“Hey! How dare you just enter my room without my permission!” Chisato abruptly sat up, saying angrily.
“Couldn’t you knock?!”
“Uh, I just wanted to ask what you want for dinner,” he said awkwardly.
“Don’t worry about my dinner. So disgusting.”
Disgusting?
This little girl, she has no respect for me at all.
The slovenly pig thought this, and a strange smile suddenly flashed across his face.
His lustful gaze fell on her.
“Chisato, I am your uncle, after all. It’s not very good for you to disrespect me like this, is it?”
“Just get out.”
Chisato didn’t want to deal with him.
The pig didn’t move.
The desire on his face was unconcealed.
Not only did he not leave, but he stepped closer to her.
“You…” Chisato sensed something was wrong.
Her eyes widened.
“What are you doing?”
“For a disobedient little niece, of course there needs to be punishment, hehe,” the pig said, his greedy gaze fixed on her delicate, pretty face.
For some reason, seeing Chisato today, she seemed incredibly alluring.
Those pink cherry lips, that fair skin, those perky, exaggerated breasts—each emitted an aura of temptation, making the man swallow hard repeatedly, excited beyond measure.
He was losing control more and more.
He…
he couldn’t possibly be thinking of…
She had been forced by that bastard in the classroom before, and now her own uncle was targeting her.
But for some reason, Chisato felt this pig-like uncle was much more disgusting than that bastard.
Especially the expression and look on his face, that lecherous gaze…
When Ayato forced her, he instead had a cold look in his eyes, treating her like a tool.
Thinking of this, Chisato suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
No, now isn’t the time to think about this.
“Get away!! Don’t come any closer?!” Fear, terror.
The young girl couldn’t accept it.
This disgusting uncle in front of her made her want to vomit.
She’d rather be with Ayato than be possessed by this pig.
“It’s alright, Chisato. Uncle won’t hurt you. I just want to restore the close relationship we had when you were little. Don’t worry, you’ll come to like me soon,” the man said.
At this point, he could no longer control himself and lunged forward.
“No!!!”
Chisato’s pupils shook with shock.
Horrified and desperate, she curled up in the corner, screaming.
At this moment, the person who came to her mind wasn’t Yuuto-senpai, but that bastard Ayato, the classmate who treated her like a pet slave to play with.
Vmm—
A scream of pain rang out in the room.
The man hadn’t even touched Chisato when he felt his hand hit something.
A stinging pain made him pull his hand back.
“What? What was that?!”
What’s going on?
Chisato was also stunned.
The mark on her belly was heating up, bringing her back to her senses.
Could it be…
that Lust Crest?
Bang!
Kicking the man away hard, the girl, her heart pounding wildly, didn’t have time to think about anything else.
She rushed out of the room and fled outside.
“Wait!! Stop!!”
The man, disregarding the pain in his hand, chased after her, sweating profusely.
No way was he going to let her escape.
The two of them, one fleeing, one chasing, rushed out of the house.
“Chisato, where are you going? It’s a misunderstanding. Let’s talk it out properly, Chisato!”
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!
That disgusting pig of an uncle, I never want to see him again!
Ayato…
The fleeing Chisato’s breath hitched as she suddenly thought of him.