Chapter 14
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: 2.6 Bullying 2 / 2.6-2 Mother's Heart
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“Naibusu!”
As soon as I returned to my seat, Akane came over like she’d been waiting.
“What’s that? A knife?”
He’s lost it! Bringing a knife to school now! Is he insane?
I swallowed my boiling anger and flashed a bright smile.
“Saw it hanging in the student council room and thought it looked cool, so I borrowed it. What do you think? Pretty badass, right?”
“Ah... yeah...”
Akane looked at me like I was some pitiful college kid deep in his chuunibyou phase.
...This is its own kind of ordeal.
“So, what’s up with that?”
I nodded toward Yuuki.
Yuuki sat at her desk in a daze, and her desk was covered in magic marker scrawls: “dead,” “pervert,” “crossdresser,” “gay,” “homo,” and other cute little insults.
She didn’t even think to wipe them off.
Water was still dripping from her hair.
A closer look revealed Yuuki’s half-eaten lunchbox on the desk, now filled to the brim with sand.
These guys are awfully diligent.
They should spend that time reading another pure love novel instead.
“Oh, Kurosaki? No idea. She’s been like that since earlier.”
While you were chatting up President Mizuki, Yuuki got chased out of the boys’ bathroom for being a girl, then doused in the girls’ for being a guy. Came back to class and found her desk like that. Not that you care anymore.
Akane shrugged with a sleazy grin.
Akane’s vicious side was that she never got her own hands dirty.
She didn’t dump the water, scribble on the desk, or pour sand in the lunchbox.
No one could blame her even if trouble arose.
Even though she was behind it all.
“...Go easy on her, Akane. Don’t stir up unnecessary problems.”
“Oh? Is Naibusu worried about his friend? So sweet~!”
“I just want to get through the academy quietly. Have your fun, but don’t cross the line.”
“Naibusu’s so mean~! You make it sound like I’m the one bullying Kurosaki. All I want is for everyone to get along~!”
“Yeah, right.”
Snake of a woman.
Yuuki turning into a girl was unfortunate, but at least it let me see Akane’s true colors now. Silver lining, I guess.
“Ah.”
Lost in thought, I noticed a familiar woman entering through the classroom door.
“Hello~ everyone~.”
I’d forgotten.
Next period was English.
“Hello, everyone. Naibusu, you’re here today too...”
Naiad Winzer, the high school English teacher at the academy.
Naibusu’s big sister.
And Yuuki Kurosaki’s neighbor.
“...Kurosaki? What’s going on here?”
Her soaked hair and uniform. The desk crammed with graffiti. The trash everywhere.
No one could call Yuuki’s state normal.
Sis wouldn’t just let it slide.
But even at her words, Yuuki stayed silent.
“Naibusu! What happened?”
Ugh. Here it comes.
But how do I even explain this?
Sis has no idea what I’ve been up to at school.
Obviously, I can’t spill on the plan.
I showed her my open palms in surrender.
No use asking me.
“...Kurosaki Yuuki, Naibusu Winzer. You two, to the faculty office. Everyone else, self-study.”
Sis stormed out with angry strides.
It wasn’t even me who did it.
I know better than anyone that excuse won’t fly with her.
“Haa~.”
No choice but to follow Sis to the faculty office.
It’s off-limits to students normally, so splitting up would be risky.
Better go quick when called.
...Haa~ What do I even tell Sis?
Yuuki staggered behind me.
“Naibusu. Explain what happened.”
Yuuki and I stood side by side before Naiad Sis.
I just scratched my head awkwardly.
“...Kurosaki?”
After glaring at me for a while, Sis finally noticed Yuuki’s oddity.
Yuuki... a girl...? Or just dressed like one?
“Yuuki, what happened to you?”
Sis looked utterly confused.
The boy next door turned into a girl.
Of course she’d be baffled.
The most realistic answer was Yuuki embracing a new gender identity and crossdressing.
But if that wasn’t it, she’d be siding with the bully.
“Yuuki became a girl. Suddenly one day. No idea why. That’s why the kids are picking on her.”
“...What?”
Sis still looked lost.
“Became a girl? How?”
“That’s what I don’t know.”
“Yuuki. Is what Naibusu said true?”
A nod.
“You really turned into a girl? Or did you realize your heart is female?”
“My... body became a girl.”
Sis glanced back at me.
“Haven’t checked, so I don’t know.”
I did touch, but.
Not enough proof.
“Hoo.”
This wasn’t getting anywhere.
Some inexplicable phenomenon with unknown cause. Natural.
Couldn’t dismiss Yuuki’s words as lies outright.
This world had towers and monsters.
We were Rune Holders ourselves—abnormal.
Unscientific stuff happened all the time here.
“Kurosaki. Mind if I take a look?”
“No, I don’t want that.”
Blunt refusal from Yuuki.
“...Alright. Let’s say that’s the case for now.”
“Doesn’t feel like something to just gloss over.”
Can’t force a strip-search, and even then, no answers.
Sis seemed to dodge the core issue.
Not something a single academy teacher could handle.
“Naibusu. Does that mean you bully your friend?”
“No, I didn’t...”
“Bystanders are just as guilty. Not you of all people?”
Unfair.
As I got scolded, Yuuki chimed in.
“Teacher Winzer. Don’t blame Naibusu. He did nothing wrong.”
“See? Even in this state, Yuuki defends you. How can you do this? Forgot the past already? What Yuuki did for you?”
Words only possible because Sis knew our history intimately.
It stung.
“Teacher Winzer.”
“Naibusu. Answer. Depending on that, Sis might really be disappointed in you.”
That’d be bad.
Just come clean to Sis?
As long as I skip the part about killing people (perverts) using council power?
“Teacher Winzer. Naiad Sis.”
Yuuki spoke to Sis again.
No more weak girl act.
The hero Yuuki was there.
“Please look the other way for a few days. I can’t say anything now, but trust me and Naibusu and wait. Nothing’s changed about us.”
Sis fell silent, eyeing us alternately.
Pondering Yuuki’s true meaning.
Was something really up? Fear of retaliation? Or just not wanting adult meddling?
“...Hoo.”
After much thought, Sis sighed deeply.
“...Naibusu. Can Sis really trust you?”
“Yeah.”
I get Naibusu has some plan, but I wish he’d confide in me too... I’m losing confidence. Am I really the sister he needs...?
Pretending not to hear Sis’s mind was torture.
“...Fine. But only three days. If the bullying continues after, I’ll have to step in as a teacher.”
“Yeah.” “Yes.”
“...Go back now. I’ll head there soon too.”
Whew. Thanks to Yuuki, we scraped by.
Three days, huh.
Akane’s antics suggest it’ll end sooner.
If not, wrap it up sloppily. Can’t bother Sis.
“Yuuki.”
On the way back to class.
Yuuki didn’t even turn at my call.
“Don’t talk to me, Naibusu. We’re ignoring each other, remember?”
Still student-restricted area. Safe for now.
“You... really okay?”
“Doesn’t bother me at all. The suffering’s all an act.”
Yuuki wouldn’t face me.
True? If so, good.
“You’ll come save me at the end, right, Naibusu? I’m waiting for that.”
Voice full of expectation.
Can I live up to it?
“...If you can’t take it anymore, tell me. Ask for help.”
“Got it.”
“Promise you will. I’ll help no matter what.”
“I said I got it.”
Yuuki glanced back with a smirk.
“Hearing that from you is enough. I could die happy now.”
Her smile after so long made my heart race.
...Damn it, Naibusu!
Gay pure love isn’t heresy—it’s a death wish!
“Naibusu~? How’d it go? What’d Teacher Winzer say?”
Back in class, Akane pounced right away.
She perched on my desk, her short skirt riding up.
Not that I cared to look.
“Told her to ease up. I’d take the heat.”
“But the kids won’t listen to me~.”
Akane whined disgustingly.
Bullshit they won’t.
“Nothing much. Teacher won’t get involved for real.”
“Really? The crossdressing perv didn’t snitch?”
Crossdressing perv, huh.
Kids settled on that, apparently.
Makes sense—more believable than sudden supernatural gender swap.
I knew this was a game world, and the original had the event, so I bought Yuuki’s TS easy.
Even groped to confirm.
...In hindsight, groping was thoughtless.
Even for friends.
Be careful from now on.
“For real. But tone it down so it’s less obvious. I’m the one getting called out.”
Akane twisted her lips into a grin.
“You always pick on me, Naibusu. Like I’m the bad guy. Right, Satomi?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah.”
The plain girl next to her nodded stiffly at the sudden callout.
Satomi, huh. So unremarkable I hadn’t noticed her.
Braided hair, thick horn-rimmed glasses, small build, timid vibe.
Total opposite of Akane.
Scary! Hope I didn’t piss off Tsukimiya by hesitating! Please just let it go!
Shy on the inside too.
“Yeah~ Right, Satomi’s in the art club?”
Akane said like it just hit her.
“Y-yeah?”
“...‘Yeah,’ huh?”
Satomi flinched at the predatory snake eyes.
“N-no! Right! Art club.”
“Art club means you draw well, right?”
“N-not really... Ah, no! I do! I think I do... probably.”
“Great!”
Great my ass.
What’s this snake plotting now?
“Kurosaki’s desk looks messy~ Naibusu hates it too~ Think artistic Satomi could fix it up~?”
“M-me?”
“Yeah, you. If you don’t want to, fine. Not forcing.”
“N-no, uh, sure.”
Akane’s sweet smile.
Her snakelike tongue flicked her upper lip.
Just call her Medusa already.
Satomi trembled like a frog before a snake.
Not forcing, but defy her? Tomorrow Satomi’s desk might look the same.
“K-Kurosaki. Sorry...”
Satomi approached Yuuki’s desk, shaking.
Started drawing on the graffiti-covered surface with a marker.
“Ahahaha! What’s this cat! So cute!”
Satomi drew a little cat mascot.
The adorable kitty stood out against the curses and insults.
Hahaha!
Akane’s laugh triggered others: loud guffaws, giggles, fake smiles, blank faces.
The volume seemed to mirror the class hierarchy.
EP.2.6-2. Mother's Heart
-Ding-dong. Ding-dong-ding-dong.
Huh?
Who at this hour?
I’d come home early and was doing handstand push-ups when the doorbell rang. I rushed out.
Yuuki’s mom from next door, Sana Kurosaki, stood at the entrance.
“Huh? Sana? What’s up...”
“Naibusu! Did something happen to Yuu at the academy?”
Sana burst in as I opened the door.
“Uh. Yeah, sort of.”
I scratched my neck vaguely.
What to tell Sana?
Yuuki came home ragged from the bullying.
Crude graffiti spread from her desk to her shoes in the lockers.
Doused in water, then later flour dumped on her head from who-knows-where.
No parent stays calm seeing their kid (boy? girl?) like that.
“What happened? Hmm?”
Sana pressed close, uncomfortably so.
I backed up, answering.
“Uh, maybe ask Yuuki directly?”
Like with Sis, awkward with Sana too.
Worse, as mom, the shock would hit harder.
So, pass it to Yuuki.
“Naibusu. Please. Tell me the truth. Yuu won’t say a word. Told me to ask you.”
...Yuuki!! You dumped it on me already?!
You traitor!!
“Don’t worry too much. Just light pranks? Probably.”
“Light pranks? That’s light?”
“Sensitive age. Friend turns girl overnight—wanna tease.”
“Naibusu...!”
How can you say that, Naibusu...! No, not your fault. Emotional response might hurt Yuu more. You’re the only one who can side with her.
“Naibusu. I’m begging. Please look after our Yuu. If something happens...”
Sana grabbed my hands, pressing her ample body closer.
Way older, but her pleading upward gaze stirred my protective instincts.
“H-ha. No need to worry, Sana. Yuuki’ll be fine.”
Cold sweat down my back.
Sana looked impossibly young and alluring for a mom of two.
This close physically, even I couldn’t ignore her as a woman.
“Don’t fret—trust and support Yuuki. I’ll talk to the friends.”
To calm her, I patted her shoulder with my free hand.
No sexual intent, I swear.
Sana’s like another mom to me.
But.
Sana didn’t take it that way.
Aah... This must mean that, right? Mom has to step up to help her son... Like those naughty doujins in Yuu’s room...!
What?!
Yuuki!! You read that crap?!
Share the good stuff!!
“Naibusu. I’ll do anything I can... okay?”
Sana pressed even closer.
Before, unconscious anxiety. Now, deliberate seduction.
-Squish.
Warm, soft sensation against my chest.
Sana’s full breasts squished flat.
“S-Sana? I didn’t mean...”
“Mm. I know. Asking favors without reward is shameless.”
No, Sana, that’s not it.
I fumbled excuses, but she wasn’t listening.
Wrong knowledge from weird comics rooted as truth in her head.
Aah, dear. Sorry. But it’s all for Yuu...!
“...At least in the room. Embarrassing out here.”
Sana pulled my hand toward my room.
Neighbors like family since kids—knew each other’s layouts.
“S-Sa-Sana...”
She led me inside.
Her grip wasn’t strong.
My strength could shake it off easy.
But I couldn’t.
Like hypnotized, I numbly followed, holding her hand.
Lucky perv event from this trash game’s system?
Otherwise...
-Click. Lock.
Door shut, locked.
I sat dumbly on the bed, watching her lock it.
...Locking means that, right.
Clear the misunderstanding now, get out.
This way, unforgivable sin against friend Yuuki and her mom.
But head said yes, body wouldn’t move.
Ass glued to bed. Gypsum cast over me.
Body refused.
Sana turned to me, face set with resolve.
Dear. Give me courage. To protect Yuu...!
“...Naibusu. Always staring at my chest, huh?”
What?!
Misunderstanding, Sana!
Sure, I looked!
Never lewd intent!
Just happened to glance there!
I denied inwardly, but mouth stayed shut.
Watched like outsider as she guided my hand to her chest.
-Squish.
My hand sank into Sana’s breast.
“Mm...”
Unreal softness.
Angel and devil in my head cheered together.
Couldn’t resist the magic of boobs.
“...Naibusu, how’s Auntie’s chest feel?”
“S-soft...”
It molded perfectly to my hand.
Knew it’d be big and soft visually, but touching? On another level.
Reason melted instantly.
Once started, couldn’t stop.
-Knead. Rub.
Half-dazed, I groped Sana’s breasts.
Worried about age and ‘auntie’ status, but Naibusu likes it. Good. If I can help Yuu like this...
“...If Naibusu helps Yuu well, next time direct skin contact... Got it?”
Ugh?!
This chest, bare?
Irresistible temptation.
Over clothes this good—bare? Unimaginable.
“...Trust me, Sana. I’ll definitely help Yuuki.”
Where’d “clear misunderstanding” go? Now boldly promising while groping.
My will weaker than a flea.
“Thank you...! I’ll trust only you, Naibusu!”
Her pure joy sprouted guilt in me.
Mocking a mom’s love for her son.
But softness buried it quick.
“And this... Auntie’s sincerity for helping Yuu...”
“Ugh...!”
Sana’s hand stroked my thigh inward.
Target: between legs, my junior already hard and bulging.
This crossed the line.
Tomorrow, couldn’t face Yuuki.
“Sana. We can’t.”
Scraped last rational scraps to speak, but she shook it off easily.
“It’s Auntie’s sincerity—no burden on you.”
Sana! Not like that!
My desperate cry echoed only inside.
No words escaped.
“Ah...”
No resistance—she pulled down my pants.
Full erect from groping, freed from pants’ pressure, it sprang up proudly.
Huge! Naibusu’s...?!
Even veteran mom of two gawked at its size.
“...Naibusu. Today, Auntie’ll use her hand.”
“Ngh...!”
Warm hand on my dick.
Couldn’t refuse.
Last reason crumbled to dust in the wind.
“Next time... you know?”
Her whisper promised more.
Sweet voice by my ear—I nodded eagerly against my will.
“Aah... Sana...!”
Her hand wrapped my glans softly, stroking up and down.
Soft breast under my hand.
Mature woman’s scent beside me.
Body heat from touching shoulders.
Skilled handjob.
All fueling my lust.
Best friend’s mom, Sana.
Cared for orphan me since young.
Like another mom.
Lust and pleasure toward her.
Dark, sticky guilt and taboo piled in my chest.
“Aah... Sana, Sana...!”
Shouldn’t, must stop—yet greedily accepted her caresses.
That darkness excited me more.
“Sana! Gonna cum...!”
“It’s fine. Let it all out in Auntie’s hand. I’ll take it.”
Her voice tickled my eardrum.
Already at edge, no resisting.
“Aaah! Sana!”
-Spurt! Splurt!
One hand stroking, other cupped before glans for semen.
Brain-burning pleasure—I erupted into her hand.
Consciousness flickered on-off.
-Spurt! Splurt!
“Aaaah...”
How long this blissful ejaculation?
Mouth agape, body shuddering, I emptied myself.
Sana gently milked my dick through it.
Her left hand, wedding ring on ring finger, drenched in my cum.
Sorry, dear... But to protect the Yuu you left... no choice...
“Lots in Auntie’s hand. Felt good?”
“Haa, haa, yes, Sana. Too good.”
Answering in melting afterglow.
Body floating on waves.
Sana watched shyly, a bit sadly.
Mourning dirtying hands for son?
Her pathos made me want to comfort her.
Even though I caused her grief.
Enchanted, I leaned in for a kiss.
...But she turned away, dodging.
“...We can’t, Naibusu. Kisses are for someone you truly love.”
“Sana...”
Her words pierced deep.
I wasn’t just posing as pure love unicorn.
Understood her kiss sanctity overflowingly.
Still wearing ring from husband dead over a decade—upholding pure love.
Couldn’t hide guilt that I, self-proclaimed pure love fan, sullied it.
“I’ll trust only you, Naibusu. Keep the promise, okay?”
Wiping dirty cum with tissue.
She brightened the darkening mood with forced cheer.
“...Yes. I’ll help Yuuki somehow. Wait three days.”
At least repay her maternal heart for Yuuki.
Her pure love for husband dirtied, but mom’s love—I wanted to protect.
Couldn’t say offering her body meant nothing.
“Thanks, Naibusu...! If it ends well, Auntie’ll try harder next time!”
Her innocent joy—head hung in guilt.
Couldn’t say “No need next time.”
Self-proclaimed pure love fan, zero resistance to pleasure.
Disgusted by my hypocrisy.