Bang.
First, the sound of a door closing.
The noisy sounds from the wiretap immediately quieted down.
Next was the sound of a chair being pulled out.
Then, the sound of a mouse clicking.
Finally…
A woman's sobbing suddenly echoed in the RV.
"Wait, why is someone crying?"
Togawa Sakiko, who was about to take a shower, immediately looked serious.
"The voice sounds like she's in a lot of pain." Nagasaki Soyo pursed her pink lips, her imagination running wild, "In those movies, serial killers usually record cruel videos… It couldn't be that kind of thing, could it?"
Only Kitahara Makoto's expression was strange:
"You might be misunderstanding…"
"Kitahara-kun, don't speak." Togawa Sakiko's expression was serious, "Listen carefully."
"…"
Kitahara Makoto silently closed his mouth.
The two girls held their breath, listening intently.
"No, don't… Please let me go…"
The woman's intermittent sobbing echoed in the RV, interspersed with rapid breathing.
"It really is a crime video!"
Nagasaki Soyo clenched her fists, indignant:
"As long as we get the video, we can directly convict and sentence him, right?"
Togawa Sakiko lightly bit her rosy lips, feeling inexplicably uneasy:
"Something feels strange… Let's listen a little longer."
Kitahara Makoto stood by, his expression strange, silently drinking his beverage.
Although Soyo and Sakiko's analysis wasn't impossible, they were still too young. When ordinary people encounter a true serial killer, the crying and begging would be much more tragic than this!
"Uncle, don't kill me, you also have a daughter…"
The sobbing resumed.
"This is too much!" Nagasaki Soyo angrily clenched her fists, "To prey on elementary school students, this demon-like sensei has lost his right to be human. He must be brought to justice… Should we call the police now?"
"No." Togawa Sakiko shook her head, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, "If we call the police now, the other party might hear the commotion and delete the video beforehand."
"Then what should we do?"
Nagasaki Soyo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and looked at Kitahara Makoto:
"If Kitahara-kun rushes in, he should be able to easily subdue him, right?"
"…"
Kitahara Makoto remained silent.
Togawa Sakiko turned her head and quickly realized something was wrong:
"Why is Kitahara-kun not saying anything?"
Kitahara Makoto said innocently:
"It was Sakiko who just told me not to speak."
"That's not right." Togawa Sakiko lightly raised her delicate eyebrows, "Why does Kitahara-kun not seem to care at all?"
"Because you might have misunderstood. The video might not be about a crime…"
Kitahara Makoto's tone was tactful.
"Then what is it?"
Nagasaki Soyo looked over, puzzled.
Kitahara Makoto pondered:
"Is it possible… it's an R-rated movie?"
That one sentence made Soyo and Sakiko's eyes widen simultaneously.
"No way." Nagasaki Soyo regained her composure and instinctively retorted, "His wife and child are at home, and he's hiding in his room watching that kind of thing? Doesn't he feel ashamed?"
"You also said he's hiding in his room, with the door closed." Kitahara Makoto countered, "His wife and child are at home, yet he's hiding in his room watching a video of himself committing murder… The possibility is even lower, right?"
"…"
The two girls had no rebuttal.
That's right.
The latter possibility was clearly greater.
"I'll turn off the wiretap first."
Togawa Sakiko took out her phone, preparing to mute the sound.
But just before she turned it off, the RV once again filled with whimpering pleas:
"Uncle, please don't… Someone save me…"
The RV quickly fell silent.
However, both girls looked hesitant; the crying and pleading sounded so pitiful.
"Is it possible that it really is a video of an assault?"
Nagasaki Soyo looked over, hesitating.
"Since you're suspicious, then see for yourselves." Kitahara Makoto took out his phone, "I'll contact Fukada-sensei. Remember, besides having a private detective track and investigate, Fukada-sensei also specifically hired a hacker…"
Fukada-sensei truly lived up to his reputation of being wealthy and powerful.
Ten minutes later.
Kitahara Makoto's phone vibrated lightly, and a video was sent over.
"It's here." Kitahara Makoto clicked to download the video, "Come and see for yourselves."
The two girls exchanged glances, then walked to Kitahara Makoto's side, looking at his phone from either side.
The video quickly finished downloading.
Kitahara Makoto clicked play.
The screen first went black, then brightened, and the exact same crying and pleading sounds echoed from the phone:
"Uncle, don't kill me, you also have a daughter…"
Nagasaki Soyo and Togawa Sakiko's pretty faces quickly flushed red, and they quickly turned their faces away.
"Turn it off! Turn it off!"
"It really is that kind of thing… How awful!"
Togawa Sakiko bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, turning around in shame and leaving:
"I'm going to take a shower first."
She was actually worried like an idiot… How embarrassing!
Too embarrassing!
As Togawa Sakiko entered the bathroom, only Kitahara Makoto and Soyo remained in the common area.
Their eyes met.
Nagasaki Soyo immediately saw Kitahara Makoto's ulterior motives and quickly tried to escape.
Unfortunately, her movements were too slow. Kitahara Makoto reached out and quickly pulled the cunning young lady into his arms.
"L-let me go!"
Nagasaki Soyo's pretty face was flushed, and she was about to struggle to get up.
"Don't move." Kitahara Makoto's voice was faint, "Soyo doesn't want Togawa to hear, does she?"
"…Shameless!"
Nagasaki Soyo gritted her silver teeth, so angry she wanted to bite him.
He even dared to threaten her with Sakiko, how shameless!
"Kindness is a good thing, but if your experience isn't enough, it's easy to be deceived." Kitahara Makoto picked up his phone with one hand, "So… shall we study some more?"
Nagasaki Soyo's pretty face was burning. She glanced at the video on the phone and turned her head away in shame, saying, "I don't want to study that kind of thing! Besides, Hana is right next to us!"
"So if Hana isn't here, it's okay?"
"It's not okay even if she's not here!"
Nagasaki Soyo was both shy and angry, her body taut, constantly worried about being discovered by Togawa Sakiko:
"Let me go quickly, or I'll get angry!"
Kitahara Makoto shamelessly said, "It's been a while since I kissed Soyo. If you want me to let go, Soyo must kiss me first."
"Taking advantage of the situation!"
"That's right, I am." Kitahara Makoto showed no shame, wrapping his arms around the girl's soft, slender waist, "Kiss me, or study together, which will Soyo choose?"
"…I don't want to choose either!"
Unfortunately, when under someone else's roof, one must bow their head.
In terms of thick skin, Nagasaki Soyo was far inferior. She was constantly worried that Sakiko would come out. Although Kitahara Makoto had already exposed himself, being intimate with the guy Sakiko liked, in front of Sakiko… it was still too dangerous.
Having no choice, Nagasaki Soyo could only take a deep breath, grit her silver teeth, and choose to compromise. She leaned her pretty face forward and pecked Kitahara Makoto's lips lightly:
"Is that enough?"
"Not enough, far from enough."
"…You need to know when to stop!"
Nagasaki Soyo had no choice but to endure the humiliation in the end.
After all… the sooner she kissed him, the sooner it would end.
Ten minutes later.
Togawa Sakiko came out of the bathroom.
"Soyo, you can go take a shower now."
"I'll be right there."
Nagasaki Soyo responded while giving Kitahara Makoto a warning look:
"Don't take advantage of Sakiko!"
"..."
Kitahara Makoto indeed did not take advantage of Sakiko.
Hana is not human, so bullying Soyo in front of Hana is fine, but since Sakiko has Ghost-senpai inside her, he naturally couldn't lay a hand on her.
By the time Soyo came out after showering, it was already 9:30 PM.
Because of the previous misunderstanding, both girls were too embarrassed to chat, so the three of them passed the time by playing on their phones.
Unknowingly, it was 10:30 PM.
"The lights in the master bedroom are off."
Kitahara Makoto said softly.
Soyo and Sakiko heard this, and both opened a crack in the window to look out, and the lights inside the house had indeed gone out.
"The demon-like sensei is starting to rest," Togawa Sakiko said softly. "It won't be long before he should fall asleep."
Kitahara Makoto said in a deep voice:
"You two go to sleep first; I'll leave the rest to me and Hana."
"..."
Then the problem arose.
There was only one bed in the RV, so to sleep, everyone had to squeeze together.
Kitahara Makoto pondered for two seconds:
"How about I sleep in the middle, and you two sleep on the sides?"
"No!"
"Kitahara-kun is dreaming too big!"
This suggestion was unanimously rejected by the two girls.
You sleep in the middle, and we sleep on the sides... Isn't that clearly holding us both?
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
Kitahara Makoto threw the question back to the two girls.
"Hoo..."
Togawa Sakiko gently exhaled, her eyes quickly firming up:
"Soyo, you sleep on the inside, I'll sleep in the middle, and let Kitahara-kun sleep on the very edge."
"Okay."
Nagasaki Soyo nodded lightly, agreeing.
No matter what, with three people in the RV, plus Hana, and Ghost-senpai, there was definitely no need to worry about losing their chastity.
"...I'm coming up."
As Soyo and Sakiko lay down, Kitahara Makoto lay on the very edge, then unhesitatingly reached out and quietly held Togawa Sakiko's soft hand, directly intertwining their fingers.
Togawa Sakiko's pretty face flushed, and she turned to glare at Kitahara Makoto, but it had no deterrent effect whatsoever.
Time quietly passed.
The breathing of the two girls quickly quieted down.
Hana extended her right hand, and several transparent branches grew from her palm, quietly entering Soyo and Sakiko's bodies, while another branch passed through the RV, entering the wall, and quietly disappeared behind the wall.
Kitahara Makoto, on the other hand, closed his eyes, transformed into his Nightmare form, and entered the dream.
The sensation of solid ground came from beneath his feet.
Kitahara Makoto opened his eyes, and a familiar classroom came into view—it was the music classroom of Tsukinomori Academy.
This was the dream scenario chosen after consulting with Ghost-senpai—the place where the nightmare began would naturally be where the nightmare ended.
Clap.
Kitahara Makoto snapped his fingers, waking Soyo, Sakiko, and Ghost-senpai from their subconscious state.
"Eh, it's Tsukinomori Academy." Nagasaki Soyo looked around in surprise. "Have we already entered the dream?"
Togawa Sakiko nodded lightly: "It's a dream, alright."
"...It's that scumbag teacher!"
The ghost Senpai's eyes quickly turned blood-red.
Inside the classroom, the demon-like sensei, who was already a middle-aged man, was also pulled into the dream, looking around in a daze.
Revenge for grudges, retribution for wrongs.
Now was the time to repay his sins.