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“Sora……”
When Sato and the others disappeared from the arcade, Nozomi sat there slumped down and then looked at me with a soaked face.
It had nothing to do with the switch in my hand, but Nozomi’s expression was extremely erotic.
“Idiot. I felt so good in front of them that it was frustrating, embarrassing, and scary.”
“I’m sorry, Nozomi. Today was the day I was going to be nice to you. I’m sorry.”
Nozomi trembles as she hugs me. I feel a little fond of Nozomi like that.
Nozomi was a bullied child just like me. I had seen her being used by Sato and the others in the classroom, and I had the image of her always being frightened and apologizing all the time.
Nozomi had bullied me at times, but only at the behest of Sato and Hashida. It is a common pattern for bullied children to take part in bullying at the behest of their tormentors. Well, aside from the fact that Nozomi was ecstatic when she was abusing me.
I can only imagine how Nozomi felt. It was resentment, sorrow, frustration, and anger. It’s a mixture of all of those things, and it’s a terrible feeling, as if all the strength in her body had been drained out of her.
“Nozomi. Next time, it’s your turn to get even. I give you permission to make Saro Ringo and her cronies pay by Nozomi’s hand.”
“Thank you, Sora. I love you.”
When Nozomi whispered her breath into my ear, my whole body trembled as if it were going numb. It works on me when she does this. I’ve spent the last ten years not being loved by anyone, and it works on me.
“…I’m going to get some tools from my room, but is there anything you want?”
So I ask what I was originally going to ask to cover up my feelings.
“Then I ask for a box cutter knife and a toilet brush.”
“Got it.”
I quickly went to my room and got a box cutter, a toilet brush and a flashlight, then I went to Nozomi’s room.
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“It’s dark ! It smells bad ! What is this place ! Where is it !? What is it !?”
“Ringo? Where? Where are we? I can’t see. It’s dark. What is it? What does this mean !?”
“I-I thought I saw something like a big hole suddenly open up at my feet—“
[ [ [Kyaaaaa ! ! ! !] ] ]
When I teleported to the basement and turned on the flashlight, I saw Sato Ringo and two of her cronies, their faces filled with fear, and the three of them hugging each other as they trembled.
“Ahaha.”
Nozomi laughed out in amusement, and Sato was the first to quit being frightened and glared at her tightly.
“Hirai? And Ito…..what is this? Did you do this?”
“That’s right. And here in another world, in the basement of a fruit shop on a busy road, I did my best to block the entrance with lots of sandbags, so no matter how loud you screamed, no one would hear me outside and help would come.”
“……Another world? What are you talking about? Are you nuts?”
“Well, believe it or not, it doesn’t change the fact that you were brought from the arcade to this basement.”
“A dream. This is a bad dream.”
Sato laughed foolishly and her cronies paled.
“Then why don’t you check to see if it’s a dream or not?”
Nozomi twisted her mouth into a smirk, then approached Sato and swung the blade of a box cutter knife at her hand. The flashlight reflected the splattered blood.
“Ah, it huuurts ! !”
:H-Hirai, a-a knife is a crime !”
“I-I know you didn’t like being teased, but that’s too much !”
The high pitched screams of Sato echoed through the small basement. Very noisy. What followed was a series of encouraging words from Sato’s cronies. It was very annoying.
“Teased? That’s how the people who are doing it always put it away. It’s so painful that I want to die, and it’s so frustrating that I want to kill myself. Too much? So what you guys did to me wasn’t too much?”
“W-we didn’t do anything that bad to Hirai !”
“Heh, I see. I understand. So, if it’s what happened to me, I can do it in return, right? Doesn’t that mean it’s okay to let me go through the same thing?
“T-that’……”
Nozomi raises her voice as if she’s going crazy and hysterical. When I shined a flashlight on Nozomi, she had a terrible expression on her face.
The sound of a cutter knife blade clicking in and out in the basement.
“I-it was Ringo who did it…….”
“I-I didn’t really want to do it, but Ringo just forced me to do it.”
“Rina? Eri?”
Is female friendship really that fragile? As soon as Nozomi swings the cutter around a little after being teleported to the basement, Sato’s cronies, who have always flattered her, begin to sell Sato with ease
“Heh, yeah. Hmmm. Well then, seize Sato. Right now. Because she’s the only one who did it, right?”
The two girls started to seize Sato.
“H-hey, Rina, Eri. You’re kidding, right? Are you selling me out?”
“We didn’t sell you. It’s just a reward for Ringo’s selfishness.”
“That’s right. And we’re friends with Hira…Nozomi !”
Disgusting. The moment their friendship fell apart was so ugly that it was unbearable to watch.
“Then, take off Sato’s clothes.”
“H-hey, wait ! ! Rina ! Eri ! !”
Sato was in charge of all the girls and was the center of the class, but it wasn’t like she was particularly competitive. It was enough to subdue even two opponents, and Sato’s jacket was easily removed.
Sato’s bra was a flashy red lacy one. Nozomi unbuttoned the hooks without mercy
“Hey, stop it, Hirai ! I was just messing with you ! ! You don’t have to go this far ! !”
Sato yelled. I’ve seen Nozomi take off her school uniform in the classroom many times, and I’ve also seen her take off her pants, saying it was to cover my face. I still have a rather traumatic memory of being stuck naked in the classroom with those pants over my face.
Nozomi’s fists were tightening. Nozomi swung the cutter down mercilessly.
Sato’s slightly dark-skinned back was covered in scars from the cutter while she was wearing a robe.
“Ah, i-it huuuuurtss ! ! !”
Sato’s scream echoed. However, Nozomi didn’t seem to mind this and kept slashing Sato’s back over and over again, like a claw mark.
“I-it hurts ! S-stop it !”
“H-Hirai. This is too much. Ringo will die.”
“Don’t worry. I can fix her before she dies. I can heal it and cut it up again.”
Nozomi’s words made the others react with dismay. But Nozomi’s revenge has only just begun. Her revenge is not even in its infancy.
Nozomi takes out another tool she made me bring with me–a toilet brush.
Then she began to scrub Sato’s back, which she had cut up so much.
“Akyaaaaaaaaaa ! ! ! !”
Sato’s scream echoed through the basement.
But I know. The way Nozomi was treated by the girls is still not something that can be dealt with in such a lukewarm manner–
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