Mob Yandere - Chapter 155-1

[Part 1/4]

I’m really hungry. I want food because my stomach feels empty, and I’m craving meat or something to eat.

I’m angry and full of rage. My instincts take over, and I’m looking for something to calm down, to give as an offering.

I knew I was going crazy. To avoid being sacrificed, I faced a great youkai by myself. I woke up its instincts but managed to control myself to not reveal I’m human by offering blood to a special spider.

It’s hard to explain how tough it was. I tried to stay sane while going mad, pulling in opposite directions, like living and dying at the same time. Everything felt the opposite, moving forward in a confusing way. The burden on my mind was too much.

Still, I barely defeated the monster. I’m torn and underneath my mask, I was no longer human, unclear about who I am. I’m confused, with a frayed sense of self. But before I knew it, I found myself in a warm room, in a quiet place, lying on a soft futon. There’s dim light, only a few candles (Shoku) lighting up the surroundings.

‘Ah…?’

I heard a song. It was a sweet song. Sweet like sugar, never getting tired no matter how long it goes on. Something was weighing on my stomach. The focus of my eyes, which feels like it’s increasing, naturally shifts upwards.

A shrine maide girl, wearing a messy outfit, was sitting on top, giving off a very attractive and exciting feeling.

‘…!!’

I hold my breath. Our eyes meet. The girl’s cheeks turn red, and she tilts her head seductively.

“Hehehe”

With innocence and a naughty touch, the shrine maiden smiles.

‘Grrrrrr…!’

With strength, I push her down, and our positions switch. There’s no resistance at all. Three, four, five… numerous arms and countless long arms reach towards her slender body. I press down on her head, holding onto the arms, holding the neck, and entangle around her thighs while the fabric tearing with a sound.

I wonder, were my nails ever this long? Were my arms ever this thick? Were there so many of them? Was my skin always this reddish-black color? And why are there even long arms to begin with? Such questions disappear from my mind, replaced by the see-through, white, soft skin exposed beneath the fabric.

Now, I ate. I held. I bit. Just by gently biting, I felt happy with the juice on the sweaty surface. With tough meat, like a rough rasp from a torn jaw, I touched the many undeveloped hills. I covered her body fluids and mucus as if to show they were mine.

The person being sacrificed shook. She bent her back. It’s sweet, delicious, nice, and amazing! Just with that, I wonder if my tongue was really so long and thick. Now, holding both of her arms back, I bear my weight harshly, completely dominating. As if it was my natural right.

“Haa, ah…”

The wet eyes looked at me. It’s a female appearance that seemed pleasing. A face seeking a male. It was a strong drug. The female brat…!!

…How absurd. Wait. How absurd. How absurd. What is this? What am I doing? What have I done? What am I about to do? Go back. There’s still time. Go back now…!!

“If it’s you, big bro (aniki)… would that be alright?”

‘Gugiiiiii!!’

However, the sweet melody that destroys my reason crushes every bit of rationality. I bury my face, breathing heavily like a dog, biting with sharp teeth, pecking and leaving proof of my dominance. The sweet cries of the female echo continuously, bringing delight and pleasure. The echoes resound in my ear, the song of a girl’s love playing over and over again.

“Go in fast, please fast, make babies fast,” a call from the mother of all echoed in my mind. I hesitate a bit. However…

“Hehe… look at this.”

With a voice as cute as a child’s, the offering was shown. A belly as pale as see-through, with carved designs.

A naughty curse mark meaning surrender and obedience. An indecent seal. A passionate emblem.

‘Gghh! Gghh! Gghh!’

Inside me, something is growing a lot. It feels very strong, pushing and moving forward, almost like someone is guiding it. It’s like gathering bad feelings, getting stronger and more focused, waiting to decide when to let it out. It’s like a really strong desire, like hot lava, just about to burst out. And then…

‘(>ω

“…”

…Something that I really wanted to ask echoed in my head. Maybe something like, “Is that so? Well, I guess there’s no helping it. Oh, do you have a New Year’s gift?” followed by a carefree voice. The voice that had been teasing me just moments ago.

“( ・`д・´) Whoa! I’m so happy! I want my New Year’s gift!”

“I’m your grandmother!♪”

“ヽ(；▽；)ノ Non, non!”

No, what silly talk are you all having?

“…? What’s wrong, big bro?”

A little boy or girl looks up with drool hanging from their mouth, their eyes showing confusion and interest. The strong attraction makes my whole body ache, but… with a mind that has already been cooled down, that feeling has gone away.

“…”

“Oh…”

We hold each other with a fuzzy mind. Arms wrap around, our weight pushing against each other, hugging and comforting each other. Unlike before, I press the face against my own chest. I avoid looking at it to prevent any change of heart. I simply seek the warmth of human touch.

“Big bro, big bro… No, more… Hmm?”

I resist, I struggle, yet their moans sound like pleasure. But my mind is already being pulled into sleep, to the point where it seems like noise disturbing my slumber.

“Shh…”

“Mmm, no, ah…”

If I tighten my embrace a little, the slim figure that had been trembling suddenly goes limp. The boy or the girl simply wrap their delicate hand around my back, accepting this gesture.

“So, well…”

After finally feeling satisfied with the silence, I pat their head roughly as a way of praising myself, and slowly close my half-open eyes, beginning my journey to dreamland….

‘(* >ω

Well, I don’t understand, but…

* * *

“…When I woke up, I was under a tent ceiling.”

That was the first thing I saw and the first words I said after waking up.

I try to remember. The last thing I remember is the incident in the forbidden land. The moment I somehow managed to defeat the great youkai that had come here.

It got struck by my final desperate attack, and in that painful moment, it died.

“It was painful…. Was I saved…?”

I examine my whole body. My almost naked body is sore, but there are only old scars and no fresh wounds. It has healed. That’s good.

The problem is what happened to me after I lost consciousness. I wonder who saved me, probably when I had partially transformed into a monster. If the secret of this body had been discovered by someone else, it would have been the end.

“By the way…”

I had some questions with that thought. I quickly looked around and found the answer.

‘ヽ(д｀ヽ彡ﾉ´д)ﾉ What a sad world~♪’

“Why are you dancing?”

Inside the cage, there was a spider with eight legs dancing skillfully for a while. It seemed to be dancing a regretful dance all sweaty. It was even more so because it was wearing a pumpkin-colored paper helmet on its head. Just so you know, that trend is way past its prime, right? The current trend is cosmic, you know? Is it because Another Century doesn’t approve of it?

…By the way, the paper helmet is a kind of curse tool, a curse. It was made by the lady (Sumire) with great care, and it’s a condition for bringing out the spider. She apparently said that if I act inappropriately, she’ll crush the spider’s head. Really too unforgiving. Does she has no compassion for people’s feelings?

“Oh, big bro, were you awake?”

As I made fun of the foolish spider, a distinctive voice echoed from behind. I already knew whose clear voice, which could be described as a boy’s or a girl’s without a voice change, it was. At the same time, I felt relieved. Because I had figured out who had picked me up.

“Shirowakamaru-sama? Did you come to find me?”

My voice asking the question suddenly stops while turning around. This is because of his appearance.

He probably took a bath. If he removes his coat, his damp chestnut hair is visible, and his slim figure is revealed in light clothing. I mean, his white, fresh skin can be seen from the neck to almost the chest… Of course, I unintentionally look away, captivated by an indescribable feeling.

“You took a bath… right?”

‘(-∀・) The morning bath feels refreshing!!’

Realizing that he is not facing me, I try to hide my expression somehow. His voice is slightly shaky. It seems he is quite shaken. He has a charming quality for a boy.

“Oh. I guess I can’t leave the smell as it is, huh?”

“The smell…?”

‘(. ･`з･) You’re so dense, papa!’

I tilt my head in confusion at Shirowakamaru’s words while running my fingers through my hair.

“Do you… remember?”

“Remember?”

‘(´・ω・`) Only yesterday?’

Shirowakamaru’s questioning seems somewhat lonely. I search through my memories. Right? What was I doing? I…

“Definitely, when I was guiding the upkeep of the mountain path, a great youkai came to visit, and then…?”

I can’t really remember what happened after that. No matter how much I try to recall, I can’t seem to remember. I suppose the fact that I wasn’t captured or anything and that I’m still alive means that things didn’t turn out too bad, but… ‘(*≧∇≦)ﾉ My great performance of tearing and throwing!!’ Hey, stop talking about things that didn’t happen. You’re just making things up.

“Yeah. There’s no problem with the great youkai. Big bro took care of it properly. Everyone was impressed.”

“That’s right, I’m pretty sure…”

Even though the spear was gone, I somehow managed to defeat the great youkai by increasing my youkai transformation. The real problem came after that. I did something reckless, and on top of that, I couldn’t control the youkai transformation because the spider had a full stomach…

“Big bro recovered before anyone found out. And I handled it and suppressed it. This is my tent.”

“That’s…”

It seems like the young boy who was with me as a replacement for the Advisor was trying to cover for me. It’s not just out of kindness. There might also be a fear of investigation into the Onitsuki family because of my secret being revealed. They should have discussed that with the couple.

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