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Yuna was told she was a blunt child since she was little.

Since you were born so pretty, it would be nice if you smiled a little.

But I couldn’t understand.

To the point where I even asked myself, “Isn’t it weird to laugh at something that isn’t even funny?”

But isn’t it natural to ask that?

If you cry when you’re not sad, then something is seriously wrong and everyone will think you’re weird, right?

It was only after I got a little older that I realized that perhaps it was the questioning that was really uncute.

An aggressive child who is not socially adept has no choice but to pretend to be strong.

The number of pierces continued to increase.

By the time I reached high school, I was a total delinquent, and a type that could be classified as a lone wolf.

It was a great relief to not have any humans approaching me with favor.

If a person approaches you with malicious intent, you can just avoid them or beat them up.

The reason I was able to graduate from high school normally was because I got my driver’s license.

When I was riding my bike, my agitated mind calmed down for some inexplicable reason.

It’s definitely thanks to that that I never became addicted to piercings.

The problem was military school.

Neither her family nor Yuna herself were confident that she would be able to graduate from military school.

The system in which each of the 1st to 3rd graders was organized into units and received basic military training was closer to a sports circle than a military one, but it was questionable whether they would be able to endure the oppressive seniors and trainers.

But fortunately or unfortunately, Yuna was able to complete her first year without any major problems.

This is because there was a person who monopolized all the hatred and irritation, commonly referred to as the ‘torture officer’.

Her name was Saya.

A girl who appears timid and fragile is never a welcome presence in a group made up entirely of women.

This was especially true in military schools where unit-level competition frequently took place.

Neither her seniors nor her peers liked Saya, and thanks to that, there were almost no fights that would normally follow Yuna.

Because all the aggro was taken away by Sayaga.

On the contrary, he treated her as a cute junior and classmate who made up for the points that Saya was losing.

Yuna didn’t like Saya either.

Because she was the kind of woman who consistently forced smiles to cover up the things she hated the most.

Just looking at it made my insides boil over.

When did my thoughts change?

Was it when I witnessed Saya desperately repeating the ridiculous physical training that her seniors had given her as homework, even though no one was watching?

no.

At that time, I could not help but feel astonished at my incompetence in trying so hard only to get dismal results.

Was it when I covered up for my seniors who were being lynched because they found fault with something?

In the lynching where everyone in the unit joined in, only Sayaka refused to go along.

And then he started to get hit together with Yuna.

Was it this time?

no.

Even at that time, I couldn’t help but think that Sayah’s weakness was ridiculous, as she was quickly taken to the emergency room after being hit a few times.

“What the hell are you doing? Know the topic and speak up.”

I remember grumbling like that to Saya, who had regained consciousness after receiving emergency treatment in the emergency room.

It would probably be quite a few words to say to someone who tried to help you, but Saya responded with a weak smile as usual.

“Answer me! Why are you covering it up! Who asked you to do that?”

The smile made his words even sharper.

The eyes of the hospital people were focused this way, but it didn’t matter.

Saya flinched slightly at the gaze of those around her and then apologized.

“… I’m sorry. I was really scared of being sick… so I guess I didn’t want to see Yuna get hurt… .”

That was a somewhat strange explanation.

In the first place, it was strange that Saya apologized, but even putting that aside, why would a guy who is afraid of pain fly to protect himself?

But somehow I didn’t feel like arguing.

This was especially true when I thought of the wounds that were revealed when they took off his clothes to provide emergency treatment in the ambulance.

Large and small wounds all over her thin and weak-looking body.

Even the timing is diverse, and no matter how you think about it, the wounds must have started at home.

This guy, Saya, knows pain. He’s afraid of it.

And yet, he tried to cover someone with his body.

I was just watching these trashy seniors harassing Saya with absurd complaints.

Was it this time?

Was this the moment I saw Saya again?

no.

It wasn’t like that at this time either.

I was just dumbfounded and asked who was worried about whom.

So maybe, maybe next moment.

Yuna, who was running out of the hospital room in anger and toward school, realized that she had reached her destination.

Because it was at such an absurd speed, he realized that he had ‘awakened’. And what he had to do.

The next day, Saya barely made it to school despite her sick body.

I headed to the unit room where the units were gathered.

There, something similar to what happened yesterday was happening, except Yuna was assaulting everyone else.

Paying back what you’ve been dealt is a natural strategy.

But outlaws, who cannot rely on the police and the judicial system as retaliatory agents like ordinary citizens, repay what they have suffered several times over. They think that is the only way to protect themselves.

Yuna was like that too.

As for Yuna, she naturally wanted to discourage him so that she could secure her own safety and Saya’s safety while she was at it… But something similar to the day before happened again.

This time, the one Sayaka wrapped around wasn’t Yuna.

It was fortunate that we were able to slow down a little at the last moment.

If not, Saya, who got caught between Yuna and her seniors, would have ended up in an ambulance again.

Yuna’s reverse lynching ended at that point.

In the empty classroom where everyone had run away, Yuna asked Saya a similar question as the day before.

Why did you interfere?

The answers were similar.

“… I told you I was scared of being sick, right? … That’s why I think I was scared of Yuna doing that too… .”

“If you’re scared, don’t get involved!”

After I had scored a goal, Saya gave a weak smile and agreed.

Was it this time?

From this point on, did his thoughts on Saya change? I couldn’t tell.

I don’t know for sure, but after that the two of them started talking often.

Saya knows how many piercings Yuna has.

I know you’ve been thinking about getting a new piercing since you gained your awakening ability and your old one isn’t fitting in properly.

I’ve even let her touch my tongue piercing.

Yuna knows that Saya is a very hard worker.

And I also know that I’m not performing well enough to the point where it feels like a curse.

Saya’s mother, who looks so young and delicate that you might think she’s her sister, knows what she’s been doing to her daughter.

The two never had friends.

But if you insist on saying something similar, you will definitely have no choice but to say each other’s names.

When did things start to change?

Since when did it become like that?

When I saw Saya, when I heard Saya’s voice, when I thought of Saya, my insides began to boil.

I was so upset that I couldn’t even exchange a word.

Naturally, the distance grew.

Saya had tried to talk to me like before a few times, but when I ignored her, she soon accepted reality.

I noticed that my seniors, peers, and juniors were starting to harass Saya, but I didn’t bother to get involved.

If possible, I didn’t want to think about Saya at all.

It seemed to be a success.

No matter what kind of expression Saya was making, I was able to ignore it.

Sometimes, a part of my heart would boil over, but it gradually became chronic.

Until today.

A second-year transfer student who took Saya with him.

A silver-haired junior who is said to be so pretty that she looks almost like an inhuman being.

I had never seen him in person, but the voice I heard on the phone was so gentle that it seemed like it could charm someone.

After receiving a video of the rape, he went to the house of his junior and raided it.

However, he lost consciousness after being caught in a trap that seemed to have been expected, and when he woke up, his hands and feet were tied.

Using the [Acceleration] ability, you can easily break most restraints, but in this case, it was a vicious structure that would cause your fingers and toes to fly off.

I heard some nonsense while in that state.

The ridiculous idea of having her admit she’s a lesbian within 24 hours.

Even though I was in a restrained position, I could still laugh at it.

Even after my eyes were covered, I didn’t feel anything when those fingers caressed my whole body.

By the time they reach military school, there are quite a few women who are already married.

There are also many cases where women get married early because they are exempt from military school curriculum when they become pregnant.

Of course, Yuna also had an interest in sexual matters.

However, the so-called adult videos were disgusting, and touching my own body didn’t give me any feelings.

I thought that the so-called stone woman would be someone like me.

That’s why the silver-haired junior’s words were just funny.

You’re a lesbian?

That can’t be happening, right?

That’s ridiculous.

however….

“’Are you okay…? You’re not sick… are you?’”

Sayah’s voice digging into my ear.

Their breath tickles my eardrums.

A cunning action that calculated the reaction it would bring, contrary to the shy voice.

Again.

That reaction that I thought had now died down, that I thought things were probably better.

My stomach was seething.

It is not the place where one would normally think of a stomach.

Lower than that, slightly lower than the lower abdomen.

The two fingers stroking my nipples felt more distinct.

It’s not that I put more strength into my fingers or anything.

The only thing that was being touched was Yuna’s nipples.

The stiff, blood-congested tip was able to better sense the movements of the two fingers.

I didn’t understand.

It wasn’t like this until just a little while ago.

It wasn’t like my junior had done anything great.

I just imitated Saya’s voice.

It can only be an imitation.

There’s no way that Saya would suddenly appear in that moment, and the owner of the hand touching her body didn’t change either.

Yet, only the body’s reaction changed.

That’s ridiculous.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

Even though the voice felt no different from the real Saya’s, it was something that Saya, who was overly worried despite her skillful movements touching her own body, would say.

“Ha, don’t do that… . Ah, ahhhh… .”

I gritted my teeth and held back my pleasure.

I’ve only been there for a few minutes, but I’m out of breath as if I’ve been sprinting.

“’I’m sorry… But Yuna looks like she’s in pain… You know, Yuna’s been holding it in for too long…’”

What, what?

When I was about to ask that, he gently bit my earlobe.

The sensation of the front teeth lightly digging into the earlobe.

Since I have [resistance], even if I bite with all my might, it won’t hurt that much. But I couldn’t stand that slight sensation and twisted my body.

The hand that had been caressing her upper body also moved down.

Unlike the hand that was gently stroking the clitoris, this one slid down the crack and soaked up the moist liquid that flowed.

And then, moving up my body, wet fingers filled my mouth.

“’I was really, really excited, Yuna… .’”