Ch 09 – 26 April, Eriri 05


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta came back to his home after spending time with Utaha. Just like before, his house should be empty. No other rtive has visited him since his family died two years ago.After Kouta saw another world''s memories, isn’t it weird that they let him live alone without having any real guardian supervise him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But at the same time, when Kouta remembers, this kind of trope was very standard in anime, manga, and dating sims. either to make the protagonist live alone or simply to ensure that the protagonist''s parents were not present.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So they can have many scenarios to suit the writer’s whim. The childhood friend either woke him up in the morning or just made it easy for a girl to sneak into his room. Or so they could have a girl stay overnight—or make MC dinner and breakfast. Fun times.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes, the most interesting protagonist is sometimes a man living in a unique circumstance environment, as long as it makes the writer''s job easier.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I wonder if—" Kouta stopped what he’s about to say as he stared at the front of his house. Stood there, a beautiful girl, her blonde hair tied up in a twin-tail with a blue ribbon. Her hair, swaying in the evening breeze, looked shiny and golden. She was no other than Eriri.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Why are you staring at me like that?" Eriri said to Kouta as he approached her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Well, I’ve never expected you toe here faster than me. Wait—are you perhaps looking forward to it." Kouta replied while making such a stupid joke.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hah—are you stupid or what!? I just want this to be over with!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah, I know it. Do you already have dinner?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Huh—No."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Is that so—how, we’re making some dinner first?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">To be honest, Kouta''s parents passed away two years ago. It was such a rarity that people came to this house. And living alone as a teenager in that house was a nightmare. Living alone in a house full of memories of your dead family No wonder; Kouta didn’t have much will to live.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That’s why Kouta’s mood was really good. It may be just his imagination, but to see someone waiting in his home, all things considered, it has been two years.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Fine—" Eriri said in a low voice. She followed Kouta into his house and, as she had done the day before, assisted Kouta in preparing dinner. This time, it was just fried rice with a big omelette on top.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hm—This is good."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"d to hear that—since you came here. Most likely, I won my bet." Kouta said


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, just like you predicted. Tomoya really likes the novel—-he even said he will make a fan site—just like you said to Kasumigaoka-senpai." Eriri answered, a touch of defeated in her voice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eriri recalls what urred after school.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eriri followed Kouta and she could hear their conversation. For that moment—-till now, Eriri confirmed how Kouta had been always right. He used her drawing to entice Utaha to join his project team, and he was correct about Tomoya''s fan site as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At first, she couldn’t believe it, but she met Tomoya after she finished overhearing Kouta''s conversation with Utaha. In the end, Eriri and Tomoya had a long conversation, especially since he was really enthusiastic about Koisuru Metronome. She''d be having a good time even if it weren''t for the bet, but when she heard Tomoya was going to make a fan site, she got even more sad. She couldn’t believe it—


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that moment, Eriri could see Kouta with a devilish smile on his face. "Just like I said."


    <span style="font-weight:400">It made her shiver, so Eriri couldn’t help but ask her childhood friend, Tomoya.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ne—Tomoya, do you know Suzuki Kouta?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Huh—Who?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Suzuki Kouta, my ssmate."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Do you think I know someone from your ssmate? Anyway—This novel—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eriri could see Tomoya''s innocent face, so he couldn''t have lied to her. That is, Kouta could easily predict Tomoya''s mind, to the point where he knew Tomoya would create a fan site for Kasumi Utako.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta even kept her identity hidden, despite the fact that it could help his negotiations with Utaha.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that moment, Eriri very afraid of Kouta. Eriri stared at Kouta’s face as if troubled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Well then, that’s easy to predict." Kouta said seriously, pity in his voice as if everything were ording to his n.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—but you wouldn''t do anything else, would you?"Eriri shook her head while pleading to Kouta.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then, Kouta slightly nodded. "It’s fine. I wouldn’t do that. I may be a scumbag, but I have been following our agreement." Kouta said this as he moved his face closer to Eriri, his hand under her chin, and their eyes locked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I can’t wait."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta grabbed Eriri’s hand, and by reflex, she struggled, but the girl''s strength was not enough. Kouta kept his grip on her wrists, and then he stopped on the sofa.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Okay, maybe we can start now." Kouta stared at Eriri. Her clear blue eyes stared back. Up close, he could see an irresistible face. A cute and fragile face. Kouta couldn’t deny, how attractive Eriri was, and he liked her a lot. As for her character—in the memories she was a tsundere character.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Some people hate this type of heroine, while others like it. Kouta, on the other hand, had a soft spot for tsundere characters based on his memories. It could be the first kind of heroine he encountered that left a big impression on him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Some people argued that it was an abusive rtionship, but it was just an anime, so he always found those tsundere moments funny.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But at this moment, it was real. Even so, Kouta didn’t find her to be tsudere like in the anime. Perhaps because of their situation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Okay—" Eriri slowly taking off her uniform. She showed off her white bra and her smooth skin. With her fair white skin and thin, slim waist, it was an amazing feat to see. Before Eriri hands move to the skirt, she takes it off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Good—" Kouta said while giving Eriri instructions with his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—fine," Eriri recognized Kouta''s instruction and turned around before putting her hand in her bare pant leg.She tried to take it off, but stopped for a moment, and she looked at Kouta behind her. Who waiting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hiks—" Eriri wanted to cry, but a lot of things happened in a short amount of time, and many weird experiences made her brain confused. Also, there was some element of fear to unknown and mysterious from Kouta—made Eriri couldn’t have will to resist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eriri took off her stripped pants.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta''s eyes were drawn to a bare girl''s buttocks and genitalia. It was not what Kouta had anticipated. Well, he never saw one. Even, just seeing it made his little brother grow, but Kouta needed to hold his urge back. He had been patient for days and didn’t want to ruin it, by following his instinct.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hold on. Okay—" Kouta ordered Eriri which stiffened her body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta touches Eriri’s white ass.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Kya—-" Eriri screaming with a high pitch as she tried to run away, but Kouta immediately grabbed her and told her with a calm but cold voice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Stand still."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—yes—" Eriri replied weakly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta spread her genital with his hand and felt how her pussy was not that wet.Following what he saw from another world, memories, and his own experience with porn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta’s thumb touched Eriri’s genital, then he caressed it slowly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—this is feel weird!" Eririmented after Kouta touched her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But Kouta ignored.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was so preupied with the genital in front of him that he caressed it until it was wet.At that moment, he spread her slit open and found a bean-like stiff thing, which could be one thing—her clitoris. Kouta’s finger started to stimte Eriri’s clitoris.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"WHwaaaaaaatt! That—ce—that—ce—-" Eriri’s body trembled, and her ass swayed while a high-pitched voice came from her mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hm—just stand still. Okay." Kouta’s finger rubbed the clitoris while the middle finger slowly went deep and stirred inside.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hi—This—This—feel—weird—please—" Eriri pleaded; in the end, she was an R-18 doujin author.She actually had knowledge of sexual activity and may have masturbated. Only, she never experienced to be touched by other person. Also, because she was an author R-18, her imagination was wild.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even in the anime, when she spoke with Utaha, she went straight to imagining how she ckmailed and summoned goons to attack her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—" Eriri tried to hold back the electric feeling that came from her genitals. Yeah, because of those, Eriri felt Kouta’s finger more. She was conscious about it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And then Kouta licked it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ann—" Eriri raised her voice unconsciously, before closing her mouth with her hand while her head turned red.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When Kouta heard that, he felt a sense of satisfaction. He grabbed her ass and gobbled up her pussy, licking the genital that was bing increasingly wet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ah—ah—this is wrong—No—I’m not—" Eriri’s trembling. Her genitalia, which was supposed to be closed and intact, was gradually loosening. Her whole body convulses—the inside of her vagina tightens firmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn—!!!!!!!!!" Eriri held her moan as her drenched pussy gushed out juices from there. She slowly descended and fell to the sofa.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Uuuuu—Hiks—What I am doing?" cried Eriri, with a bright red face and a covered face before someone grabbed her hand and Kouta’s face came out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It looks like someone have cumming." Kouta looked at Eriri grinning.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—bastard. Are we done!" Eriri raised a defeated scream, twisting her cute face in rage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Well, I’m still not satisfied." Kouta replied nonchntly. Seeing Kouta raised his hand and grabbed her hand—before he was sitting in the sofa and pulled her in his embrace let her sit in hisp.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Wait!! What are you doing!!" Eriri’s bottom half could feel something hard poking her, and the new pleasure she experienced made her body still sluggish.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It’s fine. I will not do anything weird. My dick is still in my pants—didn’t say I wanted to touch you—" Kouta whispered in Eriri’s ear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta let Eriri’s back lean at him as he could smell Eriri’s sweat and her sweet scent. Before once again, his finger touched Eriri’s body again. This time, he went for her petite breast. Kouta couldn’t resist and let himself indulge in the softness of her breast. sometimes by squeezing it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Waaitt—Please don’t touch it like that—Auu—" Eriri objected, and Kouta silenced her by beginning to massage her breasts. Soon, Kouta found her nipples and yed on them with his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even Kouta couldn’t see her face, but he could see how red her ear was and how sometimes her voice leaked out an unnecessary sound.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Why—why—" She whispered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta smiled when he heard that—and he whispered in her ear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Because you’re a lewd girl—remember when we talked on the rooftop. The first thing, you say is that I will ckmail and attack you—which happened—just like your imagination."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—No—Not—like this—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kouta felt her nipples standing erect, and he started to massage them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ah—no—ann—un—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before Kouta left hand traced slowly heading down to her pussy, massaging it, including her clitoris. Using his finger to open her slit, let her love nectar was dripping out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ah—No—This is so wrong—Again—again—-"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eriri’s whole body shook in his embrace.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"---Haa, haa, haa, haa—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It looks like you are cumming again—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ugh—Bastard." Eriri spoke while putting on an angry face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Well, you don’t have to worry about me. Just enjoy yourself." Kouta said this while ying with Eriri''s bodies once more. Kouta''s bottom member was as hard as he could be, but at the time, all he wanted to do was y with woman bodies for the first time in his life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That night, Kouta’s house was full of her extremely sweet voice.