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 10: Investigation in the Wind Instrument Club

Chapter 10: Investigation in the Wind Instrument Club

The next day, after school, I was guided by Sakurai-san to the music room.

Secretly, so that Hayashi-kun wouldn’t find out.

“Oh, it seems like no one is here.”

It seems that the members of the wind instrument club are having a joint practice in the auditorium today.

As we entered the music room, the instruments, neatly arranged, welcomed us.

The brass instruments shone dully in the evening sun that came through the window.

“Shirogane-san’s seat is here.”

A beautiful flute case was placed in the place where Sakurai-san guided me.

A glossy black, looking expensive.

“Recently, Shirogane-san… Whenever she comes here, she just sighs.”

I tried to gently touch the flute case.

“Sakurai-san? Why are you here…?”

A voice came from behind.

I quickly withdrew my hand.

When I turned around, Shirogane herself was standing there.

“Oh, um… I was worried about Shirogane-san…”

“With Sato-kun?”

Shirogane’s gaze turned to me.

Her eyes were clearly puzzled.

“I’m sorry. We’re going back.”

Sakurai-san hurriedly pulled my sleeve.

We left the music room and caught our breath in the corridor, a little away from the music room.

“That was close…”

“Shirogane-san has been on high alert lately…”

At that moment, there was a sound from the music room.

When I peeked in, Shirogane was holding a flute case, hugging it, and muttering something…

“Her behavior is still strange…”

Sakurai-san whispered, looking worried.

I agreed with her.

That attitude was clearly not normal.

But today, I couldn’t touch the flute…

“Let’s create another opportunity.”

Sakurai-san said in a small voice.

I nodded silently.

We returned to the classroom once and decided to give up for today.

“Huh? It seems like Shirogane-san is still in the music room.”

Indeed, I could see Shirogane-san on the other side of the building.

In the school corridor, where the time to go home had passed, Sakurai-san said in a small voice.

We returned to the music room.

We approached the music room slowly.

The door to the music room was slightly open, and we could hear a sound from inside.

We couldn’t help but peek in.

The music room, bathed in the evening sun.

Shirogane was sitting alone by the window, holding a flute case in her hand.

“Why… like this…”

Shirogane’s voice, barely audible, was clearly trembling.

Shirogane gently opened the case.

At that moment, Sakurai-san and I held our breath.

The flute inside was horribly bent, and multiple keys were deformed.

“My… precious…”

Shirogane’s shoulders shook slightly.

I could see tears shining in her eyes.

“Shirogane-san…”

Sakurai-san muttered involuntarily.

At that moment.

“Are you still here?”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Shirogane, from the music preparation room.

When I turned around, there stood Shirota-sensei

“Sensei…”

Shirogane’s voice rose.

At that moment, an unexpected scene unfolded before our eyes.

Shirota-sensei approached Shirogane with a wide stride and then… hugged her.

“It’s okay. I’ll do something about it.”

“Sensei… I…”

Shirogane was sobbing in Shirota-sensei’s chest.

The distance between them was clearly not that of a teacher and a student.

Next to me, Sakurai-san was trying hard to suppress a small scream.

“Shh…”

I instinctively took Sakurai-san’s hand and moved away from the spot.

We finally caught our breath at the end of the corridor.

“What was that…?”

Sakurai-san’s voice was shaking.

I couldn’t answer.

Because I couldn’t understand it either.

But that scene was undoubtedly…

“Please, Sato-kun. I want you to touch Shirogane-san’s flute.”

Sakurai-san said with a serious gaze.

Indeed, this might be something I should check with my ability.

“I understand.”

The next day, after school.

“Here, this is the permission slip signed by the advisor teacher.”

The paper that Sakurai-san handed me stated permission to stay for student council activities.

As expected of the student council president, she had taken such a measure.

The school building, which had begun to darken, was unnaturally quiet.

Only our footsteps echoed strangely.

“No one should be here…”

It was 7 p.m.

Only I and Sakurai-san were left in the school building, where the sun had completely set.

“The duty teacher said they would close the gate at 8 p.m., so we have to hurry.”

Sakurai-san’s voice echoed in the silent corridor.

The music room, lit only by fluorescent lights.

A completely different atmosphere from the daytime was floating in the air.

The outside of the window was already dark, and the light inside reflected on the glass, creating the illusion of another world.

“Shirogane-san’s flute…”

The black case placed on the dedicated shelf seemed to be waiting for us.

“Sato-kun, please…”

There was a sense of urgency in Sakurai-san’s voice.

She probably wanted to know about her best friend’s abnormality at all costs.

I slowly reached out to the flute.

The moment I touched it—

Memories flowed in, like a movie.

The music room at midnight.

Shirota-sensei and Shirogane.

Shirogane with her face buried in Shirota-sensei’s crotch.

Her white skin flushed.

Shirogane’s breath and the regular sound of water.

And—Kondo-senpai.

I couldn’t help but let go of the flute.

“What’s wrong!?”

Sakurai-san, noticing my change, came close to me.

Anxiety and worry were floating in her eyes.

“Should I tell you…?”

“Please, tell me. I’m very worried about Shirogane-san…”

I sighed deeply at Sakurai-san’s serious gaze.

Should I tell her this heavy truth?

As Shirogane’s best friend, does she have the right to know?

Or would it be better if she didn’t know?

Outside, the streetlights were shining sadly.

There was only a little time left until 8 p.m.

In this dark music room, I was being forced to make a decision.

“Sakurai-san… I’ll tell you. But this is a secret that no one can know.”

I opened my heavy mouth in the music room at night.

“Shirogane-san and… Shirota-sensei are dating.”

“Eh…”

Sakurai-san’s eyes opened wide.

“But that’s not all. Kondo-senpai… She… Has feelings for Shirota-sensei…”

I continued to explain.

Kondo-senpai had been harboring feelings for Shiro-sensei for three years.

And the despair she felt when he found out about the relationship between Shirogane and Sensei.

And the action of destroying the flute that followed.

“What… Kondo-senpai…”

“But Shirogane-san’s performance in the recital might be okay. It seems that Shirota-sensei promised to lend her her flute.”

“That’s good… but…”

Complex emotions were floating in Sakurai-san’s expression.

Here, I made a decision.

“I’ll show you the evidence.”

I took out my smartphone and touched the flute.

The video was transferred to my smartphone, and when I played it, the images that the flute remembered appeared on the screen.

Kondo-senpai sneaking into the music room.

“Why… Why Shirogane…?”

Crying, she… destroyed the flute.

“This is the memory I saw with my ability.”

Sakurai-san was staring at the screen, holding her breath.

“Sato-kun… What should we do with this secret?”

“If you want to protect Shirogane-san, I think we should keep quiet. But for Kondo-senpai…”

“I understand. I’ll talk to Kondo-senpai myself. As the student council president and as Shirogane-san’s friend.”

Sakurai-san’s voice was filled with strong will.

“We also have… the evidence.”

I said, showing her my smartphone.

With this, the same thing shouldn’t happen again.

“Hey, Sato-kun… About your ability. I won’t tell anyone, really.”

“Thank you…”

It was already dark outside. The time for the duty teacher to close the school gate was approaching.

We left the music room quietly, sharing a heavy secret.

I still didn’t know what would happen from now on.

But at least, it seemed that we could protect Shirogane-san’s recital.

…And one more thing.

It was a night when another secret with Sakurai-san was added.

“Before we go home, let me confirm it once more.”

I touched the flute again. Then—

Images, emotions, and memories came flooding in, like waves.

I could hear the sound of Shirogane-san’s heart beating fast.

“Today, too, just the two of us, Shirota-sensei…”

After-school lessons.

Shirota-sensei’s gentle guidance.

Shirogane-san’s cheeks were blushing.

She lifted her skirt shyly.

Shirota-sensei slowly traced Shirogane-san’s pussy lips with his fingers over her panties.

Shirogane-san’s moans.

Her panties were getting wet.

Inserting it after moving her panties aside.

The two of them, seeking each other, moved their waists violently.

The two of them convulsed.

The next memory.

“How about a little drive?”

In Shirota-sensei’s car, they went to the sea.

Conversation while watching the sunset.

Shirogane-san’s chest was tightened by Shirota-sensei’s smiling profile in the driver’s seat.

Shirogane-san, in the passenger seat, was performing fellatio on Shirota-sensei’s penis.

The sea was getting dark.

The car creaked and shook.

The car seat was soaked with Shirogane-san’s love juices.

“Happy birthday.”

A present from Shirota-sensei.

A small cake.

A celebration for the two of them.

Shirogane-san opened the package with her trembling fingers.

“Sensei… Thank you…”

It was a happiness that made her tears fall.

Memories kept flooding in.

The secret memories of the two of them, like a kaleidoscope.

Each of them was sweet and heartbreaking.

“Wow…”

Without realizing it, video data was being saved one after another on my smartphone.

The countless kind memories of Shirogane-san and Shirota-sensei, unknown to anyone.

“Sato-kun?”

Sakurai-san was peeking at me, looking worried.

“I’m okay. I just… Shirogane-san’s feelings are painfully conveyed to me…”

It was a truly pure feeling.

Yet, no one could know about it.

It had to be kept a secret.

That sadness pierced my heart.

“Shirogane-san…”

Tears were also shining in Sakurai-san’s eyes.

It was a strange ability.

I could see the past by touching objects.

And I could even save it on my smartphone.

But this was not the time to be proud of the greatness of this ability.

Because we were now in the sea of Shirogane-san’s heartbreaking love memories, which no one could talk about.