Chisato was quite troubled by the Lust Crest on her body.
That kind of mark that looked lewd at first glance, and in such a sensitive location, made her feel very uncomfortable.
She was absent-minded during the afternoon classes, several times unconsciously touching her lower abdomen.
There was no actual sensation, but perhaps due to psychological effect, that spot…
kept feeling hot, warm, just like the things he had shot inside her.
Speaking of which, during lunch break, he didn’t use a condom either, shooting everything inside.
Although it was a safe period, what if she really got pregnant?
Wouldn’t that…
be dangerous?
With this Lust Crest now on her body, she had to be careful when bathing and changing clothes.
If her mother or Makoto saw it, she wouldn’t be able to explain it.
No matter what, this Lust Crest with its special meaning was like a collar, constantly reminding the girl that she was his thing, his possession.
Chisato’s thoughts wandered far away, and even on her way home from school, she was still thinking about Ayato.
Even though he hadn’t sought her out these past few days, hadn’t dragged her to his house to spend the night, Chisato’s life had already undergone earth-shaking changes since that evening when he…
Her life’s trajectory had begun to shift.
“He’s probably with Kitakami-san, right?” Chisato, holding her bag with both hands, walked on the sidewalk along the road.
She glanced down at her chest, which strained against her blouse, making it look tight and full.
“Kitakami Ai… am I worse than her?”
No, no, what am I thinking?
“I’m home… Mom? Huh?”
Entering her home, what she saw at the entrance wasn’t her mother, but an unshaven, stubbly uncle.
“Un… Uncle?”
“Chisato, you’re back?” The obese, slovenly, lecherous man said with a grin.
“Your mom had to go on a business trip for two days. She specifically called me to come take care of you.”
What?
Chisato was stunned.
This obese middle-aged man was her uncle.
Their relationship was okay when she was little, but they rarely interacted after she grew up, mainly because this uncle gave her a bad feeling.
He had no job, was always single, and constantly looked slovenly, which made Chisato very averse to him.
Why did he suddenly come to her house?
To take care of her?
Why didn’t Mom tell me?
Besides, I can take care of myself.
Why do I need someone else to look after me?
Chisato hurriedly took out her phone and called her mother.
“Chisato? Have you seen your uncle?”
“Mom, I…”
“Mom has to go on a business trip for two days, Chisato. With your uncle looking after you, I can feel at ease. It’s fine, Mom will be back as soon as she finishes her work.”
“I’m not talking about that. I can take care of myself… Why did you call Uncle over?”
“But I can’t rest easy leaving you home alone.”
What’s there to worry about?
While on the phone, Chisato, perhaps due to the Lust Crest, felt somewhat sensitive.
She looked up towards the man and happened to meet his pair of small, lecherous eyes, which were staring at her with a greedy, perverted gaze.
But it was already too late.
Chisato’s small hand holding the phone tightened.
Biting her lip, she looked at him with a trace of disgust.
“Mom said you’re supposed to take care of me, but I don’t need your care. And don’t bother me.”
Having said that, she turned and walked towards her room.
“Hey? Wait, Chisato…”
Seeing his niece completely ignore him, this uncle’s eyes darkened considerably.
His small eyes fixed on her graceful figure from behind, and those plump, fair thighs, brimming with greedy, lustful desire.
He desperately wanted to pounce on her, press her down hard, and have his way with her.
The cute niece from childhood had grown up, becoming a graceful and beautiful young girl.
Thinking that it was just the two of them at home, the man could hardly contain himself.
“Tch, she was so cute when she was little, but now she’s grown up and actually looks down on me. Does she even know I’m her uncle?” the man muttered discontentedly.
Suddenly, he swallowed hard, a gulp sounding.
A bold idea sprouted in his mind.
No matter what, she’s just a girl, and her parents aren’t home.
Maybe I can do something to her…
After returning to her bedroom, Chisato threw down her schoolbag and collapsed on the bed, letting out a long sigh.
Her mood hadn’t been good today to begin with, and now coming home to see her detested uncle made her feel even worse.
“Are you kidding me? I have to live with this disgusting uncle for two days… Have him take care of me? I’d rather go find Ayato and stay with him.”
Huh, why would I think that?
Chisato was stunned for a moment.
Just as she was about to ponder it, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and the man walked in.
“Chisato…”