I Came to Protect Them But Now I Only Corrupt Them (R-21)

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An afternoon blazing with summer sunlight.

I stood in front of the Chounouchi family's nameplate.

In my hand was my smartphone, which recorded the events of the haunted house the other day.

After Yamashita's glasses were crushed and he was hospitalized with a mental illness, the victims regained their freedom.

But at the same time... it was also about confronting all their memories.

I reached for the intercom.

Weeks had passed since my last visit.

The memories were still too vivid; Karina probably hadn't recovered yet.

My finger trembled slightly as I pressed the chime.

I had seen many memories using my psychometry power.

But this time was different.

I could also use the power to erase memories.

I might be able to erase Karina's emotional scars.

But was that really the right choice?

"Yes..."

The voice through the intercom sounded even more hollow than last time.

"Jououchi-san, this is Satou. I'd like to talk for a bit."

After a short silence, I heard the door open.

Opening the front door, Karina's sweet scent filled the air.

She was dressed simply in a white blouse and a black long skirt.

I was led to the reception room.

It was the same room as last time, but everything looked different.

The grand piano by the window was covered in dust.

Sheet music was scattered carelessly, and a practice notebook was half-torn.

"Um..."

Karina sat down opposite me.

Traces of the once talented girl were still there.

"I came to report about Yamashita,"

I began quietly.

"..."

Karina remained silent, looking down.

"He's hospitalized. He's become like a shell of a person, and he'll never be able to leave again. His power of hypnosis is completely gone."

Karina's shoulders trembled slightly.

"But that's not all."

I chose my words carefully.

"I... have a power related to memories."

"...What do you mean?"

"I can see the past with a power called psychometry. And..."

I paused for a breath.

"Also, erase memories."

Karina's eyes stared at me.

"In other words..."

"Yes. I can erase all those dreadful memories."

"Even the days you were controlled by Yamashita."

"And the reason you had to quit piano."

"Everything, back to normal."

A heavy silence fell in the room.

Outside, cicadas chirped.

"If you sit at the piano,"

I continued.

"You can play that pure sound from before again. You can reclaim your promise with Miss Misae, and your dreams, everything."

The summer sunlight streaming through the window illuminated the grand piano's black top board.

As if waiting for a response to this proposal.

"Don't erase it."

Karina's voice was small but clear.

"But, if things stay like this..."

"It's fine as it is."

Karina gazed at the grand piano by the window.

"Because this pain, too, is all a part of me."

I listened in silence.

"Satou-san,"

Karina looked straight at me.

"I've finally understood recently."

She slowly approached the piano.

She gently traced her fingers over the dusty keys.

"Back then, I just loved piano. I just purely enjoyed playing music. But that wasn't enough."

One note, then another.

A quiet sound resonated.

"Being manipulated and forced by Yamashita. Being made to quit piano was certainly painful. But it was because of that pain,"

Karina's fingers began to weave a melody.

A sound different from before, containing something deep.

"I feel like I could truly confront music. Because of this wound, I can produce this kind of sound."

Chopin's Nocturne.

The sound spun from her fingers, though lacking the technical perfection of before, held a power that somehow stirred the heart.

A sound that couldn't even be called a short performance.

"I can erase the memories and return to normal."

Karina said quietly after finishing her performance.

"But that's not the real me."

The light streaming through the window gently illuminated her profile.

"From now on, I want to play my own music, with this pain. But without being controlled by anyone anymore."

I nodded deeply.

Erasing memories was just an escape.

She was firmly facing that reality.

"Thank you, Satou-san."

Karina smiled.

"For helping me. And for giving me this choice."

A summer breeze blew into the room.

Dust accumulated on the grand piano's lid danced in the light.

"Please listen to one song."

Saying that, Karina sat down at the grand piano.

Karina sitting at the piano was truly beautiful.

Her long black hair was silky.

And above all, her deep eyes, like the night sky, were impressive.

She straightened her back and took a deep breath.

"As a memento of my... comeback's first song."

Her fingers quietly began to play Chopin's Ballade No. 1.

The opening melody resonated with the purity of a girl from the past.

But it didn't last long.

The sound gradually changed.

It was completely different from the performance from when she pursued technical perfection.

Anguish, joy, despair, hope.

Conflicting emotions resided at the edges of each note.

Memories controlled by Yamashita.

Regret for lost time.

Yet, the determination to move forward.

All emotions overflowed into sound.

The roar of the forte was like a cry from the soul.

The whisper of the pianissimo oozed with the joy of rediscovered freedom.

Her past performance was certainly perfect.

But her current performance carried the weight of life.

A murky sound spun from a wounded heart.

Yet, a melody emitting a light that was clear to its very core.

I listened, holding my breath.

I had never heard such a performance.

The last note resonated through the room.

Its lingering echo slowly melted into the air.

A long silence.

"Thank you,"

I said quietly.

A single tear streamed down Karina's cheek.

Before leaving, I touched Karina's smartphone, which was on the desk.

The power of psychometry revealed her true self.

A midnight practice room.

Karina collapsing alone in front of the grand piano.

"I remember... I remember everything..."

A trembling voice echoed in the memory.

"No... no... why? Why me? Why did Yamashita choose me?"

Her fingers, trying to touch the keys, trembled violently.

The delicate movements of the past could no longer be regained.

"It won't move... my fingers won't move as I want... because of the time I rested... my body..."

The soundproof practice room filled with muffled sobs.

Tears fell onto the piano's lid.

"This defiled body... these fingers... the things I should offer to the person I truly love... to the person I love with all my heart... bring it back... bring it back!"

Memory from another day.

Karina tearing up sheet music.

"I can't face it with pure feelings anymore... every single day I indulged in pleasure like a madwoman, without choosing time or place... with such vile, lewd, and embarrassing memories... how can I possibly perform..."

The dignified appearance from earlier was just a brave front.

Every night, when alone, she would break down.

But even so, unable to give up, she continued to face the keyboard.

Even while facing the keyboard, she would find her fingers touching her pussy.

Karina in the memory screamed.

"Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish!"

"No, no, no! This isn't me! Defiled... broken... I'm cumming!"

Karina orgasmed in front of the piano, spurting love juice from her pussy.

While feeling disgusted by her reflection in the practice room mirror.

With fingers wet with love juice, she began to play again.

Sadness assailed her body, seeking pleasure.

Nevertheless, she continued to face the piano every day.

Behind that wonderful performance earlier, there were such hellish days.

The power of psychometry continued to project Karina's daily life.

A classroom scene.

In the very back seat by the window, she desperately tried to concentrate on the lesson.

But the hand clenched under the desk trembled, and her fingertips naturally reached for her pussy.

"Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish!"

"Even during class... to do something like this... what should I do?"

A small whispered voice.

Break time.

Casual conversations among classmates.

"Why don't you play the piano at the next culture festival?"

"Karina-chan is good, right?"

"Are you completely recovered from your poor health?"

Each of those words cut her like a knife.

After school, in the empty classroom.

She collapsed onto her desk, orgasming.

Her shoulders trembled slightly.

"Why... why this body... why can't I be satisfied?"

Her uniform sleeves became wet with tears.

A body that could not be satisfied no matter how many times she orgasmed from masturbation.

Even at home, there was no place to rest.

In her own bed, she opened her smartphone, and SNS showed cheerful posts from friends.

Scenes from piano recitals.

Competition results.

Her eyes welled up as she stared at the screen.

"I want to stop feeling this way..."

As if to distract herself, her fingers went into her pussy.

"Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish!"

She moved her fingers in and out violently, climaxing madly.

"Ahh!"

The bathroom.

Even soaking in the bathtub, her mind found no rest.

Rather, the silence of being alone summoned a flood of memories.

While applying a strong stream of shower water to her clitoris, she inserted three fingers into her pussy.

"Splash-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish!"

"I want to stop... but I can't... even like this, it doesn't reach deep enough... ahh, deeper, ohh!"

"Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle-gurgle!"

Drops from her hair mingled with tears.

She convulsed violently and ejaculated while urinating.

Memories flooded in without end.

I took my hand off the smartphone.

My throat tightened.

Her dignified words of resolve from earlier.

The determination that "this pain, too, is all a part of me."

How much anguish had those words been born from?

Outside, cicadas chirped.

In this hot summer sunlight, she was still fighting those days alone.

"You've suffered. I'm sorry. I saw your memories."

I said quietly.

"Eh? Just now? How much of my memory?"

"You don't have to be strong anymore."

In front of the grand piano, Karina's shoulders trembled.

I chose my words carefully.

"Yamashita is completely broken. He'll never return."

At that moment, Karina's floodgates broke.

Large tears fell onto the keys.

"Indeed... being controlled by him was painful."

Her voice trembled.

"But... but..."

Karina stood up and touched the grand piano.

She gently traced her fingers over the glossy ebony lid.

"In front of this piano, on his lap, with his penis inserted, while being hugged, I was playing."

I listened in silence.

"During the performance, he poked me many times, saying, 'Your tightness is wonderful,' and 'Your moans are like an angel's voice.'"

Tears wouldn't stop.

"Surely... even though I was manipulated. I, even for a temporary time... he was my first lover, I understand it in my head. It was all because of the hypnosis. But now that I'm free, I understand, my heart and my body..."

"In this room,"

Karina stood by the window, looking outside.

"Every time he came, we had sex while I played the piano."

Memories resurfaced like a revolving lantern.

"My parents welcomed him greatly, saying, 'It's rare to find such a polite young man.' He played shogi with my father. He baked sweets with my mother..."

She looked at the shelf where family photos were displayed.

"When we went to a restaurant as a family, his hand reached under the table, and in front of my parents, he teased my pussy a lot, and I orgasmed in front of my parents..."

Her voice choked up.

"When we went to the amusement park, we had sex in the Ferris wheel. Anywhere, anytime, whenever he wanted, regardless of place or time, we had sex."

Karina turned to face me.

Her face was a mess of tears.

"I know. It was all hypnosis, but... but... he loved me, he loved me. Even if it was a lie..."

I was speechless.

Perhaps this was the real reason she couldn't erase her memories.

If it was just hatred, it could be erased.

If it was just suffering, it could be erased.

But memories mixed with affection...

Those couldn't be easily erased from a person's heart.

Only Karina's sobs echoed in the room.

Overly complex feelings, unerasable memories, and questions with no eternal answers filled this room.

"I'm sorry,"

All I could say was that.

I made up my mind and stepped forward.

"All I can do is overwrite it."

I told her in a trembling voice.

"His love, with my love..."

Karina's expression stiffened.

"No!"

Her voice rang out with unexpected force.

"You're different from Yamashita-kun!"

I held my breath.

"He was..."

A nostalgic light entered Karina's eyes.

"More compact, delicate... someone who understood my feelings... a cute person."

My 195cm physique suddenly felt like a burden.

"My feelings are..."

Words caught in my throat.

"Unacceptable?"

"Yes."

A cold light appeared in Karina's eyes.

"I'm scared of big men like you, and they're not my type. In fact, I hate them."

Those words pierced my chest like a knife.

"I see..."

I said, struggling.

"But Yamashita also manipulated you with hypnosis, wasn't it forced?"

"It might have been hypnosis."

Karina's voice softened.

"But he was always kind."

There was a clear light in her eyes.

The reason she refused to erase her memories.

Was it to protect this feeling?

I approached Karina.

My large shadow fell on the floor, seemingly engulfing Karina.

"Stop! Don't come any closer!"

Karina's scream echoed in the practice room.

I came to my senses and quickly put some distance between us.

"You're the worst..."

Karina's voice trembled.

She hugged herself with both arms, as if protecting herself.

"You... you're also an ability user, aren't you?"

Her eyes mixed with anger and disappointment.

"You just came here and want me to accept you? How arrogant, completely unlike delicate Ginta-kun..."

I was speechless.

Realizing the foolishness of what I was about to do,

A chill ran down my spine.

"A vile man..."

Karina's voice was icy cold.

"Did you think you saved me? That a hero's appearance would make me like you?"

My heart felt like it was tearing apart.

I... I...

"Go home."

Karina said in a trembling voice.

"Never come again."

With a desperate feeling, I approached her.

Karina's open hand immediately struck my cheek.

Then, a kick came flying.

At 195 cm and 120 kg, I barely felt any physical pain.

But my heart.

My heart felt like it was tearing apart.

Her resistance was real.

Not hypnosis, not acting.

Pure rejection.

Pure disgust.

"You must..."

I gave a bitter smile.

"Really hate me, huh?"

"Did you finally understand? I really hate crude people, and selfish people who can't empathize with others are the worst."

Karina's voice was tinged with cold anger.

She hugged her body with trembling hands.

"Yeah... I get it."

I answered quietly.

"That I'm the worst, most terrible person."

Karina stood in front of the grand piano.

"I can erase all of these memories... even Yamashita's memories, you know?"

My final proposal.

But it was merely an excuse.

Just to cancel out my mistakes, my confession of feelings, the rejection, all my sins.

"It's alright now."

I quietly took a step forward.

"I'll erase all your painful memories for you."

"Don't come near me!"

Karina recoiled.

Her back hit the piano, losing her escape route.

"It's okay."

One more step.

"You'll forget about Yamashita, and about today, everything."

"No! Don't touch me!"

Real fear appeared in Karina's eyes.

"I hate you! You're the worst! You're different from Yamashita-kun, you're a beast! A barbarian! Pretending to be a savior, how despicable!"

Still, I approached.

"Ignoring my feelings, just trying to erase my memories on your own! What do you understand!"

"You don't understand people's hearts, you're just a giant monster! A beast! Don't trample on my pure feelings!"

Large tears overflowed from Karina's eyes.

"Please... don't come..."

Her voice trembled.

"Don't break my heart anymore... my memories are mine, even if they're painful, even if they're hard... this is me... I won't let someone like you... erase my precious feelings!"

My hand was about to reach Karina.

"You pervert!! Monster!!!"

That scream tore through my heart.

"I was going to keep quiet. A monster, you say? Do you know that memory, the memory of a monster named Yamashita?"

My voice echoed low in the practice room.

"What are you talking about?"

Karina's expression froze.

"Do you know?"

I took a step forward.

"That there are many other victims of Yamashita besides you?"

"...What are you talking about?"

Karina's voice trembled.

"Misaki."

"Reiko."

"Ryoko."

I uttered each name, as if chewing on them.

"My precious people. They are all victims of Yamashita."

The color drained from Karina's face.

"They suffered terribly when their memories returned."

My voice gradually grew stronger.

"So much so that they considered suicide."

Karina's shoulders trembled as she leaned against the piano.

"That's... a lie... besides me?"

"Knowing even Yamashita's actions,"

I continued relentlessly.

"Do you still claim to love Yamashita?"

Tears welled up in Karina's eyes.

"But... but... he's better than you."

She retorted in a trembling voice, still.

"I think he's many times better than you."

I was speechless at those words.

My heart was gouged out.

Me, more than Yamashita?

To Yamashita?

"I was going to keep quiet. I wasn't going to show you. But if you're going to say that, then look. I can save the memories I've seen as videos on my smartphone."

I took out my smartphone.

"Please don't tell anyone. It's everyone's privacy."

Karina nodded silently.

The first footage.

After school.

Misaki being manipulated by Yamashita.

Her hollow eyes.

Forced defecation.

Training in front of the entire student body at the student assembly.

Orgasm.

Numerous acts with Misaki in the equipment storage room.

"..."

Karina's face turned pale.

Next footage.

Filming Reiko and Ryoko defecating in a multi-purpose restroom.

The darkness of the bushes in the amusement park.

Reiko and Ryoko.

Their screams.

Beast-like roars.

Yamashita's cold smile.

"Stop..."

A trembling voice.

Hospital footage.

Dr. Oyama's examination room.

Her in a white coat and Yamashita.

Oyama breaking off the engagement.

Her fiancé speechless at Oyama's words.

"Lie..."

Karina covered her face.

"It's a lie... that he was doing such things."

"To me..."

She continued, her voice tearful.

"He was so kind to me..."

"See?"

I said quietly.

"He's the real monster."

Karina's expression changed completely.

A flame of anger lit up in her tear-filled eyes.

"You're plenty of a monster too!"

A shouting voice.

"Showing me such footage..."

Her voice echoed in the practice room.

"Do you want to break me? What do you want to achieve by showing me this! Do you want to defile my precious memories too?"

I froze at those words.

Indeed.

Showing the truth can sometimes be the greatest violence.

Karina's trembling finger pointed at the smartphone.

"You! Using your abilities! Not just trampling on people's hearts!"

Karina's tears flowed endlessly.

By knowing the truth, her heart was wounded even deeper.

But more than that, I was also wounded.

"Did you really come here to help me? To make me accept you? Was that your intention from the start? It's vulgar to pretend to be a hero and try to win a woman's heart."

Her words pierced my wounded heart even further.

The darkness within me exploded.

"To tell you the truth..."

My voice trembled.

There was no need to hide anymore.

"When I came here last time, I saw your and Yamashita's footage, and I've watched it over and over again..."

Karina's hand gripped the piano's lid.

Her finger joints stood out white.

"The sight of you smiling and snuggling up to him in bed after the act. The moment you orgasmed while playing the piano with his penis inserted on his lap. You also had sex in the restaurant's restroom together when you were with your parents."

"Everything, over and over..."

With each confession, Karina's expression froze like ice.

"I was jealous."

Words overflowed like a broken dam.

"Of Yamashita's ability. Of him, who loved and was loved by you."

The shadow of the grand piano fell between us.

"That's why I came to see you. I'm the one who freed you from Yamashita... you'll accept me, won't you?"

"Are you stupid?"

Karina's voice was a mix of exasperation, anger, and fear.

"Your body is big, but your brain is truly tiny."

Those words pierced my chest like a knife.

"People's hearts,"

"A woman's heart,"

"You don't understand anything."

Karina took a step back.

In that gesture, instinctive fear seeped out.

As if taking distance from a dangerous wild beast.

"Sad giant."

"Monster."

"Of course I won't accept you."

She said in a trembling voice, yet with strong will.

"Rather... you're too scary. Peeking into my memories, seeing our precious times, private memories, over and over... it's disgusting."

Karina looked at me with eyes as if I were filth.

At that moment, I understood everything.

That I would never be accepted by her.

"Why..."

My voice echoed low in the practice room.

Emotions were losing control.

"Why?!"

At my sudden scream, Karina flinched.

Her back hit the grand piano, losing her escape route.

"Don't move..."

Karina's voice trembled.

"Please... don't come closer..."

But my heart would no longer listen.

My reason was disappearing somewhere.

Karina's desperate resistance.

Her small body rejected me with all its might.

"Stop!!"

Her scream echoed in the practice room.

Pure terror seeped into that voice.

I understood painfully who I was.

A monster.

That was my current form.

"Why... are you doing this..."

Karina asked, her voice trembling.

"Because you're too cute. I couldn't stand just watching."

"Stop! Help!"

Karina desperately squirmed, indicating her will to reject.

"It's okay, don't be scared."

I spoke gently as I slowly approached.

"No! Don't come!"

Fear appeared in Karina's eyes.

"No! Stop!"

Karina resisted desperately.

But her strength was weak.

"You were whimpering madly with Yamashita's dick, weren't you?"

"No... I don't want to go back... to that self..."

"Do you really think that? Isn't your body craving it?"

"No! I..."

As if to cut off her words, I pressed my lips against hers.

My tongue forcibly invaded her mouth.

Searching around her mouth.

Her resisting power gradually weakened.

"Hmph... mmm..."

A sweet sound began to leak out.

"See, your body is honest."

Saying that, I took off her blouse, revealing beautiful breasts encased in a white bra.

When I removed the bra, the pink nipples at their tips were already hard and erect.

"No... stop..."

As I lifted her black long skirt further, black panties came into view.

Gently sliding my hand in, a warm body temperature along with a wet sensation was conveyed.

(Wet...)

The soft, slippery sensation of her pussy was transmitted to my fingertips.

"Ah! No! Stop!"

I reached for her panties and pulled them down in one go.

Lifting Karina's unwilling legs, I brought my face close to her open crotch.

"No! Don't look!"

"I masturbated countless times. While watching your videos! But videos don't convey the smell or taste!"

"No!"

Karina's raw pussy, seen for the first time.

There was no hair, and a cute pink slit was opening.

A pink fleshy wall spread out to fill my vision.

Beautiful like a flower.

At its center was a small, cute clitoris.

"Haa... haa..."

I took a deep breath and made up my mind.

And then, I put my mouth on it with all my might.

"Mmm... slurp-slurp-slurp..."

"Ah! No!"

Her body jolted.

Her voice echoed throughout the room.

The first taste of Karina.

A faint bitterness and an indescribably sweet taste.

I could feel Karina's body temperature directly.

I felt as if I was directly sucking her life force.

"Kyaaah! Stop! What are you doing! Stop it!"

Karina desperately squirmed and resisted.

But her thin limbs couldn't overcome my strength.

The cute pink clitoris was throbbing hard in my mouth.

"Mmm... ahh... stop..."

Next, I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and underwear in one swift motion.

My dick was exposed.

It was already rock hard.

"Hiccup... stop... please stop already!"

Karina struggled desperately.

But her body was reacting.

Love juice flowed increasingly from her pussy.

"See, you're already this wet, you naughty girl."

While sucking with my mouth, I relentlessly stimulated her clitoris with my tongue.

"Ah... huh... ugh..."

Karina seemed to have no strength left to resist.

Her beautiful face contorted in pleasure.

"Just be honest. You really love feeling good, don't you? I know, you've been masturbating like crazy every day."

"Squelch!"

"No... I'm... ugh... your fingers are too thick..."

She tried to deny it, but her body was honest.

When I inserted my finger, she easily accepted it.

A warm, wet pussy.

Every time I moved my finger, Karina-chan's body reacted.

"Hah! Ah! No!"

Karina-chan resisted desperately, but she seemed to have no strength.

I gradually increased the intensity.

"Pop-squish-pop-squish-pop-squish-pop-squish!"

The sound of fingers going in and out echoed throughout the room.

"No! Please! Stop it! Ah! Not there... no... kyaaa!"

"Your pussy looks really good. It's so wet, and my dick is twitching, wanting to go in."

"No... please... stop..."

Her words echoed hollowly in the room.

Slippery love juice entwined around my fingers, penetrating deep inside.

"Kyaa!"

"Come on, try moving your hips yourself?"

"No... stop..."

Karina desperately shook her head, but her body was honest.

She naturally lifted her hips, starting to seek my fingers.

"Ah! Ah! Why... why am I moving..."

"Good girl. Alright, I'll go a little harder."

I bent my finger, rubbing against the inner wall.

Karina's voice rose even higher.

"Gush-gush-gush!"

"Ahh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

With a big jerk of her body, Karina reached orgasm.

A large amount of liquid spurted from Karina's crotch.

Of course, it wasn't pee.

It was love juice that indicated Karina's sensitivity.

During that time, my fingers didn't stop.

Again and again, I stirred Karina's private parts.

"Ah! Ah! No more... please... let me rest..."

"It's just begun. I'm going to mess up your pussy with my dick now."

I propped Karina-chan up into a face-to-face sitting position and brought my dick close to her slippery pussy entrance.

Transparent precum dripped from the tip.

"No! What is that! It's too big! No way! Stop! Help... someone!"

Karina screamed desperately.

But today was a holiday, and her family wasn't home.

No help would come to the soundproof practice room.

"No! Stop! No, no, no! This is wrong! No... that won't fit..."

Karina sobbed.

Her voice was a cry from the bottom of her heart.

But the emotions swirling inside me wouldn't stop.

"I hate this... I hate this!"

Karina desperately squirmed.

But I showed no mercy.

I ground my dick against her.

A slippery sensation was conveyed.

Soft pussy flesh gently enveloped the glans.

And then, slowly, I thrust in.

"Hiccup! Ugh! Ohh!"

Karina arched her back.

I inserted my dick little by little.

The slippery vaginal wall intertwined around my dick and writhed.

The tight yet warm and wet sensation was comfortable.

"No! Stop! It's too thick!"

Karina's voice, orgasming repeatedly, echoed through the room.

Karina convulsed.

Still, I wouldn't stop.

"Ah... stop..."

Karina's body jolted.

She tried desperately to escape by bending and straightening her knees, but it was useless.

Her body reacted on its own, beginning to be swallowed by pleasure.

"See, you're feeling it."

I whispered into Karina's ear.

"I'm going to dye your body in my colors."

"No... help..."

Large tears streamed from Karina's eyes.

But even so, her body must have instinctively craved it.

Her vaginal walls squeezed my dick tightly.

"Ah... ah... ahh!"

Karina-chan's voice grew louder.

Her body trembled violently.

She must have come lightly dozens of times.

"I'll go in and out shallowly."

I slowly began thrusting.

Making squishy sounds, I thrust deep.

"Ah! Stop! Ah! Forgive me! Ahhh! Help!"

Karina screamed desperately.

But I wouldn't stop.

I continued thrusting with violent intensity.

Love juice overflowed from her pussy.

"No! Stop it! I'm going to become weird!"

But the madness within me wouldn't stop.

"It's pretty loose inside now! I'm going to go deeper!"

"No! Lie! Not all of it yet, ahhhhhh!"

Feeling the glans hit her cervix, I thrust in all at once.

"Ahh... deep... it's deep... it's reaching where it shouldn't... kyaaaaa!"

Large tears streamed from Karina's eyes.

But even so, I wouldn't stop.

Listening to her beautiful voice, I continued thrusting mindlessly.

"I'm sorry!! Please forgive me!! I lied about hating you! ...I like you... I love you... so... help me... forgive me! Stop it! I'm going crazy! I'm going to go crazy!"

"See? You actually love dick, not Yamashita. And the acts you were controlled to do by hypnosis, you craved dick. Even now, your dick feels so good, doesn't it?"

"Stop! Don't say it!"

Desperate words.

But I didn't answer.

I only pursued my own pleasure.

I concentrated all my nerves and began thrusting.

Gradually increasing speed, I thrust my hips in a steady rhythm.

"Hiccup! Ah! Stop! I'm going to die! I'm going to go crazy from cumming too much!"

Karina, messy with tears and snot, desperately refused.

Her voice was almost a scream now.

(This... this is rape.)

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"Ah! Don't let it out! Don't let it out inside me!"

The limit approached.

I unleashed the final thrust.

"Hiccup! Ahhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! It's coming out!"

Karina's vagina tightened sharply.

At the same time, her body jolted violently.

A tremendous scream.

At the same time, a large amount of semen was released.

"Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt-squirt-squirt!"

"Ahh... it's coming out... it's coming out inside me... hiccup... hiccup... ugh..."

"Wow! Amazing..."

Thick, whitish liquid overflowed from Karina's cervix.

That sight dominated my mind with tremendous destructive power.

With a sense of accomplishment, I gradually regained my composure.

But the passion that had been in my head all day had not completely disappeared.

Her pussy, messy with white fluid, twitched as if begging for me.

This time, I changed positions to doggy style.

I lifted Karina's slender body with both hands and reinserted my dick into her pussy.

"Hiccup... ahh, stop already... please..."

She looked up at me with a pathetic expression, her breathing ragged.

"No. Today, I'm going to thoroughly train you."

I inserted my dick again.

"Whoa! Stop... ahh!"

I continued thrusting my hips rhythmically, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.

"Ahh! Ohhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Stop!"

Karina screamed.

But I wouldn't stop.

I continued thrusting even more intensely.

"Thud-thud-thud-thud!"

"Hiccup! Ahh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"Good... go!"

I continued thrusting my hips rhythmically, bang-bang-bang-bang-bang.

"Ahhhhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Ohhh! It feels too good!"

Having reached orgasm again, Karina's body convulsed violently.

Still, I continued thrusting.

"Squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish-squish!"

"Whoa! Stop already! I'm at my limit! Ahhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Even as she orgasmed repeatedly, I didn't pull out my dick.

Instead, I relentlessly stimulated her cute nipples with my mouth again.

"Hiccup... ahh, no more... please forgive me!"

A faint voice echoed throughout the room.

But my rampage wouldn't stop.

After that, I continued to make Karina-chan climax many more times.

Karina-chan's eyes rolled back, but occasionally she would respond with a small reaction.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang!"

"Haa... haa... I can't anymore... please..."

Her words were slurred.

But I continued thrusting regardless.

Gradually, Karina-chan's breathing became ragged, and her body began to convulse violently.

"Squirt-squirt-squirt-squirt-squirt-squirt!"

"It's coming! It's coming! It's coming out!"

I mustered my last strength and released my semen.

At the same time, her body gave one last big jump, gushing out a tremendous amount of love juice.

Her whole body stiffened and continued to convulse violently.

Her eyes rolled back, foam came from her mouth, and her beautiful face was exposed in a loose ahegao.

"Kyaaah! Hot... hot... ah... ah... hah... haa..."

"Phew... finally done..."

I exhaled a sigh of relief.

I was drenched in sweat.

Nevertheless, I was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Ahhh... hiccup..."

Karina-chan still seemed to be conscious.

Her eyes were vacant, and she occasionally groaned in pain.

"How was it? Did it feel good? This is what real sex is like."

I spoke gently.

But when I looked again, Karina-chan had no reaction.

She seemed to have completely lost consciousness.

Even when I dressed her, Karina still stared blankly at one spot.

The weight of my actions now echoed in my chest.

I... I had done something irreversible.

"I must... erase her memories."

My finger touched her forehead.

The power of psychometry quietly worked.

The memories of today gradually faded.

An irreversible act.

I knew painfully what I was doing.

Still, I couldn't stop.

As I left the entrance, I looked back at the practice room one last time.

This was the path I had chosen.

A fall from savior to perpetrator.

Tonight, I had certainly crossed an irreversible line.

I returned home and collapsed onto my bed.

My chest ached.

I couldn't breathe properly.

If I closed my eyelids, her image immediately appeared.

The delicate movements of her fingers playing the piano.

The way the shadow of her eyelashes fell on her cheek.

Her black hair, like it gathered light.

Fugitive, pure.

The attractive her was cumming madly with my dick.

"Ugh..."

I covered my face with both hands.

But it wouldn't disappear.

Rather, it was recalled even more vividly.

Her posture in front of the grand piano.

Her fingertips turning the sheet music.

The shape of her lips when she smiled.

A single bead of sweat tracing her neck.

Her moans, the clitoris on her tongue, the smell, the taste.

"Stop it..."

I told myself.

But the memories wouldn't stop.

Her profile concentrating on the performance.

The movement of her chest taking a deep breath.

The moment she closed her eyes and immersed herself in the sound.

The undulation of her vagina at orgasm.

Her convulsing body.

The scent of love juice that filled the room.

Everything, painfully vivid.

"It hurts..."

A whisper melted into the dark room.

Too beautiful, too cute, so beloved that my chest tightened.

So much so that I couldn't breathe.

I looked up at the ceiling.

Moonlight streamed through the window.

That light, like her,

Felt pure and untouchable.

"Why... so much..."

Beautiful things,

Can sometimes drive people mad.

I was now experiencing that truth firsthand.

Outside, the chirping of insects echoed.

Even that sound now felt beautiful and poignant, like a song she played.

"I won't go today."

Every morning, I swore that.

But by dusk, I would be standing in front of the Chounouchi house again.

And in the end, I would force myself to rape her.

I had fully savored both her pussy and her ass.

Holding her and making her orgasm countless times, and being made to orgasm myself.

Lately, even while saying no, she would move her hips on her own.

She would orgasm immediately upon insertion.

At first, she looked at me with frightened eyes.

"What are you doing? What do you want?"

That's right.

The price of erased memories.

My encounter with her, the terror of that day, everything had been erased.

But lately, it's different.

She even shows a small smile in the practice room.

"Why?"

I thought as I walked home at night.

"Has her heart changed?"

Even though her memories are erased.

No, precisely because they are erased.

To her, who I visit daily, I am just an unfamiliar high school student.

"Is this okay?"

A self-questioning night.

But there was no answer.

Each time her memory was erased, she returned to a blank slate regarding me.

And then, a new relationship would be built.

A pure, innocent relationship.

But it was all built upon my sin.

"Precisely because there is nothing, precisely because there are no memories,"

This twisted structure tightened my chest.

Every night, I would erase her memories before leaving.

And the next day, I would go to see her again.

An endless cycle.

A hopeless repetition.

Still, I couldn't stop.

Because I had irrevocably drowned in her pure smile, her body, her pleasure.

Today, too, in the practice room.

She played Chopin in front of me.

Her appearance was like an angel.

"How was it?"

She finished playing,

And looked up at me with expectant eyes.

"It was wonderful."

That wasn't a lie.

But this pure trust,

Was all built on deceit.

Night deepened.

"Will you come and listen again tomorrow?"

She asked.

"Yes."

As I answered, I imagined the tragedy that was about to unfold.

My heart ached at the thought of having to erase her memories again.

Is this love?

Or just obsession?

A distorted bond built through the continuous erasure of memories.

But there was no turning back.

My heart was completely captivated by her innocent smile.

Another week later, the end of summer vacation was approaching.

The practice room at dusk.

Karina looked up at me from in front of the grand piano.

"Um, Satou-san."

Her voice was softer than usual.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"What is it?"

My heart pounded faster.

"Well..."

Karina searched for words.

"It's hard to say, but..."

The setting sun streaming through the window

Dyed her black hair crimson.

"I wonder why... this should be only the second time I've met Satou-san, but..."

A chill ran down my spine at her words.

"Just by smelling Satou-san's scent,"

Her voice became even softer.

"I feel... calm, or something... it's a strange feeling."

My heart almost stopped.

Even though her memories were erased every single day.

Did her body, her heart, remember?

"I wonder why?"

An innocent question.

But in the depths of her eyes, something seemed to be lurking.

The practice room had a familiar scent now.

The scent of Karina's love juice began to waft.

(Could it be, she's aroused by my scent?)

"I want to help you."

My voice trembled unexpectedly.

These words were feelings I had tried to convey countless times in the memories I had erased over and over again.

Karina hesitantly brought her face close to my chest.

As if guided by something.

As if driven by an instinctive, irresistible force.

"This feeling... what is it?"

Her voice trembled delicately, like leaves swaying in the wind.

"It feels nostalgic... comforting... but also a little scary... a fear of not being able to come back."

Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks.

"I..."

Karina's voice melted into the twilight air.

"Am I strange? Because it's only the second time... to feel this way."

Each of her words tightened my chest.

"If this is fate,"

I quietly began to speak.

"Isn't it okay to accept it?"

There was a prayer-like quality to those words.

The practice room at dusk.

The two faced each other by the grand piano.

"I,"

Karina began in a trembling voice.

"I know it's strange. Because I just met you."

I listened in silence.

Every word she spoke pierced my heart.

"But when I'm near Satou-san, I feel strange."

"My body says it's happy."

"Like we've met again..."

The last light streaming through the window

Dyed her eyes amber.

"I realized something."

Karina's voice grew even softer.

"When Satou-san came,"

"My heart pounded."

Even if memories were erased, did her heart remember?

My chest tightened at her pure feelings.

"Me too..."

No words came out.

But I had to say it.

"I, too, have always..."

Words caught in my throat.

Was it a lie, or the truth?

After days of continuously erasing memories, could this feeling be called genuine?

"I, about Satou-san,"

Karina looked at me with straightforward eyes.

"I think I've fallen in love."

At those words, the world stopped.

The piano strings vibrated faintly.

"I like you too."

That was the undeniable truth.

Transcending the sinful days of erasing memories,

This feeling was now truly felt.

Tears streamed down Karina's cheeks.

"I'm sorry for the strange confession. But I know this feeling is real."

Tears almost overflowed from my eyes too.

Was this feeling the price of erased memories?

Or a new miracle?

In the corner of the room, nestled in the shadow of the grand piano, Karina's cheeks were flushed red.

"It's my first boyfriend... so I'm nervous."

Those words pained my heart.

"It's not your first, is it?"

My voice involuntarily became cold.

"Because you were dating Yamashita."

Karina tilted her head.

"Yamashita...? Who is that?"

That innocent question tightened my chest even more.

All memories erased.

For her, this was her first love.

"Sorry. Never mind."

I smiled gently.

"I'll accept everything. Because I'm your savior."

In those words, I felt a somehow painful resonance.

Savior, huh.

The irony of a monster who keeps erasing memories calling himself a savior.

"Thank you, Satou-san."

Karina's smile shone purely.

"Will you keep coming every day from now on?"

At my question, Karina nodded slightly.

"I'd like to ask that of you too. My savior."

"Karina-chan."

"What?"

"Um... it's dripping onto the floor from under your skirt."

"Eh?"

Love juice was already dripping from her long skirt onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

The room was filled with an lewd and horny scent.

My dick was already painfully rock hard in my pants, ready for action. 

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