3rd POV
A boy was clinging to some iron prison bars and was shouting out loudly.
He didn't just shout out once or twice, he had been doing it for a few hours this morning.
His symptoms were pouring out as he was a very heavy drug user and was severely addicted to it.
Nails on his hands were all torn off.
In this closed cage, one woman comes over.
"Truly a dirty-looking stray mutt. So cute....!"
Her shoulder-length, wavy hair, a soft shade of light brown, harmonises with her warm, chocolate-coloured almond-shaped eyes, exuding a gentle and inviting presence.
Masha's figure is distinguished by a fuller, traditionally feminine form, particularly evident in her curves.
Her large breasts and hips contribute to a voluptuous physique.
Despite her youthful, baby-like face, which imparts an air of innocence, Masha's overall appearance is decidedly more maternal and nurturing.
It looks even more so, as she just gave birth to their second daughter.
"Telling me to discard that thing, it seems even mother says quite horrible things....Change my daily routine after doing it for years."
Masha finally pulls out her key, and the prison bar's door opens.
Immediately after she opened it, boy who was trapped in the cage leaped at her.
However, the collar that was chained to wall stops him from advancing, and he falls miserably.
Slam!
Masha kicks him directly in the ribs with all her might, hurling his fragile body away.
"So embarrassing! He's too energetic."
While saying those words, she walks towards him who is on the ground.
"It's time to meet someone....Here, this is what you love so much, if you want, start begging like an animal."
"Ha-, ha-, Wooof, woof!"
The boy starts imitating a dog, and desperately pleads for his drugs.
Looking at that, Masha then kicks his nether regions with a little frown, which results in boy writhing in pain on the ground.
"Kyan, kyan, kuuun, kuuu~~!"
Even though he had already been broken by the drugs, still understands that if he stops his dog act here, he won't get it.
Because he only remembers that, while clutching his nether regions, then desperately continues his act.
"You're quite smart for a dog, aren't you. Here, it's you---"
'Crack~'
Masha purposely drops the highly viscous liquid on the floor, boy then frantically licks it all up.
He continues to do his actions even when his dose has completely been....up by him.
Even then, Masha doesn't have an inch of pity towards him. She even has a tinge of small blush on her face, and looks at him with little flutter.
"Tehee~! Nand---Don't say a word after getting out, kay? You are only allowed to say hello..."
"If you don't follow those rules, I won't give you any milk....."
She gave him a serious threat while her face remained cutely pout.
"Haaa! Haa...!"
While still lying down on the ground, boy raises his face happily, seeing that, Masha brushes her curls behind her ear, cheeks flushing faintly, with a shy "Ehe…I hope Kiryuin just go away quickly, so we can ha---"
—wetting her lips in an obvious manner.
The boy is only seeing his liquid, drug, his water, which is why he is still happily smiling even after getting trampled on.
His mind is filled with the thought of 'I'm happy because I'm going to get a lot of drugs soon'.
Masha then takes off the collar which is chained up by iron chains, because for a few tens of minutes after relieving his withdrawal symptoms, he properly listens to her orders.
That being said, she is still quite scared because there still is the chance this guy might start thrashing around, "Better if old man dies early....."
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Kujou's POV
Awake....
I can feel my heart----doki-doki-doki like crazy. What kind of....fuck what the hell was that? Seriously, am I so messed up to dream such....Ah, what is it again? I can't remember...
Damn it, no wait... something about a chained boy....a woman, brunette...right she was giving him drugs...I think?
Sweat is drenching my forehead. I don't feel good, something in my throat, I don't know if it's because of my dream just now...but, urge to retch, vomit...get this out of my system.
'Woof! Woof'
"Shut up...."
My breaths come shallow—haa… haa…—what is this room...it's so blurry. I need to wash up, what time is it? Morning yet....? Is there enough left for workout. Why didn't Henr----
"What on earth....'hah...hah?"
There is heavy pressure on my left shoulder....who is this girl?
"....."
Did we have any relatives come over? Have you fallen asleep? Why....on me?
I am a little troubled looking at the sleeping girl. I don't reject this behaviour... just I always lock do---I am not at home. Oh.....Oh, isn't she...
How come.... Ichinose's back? Didn't she leave the room to complete her own business...wait, she said something about not getting enough sleep in the bus, right....?
Defenseless. Or did I get a "harmless" pass from her mind just from the few minutes of conversation?
If only I had placed my phone nearby...you know take a picture of this adorable sleeping face, but unfortunately....
"Hoo—Hoo—"
Her cheek nestles into the crook of my neck, her breath hot and uneven—'suu… suu…'—brushing my skin, sending shivers.
'Zrrr—' down my spine.
Such a close distance. A chubby face, long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and - huge breasts.
I hastily turn my attention away from the huge temptation. I am just an ordinary person who has not evolved the ability to resist those... functions.
In order to prevent tent from appearing again, I focus on emptying my mind. This will be a difficult challenge....why am I breathing so loud? I can feel my ears ringing.
"....what's going on with me? Should I go see...doctor a...Ha..haaah..Mffhh..."
"Oooh....!"
I realize that something is wrong. It is a specific area of coldness that is expanding over me...
That's right, by the time I come to my senses, it's already too late.
It must be because of the posture, tilted head caused her saliva to flow out of her seductive red lips, soaking a large area of my neck...and flowing down collar into...
Is Ichinose dreaming about food?
This is troublesome. What is it anyway? Street ones....? What are they like in here...? It should be spicy, right?
"Fu....Fu...."
I move very slowly throughout the process, not wanting to make a mistake at this point in time and cause her to wake up.
If that happens, it will be embarrassing no matter how I think about it, including the possibility of being misunderstood.
The worst-case scenario is that I have created for myself a mortal enemy.
...what is this perfume...scent on her. Don't spray too much, idiot.
It is very simple to say that action is slow, as long as....standard can be achieved. How do ninjas do it?
In order to avoid her reaction, I even barely used two of my fingers, gloves one...what type of fabric is this, not cotton, woollen, or ones you wear in the kitchen? Artificial....? It's not plastic....
They don't look what doctors wear either, but similar in being thinly plain...yes, surface is really smooth.
Are there new things here different from what I am used to or crafted on earth....? I hope they are reusable, colour is black...
Slowly wiping corners of Ichinose's mouth, and my cautious actions are like passing a thread in needle....what the hell am I even saying? When did I start making analogies....
Her skin is really fair, wet red lips sparkling, and curves drawn by her neck and head seemed to exude an indescribable charm....
I always feel like I'm here to suffer.
I am taking care of the corners of her lips like one of a baby. Suddenly, Ichinose's eyelashes tremble slightly.
Oops.
I start to quickly and calmly withdraw my fingers, pretending not to care and look at her blinking....her eyes are really blue....
"Hum, Hum~" Ichinose murmured indistinctly while rubbing my neck with her chubby cheeks.
"....."
Am I overthinking....
I exhale even more heavily. I was just wiping her mouth, but it felt like the boundary between heaven and hell.
I am such a sinful man.
Now my eyes are fixed on my two lucky fingers, stained with her saliva....plus what already flew inside my shirt. Ichinose!
What should I do with this? Should I keep it, or lick it?
No, this is not something a normal man should do. Wait, isn't Ichinose noticing what I am doing? Crap...
I wanna die already.
After a series of thoughts, I decided to give up the idea and clear my mind.
Besides, how can I explain wet marks on my clothes...neck? I look at dull burgundy, and glistening area, while doing such my vision obviously notices what's down over me....
A faint vanilla type of sweetness from her strawberry hair spilling over my shoulder, brushing my cheek—sawa… sawa…—like a feather's caress.
"Hmm~ I feel like I haven't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time."
Ichinose... Ichinose, don't stretch here, don't stretc---exposing her figure, I want to look away...but I can't.

Rubbing, and slipping like a sloth...Koala...If you cause more problems, I really won't forgive you, no matter what type of pitiful expressions you mak-----
Her white skirt rides high, clinging to her hips, revealing...I can't make out the colour. Look away, look away, you moron..! Dorm's light is so dim....
Her curves mold against me, her airbags...breasts pressing soft and heavy against my chest—'muni… muni…'—her rounded hips shifting, warm, grazing my thighs.
'—puni… pini'…. My face is burning, wait, it doesn't happen in real life!
Panic's grip.
"Kujou-kun…" Her voice quakes, a soft nee.
"Hey, you~" her lips grazing my neck, making me close my mouth to not exhale on her by mistake.
Her breath catches—haa… haa…—her cheeks flushing a rosy pink, radiating flustered warm---I am talking shit.
Her blue eyes glisten with fear...? Why, am I making her nervous?
Lashes flickering—'pachi-pachi.'
"You were curved into a ball… what was happening?"
Her voice is low, I think...but it's too loud again. 'Dhak-dhak-dha'
Her panting or mine? heavy as she strokes my arm—sawa… sawa…—her touch.
"Was it a nightmare? Please, tell me…" Her fingers, tighten around mine, no she's trying to pry them open...ah, they are a bit freaky...I can't move them.
It's like when your hand is asleep....I myself try to op----
She nudges my shoulder—'kotsu… kotsu....'
"Look at me, Kujo---Rem… I need you here with me…"
Her breath washes over my face, why do you worry so much...it will give your pretty face...freckles.
"Ha....Ha..Ichinose… I'm gonna…"
I need to throw up.
My voice is hoarse under my racing hea---Her eyes widen, blue shimmering with panic.
"Rem, oh no…" Ichinose squeaks, her voice a frantic awa-awa, her cheeks blazing—kāā…."your breathing… it's so fast, it's like you can't catch it… doki-doki… I don't know what to do…"
Teary....watery eyes.
Her body presses closer probably to check o----her core brushing my crotch—nch… nch…—soft and warm, a quiet pulse that makes my head reel even more. I can't....
"I could… 'hyaa…' try something to help you breathe…"
What is she saying? How can girls move their neck so fast....
"Rem, Rem! focus on me."
Her fingers slide under my shirt, tracing lower back—'touwa--touwa...'
So soft...what is this? I want to kneed whatever it is...My hand tightens on her waist, fingers sinking in----
"Hwa....! Your hands… they're…"
Do something...why are you just lying down again, so dramatic, can you do something else besides....air on me.
My fingers of other trail higher, grazing the edge of two cups in front of me, what is she storing in there?
A sharp 'kyaa~!—"Eek~!"' reached my ears, there's some stimulus. I am doing something right. Is this how...I go out....?
Rub Rub...I tried to collect whatever things I am touching, into my fingers, can I eat it...? Marshmallows....
"Meooow!~?"
"Ichinose…take my...numb--" My voice is a growl, raw with need and fading panic.
Brushing my ear—whispering.
"Rem, let me make it better…" Her fingers grip my wrists, guiding them to those soft globes again..."Just feel me…yes, oh god...."
Who is this Rem....
Ichinose brushes her cheek against mine, "Whatever you saw, it's gone now… hyaa… You're safe with me, I promise…Maa ne~"
Our noses are brushing, so much perfume....
"Don't move…ufun~—Stay right here, Rem…hehe. Maow that tingles...!"
Poking my chest, her frown softening into a tender plea, "Ca...hom."
Ichinose shifts us, pulling up to sit on bed instead, right...it will help. Move your body...Blast, curse it! They are going to diagnose me with something awful....
Settling onto my lap, her legs wrapping around my waist, locking us together.
'Wob--muni--plop~'
Her breasts press against my chest, soft and heavy...her nipples hardening through her blouse—mu---
Those globes, pillows in my other hand...firm and rounded, grinds against my thighs—puni… pini…—as she adjusts, sensation is driving me wild.
Her arms encircle me, fingers interlocking behind my neck...her breath hot against my ear—hiso-hiso…—whispering.
"You're safe, Rem… let me take care of you…"
My hand now slips under those because of change in position, fingers brushing some cloth...is it cotton?
"Moji moji~~!" Ichinose is making weird noises again—nfu~—her hips rocking, urging me closer. Should I do it again? Okay.....
"Hai…Hai" Her lips graze mine, she's so close...."You're okay… I want you to feel go--Buu~! Bite me. Meo--meo."
Her fingers trailing down my chest, teasing hem of my shi----I stop, what am I doing? Something is not right.
I stop squeezing her.... Ichinose's already shuddering, eyes half-lidded, how come...you were just asleep, wake up.
"Keep goi--kiss-Uwa…why stop..Grrr!"
Don't command me. I can...breathe, yes, inhale, exhale..."Fu...Fu..Stop, it's not ri----"
She just punched my back in frustration, "I hate you...."
Haha...tell me something new.
"Such a tease....you owe me."
"I tho---you were doing it out of kindness."
"Now I am not. It's your fault."
When Ichinose is angry, she is really something else.
Her grip tightens on my back, she's shifting too much under, "You will give me a boner...."
"...Good. Then we are equal."
She mutters something like that from a position where I can't see her expression directly. But...eq...do you?
Ichinose bit my cheek.
Left one. Is she really a neko?
While my skin is being grazed by her teeth, having her own enjoyment or fun...I don't understand. But the air is fresh again.
I close my eyes and open my mouth to take a deep breath. In an instant, I feel that my whole body is filled with vitality, "Alright, you can stop now...."
"Mmm...vl..ak ou desar..."
Despair of life or path to death. I am not sure which fits better here.
To put it in one word - 'acceptance'.
To put it in one sentence, 'allow everything to happen'.
I am not sure whose quotes I am even using right now, they just come randomly to my mind, "Alone..."
"No, with me."
Hmm? Are you done with eating my face...Um, that sounds awful. I can't seem to find your fun in just staring at each other. What do you want me to say to you....?
"Blue eyes."
"Black eyes."
"Pink hair."
"It's strawberry."
"No, they are red. Books describe it wrong."
"You're weird."
Look who's saying that, "Nirvana...."
Ichinose comes even more towards me with a narrowed glare plastered on her brows, she scorns her waste carbon over me, talking to my lips instead. "Boring...."
Did she get what I said earlier? Yes.
I smile. She puffs her cheeks with more air to show about being unhappy.
Biting her lips, just staring at me, you know with this much eye contact, if I had skill of Legilimency, I could have so easily read all those little details, thoughts going on inside her brain.
"Slap me."
"...what?"
Ichinose rests her forehead on my own, adjusting position to enter a bit deeper....as if she wants to become one whole. I can feel her tracing circles over my back.
Her face... it's a little stiff.
"My mother hit me. I became sullen."
Hearing that, my own face becomes more warm...comfort, relax, angry, incomprehensible, what a cu...she could have been more sensible, teaching her in a....why would you slap an angel like her?
Even Mahiru had to suffer aband---but it was implied Ichinose's mother was hospitalized, considering her financial position, stress....then daughter going to such lengths, maybe it...yeah, she had....
"You probably had it coming."
"Meow! You are bullying me too."
Hey, hey! Keep your nail---"I will cut them. I will really do it."
This makes her claw like paws stop from scratching my poor back, already ruined face leaving with who knows how many scars...If I hadn't warned her.
Really fishy with a girl in your lap. She doesn't seem to be having one fixed position, and wiggling around to mess with my rationality.
'Pwap!' A little wouldn't hurt, right?
"Itai! Yo--You--hi."
Flustered. Don't try to pretend. Tutting your white teeth, are you?
Nothing, I can't handle....weak threats, only probing me to laugh, "What about Ichinose's friends from before?"
"They got turned into ashes....Poof."
Ignoring her dramatics, I first put aside one of her curls from my cheeks downwards into her bird nest, "So, what do you think...if I spread it or you tell someone else?"
The sudden gaze of her is like a knife, slicing away all my dignity. Her thin line of lips daring me to whisper about her to another group of people.
"You won't. Neither will I."
Her fingers of right hand trace my lips while Ichinose gives me a order of restraint, I want to bite...my own I mean, not her accursed pulling my bottom lip a little downwards....
'Plop....' Allowing it to go back into original position, "I won't...However, not everyone is like me. Just like my data is available to staff here."
"...You mean teachers, Dr. Kurosaki."
"Hmm?"
"...Are there othe---but who can i--wait, dormitory manager said about homeroom teac---student council president?"
I smile at her. Ichinose's fast, "So, what will you do about it....?"
"Nothing. I won't give it value. If others have problems, they can deal with it...not my issue."
"Oh?" Instead of either going to buy her document, hide it, or complain to teacher, Ichinose has decided it's best to remain as it is.
Not much different from canon but fundamentals are changed....more she tries to hide it, going by anime logic, yeah good luck doing it.
Her non-chalance type of attitude is more of my...I subconsciously want to use my hands to bring her closer, and make contact knowing it will give us issues...however it's better if I control my impulses.
Doing too much, she will end up rubbing me down with her own....we are already touching.
Better not move.
I am not guiding from either Nagumo or Sakayanagi, in fact I am not his basher....I mean some things, I don't like about him. But that's from a reader's perspective, rooting for Ayanokoji to save 'his' heroine.
Lustful eyes, Perverted naughts of enjoying, toying, just having her around kind of harem mentality.
Compensated dating and such.
Nagumo does not get a chance, is actually a part of bad writing I think.
It's clearly mentioned he is becoming the best in his year with no real struggle or opposition.
He is the only "best" character from year who is failing to make an impact as he said his own is never as grand as Manabu or Ayanokoji.
But the way I see it, he actually is the only one with actual remarks and legacy.
The OAA app, cultural festival, a lot of student activities, exams are coming from his brain.
He actually did something that changed school.
Unfortunately, I do not think Manabu did anything similar in his tenure. I don't even get him being "Best Student Council President." to ever exist type of hype.
I mean sure he remained "fair." But that's it, leading class to graduate as A without much opposition shown to us, just being brother of "Horikita" giving him light....I am not his basher either.
Just stating my own views. Being fair is a given, even considering that position with his ability...still he did not do anything. (Meaning, using it for his own benefit)
The fact that Nagumo starts from B only makes it better, as officials judged him unworthy of A.
Maybe attitude or some kind of history recorded in his file, we haven't been exposed to such details.
It's not important in a sense.
"I think...I mean, I was President in my third year of junior high school."
"Someone's into bragging."
"Quiet. There wasn't much, I was a bit disappointed in the end. But lady specially told us... it's fishy."
"Ichinose has a big nose."
"You making fun of me? Is that it?"
"Guilt, failure, being disappointment to your parents is not a good feeling....is it?"
For Ichinose Honami, a kind-hearted girl who is well-educated since childhood, this is something more painful than being punished herself.
It's something...lines of these.
"Yeah. I wanted to help but ended up doing....that."
A whisper that I probably wouldn't have heard if we are not in a position like now.
It comes out of her mouth, statement that makes her shake a little bit, at least she put down her scratches again....I kinda want to get her DNA, cell structure verified in St. Mungos.
"Why are you trusting me with such? Please don't give me reasons of gut feeling or some bullshit....be real."
This makes her flinch, do you now feel you are being caught? Indeed, knowing her personality, she would have answered just like above.
So, what's the reason....
"....I..I can harm Re--Kujou-kun. He depends on me. I am sorry. You don't know much...so, bu--but, it's also because I know you won't spread."
"You are paranoid about later too."
No need to change just because you are in face, Ichinose is probably ditching, cursing the fact I knew about her act in her mind.
"I don't like mixing up words."
"...I am sorry."
She's not even matching my eyes, and looking down with a hateful gaze, I don't know to whom it's been directed at, but it's there, "And?"
"Please don't make me....I hate it."
"Ichinose."
"I can get you expelled for assault, expose what happened in faculty room....I can really des---you."
Word "destroy" being used for people is so common here. I don't even have thoughts like that...Crush you, so fucking cringe. Is that even a talk?
"Fingerprints....huh."
"I will wash it. Front of you."
"You should. But it will disappear after a while anyway."
Concept doesn't work how she is imagining, same goes for Kushida. Where these two learn from, meta?
Oops, I am criticising a platform, better not do it. How much time has gone by anyway? I don't have a bed clock nearby, I should buy it....
"Maow. I feel suffocated. How about we go shopping....?"
"You just read my mind."
Somehow, we still didn't move an inch for another seven to nine minutes, I don't know exactly, but only when the sun started to set a little bit....
"How about we make a list now....?"
Instead of nuzzling your face, she could use her time to get a pen or notebook from our bags, where did I put---as here it is.
Um...who is going to write?
"Mmmph. Two more minut--how about, I just turn around?"
Looking up with such mistful eyes, that forces your entire body to pat her head or rub her cheeks. Give comfort, and fulfill demands.
Reasonable or not, doesn't matter.
"It's really overpowered...."
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Author's Note
Damn, 4000 words crossed. I am so tired....
Power Stone's? Comment anyone? ❣️😶