After getting on the bus, I searched high and low but still couldn’t find a suitable target.
Most of the people around were bigger than me, and even if I reached out with my sinful little hand, I’d probably just end up giving myself away for nothing.
With no other choice, I had to consult the system.
“System, system, so who’s the target this time?”
“Don’t worry, host. As long as certain conditions are met, the plot will definitely unfold.”
“Is that so?”
Since the system said so, I felt relieved.
This way, I didn’t have to worry about the plot not triggering.
Not long after I boarded, a striking figure got on the bus.
It was a teenage girl in the prime of her youth.
She wore black glasses and a high ponytail, her sailor uniform paired with a short skirt exuding the unique vitality of adolescence.
Based on my previous memories, this girl would be one of the students in the class I was about to teach.
Seeing a familiar face brought back memories.
If I remembered correctly, her name was Sakurako Mochizuki, one of the girls whose feelings I had toyed with in the past.
In that previous worldline, since we lived close to each other, we often ended up on the same bus to school or back home, even without planning it.
Over time, we grew closer, and in the end, after I played with her emotions, I discarded her, citing that a teacher and student shouldn’t be too close.
Haha, pretty scummy, right?
But that’s just how I am.
She was just a little girl; what could she do to me?
All she could do was wallow in her pain after I abandoned her.
After all, a naive girl like her was born to have her feelings toyed with.
Even if I didn’t make a move, someone else would have.
And it didn’t affect me in the slightest.
After that, I went on to my next target as if nothing had happened, even occasionally flirting with other girls in front of her to provoke her.
During this process, I never did anything too outrageous or confirmed a romantic relationship with her.
Even if someone reported me, I could just claim it was a teacher’s care for a student.
Neither the law nor school rules could touch me.
If I recall correctly, after I toyed with her, Sakurako Mochizuki stopped trusting men altogether.
She even became a yuri lolicon, preying on who-knows-how-many girls from the nearby middle school.
Well, that’s none of my business anymore.
As for guilt?
I didn’t feel a shred of it.
She was the one who wanted to get close to me in the first place.
Is there anything wrong with a teacher showing appropriate care for a student?
Or maintaining proper distance?
Not a single problem, right?
That said, if the current me were to encounter the Sakurako Mochizuki from back then, it might actually be a bit dangerous.
I vaguely recall seeing her take home girls around my size quite often after that—cute little lolis like me now.
But now, time has rewound to a year ago.
She hasn’t yet experienced the disappointment of being toyed with and abandoned by me, and her orientation hasn’t shifted yet.
So, for now, I’m safe.
In the days to come, I won’t repeat the same ambiguous relationship with Sakurako Mochizuki as I did in the previous worldline.
After all, I’m now the protagonist of a hentai story.
With so many beautiful girls waiting to be “warmed” by me, why would I care too much about a minor potential lolicon?
Still, something felt off.
The Sakurako Mochizuki who just enrolled should be a girl whose introverted personality was evident just from her appearance, especially with those heavy bangs.
It was only later, under my influence, that she gradually changed, cutting her bangs and becoming more confident and proactive.
But why was this time different from my memories?
That subtle, confident smile on her face was just like the Sakurako Mochizuki from the previous worldline after I’d changed her.
Maybe it’s just the butterfly effect.
Since I’m a girl now, it’s normal for some things to differ from the previous worldline.
With that thought, I pushed aside my extra musings and prepared to find my first target.
But before I knew it, Sakurako Mochizuki was standing right in front of me.
The girl looked at me with a cryptic smile on her face.
For some reason, it gave me an extremely dangerous feeling, and I instinctively stepped back, trying to put some distance between us.
But before I could take two steps, she reached out, grabbed my body, and her smile grew even more menacing.
!!!
What—what is this girl trying to do?!
At this point in time, I shouldn’t even know her yet, right?
“Such a cute little sister, all dressed up so adorably. Why are you trying to walk away the moment you see your big sister coming closer?”
Sakurako Mochizuki’s voice came from behind me.
I tugged at the corner of my mouth and turned to face her.
If I told her she felt dangerous, it’d probably backfire.
So, I made up an excuse on the spot.
“B-because there are too many people up front, it’s a bit crowded. I was just going to the back…”
“Oh~ I see~ That makes sense. The back is less crowded and more convenient, isn’t it? Such a clever little sister.”
Convenient for what?!
I didn’t dare ask.
Facing her increasingly dangerous gaze, I pretended not to notice and hurriedly walked toward the back to put some distance between us.
But for some reason, no matter where I went, she followed.
Before long, I was cornered, and Sakurako Mochizuki closed in, trapping me in the corner.
What does this girl want?!
Could it be… in this timeline, she’s already awakened as a lolicon even before meeting me?
The more I thought about it, the more terrified I became.
I finally got this hentai system, but now, as a loli, I’ve run into someone who might be a lolicon.
I’d already backed off this much—shouldn’t she let me go?
I looked up, intending to gauge Sakurako Mochizuki’s reaction, but unfortunately, she was still staring at me.
Startled, I quickly lowered my head, pretending nothing had happened.
But deep down, I knew our eyes had already met…
“Little sister, I wasn’t even going to make a move on you, but you ran straight to the corner yourself. You really want your big sister to gobble you up, don’t you?”
The girl leaned close to my cheek, whispering softly.
Her ambiguous tone was like the devil’s murmur.
Her actions seemed to flip a switch in my body.
My previously clear mind instantly became fuzzy, and my small, frail body went limp, collapsing against the corner.
With my consciousness fading and my body powerless, I forced myself to pull it together and squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
“N-no, I… I just thought there were fewer people in the corner, so… please, just let me go…”
I looked up, my clear eyes brimming with a pitiful plea, tears already welling up in my eyes.
“Is that so?”
Sakurako Mochizuki asked with a wicked tone.
Tftc!