How dare you seduce him and defile his sacred space?!"
"Hmph! What's so great about being first, especially when you've only been with him one day earlier!" Aika's two braids swung wildly as if she were in Super Saiyan mode. She pulled a paper knife from her skirt pocket and snorted coldly. "You're yesterday's news. I'm his upgrade!"
"Thot, begone! He's mine!"
"No, he's mine! Yu-sama loves me more than you!"
Veins throbbed on Yusuke's forehead as he reached out with both hands and grabbed the blades directly, ignoring the handles. "Both of you, shut the fuck up! Since when did I belong to either of you!?"
"Yu-sama!"
"Master! Your hand!"
Both girls immediately stopped fighting, their faces turning pale as they witnessed the scene. Yusuke had grabbed the blades with his bare hands and was pulling them out from between theirs.
"I'm fine. These things can't hurt me," Yusuke said as he put away the kitchen knife and the paper cutter. He showed them both his palms, which were completely unscathed except for faint white marks. His Physique stats were now four times tougher than those of an ordinary person. Holding knives like that could barely harm him.
Aika grabbed his palm and gently caressed it, her eyes and mouth wide with amazement. "Amazing! Yu-sama, you're like a superman!"
"Hmm." Murayama held his other hand and nodded, her expression just as amazed.
Both women were still surprised by the sudden physical change that had occurred in him just a day ago. But neither of them asked about it, or rather, they never got the chance. Yusuke had been overwhelming them with so much stimulation that they hadn't had a moment to ask anything at all.
Now, seeing that he had not only become bigger in 'multiple departments' but also incredibly tough and strong, the girls were amazed.
At the same time, they felt disappointed, especially Murayama. If Yusuke had become this strong, the possibility of her kidnapping him had become lower again!
He could grab knives without getting injured and endure her stun baton attacks without feeling a thing. Maybe even drugs would not work on him anymore!
"Murayama, it seems you still haven't learned your lesson," Yusuke said as he pulled his hands away from theirs and glared at both of them with cold eyes. "Did you already forget your promise?"
Even though her submission had reached 76, it didn't change her determination to keep Yusuke exclusively for herself. It only made her accept his orders more easily.
"I'm sorry, master! I... I just couldn't stand seeing another woman so close to you. I won't do it again!" Murayama panicked the moment she saw his dark expression. She quickly knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness. "I'm slow and stupid. Please don't leave me! Don't leave me, Master!"
Aika watched the scene with wide eyes. Seeing how humble and desperate Murayama acted shocked her deeply. At the same time, her own perverted love place, which had just calmed down a bit, started to get pumped again as she imagined herself in Murayama's position.
"Sigh, you really are a stupid woman," Yusuke said with a helpless tone as he pulled her up. "I'll forgive you this time, but if you do it again, I will punish you. Understand?"
"Thank you, Master! Thank you!" Murayama nodded frantically, burying her face in his chest like a repentant child. She vowed not to do stupid things like this again... well, at least not in front of Yusuke.
Yusuke glanced at both of them and, with a gentle expression, said, "I brought Aika here because I felt like having a threesome. Do you guys want to join?"
He sounded like a scumbag, not only was he two-timing his girlfriend, but he also wanted both of them to have sex with him at the same time. If anyone outside heard him say something so outrageous with a straight face, many men would beat the shit out of him.
"What?"
Both exclaimed at the same time. They stared at each other with looks of disgust. They could handle the fact that he was with another woman. After all, one had been thoroughly beaten mentally, while the other was a masochist who could even enjoy the pain of being cuckolded.
"You don't want to?" Yusuke's gentle expression turned cold. "Then you can leave now, both of you."
"No! I didn't say that! I'm willing, I'm willing! Master," Murayama said hurriedly, trying her best to suppress her disgust. Tears streamed from her eyes. It tore her heart to even think of Yusuke with other women, but now she had to share his bed with another, her yandere soul screaming in pain!
[Ding!]
[Murayama's Submission + 1]
[+1]
[+1]
The system prompts echoed in his ears as he watched Murayama's submission rise by three points all at once, pushing her total to 79. He felt no guilt watching her cry and suffer like this. What she had done to him was far worse, leaving scars that would haunt him for his entire life.
A few tears wouldn't erase the pain she caused or wipe away her sins.
Even though the Murayama in front of him wasn't the one who hurt him before, she was still the same person. If he hadn't been stronger and more cautious around her, he would be trapped in her basement right now.
There was even a possibility that she was already planning how to get him into her basement.
One must never underestimate a yandere's determination!
"And you? As my one-and-only fleshlight, you're cool with joining me, right?" Yusuke turned to the quiet Aika and asked, "But if you're not into it, I won't hold it against you. We can just act like nothing ever happened between us and go our separate ways."
Aika gaped, utterly stunned by the scene unfolding before her. In a modern world where monogamy reigned supreme, how could someone say something so outrageous with a straight face!? Did he seriously want to sleep with both of them at the same time!?
It had to be that bitch's fault! If she hadn't seduced him and tempted him into doing something like this, her Yu-sama would never say something so outrageous. It had to be her! Aika's stunned mind quickly jumped into yandere mode and found a plausible explanation for Yusuke's scumbag behavior. She directed all her hatred toward Murayama.
Yanderes never fault their beloved. Instead, they pin the blame on others, the environment, politics, or even climate change!
The one they love could never disappoint them; in their eyes, he's a flawless being. For Aika, especially, who sees Yusuke as a godlike figure, it must be others who corrupted him!
She had to rescue him from that vile wretch! But… but if she refused to join him now, her beloved Yu-sama might be furious and never want to see her again!
'Mmm~' The idea of watching him fuck another woman while she could only touch herself helplessly, the other woman's squirt splashing across her face, felt incredibly arousing! As the vivid scene played in her mind, Aika's masochistic side ignited, her face flushing scarlet. Unlike Murayama's repulsion at the thought, the depraved, masochistic Aika was far more receptive. "I'll do it with pleasure, Yu-sama!" she declared.
Ding!
[Aika's Submission + 1]
[+1]
[+1]
[+1]
[Aika Kiryuu's Submission has reached the Dependent level!]
As soon as she finished speaking, the system's voice rang in Yusuke's mind again, showing Aika's submission level increasing rapidly before stopping at 63, the Dependent level.
As expected, Aika's taming process was much easier than Murayama's. Maybe if he kept training her, she would reach the Devoted level before Murayama. Yusuke glanced at Aika with satisfaction. Back then, he noticed that Aika was easier to tame, but the system told him that if he started with her, Murayama would get in his way. That's why the tutorial quest focused on taming Murayama first.
"Good little slut," Yusuke said as he reached out and patted Aika's head. Her eyes curled with satisfaction.
Murayama pouted at the scene but calmed down after Yusuke patted her head as well.
'This still felt so unreal,' Yusuke thought as he took both of them to his bedroom. It might seem obvious, but this was his first threesome in both of his lives.
...
At first, both girls felt embarrassed and reluctant, but as soon as Yusuke took off his clothes, they became fiercely competitive with each other. Yusuke took the chance to try everything he had wanted to do before.
He got them to give him double blowjobs, double paizuri, and a pussy sandwich. He also had Aika rime him while he was with Murayama.
There were things they didn't do, like having the two girls kiss or exchange his cum, which was ridiculous. No matter how high their submission was to him, it didn't change the fact that both of them hated each other.
Not to mention, Yusuke didn't want either of them to kiss anyone else. His possessive urges made it clear that he wouldn't tolerate any of his girls kissing someone else, even if it was another girl.
The threesome lasted for more than four hours until it reached six in the evening, then he had the two girls leave.
Since they had skipped classes, Aika and Yusuke went home early.
He actually wanted to keep them and spend some romantic time with both of them, but they kept bickering so much that Yusuke got fed up and sent them home.
After washing, Yusuke whipped himself and muttered, "This isn't the harem I want." It might sound weird for a guy to say this, but Yusuke didn't want just a sex relationship with Murayama and Aika, or at least Aika. He wanted a real, genuine romantic relationship where they could go on dates, travel, have sex and cuddles, watch TV, and more.
He didn't want to be constantly on edge, always looking for ways to keep both girls in check just because he was afraid they might turn against him if he let his guard down
"In the end, it's because I'm so weak. If I could get stronger, maybe I wouldn't have to care even if each of them had a nuclear warhead," Yusuke said as he put on a tracksuit and left his apartment. "Let's check my rewards first."
[Aika Kiryuu's submission: 88.]
[Murayama's submission: 87.]
[Congratulations! You have successfully completed the quest: The Masochist's Game! Please check your rewards!]
Yusuke Aoki:
- Role: Yandere System's host.
- Level: 2 (300/400xp).
- Race: Human.
- Gender: Male
- Age: 17
- Height: 182 cm.
- Weight: 78Kg.
- Stats:
- Strength: 4.
- Agility: 4.
- Spirit: 4.
- Physique: 4.
-Stat points available: 4
- Skills:
- Healing Touch level 1: A gentle but potent ability that allows the user to restore physical injuries and ease pain through direct contact. By channeling restorative energy through their hands, the user can accelerate natural recovery, mend wounds, and soothe fatigue. The effectiveness depends on the user's Spirit stat and the level of the skill.
- Swordsmanship level 1.
- No Plan B (Max).
- Unique Trait - Crazy Woman Magnet Physique: A mysterious physique that inexplicably attracts a specific type of women, though exactly what kind remains unknown. Those affected by it often develop an intense, sometimes insane obsession with the owner of the physique.
- Stat points available: 1.
After successfully finishing Aika's quest, which was actually very easy for him thanks to her masochistic nature and willingness to be under him, Yusuke gained 500 XP and one skill point. This allowed him to level up once and gain one stat point in all his attributes, doubling his overall strength.
He was now eight times stronger than a normal human!
"Let's level up Healing Touch for now," Yusuke said. He hesitated between two skills, Swordsmanship and Healing Touch, but chose the latter. In this line of work, the chance of getting injured or stabbed was very high, so it was better for him to improve his healing skills.
Maybe if he leveled it up, Healing Touch would even give him the ability to regrow limbs.
Although he was now very tough and normal knives couldn't hurt him, he didn't forget that Murayama had that strange sword. Who knew when she might awaken it and decide to cut off his limbs again?
It was obvious that losing his limbs in the previous timeline had caused him great trauma.