Chapter 2: The Charming Student Council in the Hell of Lust [Part 2]

Part ②Reminiscence of molester ☆

This is a story from when Togaito Aria was still in middle school.

Around the time she graduated from elementary school, Aria's body started to grow rapidly. Her body, which had been developing less than her classmates' until then, soon became rounder, with more pronounced curves. Her waist was tight, her butt was visible even when she was wearing a skirt, and her cup size was over 90cm at the age of 14. Though her face still retained a youthful look, there was no doubt that she was ready to accept a man at any time. She also had a striking appearance among her quarter-lineage girls.

Aria was a genius girl who had been fighting curse users and demons as an exorcist and knight since childhood. She was well aware of the vile feelings that evil men had towards women. And as her body grew, more and more were directing their lust towards her. --Even when she was young, she was always the target of men who liked her.

It was for this reason that she had no ideals for men. She thought that sorcerers were the lowest scum of garbage who only thought of women as playthings and breeding grounds for demons. The emotion that arose when she faced them was not fear, but intense anger.

However, she was mistaken.

All such men were sorcerers.

There was no way that ordinary people would do such vile things.

That day, Aria was on a train that she didn't usually take due to her work as an exorcist. An exorcist her age had come to Kyoto from Tokyo for training, and they would be taking on the same mission as her and interacting with each other.

Her superior told her to treat him well, as he was a fellow young exorcist, but Aria wasn't keen. He was the same age, which was fine. But she didn't want to be held back. She was based in Kyoto, and was fighting on the front lines. In the world of exorcists, Kanto was just one region.

--And so Aria was boasting about her abilities.

Although she didn't act obviously out of place, she was confident in his superiority.

The train shook at a steady pace.

It was her first time seeing the riverbed. The setting sun was shining in at dusk.

It was still too early for the home-going rush, but the carriage was quite crowded. Shoulders brushed against each other, and more people boarded with each stop.

Before she knew it, Aria had been pushed all the way to the entrance and exit. A feeling of suffocation she had never experienced before. There were only tall men around her, making it difficult for her to see what was going on around her. The middle school exorcist, clad in a navy blue blazer with a plump chest, was caught in the wave of people.

--Hmm?

At first, it was just a small feeling of discomfort.

She felt something touch the back of her skirt, near her buttocks. But Aria didn't pay it any attention. The carriage was so crowded. It wouldn't be unusual for her to be bumped into by a hand or the corner of a bag. Her body was also bumping into the person next to her. It was a mutual thing.

She pulled herself together and took out her smartphone to check her mission for the day.

At that moment,

--Huh?

She felt something touch her butt again. But this time it was clearer. It wasn't a bag or luggage. There was no doubt that it was human warmth.

Maybe it was just a coincidence that they bumped into each other? For that, the touch was too soft.

Aria was overcome with confusion and bewilderment. She couldn't concentrate on the smartphone screen.

She tried to convince herself that it couldn't be.

As if to mock her, she felt someone touch her butt a third time. It was as if they were wrapping their hands around her.

"Uh..."

She let out a groaning sound.

At this point, there was no doubt about it.

It was a molester.

She had heard rumors about it. Her parents had even warned her. -- About the existence of sex offenders who take advantage of the fact that they can't see each other's faces and have no way to escape on crowded trains and buses, and play with women's bodies.

I can't forgive him. Don't get carried away. There are some terrible people out there.

Aria was burning with rage.

--I have to punish him.

Or so she thought.

But...

Her body didn't budge. Her angry voice was stuck in her throat and wouldn't come out.

She feared that she had fallen into the sorcerer's trap, that she had been deprived of physical freedom, but there was no sign of that. She couldn't sense any sorcery. The men surrounding her were all undoubtedly ordinary people.

Yes, that's why--

Aria was scared. She was trembling.

According to her common sense, only demons like sorcerers had a hobby of tormenting women.

She never imagined that an ordinary man would do something so unreasonable, especially towards her, an exorcist.

--A, again?

There was no doubt that the man's bulky hand was touching her butts. Moreover, whereas up until now he had quickly let go, this time he continued to touch her stickyly.

"---ah..."

Aria's feeble cries of refusal went unheard. They dissolved into the cluttered interior of the car.

Perhaps deciding that Aria was easy to handle, the molester became increasingly bold in his movements. And his judgment was not wrong. Drawn into a vortex of fear and confusion by this first experience, the girl could no longer resist. The usually dignified demon-slaying knight cowered like a frightened small animal.

Of course, the molester was not going to miss that opportunity.

Squish, squish, squish -- he kneaded her butts over her skirt. His hands were as if he was kneading bread dough.

--This isn't good...!

She tried to move her hips to get away from his hands, but without hesitation his hands pursued her buttocks. Aria no longer had the time to think clearly, but her opponent was quite skilled.

No matter how hard she tried to escape, there was a limit to how much she could do in the small space inside the car, so realizing that it was pointless, Aria shoved her smartphone in her bag and became completely quiet. She decided to get to her destination quickly and then get away.

However, that would be like a prey offering itself to the hunter.

"Hii?"

She let out the loudest scream she had ever uttered, and Aria quickly covered her mouth.

--If people around me see me like this...!

She didn't want to attract attention.

The molester lifted up her skirt and touched her buttocks over her lime green panties. No, it was almost like he was squeezing her. The flesh, the second largest after her breasts, began to deform.

But Aria continued to endure, and the molestation only escalated.

"--!"

He traced the valley between her buttocks with his fingertips. Even though she was protected by her panties, it was only a thin cloth. She was suddenly stimulated in a sensitive place that she didn't even know existed, and her whole body trembled.

"Fu, uh... ah, uh... mmm..."

He rubbed her butt, traced it, touched it with his fingertips, and rubbed it again.

Before she knew it, hot breath began to escape from Aria's mouth. Simply closing it with the palm of her hand was no longer enough. The molester's hands were very skillful. It felt like her dormant female sexuality was being forced to bloom.

"Mmmmmm?"

The molester's fingertips began to penetrate a place that should not be entered--her anus through her panties. My head exploded. I bit the back of my right hand to hold back my voice.

I frantically looked around, but no one seemed suspicious of the voice I had made.

Her relief was short-lived,

"Uuuuhhhh."

Her asshole was dug even deeper, and stirred. It was a sensation she had never experienced before. An unknown experience, stimulating her body from the inside. She would have collapsed had she not grabbed the pole with her free left hand to support herself.

Aria's attention was entirely taken up by her lower body, and both her hands were occupied. There was no way that the lewd molester would miss her exposed body.

Especially her two large fruits, which were still growing.

Under her blazer, her blouse was tightly stretched over her chest.

There was no way they wouldn't cut her off.

Suddenly, the feeling of her hands playing with her ass was lost.

Was it because he had grown bored, or had he arrived at his stop? Just when she had almost breathed a sigh of relief that this ass torture was finally over,

"Aaaaaah!"

The man's hands reached out from under both her armpits and grabbed her breasts by the base.

If he hadn't bitten her hands first, she would have let out a terrible scream.

A stranger was touching her breasts. No, it wasn't enough; he was kneading them. He was squeezing the flesh of Aria's breasts, which still had some hardness, as if to loosen them up.

--Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish.

Aria had no idea that her breasts would change shape so much. Even though she was wearing her uniform, it was so lewd. Because he was forcibly kneading her over her clothes, her blouse was distorted and her bra straps were slipping off. She put her left hand on the man's hand, hoping to stop it somehow, but it was no use. If anything, it looked like Aria was inviting him to come.


It was just too cruel. Feeling shameful as a knight, Aria was on the verge of tears. Her buttocks and breasts were places that should only be touched by a loved one. Now a complete stranger was doing whatever he wanted to them.

It was such humiliation and disgrace.

But what tormented Aria the most was the fact that she was feeling something, just a little.

--No, Aria tried to deny her feelings.

While Aria was troubled, his smelly breath tickled her neck. She flinched and shook her shoulders in fear.

"You were trying to seduce me by shaking those huge tits, weren't you?"

The molester boldly called out. His voice was low and rough. Still biting her hand, Aria shook her head to deny it.

"Don't lie. You're shaking your ass too, you naughty brat. You're happy to be fondled like this, aren't you?"

The molester continued to whisper to Aria. Aria could only groan softly at the cruel insults.

Pure human malice.

It was precisely because she wasn't a sorcerer that she felt a fear that made her want to cry.

Squish, squish, squish!

He squeezed her breasts even harder, and tears finally ran down her cheeks. But that didn't mean the molester felt sympathy for her. If anything, this only aroused his sadistic tendencies, inciting further violent acts.

"Huh?"

The man continued to knead her right breast, but removed his hand from her left breast.

The molester's left hand lowered, and with a click, he began to deftly unbutton her blazer. The front of her blazer easily slid open, revealing her white blouse.

Naturally, the man's fingers reached for the buttons on her blouse as well.

--Stop, stop!

Even if she tried to stop him in her mind, there was no way the molester would stop. Saying it out loud wouldn't change anything, either.

He took his time, teasing her, as he unbuttoned her blouse. It was as if they were counting down the seconds.

Her heart pounded faster and faster. Her pale waist was visible, her belly button, her abdomen - and then her floral bra, which had shifted halfway due to the force of the kneading, was revealed.

Her shameful figure was reflected in the window glass. At this point, surely some people would have noticed, but no one stepped in, perhaps because they didn't want to get involved in the trouble. In fact, some even chose not to stop him and just watched the situation unfold.

"Mmmmmm!"

She bit her hand hard enough to draw blood.

The molester pushed her bra aside and finally touched her bare breasts.

"Wow... this is amazing."

The molester sighed in admiration, as if excited.

The smooth surface of her breasts engulfed and sank the molester's ten fingers. They were incredibly heavy and firm, yet still had a hardness that hinted at further growth. They were criminally large breasts for a middle school student to have.

"Nnn... Kuuh... Fuu, fuuh... Mnn, kuuh..."

She closed her eyes, raised her chin, and let out hot sighs every time the molester rubbed her breasts. Though the man had committed such a cruel act, his technique was superb. He groped her breasts, neither too hard nor too soft, searching for her weak spot. If it hadn't been for the man's disgusting hands, Aria would have moaned louder.

"Ukuu, kuuh... No, more... No, there..."

The molestation made her feel good.

Next to enjoying being violated by a sorcerer, this was the most unforgivable thing. But it was only a matter of time before a sweet moan escaped Aria's mouth.

--Squish, squish, squish, squish...

The molester got more and more excited, and began to torture her breasts more violently. His fingertips traced the circumference of her areola, and Aria arched her back with a flinch. It was another feeling she had never known.

"What, have you never pleasured yourself?"

"pleasure-myself...?"

"I'm asking you if you've ever masturbated."

As usual, the worst kind of molester asked absurd questions from behind. If she didn't comply, he'd do something even worse. Aria had a premonition of this and shook her head honestly. She knew, but she didn't have the courage to try it.

"And that's how it feels? You must be quite the pervert."

"I-I'm not a pervert... h-hnn."

Her voice of protest was silenced as he kneaded her breasts as if to squeeze them.

Before she knew it, her nipples were erect. They were really delicious cherries.

Just as she thought the devil's hand would reach her nipples, the man's next target was even more vicious.

"How about this one?"

--This one?

Aria didn't understand the meaning of the words the man whispered. All she could do was endure the current situation.

The left hand that had been enjoying the softness of her breasts slowly moved down her abdomen.

Before Aria could utter a confused cry of "Huh?"

The front of her skirt was rolled up, and the molester's fingers penetrated inside.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"

Her precious, sacred virgin mound.

A place that she should never allow anyone other than the man she loved.

Even though it was through her shorts, his middle finger traced her slit.

In less than ten minutes, her "worst" was being updated one after another.

"You're a little wet, aren't you?"

Once again, she shook her head in disapproval. But cruelly for Aria, the man's words were true.

Naturally, the hands attacking her breasts didn't stop. Her slit was rubbed over and over again. Moreover, he pressed his fingers harder and harder.

Aria was on the brink of breaking point after being caressed in two places at the same time for the first time in her life. Aria's body had grown more than she thought, and she was more susceptible to pleasure than she thought. And the molester was a technician far beyond her imagination.

She felt as if she was being taken to a place she had never known.

She was almost at heaven.

--But that didn't happen.

--"Hey, what are you doing?"

A boy pushed his way through the crowd and attacked the man.

---I only remember vaguely what happened after that, because I was so shocked.

However, there is one thing I know from hearing about it later.

---Unfortunately, the molester wasn't caught. Just as they were about to apprehend him, the train arrived at the station and he ran away like a rabbit. His speed was so incredible that no one could catch up. Aria was determined to get his revenge a hundred times over if it happened again.

And then there was one more thing.

It was the boy who saved Aria.

He was an exorcist who had come to Kyoto from Tokyo for training. He was also the boy who was scheduled to go on a mission with her that day.


The boy's name was Shindo Yuuji.


He covered Aria with his jacket when she was upset and crying tears of shame, and stayed with her the whole time. He accompanied her during questioning and even to the station staff room. Even when her guardian arrived, Aria was still holding the hem of his shirt, so he didn't leave her. He laughed off the possibility of being scolded for skipping her training and mission.

--Ever since that time.

Always, always, always.

Even though she knew that there was a childhood friend who was a good match for him, and that there was a senior who was much closer to him than she was.


Togaito Aria was in love with Shindo Yuuji.



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"That's an old story."

"But it's an important story to me."

Perhaps embarrassed, Yuuji turns away.

Several years have passed since the molestation incident, and the boy is becoming a young man. He has become even more handsome. Even though they live far apart, in Tokyo and Kyoto, Aria has been working hard to improve herself so as not to lose to him. That's why she has come to be called the leader of young exorcists.

"Shindo-kun is someone who can save other people. I guarantee it. So don't push yourself."

"Thank you."

Only a little.

Yuuji, who hardly ever laughs anymore, seemed to laugh from the bottom of his heart. He looked relieved.

I was able to lighten Yuuji's burden even a little with my words.

When I think about it, my body gets hot and my chest feels heavy.

--The feelings I've been holding on to for so long can't be stopped.

The two exorcist priestesses who were closest to him are gone now. He's trying to get them back, but the chances of that happening are almost zero. They've already been recognized as sorcerers who must be defeated.

That's why, she makes excuses to herself.

--I'm sorry Princess, Lina, and Midori.

"Shindo-kun."

"Yes?"

Unable to stop, unable to stop herself, Aria blurts out something she never thought she would.

"Would you like to go out with me?"

Yuuji almost spits out his tea.

Aria had said it lightly, but her face was bright red - it was clear that she was not joking.

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