The Blond-Haired Blue-Eyed Well-Endowed Carnivores Yandere Creature Wrings Out Sins Like an Almighty Goddess, an Unreasonable Angel, and a Compassionate Holy Saint - 2

“Good morning, Kuroda-kun.”

“…Good morning, Shirai-san.”

The classroom began to fill with classmates as morning arrived.

Shirai greeted me with a straight face. For a moment, I was taken aback by her unexpected behavior, but I maintained composure and replied calmly.

The day before, I threatened Shirai and stole her first time.

And as promised, I had erased all the indecent collages of my classmates that I had used to threaten Shirai.

That was supposed to be the end of it. It was supposed to be over.

I had vowed to never lay a hand on her again. That’s what I was supposed to do.

From Shirai’s perspective, she wouldn’t want to talk to or even see the person who had violated her with such underhanded tactics. I even considered the possibility that she might become mentally distressed and skip school after yesterday’s incident.

However.

Shirai hadn’t changed at all.

She maintained her usual gentle demeanor, wearing an angelic smile.

And to my surprise, she directed it towards me.

I thought it was an impossible behavior.

“Kuroda-kun, I have something to say to you.”

“…What is it?”

Could it be that she’s going to bring up yesterday’s incident now?

Well, I guess this is the time when I have to deal with that. What I did was an undeniable fact. I have no intention of trying to deny it.

“Kuroda-kun is the worst scum, a coward, a beast, and a liar.”

“That’s correct.”

There’s no denial.

Despite her harsh words, Shirai continued to smile brightly. It felt eerie, to say the least.

“And so?”

“So, I’ve decided. From now on, I will take responsibility for managing Kuroda-kun.”

With a smile like that of a goddess, Shirai declared confidently.

…Huh?

“…Huh?”

I couldn’t help but let out a voice.

Manage?

Wait, hold on, what led to that decision? I don’t understand at all.

“What do you mean……by that?”

“I felt that I couldn’t just leave dangerous individuals like Kuroda-kun unchecked. Kuroda-kun poses a threat to those around him and causes harm. I can’t just stand by and let that happen. So, in order to prevent another victim like myself, I will take responsibility for managing and watching over Kuroda-kun.”

“But wait… I won’t do anything like that again, and I have no intention of doing anything to anyone other than you…”

“I can’t trust anything Kuroda-kun says. Where is the guarantee that someone who has committed a crime once won’t repeat the same crime? Especially someone as despicable as Kuroda-kun. So it’s my duty to prevent Kuroda-kun from committing any new crimes.”

“…”

It’s a valid argument. I understand what she’s saying, and I can’t refute it.

But I don’t understand. Why does she see it as her responsibility as a victim herself, and why did she decide to do this? It’s hard to comprehend.

“…Instead of doing that, couldn’t you just hand me over to the police?”

“That’s not an option.”

Why not?

“As the victim, I cannot allow myself to—”

Saint, angel, goddess.

With various titles to her name, Nayuta Shirai continued speaking without breaking her unwavering smile.

“never forgive you.”

Is this her punishment for my sins?

“Understood?”

“Yeah… I got it.”

In that case, I’ll resign myself to atoning for my sins.

There were no other options for me.

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“Kuroda-kun, let’s have lunch together.”

As soon as lunch break began, Shirai came over to me.

The moment her words reached the ears of those around us, there was a stir.

With her divine appearance, saintly personality, and devilishly large bosom, Shirai was popular among both boys and girls. Her presence was not only prominent in our class but also widely known throughout the school. Rumor had it that there was even an unofficial fan club for her.

In contrast to her, there was nothing particularly remarkable about me at first glance. So, being approached by her like this made me stand out in a negative way.

I really wanted to refuse. But I had no right to refuse.

“…In the classroom, huh?”

I asked, conscious of the gazes around us. Shirai pretended to ponder with her finger on her cheek. After a brief moment of thought, she spoke.

“Yes, that sounds good. Let’s go somewhere where we can be alone.”

“Got it.”

I reluctantly got up from my seat.

Then, to my surprise, as I stood up, Shirai wrapped her arms around mine.

Her arms held mine firmly. The overwhelming weight of her ample bosom pressed against me. Memories of yesterday, when she had manipulated “this” part of me as she pleased, came flooding back, and my body heated up.

“Hey… Shirai, san. This is…”

“What is it?”

I raised a voice of confusion to Shirai, as if trying to shake off the thoughts that threatened to overwhelm me with desire. But Shirai remained unfazed, as if it were perfectly normal to be entwined like this. However, the piercing gazes from our surroundings were too much to bear. I could feel the murderous intent emanating from all directions.

“What’s going on there…?”

“Why is he with Shirai-san!?”

“Huh? What’s the relationship? I don’t get it.”

“Is that true? It is, isn’t it!?”

“Wow, they look so soft.”

“I’m going to kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him…”

I felt like I could hear whispers around us.

“Could you let go for now?”

“No, I can’t.”

She responded with a smile as angelic as ever.

The words I uttered out of frustration were dismissed in a single word. Instead of letting go, she tightened her grip on my arm, pressing her ample bosom against me even more forcefully.

This is bad… (Mainly for the lower half.)

“Kuroda-kun is a coward.”

The angelic smile drew closer. Shirai whispered softly into my ear, careful not to be overheard by others.

“That’s why I’m keeping hold of you like this, so you won’t run away.”

“I’m not planning to run away.”

“That’s a lie. Kuroda-kun, the liar, lies easily. I won’t be deceived by your lies anymore.”

Coward, liar. When those accusations are thrown at me, there’s nothing to say in return.

“Now, let’s go.”

I’m led along by Shirai, my arm in hers.

Shirai’s smile remained unchanged.

Beautiful like a goddess,

Pure like an angel,

Overflowing with compassion like a saint,

That smile that I couldn’t help but be drawn to.

However, to me right now, that smile looked horribly twisted.

We all love yandere right? Do you guys like this type?