“Chisato—”
The cries of that disgusting man behind her only made her quicken her pace to escape.
That disgusting voice, and those lustful, lecherous looks from earlier, made her nauseous.
Making the young girl run out of the house without looking back.
“Huff, huff…”
The person behind wasn’t chasing her anymore.
Chisato, holding her full, perky chest, slowly stopped.
Her mood, however, still couldn’t calm down.
Panting heavily, she gritted her teeth.
Although she already had a bad impression of that uncle, she never imagined he would want to…
want to do that kind of thing to her.
Disgusting, so disgusting!
Just thinking about it gave her goosebumps all over.
Actually…
that bastard Ayato was the same, always forcing her.
But…
she didn’t know how to say it.
Chisato’s feeling of rejection towards the pig-like uncle was much stronger than towards Ayato.
Thump-thump!
Thump-thump!
Patting her chest to soothe her nervousness, she looked back.
Seeing nothing but emptiness behind her, no one chasing, Chisato gradually relaxed.
Looking around, she realized she had run into a park.
After nightfall, the park was empty in the cold wind.
She suddenly felt lost.
That disgusting man was at home, and she didn’t want to go back.
Suddenly, she had nowhere to go.
The lonely girl slowly walked to a swing, sat down, and began to sway.
“Mom probably doesn’t know that uncle’s true nature. I have to tell her!” Halfway through her sentence, thinking of the earlier scene, she suddenly reached out and touched her belly.
“Come to think of it… did this… save me?”
Lowering her head, she peered through the gap in her collar at the plump softness inside her bra, and the Lust Crest imprinted there.
It was something Ayato had left on her.
Something supposedly very obscene, very lewd, representing that she belonged to him.
But she never imagined…
never imagined there would be a miraculous power protecting her.
If it weren’t for that, if it weren’t for Ayato-kun, she might have…
Recalling that dead fat pig’s hand reaching for her, the peril of the critical moment.
Chisato covered the position of her heart, bit her lip, and lowered her head.
Her heart…
was pounding wildly.
He saved me…
You can’t let your heart flutter.
He’s been tormenting me all along too.
That guy is a big bad guy!
The girl’s mind was in a bit of chaos.
Her figure under the moonlight looked somewhat lonely and forlorn.
It wasn’t until the ‘creaking’ sound of shoes on the ground in the cold, silent environment jolted her awake.
Who is it?
Startled like a bird startled by the bowstring by that disgusting man, Chisato sharply looked up, ready to flee.
But she saw a figure step out from under the streetlight step by step.
It wasn’t the fat pig uncle who disgusted and repulsed her.
It was—Ayato.
Her lifted heart settled down.
Even a sense of security began to sprout.
No!
How could I think that?
This guy is a bad guy too.
Yet, seeing Ayato, she didn’t have the slightest thought of running away…
It must be because he’s controlling my body!
That must be it.
Unwilling to admit that strange feeling in the depths of her heart, Chisato pressed her lips together and clenched her fists.
You…
what are you doing here?
That’s my line,
What happened?
You…
How did you know?
What do you think?
Even if separated by distance, he could sense her emotional fluctuations through the Lust Crest.
Ayato immediately realized something had happened to her and rushed over.
Of course, he also located her through the Lust Crest.
Can’t deny, this ability is quite helpful.
And it played an important role right after learning it.
Is it this?
My…
mom is on a business trip today, no one’s home,
So that’s it.
A very annoying uncle, huh?
He lusts after your body?
Chisato looked up, meeting the boy’s calm gaze again.
Although it was night, she could still see clearly by the moonlight and streetlight—the flames deep within Ayato’s eyes.
Those flames made her heart feel as if it were burning too.
Let’s go.
where?
Although going to my place is fine too, but—since your uncle has come all this way, wouldn’t it be a shame not to meet him?
Let me see what kind of person dares to lay a hand on you.
Hehe.
The smile widened.
Chisato, who was already somewhat familiar with Ayato, could tell it was a dangerous smile, like he’d spotted prey.
Why go see him?
Caring about you?
Ayato was taken aback, frowned, met the girl’s cool gaze, and suddenly laughed.
He stepped forward, lifted her chin.
“What, do you really want me to care about you?”
I’m asking you.
Don’t answer a question with another question.
…
Damn, when did this girl get so bold?
Ayato’s face darkened, the corner of his mouth twitching.
“You are my possession. Even if you’re just a tool, you’re still my thing. Not just anyone can lay a finger on you.”
After a pause, he sneered, “If someone dares to have designs on you, of course I can’t pretend not to see it.”
In his heart, he had already sentenced that man to death.
The girl stared fixedly at him for a long time, then suddenly blurted out coldly, “Are you jealous?”
…No.
Ayato’s expression was blank.
You are jealous,
I said I’m not!
Umm~
Chisato was no longer the flustered girl she used to be.
Even after he took liberties, she remained calm.
Even, deep down, she was very submissive, leaning softly against him, her big eyes blinking not at all, gazing at him intently.
The soft, plump, perky part of her chest pressed against him, changing shape in his hand.
Stop wasting time.
Hurry up, let’s go to your place!
Seeing Chisato becoming more and more accustomed to his intrusion, even accepting it gently, Ayato withdrew his hand with a dark expression and urged her.
Is he being tsundere?
It was the first time she’d seen such an expression on Ayato.
Unexpectedly…
it’s a bit cute.
Chisato watched Ayato’s back, pressed a hand to the spot on her chest he had just kneaded, her cheeks burning.
What are you spacing out for?
Get over here!
…Coming.
A smile appeared as she quickened her pace to catch up.