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Chapter 11: I Can't Hide My Surprise That Komari Chika Could Also Become an Erotic Game Heroine.
I had created a masterpiece. I openly let my smirking face show without restraint and soaked alone in my room in the blissful sense of accomplishment.
"I finished it… Nn… A, kku."
Komari Chika stretched her arms and legs, left the computer screen showing the "posted" notification for her novel, and unsteadily crash-landed onto her bed. With her shirt and shorts riding up messily, exposing her soft stomach, she sprawled on the futon and stretched her legs.
Her bare legs rubbed against the surface of the futon, giving a slightly pleasant sensation.
"A… Aaa… A, I'm exhausted… But, aaa… Nn, aaa… Aaaa, cold cold cold!"
Even with the heater on, her skin felt chilly, so the extremities of her body craved warmth.
Her body, wanting better blood circulation, seemed to find even the slightest frictional stimulation pleasurable.
"…Nn."
She wriggled and slipped her body deeper under the futon.
It was already late at night. Staying up any longer would make tomorrow scary.
However, her brain, excited from writing, wouldn't easily transition into sleep. Naturally, the smartphone in her hand turned on.
"…Nn."
The little ones were already asleep.
If she did it now, there shouldn't be any problem. Thinking that, Komari—
"...…Nn♡"
She switched the screen on her smartphone. What she sought was the glossy world of text.
She had touched a slightly improper section inside the novel posting site — a world filled with literary porn, stories depicting sexual acts between men and women from the male perspective.
If it were for women, Komari would prefer BL, but lately her tastes had apparently shifted.
What she wanted to see was a man violating a woman. Or a woman lewdly servicing a man.
She browsed, inspected, and selected a particular work.
"…It's been updated... Well, can't be helped then."
She muttered to herself. An unnecessary excuse — but if she didn't convince herself, she might drown in the shame she created.
Everything had to stay secret.
No one must ever know what she was doing.
…Sururu
"…!"
She pulled her shorts down.
Just a little, over the small mound with faint pubic hair.
Inside the soft, squishy slit was a small protruding clit. She pressed and scratched it teasingly with her fingertips while scrolling on her smartphone.
Along with the weak stimulation, she absorbed the text into her eyes.
Monologues, dialogue, sound effects — even though the perspective belonged to the one with the cock, Komari strangely saw the scene from the woman being violated.
The description of a man grabbing a woman's head and pressing his cock against her face to make her lick it. But what Komari saw was the reverse view.
…Kuchu...... Nuchu
"A… A…! …A... Nn♡"
She imagined it. While imagining, she acted on it. Her body, warmed under the futon, heated up even more. Sweat and love juices mixed, making everything slicker.
Her body grew hotter, her mouth stayed open. Even though there was nothing in it, her mouth remained fixed open, lips forming a straight ring as if holding something, and her tongue—
"…A… Nn… A... A♡… A, fellatio♡♡"
She imagined the woman's perspective — the kneeling view of a woman being violated and tormented for pleasure.
When she pictured a male cock right in front of her, her mouth opened on its own. The opened mouth throbbed, making her tongue wriggle involuntarily.
Every time she read further, she wanted to empathize with how the woman was licking it, so she reread the same passages over and over, chewing on them. Of course, during all that, her left hand was creating pleasure inside her shorts.
"…A… Kku… A, nn…! …!!♡"
She wanted it. She didn't understand why she was thinking that.
It was dry. The masturbation she had barely done before had, for some reason, become frequent lately and was turning into a habit.
A single numbness wasn't enough. Rather, the more she did it, the more accustomed she became to the pleasure and craved stronger stimulation.
She even frighteningly wondered if normal masturbation would no longer satisfy her.
"…A… Kku… A, aaa!"
…Nuru, nuchu… Nyupu
She came. A faint orgasm, then she breathed heavily.
Even though her small body had drunk in pleasure many times, she still wasn't satisfied. There was still plenty of dry space left in her vessel.
It was natural since nothing had entered her, but
Even so, Komari still couldn't accept it.
"N-no… That's no good… A, a thing like that… Idiot, die… Don't think about it!"
The scene she had seen that time, the secret acts the two of them had been doing since then, and the thing they were drinking during those acts — the source of that thing.
She mustn't direct her thoughts toward it. She had to forget it. Even when she tried to push it to the edge of her mind, the thought only grew stronger and harder, remaining stubbornly inside her.
Komari Chika suffered from an unrelenting lust and could only rely on her fingertips again today.
"…F, don't mess with me… No, and yet… Why, why!"
…Kuchu, nuchu… Kuryu
"————...Yuzuki… Why, even me… A, no… A, nnu… A, aaaa♡!"
...Kuchu, guchu
...Biku, bururu!?
"——————… A… Aa… A… Uuu!"
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"Oh, new update… and the content too."
As expected of Komari, she couldn't help nodding. Yuzuki was in a fluffy, pleasant mood from the aftertaste of finishing the story and the excitement of wanting to know what came next.
However, the slight sense of incongruity he had felt gradually swelled larger.
"What is it? It feels strangely erotic."
It was interesting. He honestly thought so, but even in ordinary exchanges between men and women, there was a slightly raw sensuality mixed in.
There was no inconsistency. The logic held up. But he couldn't help feeling it had been influenced by something. Maybe she was troubled?
…It might be meddling, but should I ask?
Tomorrow, he would ask Komari about the novel. And to make sure no one else heard, he decided he should choose a time when it was just the two of them.
Yuzuki went to sleep.
...Bururu
Without noticing the notification from Komari on his smartphone.