The mont Shoya Katase agreed, Coach Azuma flashed a gratified smile and patted his shoulder, wearing an expression that said, "I knew I could count on you." The other boys from the track club could hardly hide the excitent on their faces.
Shoya was actually willing to offer up Akane Nanao to be shared with everyone... this was fantastic!
"Shoya, thank you! We’re brothers for life now!"
"Yeah, man, I didn't think you'd actually do it. You’re a real stand-up guy, Shoya."
"Hehehe, honestly, I’ve been craving the manager's body for a long ti. She has such an explosive figure. With a body that slutty, just like Coach Azuma said, she must be a real freak underneath."
"Akane isn't just hot; she’s gorgeous. A girl like her was always out of reach before... I can't wait."
Their expressions turned lecherous, a sinister, infectious grin spreading through the group of boys. Coach Azuma was very satisfied with their attitude. As long as they worked together, the girls of this school—these bitches—would sooner or later beco his playthings.
Listening to their chatter, Shoya Katase slowly let go of his guilt. In the past, he wouldn't have dread of doing sothing like this—sharing Akane with everyone.
But now, it didn't matter. Akane was already being toyed with by another man anyway. Instead of remaining a slave to so stranger, it was better to share her with the guys in the club. At least they were "good people" he knew. Wasn't that better than so mysterious guy?
Shoya’s expression twisted into sothing predatory. I never even got to be intimate with her, so this ti... Akane, I’m going to 'save' you!
He pulled out his phone. "Hello? Akane..."
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Akane Nanao wanted to follow Saki Yoshida to find the Master, partly to hide from Shoya. She simply couldn't face the boy she liked. After everything that had happened, she was no longer her own master... what was the point of seeing him?
Even if she was just running away, she had no choice but to bury her head in the sand like an ostrich.
She didn't expect Shoya to seek her out.
"Shoya..."
"Akane," Shoya said, his eyes reddening as he looked at the girl who had been his "pure goddess," knowing she was now another man's sex slave. It only reinforced his commitnt to Coach Azuma’s plan. "Why are you avoiding , Akane?"
"Shoya..." Akane was at a loss for words. "I... my body no longer belongs to . It’s that person's property now..."
Hearing this, Shoya’s rage flared. He dug his nails into his palms to keep from lashing out. "Akane, you were forced, weren't you?! You didn't do it willingly, I know that! That man raped you! I won't bla you, and I won't hate you. If you're sad or in pain, you can tell everything!"
"Shoya..." Akane’s heart wavered. She looked at him with moist eyes, deeply moved.
It was a touching, tearful scene—star-crossed lovers being torn apart by a Great Demon King. Anyone watching would think so... except Saki Yoshida, who stood behind Akane, completely unimpressed.
Saki was no longer the naive girl she used to be. Setting Shoya aside, what was up with the boys behind him? And that muscular coach... sothing felt very wrong.
"Akane, no matter how many difficulties there are, I will help you. So please, trust ," Shoya said with profound affection. "By the way, you haven't eaten lunch yet, right? I brought a bento. Akane, forget the bad things for a mont and let's eat together."
"Okay..."
Wait, I feel like I've seen this before.
Saki suddenly rembered. Back then, she had naively followed Hayato, treating him as her protector, only to be... The sense of déjà vu was overwhelming. The long-haired girl spoke up.
"That bento... it isn't drugged, is it?"
Stare—
She was mostly just guessing. However, seeing the way everyone froze and looked at her, Saki was stunned. Did I actually nail it?
"Drugged? Shoya, you..."
Shoya’s face turned bright red. He stamred for a mont before snapping. "Yes! It’s spiked with aphrodisiacs... Akane, I’m doing this for you! To save you!"
The look of shock on Akane's face triggered Shoya. He roared, "You’ve already been... I have to do this! Besides, didn't we like each other? But we never did anything... If you can be toyed with by that man, why can't I have you?!"
"..."
Looking at the hysterical Shoya, Akane’s eyes widened in disbelief. Is this really Shoya? How could he say such things?
But a part of her felt he had a point. Since her body had been taken by that man and she couldn't give her first ti to Shoya, it was indeed her fault.
Akane slowly closed her eyes and said bitterly, "Shoya, if you really want it..."
"Akane..."
Saki looked at Akane and saw her old self. Was I really that stupid back then? "Suit yourself. It’s none of my business anyway. I’m leaving."
She turned around only to find her path blocked.
The track club boys had blocked both doors of the classroom. Seeing their predatory gazes, Saki grew nervous. "W-what are you doing?!"
"We can't have you leaving right now. Shoya did well—I didn't expect Akane to be convinced so easily," Coach Azuma, the mastermind, erged from the group. His dark, leathery face brazenly scanned Saki and Akane’s bodies, his lust no longer hidden.
"Akane, Shoya didn't tell you the whole story. It’s not just Shoya who wants to fuck you; we all want to fuck you..."
What... what?
"We ca here for this. Shoya already agreed to share you with everyone." While dropping this bombshell, he suddenly pulled out a bottle of pink aphrodisiac spray and spritzed it directly into Akane's face.
"You—!"
Thud.
In total shock, Akane looked at Shoya, who refused to et her gaze. A tingling sensation began to spread through her. The potent drug ignited a fire in her loins, and her skin began to flush a deep pink uncontrollably.
However, her heart turned to ice.
He didn't deny it. It was true...
Shared with... everyone? How could he do this? Is Shoya insane?! How can he be such an animal?!
Watching Coach Azuma approach and seeing the familiar faces of the track club mbers wearing sinister, lewd grins, Akane curled up on the floor, backing away. "No... don't co near ! Ugh..."
"Akane, we’re all good guys. We just want to 'save' you. And besides... we’re all familiar faces. Isn't that better than that stranger?"
"Shut up—ugh..."
The guilt she felt before was replaced by pure rage. Tears stread down her face. Akane felt so wronged. It was bad enough she lost her virginity to a stranger, but why was even Shoya doing this? What was wrong with these people? What was wrong with this club?
Was this the sa "despair" Saki Yoshida had faced before?
"Stop resisting. My special aphrodisiac is extrely potent. I bet you're soaking wet down there, aren't you? Akane, it pisses off that soone beat to you," Coach Azuma said coldly. "But I’m going to slowly steal all the won in this school. I’ll take every one of that guy's won as revenge. Akane, let's start with you!"
"I’ll soon show you that compared to so naless brat, I’m the one who can really make you see God. I'll make you feel so good you'll forget that other man!"
No...
"So people are really ugly, yet their dreams are so beautiful."
The despairing Akane snapped her eyes open. Through her wet lashes, she looked toward the source of the voice. At the door, a strange young man walked in. Before Shoya or Coach Azuma could even react, a black light suddenly flared and streaked across the room.
Splatter—
It sounded like sothing had exploded.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"
"YOU! YOU DARE—!!!!"
"Shut up."
Absolute Control.
Looking at the now-silent classroom, Alex scanned the room and noticed the girl staring at him: Akane Nanao.
Him? Is he the one...?
Akane stared blankly at Alex. Their eyes t, and in the next second, she saw him pout and huff. "Rember this: you are my property. No one is allowed to use your body but . Not even if you're willing!"
"I’ll let it slide this once. Don't let there be a next ti!"
This... this guy...
He was so overbearing.
Akane knew he was referring to her almost giving in to Shoya...
Of course, that was then. Now, Akane... was no longer willing.
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