In the quiet classroom, illuminated by the setting sun's light, Chisato's breathing gradually grew heavier. Beyond the unsuitable lack of oxygen, her body became more and more sensitive.
She had been holding back—but unfortunately... gradually, she couldn't help it anymore.
The ambiguous moisture in her mouth and the scorching breath radiating from his body. Her panties were wet from the inside out.
This is what a man's—
Curiosity and fear warred in her heart. Her heartbeat raced.
Chisato's eyes were covered with a layer of watery mist. Although her heart refused, her body's sensitivity couldn't be stopped at all. It was clearly her first time, yet she acted like a bitch... doing this.
Her tongue grew so numb.
"Huh~ um~"
While enduring the shame in her heart, the girl also had to suppress the pleasure in her body. Sadness, anger, fear—all kinds of emotions eventually turned into helplessness.
"Woo—cough, cough!!"
Covering her mouth, coughing wildly, the beautiful girl knelt on the ground. Her rosy face and teardrops at the corners of her eyes exuded a unique temptation. Her open clothes revealed a joyous moment, and her plump thighs under her skirt still trembled slightly.
The taste spread in her mouth and... she swallowed.
Gulp.
To be honest, when any man saw this scene, no matter how strong his control, he couldn't bear it. He'd turn into a hungry wolf, throw her down, and pour into her fiercely.
However, the boy turned a blind eye to the spring before him and the attractive girl in that moment. He stared at his status window with a slightly dark face.
His body was cool, but his mood was a bit bad.
[♡: 0]
"Isn't this not working?"
Mu Xiaoxiao only knew a general description of his cheat—for example, red hearts were used to become stronger, and the way to obtain them was... h.
But the specifics were unclear.
At least not to this extent—
"That is to say, the kind that must truly blend men and women?"
Mu Xiaoxiao finally snapped out of his daze and glanced at the girl kneeling before him, head bowed, saying nothing. Her long, light violet hair was messily draped over her shoulders. Sweat slid down her slender, swan-like neck.
Love marks were visible in the rich whiteness of her open collar.
Those were what he'd left behind.
Chisato covered her face, head lowered, so he couldn't see her expression clearly. Mu Xiaoxiao didn't care about her expression—whether she was angry or afraid, she couldn't break free from his control.
This kind of hypnotic control over the body was quite convenient.
He got off the table.
He hugged her waist, lifted her, and slipped his other hand under her skirt...
Ah!!!
The girl trembled and suddenly raised her head to stare at the boy beside her. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't make a sound. Chisato, realizing this, breathed shallowly, a trace of pleading in her eyes.
Fingers crossed her pure, baby-like reproductive organ and parted it.
Chisato couldn't speak, couldn't resist, and even actively spread her legs to welcome her master's arrival... just like a doll—a doll with self-awareness but no control over its body.
"Although your body resists, isn't it quite eager inside?" Mu Xiaoxiao raised the corner of his mouth, feeling the moisture against his little brother.
"Woo—"
Shame, anger—all kinds of emotions.
It wasn't until the pain hit that the girl startled awake, staring blankly as his breath enveloped her. The pain mixed with pleasure drove her crazy.
Don't want!
No!
But... why is it so comfortable...
Regardless, under that day's sunset, the girl grew up.
And Mu Xiaoxiao finally got what he wanted.
[♡ +1]
When the sun sank a little more and evening arrived, when the atmosphere in the restless classroom returned to calm, Mu Xiaoxiao had already fastened his belt, staring at his status window in a happy mood.
[♡: 1]
Now he had a heart, and it was confirmed. Only in this way could red hearts be harvested.
"Why are you doing this?!" Chisato finally regained her voice, the first sentence mixed with countless complex emotions—panic, fright, nervousness, shame.
Thinking of her cooperation just now and her unavoidable, intoxicated posture, her face flushed so red it seemed blood might drip. Thinking of how she hadn't shied away at all... How could such a thing be possible?
"Oh no, he released inside me. I'll become pregnant!!!"
Woo—
Thinking about what had happened to her today... Chisato sat on the table, pale-faced, clutching her skirt. Her purity had been completely taken.
Pain still remained.
The love marks on her body were still there.
"Senior Yuuto—"
Subconsciously, she called this name—the senior she liked.
Now that she'd been taken by another man... Senior Yuuto would be sad. He wouldn't accept it.
She was no longer pure.
Hearing the name whispered from her mouth, Mu Xiaoxiao tilted his head. He'd never seen this "Senior Yuuto" before and bore no ill will toward him. In the end, everything he did served one purpose—to become stronger.
So...
"Chisato, I'm sorry." Mu Xiaoxiao stepped forward, grasping her slightly pale fingers in his palm, stroking her smooth cheek with his other hand, feeling her charm.
"You—what do you want to do?" She panicked.
It was this person—this nasty guy who'd bullied and toyed with her just now, leaving his marks on her. Chisato felt she should hate him, but more than hatred was fear.
Because she knew she couldn't fight him—or that terrible ability.
"Chisato, you don't think this is over, do you?"
W-What?
She froze.
Mu Xiaoxiao smirked. "Where do you think this is? I told you—from the moment you met me, your ending was doomed. Chisato, you will become my property, whether now or in the future."
Nonsense? He still expected her to continue giving him more hearts.
How could sustainable development let her run away?
But these words struck Chisato like lightning. Her ears buzzed. She trembled under Mu Xiaoxiao's playful gaze, biting her lovely pink lips. She couldn't even utter a word of resistance.
Her resistance grew weaker and weaker.
"Okay, put on your clothes and go." Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the darkening sky and smiled. "We're going to my house."
To his house?
It went without saying what would happen. Chisato's body trembled. She was silent for a few seconds, then slowly straightened her clothes.
She knew she couldn't say no.
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By now, no one remained at school except for the occasional passing teacher. The whole campus lay empty and quiet. The track and field playground was dyed red, and the building's windows were closed.
Only the rustling of leaves blown by the wind remained.
The smell of food wafted from somewhere, reminding one of home.
Chisato's long, light violet hair fluttered slightly in the wind. Her long legs under the short school uniform skirt were plump and tender, making one want to grab them. Her skirt swayed; the scenery beneath could be vaguely glimpsed but not fully seen.
Full of fantasy and temptation.
It was a pity no one knew that both her legs and the space beneath her skirt had been wantonly played with by Mu Xiaoxiao, leaving his marks on them.
Her upper clothes had been rearranged. Her chest bulged, stretching the uniform tight.
She didn't know if it was because she'd changed from girl to woman, but it seemed bigger than before—a terrifying scale.
Such a charming girl moved a bit unnaturally, limping behind Mu Xiaoxiao. Several times she raised her head to look at his back, then lowered it again, not knowing what ran through her mind.
"I'm quite surprised." Mu Xiaoxiao stopped suddenly. She stopped too, looking up confusedly, meeting his eyes. "I thought you'd run away."
What?
"I didn't use my ability to control you just now." Mu Xiaoxiao acted like a devil whispering in her ear. "This was a rare chance to escape—but you didn't. You even obediently listened to me the whole time. Tsk, tsk."
Chisato's face changed. She gripped her skirt tightly with pale hands. "C-Could I have escaped like this?"
This nasty classmate must have said that on purpose—to mock her, play with her, crush her like a bug.
"You really couldn't escape. But what if you succeeded? Wouldn't you even try?" Mu Xiaoxiao walked to her side, sniffing the girl's scent, lowering his voice. "Or do you like what just happened? That feeling? Do you wish to go home with me? What a bitch."
"I don't!"
Chisato took two steps back and was about to turn and run when he grabbed her shoulder again. The double blow to body and mind made her eyes moist. She struggled—but why, the more she struggled, the more she slipped into his arms?
Chisato finally stopped moving, standing there, shoulders shaking, sobbing.
"I was just joking. Why are you crying?" Mu Xiaoxiao wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes with his own hands, touching her delicate skin and eyelashes. His movements were gentle, his smile even gentler. "Chi-chan is so cute~"
"..."
Her eyelashes trembled. The touch of his fingers spread a layer of pink across her skin. She gritted her white teeth and wanted to push him away, but the moment her hands touched his chest, her strength drained.
She couldn't push him away.
It looked like resistance—but wasn't.
"Of course, I don't care if you're a bitch or not. As long as you don't get in touch with other men." Mu Xiaoxiao's face went expressionless again. Even if she was just a brush tool, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't share her with others.
After all, he wasn't one of those perverts.
"Follow me."
Seeing his sudden face change, Chisato said nothing. After hesitating a moment, she finally followed—wondering if she should find a chance to escape along the way.
Though the chances were slim, but—
---
After this entanglement, they reached the school gate. Chisato saw Mu Xiaoxiao leading her to a motorcycle. The brand-new motorcycle was extremely cool. She was taken aback.
"Motor vehicles aren't allowed at school," she blurted out.
"Chisato is such a good student." Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled. "Get on."
"..."
"He really is a bad student."
Chisato muttered inwardly and sat down slowly.
This was all incidental to his transmigration. Besides this motorcycle, there was also a house—a very common three-bedroom detached house, a bit big for living alone.
Anyway, it was free. He'd done nothing to earn it.
The motorcycle roared to life. Facing the wind and feeling the delicate body of the girl behind him pressed close, Mu Xiaoxiao grinned.
He looked forward to tonight more and more.