Chapter 450
Chapter 450
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 450
Chapter Title: Story on the Uninhabited Island (5)
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The warm, toasty aroma of freshly made toast... Ahh, it smells so good. After wiping away my drool, I finally made up my mind to speak. I had zero intention of indulging Mukai-kun's ridiculous demands, even if it killed me... but what choice did I have? For the sake of my two students waiting for me, I had to accept his help.
It absolutely wasn't because I wanted the toast.
And... I'm an adult, after all!
Sure, tales like that might be pretty stimulating for a kid like Mukai-kun, but for a grown-up like me, they're just everyday stories. He wants to hear about my first time? Hmph, as if I'd be embarrassed! As a mature adult, I had no reason to get flustered.
"Back in college, at my then-boyfriend—now-husband's—house, my husband and I... s-sex! We, uh... did it really intensely! Yeah... haha, because we wanted to! It was our 100-day anniversary! There, happy now?!"
But if I got too honest, it might shock Mukai-kun, so I stuck strictly to the who-what-when-where-why-how basics, just as requested, and wrapped it up. I could've gone into more detail since I'm an adult... but Mukai-kun's still a student! As his teacher, it was my duty to protect his innocence.
"Don't mess around—tell me properly. How exactly did you do it 'intensely'? What kind of foreplay, what positions, how many times did he cum? Be specific."
"Wh-what?!"
"No toast until you tell me."
"That's so mean!"
But Mukai-kun was a total delinquent—his innocence was long gone.
"U-uh... foreplay was..."
He seemed to know all the lingo already, rattling off embarrassing terms like foreplay, positions, condom usage... Ugh, every single question was impossible to answer. I tried desperately to change the subject, but Mukai-kun was relentless. His steely gaze radiated an unyielding determination.
In the end, I had no choice but to spill every detail of that night.
"Whoa, it was that bad? Your husband must've loved touching them, though."
"It was my first time, so... N-no! Mukai-kun! Asking about that is rude!"
"I know. That's why I'm asking. When else would I get the chance?"
"Mukai-kun, you... Kyaa?!"
Was that my mistake?
Maybe he'd gotten excited from the story, because suddenly Mukai-kun pounced on me. He forced me down onto the bed and loomed over me with a scary expression. Startled, I tried to kick and flail, but... Wh-what?! Mukai-kun's hand was on my chest. No, not just on it—he was kneading it. With both hands, no less.
"M-M-Mukai-kun?! What are you doing?!"
"Can't you tell? I'm doing foreplay."
"Nooo! Why are you doing this?!"
"Payment for the lighter."
"What?!"
"The first-time story was for the pot. This is for the lighter."
"Y-you never said that!"
It was a nightmare scenario. Me, sexually assaulted by my own student... I tried to resist in shock, but I couldn't overpower the sturdy Mukai-kun. Using that signature ability of his to restrain me... Hah, ahh! He kept groping my breasts. Ahh, nooo... I was utterly helpless as Mukai-kun toyed with them.
Right now, to him, I wasn't a teacher—I was just a plaything.
"No, nooo! Please stop... Mmgh!"
"Did you say that during your first time too? You said your husband groped you roughly."
"Mmgh?! Back then..."
"Or was it even rougher than this? Like so?"
"Ah! Haaang! D-don't do that!"
Was this why he'd asked about my first time? Mukai-kun was mimicking my husband just like I'd described. Like that clumsy first time... Hnngh, aaaah... Mukai-kun kneaded my breasts without any mood or consideration, just because he loved them so much... Haaah! The beast before me groped whatever he could grab.
The difference was... Ngh, unlike back then, it felt good.
"Nooo... Mukai-kun, you can't do thiiiis... Aaaang!"
"Come on, you like it—why fight it?"
I hated to admit it, but... Mukai-kun was better at this than my husband. His skilled hands made me feel it whether I wanted to or not. Unwanted pleasure brought tears streaming down my cheeks. I disgusted myself for enjoying something like this, felt terrible guilt toward my husband, and above all, I loathed Mukai-kun for assaulting me.
"Aaaaang! No, I hate it!"
"Whoa, great reaction."
"I d-don't like it! Not one bit!"
But the bigger problem was how incredibly, unbelievably good it felt.
"Weird. You seem to be enjoying it?"
"No! Hnngh, mmgh... I'm not!"
The technique seemed the same, but... Haaaah, the pleasure was incomparable. Mukai-kun knew how to handle a woman. That terrified me even more. Was he planning to go all the way? The thought of being raped by my student sent chills down my spine. My vision blurred as I let out a piercing scream.
I'd die before letting that happen.
"Mukai Haito! Stop it, you idiot!"
"......"
"Hah, haaah... I-I have a husband!"
"......"
"......Hic."
But that made the mood turn deadly serious.
Mukai-kun stopped, glaring at me in anger. His face was so frightening that I hiccuped without thinking. If only he'd say something... I couldn't read his expression at all. Unable to bear it, I swallowed hard... and he extended his large hand.
I instinctively squeezed my eyes shut.
Fear that he'd slap me or rip off my clothes.
"Did you hate it that much?"
But nothing I'd imagined happened.
Instead of striking me, my student gently straightened my hair. In a warm, kind voice, he soothed me. Mukai-kun, who moments ago seemed ready to rape me... now tenderly stroked me, asking if I was okay and comforting me.
"M-Mukai-kun?"
"I didn't mean to scare you... Sorry, I went too far."
"......Mm."
It was utterly incomprehensible to me.
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"Mukai, you jerk... that was way too much! I thought you were gonna rape me—I was scared out of my mind! Nom nom, if you were just gonna grope my chest, tell me first! I would've let you... Gulp, phew... Anyway! Next time, tell me what you want upfront."
"Hahaha. Got it. Sorry, Leina."
"And... Nyam, call me Teacher Leina!"
"Got it, Teacher Leina."
"Use proper respect too!"
The misunderstanding was cleared up.
Mukai-kun had never intended to cross that line from the start. Ah, sure, groping my chest was still way over the line for me... but anyway, he had no plans to sleep with me. It was absurd, but he'd only pinned me down to see me flustered.
Ahh, what a total delinquent!
I was furious, but... he bowed his head and apologized, so I couldn't just ignore it. As a teacher, I forgave the sincerely repentant Mukai-kun. Plus, as an apology, he'd loaded me up with toast, milk, pudding, ice cream... and more. With that much sincerity, it would've been rude not to let it slide.
And if letting him grope me was the price for the lighter... I'd have done it anyway. Thinking that way, forgiving him here made sense. In exchange, we promised he'd never touch me without permission again. With the pot, lighter, and other stuff in hand, I headed back to the shelter.
"Whoa! You got a ton!"
"Leina-chi... D-does that mean... Mukai! You trash!"
"N-no! Shinada-kun! Nothing like that happened!"
"Even blackmail... Damn it!"
"N-no, really?!"
"Ushio-kun... Let's trust the teacher here. Seems right."
"Even Toyama-san?! Aangh, guys! Listen to me!"
But this time, my other two students gave me trouble. Toyama-san and Shinada-kun misunderstood because I'd brought back so much. They wouldn't believe me that it wasn't a big deal—just him forcing my first-time story out of me and groping my chest against my will.
But... explaining this would be a hassle too.
Exhausted in every way, I decided to sleep early instead of clearing up the misunderstanding. With everything that'd happened, I was mentally and physically drained. But... as I lay down to sleep, tears rolled down my cheeks unbidden. Not on a soft bed, but on the hard ground. My mind had some peace, but my body had none.
"Teacher... you must be exhausted. Sorry, because of us..."
"Mm? N-no! It's not that!"
"Leina-chi... Damn!"
But... that didn't mean I was going to see Mukai-kun again. Just borrowing a lighter cost me my chest. If I'd asked for a bed... Ugh, it might've really crossed the line. To avoid any risk, forgetting about Mukai-kun entirely was best. Besides, I'd gotten everything I needed—no more relying on him.
"Toilet paper? Hmm... Didn't I say toothbrush was the last one?"
But... that was my foolish delusion.