Chapter 19

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Chapter 19: Date (Part 3) – Corruption (No Erotica)  

Author’s Note: Thank you very much for your feedback and for pointing out typos. Some of the typos were critical, like incorrect character names, so your reports were truly helpful.  

Also, I mentioned last time that the date arc would end soon, but the buildup to the H-scene took more space than expected, so I’ve split it. There’s one more chapter left. My apologies. The next chapter will be entirely dedicated to wild action.  

This chapter has no explicit content, but it might be quite important for the story. Additionally, a new character appears—a bratty girl.  

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The night streets had transformed into a completely different world from the daytime.  

Salarymen, who had rushed around in a hurry during the day, now walked with lighter steps as they disappeared into buildings. Some had young women by their sides—relationships unclear. Occasionally, young couples slipped through doors, looking intimate.  

This was the hotel district. Neon lights in eye-searing fluorescent colors blazed brilliantly, illuminating the night streets brighter than sunlight. Though less crowded than the entertainment district, the area pulsed with an invisible energy—the vitality of sex.  

From the nearby red-light district, the voices of touts echoed like festival noise, perfectly masking the conversations of passersby.  

Most pedestrians were in pairs. A few advanced players moved in groups, but the majority were male-female duos.  

Because of this, Rin and Kaede stood out. Rin’s otherworldly beauty drew attention first, and the age gap between them only invited more curious stares.  

But Rin walked confidently, unfazed. Having lived under scrutiny since childhood, she was adept at ignoring people’s gazes. Kaede, too, seemed oblivious—or perhaps only Rin existed in her world. Their indifference only made them more conspicuous.  

Rin glanced at the unusually quiet Kaede and found her staring back, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed with adoration. It was the face of a girl in love. Even Rin, who had seen Kaede’s lovestruck expressions countless times, felt her pulse quicken at its allure.  

—Had her husband ever seen this face?  

The question bubbled up, unmistakably born of jealousy.  

Speaking of her husband…  

“By the way, what did you tell him to get out today?”  

“I told my tiny-dicked husband it was a teachers’ retreat with an overnight stay. The retreat itself is real, so he didn’t suspect anything.”  

So, right now, her husband was eating dinner alone, oblivious to his wife’s transformation or her romantic stroll through the night with a student.  

The dark shadow over Rin’s heart lifted, replaced by a shudder of sadistic pleasure and superiority. A cruel, crescent-moon smile curled her lips as she pulled Kaede close.  

“Nn❤️ Master…”  

“Yes. Let’s hurry.”  

Kaede, already aroused, clung to her like a spoiled child. Rin’s cock, though not fully erect, was already at attention—an outrageous size, its bulge visible even under her flared skirt.  

They quickened their pace, weaving through the crowd. Now accustomed to the atmosphere, Rin had time to observe their surroundings.  

The love hotels here lacked the castle-like extravagance of suburban ones. Aside from pink signs and garish lighting, they resembled ordinary hotels or inns, packed tightly together. Rin wondered if such competition was inefficient.  

Speculating about the relationships around them was oddly fun. Surprisingly, few seemed like genuine couples. Most were likely hostess bar pickups or hotel health workers. Some pairs had glaring age gaps—sugar daddies or compensated dating.  

The sex workers dressed flashily, with more skin than fabric. Though Kaede, a stunning beauty, stood beside her, Rin’s insatiable cock twitched at every sexy woman. Her eyes roamed their alluring bodies, mentally rating them with vulgar delight.  

(Ugh, what’s with that outfit? Her tits are practically out. So lewd❤️ I wanna grope her while ramming my cock in❤️ But her face is a 65/100. That couple over there—the girl’s kinda cute❤️ Her boyfriend looks like he’s packing a tiny one. Poor girl…❤️ I wanna steal her away❤️❤️)  

Unconsciously, she assessed the women’s “fuckability,” assigning scores. It was a nasty habit she didn’t even realize she had—or rather, the mindset of a sexual predator.  

(Whoa, who’s that girl…❤️❤️)  

—Suddenly, a girl far more beautiful than the rest flickered at the edge of her vision.  

Her golden hair, glowing against the night, looked like molten pure gold. The lustrous strands were tied into twintails with thin black ribbons.  

Her features were exquisitely refined. Her translucent skin, smooth as silk, was paler than a Japanese person’s. Her large eyes, a deep ocean blue, were sharp and upturned—far more intense than Rin’s. Her nose was perfectly straight, her lips small and plump, with sharp canines peeking from her smirk. Her face was the picture of insolence.  

But what truly caught Rin’s eye was her body.  

Her chest, straining against her uniform, dwarfed her petite face. With every movement, they jiggled enticingly. Her round, plump ass looked ripe for torment, and her waist was so narrow it seemed to defy anatomy. Her ultra-short skirt barely covered her thighs.  

Despite her childish hairstyle and face, her body oozed sexual appeal—a bratty, unbalanced beauty. Her height, barely 150 cm, only amplified the contrast.  

(Such a lewd body❤️❤️ And that bratty face❤️ I wanna break her❤️❤️ Choke her while raping her into submission❤️❤️ Make her kneel and stomp on that pretty golden hair❤️  

…Wait, who’s that gross old man with her? A sugar daddy? What a waste. I’d treat her so much better❤️)  

The girl clung to the man’s arm, her smirk twisting into something devilish.  

The man looked old enough to be her father. His balding head and bloated belly triggered visceral disgust. Even from a distance, his oily face gleamed.  

But his tailored suit and wristwatch screamed wealth. He had the air of a company president.  

His lecherous eyes roamed over her as his hand circled her waist. The pairing reeked of crime—a rich man and a bratty teen in compensated dating.  

The girl made no effort to hide it, boldly wearing her school uniform. Maybe in that world, uniforms were a status symbol.  

It suited her. On her exotic features, a normal uniform would’ve looked like cosplay, but this stylish design accentuated her beauty. A plain white blouse, a black-and-navy plaid skirt, and a black blazer with a familiar crest—  

(—Huh?)  

Rin froze.  

“Master?”  

“Come here.”  

She pulled Kaede away, putting distance between them and the pair. Luckily, the girl didn’t seem to notice, too busy fawning over the man.  

“Heyyy, mister❤️ There’s a bag I waaant❤️”  

“Again? I just bought you one last week!”  

“Pleaaase? It’s Hermès’ new line❤️ …If you won’t get it, I’ll ask someone else~”  

“O-Okay, okay! I’ll buy it! Hermès, Gucci, whatever you want!”  

“Really?! I love you, mister❤️ I’ll let you play with me all night❤️”  

Rin couldn’t hear them clearly, but the man’s fearful expression and the girl’s condescending tone made the power dynamic obvious.  

Kaede, noticing Rin’s gaze, studied the girl too.  

“That’s… a Nightshade Academy uniform.”  

“Yes. If she recognizes us, it’ll be trouble. Let’s hide.”  

They slipped into the shadows between buildings, watching. The pair seemed headed for a nearby love hotel—one of the fanciest in the area. The girl followed the drooling old man inside.  

—Instinctively, Rin raised her phone.  

Her latest-model smartphone captured the two clearly, even under the neon glare. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. Her eyes clouded with sadism, her mouth curling into a leer. Imagining the girl’s naked body, her cock throbbed.  

(This is… insurance. In case she saw us.)  

She muttered flimsy justifications to herself as she put the phone away.  

Once the pair was out of sight, they returned to the street. Kaede sighed in relief.  

“That was close. Do you know her, Master?”  

“No. But it’s odd. With looks like that, I’d remember her.”  

“Her ribbon was red. It’s no wonder you didn’t recognize her.”  

Ah. Rin had been too fixated on her face to notice.  

At Nightshade, ribbon colors changed with grade: red for first-years, blue for second, purple for third. The girl was a freshman—barely a month into school. It was plausible they’d never crossed paths.  

“…Whatever. Let’s just get to the hotel.”  

“Yes❤️”  

Pushing the girl from her mind, Rin quickened her pace.  

The brat’s lewd, voluptuous body had only stoked her arousal. Fighting the urge to ravage Kaede right there, she headed for their destination, a love hotel.

Here is the faithful English translation without any words missing:

The place they had arrived at was a hotel that was positioned at a mid-tier level even in this city. Not too expensive, but in a price range that didn’t lose the love hotel atmosphere. It was an average love hotel with pale pink exterior walls illuminated by colorful lighting. Perhaps because it hadn’t been long since construction, the interior was reasonably clean.

Of course, it was Rin’s first time and she didn’t understand how things worked, so she ended up leaving the procedures to Kaede.

She had been a little nervous because she had once seen on the news about a same-sex couple being refused accommodation, but since it was an unmanned front desk, that worry was unfounded.

The room they chose was a bit higher grade, but had no particular extra facilities. Since they were just going to indulge in pleasure, they didn’t need a jacuzzi or massage chairs.

The neatly arranged room was unusually spacious. In the back, there was a fluffy sofa and a glass table. On the desk were a microphone and touch panel, and a large speaker was installed near the TV. It was as if just that corner was like a karaoke box.

And on the left side of the room sat a king-size bed. It was a cute bed with a pale pink base adorned with white lace. Two large heart-shaped pillows were placed on it, but it was a size that could easily fit about two more people.

The pale peach-colored lighting emphasized the sensual atmosphere. The scent that tickled the nostrils was somehow spicy, and strangely made her feel uplifted.

Rin, who had showered and washed off her sweat, was lying on her back on the soft bed as if sinking into it. From the bathroom came the sound of Kaede taking a shower.

Thinking about it, she had been moving around all day. Her body seemed to have unknowingly accumulated fatigue, and she could feel her stiffened muscles relaxing.

A drowsy torpor gently enveloped her limbs, and her consciousness became hazy.

She closed her eyes as if falling into comfortable darkness and indulged in thought.

What she was thinking about was the haze she had been feeling for the past few days—no, ever since she had relations with Kaede. The thorn deep in her heart that she had actually noticed but pretended not to see.

It pierced like a thorn deep in her chest, constantly transmitting a dull, throbbing pain to Rin. Even when she tried to pretend not to see it, it would rear its head when she let her guard down.

To explore the cause of that pain, Rin traced back through her memories.

It started with violating Kaede. Rather than saying her futanari nature was exposed… she was told that Kaede had noticed, and she raped her to silence her. She tried to make her addicted to pleasure and subjugate her to herself, thereby eliminating the option of telling someone.

Next was Saki. After various twists and turns, she had sex with Kaede in front of her, and subjected Saki, who had been aroused by it, to every kind of violation. This was similar to Kaede. She had captivated her so that her relationship with Kaede wouldn’t be exposed.

After that, she had relations with the two of them almost every day. In the morning she used Saki, during the day she violated Kaede, and at night she slept while disciplining Saki. She was living such a debauched life. All of this was to make sure the two of them couldn’t leave her.

And today, she was on a date with Kaede. She had watched a movie with her, gone shopping, shared a meal, and was here at the love hotel.

Rin couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile. Looking back, her actions were full of contradictions.

If she just wanted to silence Kaede, there should have been no need to go as far as rape. If she had just taken photos when she stripped her naked, that would have been sufficient as blackmail material.

Regarding Saki too, it was utterly inexplicable that it led to sex. Rin should have known that given Saki’s personality, she wouldn’t tell anyone even if left alone. Besides, if she did such a thing, she herself would undoubtedly be looked at with curious eyes. Rather, one could say that having relations with Saki had spread her vulnerabilities even further.

Indulging in affairs with the two of them almost daily was rational considering the purpose. However, if they kept doing such things raw, it wouldn’t be strange if a child was conceived eventually. If that happened, naturally the possibility of their relationship coming to light would be very high.

This date was also strange when she thought about it calmly. Even if she was concerned that Rin’s submission to her would weaken during Golden Week, there was no need to go on a date specifically. She could have just come to the love hotel from the beginning.

The contradictions weren’t just that. For example, the obvious jealousy toward Kaede’s husband and ex-boyfriends, and the possessiveness toward her. No matter how many men she had been with, it had absolutely no effect on her purpose (Pretext). This was just one example—if she dug through her memories, countless more would emerge.

In the first place, the premise of sex for silencing purposes was strange from the start. Even if she abandoned her current girls, she was confident they would never take actions that would harm Rin. And to put it in extreme terms, if Rin ordered them to commit suicide, they would execute it without hesitation. There was no need to take such a roundabout method.

Such contradictory actions and the intense sense of discomfort with her thoughts. That was the true identity of the thorn tormenting Rin. That dull pain appealed to Rin as if telling her not to look away from the truth.

So what was causing the contradictions? If silencing was just a pretext, where was her true intention?

“How silly.”

She mocked herself for her deliberate feigning of ignorance.

——She had known what it was all along. And it was a very simple answer. She had just been afraid to face it. Because she felt like she would no longer be herself.

Until now, she had always lived wearing a mask. Beautiful features, talented and beautiful, pure and honest, of good conduct. She had acted like a saint and gentleman. To hide from those around her that she was a Futanari.

However, that reinforced armor built up over many years had eventually come to hide the real Rin as well. All desires and emotions passed through a filter of “how things should be,” making her unable to understand even her own heart.

The real Rin. It was certainly not something praiseworthy. Like a reaction to the mask, it was base and grotesque, utterly vile. Since awakening as a futanari in the true sense, it had frequently surfaced.

What had been causing the discomfort was the friction and discord between them.

Despite all her stuttering excuses, in reality she had simply wanted to violate females and release her sexual desires.

So what should she do?

There were two choices. Continue living hiding her true nature with a mask, or be honest with herself.

If she continued to live as before, her relationships with Kaede and Saki would end here too. She would order them to keep quiet about everything so far and return to a peaceful life. She wouldn’t need to handle sexual needs in the morning, and her after-school time would be free. She could attack Kanzaki Kouki as much as she wanted. If her cock was in the way, she could swallow her shame and consult her family about removal.

However, if she were to cast off her mask, even Rin herself didn’t know what would happen.

She was a beast who revered immoral acts and saw women only as convenient meat toilets. Surely she would try to make the fantasies she had been playing out in her mind while visually violating beautiful girls into reality. Not just Kaede and Saki, but she would undoubtedly devour beautiful women and girls indiscriminately as they caught her eye. She would gleefully try to steal even what belonged to others.

The corner of her mouth lifted. Her slowly opened eyes glowed brilliantly with the color of blood, and her glossy tongue traced over her lips as if applying gloss. Her chest was dominated by muddy, boiling evil emotions.

(Why do I have to give up something that feels so good?)

There wasn’t even a need to think about which to choose.

She closed her eyes once more and took a deep breath. The thorn that had been piercing her chest melted into mush. She could feel her foggy brain clearing up clearly.

A sensation as if the existence called ‘Shirojo Rin’ was being redefined from scratch. The paper-thin, worn, and cracked mask shattered into pieces and was sucked into a black vortex. Her values and preferences were turned upside down——no, they were returning to their proper form.

——Suddenly, the figure of a blonde boy appeared in her mind. Brilliant looks that any woman would be enchanted by. A prince as if he had wandered out of a picture book. The first person Rin had been conscious of as the opposite sex. The first boy that Rin, who had only been relied upon, had relied on.

But that too was quickly painted over in black. The burning love in her chest rapidly faded. Rather, only the images of the beautiful girls around him floated in her head.

Only her love for him had been genuine.

However, at some point the bud of that love had rotted at the root and become a mere shell. She could no longer even remember what she had liked about him.

What remained was the exposed fiend, Shirojo Rin. The smile on her cheek was terrifyingly gruesome yet unbelievably beautiful beyond this world.

“Master…? Have you fallen asleep?”

A moist female voice was heard from above. When she opened her eyes, there was the figure of her beloved meat toilet, Kaede, peering down from above. It seemed she had gotten out of the bath while Rin was lost in thought. Her voluptuous limbs, flushed pale pink, were covered with a bathrobe.

“Kaede.”

“I’m sorry for being late!! If you’re tired, perhaps you should rest for tonight——”

Acting on impulse, she pulled Kaede close and straddled her.

“Master——?!”

And then, she pressed her own lips against those soft lips.

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Author’s Note: I wrote at length, but in summary, Rin was thoroughly despicable all along. With this, we’ve finally reached the starting line. No more making excuses. I plan to thoroughly corrupt females from here on.

I had decided on this psychological transition from the beginning, but when it came to actually writing it, it was very difficult. I hope it doesn’t sound too explanatory… Who would have thought that corrupting the protagonist would be harder than corrupting the heroines.

I’ll end the date arc in the next chapter for sure. The next heroine to be conquered is the blonde, big-breasted bratty girl who appeared in this chapter, but I might insert an H scene with Saki before that. Also, would there be demand for short stories about the protagonist’s past before he had his first ejaculation…?

Once again, thank you very much for your reviews, typo reports, and posts on the activity report. When you write reviews, it really boosts my motivation and also serves as food for future work, so I’d be grateful if you could send them in droves. Talking about fetishes is totally okay too.