NTR Onigashima (2)
"It's my fault... I panicked and used the wrong spell... I'm sorry..."
Make Kimocchi Waruio Die!
🎁 Reward: Route Change, 200pt
"No need to apologize. Isn't it Waruio's fault for not dodging?"
"It's not Yuta's fault. It was just an accident."
"Indeed. Remembering Waruio's death and moving forward is the attitude Yuta must have."
No one mourns Waruio's death. Not Kanio, not Onika.
"For now, the most important thing is Orochi's whereabouts."
"Right. That bastard didn't hesitate to harm people even 500 years ago, so he might already be up to something."
"Let's head back to the shrine first and reinforce the barriers."
"What about Waruio, then?"
"Just bury Waruio somewhere."
They really don't give a single damn.
I used a spell to cover Waruio up. Wait, was it Waruio? Or Wario?
'Who cares.'
I didn't have the hobby of memorizing every loser's name. I roughly buried him and headed to the shrine.
"Alright, shall we go patrol the village then!"
"Yeah, sounds good."
We decided to patrol the village.
'Jackpot.'
The heroines getting NTR'd weren't just the oni sisters. There were sub-heroines in this village—attractive women who weren't quite main-heroine level but still tempting. Childhood friend, police big sis, convenience store milf.
*Slurp.* Just hearing about them made my mouth water. They were heroines with the perfect attributes.
"Shall we hit the maid cafe first?"
"Hmm? Because Chisato's there?"
"Uh... yeah... haha."
"Hehe~ Sounds good! Go ahead!"
Chisato. Yuta's childhood friend who works at the maid cafe. In the NTR route, she gets stolen first as the number one target. Childhood friends in NTR games have that attribute where no matter what you do, they drift apart—but not anymore.
'The vile NTR scum is dead, and what's left is Yuta, the undisputed king of harems.'
Now, the only thing to think about was how to fuck the beauties of Onigashima Island in a way that'd make 'em say, "That hit the spot."
*Ding-a-ling.*
"Welcome—oh, it's Yuta?"
Chisato spots me and speaks curtly. Her words are tsun, but her blushing face is the textbook childhood friend reaction.

If I recall Yuta's memories, Chisato didn't want him to live as an onmyoji. She selfishly wished he'd just stay with her forever, knowing full well it was impossible—and that selfishness made their relationship awkward. That's when Waruio wormed his way in, and Chisato ended up breaking up with Yuta in the worst way possible.
'To not leave his seed in such a gorgeous childhood friend—damn, Yuta, you pathetic bastard!'
But luckily, Wario's filthy seed won't defile Chisato.
"Chisato. Can we talk for a sec?"
"Huh? What? Why all of a sudden—"
She catches my soulful gaze and blushes.
"T-to the manager's office..."
*Creak. Click.*
I enter the manager's office with Chisato and sit in a chair.
"What do you want to say?"
Her face stays red, but her maid cafe manager experience kicks in—she gets straight to the point.
"The barriers are down, and Orochi's escaped."
"? For real?"
As a native of Onigashima Island, Chisato grasps the gravity. Orochi escaping means the other yokai are loose too. It was an omen that incidents would hit this peaceful island.
"Who else knows?"
"I'm only telling you."
"Shouldn't you tell more people?"
"Well... yeah."
Specifically, the convenience store milf and the cop. In the game, you tell them too, and visiting drops minor items.
Raise Chisato's Affection to 9! (Current: 7)
Raise Airi's Affection to 9! (Current: 5)
🎁 Reward: 100pt (each)
The quests confirm it.
"Hmph, what? You're just telling me because you need something."
Chisato pouts. It's the instinct of a woman wanting to be special to the guy she likes. Of course she'd sulk.
But.
"That's why I'm telling you first."
I toss out a line to capture her heart.
"I haven't told anyone else yet. You're the 'first' one, Chisato."
"F-First?"
First is important. First sex, first kiss, first hand-holding—firsts mean everything to women. It's human instinct. Some folks started valuing virginity the moment they grasped the concept of sex. NTR fans are just monsters wearing human skins, male or female alike.
"S-So, what do you want me to do...?"
"You don't have to do anything big. Just keep an ear out for weird stories from the cafe customers and pass along anything that seems important to the shrine."
Basically, funnel me any useful info. Honestly, a few spells I know could handle it, or the oni sisters could do it in their spare time.
But Chisato blushes like that's enough.
"Y-You can really entrust me with something that important?"
It's not that big a deal, but whatever.
"I'm entrusting it to you because it's you."
I pull Chisato's arm.

Now in a hug, she's fidgeting like crazy. Looking at her like this, I can see how alpha-male Yuta really was. Getting all these heroines stolen because his dick was small? Deserved it, but way too harsh.
"Chisato. If we resolve this well, I'll ask the oni goddesses to take you as my bride."
"Wh-What...!"
"The oni goddesses are open-minded about this stuff. They'd probably love it."
Considering the instincts they've suppressed to become gods, it's obvious. Chisato might not realize that part.
"Chisato. I still remember our promise."
"Eh, y-yeah?"
"We said we'd get married."
"This is your one chance."
*Smack.*
A light kiss on the lips. But for Chisato, it was plenty.
"I'll do it!"
Her voice is loud, but the soundproofing spell keeps it in.
"I'll do it...!"
"Thanks."
*Squeeze.*
Hugging her tight, the feel of Chisato's massive tits is pure bliss.
*Sigh.*
"Alright, I'm counting on you?"
I leave the maid cafe with a final smile.
"Hnnng..."
I couldn't hold back.
*Ding-a-ling.*
"M-Master? Did something happen in there?"
"N-No, nothing. Anyway, I'm taking a personal day today."
"Huh? O-Okay..."
I had to hurry.
*Ding-a-ling. Pat pat pat.*
I dash home. The moment I arrive, I strip naked, grab the clothes, enter my room, and draw all the curtains. From the second I hold it close, I do what needs doing.
*Hnnnghh.*
It's coming. Yuta's scent. Yuta's smell soaked into every corner of the maid outfit wets my pussy.
*Drip drip.*
"Haaaah... Yuta."
Yuta proposed marriage.
'Let's get married when we're older!'
'Yeah!'
He remembered that promise from back then and kept waiting. Even after I learned about his status and realized our worlds were different, giving up—he never gave up on me.
"Yuta... Yuta... Yuta...!"
Realizing that, my body can't hide its excitement. Just in case, I check my panties.
'As expected.'
Soaked. From the moment he hugged me. From that brief kiss, my womb has been begging to get pregnant with Yuta's baby, producing eggs ASAP. If it'd gone on a bit longer, my juices would've been flowing like a river.
Why does it feel this way? I knew.
"That dick..."
As kids bathing together, it was tiny—but who knew it'd grow that huge. My thighs remember its shape and feel.
I rub my thighs slowly. The more I rub, the clearer the image of me having sex with Yuta.
"Nnghh...!"
Moans leak out. The scene I've longed for plays in my mind. And I climax.
"Nngiiiii♡♡?!"
*Squirt squirt!*
Pussy juice sprays from my cunt, splattering the maid outfit. I stare blankly at the ceiling for a bit, replaying Yuta's words.
'A promise. He definitely said promise.'
I didn't think I could monopolize Yuta. With the oni goddesses—the island's top powers—already taking him as their groom, what could a normal human do? I just needed to stay by his side.
"I'll marry you."
"I love you... ♡ Yuta ♡"
Wait for me... ♡
...Should I wash the soiled maid outfit? *Slap!*
'Crazy bitch. You sane?'
That's clothes mixed with Yuta's scent and my juices. In other words, the fruit of our love.
'What woman aborts a baby just because it's a hassle?'
I sniff the maid outfit one more time and fold it carefully.
"Just buy a new maid outfit."
I've been waiting for the day Yuta's baby grows in my belly.
But a week later. Who could've known.
"Nervous?"
"Huh? N-No? I'm not nervous at all?"
I never imagined receiving Yuta's blessing this soon.

"Then, let's start?"
"...Yeah ♡"
But it didn't matter.
"Waaah... ♡"
That massive dick was mine now. That day, I screamed in pleasure like a beast, not a human. Getting pregnant with the Yuta baby I'd longed for happened three months later.