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 46: To the Truth Behind the Unease

Chapter 46: To the Truth Behind the Unease

Sunday at the Shirogane residence.

Summer sunlight streams in.

“I wonder if Misaki is coming…”

Reiko peers at her smartphone.

『So sorry, something urgent came up…』

A simple LINE message.

Its curtness wasn’t like the usual Misaki.

“That’s unusual, isn’t it?”

Ryoko tilts her head.

“Misaki isn’t the type to cancel at the last minute.”

Sitting on the sofa in the reception room, Reiko pours iced tea.

“Hey,”

Reiko’s eyes sparkle.

“Want to go to the villa in Izu?”

“What!”

Ryoko leans forward.

“The Shirogane family villa!?”

“Uh-huh.”

“It has a private beach, too.”

“And a pool, and a barbecue set.”

Their summer plans slowly started taking shape.

“Um,”

Ryoko suddenly gets a serious look on her face.

“Ryuuji-kun.”

“Hm?”

“Thank you.”

She bows deeply.

“About Hinata… really, thank you.”

I smile gently.

“What are you saying? We’re friends, aren’t we?”

“But…”

Ryoko’s voice grew thick with emotion.

“Hinata’s gotten so much better… she was so down before.”

In the sunlit room, the older sister’s feelings overflow.

“Ryoko,”

Reiko stands up.

“Our summer vacation…”

“Let’s make sure it’s wonderful, shall we?”

“Yeah!”

The words of promise melt into the summer air.

…But.

Misaki’s absence cast a strange shadow.

“Well then,”

Reiko says, filled with determination.

“Let’s go convince Misaki tomorrow.”

In the Shirogane reception room, the summer plans began to move forward.

But somewhere, a sense of unease lurked.

“She turned us down again…”

The LINE message arrived on Reiko’s phone.

『I’m sorry. I’m still not feeling well…』

“This is strange.”

Ryoko frowns.

“For Misaki to be absent for three whole days…”

The whole school was enveloped in a heavy atmosphere due to the student council president’s absence.

“And her LINE replies… they seem so blunt…”

“It’s not like Misaki, is it?”

I listened to their conversation in silence.

It’s true. The usual Misaki would use more polite words, give a reply that would reassure everyone.

“Okay, that’s it…”

Reiko says hesitantly.

“Let’s go.”

“Eh?”

“But she turned us down, didn’t she?”

“That’s why we’re going.”

Reiko’s eyes are full of determination.

“We’re her best friends, aren’t we?”

Ryoko nods too.

“That’s right.”

“It’s only natural for us to worry.”

“…Alright.”

I steel my resolve too.

“Even if she refuses,”

“Even if she gets angry,”

“Let’s go see her.”

The three of us head towards the Sakurai residence.

Under the blazing midsummer sun, each of us carrying anxiety in our hearts.

“Misaki…”

Reiko murmurs.

“Something’s definitely wrong.”

“Yeah.”

Ryoko nods too.

“For that Misaki to be like this for so long…”

We stand in front of the house.

My hand trembles slightly as I reach for the intercom.

“Even if she turns us away, we’re not leaving,”

Reiko says firmly.

“Because it’s for Misaki.”

Ryoko smiles too.

I nod silently.

My intuition was telling me this was the right choice.

“Well then…”

Putting all three of our feelings into it, I press the intercom button.

The front door opens.

Standing there was, unmistakably, Misaki Sakurai.

“Everyone…”

She has a slightly bewildered expression.

But she doesn’t look unwell.

“Misaki!”

Reiko throws her arms around her.

“We were so worried!”

“I’m sorry,”

Misaki smiles gently.

“I was just a little tired…”

Ryoko also looks relieved.

“You don’t look pale, at least.”

“Yeah, I’m fine now.”

Misaki’s voice is cheerful.

Towards Reiko and Ryoko, she acts with her usual friendliness.

But.

“Sato-kun.”

The gaze directed at me is cold as ice.

“Did you go to the trouble of coming all this way?”

That tone of voice.

That attitude.

Just like… she was talking to a stranger.

No.

A coldness worse than she’d show a stranger.

“Misaki…?”

Her eyes sharpen as if giving a warning.

“I’ll make some tea.”

Misaki heads towards the kitchen.

Her retreating back looks somewhat vacant.

We were led into the reception room.

Reiko and Ryoko don’t seem to have noticed.

Not Misaki’s strangeness.

Nor her coldness towards me.

From the reception room, to Misaki’s room.

A neatly organized, immaculate space, typical of the usual Misaki.

“Your room is as tidy as ever,”

Reiko observes, looking at the bookshelf.

“Ah, this novel is new!”

“Yeah.”

Misaki smiles beside Reiko.

“My mom bought it for me the other day.”

Ryoko turns her eyes to the desk by the window.

“Making progress on your homework?”

“It must have been tough falling behind while you were resting.”

“Little by little,”

Misaki answers.

“But I’m still in the middle of it…”

I stand quietly in the corner of the room.

This sense of distance.

This atmosphere.

Everything feels somehow distorted.

“Ah.”

Misaki’s phone vibrates on the table.

The sound of a LINE notification.

“Sorry, just a moment…”

Misaki stands up from her seat.

“I need to use the restroom.”

Her back as she leaves the room.

A strong sense of unease washes over me.

On the table, Misaki’s phone has been left behind.

On the screen, an unfamiliar account name.

And a cryptic message.

“G’s Command 3”

(It’s now or never.)

My hand reaches for the phone.

Reiko and Ryoko are absorbed in conversation in front of the bookshelf.

“Don’t you think Misaki’s been acting strange lately?”

Ryoko’s voice sounds distant.

“Really? She seems normal to me…”

Reiko’s reply.

And I instinctively felt that I absolutely could not let this moment slip away.

The moment my fingertips touched the phone, trying to reach the truth, images flooded in.

My vision warps.

The front entrance, five days ago.

The sound of the intercom rings out.

“Yes?”

Misaki’s voice, still normal then.

“Who might this be…?”

“Yamashita… It’s Yamashita Ginta.”

“Huh?”

Confusion mixes into Misaki’s voice.

“Um… what is this about…?”

Yamashita, visible through the monitor screen, has his usual small build.

The eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses gleam with a strange sharpness.

“I, I just… w-wanted to talk…”

A stammering voice.

But, you can sense a strong will somewhere within it.

“I’m sorry, but right now…”

At that moment.

Yamashita’s eyes flash red, just for an instant.

“You wanted to meet me.”

“Invite me into your room.”

“Treat me with hospitality.”

Words like a spell.

Misaki’s eyes,

Suddenly become vacant.

“…Yes.”

“Please, come in.”

Her voice changes mechanically.

Misaki, with doll-like movements, opens the door.

Misaki’s room.

The usual clean and tidy space is, on this day, shrouded in an unnatural atmosphere.

“Sit down,”

Vacant-eyed Misaki says.

“I’ll make some tea.”

Yamashita sits down as if claiming the seat of honor.

Behind his black-rimmed glasses, a smile like a conqueror spreads across his face.

“Thank you.”

He accepts the tea offered to him.

Small hands gracefully lift the cup.

“Sakurai-kaichou,”

Yamashita’s voice is different than usual.

The stammer is gone.

“From now on, I will give you several orders.”

“Commands from G, number 1 through 5.”

“Until they are all completed…”

“You are not to come to school.”

Misaki nods silently.

As if she were a doll who had a conscience, but cannot move from her own will.

“First, G Command 1.”

Yamashita sets down his tea.

“Sever all relationships with boyfriends or other people you are currently interested in romantically.”

“…Yes.”

“G Command 2.”

“Report to me every day via LINE.”

“…Yes.”

“G Command 3.”

Behind his glasses, his eyes glow red.

“Absolute obedience to my words.”

“…Yes.”

Misaki’s eyes,

Become even more profoundly vacant.

“G Command 4.”

Yamashita’s voice rings out coldly.

“These memories are to be sealed in your subconscious. However, the orders must be carried out without fail.”

“…Yes.”

Misaki nods like a doll.

There is no trace of the student council president’s dignity.

“And, G Command 5.”

Yamashita stands up.

“You must never tell anyone about these orders.”

“…Yes.”

A decisive force is infused into the final words.

The moment Misaki’s consciousness is completely under his control.

“You will call me Ginta-sama.”

“Yes…Ginta-sama.”

“Good, then, first, give oral service.”

As he says this, Yamashita abruptly pulls down his trousers and underwear, thrusting his dick in front of Misaki.

His dick was so rugged and curved backwards, with veins bulging out, that it was so thick and long that it was hard to imagine from his physique.

The huge dick, which was comparable to my 195cm tall dick, looked even bigger because of the gap with the physique.

“Come on, suck it and serve me.”

“Yes…”

Misaki’s lovely lips slowly approach Yamashita’s glans, which is dripping with perseverance.

(Misaki, stop!!) 

I wish desperately, but after all, it is a past video.

There is no way that voices and thoughts can reach.

‘Mchuu’

“Aaaahh!! To think that the upright, admired student council president would suck my dick like this!!”

Yamashita trembles with joy, gently stroking Misaki’s head.

Misaki, whose will has been manipulated by hypnosis, mechanically moves her head without expression, and continues to suck on his dick.

Juurururururu…pichapicha……

The sound of Misaki swallowing his dick, making a noise in her throat, echoes throughout the room.

(Stop!! Misaki!!)

I shout in my heart, but I can’t do anything.

She was taken away.

The girl I loved was taken away by another man.

That fact alone pierces my heart.

Guchuguchu…zuzozo……

“Aaaahh!! It feels so good!!”

Yamashita shouts with joy.

Misaki’s mouth is being ravaged by Yamashita’s dick.

No one can maintain a calm heart when shown such a sight.

(Misaki…stop…)

I want to turn away from the reality unfolding before my eyes.

But, the video doesn’t end.

It continues until Misaki swallows all of Yamashita’s cum.

Juurururururururururururu…

‘

“Ah…I’m coming…!!”

At the same time as Yamashita shouts with joy, a milky white cum is released into Misaki’s mouth.

Gokunngokunngokunn…juururururururururururu…

Misaki desperately tries to drink every last drop of cum.

I can only watch.

(Aaaah…)

When Misaki swallows every last drop, Yamashita breathes a sigh of satisfaction.

“Ah, that felt good. Thank you, Kaichou.”

Yamashita gently strokes Misaki’s head, his cheeks flushed and his expression ecstatic.

“Suck me more, Kaichou.”

“Yes…”

Misaki sucks Yamashita’s dick, which is erect again.

“Nyaaaah! President, you’re amazing!”

Yamashita raises his voice.

Misaki is expressionless, but her movements are getting more intense.

Bupo, gopu

Saliva and running juice mix together, making a sound and scattering.

Yamashita’s hand presses down on her head, sucking his dick more deeply.

Gohhogehhettogett

(Stop…)

I shout repeatedly in my heart.

The person I love is being defiled by another man.

Unforgivable. Unacceptable.

“I’m coming, Sakurai-kaichou.”

Yamashita declares.

At that moment, the force grabbing Misaki’s head intensifies.

Gobugobobogehogehoggugoggugg

A large amount of cum is released into her mouth.

Coughing painfully, Misaki tries to swallow it all.

“From today on, you are Ginta-sama’s.”

Yamashita says as he basks in the afterglow of his orgasm.

The cumming Misaki starts sucking Yamashita’s dick once more.

“Unyaaaah! Kaichou is amazing!”

Yamashita shouts.

Misaki is expressionless, but the movements are intense.

Bupo, gopu

Saliva and running juice mix together, making a sound and scattering.

Yamashita’s hand presses down on her head, sucking his dick more deeply.

Gohhogehhettogett

(Stop…)

I shout repeatedly in my heart.

I can’t forgive this.