As they got closer to her house,
Saki felt her pulse quicken.
"> What will her parents think?
Will they congratulate her for finding someone?
Will they worry... and confront her boyfriend?"
She was anxious.
With each step, the house got closer.
And with it, the anxiety.
---
It wasn't a luxurious house.
Nor too simple.
A normal house.
Just like all the others.
Nothing special.
Nothing important.
At least to Saki.
---
Noa walked beside her,
looking around in silence.
---
The door was already in front of them.
Saki, nervous, took out the key.
She sighed, and opened it.
Silence.
There was no one there.
---
She bit her lip.
She took off her shoes at the entrance
and walked towards the living room.
Just as she suspected,
there was a note and some money.
---
"> We're leaving for a week.
A relative of your mother had a problem.
We left you some money."
---
Saki let the note fall.
"> Shouldn't they have at least called her?"
"> Why is it always like this?"
"> Why doesn't anyone ever care about her?"
She clenched the money in her fist,
holding back the urge to cry.
---
Noa approached.
He saw her.
And without saying a word, he hugged her.
Saki rested her face against his chest
and hugged him tightly.
"—Yes.
It doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter anymore.
I have my boyfriend.
He needs me.
He takes care of me.
He worries about me..."
---
***
He was confused.
Saki, theoretically, was only supposed to be a pussy to use.
That's what I thought at first.
But seeing her like this... sad, alone, broken...
my body moved on its own.
And I was already hugging her.
---
I was scared.
I didn't want to get attached.
I didn't know what came next.
And I didn't want to feel guilty.
I had it clear that I had to get more girls.
The mission was clear.
---
Although this time it didn't seem like there was an immediate penalty...
I didn't trust that shitty god.
It was obvious he was planning something.
---
I sighed.
Deeply.
I had to clear my mind.
Step back a bit.
I had to bring in another girl.
Now.
If I stayed alone with Saki...
she would get even more attached.
And the worst...
"> So would I."
Saki stopped hugging me.
She wiped her tears under her glasses and tried to smile at me.
I clenched my teeth.
She was making an effort to control herself.
My body wanted to touch her.
My lips started to move on reflex.
"—It's okay. Everything is fine," I said, while caressing her head.
But my mind kept setting off alarms.
"> This is dangerous. Very dangerous."
---
I decided that the best thing was to focus on something else.
I got up and went straight to the kitchen.
I was hungry.
I was going to cook.
Saki just watched me from the sofa.
That smile in her eyes...
That tenderness...
It only scared me more.
I couldn't keep going like this.
"> Today I'm going to look for another girl.
I'm going to bring her here.
I'm going to fuck her in front of Saki.
No —better yet— I'm going to make her participate."
---
The food was ready soon.
Nothing gourmet, but decent.
My experience as a chef helped me pull something acceptable out of the little there was in the fridge.
Saki was eating happily.
I just chewed, avoiding her gaze.
"> Why is she like this?"
I didn't remember her behaving like this in the doujin.
There she was more obedient.
More dull.
Not so expressive.
---
Saki finished eating.
She got up and went to prepare the bathtub.
She wanted to bathe with me.
I didn't suggest it. She decided.
That scared me more.
I decided it was time.
I got up and told her I was going out for a moment.
She looked reluctant, but told me to take care of myself.
When I returned, the water would be ready.
My heart tightened.
No. I couldn't think.
I left the house.
I was anxious.
I had to set a limit or mark with Saki.
If she kept getting attached to me like this, it would be more painful when I brought in another.
Not just for her... even for me.
There had to be a hot iron.
I would bring in another. As quickly as possible.
---
It was easy to say.
But doing it... was another story.
I had suffered to find Saki.
Now, finding another was just as difficult.
"> What else to do?"
Should I change my approach?
With a bit of thirst, I decided to go to a convenience store to buy tea.
Already inside, I remembered the bitter truth:
I didn't have a single coin.
Then I saw her.
---
Girl with pigtails, big breasts, anxious look.
She was stealing something from the store.
Yes.
I remembered that scene.
She looked to the sides.
Effectively, there was a guy with a cell phone.
He took a photo of her.
If I remembered correctly, he would use that to blackmail her.
And he would fuck her.
Virgin girl.
It was just what I was looking for.
When they left, I hurried.
The guy was already talking to her, showing her the cell phone.
I had to be quick.
I had never been violent.
But it was a tense moment.
My fist fell on the guy without him being able to do anything.
Soon he was on the ground, while I picked up the phone.
Fortunately, he had taken her to a secluded area.
She looked at me, a bit scared.
But in her eyes, I noticed gratitude.
A bit of joy.
And... something similar to what I saw in Saki.
No.
I didn't want to make the same mistake.
The relationship with Saki got distorted by being so kind.
I had to be harder.
I approached her, and showed her the phone.
I hadn't saved her.
I wanted to take the place of that guy.
---
I took her by the waist.
I started to caress her.
Although tense, she didn't push me away.
I thought about whether to do it in a bathroom, like in the original work.
But I remembered Saki.
With her, unconsciously, things happened just like in her story: karaoke, pills, sex.
Everything matched.
"> What if that's what influenced her?
What if that's why she ended up so attached?"
It didn't make sense for someone to fall in love with me like that, out of nowhere.
With this girl, I decided to change the scenario.
Nothing of bathrooms.
The best thing would be to take her to Saki's house.
That way, I would kill two birds with one stone:
I would fuck this virgin... and set a limit with Saki.
---
***
Mana was scared.
She didn't understand why she did it.
But she had started to steal.
It wasn't out of necessity.
She just did it.
She would enter a store, take something, and leave.
The things she stole weren't even useful to her.
She just felt a kind of excitement.
"> Maybe it was the pressure at school..."
The constant stares of her classmates.
The expectation of being like her sister.
Unlike her —a successful, admired, respected teacher—
Mana was... nothing.
Her grades were below average.
She wasn't good at sports.
She didn't stand out at anything.
If she had any quality that caught attention,
it was her breasts.
"> Thanks, genetics?"
It was the only thing she had in common with her sister.
So she stole.
Maybe to get her attention.
Maybe to distance herself from the image others had of her.
Or maybe... just to feel something.
She knew they could catch her.
But she didn't stop.
Until they caught her.
A guy took a photo of her.
And blackmailed her.
She didn't care about her own reputation.
Being called a thief, she didn't care.
But her sister...
She would be in trouble if this came to light.
Mana didn't want to ruin her name.
So she gave in.
The guy was smiling.
Horribly.
His eyes were loaded with lust.
He didn't see her as a person.
Only as an object.
Biting her lip, she followed him.
There were fewer and fewer people.
She knew what was coming.
But suddenly, a huge guy appeared out of nowhere.
He knocked out the other and took the cell phone.
Mana thought she had been saved.
But he told her no.
That he hadn't saved her.
That he just wanted to be the one who raped her.
Mana didn't believe him completely.
Not after seeing the fear in his eyes.