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 2: The Scent of the Student Council President, and My Racing Heart

Chapter 2: The Scent of the Student Council President, and My Racing Heart

As my stomach was full and the excitement of my ability had calmed down a bit.

Knock knock.

“Satou-kun, are you okay?”

Oh no. That voice.

It’s Misaki Sakurai, the student council president.

“Umm, yes! I’m fine!”

My voice cracked.

This is bad. Super bad.

I want to punch myself for fantasizing about being a YouTuber just now.

“Excuse me.”

A soft, pleasant scent wafted in.

What is this?

Is it a shampoo scent?

Cosmetics?

Or the scent of an angel’s feather?

No, I don’t know what an angel’s feather smells like, but…

But, this might be…

“Satou-kun?”

“Huh!”

I’m not fantasizing anymore.

In front of me is the most beautiful girl in the grade, the student council president herself.

And she’s looking at me with a worried expression.

I never imagined such a luxurious situation, even in my dreams.

No, I’ve dreamed about it many times.

“Are you really okay? Your face is red.”

“Umm, no! This is… well!”

I tried to sit up in a panic, but…

“Ouch!”

“Oh! Don’t push yourself!”

Sakurai-san hurriedly spread her hands.

It’s probably a stop gesture, but it looks like a prince about to be hugged by a princess.

Wait, hold on. I think a fat guy shouldn’t claim to be a prince.

“I’m sorry for worrying you…”

“It’s my fault for causing you to get injured…”

“No, no! It’s not your fault!”

“But…”

“I’m really okay! I may look like this, but I’m sturdy!”

I desperately tried to make excuses.

But Sakurai-san’s apologetic expression didn’t go away.

“Oh, by the way!”

Suddenly, Sakurai-san opened her bag as if she remembered something.

“You’re late for class, right? Here are today’s notes.”

The notebook she offered had a cute pink diary cover attached to it.

“Umm… is it okay?”

“Yes. Please copy them by the end of the day and return them to me.”

What an angel.

No, seriously.

“Thank you very much!”

As I tried to accept it, I suddenly realized something.

Ability.

If I touch the notebook, I might see Sakurai-san’s memories.

Isn’t that an invasion of privacy?

But it would be rude to refuse.

Plus, I can’t explain the reason why I would decline.

“Satou-kun?”

“Oh, sorry!”

I decided to take the notebook.

……

I can’t see anything.

That’s good.

Maybe it’s because of the new cover.

This way, I can feel at ease.

“Then, I’ll come by after school to pick it up.”

“Yes, thank you very much!”

“Please take it easy and rest. I’ll tell the health teacher, too.”

After Sakurai-san left, I looked up at the ceiling.

The scent was still lingering.

My heart was also racing.

Is this because of the ability?

No, it’s not.

This is just love.

… Damn, my face is really hot. I bury my face in the hospital bed.

“Huh? It kinda smell like something? The scent of a woman’s love juice? I should keep quiet about Hayama-sensei…”

“Okay, let’s try again.”

Fifteen minutes after Sakurai-san left.

There’s a saying, “Curiosity killed the cat.”

But I’m not a cat, and I’m fat.

… The logic is perfect.

“Let’s see, last night…”

I carefully turned the cover of the notebook.

Maybe I can see something if I touch the contents instead of the cover.

I gently placed the palm of my hand on the page.

“Ugh!”

It came.

Along with the usual dizziness, my vision distorted.

There it was.

“Wow… cute…”

Pastel pink wallpaper.

Lace curtains.

Neatly organized bookshelves.

A bed lined with stuffed animals.

The perfect girl’s room.

Sakurai-san was sitting at her desk.

She was wearing a check pajama, and she had on a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

She looked cute in a different way than when she was in her uniform.

This is dangerous, my heart can’t take it.

“Hmm…”

The Sakurai-san on the screen (I guess that’s what you call it? In the memory?) sighed.

“My shoulders are stiff…”

Suddenly, she stood up and took a shoulder massager out of the desk drawer.

“Huh?”

And then.

“Vrrrrrr.”

“Umm… it feels good…”

Sakurai-san started massaging her shoulders.

She looks like an old lady, student council president!?

“Oh, my shoulders are so stiff…”

She sounds like a complete old lady though!?

… But she’s kind of cute.

The serious and perfect student council president has such an unexpected side to her.

And the fact that she has stiff shoulders makes her seem more human.

“I see…”

Studying and being the student council president must be tough.

But she’s still working hard.

“You’re so great…”

I couldn’t help but mutter.

“Haa, I’m done studying for today.”

The student council president, wearing her check pajamas, lay down on the bed.

She took off her black-rimmed glasses and slowly spread her legs.

She exposed her nipples and placed the shoulder massager on them.

“Huh!?”

I couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Nhh… it feels good…”

She moaned softly as the shoulder massager vibrated against her breasts.

She took off her pajama pants and panties, lowering them to her knees and spreading her legs.

The crotch of her panties was spread wide at her knees, and it was glistening with moisture.

She placed the shoulder massager on her wet pink slit.

“Vrrrrrr.”

The vibrations sent love juices flying around while giving her intense pleasure.

“Ahhhhhh!”

The shoulder massager was making her erect clitoris vibrate.

“Nnnnnaaaaaaahhhhhh”

Sakurai-san’s body shook with spasms.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her breath was ragged as she made a sad expression.

“Ah… Oh my… my voice is coming out…”

Her sweet voice echoed throughout the room.

I held my breath and stared at the scene in front of me.

“Nhh… it feels good…”

Sakurai-san moaned softly.

Her expression was sexier and more melting than I had ever seen before.

“Bwooooooon.”

The higher electric sound echoed throughout the room.

It seemed like she had turned up the vibration level.

“Hyaaah!”

Sakurai-san reacted to the sudden strong vibration.

At the same time, a lot of love juice came out of her pussy.

“Oh… no… I just squirted…”

Sakurai-san shook with spasms, sweating and panting.

Her cute face had now turned into a lewd expression.

I was captivated by the sight, just staring at it.

A lewd and ecstatic expression.

Sakurai-san writhed on the bed, experiencing intense pleasure.

The bubbling liquid from her private parts was flying around with the “booon” sound of the vibrations.

“Ahhhhh… I can’t anymore… I’m gonna cum… I’m cumming…”

The student council president’s high-pitched voice echoed throughout the room.

Her body shook with spasms.

The sight of her reaching climax over and over again was vivid.

“Wow…”

I couldn’t help but let out a voice.

It was an unbelievable sight.

The student council president was masturbating and squirting.

“Bwoooooo…”

“Haa… finally calmed down…”

Sakurai-san lay on her back on the bed, taking deep breaths.

She put on her glasses again, her cheeks flushed.

“Ah… it felt good…”

Sakurai’s voice echoed throughout the room.

Her expression didn’t have a trace of the serious and perfect student council president anywhere.

Oh.

Oh no.

(Erotic…)

The cute face of the student council president twisted with pleasure.

The pure student council president was stimulating her own body.

Just imagining it made me excited.

“Okay!”

I quickly took my hands off the notebook.

If I keep looking, I won’t be able to look at the student council president straight on anymore.

Or rather, I think I already can’t.

“Sakurai-san’s secret…”

The student council president with stiff shoulders.

The student council president in her pajamas.

The student council president with glasses.

And the student council president who cums over and over while masturbating.

“This is my treasure, mine and mine only…”

I feel like I’m about to cry. No, seriously.

“Oh, but I forgot to copy it.”

I hurriedly opened the notebook.

Ah, so this is what they call beautiful handwriting…

“Huh?”

I found a small illustration at the edge of the page.

A rabbit doodle.

And it’s pretty good, too.

“Cute…”

I don’t know what to do.

Every time I discover a new side of the student council president, my love for her multiplies.

“Hehe”

I couldn’t help but smile.

In the infirmary bed,

A fat guy is grinning.

It’s a pretty dangerous sight.