I Realized I Was the Cheating Bastard in a Hentai Manga only after I Had Already Stolen the Heroine - 16-17

Chapter 16: The Devil’s Temptation

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~Kyouko Takanashi’s POV~

“Here, use this to wipe yourself down.”

Shuuya-kun pulled another fresh bath towel from his bag.

“Thanks! ♡”

“And take this too. If you can, please take it. It might have side effects for some people, so I’m not going to force you to take it, but…”

Shuuya-kun handed me a brand-new box of medicine.

“What’s this?”

“The morning-after pill. Even if it’s a safe day, it’s not a hundred percent certain. I’d prefer it if you took it.”

“…You’re awfully prepared, huh?”

The towel, the condoms, and now this. It was almost like…

“Well, to be honest, I was hoping for this. I kept thinking, if the signs at lunch and this evening meant something else, I’d look like a total idiot. But I was so excited I went to the pharmacy and stocked up on all this stuff.”

“Fufu! ♡ You were that excited? ♡”

Imagining Shuuya-kun eagerly buying these things was kind of funny. We wiped ourselves down, fixed our clothes, and then sat together, holding hands, taking it slow.

“…Hey.”

“Hm? ♡”

“If it’s okay with you, Kyouko, could you tell me why you’re forcing yourself to stay with Yamada?”

I figured he’d ask. At the same time, I wanted him to ask.

“It’s not a fun story, but… Do you still want to listen to it?”

Shuuya-kun squeezed my hand firmly, reassuringly. I started to tell my story, bit by bit. How I grew up without a father, raised by my mother. How my mother was busy with work, so I was often alone at home. How Kouta’s family, who lived in the same apartment complex, treated me so kindly.

…How I was asked to take care of Kouta. How I started dating Kouta to repay their kindness. How his family celebrated it. Shuuya-kun listened quietly.

“I see… You’re really trying hard, huh. …But isn’t it tough?”

“Yeah… I’m starting to feel it’s a bit hard. But I’m still okay. It’s all thanks to you supplying me with some energy, Shuuya-kun. ♡”

“…If it’s alright with you, Kyouko, how about we keep this going? I’m not saying you should break up with Yamada, but if I can make you feel energized, I want to keep supporting you.”

…It was the devil’s temptation. A dreamlike temptation that suited me perfectly.

“If you feel guilty about Yamada and want this to be a one-time thing, then today, I just raped you. You can still turn back—nn.”

“Nn… ♡ Chu… ♡ That’s an awfully gentle rape, isn’t it?”

“I had sex with you without your consent, so that’s rape, right?”

Maybe if someone found out about today, Shuuya-kun would insist he raped me. That was why he didn’t let me answer earlier. He did that to keep my position safe.

Even though we’re accomplices, he’s saying I’m free of guilt. He’s willing to bear all the guilt.

So…

“Chu… ♡ Churu… ♡ Puha… ♡ …Keep making me feel good, okay? ♡”

I gave in to this gentle devil’s temptation.

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Chapter 17: The Footsteps of Ruin

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~Kyouko Takanashi’s POV~

After having sex with Shuuya-kun, my life changed a little. Conversations with Kouta dwindled, and I made bento for him less often. On the other hand, I started eating lunch with Shuuya-kun more frequently and even began visiting his house.

I had so much fun with Shuuya-kun. ♡ I was careful not to get caught. We didn’t go on dates in public, and I made sure not to message him when I was with Kouta to avoid bad timing.

I was the one who initiated contact. Shuuya-kun even cooked for me sometimes. I was definitely the better cook, but teaching him or cooking together was so much fun. Doing homework together or just being in each other’s company felt fulfilling. And the nights? They were incredibly fulfilling. ♡

My pussy had completely molded to Shuuya-kun’s shape. ♡ I was still having sex with Kouta, though. As always, it felt like an obligation. There was one time I gave Kouta a proper blowjob. Since Shuuya-kun had praised me for being good at it and I’d gotten even better with practice, I wanted to try it out.

But even sucking Kouta’s dick didn’t feel fun anymore. The sensation of my mouth being completely taken, Shuuya-kun’s pleasure-filled face, and his gentle hand stroking my hair—none of that was there with Kouta.

In fact, Kouta finished in less than a minute. The semen he released was small in amount, watery, and didn’t even taste good. I wrapped it in a tissue and threw it away, thinking we’d move on to sex, but he was satisfied with just that one release, so there was no sex.

It wasn’t just unsatisfying—I hadn’t even been touched. All it did was build up frustration. I went home right after and contacted Shuuya-kun, who came to pick me up nearby.

We enjoyed passionate sex. ♡ I gave him a blowjob too, and of course, I swallowed all the semen he gave me. As always, it was delicious. ♡ Thank you for the meal! ♡

From then on, when I thought Kouta might want sex, I’d take the initiative and end things with just a blowjob. Maybe because we did it regularly, he didn’t push for sex as much. It became routine to go to Shuuya-kun afterward to be held.

That kind of life went on for months. The school year advanced, and I ended up in the same class as Shuuya-kun again. ♡ Kouta was in the same class too. By this point, my daily life felt like it was entirely gray. My world had completely lost its color, and it was only Shuuya-kun who brought it back, barely keeping me going.

Then, one day…. I…. I finally reached my limit. 

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