She Became Distressed After I Stopped Being Restrained and Started Interacting with Others - Chapter 39

With a strained voice, Honoka’s fingers tightly grasped the collar of my uniform.

“…It’s not enough.”

“…Huh?”

At her quietly spilled words, I caught my breath for a moment.

Honoka’s eyes wavered with even more anxiety than before.

“I know that Yuna cares about me. But just that… it’s scary.”

The hand gripping my uniform trembled.

“Do you really need me…?”

With those words, Honoka pressed her body against mine as if clinging to me.

“Just words alone, won’t make my anxiety disappear.”

The next moment, Honoka’s lips touched my throat.

Then, as if sucking on my neck, she kissed me slowly but firmly.

“Ah…!”

“…This alone still isn’t nearly enough.”

Her sweet whisper tickled my ear.

“Hey, more… become more and more mine alone…”

Honoka’s hand touched the buttons of my uniform.

I tried to stop her hand but seeing her anxious expression, I stopped moving.

“…Honoka”

When I gently touched her cheek, Honoka pressed her face against my hand as if clinging to me.

“…Yuna”

Her wavering eyes gazed at me as if seeking something.

I didn’t say anything more.

Because I knew there was a way to communicate that went beyond words.

The sensation of fingers undoing buttons, and the heat of skin touching.

Lips overlapping, our heartbeats mingling.

Honoka’s arms held me tight so I couldn’t escape, and I accepted her warmth.

As she desired, we confirmed each other again and again.

In the silence, only Honoka’s breathing and my voice echoed——

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The next morning, when I put on my uniform, a dull pain ran across my skin.

“…Ah”

When I slightly shifted my collar, vivid marks remained there.

And not just one or two.

Around my collarbone and neck, and when I rolled up my sleeves, numerous marks were engraved on my arms too.

“…So many”

I murmured without thinking.

To have such obsession carved into me like this—

‘So that anyone can see that Yuna belongs to me…’

Honoka’s words from last night suddenly crossed my mind.

Back then, Honoka had desired me over and over.

To fill her anxiety, to make sure I wouldn’t leave her.

That was Honoka’s best effort at “tying me down.”

“…”

Once again, I asked myself.

Is it okay to continue like this—?

What should I do to remove Honoka’s anxiety?

Is it really okay to just accept this obsession like this…?

Even after thinking about it, no answer came, and I finished preparing for school.

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When I arrived at school, I became conscious of my classmates’ gazes.

Nine times out of ten, the reason was probably the marks slightly visible from my neckline and cuffs. Even though I tried to hide them with my uniform, I couldn’t completely conceal them.

“Yuna-chan”

Just then, someone unexpectedly called out from behind me.

“…Shiori”

When I turned around, Shiori was there.

Wearing her usual calm smile, she was watching me.

“Can we talk for a bit?”

Shiori’s eyes were fixed directly on me.