In a Chastity-Reversed World, I Posted My Fetishes on a Secret Account, and Somehow the Beautiful Girls in My Class Started Reenacting Them ~ About How My Alt Account Is Being Watched by the Beautiful Girls in My Class~ - 10

Chapter 10: You Must Not Read Erotic Light Novels

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“This is the best!”

As for why I was shouting such a thing, the clock has to wind back a little. I was lying on my bed, feeling agonizingly restless. It was all because of that incident with Kashiwagi-san at the hotel the other day.

The sensation of Kashiwagi-san’s bare legs. That distance where our faces almost touched. The feel of her breasts when we were pressed together. Recollections of those moments left my sexual desire with nowhere to go. Specifically, things had accumulated to the point where simply tweeting about my fetishes wasn’t enough to vent them anymore.

So, I did a lot of research online. And then, I found it. A male-oriented “humiliation-style” light novel. In my original world, the plot would involve a girl conquering and domesticating a man, so I had no idea who the target audience for such a thing was in this world. However, it seemed there were still people who wrote for such niche tastes.

While adult videos were useless here, I thought this might actually work, and so I gave it a read.

『I-I lost, hnghhh… ♡ I’m just a sow, ooooh… ♡ Please, Master, give me your… ♡』

The content was, to put it mildly, the absolute best. In the men of this world, the desire for “humiliation” or conquest probably didn’t exist. However, I possessed the memories of my previous life, and I wasn’t entirely without those kinds of desires. And thus, we return to the beginning.

“This is the best!”

Crap, I feel like I’m going to get a nosebleed.

I was incredibly excited over my first “naughty” book in sixteen years. The heroines in the story were strong-willed, prideful beauties. The plot was a simple one where the protagonist “put them in their place” and made them fall into a state of pure pleasure. Precisely because it was simple, I could enjoy it without thinking about anything unnecessary.

So, I got a little carried away and tweeted on my secret account:

『I want to train a bratty girl and turn her into my sex slave.』

When I got to school and opened my shoe locker to change as usual, a chill ran down my spine. There was definitely a letter sitting on top of my indoor shoes. The trauma came rushing back. I had reached the point where I knew the contents without even opening it. However, it was a man’s nature to be unable to leave it unopened.

Maybe it really is a love letter…

I wanted to punch myself for even thinking that.

『To Ayato-kun, I’ll be waiting on the roof after school. Kohaku ♡』

“Sigh…”

I wonder what’s going to be done to me this time.

With a heavy heart, I entered the classroom while imagining what was about to occur. After school, I headed for the roof. The reason was the same as it had been with Kashiwagi-san. I didn’t want Onodera-san to expose the existence of my secret account.

When I opened the door, Onodera-san was standing there, leaning against the rooftop fence. The sunset light poured in, making the silhouette of her hair glow faintly. I reflexively caught my breath. Despite her personality, based on looks alone, Onodera-san was a beauty on par with Kashiwagi-san. And I had already seen that part of such a beauty…

“Kyahahaha! You actually came! Seriously, I can’t even believe it. You’re gross, just die!”

I didn’t quite understand, but those were the first words out of Onodera-san’s mouth.

“…Huh?”

The situation made so little sense that I let a question slip before I realized it.

“Look, look, I’m nice so I’ll tell you, but you’re being totally tricked, nyah-nyah! That wasn’t actually a love letter at all~”

“Ho…”

What is this girl talking about at this stage? I’ve known that from the very beginning.

“Too bad for you ♡”

I didn’t quite get it, but I was starting to get annoyed.

“…I’m going home.”

The moment I turned around to start walking, I felt my sleeve suddenly grabbed. It was Onodera-san.

“Please! Don’t go! I realize it now… I’ve realized that I can’t live without you!”

As usual, I had no idea what she was talking about, so I just stood there. Then, the moment I tried to lightly shake her hand off…

“Kyahhhh! It hurts! It hurts! Please don’t be violent! You can do whatever you want to me!”

Whatever I want?

That phrase got stuck in my head. I was always the one being messed with, but if she was going to say that… I pulled the hand of Onodera-san, who had collapsed to the ground, and helped her up.

“Then, I’m going home. See you tomorrow, Onodera-san.”

I said it, but I didn’t actually have the guts.

“This is why you’re so unfair…”

“Did you say something?”

“N-No, nothing at allllll! Maaaaaster! Please don’t scold me anymore, hnghhhh!”

I wondered how long this farce was going to continue. Regardless, for the usually quiet Onodera-san, she was certainly raising her voice.

Maybe I’ll play along for a bit.

“Hahaha! If you want to be forgiven, then take off your clothes and prostrate yourself right now!”

I was doing a great job acting, if I did say so myself. I sounded like a proper villain. At the time, I thought this would satisfy Onodera-san and things would go back to normal.

“I-I lost, hnghhh… ♡ I’m just a sow, ooooh… ♡ Please, Master, give me your… ♡”

It was a prostration in the nude. And a magnificent prostration at that. Not just her blouse and skirt, but her bra and panties were off too, and Onodera-san was prostrating herself before me.

I was so excited by the sight of her that I almost forgot to breathe. Her white back was visible from above. The curves tapering down from her waist. And the side of her breasts being squished against her thighs.

I didn’t understand. I didn’t understand at all, but I was currently filled with a sense of conquest. However, in the next instant—

“Are you satisfied? Master ♡”

Onodera-san softly lifted her head and wore that same bone-chilling smile she had shown me before.

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