There are many bosozoku in Japan, and many delinquents and bikers among high school students. Many schools stipulate that students cannot ride motorcycles to campus.
Mu Xiaoxiao wasn't a gangster or a bad boy—he was just an ordinary traveler. He didn't care about school rules or anything.
He could manage his own identity, his own residence, and his own transportation.
Vroom—
The motorcycle roared down the road. The wind blew Chisato's hair into her face, obscuring her vision. She hugged Mu Xiaoxiao's waist in fright because of the high speed.
The soft flesh of her chest pressed completely against his back, changing shape.
Sensing this, Chisato was full of conflict. He had forcibly taken her virginity. She knew the resentment and sadness in her heart, and she was very angry... but the motorcycle was too fast. Even angry, she didn't dare let go.
Thinking about it carefully, although they were in the same class, she had never spoken to Mu Xiaoxiao. They were practically strangers—yet she had been taken by him, and would even continue to be played with by him in the future.
The future—what would happen?
Hmm? Why did the motorcycle stop?
The girl's wandering thoughts snapped back. She looked dazedly at the sidewalks and roads around her. After getting off the bike, Mu Xiaoxiao dragged her into a convenience store by the roadside.
Ding-dong, ding-dong——
"Irasshaimase!"
The clerk was a fat uncle. Although he wore a kind smile, Chisato shrank back, always feeling like the uncle was peeking at her legs and chest.
"Am I too sensitive? I was just bullied by that nasty Mu Xiaoxiao..."
"Follow me."
"What are you doing? I'll go."
Chisato was forcibly pulled to his side. She gritted her teeth and muttered softly, "Are you so afraid I'll run away?"
"Who's afraid you'll run away? I just want to prevent you from being targeted by perverts."
Perverts? Besides you, are there any other perverts here? Just as she thought this, she accidentally caught the cash register clerk's lecherous gaze. The latter noticed Chisato turning and quickly looked away—but he was too slow.
That clerk...
Chisato's heart tightened inexplicably. Her back felt cold. She lowered her head and hurriedly followed Mu Xiaoxiao, who was browsing the shelves, moving closer to him...
Speaking of which, what did he come here to buy?
When Mu Xiaoxiao finished walking around and approached the cash register, calmly placing items down, Chisato beside him could see clearly what he'd bought—ultra-thin, XL size.
Swish!
Her cheeks flushed.
He! He actually—
The lecherous clerk was shocked. He looked at Mu Xiaoxiao—expressionless and calm—then at the alluring girl beside him. Her plump, tender body wrapped in clothes, full of allure, made his eyes heat up.
He grew even more envious and jealous of this young man.
Damn it. Such a beautiful little beauty, and she's going to some brat like him...
"Do you think this number isn't enough?" Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly said with a smile.
How could it not be enough? So many—how many times does he want to come tonight? No way, she'll be broken... Disturbed by his words, Chisato crossed her legs, feeling a bit sensitive.
She felt like the heat flow below couldn't be controlled.
"Tch. Braggart brat. That's too much." The fat pig clerk cursed inwardly, his face full of sourness.
"Heh." Mu Xiaoxiao laughed with unknown meaning. "I wanted to buy birth control pills, but then I found out Japan doesn't sell them over the counter. Chisato, I can only pray you won't get pregnant, since I came inside you an hour ago."
"..."
I'm so jealous!
After Mu Xiaoxiao finished buying, he paid and left with his arm around her. His hand on the girl's chest remained restless. Watching it, her eyes reddened.
Would I really get pregnant?
Strangely, Chisato didn't care about the wandering hand on her body. She lowered her head, face hidden by bangs, panicking. Mu Xiaoxiao had released everything inside her. That hot feeling was very clear.
"I'm only in high school. I don't want to be a mother yet."
But today is within my safe period... it should be fine.
Chisato kept thinking about this, covering her stomach with her small hands as if she could still feel the heat swirling inside her.
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The motorcycle stopped in a small courtyard.
Chisato stood before the door as if facing an abyss. She knew what awaited her inside.
As Mu Xiaoxiao opened the door, Chisato stepped into the entryway, her palms slightly sweaty. As the door slowly closed, the last bit of sunlight was sealed out. The girl's heartbeat nearly peaked.
Click.
The sound of the light turning on made her tremble violently. When she found Mu Xiaoxiao staring at her with half-smiling eyes, Chisato grew a little annoyed.
"You brought me here. What do you want to do?"
"What do you think I'd do?"
Mu Xiaoxiao chuckled and led her through the hallway into the living room.
He lives alone?
The inside was surprisingly clean—almost tidy. She'd heard from friends that boys' rooms were often dirty and messy.
Chisato thought that after entering the house, he'd rush to throw her down, just like in the classroom, turning into a wild animal. But instead, Mu Xiaoxiao tossed the keys aside and flopped onto the floor as if playing dead.
"Sigh."
"Tonight's dinner is instant noodles." He pointed lazily to the plastic bag on the table. "There. Make me some."
"..."
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Dusk finally passed. The sky outside the window dimmed, and night fell. Chisato turned on the kitchen light and looked through the plastic bag Mu Xiaoxiao had mentioned. Besides cup noodles, it contained many bagged snacks.
This is dinner?
In less than ten minutes, Chisato came over with a cup of noodles. She bit her lip and glanced at the "dazed" Mu Xiaoxiao, then placed the freshly soaked noodles on the table before him.
The boy, who had been checking his status window, looked up.
Only one bowl?
"You're not eating?"
"No."
Chisato stood nearby, voice muffled.
Mu Xiaoxiao sneered. "Right. You've already eaten before. Seems you prefer my essence over regular food. If that's the case, I'll feed you again. You're a guest in my house—I can't let you go hungry, can I?"
Wha—!
Chisato's shock faded as she instantly understood his meaning. Remembering the strange taste that had filled her mouth earlier, she quickly said, "I—I'll eat! I'll eat it!"
Half-oppressed, half-threatened, Chisato finally sat across from him and ate dinner as if surrendering.
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Chisato's phone rang.
"Hello? Mom? Mom?"
"Chi-chan, why aren't you home yet?"
Her father was away on business trips all year, so it was just her and her mother at home. Seeing it was her mother calling, Chisato's hand holding the phone trembled. She grew nervous and sneaked a glance at Mu Xiaoxiao.
"I—wha—"
Chisato wanted to ask for help, but the next second her pupils trembled. She found her mouth open, unable to speak.
The words for help stuck in her throat. Her mouth opened and closed like she was performing pantomime.
What's happening? I can't say anything. Could it be... Her gaze drifted. Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao sitting there calmly eating noodles, not looking at her, acting as if he knew nothing—Chisato felt a chill run down her spine.
She knew he must have done it!
This ability... this terrifying ability completely controlled her body. She couldn't even ask for help. No one would help her.
She couldn't resist.
"Chi-chan?"
"No, it's okay, Mom." With no way to ask for help—though other words could be spoken—Chisato could only say, "I—I'm at a friend's house."
After finally handling her mother, she looked at him anxiously. "You—what did you do to me?"
"Haven't you noticed?" Mu Xiaoxiao put down his chopsticks and smiled.
That smile frightened the girl even more.
"My ability hasn't been lifted. Your body is still under my control." Mu Xiaoxiao stood and walked before her. Although he wasn't directly controlling her at that moment, any act of resistance or harm would automatically fail.
This was [Absolute Control] .
Staring at her pale face, he reached out to grab the soft flesh of her chest, fingers sinking deep, constantly changing its shape in his palm. Kneading. "Chisato is really disobedient~ Seems I need to continue punishing you."
"No—don't!"
"No is not an option."
"Nghhh~"
In the room, ambiguous sounds gradually rose. Clothes scattered. The girl's tender body was completely exposed to the air—from head to toe, from chest to legs.
No part of her skin was spared by Mu Xiaoxiao.
All of it was touched and caressed.
"Ah~"
"Haah, haah..."
Chisato panted delicately, making ambiguous sounds. She wanted to endure but couldn't help it. She wanted to refuse but couldn't.
The hot thing inside her made her tremble all over.
Every cell quivered. Every nerve tingled.
Why is it like this? Why is it so comfortable? My brain is about to melt, my body is about to melt—from the inside out. This isn't right. If this continues, I'll sink.
"He's just a jerk. A scumbag. I'm being forced. I'm being forced.
Nggghhh~!!!"
Warm and tight. The sudden contraction and spasm made Mu Xiaoxiao inhale slightly.
"Haah, haah..."
Chisato's body slumped on the sofa. Her head was sweaty and flushed. Her eyes seemed unconscious, full of spring water. Her fair, delicate skin was rosy. Her red lips parted, exhaling hot air.
But when she, lost in bliss, unconsciously met Mu Xiaoxiao's face and his eyes—all the girl's pleasure, ecstasy, obsession, and rippling spring heart vanished in an instant.
What kind of look is that?
Calm. Indifferent. Clear. His pitch-black eyes were as cold as black holes, making her heart palpitate.
He was doing the most intimate thing. His body connected with hers in the most intimate way. She wore an expression of intoxication—but his eyes remained calm.
Chisato had no time to dwell on it before she was hit by a second wave of pleasure, dizzying her.
Riiing, riiing——
The phone rang again.
"Senior Yuuto?"
Why now? Don't... I don't want to answer it!
Her body shaking, she looked nervously at Mu Xiaoxiao. He paid no attention to her phone at all. He glanced at her and continued his rhythm.
Senior, I'm sorry.
She tried to hang up immediately—but Chisato made a mistake. She pressed the answer button instead.
"Chi-chan?"
The call connected!
It was Senior Yuuto's voice.
No. No.
Chisato was immersed in torment. On one hand, there was Senior Yuuto—the boy she liked. On the other, she was pinned to the sofa by another boy, entered by him.
Feeling Mu Xiaoxiao's shape and heat repeatedly, her whole body went limp and weak.
"What's wrong, Chisato? Your voice sounds strange."
"No—huh—it's nothing... huh." She bit her lip tightly.
Her body grew more and more sensitive.
Mu Xiaoxiao's hand grabbing her buttocks suddenly surprised her, making her tighten.
Chisato's pupils shrank. Her body trembled violently.
"It's just that my body feels a little... mmmmhhh!"
P-Phoo...
She couldn't speak. She could only keep panting.
I'm sorry, Senior Yuuto...