A rush of consciousness suddenly surged into me.
It was a torrent of information, with the troublesome parts glossed over, the irrelevant parts stripped away, and only the important bits compressed. I struggled and managed to stay afloat, not drowning in the flood.
I was in the corridor of a detention center. In front of me, a girl from the prestigious Tokiwadai Middle School was so close her summer uniform was practically touching me. It was so tight, I was surrounded by fabric on my left and right.
By the way, this island is in a tropical region, so you never see anything but summer clothes.
Anyway...
"Hey? Are you still sane?"
"Is that because of the memories I was just thrown into? Or is it because of Shokuhou's breasts?"
"There's no way it's not because of me, right?"
I was relieved that she didn't seem too angry.
Thanks to her wonderful softness, I didn't fall over when I stumbled. It was helpful to have something right in front of me to lean on, even if it was a bit too plump.
"Hmph."
It didn't hurt at all, but she slapped me.
"I can read your mind, you know?"
No one suits the phrase "I can read your mind" better than this girl. I had just been reminded of the power of her Mental Out, or psychological control, in a way that was almost nauseating.
"What's the meaning of this?"
What I had seen was something ghastly.
It wasn't something out of a fantasy story, like an evil organization plotting something or a serial killer brutally murdering people. It was a depiction of everyday human desires boiled down to their absolute essence, without deviation or distortion.
It had already fused with my brain cells and wouldn't let go.
I had been shown so many things. Judging from the time shown in the memories, it must have been about a year's worth. But it was a mix of perspectives from so many people that it made me feel sick to my stomach.
"What I just showed you was a nonfiction video based on the memories of Kouhei Shintani—and edited with bits and pieces of the memories of the girl he had imprisoned, Vlad, and her family."
"You put too much seasoning in."
Just the memories of the original ingredient, Kouhei Shintani, were more than enough. It felt like a full-course meal with another full-course meal as a hidden flavor. It wasn't hidden at all.
For better or worse, though, it did succeed in highlighting the main character.
"Thanks, it was helpful."
"I'm glad to hear that."
It was true that I had learned a lot because of it.
"Why do you have a stock of such important memories?"
"Why? Because I'm cooperating with that person on this case, of course."
"That person" must mean Tatenashi.
Even so, did I, the one who went back in time, really ask to be shown such a gruesome memory? Was I out of my mind?
"My bad, for asking for something so strange and thoughtless."
"It's fine, but you're quite unhinged, you know?"
"You don't mean that in a good way, do you?"
Shokuhou just smiled, as if to say, "What do you think?"
"But I know you'll handle it well... We'll meet again, Yozuki-san."
With those words, Shokuhou left, a step ahead of me.
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That night, everyone gathered for a briefing.
Only Yukina and Akira from the middle school seemed to have had an uneventful day. Kuro and Tina's planned training had started without a hitch, and the matter with Mea turned out more or less as expected.
The only slight surprise was the rumor that the A-O Group was targeting me, but after seeing Kouhei Shintani's memories, I could now understand why.
In any case, it wasn't a difficult problem.
A clash with them was inevitable.
"Shou-kun, are you okay? You look pale..."
"You can see for yourself whether I'm okay or not."
"So you're not okay, then?"
I had no appetite and wanted to go to bed early.
I was someone who could face opponents with twisted beliefs with courage and determination, but I just couldn't accept his way of thinking.
Perhaps because our circumstances were similar, I felt the urge to eliminate him before I had to confront him.
If I had known this fact before fighting him, I might have killed him. Although that's not what happened, it felt like looking at a reflection of myself in a mirror.
"I'm going to bed."
In times like these, it's best to just sleep it off.
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After taking a hot bath before bed, I felt much better. I was sure I would be back to normal by tomorrow morning.
But...
"I can't sleep..."
I wasn't not tired, but I just couldn't fall asleep, even with my eyes closed. Unnecessary thoughts were swirling around in my head.
There was a knock on the door. When I answered, the door opened discreetly and two women showed their faces. It was a surprising combination: Asuna and Saber.
They must have both taken a bath, as they were no longer in the clothes I had seen them in earlier. Asuna was in a light pink negligee, which I had seen many times. Although it was impossible to see anything, it was the kind of exquisite, revealing nightwear that made you hope you could see through it and made the wearer feel embarrassed.
Considering that Yukina hadn't said anything, I guess this kind of negligee was normal.
The problem was Saber.
"What's with that outfit?"
I thought she was borrowing Yukina's pajamas until yesterday, but for some reason, she was wearing something so practical it made me want to ask, "Are you going for a run?" It was just that kind of outfit.
It wasn't unfamiliar. It was a stretchy sports-type wear in blue and black that covered her wrists and ankles, made of a special fiber.
I knew she had bought it during our last shopping trip.
"H-How do I look...?"
"If you want my opinion, I'd say it's not very suitable for this situation..."
I had no idea why she chose this moment to show it off. I thought it would have been better for her to wait for a more appropriate time, but I guess she didn't consider that.
"And why are you with her, Asuna?"
"She said she was anxious and asked me to come with her."
I see. No, I don't.
"S-So you're going to sleep in that...?"
"Yes. Is there a problem?"
I wonder if it's not uncomfortable to sleep in.
Maybe she's used to sleeping in armor on the battlefield, so this is nothing?
"In that case, I'll join you."
Asuna naturally slipped into the futon with me. It was a little cramped, but having a flower on each side of me was the height of luxury.
"Shou-kun, you don't look well. Are you okay?"
"I had a chance. In today's interrogation, I saw Kouhei Shintani's records."
"Kouhei Shintani... he's the same as you, isn't he?"
"What do you mean?"
I explained the situation to Saber, the only one in the room who hadn't met him. Naturally, she was indignant.
"To think such a person exists..."
"Well, the information must have been passed from Vlad to the A-O Group. It's not surprising they'd be curious. Another person like him has appeared."
"But, but! You're different from him, right?"
Of course. I don't think I would ever fall so low. I just feel sick.
"I'm happy, you know? To be here and live with everyone."
Asuna embraced me with a gentle smile. I didn't resist and just let her.
She seemed to be doing it on purpose, but while patting my head was one thing, guiding my head toward her breasts was another.
"I-I feel the same way!"
Saber, not to be outdone, clung to my back. The sound of her bed-unfriendly sportswear rubbing against the futon was followed by a pair of arms wrapping around me from behind.
"I owe you a great debt. You saved my heart. A-and... you also made me a woman..."
Saber whispered in a mumbled voice.
Hearing "you made me a woman" said so openly, so directly, made me feel like my chest was being ripped out. To put it crudely, I felt embarrassed.
I guess it's unavoidable that our values are a little out of whack...
"And you... Asuna, is this your doing?"
"Hehe, I wonder~?"
Perhaps to counter Asuna's confident composure, Artoria's arms tightened their grip on me.
Well, you know. I don't think I need to report that I'm sandwiched between two sets of breasts, but I will. It's exactly as you're imagining.
First, there's Asuna in front. Her nightwear is thin fabric, and she isn't wearing a bra.
Because she's hugging me, my cheeks are softly pressed, and my nose and lips are buried in the valley between her firm breasts, wrapped in a dizzying scent. I can hear her heartbeat, and it's beating fast.
From behind, there's Saber. Although not as voluminous as Asuna, she's wearing a form-fitting outfit, not soft nightwear.
Because of this, the slightest movement makes my back press against a firm softness. It's bad for my heart. And what's more, I can tell the shape of her flattened breasts.
And despite being shown such horrible memories, why is my lower body so honest?
"Haaah..."
The breath behind me turned hot.
The hand that had been on my stomach slowly moved down. I didn't have to ask where it was going. It slid over my pants, kneading and feeling the shape of the erection underneath.
"H-Hey, Saber..."
"...That's not right, is it?"
"H-Huh?"
Is she planning on starting something in this situation? The master of this house, Yuuki Asuna, is right in front of me!
Ignoring my inner cry, Saber said in a sulky tone,
"In situations like this, you're supposed to call me by... my name, didn't you say that yourself?"
"No, no..."
I did remember saying something like that, but this wasn't the time for it!
As I expected, a displeased voice came from the front.
"S-Saber-san? Aren't you a little too eager? Shou-kun seems tired today, and I don't think it's good to force him, you know?"
"You're the one who made the first move, aren't you? Besides, you don't have to worry, I won't put any burden on Shou."
The hand that was stroking my head was gone. It had slipped under the covers and was now grappling with Saber—Artoria's arm.
But Asuna was just as eager. She couldn't deny it the moment she got into the same futon as me.
Released by Asuna, my lower abdomen, now on my back, was firmly pushing up the futon. Down there, something was rustling, trying to take the lead and repeatedly clashing.
As expected of "The Flash" Asuna. She was standing up to the King of Knights without backing down and was putting up an equal fight.
Asuna must have decided it was pointless, and...
"Ah!"
"Nn... Chuu, rero, nnn, nchuru... "
She suddenly took my lips.
I thought I heard a scream of "Ah...!" from behind me, but it was immediately pushed out of my mind.
There was not a hint of gentleness. Her mouth was already slightly open, and her eager tongue was peeking out.
As our tongues intertwined, she used her leg to pull me closer. Even through the fabric, our bodies were rubbing against each other, and we both writhed.
"Chuu, churu, zuzo, n, churu, rero, chupa... Puhah..."
The intricate tongue play in our mouths was over. Our lips separated, and our tongues parted. A slick arch of saliva thinned and dropped onto the sheets.
Instead, the movement of her hips became more intense. The sight of her swaying her hips as if she were masturbating made me realize that Asuna's switch had been flipped.
Her negligee gradually rode up, and the peak of the tent in my pants caught her crotch. Not just rubbing, but a grinding, pressing motion.
"Nn, gyu, ah, nn, this, this feels good...!"
The feeling of the damp fabric and the mature flesh beneath it made a sensation that sent a trickle of precum soaking into my underwear.
A flushed Asuna let out troubled sighs over and over again.
I hugged Asuna and thrust my hips, only to match her. Anything more than that would come later.
"Shou-kun... that feels so good. So good..."
"Does it feel good, Asuna?"
"Y-Yeah. It feels so good. My head's all floaty. My hips won't stop..."
It was a little disappointing that she said "maybe" at the very end, but even though she was vague, she was definitely feeling it.
We were both intoxicated by the feeling of being in a gentle, lukewarm bath. There was no burning heat, but a comfortable warmth that made us want to stay in it forever.
I looked under the covers, and her stomach was exposed from the rucked-up negligee. I couldn't resist. I slid my arm under her clothes.
"Ah, w-wait a minute!"
"I won't touch the tip."
"That's not the point, ah, no, no, ah, nnn? An! Ah, fuuuh..."
I heard a voice from behind me, but my focus was entirely on her.
As I promised, I didn't touch the hard part, and instead, I massaged the whole thing.
I could feel that it was hard and getting caught on the fabric. If I were to touch the tip, the temperature would instantly rise.
To prevent that, I savored the softness and heightened the mood.
"Hey, Shou-kun. How about we get started...?"
"Hm? What is it?"
"So, you know... You might be tired, so I'll do it today, okay?"
Of course, I knew what she meant, but I decided to tease her.
"Do what? Tell me."
"Eh?! T-That's..."
As I expected, she wasn't so bold. She glared at me with an expression that was a mix of reproach and "Why are you making me say this?"
But her hesitation was only for a moment.
She took a breath and let it out.
"I'll get on top. I want to serve your cock, a lot."
With a face that was deep red but as gentle as a mother, Asuna said so.
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