Take Responsibility for My Pussy!!
I stepped out for a drink of water and ran straight into Mio coming out of her room.
“Creepy bastard. Next time I’ll really make you pay.”
“What are you talking about? You threw a tantrum all by yourself over your own misunderstanding. If anything, I’m the one who should be angry about not getting a proper apology.”
Words the old Satoshi would never have dared to speak.
But while I am Satoshi, I am not Satoshi.
“What? You little shit?”
The moment she raised her arm, another door opened.
“Huh? Sis! You’re at it again? Stop it.”
“Himari, go back inside. Today I’m giving this creep a proper education.”
“No!”
Himari stepped between us and spread her arms wide to block her sister.
“I’ll tell Mama.”
Mio flinched at the threat.
“Himari, be a good girl. Move. I’m going to kill him.”
“Sis!”
When the usually quiet, obedient Himari refused to budge, Mio eventually gave up and stormed off.
“Oppa, are you okay?”
“Yeah. Nothing happened.”
When I brushed it off so casually, Himari let out a sigh of relief.
What a good sister.
I’ll save you for last as a special treat.
Lying on my bed, I stared at the ceiling and sank into thought.
Yui.
My adoptive mother, the person the original Satoshi had cherished.
The woman who masturbated alone on nights her husband was away.
A female who needed cock.
Beep.
The alarm that signaled eleven o’clock.
It was time for her to masturbate.
After her call with Father ended, she would always pleasure herself while thinking of her husband.
The original Satoshi would watch her through a small hole in the wall and masturbate to the sight.
I peered through that same hole today.
Huh?
She wasn’t there.
What?
I waited, but she never appeared.
Had she gone out?
At this hour?
Impossible.
Then I would check for myself.
I quietly descended to the first floor.
A faint light glowed from the kitchen.
“Mom?”
Yui was sitting alone at the dining table.
“Oh. Satoshi? Did you come down because you were hungry? Shall I make you a late-night snack?”
A half-empty wine glass sat in front of her.
I knew she rarely drank. Had something happened?
“No. I was just thirsty.”
“I see.”
“But why are you drinking instead of sleeping, Mom?”
“…There are days like this sometimes.”
A short silence followed.
She looked exhausted.
Or perhaps sad.
“Is something wrong?”
“Hmm?”
“You don’t usually drink.”
She studied me for a moment, then gave a small laugh.
“When did you grow up so much?”
“Pardon?”
“The little crybaby who used to cling to me and sob all the time.”
Little crybaby.
A word from Satoshi’s memories I hadn’t heard in a long time.
After losing his parents in an accident and with no relatives willing to take him, he had been adopted by her.
He had been a real crybaby back then, always burying his face in her lap.
Each time she would gently soothe him: ‘Don’t cry, little one. I’ll be your mommy now.’
She took a sip of the remaining wine.
“Now you’re the one worrying about me.”
“…”
“It’s nothing. I’m just a little tired.”
“Mom. If something’s bothering you, tell me.”
At the word “Mom,” her eyes widened in surprise.
I had always called her Mother before…
“You always worry about the whole family, Mom.”
“That’s only natural.”
“Then who worries about you?”
“Hehe, you really have grown up. To say something like that.”
She reached out and stroked my hair.
“You must feel lonely these days with Father gone, right?”
“He… can’t be helped. He’s working for us.”
“I’ll act spoiled with you too, Mom. When you’re tired, lean on me.”
Her eyes grew misty as she looked at me sitting beside her.
“Sigh… you really have grown. If only Seki-chan could see you like this…”
Seki was the name of Satoshi’s deceased biological mother.
It seemed the memory of her late best friend had surfaced.
After gazing at me in silent reminiscence, she lowered her head and rested it gently on my shoulder.
“Then… may I borrow my son’s shoulder for a moment?”
“Of course.”
“You’re strange today.”
Every time she spoke, a pleasant vibration traveled through my shoulder.
“How so?”
“Having a conversation like this with you, Satoshi.”
“Don’t you like it?”
“No.”
She laughed softly.
“I like it. It feels like we’ve become closer.”
I smiled quietly to myself.
She probably had no idea I was planting a very faint Hypnosis.
Satoshi is a boy I can trust.
Satoshi is a reliable boy.
Satoshi is on my side.
“Sigh, I should sleep now.”
She lifted her head from my shoulder and stood.
“It’s late. You should sleep soon too, Satoshi.”
“Mom.”
“Yes?”
“Sweet dreams.”
She paused, then smiled.
“Okay.”
Then, quite naturally, she stroked my head again.
“You too, Satoshi.”
Her smile was beautiful.
I stared at the empty wine glass she had left behind and murmured.
“Sleep well, Mom.”
I woke early the next morning.
The old Satoshi would have gamed until dawn and needed Yui to drag him out of bed.
But I was no longer that Satoshi.
“You woke up early again today, Satoshi.”
“Did you sleep well, Mom?”
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly at the word “Mom.”
“Mom, I’m off to work.”
Whose voice was that?
It was the eldest daughter, Airi.
Our schedules never matched, so I rarely saw her face.
“Have a good day.”
“Yeah.”
She gave a half-hearted reply as she slipped on her shoes.
We had played together often as children, but at some point the closeness had turned awkward.
“Mom, is there anything I can help with?”
“Then could you set the dishes?”
“Sure.”
By the time Yui had all the food ready, Himari and Mio came downstairs.
Mio still looked at me like I was vermin, but perhaps because of yesterday she simply ignored me.
“Oppa helped Mama today? I should have done it.”
“Yes, Satoshi helped out today.”
At the word “Mom” leaving my lips, both Himari and Mio stared at me.
“Huh?”
Himari spoke first.
“Bullshit.”
Mio’s curse followed right after.
“Hey!”
Yui’s scolding stopped Mio from continuing.
After placing the last stew in the center of the table, Yui sat down.
“How about a family dinner out tonight?”
“I’d love that, Mom.”
At my quick answer she smiled and looked at the other two.
“What about Airi?”
“She said she’d come home early. I’ll tell her.”
“If Sis is okay with it, then I guess…”
Mio glanced at me, but turned away the moment our eyes met.
“I like it too, Mama.”
With everyone’s approval, Yui smiled brightly.
“Alright, let’s eat.”
…
After a pleasant breakfast, Mio headed to the dojo and Himari to university.
Mio practiced karate and was apparently quite strong.
That explained why my nose had bled from her punch yesterday.
Himari was smart and had gotten into a prestigious university right away.
Only I—Satoshi—was stuck retaking exams at cram school.
“I’m off.”
“Alright. Don’t be late coming home.”
“Got it.”
At the cram school,
“Satoshi-kun, long time no see~”
As always, Akira approached.
“Yeah. Hey, Akira.”
I reluctantly returned the greeting.
“So how far have you gotten in Dudaepan?”
“I dropped it.”
“No! You were so excited for the NTL route. Why would you drop it?”
Just as I was about to answer, Nanami—who had lost her virginity to me yesterday—walked in.
“Tsk.”
She clicked her tongue at the sight of us and sat down.
Akira glanced at her nervously and returned to his seat.
“Hey! Otaku!”
“Me?”
“No, dumbass. Not you. Hey!”
She was calling me.
Hadn’t she gotten enough yesterday?
“What?”
“What are you doing after class today?”
“I have plans.”
My curt reply made her mutter something and turn away.
What was she saying?
“Everyone, please take your seats.”
The instructor entered and class began.
Tap. Tap.
Huh? What now?
The student behind me poked my shoulder.
When I turned, she handed me a note.
Come to the rooftop after this class.
I knew at once who had sent it.
When I looked in her direction, Nanami quickly turned her head away.
She really hadn’t had enough yesterday, huh?
During break, on the rooftop.
A cool breeze blew across the well-decorated space.
It was usually a place for students to catch their breath, but today it was empty.
Two of Nanami’s delinquent friends were standing guard at the entrance.
Why had she called me here?
Wasn’t yesterday enough? This was annoying.
“Why’d you call me?”
“Take responsibility.”
“For what?”
“What do you think? Because of you I broke up with my boyfriend!!”
So she had ended things with Jun after yesterday’s events.
“How is that my fault?”
“Because you and I… did that.”
“Did what?”
“…Because we had sex!!”
Her own words made her face burn crimson.
“I only helped because you two asked me to.”
“Ugh!!”
“Is that all you wanted to say?”
“…Take responsibility…”
“Responsibility for what?”
She trailed off, lowering her head to stare at the ground.
There was nothing there. What was she looking at?
“Say it clearly. What am I supposed to take responsibility for?”
At my urging her face flushed even deeper, and she finally shouted.
“Take responsibility for my pussy!!”
…
I hadn’t cast this kind of Hypnosis on her…?