Chapter 461 – 461. Haruka 1
The place the woman took me was a shabby warehouse-like place.
A small warehouse next to the sheep barn. But there are traces of people staying here.
A bunch of straws piled up on one side. Next to it is a wooden floor that can barely accommodate two people up to their knees.
Cute things placed on it, an old desk, an old blanket, paper and pen on which something was written, and a small photo album.
“Is this your room?”
“Yes…”
A woman who answers my question while looking at the ground with a very shy expression.
A woman living alone? No. There are no necessities of life. A place where there is no place to wash clothes or dishes, much less wash them.
So you probably don’t live here. Maybe… This is this young lady’s refuge.
It’s not a very nice place, so I’m feeling a bit down, but it doesn’t matter.
Since when did I only have sex in 5-star hotels?
There are places like this and places like that. Anyway, all I have to do is have fun and read the memories.
A woman who will not care about me from now on if I leave this place after reading her memories and enjoying a different taste while gently massaging her.
You don’t have to worry about your information being spread. Because if I die anyway, there won’t be anything to say.
“Take it off.”
At my words, the woman begins to take off her clothes shyly but happily.
I sit down on the narrow floor and watch her undress.
A woman I didn’t know at all until just 5 minutes ago.
But now, he is taking off his clothes as if being held by me is the happiest thing in the world.
As I take off her jumper and her overalls, I see her shapely legs wearing only a white t-shirt.
Ah. Good. As expected, I like missing bottoms.
Should I tell you not to take it off? My breasts aren’t that big, so I guess it wouldn’t be a bad idea to do it like this.
But my timing was late. The woman had already taken off her top and was down to her bra and panties.
Well, it can’t be helped. I guess I’ll have to do it naked too.
While I was feeling a thrill while looking at the naked body of a woman I didn’t know, I saw something on the woman’s right side.
What? Is it like soot?
I was trying to see if there was anything on it, but the woman noticed my gaze and rubbed her body as if she was embarrassed.
And as I moved like that, I noticed something on my side.
“Hey. Just turn half a turn to the left.”
“Yes?”
And then the woman turns half a circle.
“No. That’s the right side. The opposite.”
“Ah. Yes…”
This time she turned properly, and her right side was clearly visible to me.
Okay. This is certain. It’s a bruise.
And when I turn her body, I see bruises on her thighs as well.
“Look back.”
“Yes? Yes.”
A woman standing with her back to me. A slim waist and hollow erector muscles. A rather fine hips. And pure white panties.
It’s an annoying enough situation, but more than that, the bruises are noticeable, and I can’t concentrate.
Thighs. A large bruise on the back.
It looks like it just appeared along with the sides.
Now that I think about it, I see a slight bruise on my forearm.
Also… Is it obvious?
“Hey. Who are you beating?”
“Huh? Ah… Yes. It’s okay. This is nothing…”
“It’s noisy. Just answer the questions simply.”
“Yes. Yes…”
Even though he is in a state of fascination, the answer is not clear and drags on.
Maybe it was just a habit like this. Even charm can’t do anything about this.
It’s frustrating to think about asking and answering each question. In this case, it would be faster to just read the memory.
“You. Come here.”
“Yes!”
A woman coming close to me. I made the woman sit between my legs and grabbed her breasts from behind.
The woman flinched loudly when I touched her. Ugh. Don’t react like that. Now, memory reading comes first.
I think it took about 30 minutes to read my memories.
As I kept touching her breasts without doing anything else, after reading all of her memories, this woman, Haruka, became very horny, and her love juice was flowing down.
“Ugh. You look really shitty too.”
It is a story that is nothing special.
Born in Hokkaido. She is a woman who has never been outside of Hokkaido.
A year after her death, her parents were murdered and her uncle and his wife took over.
Of course, there is no way that such consideration was given out of good intentions.
No, since she treated her well for a year, did her uncle and his wife accept her as a favor at first?
No. At least her uncle bastard didn’t. There was something I was aiming for.
As Haruka grew older, the already pretty girl became more and more feminine, and her uncle’s eyes became more and more sinister.
I don’t know how she could open her eyes like that when she is her own brother’s daughter, but she has many close relatives in her world. This is cuteness.
My uncle’s evil spirit approaches so quietly. In the end, Haruka is raped by her uncle.
It’s amazing. Why not resist violently? If I were in that situation, I would at least grab a kitchen knife and stab myself.
Anyway, the first time is difficult. After being raped by my uncle, it became a daily occurrence.
And eventually, her uncle’s wife, Haruka’s aunt, found out.
From then on, this woman will be held accountable for all her sins.
A very popular and common story.
Do you think she seduced her uncle or is she cheating on him? . Haruka is persecuted for such a stupid reason.
A sexual exploit for her uncle and an emotional dump for her aunt.
And in the end, I tried my hand at it. The bruises on her thighs, forearms, and sides were her aunt’s work.
As time goes by, Haruka’s charm as a woman gradually blooms compared to herself as she grows older.
It wouldn’t have been that difficult for her to become violent towards her. It’s definitely difficult the first time.
Pathetic story. Pathetic people. Pathetic woman.
A material that is not often used in third-rate novels. But Haruka couldn’t do anything about what actually happened.
There is no police, no social media to publicize, and no one to help.
Village? They turned away. Because they were on the side of my uncle and his wife.
Well, this kind of thing happens all the time in a closed society. This isn’t anything special either.
Mask. One of Japan’s absolute powerhouses. My memories of that guy had one thing to do with it.
She didn’t have much information about this woman, so it wasn’t accurate, but she said that the mask often stops by this town.
I don’t even know the reason. Anyway, there is a reason for that, right?
Anyway, if you’ve come here and done this far, you should get some information, right?
It can’t end like this, right? I have to finish it somehow.
Besides, this woman has good material. My favorite material. Revenge.
How to easily open someone else’s heart. At least I’ve never failed with this. The winning rate is high.
Haruka sat in front of me. She looks at her delicate shoulders for a moment.
Hmm. Fortunately, we haven’t gotten off to such a wrong start yet. I think this is enough to try.
She wrote an annulment right away.
And she walked leisurely. In fact, there is no need to hang it. Because Haruka’s skill is growth.
A woman who has absolutely no way of harming me.
As soon as her fascination wears off, Haruka stands up, covers herself, and looks at me fearfully.
There are no harsh screams or attempts to throw punches.
She is just a helpless woman facing an unknown situation and feeling fear.
“Hey. Put on your clothes first.”
It’s not in order yet. You can have sex later as much as you want.
Anyway, if you try this and that, and it doesn’t go your way, you can force it at the end.
So there is no need to rush. What are you doing? Just do it leisurely. Relax.
A woman who glances at me and puts on clothes.
Every time my eyes meet, my anxious eyes tremble as if shaking.
The eyes of a very frightened herbivore.
There is no poison at all. Is it possible to get revenge like this?
Although I said I was in a hurry, when I saw him getting dressed, he was so slow that it was frustrating.
What… I look at her because she’s pretty. If you’re that pretty, you should understand my procrastination.
In the end, Haruka is fully dressed. And the anxious eyes still remain.
Looks like a rat standing in front of a snake.
I’m wow! If you scream, oops! A weak look that looks like it’s about to collapse on the floor.
It wasn’t like this before the world collapsed.
She looked like a fresh and lively, healthy girl from a rural area.
That uncle guy is really amazing too. You did a great job of gaslighting. You made the child sullen and timid.
“You. I can kill your uncle and aunt. Do you want to kill me?”
Haruka looked at me with an expression that said she didn’t understand what I was saying.
Hmm. Is this girl okay? She didn’t seem to be having any trouble with her life.
“Angel… Are you here?”
This is some kind of nonsense again. Why does an angel suddenly appear?
“Angel… That’s right. My letter has arrived… You’ve finally come… Hehe.”
Then she sheds tears.
What? What kind of situation is this?
She didn’t know what she was talking about, but she didn’t act stupid enough to ask what the situation was.
I slowly stand up and approach Haruka.
He puts his hand on her cheek as she looks like she is crying. Looks like he’s quietly feeling the warmth.
And I quickly wrote a memory read. What kind of bullshit are you talking about angels?
Just a quick memory read. You just need to roughly understand the context.
And before I knew it, I had finished reading her memory while seeing her shedding tears.
Ah. I understand. What an angel. Under. This woman is real too. It’s frustrating.
Angels are like that.
A virtual being that will help you overcome your dark situation at once.
A product of delusion created by a weak girl who spent an unstable adolescence and whose daily life was destroyed by destruction and abuse.
After Haruka was treated by her uncle, she always came here and wrote her letter with her miserable heart.
And after she started getting married to her aunt, the amount of letters she wrote increased.
A grim letter. Letter of course.
An unaddressed letter asking them to be punished.
She wanted to resolve it at least that way. Even though I know it can’t come true, I desperately do so.
That’s what she prayed for. Someone please help me.
Even so… What an angel. With sense.
“I’m not an angel. But I’m much more capable than an angel. I can make everything come true. Your letter. Those curse words you said. What do you think? Do you want to do it?”
After hearing her words, Haruka wiped her tears with her hands.
Eyes still filled with tears. But those eyes were different from before.
Resolution. And will.
Okay. If you have eyes like that, you can do it. Well, it’s not difficult.
“What is the answer?”
“I will do it. I will do it.”
“Okay. Then let’s go right away.”
She turned around and went out of the warehouse.
There is a house that appears when you divide the pasture. And there are two people there.
Those would be Haruka’s uncle and aunt. No, rapists and assaulters, right?
Haruka opens her mouth when she sees me floating and moving around because I’m wearing a flight suit.
Ah. She said she wasn’t an angel or anything… Should I have just walked? You look at me so burdensomely.
They are all idiots with only one skill. Her uncle is paralyzed. Her aunt is free from illness.
The first time she raped Haruka, she used paralysis to pin her down and then raped her.
Umm. Then what should I do?
Hmm. Even if you think about it that way, there is no right way to do it.
After all, all I have is sleep, so I have no choice but to do it my way.
He kicks down the door of the shabby house, goes inside, and immediately places an annulment and sleep on a man and a woman who appear to be in their early 30s inside the house.
Two men and women who fall down very easily. And Haruka’s eyes widen.
He takes her tape out of her storage and binds her limbs. At the same time, she does memory reading.
The skills of the kites remain unchanged. Elimination of paralysis and disease.
You don’t have to cover your mouth. Wouldn’t that be a bit more miserable?
Before she kills her, she finishes reading the memory. About the mask guy. Hmm. These guys don’t know much either.
I guess I should check out all the other guys in town.
“Now. A gift.”
Well-taped uncle and aunt. I even made pretty ribbons with duct tape and attached them to each forehead.
Haruka looks embarrassed at me like that.
I guess I never thought something would be resolved this quickly.
The way he looks at me and his uncle and his wife alternately as if he is dumbfounded.
This situation seems incredible.
“Why? You don’t like the ribbon?”
“Eh…? Ah… No.”
“Now do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want. You can kill, torture, kick… If you have a blade or something, you can stab it. You can do whatever you want.”
Only then did Haruka return to reality.
A quietly burning flame can be seen inside the blank eyes.
That strange heat. Okay. I know those eyes because I’ve seen them a lot.
The simplest way to bury terrible memories.
Of course, you will remember what happened to you for the rest of your life, but the feeling will be different.
The texture of the past in which revenge was not taken and the past in which revenge was taken are different.
Everyone is like that. So did I.
