Chapter 11
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“…Well, let’s check out the name and a photo, for now.”
I was lying on the bed in my room, looking at the screen of my phone.
The screen showed a picture of Wagatsuma, her father and mother, and I could have ambushed them near the house, but it would be different if I didn’t know their faces.
“It’s abusive, isn’t it? There’s a lot of stuff in the news and stuff, but it’s really one of the social problems.”
As well as student children, I’ve recently seen many cases of people violently abusing newborn babies and causing them to die.
It still sounds like a different world to me, but in fact Wagatsuma is being violated close to me.
“…Even though she is in a hypnotic state, when I see a girl shedding tears like that, I want to do something to help her.”
I don’t care what happens to that girl, as long as I can enjoy her body. I don’t care about the rest… How much easier it would be if I could just split it like that, at least I don’t seem to be able to be that much of an outcast as a stone.
“If Wagatsuma’s grandparents care about her, I’m sure they will stand by her. If that doesn’t happen, then I’ll have to resort to some forceful action again, but first I have to save her from that environment.”
I have a stream of thoughts in my head.
I’ve told her not to do anything rash in her hypnotic state, but that doesn’t mean I intend to put up with any more of this.
Wagatsuma has given me the address of her grandparents, so I’m all set. All I have to do is do what I have to do tomorrow and leave everything to the day after tomorrow… Luckily, it’s Saturday and a holiday, so it’s perfect.
“Okay, I’ll go to the toilet and go to bed…”
I got out of bed and headed for the toilet.
When I got out of the bathroom, I passed my dad, who was probably just beside me and had something to do.
“…Hey Dad.”
“What’s wrong?”
My father, who works for a small company, is not a well-paid man, but he really cares about his family.
He is in his forties and his hair is turning white and falling, but he still really loves my mum and sister, including me.
“Dad, how do you feel about parents who are violent towards their own children?”
“What’s up with that all of a sudden? …Well, yeah. I think it sucks. I don’t know, maybe there’s something in their hearts that makes them violent, but as a parent, I can’t imagine hurting the my children, the ones I need to protect the most.”
I knew my dad would say something like this.
Dad tilted his head at why I asked such a question, but when I told him afterwards that I liked him like that, he laughed at what I was saying, but I could tell he was embarrassed.
“…Phew, okay, best of luck me!”
I went to bed thinking that I would be able to sleep very comfortably, but as I tried to sleep, my brain recalled the naked bodies of the three girls I had touched one after the other.
The bodies of Aisaka, Honma and Wagatsuma, whom I made a move on today, come back to me vividly.
“……..God, aren’t you a complete monkey!”
After that, I did a little work out with my hand and went to sleep.
And the next day I went to school earlier than usual, but that was to check on Wagatsuma.
“Hey, what’s wrong, Masaki-kun?”
“…Oh Aisaka.”
“Good morning.”
“Good morning.”
Aisaka, who had come to school, called out to me as I leaned my back against the wall in the corridor.
I’ve been having more and more conversations with her when we see each other like this, but of course she doesn’t remember that I’ve been having my way with her in so many ways.
I was grinning in my mind that I’m going to use my lunch break again today, but it seems that Aisaka is concerned about me being here like this.
“What are you doing?”
“No, nothing. Just a little.”
“A bit?”
“Ah.”
Aisaka, who tilted her head, lined up next to me and leaned her back against the wall in the same way, wondering what I was thinking.
“What are you doing?”
“Ummm? Nothing, besides, I’m also a bit… yeah?”
What’s a little bit, isn’t that gesture of sticking out your tongue a little bit cute, hey.
I waited for Wagatsuma while talking to Aisaka, firmly determined that I would definitely squeeze those ample breasts again during lunch break.
“So yesterday, at karaoke–”
“Hon~n… ah.”
“?”
When I was chatting with Aisaka, Wagatsuma finally showed up.
Her eyes are still hidden by her bangs, and the atmosphere she wears is still dark… but she looks a little different compared to yesterday.
She had a hunched back and her back was always bent, but she was walking with a slightly straight back and looking firmly ahead.
“Is there something wrong with Wagatsuma-san?”
“…No, I thought the atmosphere was different from usual.”
“Oh that’s what you mean. Surely it’s a bit different today?”
Unlike me, Aisaka seems to have a lot of friends in neighbouring classes, and I wonder if it’s because he has seen Wagatsuma when he goes to play next to her during breaks and so on.
“—”
Wagatsuma is abused, and Aisaka has the same problem with her family, so I asked her if it might be possible.
“Hey Aisaka, can I ask you a little favour?”
“Eh? What is it?”
She looked at me with a curious look on her face.
The request I’m about to ask is so sudden that she’ll probably be confused, but if I can’t get a good answer, I’ll hypnotise her and leave the matter to the wind.
“I’d appreciate it if you don’t ever tell anyone else about this.”
“Yes.”
“I’ve discovered the fact that Wagatsuma is being abused by her father.”
“…Are you serious?”
“Yeah.”
After all, family issues were a familiar problem for Aisaka, so she seemed to have strong feelings of concern for Wagatsuma more than disbelief.
Thinking that this might work, I suggested this proposal to Aisaka.
“I’m wondering if there’s anything I can do for Wagatsuma, but that might take at least until tomorrow, Saturday at the very least. So, Aisaka, would you be willing to let her stay at your house just for today?”
“No problem at all.”
“…I don’t know if it’s right of me to say this, but is it okay all of a sudden?”
I was surprised to get the answer I wanted so quickly.
When I asked if it was good, Aisaka nodded, of course.
“I’m very surprised, you know? But Masaki-kun seems very serious, so I thought surely you’re not lying. I mean, it’s not like you and Wagatsuma-san are friends… is it?”
“Well, yeah. Even if I know her over there, it’s only her name, isn’t it?”
“I see. I see… Then on the contrary, isn’t that great? I really respect the way you’re willing to go that far for a classmate you’re not particularly close to. You’re so cool, Masaki-kun.”
“I see…”
“Yeah♪”
After that, strangely enough, Aisaka never asked me anything at all about how I found out about the abuse, even though there must have been other things she wanted to ask me.
She just said one thing: that it was because she could trust me.
“You’re gullible, I bet.”
“That’s rude. I’m just following my intuition, I’m sure Masaki-kun’s voice doesn’t lie.”
What’s with my voice… well, I’m very happy that you trust me that much.
Aisaka, as a reward, I’m going to give you another bout of bukkake… Cought! I’m going to make you bathe in it.
“Anyway, don’t tell her you heard it from me, and don’t ask her straight out if she’s being abused.”
“I know.”
“But if you ever have a moment where you can spend time with her and know her, just be there for her.”
“Okay.”
Aisaka really is too good for me.
It looks like Wagatsuma won’t have to see her family anymore, but the problem is how to get her to stay at Aisaka’s house to do so… but apparently there’s no problem on that front.
“I don’t want to use my communication skills. I might put in a few lies, but I’ll manage to get Wagatsuma-san to come over, don’t worry?”
“I’m counting on you.”
Okay, now all that’s left to do is for me to do my part.
Incidentally, I thought about the police or the Children’s Aid Department. but I’ve heard a lot of untrustworthy stories recently, and above all, there was the possibility that the abuse would get worse if she denied it when they called to confirm it.
Wagatsuma, who is in a hypnotic state, cannot tell lies, so there is definitely abuse going on there, but it cannot be called evidence… that is why I will make sure of it today.
“…I knew in that a dream… a comfort… a voice.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing~. Then leave the rest to me, okay?”
“Hmm.”
It is safe to assume that there are no longer any issues to be concerned about.
Time passed frighteningly quickly, and the long-awaited after-school day arrived.
“Mari~? What are you going to do today~?”
“Oh, sorry~! I have some things to do today!”
“Really? Okay.”
“Invite me again~!”
After hearing such an exchange, I quickly left school and returned home.
Then I finished my preparations and headed to Wagatsuma’s house, where I waited for her father to come home.
“It seems to have gone well as Wagatsuma didn’t come home.”
Once again, I muttered a thank you to Aisaka in my mind… and then a man showed up.
“Who are you. Why are you in front of my house?”
A man in a suit… he is Wagatsuma’s father.
