My Gift Is “Beauty”. I Think It’s Useless, but It Seems to Be an S-Rank Gift With the Strongest Buff Effect for Beautiful Girls

Chapter 10.2: The Literary Girl Devours the Male

Hiroyo braced himself. Last time, Koharu had climaxed at the end of the butt treatment. He kept going, nervous it might happen again, but he was embarrassed too and hoped she’d hold back.

About one minute left.

Koharu’s sweat mixed with the sweat from Hiroyo’s hands, making everything slicker.

Maybe that’s why. Hiroyo ended up making a careless mistake.

“Ah… ah… ah… ♡ This is bad… but… today I’ll hold back…”

“Koharu… just a little more… just a tiny bit left…! So hang in there… I’m trying too—ahh!?”

It was the very last moment.

Maybe because the sweat made it so slippery, Hiroyo’s hands slid, and his thumbs touched a place on Koharu he absolutely shouldn’t have.

“Nau!? Ahh… ♡”

The instant he touched it, Koharu arched back like a leaping dolphin, her body jolting hard. After twitching for a bit, she collapsed face-first into the pillow and stopped moving.

“Ah… ah… K-Koharu, no, I didn’t mean to! Sorry! My hands slipped… uh, they really slipped!”

The light of the skill had faded from Hiroyo’s palms, showing the treatment was over. But at the very end, he’d messed up. He touched the wrong spot and explained it wasn’t on purpose.

“Oh… ♡ Oh… ♡”

But Koharu, frozen with an ecstatic look, couldn’t respond.

Hiroyo held his head, realizing he’d screwed up.

That’s when he saw it—a clear liquid on his thumb. It stretched into a thread, glistening in the sunlight from the window.

“A-Anyway, let’s get you dressed…!”

Hiroyo picked up Koharu’s folded clothes from the floor and tried to place them near the bed.

—Grab, thud.

“Huh!?”

Suddenly, Hiroyo was tackled from behind and pinned down hard onto the bed—face-up.

“Haa… haa… ♡ It’s your fault, Hiroyo-kun… making me like this… and… touching my precious spot… I can’t hold back anymore… ♡”

“K-Koharu!?”

Hiroyo felt déjà vu. He remembered the day he first did it with Hibiki. That day, drained from using his skill, he couldn’t fight back, and Hibiki forced herself on him…

Koharu, breathing heavily, had a flushed face and eyes that weren’t normal.

(*It’s just like Hibiki that time…!*)

The eyes of a predator. Releasing dormant desires, hunting and devouring the prey in front of her.

Right now, Koharu was sitting on Hiroyo’s lap, her crotch pressing against his through his pants.

“Hiroyo… kun… Hibiki-chan… sorry… I couldn’t hold back… ♡”

“Mmph!?”

Too weak from the skill to resist, Hiroyo had Koharu’s soft lips pressed against his. And it didn’t stop there.

Somehow, despite it being her first time, she shoved her tongue in and ravaged Hiroyo’s mouth. Shocked, he widened his eyes but couldn’t resist, forced to accept her tongue.

“Koha… ngh… no… any more… mph…”

“Mm… Hibiki-chan… sorry… it’s unforgivable… but… mmph… I can’t stop… ♡”

Even as she apologized to Hibiki, Koharu couldn’t stop herself. Her sweet scent and melted expression were right in front of him, her tongue coiling like a snake. It stimulated Hiroyo’s brain too.

“Mm… haa… ♡”

“Koharu… why…?”

“That I could suddenly deep kiss? …I told you I read novels and manga, right? …Even naughty manga… ♡”

That wasn’t what Hiroyo wanted to ask. He wanted to know why she kissed him, but Koharu answered something else. Still, he understood why she could kiss so lewdly.

“Uh, um… you’ll stop now, right…?”

“Haa… sorry… I’ll apologize to Hibiki-chan on my knees later… but once I’ve done it, I can’t… ♡”

Koharu unhooked her bra herself with a snap. Then she stripped off her panties, standing completely naked in front of Hiroyo.

“W-Wait… that’s—”

“Look… I want you to look at me, Hiroyo-kun… I’m covered in bruises now, but… I want you to see me as I am…”

“Ah…”

Koharu’s large breasts bounced free, dangling before Hiroyo’s eyes. Then, taking his hands, she pressed them against her chest—

“Ahn… ♡”

She let out a sweet moan.

“N-No, this isn’t good…”

“It’s all my fault… blame me all you want… my body’s aching and aching, and I can’t stop… so…”

“Ah… not there!?”

Koharu undid Hiroyo’s belt and yanked down his pants and underwear together. He’d been grabbing her arms, thinking he could at least stop her a little, but her strength was too much—

“Wow… my first time seeing it… it’s so big…”

Hiroyo’s private part was exposed, and Koharu even felt amazed.

And Hiroyo couldn’t deny it—blood was rushing to his lower body.

But then it started. Koharu began talking a bit about her life.

“Um, so… I actually have a gift called ‘Reduction.’ And this gift has a skill called ‘Pain Reduction’… it’s not perfect, but it takes away just the pain.”

“N-No way…”

A thought flashed through Hiroyo’s mind.

Using a skill to not feel pain, had Koharu been protecting her mom and brother alone? It only reduced pain, not bruises, so she ended up like this…

“I’m strong against pain… even when awful things happen, I don’t feel it during the skill… so maybe my other senses are sharper than most people’s.”

That made sense—her reaction was even stronger than Hibiki’s.

“So… I want you to teach me… things that feel good, not painful… ♡”

“Koharu…”

He felt sorry for her.

Hearing her story, Hiroyo wanted to do something for her.

He’d already given her plenty with his skill, but right now, Koharu wanted something else.

(*But… even so… I belong to Hibiki…!*)

Even thinking that, Hiroyo couldn’t stop Koharu now.