Not once, but twice Mr. Ono ejaculated into me. The guilt of betraying Tetsu was going to eat me away one day, and I already felt the growing void beginning in the pit of my stomach. My body still pulsed with the sensation of having someone inside me like that. I was still sensitive. Even my underwear continued to tease me. My nipples had gotten hard, visible through the bra and shirt.
Still, worry for my son propelled my legs forward through Togetsu. I walked in haste towards the school. Mr. Uehara assured me that Keita was fine, but I needed to see him for myself. This stupid NTL game. Did it really have the power to cause accidents in the form of consequences like that?
"Saya, tell me honestly: is the app responsible for what happened to Keita?" I whipped my phone out and asked, my fingers clenched tightly in vise.
[Well, I wonder—]
"No, don't. Don't start with me like that, acting all cutesy and whimsical. Keita is my son. My son! I'd do anything to protect him. If you and the NTL app had anything to do with it, I'll… I'll…"
What would I do? What was I even capable of doing? I was but a married rural woman in a village soon to disappear from the face of Japan.
[You care about your son,] Saya said sympathetically. [Then you should continue doing your best for his sake, shouldn't you?]
A chill creeped up my spine. Her playful manner of speech wasn't threatening in any way, but it carried a hint of urgency. I was about to put my phone away until I noticed a fourth of Saya's halo had darkened. Some of her feathers closest to the shoulder blades were a tinge of black.
"I'm not imagining it. Your appearance is changing." I pointed out.
[Hehe! Yes, I am! Remember~ the more you play, the more I evolve. You might even get some bonuses as a result,] she explained.
This was just too much to think about. I shoved my phone away and hurried into Himawari. Although it had been years, I still knew the school like the back of my hand. The infirmary was all the way down the west wing. We used to have a resident nurse here. However, after Mrs. Abe retired, the role became harder for Principal Iwata to staff with fewer and fewer students. If Keita had been attending another school, a nurse would be looking after him right now. I'd feel so much more at ease.
When I threw open the door to the infirmary, a wave of relief crashed over me. I wanted to collapse. Keita was sitting upright in one of the beds, phone in one hand and ice pack pressed to his head with the other.
"Mom? I thought Mr. Uehara told you I was okay. You didn't need to come see me," Keita said.
"Oh, my God. Keita, I was so scared you were hurt." I sighed.
"I got a bump on my head, that's all." He shrugged.
My son's casualness over the situation did calm me down a little.
"Maybe you faked getting injured just to play on your phone." I folded my arms.
"Come on! I deserve a little break!" Keita threw his head back and groaned.
The moment of levity lifted the weight from my shoulders. Footfalls came up from behind me. I turned around to find Kazuo Miyamori, his demeanor full of guilt.
"Marika, I'm so sorry. They told me a light fixture just fell. Maybe it was a loose screw or something, but I-I always double— triple check everything. What happened to Keita is my fault." Miyamori hung his head in a deep bow.
"Please, lift your head! It really isn't your fault," I insisted, knowing full well who— no matter how outrageous it sounded— the true culprit was.
"Like I said before, Mr. Miyamori. I'm fine. It's no big deal! I got to skip the rest of class for a bump on the head." Keita gave a thumbs up.
I glanced over my shoulder and glared at him. He buried his face back into his phone.
"If… If you say so. If there's anything I can ever do to make it up to you, let me know. I'm going to tighten the screws of every light fixture before the end of the day. I don't want this to happen to any other child," Miyamori said before turning to leave.
"Now I feel bad." My son put his phone down and sighed. "It was a stupid loose screw's fault anyway."
"I'm sure Mr. Miyamori knows that, but making sure will give him some peace of mind." I smiled.
"Marika!"
Keita and I turned to the door, where Principal Iwata had replaced Miyamori. The man had a sly grin on his face, eyeing me in particular.
"I was horrified to learn what happened to Keita. I'm so relieved that he's okay. How are you doing over there?" Principal Iwata asked my son.
"I'm A-okay! Hopefully, my test will be, too." Keita went back to playing with his phone.
"You and I, both. Because I have some good news. I've been in talks with Higashi High in Nagoya. Specifically, in the Nakagawa Ward. It's a new school, only been around for three years. Me and the principal there, Araki, managed to get you a transfer spot," he explained.
"Really?!" Keita and I blurted out.
The principal continued, "But it's not secured yet. That is up to you and how well you do on your upcoming test. You pass, your spot is guaranteed."
"I'll do my best!" my son promised, full of energy as if he hadn't been clocked in the head earlier.
Principal Iwata and I left the infirmary since there was more he needed to talk to me about. I didn't need to think very hard about why. When we entered his office, however, he was very congratulatory. We discussed numerous things I hadn't considered about Keita's transfer.
That being moving there to begin with, a place to live, and whether or not he was capable of taking care of himself. Keita would essentially need to be an adult in every way except age. Thinking about him living alone was… daunting. But Iwata helped me iron out prospective apartments near the school where Keita could live. He wrote down a clear itinerary to follow on how to get from Kumamoto city all the way to Nagakawa Ward. We even exchanged contact information to keep in touch should I ever need help.
I'd have gotten dizzy trying to figure all this out on my own, but Principal Iwata, like a guardian angel, did it all for me. Just for a moment, I forgot all about the way he really saw me.
"Thank you! I'll pass this along to my husband and son." I bowed, rising with a folder of information given to me.
"One more thing before you leave," Principal Iwata said as I placed my hand on the door knob. "I want you to come to my place tonight. For a little fun, of course."
"And I was just beginning to think you were a good person…"
"Now, now, Marika. Do you really want to leave this all to Keita's academic capacity? You do as I ask, and your son's test score comes back… not flawless, but perfect enough. It's going to need a couple of wrong answers. Giving him full marks will just look suspicious," he explained.
I squeezed the folder until it wrinkled.
"Why at night? I have to cook dinner for my family. Me missing and going to your house will look suspicious," I reasoned.
"Well, you're just going to have to get creative. Better get started on making dinner early. Oh, and dust off your old school uniform. Bring it with you," Principal Iwata insisted.
I left the office in a huff, feeling even more ashamed than when I had sex with Saburo Ono. Put up with it, Marika! I chanted to myself. Once Keita officially enrolled in Higashi High, I didn't have to put up with this any more. At least not with Principal Iwata. His help was only necessary up to a certain point.
As soon as I got home, I started making dinner. It was still a little early in the afternoon. Keita wouldn't be out for much longer either, and he might bring Satoshi with him. That friend of his… because of what we did in the bathroom before, Satoshi might have sprung a crush on me. Or maybe more than that. I pressed both hands to my cheek, feeling how hot they were. How embarrassing. To be asked to have sex with and even bringing protection—
I choked on my spit.
"Saya!" I scrambled away from the kitchen and picked up my phone lying on the couch.
[Mmmm! What's up?] Saya stretched her arms as if awakened from slumber.
"I only just remembered— I need a contraceptive! What are they called? Morning after pill? Ono came inside me twice. I don't want to risk having his child! Can you buy medicine from the shop for me? Quick, before Keita comes home!"
[I can do that! Morning after pills are 8,000 points, annnnnnd purchased. New points total is 52,000/5,000,000. Your morning after pill should be arriving shortly.]
These things arrived instantly somehow. The vibrator did. I hurried up to the door just as it swung open. Keita and Satoshi entered.
"I'm ho—" Keita recoiled in fright. "Geez, mom! You scared the crap outta me. Why were you waiting in front of the door like that?"
"Hello, Mrs. Kashiwagi." Satoshi bowed bashfully.
"Hey, you two. Did you happen to…" I swallowed the rest of my sentence.
"Oh, were you looking for this? Saw it sticking out of the mailbox." My son handed me a small plastic packet, then he and Satoshi walked past me into his bedroom.
Thank goodness anything ordered off the NTL shop looked unassuming. I returned to the kitchen, tore open the packet, and popped out the single white tablet embedded in its plastic casing. I gulped it down with water, hoping that the pill was actually real and not fake. After all, I had no other choice but to trust the app. It wasn't as though I could readily buy contraceptive medicine in Togetsu.
I stuffed the empty packet into the bottom of the trash. When I stood up, I noticed Satoshi standing in the entryway between the hallway and living room.
"S-Satoshi? Did you need something?" I cleared my throat.
"I just wanted to ask for a glass of water," Satoshi said bashfully.
"Of course! I'll fill one up for Keita, too." I grabbed two glasses and filled them up in the sink.
When Satoshi grabbed them, his fingers brushed against mine. The briefest of touch sent tingles across my body. I felt them even after he had already taken the glasses.
"So… Keita told me earlier that he'll be attending a school in Nagoya. I don't want to say it to his face, but I'm going to miss him." Satoshi frowned.
"I'm going to miss him, too. This is your last year of school though. You're going to be a full grown adult. Once you get a job and earn some money, you can visit him any time you want in Nagoya," I suggested.
"That's true. I can also buy my own stuff. I won't have to ask my parents for money anymore." He looked a little brighter than before. "You… You weren't lying about it being okay for me to come over when Keita's gone, right?"
That promise. I'd uttered that in the spur of a moment seeing Satoshi so sullen. It would be wrong of me to take that from him. I wasn't sure what exactly he would do around here, but if just being in the presence of my son's bedroom cheered him up, why not? God only knew that I'd probably end up in Keita's room from time to time, missing him so much.
"I didn't lie. You can come by anytime you want." I smiled.
"Thank you!" Satoshi beamed, disappearing into the hallway back to my son's room.
As evening rolled along and Tetsu came home for dinner, I made enough for four. Thankfully, his coworkers hadn't invited themselves. Having everyone around the table, each person taking turns to talk about their day, it occurred to me how fleeting these moments were. One day, possibly soon, Keita wouldn't be joining us at the dinner table anymore. I hoped he would be eating with school friends. He had always been so outgoing, so I didn't need to fear him ever being alone.
And with Keita gone, Satoshi would visit even less despite promising to come every once in a while. This small house, which once belonged to Tetsu's parents, once had so many people living here. Keita was but a baby then. Both mine and my husband's parents were still around. We were supposed to take care of them well into their old age, but a disease ravaged the entire country almost nine years ago and caught them, too. Soon, it was just going to be me and Tetsu.
Maybe I was just imagining it. Tetsu and I would have a lot more time with each other again. I turned in bed as he climbed in from the other side.
"Hey, Tetsu…" I rested a hand on his chest. "I was wondering if we can do it tonight?"
"Oh? Feeling frisky, are you? Well, how can I resist my wife?" Tetsu closed the gap and kissed me deeply.
Before we knew it, our clothes flew off our bodies. My heart didn't just soar, it was singing. I rode on top of Tetsu, his hands gripping my thighs. In one blink, however, I saw the kannushi Saburo Ono.
Another blink, and it was Mr. Shiraishi underneath me. Blink. I saw Satoshi. Blink. I saw Principal Iwata and his grinning face. I shook my head, trying my best to come back to reality where my husband was waiting.
"Marika, I'm close…" Tetsu murmured.
A warm sensation filled me. While I should be present with Tetsu, my thoughts drifted to when Ono had ejaculated into me instead. I squeezed my eyes shut and laid down on Tetsu.
"How about we catch our breaths and go again?" I panted.
"Is it that time of the month or something? You know I'd love to keep going, but I'm so spent…" Tetsu said apologetically.
"Oh, it's alright then. I know you're working hard for our sake. Tomorrow, then?"
"I'll try not to work too hard, so I have enough stamina for you."
We cuddled in bed until Tetsu fell sound asleep. Frustration welled up inside me. I hadn't climaxed even. Was he really that tired? I was doing all the riding. Ono mustered enough energy to do it twice. Oh, no. I was thinking about another man when I shouldn't. Sighing, I climbed out of bed slowly and quietly.
My phone was on silent, but the glow from the home screen signalled that Principal Iwata had sent me a text. He was expecting me. I reached under the bed to pull out my old school uniform I hadn't worn in years. I couldn't even be sure it still fit me at my age and size.
That didn't matter though. I put the uniform into a bag and made my way to Principal Iwata's house. Every little sound made me flinch. At this time of the night, almost every house was dark and its occupants asleep. I had no need to worry that someone might see me. A breath of relief escaped me as I reached his door.
It swung open to Iwata and his lecherous smile before I had the chance to knock.
"Come on in!" Principal Iwata insisted, stepping aside to let me in.
The door closed on my way in, and I felt my heart jump with it shutting. He brought me into his living room, suspiciously brightly lit for this time of the night.
"I brought my old uniform like you asked," I said.
"Good. Start changing into it," Principal Iwata said, taking a seat on the couch. "In front of me. Oh, and leave your underwear off."
I gritted through the pang of disgust to do as the principal asked. He made himself comfortable while I stripped naked. Himawari's school uniform was a simple design. A white button-up blouse and a dark navy skirt. I had a hard time getting the upper buttons closed and gave up. The fabric, coarse from time and wear, rubbed against my nipples which were gradually growing stiff. Even though I was inside a house, it felt like a breeze blew under my skirt.
"Are you happy?" I asked grumpily.
"Very. Now, come here." Principal Iwata beckoned to me.
I took one step, and the principal grabbed my hand. He yanked me onto the couch on top of him. I thought he was going to kiss me and braced myself for it, but he pushed me down over his knees instead.
"What are you— nngh!" I tensed up to his hand slipping under my skirt to caress my butt.
The man was thorough. He invaded every nook and cranny, brushing my labia, thumbing my asshole, and squeezing each cheek. My breathing grew shallow. Every touch forced a sound out of me I didn't know I could muster.
"You filled in so nicely over the years. All from just getting married and having a baby. I still remember how thin and shapely you used to be," Principal Iwata said.
"Pervert…" I grumbled.
"And who's fault is that?" He shoved two fingers into me, causing my entire being to heave. They quickly retracted. "I almost lost my temper. Working with children does that to you. That's why I came to Togetsu, you know? I hate schools in the city. Too many students to deal with. You were like an angel when I came here. So kind. So beautiful. So well behaved."
Each praise made my heart throb. I shouldn't feel this way, but it made me happy. Giddy, even. Suddenly, the principal pulled the skirt all the way up until my bare butt faced the ceiling.
"But I can't believe you went and married Tetsu!" A strong hand came down hard on my ass.
The pain shot up my spine. I saw white. Every inch of me went stiff.
"That stupid boy, always making trouble in school!" The principal spanked me again, this time harder.
I shut my eyes, squeezing out a tear from each corner.
"You're a bad girl for dating him. For marrying him. For having a child with him! Apologize for being a bad girl!" he demanded as his hand fell upon me again.
"Mm! I'm sorry… for being a bad girl!" I cried.
"Again!"
Slap!
"I'm sorry for being a bad girl!"
Slap!
No matter how many times I repeated that line, the spanking continued. Principal Iwata took turns on each cheek, too. They began to sting. It felt hot. Soon, every time he spanked me, a spasm of pleasure pulsed through my body.
Slap!
I didn't want to climax. I shouldn't! If only Tetsu had brought me to orgasm earlier, I wouldn't have been so pent-up and sensitive right now.
Slap!
Something was coming. A powerful feeling that I couldn't fight. I knew with certainty that if Principal Iwata spanked me one more time, I was going to climax. I… wanted it. I needed the release.
Slap!
"Augghh! I'm cumming!" A quaking orgasm seized hold of me, and a shrill cry erupted from me without any chance to contain it. I couldn't think straight. My nipples felt good rubbing against the uniform. The space between my thighs felt so wet, I thought I'd wet myself. I didn't need to see to know my butt was red.
"You just orgasmed from being spanked! What a naughty girl, you are. I feel much better now though. Thank you, Marika. You can go home now," Principal Iwata said, ushering me off of his knees.
"That's… it?"
"You want more?" He looked at me with a shaming grin. "No, I…" My phone started buzzing. I thought it was Tetsu until I saw the NTL app.
[Have sex with Principal Iwata right now.] +30,000pts
[Have sex with Principal Iwata tomorrow at school.] +40,000pts
[Ask to continue the roleplay.] +10,000pts per ongoing day
[Random Choice for x2 points], [Reroll Choices -500pts], [Upgrade a Choice]
I didn't want to have sex with him. Not now. I wasn't sure what might happen to me if I had. Somehow, somewhere inside me I realized that, unlike with Ono, this was the line I wouldn't be able to come back from.
"You're looking pale, Marika. Did you just see a ghost?" he asked.
"No, I… I… was wondering if we can do this again… The student and teacher thing," I said through a clenched jaw.
Although I wasn't facing the principal, I heard the quietest gasp and snicker from him. He embraced me from behind, his hips rubbing against my butt still tender and stinging. Hands cupped my braless breasts.
"You were a bad girl after all," Principal Iwata whispered into my ear, causing me to tremble uncontrollably.