"Are you... dead?"
When I opened my eyes, I was looking up at the sky. The clear blue sky of early summer, with clouds that looked like cotton candy. The sunlight was so bright that I had to squint. I felt a strange sensation, as if my body was floating.
Then, a sudden wave of pain hit me all over.
"No, I'm alive."
Pain means I'm alive.
As my consciousness slowly returned to reality, I began to grasp the situation around me.
Asphalt pavement.
Scattered shards of glass.
And the sound of people gathering around me.
"Sato-kun! Sato-kun!"
A frantic voice called out.
Oh, right.
Why was I lying here on the ground?
My memories started to come back.
"Are you okay, Sakurai-san?"
"I'm fine! But Sato-kun..."
Sakurai Misaki, the student council president, was looking down at me with tears in her eyes.
She was too close. Too close.
Normally, I would faint at this distance.
Her clean black hair smelled of soap.
But right now, the pain was too much to even think about fainting.
That's right, I remember now.
Today was just a regular Tuesday.
I was walking along the edge of the hallway as usual, heading to class.
I always stick to the edges.
That's the rule.
I don't want to be in the way with my 120-kilogram body.
I don't want to bother anyone.
Then, suddenly, Sakurai-san slipped down the stairs.
In that moment, my body moved on its own.
I reflexively jumped out and caught her.
That part was fine.
The problem was that we fell out the window together.
"Damn, I broke the school window."
I fell from the second floor and crashed into a car in the parking lot.
The car's hood was dented, and the windshield had spiderweb cracks.
It looked like a new car, which made me feel even worse.
"That doesn't matter right now! I've called an ambulance!"
Sakurai-san said, her face pale with worry.
I looked around and saw teachers and students gathering.
This is embarrassing.
Especially the students looking down at me from above.
From this angle, my belly looks even bigger.
"I'm okay. It hurts, but I don't think any bones are broken."
Yeah.
I look like a chubby guy, but I'm actually really strong.
I've been this way since elementary school.
I think I have steel muscles hidden under all this fat.
So, this much won't...
"Um... Sato-kun. Your right hand is bleeding."
Huh?
I looked at my right hand, and sure enough, there was blood seeping out.
Did I cut it on the glass?
It's not a big deal, though.
But when I touched the wound...
"—Huh?"
My vision warped.
And then, I saw it. I saw everything that had just happened, like it was playing in reverse.
Falling out the window, catching Sakurai-san, walking down the hallway.
It wasn't just that.
I felt my smartphone camera turn on.
The images I was seeing were being saved as data.
"Wha...!?"
I looked at the smartphone in front of me, and there was a video of everything that had just happened, saved on it.
It was as clear as if someone had been filming it.
"Sato-kun? You look pale."
"Oh, no, it's nothing."
I quickly put the smartphone back in my pocket.
The sound of the ambulance siren was getting closer.
Teachers were rushing around.
The sound of a camera shutter, like a transfer sound, was quietly ringing in my pocket.
Something big must have happened.
But right now, I can't think about that.
Because...
"I'm sorry, Sakurai-san."
"Yes?"
"I'm hungry. Can I eat something before I go to the nurse's office?"
Hunger is the best painkiller.
That should be in the textbooks.
Sakurai-san looked confused, but my smartphone was filling up with more and more videos.
The surprised faces of the students around me.
The flustered expressions of the teachers.
And... Sakurai-san's worried eyes.
Everything was being recorded.
Everything was being saved.
This is my new ability—psychometry.
And the power to save the memories I see when I touch something as videos.
The beginning of a new story for this chubby guy.
...But my stomach really is empty.
In the ambulance, I secretly checked my smartphone.
A list of saved video files.
Organized with timestamps.
"Accident occurrence · Falling from the window"
"Sakurai-san rescue scene"
"Reactions of those around"
Like security camera footage, recorded from multiple angles.
And with sound.
"This... might be useful."
I muttered to myself.
Lying on the bed in the nurse's office, looking up at the ceiling, I thought back to what had just happened.
My right hand was covered with a band-aid.
The pain had eased, but the other "strangeness" remained.
"Maybe... maybe..."
I muttered to myself.
Like in those anime and manga.
Yeah, the kind where you gain a power.
I can't calm down.
"Nnhoooo! Here it comes!"
I almost shouted out loud, but quickly covered my mouth.
Calm down, me.
Think calmly.
I need to verify what just happened.
But how?
"That's it!"
I had an idea.
This bed, someone might have used it yesterday evening.
If I touch it, maybe...
I touched the band-aid on my right hand.
Yeah, the same feeling as before.
The memory of when I got the wound came back.
So...
Carefully, I placed my hand on the bedsheet.
"—!"
My vision warped.
And then...
"Eh?"
I saw the scene from yesterday evening in the nurse's office.
The evening nurse's office, the curtains around the closed bed.
No one could see the bed where the strict and beautiful teacher, Yoshiyama Miyu-sensei, was lying.
"Ah... what's happening..."
I couldn't help but let out a voice.
The newlywed beautiful teacher, Yoshiyama Miyu-sensei, was masturbating on the nurse's office bed.
Yoshiyama-sensei took off her pants and panties, spreading her legs wide and starting to masturbate.
She inserted her fingers into her pussy, making wet sounds as she moved them obscenely.
I never thought such a strict teacher would...
"Hah... hah..."
The breathing and water sounds were too real, and I couldn't stop my erection.
Every time Yoshiyama-sensei's fingers moved inside her pussy, she let out moans of pleasure along with obscene juices flying out.
"Ahh... it feels good..."
Both hands playing with her own pussy, Yoshiyama-sensei.
Inserting her fingers, making squelching sounds as she moved them vigorously.
Her fingers, covered in love juices, were pulled out of her pussy, dripping with white love juices.
"Ahh... no more! I'm going to cum! Cumming, cumming, cumming!"
She screamed and her body convulsed.
All the strength left her body, and she collapsed onto the bed.
She slowly opened her eyes, breathing heavily.
"Ahh... that felt good..."
She smiled happily, looking satisfied.
Seeing her like this, my heart was pounding.
What should I do?
I was incredibly excited.
And... the scene changed.
This time, it was Yoshiyama-sensei getting up from the bed and fixing her disheveled clothes.
"Does this mean Yoshiyama-sensei's masturbation was recorded?"
I checked the video file list on my smartphone.
"Yoshiyama Miyu · Masturbation in the nurse's office"
That's what the file said.
"I can't tell anyone about this..."
Yoshiyama-sensei is an idol among us students.
She's popular and always surrounded by students.
She's strict and composed during class, but after class, she's gentle and kind, talking to everyone casually.
Such a teacher was masturbating in the nurse's office.
If this got out, the whole school would be in an uproar.
"Ahh, I just got a new ability, and this is how it starts..."
I took out my smartphone from my pocket and checked the recorded video.
No matter how many times I watched it, it was erotic.
I was grateful for my ability.
"But what should I do?"
This is seriously bad.
In two ways.
"Woahhh! So this is psychometry?!"
This time, I forgot to suppress my voice.
But it can't be helped.
Because this is a real cheat ability, right?!
Just by touching something, you can see the past!
...But you also see things you shouldn't.
"I'll keep Yoshiyama-sensei's secret to myself."
I said, trying to sound cool.
In reality, I was desperately trying to suppress the thought of using this as blackmail material.
Right.
This ability, I can't let it be found out.
If it is, I'll be used as a guinea pig.
It's always like that in anime.
"Damn... I'm getting so excited..."
I was having these kinds of thoughts all the time.
But I never thought it would actually happen.
And as the protagonist, a chubby guy...
"Should I lose weight..."
No, wait.
"There are chubby streamers, right?! This might be a chance..."
My imagination ran wild.
YouTube channel "Psychometry Chubby."
100,000 subscribers.
A lot of Super Chats...
"But I just decided not to let it be found out."
I was brought back to reality.
Right, first, I need to research this ability.
Its limits, how far back in the past I can see...
"Alright, after school, I'll touch every book in the library!"
I made up my mind, and my stomach growled.
"...But first, lunch."
The first step to becoming a special ability user is to start with your physical strength.
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