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 - 6
“First, please lend me your smartphone.”
After dinner.
Both Shirai and I were sitting on the sofa, side by side. Naturally, Shirai snuggled up close to me. She still smelled nice, and her ample chest pressing against me was incredibly soft.
“There’s a lot to do today.”
Shirai mentioned this during dinner. It’s been a day full of her eccentric behavior. I’m anxious about what she’s planning after dinner…
“Come on, Kuroda-kun. Give me your phone.”
She smiled sweetly as she urged me to hand over my phone.
There’s nothing on my phone that I need to hide right now. Still, I just don’t like it… Why does Shirai need my phone anyway?
With a smile on her face, Shirai’s request feels more like a command. I don’t really have the right to refuse in the first place…
I handed over my phone in silence.
“Thank you, Kuroda-kun. Oh, it’s locked. What’s the passcode?”
“… ‘9999’.”
“A careless passcode! Hmm, now it needs fingerprint authentication. Here, Kuroda-kun, give me your hand.”
Before I could respond, Shirai’s fingers gently held mine.
Her fingers were supple, her skin smooth, and her touch slightly warm.
She stroked her fingers over my hand as if confirming its shape.
She gently stroked, and eventually even rubbed her cheek against me with a slightly feverish voice. Shirai’s cheek felt delightfully soft and smooth to the touch.
“Kuroda-kun, you naughty boy with bad hands If you touch anyone with these hands like that, anyone will feel very uncomfortable. So, you must not touch anyone other than me anymore. Understand?”
Shirai spoke like a saintly figure admonishing a disobedient child.
Although I wanted to retort, I knew that my argument would likely not be accepted. I remained silent.
After enjoying my hand for a while, Shirai reluctantly let go of it from her cheek.
She then pressed my finger to the phone. With a beep and an electronic sound, my phone’s lock screen was unlocked.
She began to operate my phone, making sure I could also see the screen.
“First, let’s remove the fingerprint authentication so that I can always use it. Let’s change the passcode as well. The new code will be ‘1024.’ It’s my birthday, October 24th. Easy to remember, right?”
My phone’s passcode was set to Shirai’s birthday.
“Now, let’s move on to the contacts. Hmm… I see a lot of people I don’t know… Oh, there are some classmates too… I know. Since we don’t need them now, I’ll delete them all!”
One by one, the phone numbers of the contacts stored in my phone were deleted by Shirai’s hand. Parents, colleagues from work, school staff—all of them, without exception.
“There we go. All cleaned up! Finally, I’ll add my contact information. Look, Kuroda-kun, now your phone’s contacts only have me. You can’t contact anyone else now. Understand? You must not add any new contacts in the future.”
The phone book was now completely blank except for Nayuta Shirai.
“I’ll do the same for the messaging app.”
Next, all the entries in the messaging app were deleted, chat histories wiped clean, leaving only Shirai’s.
“Let’s delete the emails too, just in case, even though it seems like you haven’t used them much.”
One by one, every means of communication with others was eradicated, leaving only Shirai with the ability to interact.
“There we go, all clean!”
With everything done, Shirai smiled contentedly, her expression refreshingly serene.
“Now, let’s download the surveillance app… Set up message and email forwarding… Share location information… Enable screen sharing and audio monitoring.”
Shirai took out her own phone, skillfully operating both hers and mine simultaneously.
As I watched, every setting was configured so that Shirai could monitor everything on my phone whenever I used it.
Incoming calls would trigger notifications, phone conversations would be monitored, and all messages exchanged would be visible. Connecting to the internet would allow her to see what I was browsing. Location would be shared, revealing my whereabouts at all times.
All of this was set up right before my eyes, in the very place I was standing.
“That should do it. Now, I’ll return your phone to you, Kuroda-kun. Here you go. Thank you for lending it to me.”
My phone returned to me from Shirai’s hands.
Externally, it appeared unchanged.
However, its contents had undergone a significant transformation compared to just a moment ago.
I entered the passcode—’1024′, Shirai’s birthday—to unlock the phone.
Everything had been wiped clean, leaving it looking brand new. Only Nayuta Shirai remained, and nothing more would be added in the future.
This definitely gave me chills while reading, but dem. I’m really excited for when the author writes from her perspective.