Chapter 5: Kouta is (not) fooling around – (1)

I tried to remain calm, but I was actually a mess inside having just left the Miyajima household and Nakada-san behind, so just about anything could have set me off right now.  My ability to walk away in a cool manner after seeing that dangerous shine in her eyes lasted exactly until she turned around and returned upstairs to the Miyajima couple's apartment.

 

“Ha~ah!” I sigh, trying to destress myself.

 

I have no doubt I may have left Pandora’s Box open having said what I said to her at the end there.   I’m not actually okay at all with having implied in my words that she could fool around until tomorrow.  I've seen what she can do already, and I don't really want to see it again. I only said it because I figured if I seemed to not be worried about it, if she felt that there wasn’t any heavy pressure at the start, the relationship might flow a bit better in the beginning. 

 

Was it the so-called [reverse psychology] then, that my Onee-chan talked about with me once before?

 

I wasn’t too well-versed in it’s use.  In fact, I was actually using a variation of a dialogue choice option from an eroge I had played, where a heroine who had trust issues was the capture target. It took me three full playthroughs of that route to realize that I couldn’t break a single trust flag, otherwise I would never get the true happy end.

 

I’m also acutely aware 2d and 3d are very different things.  Mainly in that you can reset the 2D.  

 

Mentally, you can go back.  All the bad things you saw can be undone.  Almost everything can be forgiven. 

 

The only exception I've ever run into, involved a certain evil monochrome flower that was able to know somehow... and it upset the balance of the 2D world the first time I experienced it.

 

For the 3D world however…

 

Well, no matter what happens, at least until tomorrow, I will pretend I’m a 2D protagonist.  I will force my mind to reset, to un-see everything I have seen. Even now, as I am in the bathroom brushing my teeth until my gums bleed, satisfied that nothing was transferred from that man to me from her mouth.  I will…  forget the past.

 

Nakada-san is a ‘Damaged Girl’ type of capture target, I believe, so  I need to tread carefully, and be understanding whenever I can.  But, when you are in a state known as [Love], it can become difficult to see, hear, accept, and overcome bad things in regards to the person who is the target of that love.

 

So, [Love] in short is a de-buff.  It has a varying timer for each person.

 

At the basest level, even though I professed to care for her and want to date her properly, I know the chance to reform her into a good girl is not good.  I also know deep down, I’m no better than all the others, and I want to physically enjoy as much of the beautiful Nakada-san’s body as I can. After all, to say one falls in love at first sight, isn't that usually a physical relationship?  Yet I somehow want to know more about this girl.  Why she's so sad, and why she even knows me.

 

I feel like my desires and frustrations are causing me more undue stress than I should have.  So, while frustrated, I went to take a hot bath, though it did little to help my mental state.  It was almost 9:30 when I got out to dry off and change, and noticed dad still wasn’t home.  That’s not unusual in itself, so I made some instant noodles again for dinner and went back to my room to go to sleep.  

 

I wasn’t in the mood to program with so many wild thoughts flashing through my mind.  It would be an exercise in futility. It’s for the best that I sleep it off, and wake up with my thoughts and feelings even a little better sorted.

 

Sleep can do wonders, you know?

 

Yes.  Sleep.

 

…

 

…

 

Brrrrt! Brrrrt!

 

…

 

Brrrrt! Brrrrt!

 

…

 

“Hello?” I answer.  I must have been in a low REM cycle, because I don’t usually wake up to a phone call in the middle of the night.

 

“Ko~u~ta!<3 (anh<3)”

 

Eh? (anh<3)?  Who is it?  I pull the phone away and see the name [Nakada Shi-chan].  It’s 1:40AM.

 

“Nakada-san? Is that you?”

 

“Un.  Un.  Unyaah~.  Ahn <3   It’s… It’s your woman, Shi-chan desu~<3.  You said to call you later, so ja~jan!”

 

“I see.  It's pretty late at night though,  was there something you wanted to talk about?”

 

“Un.  Right,  So, After you left,  my body got crazy wet all of a sudden!  If I knew where you lived, I would have come over and you’d be drowning in me right now! Fuu~ fuu~ Ngufu~”

 

What are those noises in the background?

 

“Nee~ Kouta.  I really wanted to fool around with you already. Fuu~ fuu~ But you turned me down. Whyyy~?<3 Wouldn’t most guys want to do it immediately with the girl they are supposed to love?”

 

What’s going on with Nakada-san? Is she doing something over there?

 

“I’m pretty sure that’s not wrong to think most guys are like that, myself included.  But I just wanted to wait a day or two at the very least before doing anything serious.  Maybe it's to prove something to myself, or to Nakada-san,  that I wasn’t just after her body or her good looks. I wanted to see her for her personality, and I wanted her to see that I really was serious about wanting her to be my woman for a long time, and not just a disposable plaything.”

 

There was a pause in the conversation, though there were dubious sounds I couldn’t quite make out.

 

“…everything that Kouta says makes me feel hot.  Ngufu~<3  Ah, my body really is burning up~”

 

A series of noises is now completely audible to me.  They are lewd, and the originator is none other than Nakada-san herself it seems.

 

“Are you alright? Are you watching a JAV or something over there?” it sure sounds like it to me, so I ask.

 

“Fuu~  urg~  Ah~haah~haah~ “

 

“Nakada-san?”

 

“Kouta.  When you said I could fool around.  I thought you were crazy. nguh~ fuu~<3... It was wet you know?  It was so very wet.  and when it gets that way I get 'itchy.'   I think it’s because of Kouta's last few words that I became so wet, and it’s never really been like this before.  Nguuh~<3 So I needed some help to take care of it.”

 

“Help? With what, exactly?” I'm really suspicious now.  She's talking about her... other mouth, I think.

 

“Kouta~aaah<3 wants me to say it?”

 

“… I don’t know… do I want to hear it?”

 

“Kouta.  I’m not good with… doing it with myself. Hauu~ So, I’m having Miyajima-san help me take care of it.”

 

“Senpai(Michio) is helping you with it(sex) right now?”

 

“Un. Right, Senpai (Kimiko) is helping me with it(masturbation) right now.

 

Haah~  Haah~  Ah..  soko~ soko<3...soko<3...Iyaaaah~<3 

 

My pussy was so wet right then, so when Senpai(Kimiko) stuck it(Her dildo) in my pussy, the whole thing went in super easily, cause it was already gucha~gucha because of Kouta, and Kouta even said it was okay, right?  

 

Anh~ anh~ all the way in~  It's in so deeeeeep<3<3<3

 

So right now, I’m fooling around a little, but I’m definitely only thinking about Kouta, like he wanted me to.”

 

What… the fuck?  Is there really a screw loose in her head?  I can hear her making such lewd sounds, even if she’s trying to be quiet.  Is she fucking with me on purpose? Also, what the hell is senpai doing to Nakada-san?  I thought we were like brothers, man!

 

“So, Nakada-san thinks I want to hear her doing such things with someone other than me?” I say in an angry tone.

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“Hmm, wasn’t that what Kouta meant by ‘call me later?’ ...you wanted to know where I was and what I was doing, so you didn’t have to worry, right?” She seems to have misunderstood.

 

“No.

No, what I meant by ‘call me later’ was that I just wanted you to call me later and say ‘good night, I’m looking forward to meeting with you tomorrow.’

Not, ‘I’m fooling around, and want Kouta to know all about it. Tee~hee!” I say angrily.

 

“Eh~ really?  Then is Kouta mad right now?”

 

“Yeah. I’m mad right now.   I mean, Nakada-san is with someone else right now.  Why wouldn’t I be mad?  I guess it’s my fault in some way you came to that conclusion from what I said.  But I don’t want to get a call only to hear Nakada-san being with another person(man).”

 

“But it’s only Senpai? (Kimiko)”

 

“It’s because it’s Senpai! (Michio)

…nevermind.  Your feelings reached me.  I’m glad you are happy, please come properly while thinking about me.  I’ll talk with you tomorrow.”

 

The last bit I spoke in a monotone voice, like a robocall.  I had felt that cold feeling again in my chest, and I rolled off of my bed and onto my knees.  I had to do that, or I would have screamed and cursed at her.  Maybe she was trying to provoke that reaction out of me?  I wanted to believe in her, but maybe she's just a fucking bitch.  Am I crazy to pursue this relationship?

 

I hung up the call in frustration, then threw my phone at the wall.

 

“FUUUUUCK!” I yelled.

I grabbed a pillow and bit down on it, as my mind which was in the middle of sorting all the shit from earlier, now became a raging dumpster fire of jealousy and anger.  I punched the pillow many times, as I let my aggression out on something that was meant to take it.

 

I tried to make sense of it, but when you are irrational, what makes sense anyway?

 

My senpai, who was supposed to help me graduate from being a virgin, decided to steal a taste of my woman before me. It really pissed me off because he already had a beautiful wife.  Kimiko was a lovely enough looking woman, so why couldn’t he just lay his hands on her instead of my Nakada-san?  Was it because she said it was okay to him?  That it didn't matter until tomorrow?  Was it my fault after all?

 

It’s the same with my father.  It’s like everyone got a lick of the lollipop known as Nakada-san.  So what will I get? Just the wooden stick that remains?

 

With the high definition camera that was the visual cortex of my mind, I had no problem imagining the naked Nakada-san lying on a bed.  With Michio-senpai’s meaty hands groping along at her breasts, and doing all sorts of lewd things.  Were they right now in the separate office-room, or was it in their bed with Kimiko asleep next to them or on the living room sofa while they were fooling around? Did she even know what he was doing?  Was she okay with it?  I know I'm not okay with it.

 

I'm not okay with it!

 

When Nakada-san called, was Senpai inside of her at that time?  Was he bigger than me?  Was she enjoying it that much?

 

All the insecurities I could imagine flooded into my mind.

 

But she had warned me.  

 

Even from the beginning, she warned me of the kind of woman she was.  

 

I even brought this situation on myself, by not stating clearly that I wanted her only to myself.  

 

Somehow I thought saying that would cause more problems than solve.

 

I couldn’t fault her for what she did with my father yesterday.  She wasn’t my woman then.  I want to fault her for this, but I said she’d be my woman from tomorrow.

 

Was this like a bachelorette party?  One last fling before living an honest life with your partner?

 

Somehow I’m worried.

 

I’m worried for the future, and if I really am strong enough to bear the burden of being with her.

 

It’s not too late is it?  Maybe I can call it off, and go through life until I’m in my mid twenties and maybe somehow end up with an OL that has only had two or three lovers before me, but is rather normal, wants to start a family and just take that route instead?

 

No.

 

And to make things worse, my son has been awakened due to the call.  My new woman is being fucked by my senpai, and my son is rock hard.

 

Please don’t be that.

 

I’m not that kind of person.  I never liked those kinds of games.

 

I remember throwing up after I played a certain game that had that kind of ending.

 

The story was great, but I botched one event, and missed another flag.  

 

And I got that ending.

 

I was sick. I vomited two or three times when I had to watch that ending. Was it so easy for a woman to just do that to a guy?  I think to anyone with morals it’s the worst thing anyone can ever do.

 

Women are scary creatures.

 

The only pure creature is a loli, but they are for protecting and healing. Not for sex.

 

Yes loli, no touch.

 

Well, that’s only applicable to the 2D world anyway.

In 3D, that’s entirely out.  I don’t want to be interrogated by officer-san.

 

Sigh

 

I toss and turn in bed, trying to find my way back to sleep after the body blow that was Nakada-san’s impromptu nightlife check-in.

 

“I really must be crazy.”

 

Ping, Ping, Ping!

 

My phone’s message alert notification noise went off a couple of times.

 

I lay in bed motionless, afraid to check what it was.

 

Maybe it was her saying “Nevermind.  It’s not going to work out.”

 

..or worse, maybe it was a picture of a creampie.

 

Neither did I want to see.

 

But my body dragged itself over to my phone, which rested face down on the carpet of my room.  There was a mark on the wall from where it impacted, and a bit of white paint flakes on the screen.  Amazingly there were no cracks, so nothing was there to obstruct the message I received.

 

[Nakada Shi-chan  (3)

(1): Kouta... Sorry, but I went and came without you… ]

 

(Secret 05: Kouta's favorite sexual fantasy involves Nakada-san wearing a leopard print nekomimi, and maybe a special 'tail' that can be purchased from a certain adult shop Michio-senpai had told him about near their workplace.)

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