The sunset painted the sky red, casting a crimson hue over the buildings, the sports field, the woods, and the courtyard.
Most students had left, and the entire school seemed to quiet down.
The last rays of sunlight streamed in through the window.
In the empty classroom, desks and chairs were neatly arranged.
Only one boy sat by the window, propping his chin with both hands, gazing motionless at the scenery outside, facing the sunset.
It was already dusk, yet he still had no intention of leaving school.
Clang—
The sound of the classroom door opening.
Ayato turned his head, his expression unchanged, as he watched the girl in a short skirt uniform walk in.
“Are you… Ayato?”
The beautiful girl recognized her classmate.
She pulled out a piece of paper.
“Hello, did you leave this letter for me? May I ask, what do you need me for?”
“Chisato,” a strange flicker, like evil, indifference, or ferocity, suddenly crossed the boy’s expressionless face before settling back into calm.
“I do have something to discuss with you.”
Could it be a confession?
The pretty girl named Chisato had already prepared her rejection speech.
Silence—
In the quiet dusk, in the quiet classroom, Chisato stared blankly at him.
What was going on?
Speak, why aren’t you speaking?
Do you want me to reject you first?
The boy didn’t know her thoughts, nor was he interested.
He simply rose calmly from his chair, took a step, his footsteps clear, and walked step by step to the girl’s side.
Gazing…
Ayato had always believed that the three core elements of H-anime—Hypnosis, Time Stop, and a big dick—were completely unnecessary to deal with these heroines.
Of course, the last one is irrelevant for now, but the first two were simply overkill.
Ayato felt that, apart from special professionals, there were no women easier to handle than H-anime heroines.
You just need to grab their arm, apply force, and then press down.
They generally give up resistance and let you do as you please.
It’s that simple, just like this—
Ayato suddenly reached out and grabbed Chisato’s arm.
His other hand accurately landed on the girl’s chest, which was a full E-cup, soft, warm, and very elastic.
“Ah! Ayato-kun, what are you—No!!”
With a sensitive spot touched, Chisato shivered and struggled fiercely.
Ayato was almost shaken off by her.
In terms of attributes alone, he didn’t have much of an advantage.
Uh, no, wait, as an H-anime heroine, why are you struggling?
You should properly recognize your place!
[Ayato]
—[Strength]: 6
—[Agility]: 6
—[Intelligence]: 7
—[Constitution]: 5
[Chisato]
—[Strength]: 4
—[Agility]: 5
—[Intelligence]: 5
—[Constitution]: 4
After using his Observation ability to check Chisato’s status panel, Ayato felt a little embarrassed, as he had been proven wrong…
But it didn’t matter.
If direct force didn’t work, he just needed to use his second move—threats.
This method could generally deal with ninety percent of H-anime heroines.
“Chisato, I hear you have a boyfriend you like?” Ayato grinned.
“You wouldn’t want him to see your current photos, would you? If not, then quiet down.”
“You, let me go—Yuto-senpai will know, he’ll definitely help me!” The girl’s resistance didn’t stop.
Ah, well…
It seems that even H-anime heroines aren’t as weak as imagined.
Even so, it doesn’t change the essential nature of these women as playthings.
Ayato had never intended to fall in love with these women, so when he learned he had transmigrated to this world, he decided to be a villain.
He reverted to his initial poker face and released the girl.
Chisato hadn’t expected him to actually let go.
The girl gasped slightly, just about to speak, when her eyes met Ayato’s.
Her body trembled, and an invisible force spread through her delicate frame.
To her horror, she found herself unable to move…
What, what is this?
Why, why can’t I even speak?
“In the end, I had to use my ability,” Ayato stared at her expressionlessly, his cold gaze sending shivers down the girl’s spine.
“But never mind, it’s all the same. From the moment you stepped into this classroom, Chisato, your fate was sealed.”
At this point, he paused.
“No, perhaps from the moment I arrived here, the outcome was already determined.”
What?
What is he talking about?
I don’t understand at all!
I can’t move my body, has he drugged me or something?
But, but…
Sweat beaded on Chisato’s forehead, and her pretty face turned pale.
Fear and dread spread around her.
Ayato paid no attention to her changing expression.
He lifted himself onto the desk, the setting sun casting a dazzling light on his back.
His gaze shifted from the girl’s cheek to the status window before him.
[Special Skills]:
—[Absolute Control]
—[Observation]
These were his skills, the golden finger abilities he obtained after transmigrating.
What was currently controlling Chisato’s body was this special ability, Absolute Control.
“Although I can’t Hypnotize or charm, the more direct and crude physical control isn’t bad either…”
Controlling the body, mastering the five senses.
It’s strong, but not strong enough.
I need to become stronger…
Ayato felt a sense of urgency.
As for Observation, it’s simply for checking status panels.
The method to improve attributes and learn new skills is to gain Hearts through lewd acts, and then spend Hearts to add attributes and learn skills.
This is also why Ayato sought her out.
In a normal world, he might patiently pursue a relationship and gain Hearts through a conquest strategy, but here, hehe.
Would a normal person fall in love with these H-anime characters?
These women are, at most, merely tools, tools to make himself stronger…
After all, in a place like this, if he doesn’t become strong, he’ll only become someone else’s plaything.
Ayato certainly didn’t want to see that day.
So…
I’m sorry, Chisato, for better or worse, I won’t let you go.
“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you,” Ayato said, sitting on the desk.
His eyes, deep and dark like the cosmos, bore into her, making the girl a little scared.
She wanted to hide, but couldn’t.
What was worse, Chisato was horrified to find her feet moving uncontrollably, walking towards him.
Her hands slowly reached out, unbuttoning her collar…
“On the contrary, are you actively seducing me?”
“No, I’m not!” Realizing she had regained the ability to speak, Chisato urgently cried out, “My body moved on its own… It’s you, you did it, didn’t you?”
She finally realized that this didn’t seem to be drugging, but some kind of superpower.
No, don’t!
Watching herself unbutton her clothes, her garments opening to reveal an exquisite and beautiful pink lace bra, her full, perfect form and the seemingly bottomless cleavage in the middle.
A tempting spring scene.
Chisato’s eyes were tearful with anxiety, utterly distraught.
Her pitiful demeanor, however, failed to stir any compassion in the boy before her; his face remained cold.
“That’s not important, Chisato,” Ayato reached out and lifted the girl’s smooth chin, her beautiful face flushed with a rosy hue.
“Whether I did it or not, you cannot refuse.”
“…”
Yes, I can’t resist at all.
The girl stared blankly at him, then took his hand, slowly guiding it inside her clothes, tucking it into her ample bosom.
The moment their skin touched, it was like electricity coursing through her body, a tingling sensation that produced a strong reaction.
Biting her lip tightly, she still couldn’t suppress a charming nasal sound.
Chisato was horrified to find that she was actually feeling something, and this sensation was continuously surging, impacting her mind.
Yuto-senpai…
She suddenly thought of her senior, the person she liked.
Even though the person she liked was Yuto-senpai, now she was being…
holding his hand as it kneaded her chest, she looked up.
Yuto-senpai’s shadow faded, replaced by her classmate she had never spoken to—Ayato.
He was expressionless, his black pearl-like eyes like a black hole, sucking everything around him, including herself.
Chisato found herself unable to escape.
No matter what, she couldn’t escape.
“Ugh!”
The naughty hand inside her clothes suddenly pressed hard.
Chisato let out a muffled grunt, thinking he was about to pounce like a beast, but he didn’t.
Ayato left a clear mark before withdrawing his hand.
Chisato hadn’t reacted yet when that feeling reappeared, that terrifying, uncontrollable sensation, as if her body didn’t belong to her…
Again, what is he going to do now?
Watching her fair, delicate hand slowly descend to his waistband, then slowly pull down, gently unzipping his pants, the girl’s expression shifted from green to red, then red to white, constantly changing.
“No, don’t…”
“Ayato-kun, please, don’t do this…”
“I already have someone I like—”
Chisato made her final plea.
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Ayato rarely showed a hint of a smile, yet he spoke cruel words.
“I’m sorry, Chisato.”
“No matter who you like, that feeling cannot be realized,” he reached into the girl’s bra again, wantonly playing.
“Because from now on, you are my tool,” the boy grinned, lowering his voice, “Tools have no right to negotiate.”
Tool?
Too much!
Bastard!
Scum!
How could he be like this?
However, no matter how much Chisato vented internally, she couldn’t stop her actions.
Looking at the giant dragon she had unleashed, her breathing almost stopped at that moment.
She was terrified.
She finally recognized her current situation and slowly closed her eyes, but immediately opened them again.
Could she not even escape by closing her eyes?
Chisato’s cherry lips parted, her heart-shaped tongue peeking out, and she slowly lowered her head in a dog-like posture…
Ugh—
The classroom became very quiet, with only the girl’s ambiguous whimpers remaining.
Aside from a change in his breathing rhythm, Ayato showed no other reaction, but only Chisato could feel it.
Because the thing in her mouth was hot and hard.
However, compared to the physical pleasure, Ayato was more focused on his status window, frowning.
“Hearts aren’t increasing…”