I, Who Acquired the Ability to Read Memories, Am Being Swallowed by Darkness - While I Should Be Protecting Beautiful Girls, I Am Being Drawn into Darkness Each Time I Use My Power, Yet for Some Reason, My Harem of Beautiful Girls Keeps Growing - Chapter 1: He Who Oversees Memories, The Beginning

Chapter 1: He Who Oversees Memories, The Beginning

“Did I die?”

When I woke up, I was looking up at the sky. The early summer blue sky, with clouds that looked like cotton candy. The sunlight was blinding, and I squinted my eyes involuntarily. I had a strange sensation, as if my body was floating.

Just as I thought that, a wave of pain washed over my entire body.

“No, I’m alive.”

If it hurts, that means I’m alive.

As my consciousness gradually returned to reality, I began to understand my surroundings a little better.

The asphalt ground.

Scattered pieces of broken glass.

And the sound of people’s footsteps gathering around me.

“Sato-kun! Sato-kun!”

I could hear the panicked voice.

Oh, that’s right.

Why was I lying down here?

My memory started to come back to me.

“Sakurai-san, are you okay?”

“I’m unharmed! But Sato-kun…”

Sakurai Misaki, the student council president, was peering into my face with teary eyes.

She was so close. Too close.

At any other time, I would have fainted.

The scent of soap wafting from her clean black hair.

But I didn’t have the luxury of fainting due to the pain.

Yes, I remembered.

Today was an ordinary Tuesday.

I was walking towards the classroom, as usual, along the edge of the corridor.

I kept the middle open.

That’s a rule.

If I, a fat guy, walked in the middle, I’d be an obstruction.

I didn’t want my 120 kg weight to be a nuisance to others.

Then, suddenly, Sakura-san, who was coming down the stairs, slipped.

At that moment, my body moved on its own.

I reflexively rushed out and caught her.

Up to that point, everything was fine.

The problem was that I fell out of the window with that momentum.

“Oh no, I broke the school’s window!”

I fell from the second floor and collided with a car parked in the parking lot.

The car’s bonnet was dented, and the front windshield had spiderweb-like cracks.

It looked like a new car, which made me feel even more sorry.

“We can’t worry about that now! I called an ambulance!”

Sakurai-san said, her face looking like she was about to cry.

I looked around, and teachers and students were gathering in droves.

It was kind of embarrassing.

Especially the students who were looking down on me from above.

I didn’t like the way they were emphasizing my belly from that angle.

“I’m fine. It hurts, but I don’t think I broke any bones.”

That’s right.

I might look obese, but I actually have incredible muscles.

I’ve had mysterious superhuman strength since I was a kid.

Probably, there’s a steel muscle hidden under the fat.

That’s why, with this extent of injury…

“Umm… Sato-kun. Your right hand is bleeding.”

Huh?

I looked at my right hand, and sure enough, there was blood seeping out.

I must have cut it on a piece of glass.

But it’s just a minor wound.

However, the moment I touched the wound.

“Huh?”

My vision distorted.

And then, I saw it. I saw it all.

The events that had just happened, like a reverse playback.

The moment I fell out of the window, the moment I caught Sakura-san, the scenery as I was walking down the corridor.

But that wasn’t all.

I felt the sensation of my smartphone’s camera turning on.

The images I was seeing were being saved as data.

“What…?”

On the screen of the smartphone in front of me, the memory of what had just happened was saved as a video.

The images were so clear, as if someone had been filming it right there.

“Sato-kun? You don’t look so good.”

“Oh, no, it’s nothing.”

I quickly put my smartphone back in my pocket.

The siren of the ambulance was getting closer.

The teachers were bustling around.

The transfer sound, imitating the sound of a camera shutter, continued to ring softly in my pocket.

Something incredible had just happened, I felt.

But I didn’t have time for that now.

Because…

“I’m sorry, but Sakurai-san…”

“Yes?”

“I’m hungry, so can I eat something before going to the infirmary?”

Hunger is the best painkiller.

This should be in the textbooks.

As Sakura-san looked at me with a confused expression, my smartphone continued to save one video after another.

The surprised faces of the students around me.

The panicked looks of the teachers.

And… Sakurai-san’s worried eyes.

Everything was being recorded.

Everything was being preserved.

This was my new ability – psychometry.

And the power to save the memories I touched as videos.

The beginning of a new story for a fat guy.

…But my stomach was really empty.

I secretly checked my smartphone in the ambulance.

The list of saved video files.

They were organized with timestamps.

“Accident occurrence – falling out of the window”

“Sakurai-san’s rescue scene”

“Surrounding reactions”

The images were recorded from multiple angles, like a security camera.

And with sound, too.

“This… might be useful.”

I whispered.

Lying on the bed in the infirmary, I looked up at the ceiling and recalled the events that had just happened.

The wound on my right hand was already covered with a band-aid.

The pain had subsided, but the “discomfort” remained.

“Could it be… could it be…”

I whispered.

It was like that thing that often happens in anime and manga.

Yes, awakening to a new ability.

I couldn’t stop feeling excited.

“Nhoooooo! This is it!”

I was about to let out a voice, but I quickly covered my mouth.

Calm down, me.

Think calmly.

I have to verify the phenomenon that just happened.

But how?

“Ah!”

I had an idea.

This bed, maybe someone was using it until yesterday evening.

If I touch it, maybe…

I touched the band-aid on my right hand.

Yeah, it was the same sensation as before.

The memory of the moment the wound was inflicted came back to me.

Then…

I cautiously placed my hand on the bed sheet.

“Ugh!”

My vision distorted.

And then…

“Huh?”

I saw the image of the infirmary bed from yesterday evening.

The infirmary at dusk, the curtains around the closed bed.

The bed that was closed off from everyone’s view was occupied by my beautiful homeroom teacher, Hayama-sensei.

“Oh… what is this…”

I couldn’t help but let out a voice.

Hayama-sensei, the newlywed beautiful teacher, was masturbating on the infirmary bed.

Hayama-sensei took off her pants and panties, spread her legs wide, and started masturbating.

She moved her fingers in and out of her pussy, making lewd sounds.

I couldn’t believe it… such a strict teacher…

“Haa… haa…”

The sound of her breathing and the wet sounds were too real, and my erection wouldn’t stop.

Every time Hayama-sensei’s fingers moved inside her pussy, her moans and obscene juices flew out.

“Ahh! It feels good…”

Hayama-sensei played with her pussy with both hands.

She moved her fingers in and out, making squelching sounds.

The fingers, covered in sticky juices, were pulled out of her pussy, and white, cloudy love juices dripped down.

“Yaan! I’m gonna cum!”

Sensei shouted and inserted her fingers into her pussy again.

Then, she pulled them out forcefully.

At the same time, a large amount of love juice sprayed out.

“Ahh! No! I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming! Cumming!”

Sensei’s body shook as she screamed.

All her strength left her body, and she collapsed onto the bed.

She slowly opened her eyes, catching her breath.

“Ah… it felt good…”

Hayama-sensei smiled happily, looking satisfied.

My heart pounded like a drum as I watched her.

I was incredibly excited.

And then… the scene changed.

This time, it was a scene of Hayama-sensei getting up from the bed and fixing her disheveled clothes.

“So, this is a record of Hayama-sensei masturbating that’s been left behind?”

I checked the video file list on my smartphone.

“Hayama Miyu – Masturbating in the Infirmary”

A file with that name had been added.

“I can’t tell anyone about this…”

Hayama-sensei was the object of admiration for all the students.

She was also very popular and was always surrounded by students.

She was beautiful and stern during class, but after class, she was gentle and kind, and she talked to everyone casually.

If anyone found out that she was masturbating in the infirmary, it would cause a huge uproar at school.

“Aww, my new ability just blossomed, and the first use is this…?”

I took my smartphone out of my pocket and checked the recorded video.

It was erotic no matter how many times I watched it.

I was grateful for my ability.

“But, what should I do?”

This was really dangerous.

In two ways.

“Oooooo! Is this what psychometry is?”

This time, I forgot to suppress my voice and shouted.

But there was no helping it.

Because this was a genuine cheat ability!

I could see the past just by touching something!

…But I also saw things I shouldn’t have seen.

“I’ll keep Hayama-sensei’s secret in my heart.”

I tried to sound cool.

In reality, I was desperately trying to suppress the thought, “This can be used as a threat!”

Yes.

This ability must not be discovered.

If it was discovered, I’d be turned into a guinea pig.

That’s always how it is in anime.

“Oh no… I’m getting really excited…”

I’ve fantasized about this kind of development many times.

But I never thought it would actually happen.

And the protagonist is a fat guy…

“Do I have to lose weight?”

Wait, no.

“There are fat streamers, too! Maybe this is an opportunity…”

My imagination ran wild.

YouTube channel “Psychometry Debu”.

One million subscribers.

Super chats in large quantities…

“Oh, but I just decided that I can’t let anyone know about this.”

I was brought back to reality.

That’s right, first I have to research my ability.

Its limits, how far back I can see into the past, and so on.

“Okay, after school, I’m going to touch all the books in the library!”

Just as I made that resolution, my stomach growled.

“But first, lunch…”

The first step to becoming a special ability user is to build up my stamina.