Returnee from Another World - Zetro Translation

Chapter 49 – Several Misunderstandings

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“Yuichi. What’s with that getup? Been a while since I saw you,” said Sakaki Shintaro.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Yuichi replied.

“That hair and those fake glasses,” Shintaro clarified.

“Oh, these? Don’t I look like a fresh, handsome guy? I’m going for this vibe from now on,” Yuichi said.

“Huh? What vibe? Dude, it doesn’t suit you at all. It’s like putting glasses on a gorilla,” Shintaro shot back.

“Pfft, a gorilla… Okay, that’s kinda true,” Tominaga Kenji chuckled.

“Hey, what’s that, Shintaro? Even you’ve got limits on what you can say,” Yuichi snapped.

A salaryman-like customer, exiting the convenience store after shopping, cast an annoyed glance at the delinquents loitering near the entrance. But the group didn’t care, continuing to make a ruckus without a hint of shame. Sakaki Shintaro’s sharp glare sent the salaryman scurrying to his car, averting his eyes.

The clerk at the register seemed aware of the commotion outside but stayed silent, likely avoiding trouble by minding their own business.

“You show up after ages looking like that, and you’re the one at fault. What, you wanted some fake flattery?” Shintaro said.

“It’s not like that… Is it really that bad?” Yuichi asked.

“The hair’s fine, I guess, but those glasses?” Shintaro replied.

“Really? I kinda think the hair’s the worse part,” Yuichi said.

“You guys are ruthless. This is still better than Kenji’s style, right?” Yuichi added.

“Hey, Yuichi-kun, why drag me into this?” Tominaga Kenji pouted, clearly annoyed at being targeted.

He’d felt uneasy about Yuichi’s new look but kept quiet, so Yuichi’s jab stung.

“Shintaro and Nobuo have good faces, so comparing to them doesn’t help,” Kenji said.

“Seriously, though, what have you been up to this past month? You barely showed up even during New Year’s break,” Higuchi Nobuo asked.

“Well, uh, mostly gaming. Once I started, I got hooked,” Yuichi said.

“Yuichi-kun plays games? You could’ve just said so. We thought you were spooked by Kaburaki-kun and holed up at home,” Kenji said.

“No, it’s not…” Yuichi trailed off.

“Whatever. Point is, we settled things with Kaburaki. As long as you don’t mess with his girl, he won’t come after you,” Shintaro said.

“Yeah, like what happened to Yumitsume,” Kenji added.

The moment Kaburaki Shuu’s name came up, Yuichi’s expression darkened noticeably. He claimed to be engrossed in gaming, but it was clear Kaburaki was involved. Shintaro and Nobuo seemed to pick up on it, quickly trying to change the subject.

“Who’s this Yumitsume guy?” Yuichi asked.

“You wouldn’t know him, different school. He’s some jerk in our class who acts all high and mighty ‘cause girls like him,” Nobuo explained.

“Sounds like a guy I’d hate. What’d he do?” Yuichi asked.

“It’s about Ayano. After that incident, Ayano stopped talking to us, right? Yumitsume must’ve thought it was his chance to hit on her. Around late last year, he started pestering her. At first, Ayano ignored him, but he was so persistent she finally snapped,” Nobuo said.

“Oh, I get it. So Kaburaki beat the crap out of him?” Yuichi asked.

“No, that’s the thing. No signs of a beating. Could be he hit him where it wouldn’t show, but Yumitsume’s not talking, so we don’t know what happened. Still, a couple days after Ayano lost it, he got real quiet,” Nobuo said.

“Definitely Kaburaki-kun’s doing,” Kenji insisted.

Yuichi, confused by their contradictory claims—Nobuo saying no beating, Kenji insisting Kaburaki did something—gaped at them.

“Wait, which is it? Did he get beat up or not?” Yuichi asked.

“I mean, he got ‘done’ in a different way,” Kenji said.

“For real? That guy swings both ways?” Yuichi asked.

“Don’t take him seriously, Yuichi. Kenji’s just talking crap,” Shintaro said.

“Is he? Yumitsume starts shaking whenever he sees Kaburaki,” Kenji said.

“Yeah, and I almost lost my ass’s virginity too. Plus, those looks Kaburaki gives Nobuo-kun? Totally that vibe,” Kenji teased.

“Yeah, lately Kaburaki’s been staring at Nobuo a lot. He’s kinda popular with that crowd, so maybe he’s a target,” Shintaro added.

“Cut it out, that’s not funny!” Nobuo snapped.

“I get it. Don’t worry, Nobuo. Even if you turn into a girl, we’re still buds,” Yuichi said.

Laughter erupted from the group. Their half-serious, half-joking nonsense continued, with passing customers shooting annoyed looks but moving on, a scene that repeated itself multiple times.

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In front of me, I saw a tight, well-shaped ass.

Higuchi Yukari had her hands on the edge of the bed, her outstretched legs touching the floor, presenting her perfect ass to me like an animal in heat.

Her anus twitched eagerly before me. Her pussy was already dripping, her juices running down her thighs. I was in the middle of inserting my cock into that hole, slowly thrusting in and out.

“Ah, ahhh! No, Sienna, you’re turning me into a bitch again. I wasn’t this kind of slut before. Just a little cock, and I’m wagging my tail for my master like some horny bitch. No, no, I can’t. If my body gets used to this amazing cock, I’ll never go back. Ah, ah, that’s it, so good. Please, fuck me harder!” Yukari moaned.

Three weeks had passed since I turned Higuchi Yukari into a Lesser Vampire. I’d only seen her on weekends, not visiting her apartment too often. I had to deal with Kato Ayano and Hojo Sayaka too, so I couldn’t focus solely on Yukari.

Still, Yukari never complained, acting completely obedient. While Lesser Vampire transformation altered her emotions toward others, it didn’t change her core personality. Her naturally straightforward disposition remained strong, which meant she didn’t make unreasonable demands, making her easy to handle.

“If there’s any issue, it’s that Yukari can’t always control her violent impulses,” I thought.

She didn’t seem to understand it herself, feeling frustrated by her own irritability. She had no grasp of the cause—monstrous instincts from that world were beyond human comprehension here. For now, sex with me seemed to relieve her frustrations, which was fine, but an accident would be too late. I needed to teach her restraint before she seriously hurt someone. But using myself, nearly immortal, as a practice partner wouldn’t help. Figuring out how to handle that was my dilemma.

“I’m coming! Ahhh, I’m turning into a bitch. All I can think about is my master’s cock, a filthy bitch! Ah, ah, I’m coming!” Yukari screamed.

There was another problem.

I still couldn’t recall any memories of Yukari. It didn’t matter what our past was; making her mine wasn’t an issue. She was undeniably my type, and her transformation made her personality near-perfect. But not remembering what happened between us left me with an uneasy feeling.

I still hadn’t found any connection with her brother, Higuchi Nobuo. If Yukari and I had a relationship, it’d likely involve him, but despite checking him out multiple times, no memories surfaced.

“Hah, hah… Sorry, I came first. I’ll suck you off and make you feel good right away,” Yukari panted.

“No, I’ve got time today, so we can take a break. You’re still not satisfied, right?” I said.

“Really? If you’re cool with it, Sienna, I’m ready anytime. Use my pussy as much as you want,” she said.

I was supposed to meet Amasawa Kyouka later, but she canceled due to a sudden conflict, sending an apology email to my phone. Sayaka’s meetings were usually late at night due to her work, and Ayano often stayed at my place, so I didn’t need to rush home. Deciding to stay longer, I sat on the bed and pulled Yukari close when the doorbell rang.

“Someone’s here. Got a visitor?” I asked.

“Nah, nothing like that. Probably just a newspaper salesman or something. Ignore it. Wanna eat something? I can whip up something quick,” Yukari said.

“Sure, I’ll take you up on that,” I replied.

“Alright, give me a sec. I’ll cook something. Man, that doorbell’s annoying. Keeps ringing. I’ll go shoo them away,” she said.

Reluctantly pulling away from my arm, Yukari threw on a T-shirt and underwear and headed to the door.

As I waited, idly checking my phone, I heard arguing from the entrance. It sounded like a woman, but I couldn’t make out the details. From Yukari’s tone, it seemed like someone she knew.

Realizing this, I quickly cleaned up the traces of our encounter, put on my clothes, and headed toward the entrance where Yukari was.

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“You’re the scumbag who’s tricking Yukari-san, huh?” a voice accused.

“Shoko! Cut it out already. Sorry, Sienna. This is Shoko, kinda like my little sister. She’s got a foul mouth, as you can see,” Yukari said.

“Yukari-san, be quiet. You’re just lost because this jerk’s got you wrapped around his finger,” Shoko snapped.

“I told you, that’s not it! I already explained I found a guy I like,” Yukari retorted.

“Yeah, I heard. You went to deal with some religious group over Miki’s situation, got into a fight, and this guy saved you, right?” Shoko said.

“Exactly. See, you get it,” Yukari said.

“What? Yukari-san, what’s wrong with you? That story’s ridiculous. This guy’s gotta be in on it with them,” Shoko insisted.

“I said that’s not true!” Yukari shouted.

“Then why’d you leave Miki with that cult? And didn’t you always say you didn’t need a man?” Shoko pressed.

“People change, alright? As for Miki, I respected her choice,” Yukari said.

“Ugh, this is going nowhere. Listen, buddy, you’re not fooling Yukari-san so easily. I’m the former Maihime assault captain, and I’m always watching,” Shoko declared.

At the entrance, a short woman, who could pass for a middle or high schooler, glared at me provocatively. Despite her height, her figure had enough curves to mark her as an adult. Shoko, whom I was meeting for the first time, was a striking woman with a neat, short haircut framing her small face.

“Shoko, enough. Go home before I lose it. You’re in the way,” Yukari said.

“No way. I’m not leaving until Yukari-san snaps out of it,” Shoko replied.

“Huh?” Yukari snapped.

“Alright, calm down. This isn’t the place for this. Why don’t we invite Shoko-san inside to talk it over? It seems there’s a misunderstanding we should clear up,” I said.

“Sienna… I’m really sorry. You came all this way, and now this,” Yukari said.

“Tch!” Shoko clicked her tongue, clearly annoyed.

Yukari, looking genuinely apologetic, leaned closer and placed a hand on my shoulder. Shoko’s tongue-click betrayed her irritation at the sight.

I studied Shoko with interest. I had no memory of her, but her connection to me suggested a possible link. While I doubted every person I met was tied to my past, I couldn’t rule out having met Shoko before. Her black aura of [Disgust] flared under my unabashed stare.