St. Veritas Academy—
In the classroom of Year 1, Class D, Chloe sat at her desk, lost in thought.
Her life had been completely turned upside down in a single night. The memory of Alex's abuse was still vivid. The dazed girl reached out and touched her stomach, her expression conflicted.
Chloe tilted her head, glancing backward... Her seat was in the middle of the front row, while Alex's was at the very back by the window, with only a storage cabinet and a trash can behind him.
His seat was empty. Alex hadn't come to school this morning, which slightly eased Chloe's nervous tension.
She was afraid of him.
Regardless, after last night, the two people who had never exchanged a word in class could no longer ignore each other.
"Chloe~"
"Chloe?"
"Chloe!"
The shouting by her ear finally dragged her back to reality. She turned to see the short-haired girl beside her staring at her with concern. Chloe quickly forced a smile. "Mackenzie, what is it?"
This cute, pretty girl with short blue hair was Mackenzie, her best friend.
Her chest was equally large.
"I'm fine, but you look distracted. What are you thinking about?" Mackenzie, who sat just one seat away, noticed her friend's frequent spacing out. "You didn't even respond when I called you."
"It's nothing..."
After leaving Alex's house this morning, Chloe tried to tell her mother what happened. However, just like on the phone, she couldn't utter any words that were detrimental to him. It was the same at school.
Even with her best friend, she couldn't tell the truth.
It was as if her body had been cursed.
"Did you get rejected? By Jake?" Mackenzie knew her friend liked the upperclassman on the track team, and he was the only thing that could make Chloe so down. "Did you get heartbroken?"
"No," Chloe said, though she looked even gloomier. It wasn't a rejection, but in a way, it was a heartbreak.
Buzz, buzz—
A LINE message came through. Chloe's nerves tightened, thinking it was from Alex. She opened it and felt a slight relief—it was from Jake.
[Chloe, meet me by the cherry blossom tree near the track during lunch break.]
Jake...
Jake was on the track team. He was kind, athletic, and had good grades. In short, he was popular with the girls. Chloe liked him too, and although she hadn't confessed, she could sense it.
Jake liked her too.
If nothing went wrong, the two of them would definitely have ended up together—a beautiful, mutual love. But that was before. The girl held her phone, her expression complex. Now she was someone else's property—
"Alex!"
The loud shout behind her nearly made her drop her phone. She jumped violently, perhaps suffering from PTSD related to that name. Chloe quickly turned around and saw a boy and a girl confronting each other at the classroom door.
The boy was, of course, Alex. Had he finally come to school? She thought he would keep skipping.
The girl was a strikingly beautiful silver-haired student. Her smooth, delicate face was charming, and her red, gem-like eyes sparkled. She had a piece of clothing tied around her waist.
She was the silver-haired, red-eyed type that everyone found attractive.
Her expression was not friendly. She was glaring fiercely at Alex, who was holding a carton of milk and about to enter the classroom.
"Can I help you?"
Slurp—
Alex asked calmly, biting the straw.
"Help me? You almost crashed into me, do you realize that?!" The silver-haired, red-eyed beauty, Anya, put her hands on her hips, her voice aggressive. "What's wrong with you? Can't you watch where you're going?"
The girl, Anya, was beautiful, but her personality was a big problem. She was a troublesome gyaru (a Japanese term for a type of overly-trendy, sometimes delinquent girl) in class. Most students preferred not to mess with her.
Hearing her undisguised anger and provocation, Alex quirked his mouth playfully, releasing the straw. "Anya, are you looking for trouble?"
"Looking for trouble? Hmph—"
The commotion didn't attract much attention, as Anya was known to be a troublesome gyaru. But Chloe, who knew Alex's true nature, watched the pair with growing dread.
Anya is so brave, daring to provoke Alex. She's going to suffer.
This thought crossed her mind, and Chloe couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
"So what if I'm looking for trouble? It's still your fault."
"And what do you want to do about it?"
"An apology, and, ideally, compensation..."
Alex stood before her with a wide smile. His gentle smile was like a spring breeze. Anyone unfamiliar with him would think he was a nice guy who didn't want any trouble, but he was completely ignoring Anya's words.
He was throwing everything she said into the trash.
Before Anya could finish, Alex abruptly reached out. "I get it. I won't hold a grudge. Anya, don't worry about it. Let's shake hands to show goodwill."
"Huh? Did you even hear what I said...?" Did this guy even listen to me?
Before she could speak the rest of her mind, the following words were caught in her throat. The girl's face kept changing color. She suddenly found herself unable to control what she was saying. "I understand."
"It's my fault. Alex, please don't be angry."
W-What's going on?!
It wasn't just her words. Her body moved automatically too. Facing his outstretched hand, she actually reached out to shake it.
Who wants to shake his hand!! What's happening to me? Why am I apologizing to him? Are you kidding me? Anya was furious, grinding her teeth. Realizing what she had just said, she was about to explode.
The next second, her face flushed blood red. All her planned angry words were swallowed back down.
Wha... what's happening? My body...
The moment they shook hands, the instant their skin touched, an electrical current shot out. A tingling sensation traced a path from his palm straight into her heart. Her body trembled almost imperceptibly.
An inexplicable rush of lust surged upward.
W-What is this?!
The girl was stunned by the abnormal change in her body. She wanted to pull her hand away, but she was deeply unwilling to, even though Alex wasn't gripping her; she simply couldn't withdraw it.
The blush on her face spread to her earlobes and neck, covering a large area. She opened her mouth to speak, but only an intimate gasp came out. Her sharp eyes, so fierce moments ago, were now moist and glazed over.
Shimmering, with the look of flowing spring water.
And physically—under her trembling body, waves of pleasure were washing over her, one after another. Her slender, pale legs under her short skirt trembled slightly. In a place no one could see, her panties were slowly becoming wet.
"You—"
Anya desperately bit her lip, trying to prevent any more intimate moans from escaping.
So strange, my body is so strange~
"What about me?" Alex looked at the hand gripping his tightly. "Oh my, you're blushing! What's wrong, Anya? Are you sick?"
"I—"
What am I supposed to say? Should I tell him my body is acting up? Anya clamped her cherry lips shut, stubbornly insisting, "No!"
"Oh, that's good. But you do look a bit off," Alex maintained his smiling demeanor. "Since you're fine, can you let go of me now?"
He gestured to her hand holding his.
However, the silver-haired beauty didn't let go; she gripped him even tighter. She was panicking internally. I want to let go! Who wants to hold your hand? But... but... I can't!
Whoosh!
Just as she thought that, Alex suddenly pulled his hand away, making the silver-haired girl's eyes constrict.
"Ah!!"
Don't misunderstand; her body didn't change, she simply lost her support and slumped toward the floor.
"Anya? That's dangerous," Alex caught her, preventing the gyaru from hitting the ground, which resulted in her leaning completely against his chest.
An intimate embrace.
[Anya]: —[Strength]: 6 —[Agility]: 5 —[Intelligence]: 5 —[Constitution]: 5
Her attributes were slightly higher than Chloe's, but still well within Alex's control range. Naturally, her physical abnormalities and strange behavior were all due to [Absolute Control].
This was the terrifying aspect of Absolute Control. It could control not only the body but also the five senses. Alex was using this ability to induce a climax-like pleasure in her.
He was becoming more and more proficient with his power.
He was doing all of this and still pretending to be clueless. Facing his utterly innocent expression, Anya had no idea that all her body's anomalies were his doing.
Her body nestled in his embrace, surrounded by his scent.
The gyaru student felt only shame and anger at this moment. She wanted to leave, but the rush of pleasure inside her was growing stronger with each wave. She even started to have some bold ideas, which shocked her.
Anya, you must be losing your mind!
"Anya, you're very hot. Are you really sick? Should I take you to the infirmary?" Alex asked innocently, full of concern.
He felt the girl's soft body and warmth. Held in his arms, she felt delicate. The faint fragrance and the surge of hormones were ignited, provoking his most primal urges.
The softness of her chest pressed against him, the sensation was incredible.
Looking at the silver-haired, red-eyed, previously aggressive gyaru, now reduced to a seductive, charming state, made him want to commit a crime.
Anya's fierce self-respect made her grit her teeth, and she used her willpower to push Alex away. She wanted to curse him, but couldn't get the words out. Finally, she managed to squeeze out one sentence: "N-No, thank you!"
Embarrassing! So embarrassing!
I actually—
Hoo...
She trembled her way back to her seat and slumped onto her desk, burying her head in her arms, not saying a word. Alex shrugged, a flicker of amusement in his eyes, and walked to his own seat.
He noticed a gaze on him, and looked up, catching Chloe's hurried withdrawal of her eyes. He raised an eyebrow.
What's wrong with me? Even after separating from Alex, the feeling in her body hadn't subsided. This sudden, tormenting pleasure was driving Anya insane.
The gyaru had never experienced sex before. Suddenly encountering this situation, she felt confused and a little panicked.
Yet, the body's craving and pleasure also held her captive.
Under the desk, her thighs squeezed together, rubbing slightly. Feeling unsatisfied, she quietly slipped her hand under her skirt. Anya, her forehead pressed against the cold desktop, looked like her eyes were about to drip water.
She let out a seductive, soft whimper.
Why is my body like this? Anya didn't understand, and could only sink into her own clumsy attempts to find relief.
Her panties were soaked.
All of this was seen by Alex. Of course, besides him, Chloe saw it too. Although Chloe didn't know exactly what happened, she saw the gyaru walk away.
She knew Alex was definitely responsible.
He's just as terrifying as ever...