While Taking Care of My Shut-In Little Sister, I Somehow Ended Up Ejaculating Inside a Beautiful Girl - Chapter 93: The True Monster’s Name (2)

Chapter 93: The True Monster’s Name (2)

I was dreaming.

Back when I was young, when my father had just remarried, and it seemed like the family was starting anew, harmoniously—only for that hope to be betrayed soon after.

That’s when I met a girl named Karin, who also came from a troubled home.

I just invited her to play when I saw her alone in the park.

A whim, nothing more.

…That’s how our toxic bond began.

She followed me everywhere.

Whether I hung out with guys or, in middle school, started messing around with girls, she kept clinging to me.

It wasn’t just once or twice that I found her annoying.

I pushed her away, acted cold, countless times.

I even found her persistence creepy when she wouldn’t leave despite my womanizing.

I couldn’t understand her.

So I thought, surely, she doesn’t actually like me—not in that way.

That’s the only way I could see it.

I’d seen plenty of women driven mad by jealousy. I thought I could spot it.

So, I believed she’d never be jealous of me.

Just as I treated women as tools, I assumed she was playing around with some convenient guy.

…Come to think of it, I never heard about her dating anyone else.

“Takuya…”

In the dream, she was a child, crying as she called my name.

She was sad, left behind as I moved on.

Then—

“Takuya…”

Her form aged.

From a child… to an elementary schooler, a middle schooler, then a high schooler.

Her physical growth seemed faster than mine, somehow.

But—

“Takuya…”

She was crying in front of me.

Tears streamed down her matured face.

Calling my name.

“Takuya…! Why…?”

Why? Why?

I didn’t know.

I’m just a superior male.

Playing with women is a privilege of a superior male.

That’s how I thought, how I acted.

It let me forget things.

Inconvenient things.

Anxiety, dissatisfaction.

…That unfulfilled pain.

“Takuya…♡”

“Nn…?”

Amid the slap, slap of skin against skin, crude squelch, squelch sounds mixed in.

Her heated breaths, the slick sensation of fluids dripping between our thighs.

“Takuya…♡”

“…”

My body, barely able to move, restrained by handcuffs and chains against the wall.

On my lap—

“Takuya…♡ Takuya…♡”

A woman called my name repeatedly by my ear, legs spread vulgarly bow-legged, hips pounding.

Karin.

“Takuya…♡ Takuya…♡ Let it out…♡ Let it out…♡”

“…”

It felt good…

Forgetting everything, I drowned in carnal desire, gazing blankly over Karin’s shoulder.

The bare bulb glowed faintly in the center of my vision.

Not bright enough to illuminate the room’s corners, but its soft light was gentle.

Not the sun’s intensity or a chandelier’s dazzle, but a kind light.

“Takuya…♡ Let it out…♡ Takuya…♡”

“Ah…”

Karin’s vagina gripped my penis tightly.

After countless ejaculations, my hips went weak.

“Haha…♡ Ha…♡ Hahaha…♡”

Laughing like she was broken, Karin lifted her chin from my shoulder, facing me.

“Takuya…♡”

Her hollow eyes softened with affection.

“If you hold back, your heart breaks… If you let it out and it deepens, it’s real… ‘Love’ is amazing, isn’t it…♡”

“…”

Honestly, I had no idea what she was talking about.

It sounded like someone fed her those words, not her own conclusion, but it felt so good I didn’t care.

“…”

My throat was parched.

“…Karin… w-water…”

“Sure…♡”

Handcuffed, I couldn’t even drink on my own.

When I asked for water, she repeated a familiar motion.

Still connected, she leaned slightly, grabbing a 2L plastic bottle with both hands.

She tilted it back, gulping the water.

“Mmph… mmph…!”

“…”

I didn’t know what she was saying, but she’d give me water.

Mouth-to-mouth, again.

“Mmph.”

“Nn…♡ Smooch…”

“Mmph, mmph.”

Her lips met mine like a kiss, passing lukewarm water from her mouth.

“Ngh… gasp…”

One gulp wasn’t enough.

Wanting more, I opened my mouth again.

“Karin…”

“Takuya…♡ Nn—”

She took another gulp from the bottle, transferring it to my mouth.

“Mmph… gulp…”

“Nn…♡ Nn—”

The lukewarm water slid down my throat.

Not as refreshing as cold water, but I’d heard room-temperature water was better for the body.

“Takuya, more…♡”

“Ah…”

Her writhing made a squelch at our joined parts. Lifting her hips, squelch, squelch, lowering them, squelch and slap as skin met skin.

Her vagina was a mess—my semen, her fluids.

Her pubic hair stuck, painful if caught, so she’d ditched her panties entirely, now naked from the waist down as we continued.

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

Slap, slap, slap.

…Come to think of it…

What time is it…?

Night…?

…Morning already…?

Morning…?

Sleepy…

“Takuya…♡ Takuya…♡ Ahh…♡”

“…”

After the mouth-to-mouth water, my lower body heated up again.

Sleepy…

But my penis throbbed, eager to release—

“Ahh…♡ Takuya…♡ You’re gonna come…♡ It’s okay, let it out…♡”

“…”

Like a lullaby.

In my fading consciousness, I thought that, hearing Karin’s voice.