Chapter 96
Chapter 96
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 96
Chapter Title: Sato Yusuke
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“Haaah♡ Haaah♡ Heuk♡”
“Huff! Huff!”
Their ragged breaths echoed through the silent hotel room.
Harumi’s lips trembled.
Seeing her so fragile, like she might shatter at any moment, I carefully pulled her into my arms.
“Ah, don’t pull out yet...♡”
“Yeah, not yet.”
Squeeze♡ Squeeze♡
Her pussy clenched around my cock with all its might, as if desperate not to let a single drop of semen or sperm escape. The pressure was so intense it was hard to believe she’d been a virgin just moments ago. This was definitely going to get her pregnant. Just as I’d instinctively sensed earlier that insertion was possible, I now had this unshakable certainty that I’d knocked her up 100%.
The mental thrill was as electrifying as the raw physical pleasure during the act.
Impregnating my woman felt this good.
“Hehehn♡ Ehe~♡♡”
Harumi seemed to feel the same. She nuzzled her face against my body, overflowing with joy.
I needed to let Ren and Saki experience this happiness soon too. And Shizune as well.
Suddenly, Harumi’s eyes sharpened.
“...You’re thinking about other girls right now!!”
Women really did have that sixth sense.
“Sorry. I’ve never done anything this intense with my other girlfriends. Nothing’s ever felt this thrilling.”
Threesomes tapped into every guy’s sexual fantasies, so there was pleasure in that alone, but handling multiple partners meant divided attention and scattered sensations. Of course, sex with Ren and Saki had been amazing, but focusing solely on one woman until climaxing inside her with impregnation in mind was a different level entirely.
“Really...?”
Harumi covered her mouth in shock at my words, implying she’d received something extraordinary.
“Of course. You’re probably the first girlfriend I’ve gotten pregnant with my child.”
“U-uwu...”
I’d thought she was just happy at first, but now I saw her averting her gaze, tears streaming down.
“Huh? Why are you crying?”
Did I do something wrong? Was my dick too big after all?
“Hic...”
Harumi trembled in my arms, her small body shaking. I’d chalked it up to post-sex heat at first, but soon faint sobs leaked from beside my ear.
“Sob... Wuu...”
I gently gripped her shoulders.
“You’re not hurt anywhere, right?”
But she shook her head and clung tighter. Tears trailed down her cheeks onto my chest.
“I-it’s because... I’m grateful... Hic...”
“Grateful?”
She looked at me like it was obvious, then spoke through her sobs.
“Of course... You saved me. You’ve helped me so much until now...”
“Because I love you.”
“Yeah... I love you too... And Mom... You visit her hospital room every morning. I know you won’t believe it, but her expression has changed... She looks so much more at peace.”
She couldn’t continue, dissolving into sobs for a while.
“Her face was always so pained... But lately, she seems so relaxed... Even the doctors say her condition has improved a lot...”
She buried her face in my chest again and burst into louder tears.
“It’s all... all thanks to you... Without you...”
My throat tightened; I couldn’t speak. I just stroked her wet back and held her tight. Her trembling transmitted straight to me.
“Miss, that’s nothing. From now on, every day will be filled with happiness.”
She lifted her tear-streaked face, red eyes locking onto mine. Her pupils quivered, unleashing fresh tears she couldn’t stop.
“Really... Thank you so much... You’ve done more than enough for me already... And you saved my mom too... Uwuk... To be this happy... If Dad’s watching from heaven... he can finally rest easy...”
Even I’d feel weird if my father-in-law watched his daughter getting mating-pressed into pregnancy...
I figured he’d wisely skip those scenes and only watch the happy ones.
Mwah.
Instead of words, I kissed her forehead. Harumi closed her eyes again, nestling into me, gradually calming. Her tear-mingled breaths warmed me, as if all the world’s noise faded away.
A family home somewhere in Tokyo.
“Hello.”
Shizune bowed her head primly, as if in a traditional tea ceremony lesson. Before her stood a handsome man beaming cheerfully.
“Ah, Miss Fudahara, you’re here?”
Sato Yusuke.
A student at Todai Academy, Japan’s top academy.
He appeared to be an elite blending beauty and intellect, but the truth was far darker.
The reason Shizune, not from a wealthy family, could afford tutoring from such an elite was simple: his rates were ridiculously low. Sato Yusuke charged less than a quarter of what comparable tutors demanded. And there was only one reason for that.
To play with female students.
On the tutoring site Sato used, ‘teachers’ and ‘students’ could view each other’s basic profiles—including face and upper body photos. Meant to build trust, for him it was a radar for spotting prey.
‘I’ll fuck her no matter what. Pound her pussy until it’s wrecked, turn her into a slut, keep fucking until she’s forcibly impregnated...’
If his past victims could see the vile desires bubbling beneath that fresh-faced mask, they’d never sign up.
“Well then, shall we start today’s lesson, Miss Fudahara?”
“Yes, please do.”
Oblivious to the danger she’d walked into, Shizune simply smiled faintly and took out her pencil case.
Sway♡
As she bent to retrieve stationery and textbooks from her bag on the floor, her hakama gaped open, revealing overwhelming cleavage. Sato licked his lips, not missing a beat.
‘After forcibly impregnating her... I’ll hand her off to some old pervs. They’ll handle the abortion, no hassle. Heh heh heh.’
And so the one-on-one tutoring began.
Scribble— Scribble—
Despite his filthy thoughts, his skills were genuine. Under Sato’s guidance, Shizune breezed through problems that had stumped her before.
As she focused on the next one, an elbow nudged her side.
Squeeze—.
Shizune flinched slightly. An awkward feeling passed, but she shook it off, tilting her head and fixing her gaze on the book. Unaware of Sato’s sly grin beside her.
Squeeze... Squeeze.
This rubbing against her side boob repeated several times until Shizune, pretending to adjust her hair, lifted her arm to push his elbow away. It looked natural enough. But Sato wasn’t too stupid to grasp the intent.
“...”
He watched her smooth her hair, then smiled as if nothing happened and scooted his chair closer. As he did, his lowered hand brushed her thigh—blatantly so.
Even wrapped in loose traditional Japanese pants, the fleshiness of her thighs, where fingers would sink in, and their womanly warmth seeped through the fabric.
“Um...”
At that moment, Shizune forced a stiff smile and spoke up.
“You’re... a bit too close... Haha...”
She demonstratively slid her chair aside. A silent declaration.
A brief silence fell.
No matter how oblivious Shizune usually was, this was too obvious.
Sato’s eyes flashed for an instant, but he quickly donned his usual mask and smiled.
“Ah, sorry. I got too close, didn’t I?”
His ever-charming smile. Still, Shizune shrank back slightly. Even a strong-willed woman harbored basic fear of men—their overwhelming strength she couldn’t resist.
An awkward silence settled over the room.
But she couldn’t just ditch tutoring from Japan’s top academy elite at quarter price.
Shizune hesitated on how to proceed, then suddenly brought up her calligraphy club.
“Ahem. Shall we take a short break?”
“Of course. How’s academy life treating you lately?”
The casual question thawed the frozen air, and Shizune immediately thought of someone’s face.
“Hehe, recently, a new male junior joined our calligraphy club.”
Sato nodded with feigned interest.
“Oh, really?”
Shizune’s words sped up, her face lighting up with rare excitement.
“He’s incredibly smart. An exchange student from Korea, and we clicked right away. He’s deeply versed in Neo-Confucianism too, so our talks are a real education for me. Heh heh heh.”
Sato kept his gentle smile, but at praise for another man, a dark shadow flickered deep in his eyes.
“Ah... I see. Haha...”
Lacking devotion or purity, his lust was a twisted form of affection.
Sato’s insides churned with selfish possessiveness and longing. The demonic expression that flashed across his face vanished as Shizune bowed her head smiling and flipped through her notebook.