Chapter 463
Chapter 463
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 463
Chapter Title: Stranded on a Desert Island (18)
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A ship appeared in the distance. That was definitely the rescue vessel. The ship slowly approaching with its horn blaring... was the rescue team dispatched to save Ushio and the other three.
After what felt like an eternity, the rescuers had finally arrived. Spotting them, Ushio let out a shout.
"A ship! A ship! It's the rescue boat! Oh... we're saved! We're saved!"
Ushio had endured hell on this uninhabited island. He'd been humiliated and even lost his girlfriend... but somehow, it was okay. He still had hope. A chance to forget everything and start fresh. Tears of joy streamed down Ushio's face as he seized that opportunity.
"R-Rescue boat...? For real?"
"No way..."
Meanwhile, Reina and Miyu didn't share his joy. The two of them had spent their days like they were on a luxury vacation. Unlike anyone else... they'd fully savored life on the island. A touch of regret colored their gazes as they turned to Hayato.
"Guess it's time to wrap things up."
Hayato, on the other hand, seemed utterly unfazed. Using his 'Inventory' ability, he stowed away all the furniture. He even dismantled the log cabin to erase his traces, then handed their tattered, worn clothes back to the bewildered Reina and Miyu.
"H-Hayato?"
"If people find out about my ability, it'll be a hassle."
"Oh... uh-huh."
"So, I'd appreciate it if everyone kept what happened here a secret."
"H-Hayato. Are you actually asking me for a favor?"
"Nah, this is a threat."
"......Hmph. I wasn't gonna say anything anyway."
Hayato suggested they all pretend nothing had happened—for everyone's sake. Ushio accepted, but... Reina and Miyu couldn't nod so easily. As Hayato's women, as his slaves... they'd depended on him for everything. Clinging to him had become their entire world. They had no confidence they could live without him.
"H-Hayato, sir!"
"No calling me Hayato, either. From now on, it's Mukai-kun."
"No way... how could..."
But Hayato remained ice-cold to the end... forcing them to face harsh reality. Reina and Miyu had to forget those days of drowning in pleasure, shaking their hips of their own accord... and return to their mundane, boring routines. Ushio quietly watched the two, who'd abandoned him, now moping with regret and sorrow.
"......Sob, sniff."
"Toyama-san..."
He should have felt vindicated... but far from satisfaction, a heavier unease settled in. Biting his lip as he watched them don their filthy, reeking clothes again, Ushio vowed revenge on Hayato—who'd toyed with them without any intention of taking responsibility. Then, a suspicious drone he'd never seen before appeared before him.
"Found them! Over here!"
The rescue team's arrival to save them.
"Toyama Miyu... fr-from now on... I'll masturbate!"
As Hayato's slave, I had to do all sorts of filthy, depraved things every day, just like a proper slave should. Masturbating in front of the camera, blowjobs, paizuri... Ugh, it was so embarrassing, but slaves like me had no right to refuse.
"Today... haa... mmh, I'll lick the homeroom teacher's pussy... slurp."
But if you ask if I hated it... ahaha, well...
After diligently performing my pervy duties, my master would praise me, saying I'd done well. Just that made me so happy I'd grin like an idiot—I was totally slave material. Delicious semen, mind-blowing sex, and threesomes with the homeroom teacher, something I'd never dreamed of as a normal student. Once I learned about it all, every day was pure bliss.
"A ship! A ship! It's the rescue boat! Oh... we're saved! We're saved!"
But... what do I do about this?
I never expected rescuers to show up. I'd thought I'd live as Master's slave forever, but reality hit me out of nowhere. Hayato used his psychokinesis to smash the log cabin, handed back our stinky clothes to me and the teacher... and with his final order to keep his ability secret, I was no longer his slave.
"No calling me Hayato, either. From now on, it's Mukai-kun."
Master's cum is still inside my pussy...
I'd gained a freedom I never wanted.
"Hayatooo... you're really gonna do this?"
"I told you. Let's keep it casual here, like we could break up anytime. Or are you gonna divorce your husband and become my woman?"
"Th-That's..."
"Right? So shut up and change your clothes."
But if it's Master's command... I have to obey. Even if it doesn't look like it... this order is his consideration for us. His mercy, letting us return to normal life. Knowing his true intent, I didn't rebel—instead, I changed into the clothes he'd returned.
"Found them! Over here!"
But... can I really go back to my normal life?
On the ship back to Japan, I fretted over my future. And in the midst of it, my eyes met Shinada's—he'd been sneaking peeks at me. Come to think of it, my classmates still think we're dating... Haaa, how do I even explain this?
Like the ship rocking on the waves, my heart churned every which way.
Rescue team... a rescue team!
Aah, this sucks! They could've come later!
Thanks to Hayato, I'd had the perfect time—no complaints at all... but these clueless rescuers ruined everything with their drone out of nowhere, showing up without a word. Hiiing... Because of them, I had to leave this little island I'd grown attached to, full of regrets.
"Or are you gonna divorce your husband and become my woman?"
"Th-That's..."
And... just like we'd agreed, I had to say goodbye to Hayato.
Hayato abandoned me and Toyama-san without a second thought. Well, not abandoned—we were just going back to how things were... but hiiing, it still hurts. He was so dependable for a student, and his skills in... sex... were insanely good for one too. Thinking we had to go back to being normal left me with lingering regrets.
"Right? So shut up and change your clothes."
But Hayato showed no regrets at all. Even though he'd said I was his type... that my pussy tasted great... He drew a cold line. A goodbye kiss would've softened the blow, but he stayed frigid to the end.
It was just like Hayato at school.
Still... thinking ahead, parting like this is probably right. Switching back to teacher mode after so long, I called him Mukai-kun again... and Mukai-kun accepted me as such. We cleanly wrapped up our island affair.
-Click click!
-Click!
"Eeeh?! What the— these people!"
But... looking now, the island affair wasn't wrapping up so cleanly.
"Rei! Reiii! Over here!"
I'd heard reporters would be waiting, but not this many! The port swarmed with crowds. Freaking out at the sight, I grabbed my husband—finally reunited after our farewell—and fled home.
For some reason... the four of us who'd survived the island had become Japan's heroes... What even is that? Scary! I had no intention of playing hero, so I refused all interviews. My husband seemed a bit disappointed, but...
Sorry, Matsu-kun! I cheated the whole month!
All I'd done on the island was screw my student... I couldn't reveal that now that we were heroes. And... I'm terrible at lying—it shows right away. Better to stay quiet till things blew over.
"Rei... I missed you..."
"Matsu-kun... I missed you too..."
"Rei!"
"Matsu-kun...!"
Yeah, staying quiet is smart... but my husband pulled me into a hug, groping me everywhere. Maybe he thought he'd never see me again—his hands trembled fiercely. And in that tremor... I felt his genuine worry for me.
"Rei, snnff... snif..."
Oblivious to that, I'd been enjoying sex with my student. Feeling so guilty... I comforted Matsu-kun, and for the first time in forever... we became one. Unlike Mukai-kun's rough style, every move from my husband brimmed with love and care for me. Savoring Matsu-kun as he gently, delicately filled me, I...
"Rei... I love you, Rei..."
"M-Mmh..."
...thought of Mukai-kun.
Wha...? What's going on? Sex with my husband felt like nothing. I could tell his dick was inside, but weirdly, zero thrill. My husband panting like a perv, thrusting at his own pace. Hating the sight, I shut my eyes.
If it were Mukai-kun... no, Hayato... I'd have cum right at the start...
I didn't want to compare my husband and student... but I did anyway.
Lying under Matsu-kun, recalling sex with my student, lewd sounds finally escaped my lips. My mind went hazy... that thick, massive cock from my student that drove me wild. Thinking of it, I clenched unconsciously... and Matsu-kun shuddered, cumming inside without a word.
"Haa, haa... Reiii!"
"......Huh."
It was worse than my first time—the absolute worst sex ever.