The Girl sitting next to me is playing with my '--hing' though... - Chapter 29: Insanity
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Insanity
“My …. Fault?”
I couldn’t believe my ears. I thought I had misheard. But Iori’s expression was so serious that it didn’t look like she was playing a joke on me, and that’s why I couldn’t help but tilt my head.
I have no recollection of this at all, but rather seriously, what is Iori even talking about? There’s no way I, a virgin, can train someone with toys! Are you trying to defame?
I have many memories of Iori, but I can assure you without checking every one of them that I had nothing socially unacceptable in any of them. I’d even bet my life on it.
And yet Iori keeps insisting that it’s my fault.
“Yes, it’s Hayataro’s fault! No matter what anyone says, it’s Sotaro’s fault After all!”
“I’m sorry. I really can’t think of anything that would make me think that as a cause though…. Is that really me? Or maybe you’re remembering it wrong?”
With snorting and sniffing a little, Iori stares at me and nods her head in agreement.
“I see …. So what did I do back then?.”
“… When I was in eighth grade, you remember how I found out those pervy books in Satoru’s room……, didn’t I?”
“Ohh..n”
Rather, I’ll never forget it. As that day was the time I got scarred in my heart, which still haunts me in present afterall.
Rather, how can that episode be connected to Iori’s love after those toys in any way? In fact, it would make more sense if it was the other way around, and I had assumed that was the case as well, … No, I just can’t, I just can’t get my head to think just how.
As I thought, the episode of ripping apart por*** books into pieces can never be related to Iori’s love of toys at all.
“What’s that even got to do with this?”
“…The girl was being done after all. Th–that fully exposed girl, by that boy with the toys.
“………… eh, what are you talking about?”
“It’s about the ecchi books I found in Satoru’s room! At that time, I got really convulted and ripped it open in reaction, but later on, I really studied hard about it! Like, movies, and those images, ……, an—and, trying them out … like that.”
“Wait, wait, I’m sorry to interrupt you while you’re fidgeting like that, ——but I can’t see what you’re talking about at all!?”
It was like a maze with unknown obstacles. The more I asked/learned, the more it didn’t make sense at all. Unable to stand it any longer, I interrupted Iori in between with a loud voice.
“I — I — I’ve been talking about those naughty books you had for a while now, didn’t I say! Since, Sotaro, you like that kind of thing, right? That’s why, I, umm, studied really hard about those stuffs… or something…”
“No, I don’t dislike it, but I don’t like it that much either. Moreover, the page that Iori opened up that time just happened to have that kind of scene in it. It wasn’t a book with adult toys or catering to some specific and unconventional fetishes, got it? It was just some plain orthodox er***ca book, you know? that book.”
” ….. eh?”
I continue what I was saying to Iori, who was surprised and astonished by that revelation.
“In the first place what do you even mean by ‘studied hard about it’ just because you want to cater to my se***ual preferences. Isn’t there any need to try and understand someone other’s proclivities at all?”
“Th—That’s …….”
“Also, from as far as I heard, I don’t think that is my fault at all, but more like, Iori’s conscience just put the blame on me all in all?”
“—-ugh.”
“Isn’t it something like that? You just used me as something to hide behind, but in truth, you just loved those toys purely by your own experience behind it after all, didn’t you? Not only did you bring them to school, but you even set up the scene for that as well.”
“—–Uhnuwaaaaaaaa!”
A loud death wail which started because of her closet “I” getting exposed. Iori started to cry like a wailing animal and drops on her legs at that same spot.
“Fufu~ … It’s tough to deal with a girl in love, isn’t it?”
From behind came forth a line full with misunderstanding from Minamisawa that reached my ears.
Girl in love? That Iori? Like seriously, even after looking at the whole exchange from so near, yet just what kind of incomprehensible conclusions are you making/thinking right now. Darn it.
I deliberately sighed out loudly so that even Minamisawa could hear that as well.