Under Renji's impact, half of his length plunged deep into Himeno's womb, the animal-shaped head even pressing the uterine wall to bulge upward, its outline clearly visible against the skin of her lower abdomen. Over 460 milliliters of seed surged from the tip, flooding into Himeno's womb, filling it until it was round and taut. The girth of him perfectly sealed the entrance to her cervix, blocking it tightly, not allowing even a drop to escape.
As a result, Himeno's once-flat lower abdomen was now visibly rounded by the volume within, the animal head submerged inside, disappearing from view. At a glance, Himeno—hanging against Renji—looked like a woman one or two months into pregnancy.
"Hah… haah… hah…"
Renji panted heavily, a deep sense of release washing through him.
"Himeno… Senior? Himeno Senior? How is it? Was I right about the 460 milliliters? I didn't lie to you, did I? Your own womb should feel it most clearly, right? Look… your belly is all rounded now, Himeno Senior?"
Renji spoke a lot, but Himeno gave no reaction—only silence. For a moment, the entire utility room was filled with the soft, rhythmic plip-plop of her juices, and the distinct plink… plink… of seawater dripping from her full buttocks onto the floor.
"Himeno Senior?"
She still clung to Renji's neck, her head resting on his shoulder, unresponsive. Renji released his grip on her buttocks, instead supporting her waist as he leaned back.
Throughout it all, Himeno showed no reaction at all—she had clearly lost consciousness again under the strain of his intrusion. How many times had she blacked out? Renji had lost count.
Sweat soaked her hair, sticking it together in dark strands. Her face was slack, eyes half-lidded and vacant, devoid of light. Tears had pooled at the corners of her eyes. Saliva trailed unconsciously from the corner of her mouth, mixing with tears and sweat, dampening her clothes. She looked utterly disheveled.
And yet…
It was captivating.
Though Renji could easily grab her buttocks again, lift her high, and let her body weight drive him deep once more—making her womb bulge and forcing her awake with a scream. Though his first release was complete, he showed no sign of softening. If he wanted, he could go all night. Even now, he remained buried inside her, nudging insistently against her inner wall.
But after a moment's thought, Renji held back. There would be plenty of chances like this later. For now, it was better to let Himeno Senior rest.
Still, a mischievous impulse lingered.
Holding Himeno against him, Renji began searching the utility room for tape. As he walked, the movement caused him to shift subtly inside her with each step. Fortunately, the earlier release served as lubrication, dulling the sensitivity enough that Himeno could bear it—so much so that she didn't cry out or wake, though her body still responded. Her womb clenched inward, her passage tightening around him, gripping him with a slow, sucking pressure.
Every few steps, Renji had to pause and push deeper to relieve the building tension—otherwise, it would have been unbearable.
Finally, in a table drawer, he found a large roll of white adhesive tape. Renji cupped Himeno's buttocks from behind and slowly lifted her.
—Zzzztt—
Between them, that terrifying, fleshy connection reappeared. Soon, the bestial head of him caught at the entrance of her cervix, meeting slight resistance. Renji applied pressure, worked it past the opening, and continued to withdraw.
Himeno's hips rose higher and higher until, with a soft, wet pop, he was finally free.
Along with it, a rush of his seed flowed out from her womb, falling to the floor in thick, muffled plops.
Renji laid Himeno down on the table. It wasn't large—only enough to support her upper body—so her thighs still draped over the edge. He quickly tore a strip from the roll of tape and pressed it firmly over her swollen lower lips, sealing the entrance shut, ensuring not a single drop could escape.
"Hmm. Good."
Renji nodded in satisfaction, brushing his fingers over Himeno's slightly rounded lower abdomen.
He took off his uniform jacket and began to wipe her body down. Carefully, he helped her back into her underwear and pants, dressing her just as she usually was—save for that faint, telling swell beneath her navel.
"Himeno Senior?"
He called again. She remained unresponsive. Slinging her over his shoulder, Renji pushed open the utility room door and stepped out.
After a few steps, he paused.
He looked back at the door, still standing ajar, the dim interior visible behind it.
"Did I just… push it open? That's not right… I remember…"
It came back to him suddenly—when they had first entered, Himeno had kicked the door shut. Which meant…
Afterward, to leave, he should have had to turn the knob first, then push.
But just now… he had simply pushed it open.
"No… It can't be. Did it happen again?"
Renji carried Himeno back into the utility room. He examined the door, confirmed its mechanism, and recreated the sequence. He kicked it closed, then tried to push it open.
Once, twice—it didn't budge. Proof: once this door was shut, you had to turn the knob to open it from the inside.
Yet he had just pushed it open and walked out.
But in his memory… Himeno had definitely kicked it closed.
Which meant…
Someone had turned the knob and opened it from the outside while they were inside.
Renji brought a hand to his forehead. A hard, cold knot formed in his chest.
"No way… You're kidding me. Someone was watching again?"
He was certain now. Someone had opened the door partway and seen everything that happened between him and Himeno. It was exactly like the incident with the Eternity Devil.
Last time it was him and Denji. This time, it was him and Himeno.
And this time—unlike with Eternity, when there had been almost no one around—this building was full of people.