The chaotic, debauched weekend finally bled into Monday morning.
Lying in the tangle of silk sheets, Haruto gently patted Mai's bare, soft hips, nudging her awake from the heavy slumber of his embrace.
"Mai, are you planning on going to class today?" he asked, his voice smooth and teasing.
"Yes! Of course I am!"
At the very mention of school, Mai violently snapped awake, practically launching herself into a sitting position.
Her body ached pleasantly all over, marked and hollowed out from hours of relentless, mind-numbing pounding that had left her practically vibrating with residual heat.
By now, she had begrudgingly accepted the harsh reality that Haruto was an insatiable monster who had already sunk his claws into every single girl in their dimensional chat group.
She couldn't possibly stop him—especially since fighting back only made him pin her down and fuck her harder, driving her to screaming, whimpering orgasms until she begged to be filled.
Yet, despite her thoroughly used and exhausted state, a fierce spark of defiance ignited in her chest.
She knew what kind of predator he was.
If he was running rampant across multiverses, there was nothing stopping him from eyeing the prime, untouched pussies right here in their own high school.
Their campus was crawling with gorgeous, well-known beauties, and if Haruto set his sights on them, it would be game over for every single innocent girl in sight.
So, driven by an urgent need to form a defensive frontline, she was unusually motivated to get to school and guard her territory.
"Good. Then go wash up and get dressed," Haruto smirked, watching her scramble out of bed, her bare legs trembling slightly under her own weight.
After hurriedly taking a hot shower to scrub away the dried fluids coating her thighs, eating a quick, simple breakfast.
And checking to make sure she could walk without waddling too obviously, the two of them stepped out the door together to face the day.
By pure coincidence, they ran into Yukino just as she was stepping out of her apartment building.
Spotting the two of them walking hand-in-hand, Yukino froze for a fraction of a second, her sharp eyes flicking down to their intertwined fingers.
But she quickly reined in her emotions, smoothing her expression into one of pristine composure before offering a polite, distant greeting.
"Good morning, Haruto-kun. Good morning, Sakurajima-san."
"Good morning," they replied in unison.
After exchanging the brief pleasantries, Haruto casually suggested.
"Since we're heading the same way, why don't we walk to station together?"
"...Very well."
Yukino hesitated, biting her lower lip for a moment before giving a stiff, reluctant nod.
What other choice did she realistically have?
Their routes to school overlapped regardless.
The three of them walked side-by-side in a tense, palpable silence.
An awkward, suffocating atmosphere hung heavily between them the entire way, finally dissipating only when they reached the school gates and split off toward their respective buildings.
Before parting ways, Mai leaned in, fixing Haruto with a sharp, warning glare.
"My classroom is right next to yours, you know. I'll be keeping both eyes on you, mister."
The moment the words left her mouth, a familiar, hyperactive shock of pink hair bounced into their space.
"Yahallo, Haruto-kun!" Yui beamed brightly.
"..."
The overly affectionate, sugary tone of her greeting made Mai narrow her eyes, shooting Haruto an immediate, deeply questioning look.
"Good morning, Yuigahama-san. Is there something you needed so early in the morning?"
Haruto asked smoothly, keeping his expression entirely innocent.
Yui instantly started fidgeting, nervously rubbing her hands together behind her back.
"W-well... I spent the entire weekend practicing and learning how to bake a brand-new batch of cookies. Do you think I could bring them to the clubroom later during the break for you to taste?"
Her hazel eyes sparkled with desperate, eager anticipation.
She had completely sacrificed her weekend off, slaving away in the kitchen to perfect her baking skills, utterly determined to earn a glowing review from him this time and wipe away the culinary disaster of the past.
"Of course. I'd love to try them," Haruto nodded warmly.
"Yay! Thank you so much, Haruto-kun! See you at break, then!"
She flashed him a dazzling, radiant smile before turning on her heel to skip away.
Suddenly, she halted, glancing back over her shoulder with a mischievous grin.
"Oh, and Haruto-kun... you don't have to be so formal anymore. You can just call me Yui."
With a playful wink, she finally scampered off down the corridor.
Mai slowly turned her gaze back to Haruto, her arms crossed tight beneath her chest, screaming unsaid accusations.
Haruto innocently shrugged, spreading his hands.
"Don't look at me like that. We've only exchanged a few words. She's just naturally bubbly and friendly with everyone."
"..."
Knowing full well that arguing with him was entirely pointless, Mai let out a long, defeated sigh.
Trusting him was an exercise in pure foolishness, but she had classes to get to. Turning on her heel, she stomped off toward her classroom.
Haruto smoothly made his way to his own seat, settling down just as the bell approached.
"Haruto-kun, did you walk to school with your girlfriend this morning?"
Megumi Kato materialized quietly beside his desk, her tone as casual and unbothered as ever.
"Guilty as charged. You know how it is—Mai and I are still shacking up together for the time being," Haruto admitted without a shred of hesitation.
Megumi took the heavy confession entirely in stride.
After all, having lurked through the live-stream broadcasts, she had witnessed far more depraved, intimate spectacles between Haruto and his growing roster of women.
Compared to that, the concept of a "girlfriend" felt like absolute child's play.
She had seen things after which a simple domestic relationship hardly fazed her.
Still, as she looked at him, a subtle, quiet pang of envy twitched in her chest.
Shifting gears, she leaned her head in closer, dropping her voice.
"By the way, Haruto-kun... do you remember that boy, Tomoya Aki?"
"Has he been bothering you again?"
Haruto's eyes instantly narrowed, a bit of annoyance flashing across his face at the mere mention of the obnoxious anime-obsessed otaku.
If Tomoya was stupid enough to keep harassing Megumi, Haruto wouldn't be polite anymore.
Megumi felt a warm, fluttery sensation of genuine care bloom in her chest at his protective reaction, though her expression remained calm as she shook her head.
"No, he hasn't bothered me at all. But... do you remember that awful car accident right outside last Friday?"
"Vividly." Haruto raised an eyebrow.
"What, did the guy get himself injured and end up skipping school?"
Megumi leaned in until her lips were nearly brushing his ear, whispering the juicy gossip with a soft, breathy undertone.
"It's much worse than just a few broken bones. I heard a front-row wheel of that car ran directly over his pelvis... and down there, he's completely ruined..."
She trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid, but Haruto caught the exact clinical implication instantly.
His expression twisted into a bizarre, mixture of shock and Empathy.
Good grief... did the chaotic butterfly effect actually end up turning Tomoya Aki into a literal, certified eunuch?
Seeing his reaction, Megumi blinked. "Why do you look so horrified about it, Haruto-kun?"
Haruto winced darkly, leaning back in his chair.
"Only a guy can relate and understand this Megumi. Let it be."
"How could this possibly happen to me?"
Tomoya Aki lay trapped in his sterile hospital bed, staring blankly at the formal medical report in his trembling hands.
He had aggressively shooed his mother and family out of the room just moments prior, entirely unable to bear the weight of their pitying glances or his own catastrophic humiliation.
The crushing, unbearable horror of it all boiled down to a single, devastating reality: that part of him was gone.
Miraculously, his limbs, skull, and torso had escaped major trauma during the accident.
But the heavy, jagged undercarriage of the vehicle had directly impacted his lower pelvis, utterly annihilating his reproductive organs.
The surgical team had delivered the crushing verdict—the tissue had been pulverized beyond repair, leaving amputation as the only medical recourse to prevent fatal sepsis and gangrene.
"What kind of sick, twisted cosmic joke is this?!"
He refused to believe it.
He frantically re-read the medical charts over and over, his desperate eyes hunting for any sign of an error, but the brutal authenticity only sank deeper into his chest. This wasn't a nightmare.
The sheer, inescapable weight of reality hit him with the force of a freight train, nearly making him black out from shock.
His life as he knew it was over. His future as a man had been violently erased.
With a choked, strangled cry of absolute anguish, Tomoya crumpled the official report in his fists, tearing it viciously into pathetic, scattered shreds.
"Ugh... ugh... ahhhh..."
Burying his face deep in his palms, Tomoya broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.
It had all transpired because he let petty jealousy and burning resentment cloud his judgment.
"If only I hadn't given in to those pathetic thoughts of revenge..."
Regret clawed at his throat like a razor.
Clenching his bedsheets so hard his knuckles turned white, he bit down on his lower lip until it bled, casting a hateful curse up toward the ceiling.
"I only wanted to pull a petty trick to get back at him! Why do I deserve such a monstrous, disproportionate punishment?!"
"And.... and it's not even my fault!"
"If he hadn't deliberately humiliated me in front of everyone, I never would have retaliated!"
"It's all his fault... yes, it's all his fault...!"
His voice gradually dissolved into a manic, pathetic mutter, mindlessly repeating the same bitter mantra over and over like a broken machine.
The floor nurse pushing a medication cart into the room froze dead in her tracks, startled and deeply unnerved by the sight of the unhinged patient rocking back and forth in the bed.
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