Returnee from Another World - Chapter 82: The Ambushing Duo

Chapter 82: The Ambushing Duo

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“Kyouka-senpai, please come to the swim club, even just for a bit. Everyone’s been lonely since you stopped showing up,” Miyabi said.

“Ugh, sorry. I’m swamped with exams and stuff right now,” Kyouka Amasawa replied.

“I know you’re busy with studying, but the team’s lost its spark since you left,” Miyabi pressed.

“Miyabi, don’t put Kyouka-senpai on the spot,” Kozue said.

“But Kozue, you’d be thrilled if Kyouka-senpai came back, right?” Miyabi countered.

“Well, sure, but she can’t keep spending all her time on the club, can she?” Kozue said.

“I know that!” Miyabi snapped.

As the two girls started to bicker, Kyouka, looking troubled, stepped in to mediate.

“Okay, okay, you two. I get it. I’ll drop by when I can find some time, but I won’t be able to stay long,” Kyouka said.

“Yay! It’s a promise!” Miyabi cheered.

“Thank you, senpai. Everyone will be so happy,” Kozue added.

On the way home, as usual, I was leaving the school with Kyouka when two of her swim club juniors cornered her. Unlike that Tsuzuki kid who bothered her before, these were two girls. They clearly admired Kyouka, their faces lighting up with joy at her agreement.

The one called Miyabi (雅, Miyabi) reminded me a bit of Kyouka. Or maybe she was mimicking her? Same facial features, very short hair, tanned skin. Her chest was a bit smaller than Kyouka’s, but she seemed like the type who’d be popular. Kozue (梢, Kozue), on the other hand, had long hair, a bigger chest, and a gentle vibe. She was cute in her own way too.

Not that I’m planning to make a move. They’re just two girls interrupting our walk home. They kept glancing at me, probably speculating about something, but their looks weren’t malicious—more like curiosity. Kozue’s aura even showed a faint trace of affection toward me, which was odd since we’d never met. At least, she shouldn’t know me well enough to react like that. Then again, I’m always walking home with Kyouka, so it’s not surprising her juniors recognize me.

“Alright, see you later. Miyabi, Kozue, keep up with practice. Isn’t the prefectural meet coming up soon?” Kyouka said.

“Yes, it’s early next month. We’ll work hard to do well, so please do your best with your studies, senpai!” Miyabi said.

“Haha, leave it to me,” Kyouka replied.

Did the mention of studying hit a nerve, considering she’s been neglecting it for sex? Kyouka’s awkward expression suggested as much as she turned to me to change the subject.

“Shuu-kun, sorry for the wait. Shall we head home? Oh, and like you heard, I might stop by the club occasionally on the way home. Is that okay? If you really don’t want me to, I’ll say no,” Kyouka said.

“Do what you want,” I said.

“Sorry, you might have to head home first,” she said.

“It’s fine. I can wait in the classroom for a bit,” I offered.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll come to your place as soon as I’m done,” she said.

The old Kyouka would never have said something like that in public. Openly admitting she’s heading to a guy’s house in front of her juniors shows how much our relationship has changed. She sees me as her boyfriend, and I don’t mind that. I just happen to have a bunch of other women too.

After our lover-like exchange, we continued home together. From behind, I could hear her juniors gossiping about whether we’re sleeping together.

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The moment we got to my place, Kyouka clung to me with a sweet, needy demeanor. Her face held an affectionate look she only shows me, mixed with an eager, lustful gaze anticipating what’s to come.

We’re having sex almost daily now. The once-pure Kyouka, who had no hint of promiscuity, is now completely addicted to it. When we’re alone, her switch flips—she gets her pussy soaking wet without me even touching her, and her inverted nipples puff up, asserting themselves. She’s made sucking my dick routine, even fingering her pussy while doing it without me asking. I’ve turned both her and Mizuki Amasawa into women who can’t live without my dick.

“Mwah. Studying for exams, huh? To be honest, my last midterm results were pretty bad,” Kyouka said.

“Can’t be helped. A lot’s been going on,” I said.

“Yeah… but all the problems are sorted now,” she said.

“So, you’re okay with your parents’ divorce?” I asked.

Surprisingly, Kyouka showed no signs of being upset about her parents’ split. She wasn’t putting on a brave face—her aura made that clear. She’d cared a lot for that deadbeat dad of hers, which is why I went to such lengths to deal with him. If she’d been crushed by this, all my efforts would’ve been for nothing. But the complete absence of negative emotions like [Anguish] or [Sorrow] was unexpected.

“There are parts of a marriage kids can’t interfere with. Plus, you fixed everything, Shuu-kun,” she said.

“I didn’t do anything,” I said.

“No, that’s not true. I was so happy when you came to rescue me at the hotel. I realized I just need to do whatever you say,” she said.

“Is that so?” I said.

“And Mom seems really happy now. I think she’s fallen for someone else,” Kyouka said.

“Someone else? Huh. Is she going to remarry?” I asked.

“No, it’s not like that. It’s more like… she’s happy just being with him. I’ve met him a few times, and he scared me at first, but maybe he’s a good person. I don’t know, just a feeling,” she said.

“A good person? Well, people usually have two sides. It’s her choice anyway,” I said.

“Yeah. Anyway, Shuu-kun…” She leaned in suddenly, kissing me to cut off the conversation.

Her tongue tangled with mine as she loosened my belt, reaching into my pants to pull out my dick. She’s not a virgin anymore and has gotten bold. But as she expertly groped me, I felt a twinge of guilt. To claim her body and soul, I turned her into this sex-crazed woman.

“Didn’t you say you were going to study seriously starting today? What about that?” I asked.

“I-I will! But when I’m with you, I just get so horny,” she said.

“Blaming me? I was planning to tutor you,” I teased.

“No, I mean I’m the one who wants to have sex! If you’re going to teach me, I’ll try hard,” she said.

“Kidding. I was ready to fuck from the start. With my dick like this, studying’s not happening, right?” I said.

“Ugh, Shuu-kun, you’re so mean!” she pouted.

Despite her protest, Kyouka’s face lit up with a smile, dimples showing. Her aura radiated [Trust]’s white, [Love]’s pink, [Relief]’s blue, and [Expectation]’s yellow, with [Lust]’s pink shining brightest.

She pulled off my pants and underwear, and as my erect dick appeared, she eagerly buried her face in my crotch, sucking it with lewd, smacking sounds like a seasoned pro. The innocent Kyouka was gone.

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“Yasunaga-san, I’m planning another deal this month,” I said.

“Thank you, Masuda-san. That’ll help us out a lot,” Yasunaga replied, bowing deeply as I handed him an attaché case full of cash and left Ando Finance.

No major issues in our dealings—just Yasunaga pestering me about the next transaction. I’ve already pocketed close to a billion yen, untouchable by the tax office. The cash is stashed in my Dimensional Storage, and I don’t live flashy enough to draw attention. Tracing James Masuda back to Kaburaki Shuu is nearly impossible. Kyouka’s issues are resolved, business is booming—everything’s smooth sailing. Yet, a lingering unease, like a dark cloud, refused to clear.

“I’ll be in touch,” I said, leaving Ando Finance.

Night had fallen, and the shady neon lights of the downtown area lured passersby with booze and pleasure. Hurrying home through the dim streets, I quickly noticed someone tailing me. Not sneaking, though—just a bold presence. I didn’t need to look back to guess who it was, and they spoke first.

“Well, well, if it ain’t Masuda-san! Perfect timing. Got something to discuss. How ‘bout a drink?” Akuzawa Hitoshi said, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

He’d definitely followed me from Ando Finance. Probably here to mooch money or muscle in on my business. But I had my own reasons to talk—he might know something about his connection to Kusunoki Seichirou.

Could Kyouka, in my memories, have been attacked by Akuzawa on Kusunoki’s orders? That thought’s been nagging me. Asking him directly about it would be pointless, though, since those events didn’t happen in this life. Still…

“Well, Akuzawa-san, fancy meeting you here. A drink? I’m game. What’s this about?” I said.

I figured I might glean something, so I went along with his offer. At the very least, he might let something slip about Satou Eikae.

“Just business talk. A real sweet deal—big money. Problem is, I’m short on distribution channels. Thought you might lend a hand,” Akuzawa said.

“The Middle East route?” I asked.

“You got it. Let’s not talk here. We’ll hash it out over drinks,” he said.

“Alright, if that’s the case…” I said.

“That’s the spirit! This way. It’s a sensitive matter, so I know a spot perfect for private talks,” he said.

Sounds shady as hell. I can’t take his words at face value. What’s his angle? Is he trying to lure me into a trap with this sweet talk? Most people wouldn’t dare target someone like me, tied to Yasunaga, but Akuzawa’s just the type to try.

Unfazed by my suspicions, Akuzawa strode ahead confidently.

“By the way, thanks for your help with the Amasawa family. The client was real pleased with their daughter,” I said.

“Yeah? Glad to hear it,” Akuzawa replied, surprisingly casual.

I’d expected him to milk it for leverage, but his nonchalance threw me off. I didn’t want to bring up Kyouka, but it was the only way to probe for info.

“Was it this way? Yeah, yeah, down this narrow alley,” Akuzawa muttered, his bulky frame disappearing into a dark backstreet.

I followed, turning the corner after him—

“Guh!”

A sharp blow hit my back, dropping me to my knees. My vision flickered. Pain hadn’t even registered before my consciousness started to fade. I wasn’t careless—I was just too focused on how to get info from Akuzawa. No, that’s an excuse. I was sloppy, plain and simple.

I collapsed sideways, vision blurring as pain slowly crept in. Struggling to lift my head, I saw Akuzawa’s smirking face and a young guy gripping a metal pipe.