Genocide Reality

When I came out of the bath, the room was dimly lit and everyone was asleep.

I guess they were tired from the many things that had happened today.

The world outside through the curtains was also completely dark at night.

I poured a glass of water from the pitcher in the room and turned on my smartphone. It was just after 7:30 PM.

As before, there was no signal, but it seemed like the time was synchronized with the surroundings.

I looked in all four corners of the room, but as expected, there were no electrical outlets in the room, so I could not charge the phone, which would eventually make it unusable.

I turned off my phone and put it in my backpack. I knew I would probably never use my phone again.

I took a sip of water and felt tired, too.

“Well, I’m going to get some sleep.”

I got into the open bed and dozed for a while, but someone shuffled into the futon.

I mean, the only person who could have been so brazen would be Kujo Kumiko.

“Oh, I woke you up.”

“Of course, you woke me up. I’m tired and need to sleep.

“Don’t boys usually get energetic down there when they’re tired?”

“Where do you even acquire that kind of knowledge?”

I don’t know what to say to the bitch.

She’ll probably say she got it from some stupid magazine. I don’t want to hear about how even teen magazines have erotic articles.

“Hey, wanna do it?”

As she said that, I felt Kumiko take off her gown in bed.

I held her hand to stop her before she took off her bra.

“Stop, not at a time like this.”

“Oh, but isn’t this the perfect time?”

She giggled in my ear as she pulled off my pajamas with her hands. Kumiko had already removed her bra.

The gentle touch of Kumiko’s skin and the smell of her sweet hair brought back memories for me.

I remember the first time I hugged Kumiko.

It had been more than three months ago.

It was still early days in high school, around the end of May.

I was fed up with boring classes at a school I didn’t want to come to, so I left class and slept in the shade of a special classroom in the old school building.

I heard that the old school building, which had been used until last year, was scheduled to be torn down because it did not meet the earthquake standards.

For the time being, it is being used as a warehouse, but no one comes there during class hours. It is used as a storage room, and there is even an old sofa there, so it was a perfect place to slack off.

Looking up at the sunlight streaming in through the windows, the dust glistening in the air, it was as if time had stood still and silence reigned.

For a few moments, I could relax alone, forgetting all my troubles.

Suddenly I hear the door open, and I turn my head to see who has come to the place at that hour of the day.

I had no intention of peeping or eavesdropping, but I happened to see them.

The man and woman talking were Shuichi Nanami and Kujo Kumiko. Of course, they are honor students of Class A, so they are not here to skip school like me.

They have been members of the student council since the first year, and sometimes skip classes for school events. I thought they had come here on that occasion.

“Nanami, will you go out with me?”

I almost blew up when I heard that, keeping my body down so they wouldn’t find me.

I never thought I would see a confession scene between two famous beauties from the same class….

“So that’s what you meant when you said you wanted to talk to me. If you mean you want me to go out with you, I’m sorry, but I can’t go out with you.”

And he dumped her, he rejected her!

I clamped my hands over my mouth desperately and managed to bite back the laughter that was rising in me.

Kumiko probably didn’t expect to be rejected. She looked stunned as if her soul had been drained out of her.

It is true that Shuichi Nanami is one of the most outstandingly dazzling and handsome young men in this school, but Kumiko is also a beautiful girl who stands out as exceptionally attractive among girls.

They are both honor students who also belong to the student council, and they were the first and second highest-ranked students on the last achievement test report card.

There probably couldn’t have been a better-suited couple than Shuichi and Kumiko. They looked like they were meant to be together, to the extent that there were even rumors about them dating.

Shuichi Nanami was a master of the art in stating in a matter-of-fact way that he couldn’t be in a relationship with Kumiko because he was in love with someone else.

Kumiko acted like she couldn’t understand for a while, turning her face away. But eventually, she closed her eyelids, and tears began to fall.

Why did Shuichi Nanami, who should have been a kind-hearted guy, leave Kumiko crying and walk away on that day at that time?

Why did I, a person who only considers relations with others as a nuisance, think of comforting the poor girl?

Even now, when I look back on it, it seems like nothing more than a momentary lapse of judgment.

But there was something about it – seeing Kumiko, abandoned in that room all alone, silently shedding tears – that moved me, albeit just a little.

The sight of a beautiful girl having her pride and delicate feelings crushed in an instant is a shockingly rare scene, one that you might witness only once in a lifetime.

Even I, a mere spectator, was shocked. Then, how painful must it have been for Kumiko, the girl who was dumped?

The stunned look on Kumiko’s face when she was dumped was funny, but it also made me feel sorry for her and want to do something about it.

In front of me, Kumiko’s shoulders began to tremble with sadness as I watched in secret.

Her beautiful tears flowed unceasingly. Finally, the sobs that began to leak out became more and more intense and reached the point of wailing.

“Uwaaaaahhhhhhhh!”

It was the first time I had ever seen a person break down in tears. I was deeply shaken when I saw one of the most beautiful girls in school, tears dripping from her eyes, snot running down her face, banging her fists on the floor, and screaming.

I don’t pay much attention to beautiful girls who are just pretentious. But Kumiko was different.

I can’t explain it, but something was different.

Perhaps that’s why, even though I had intended to stay hidden, I found myself coming out almost involuntarily.

“Yo.”

“Sniff… What?”

What’s with the “yo”, I couldn’t help but think.

Kumiko stared at me with tears spilling down her cheeks and a tight frown on her brow, her eyes so wide and deep that I felt as if I was being absorbed into them.

“What, well…”

“Where did you…? Didh youh see, eberything?”

Kumiko staggered to her feet, pulled a silk handkerchief from her chest, and sniffed. She was blushing close to her ears due to her intense shame. She was trying to adjust her messed-up face, but she was too flustered to do it properly.

This was not the composed honor student Kumiko I was used to.

I felt a sense of guilt for witnessing something I shouldn’t have, but on the other hand, I also thought that maybe this was for the best.

Rather than grieving in solitude, it might be better to be angry and tremble with shame.

If I could offer some comfort, I thought, it would be better.

I didn’t want to see Kumiko cry anymore, so I deliberately provoked her.

“Oh, I was watching. It was quite entertaining to see the honor student fail in a confession.”

“You really were watching me from the beginning, kyaaaaaaah!”

Kumiko screamed and suddenly pounced on me. She grabbed the collar of my uniform tightly and pulled me closer until our faces were almost touching.

She stared at me with red, bloodshot eyes that were swollen with tears.

The sheer force of her stare caused me to recoil.

That’s right, this was a woman who had just been dumped by a guy and was in a state of shock. When it comes to hysterical women, you never know what they might do.

Even though she is a small girl, she is dangerous if she acts impulsively.

I panicked, thinking it was a mistake to provoke her.

“No, no, wait, I told you I saw it, but if you want me to keep it a secret, I don’t have to tell anyone.”

“So, you want to keep it a secret and use that as leverage to do something obscene to me in this deserted classroom, you pervert!”

What unfair slander is this?

If she claimed I was about to assault her, that would be terrible.

“No, that’s not it! Don’t misunderstand. I wanted to comfort you.”

“Oh, really? So you want to be kind to the pitiful girl who got rejected and use that to seduce me, right? It’s a common tactic, isn’t it? That’s what you’re planning, isn’t it? To do something obscene with me, you pervert!”

While she continued to hold onto my collar, she shook my head vigorously.

As pitiful as she may be, I was getting increasingly irritated by her behavior.

“Hey, why do I have to be portrayed as such a villain here? I admit that eavesdropping was wrong, but it was purely coincidental.”

“Coincidental for you, maybe, but it’s not pleasant for the one whose life’s worst moment you happened to witness. You probably don’t understand, but my life, which had been on a perfect path until now, just came to an end a moment ago. Yup, it’s over. I don’t care anymore, ahahaha.”

With a resentful tone, she let out these words and then released her grip on my collar. Instead, she suddenly threw her full weight against me and hugged me tightly.

She caught me around the waist and tried to wrestle me… I don’t know what to do. What kind of a lady is this woman? She’s emotionally unstable.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Hahahaha, ‘Didn’t you want to comfort me?’ You make me laugh. You probably just wanted to comfort me with some cheap, shallow line and sleep with me. I’m a pretty sweet girl, and maybe you’ve been after me for a while. Congratulations, you got your chance, You don’t have to go through all that trouble, I’ll let you have me right here. No one will be here at this time of day anyway, and I can make it quick.”

What the hell is this bitch talking about? I’m really starting to get scared.

Her behavior is clearly abnormal.

After what happened, it’s no wonder Kumiko lost her calm.

This is what you call delirium.

So she blames me because she’s humiliated by what I saw.

I suppose it would be satisfying to make me the bad guy.

Even if I have to become the bad guy, I reconsidered that it might be okay if Kumiko berates me, cries, screams, and vents her frustrations, as long as it helps her feel better.

It’s a small price to pay, I’ll go along with you until you’re satisfied.

“Yeah, I’ll make you feel better. Come over here.”

“There on that old couch, I’m going to get violated now. I can’t believe that my first time is going to be in a classroom in an old school building like this.”

And then we had sex on the old couch with the squeaky springs in the shadows… yeah right.

Even I don’t want a first time that doesn’t make any sense.

I just wanted to comfort a crying girl. It may be cheap sympathy, but I just wanted to stay with her until she stopped crying.

Kumiko was a pretty girl in her own way, with her arms around my neck and her face pressed against my shoulder as she sobbed.

Her black hair was very beautiful and smelled good. Her slender, lithe body felt soft and irresistible when I held her in my arms.

I wonder why Shuichi Nanami rejected such a nice girl.

I’m a little curious as to who Nanami was talking about when he said “someone I like”.

I think our school has a large number of students, but even so, there are not so many beautiful girls in the same grade who stand out at the level of Kujo Kumiko.

The most famous freshman beauty is Aoi Reona of Class D, who is not only a model and an idol but also attends our school, which is a university preparatory school.

She’s known as the “Reclusive Princess”, Mayuzumi Kyouka, a member of Class B in the literature club, and is very popular among the cultural types in our school.

Or is it someone in the same class, Class A?

Or, since Nanami is such a handsome guy, he could be with an older girl, maybe even the student council president, who is famous for being the most brilliant woman in our school, could be his partner.

If the girl is hyper-spec, it is not surprising that Kumiko loses. No matter how pretty and ladylike she is, she is petite and has no breasts. Maybe she was not Nanami’s cup of tea.

As I was thinking about this, I noticed Kumiko had stopped crying before I knew it and started unbuttoning my uniform.

“Wait, what are you doing!”

“We can’t do it with our clothes on, after all.”

I let out a sigh. When I said ‘I’m going to comfort you’ I didn’t mean ‘I’m going to comfort you sexually’.

I’ll say it again, I really don’t mean it.

I also think it’s weird that you’re trying to take off my clothes instead of your own. What kind of a whore are you?

I chided her as I held Kumiko’s hand and re-buttoned her dress.

“Don’t lose hope.”

“I’m on the verge of giving up too!”

I couldn’t talk her out of it. She pushed me down on the sofa and straddled me, glaring at me sharply.

Then he brought her face close to mine, and quickly put her lips on mine. Without hesitation, she really kissed me.

I couldn’t resist at all.

And then she licked my lips.

“….What are you doing to me?”

“Hehe. What am I doing, you ask? Well, We’re about to do it, of course. Isn’t it obvious?”

Kumiko pinched my wet lips, moistened with her own saliva, with her fingers, causing a bit of pain.

She giggled happily as she played with my lips with her white fingertips as if to say she wouldn’t let me complain.

“Stop playing with my mouth! I mean, you were crying just a moment ago.”

“I’ve never been kissed before. It’s not bad. How was yours?”

“What do you mean, ‘how was mine’?”

“It was quite sudden, wasn’t it? Well, let’s do it again.”

Kumiko kissed me once more.

She might have been a bit flustered, perhaps intending to surprise me again. This time, the kiss didn’t go well, and our teeth clinked, making a small clicking sound.

Kumiko must have been a little embarrassed. She held her mouth and wriggled around on top of me, then let out a small gasp.

I chuckled too, thinking that even a top student like her could fail at kissing when not used to it. But it wasn’t really a laughing matter.

“Hey, cut it out already, Kujou-san.”

“Oh, you remember my name even though we’re in different classes.”

“Well, people like Nanami and Kujou-san are pretty famous.”

“Yes… You’re pretty famous too, Wataru Shinjo from class F.”

When I looked surprised, Kumiko peered at me with an amused expression.

Maybe she thought she was getting back at me a little. It was certainly my fault for peeking in on Kumiko’s embarrassment.

However, for me, who had tried to live inconspicuously in high school, being noticed by student council members was a serious problem.

“Why does the top student from Class A know me….”

“There’s a student who comes to school but skips a lot of classes and ignores the teacher’s lessons. How can you not stand out from the very beginning of your freshman year?”

I, who was forced to enter a high school I didn’t even want to go to, became frustrated and started doing things half-heartedly. Even when I skip school, I try to keep track of my attendance days to some extent, and I have no intention of being a delinquent. But even if I say that, it’s a situation that can’t be helped.

I made the mistake of not thinking that it would make me look bad.

“So that’s what you mean, The student council is kind enough to worry about the delinquents.”

“The student council of this school is also in charge of managing the students. I’ve been personally interested in Shinjo-kun for some time, but I was wondering what kind of person the son of a fixer would be like.”

With that comment, my feelings cooled down as if I had been doused with cold water.

I complained with a sigh.

“Don’t mention my old man.”

“Are you upset? It bothers you when someone talks about your parents, too, doesn’t it? I understand it well because my family is complicated too… But it’s a fair exchange. I’ve been embarrassed too, so let’s be rude to each other.”

“I’m sorry about that.”

“But if you feel bad, you should make me feel better. You should get rough with me and make me forget all the bad things.”

Kumiko’s eyes welled up with tears, and she repeatedly put her lips on mine. It was a girl’s power, and I should have been able to shake it off easily, but for some reason I couldn’t resist.

Kumiko had gotten used to kissing me, and she even put her tongue in my mouth.

I was wrapped from above, so my face was covered with Kumiko’s long hair, and my mouth was filled with the taste of saliva from her tongue.

Her tongue is twisting around my mouth and digging into the inside of my mouth, demanding that I drink it. The smell and taste of Kumiko seemed to seep into me.

“Hey, that’s enough.”

“Hey, do you want to do it yet?”

“No, no, not that! I’ve had enough of comforting you. As I thought, I can’t go any further….”

“What are you saying, Shinjo-kun? It was my first time kissing you. How can we not finish after all this time?

No, of course not.

I wasn’t planning on doing anything in the first place.

“Wait, this is a bad idea. Look, you’re not thinking straight right now. If you do something like that, you’ll only regret it.”

“I see, I’m even being told off by a punk like Shinjo-kun. Hahahaha, I wonder how far I’m going to fall, I was a perfect girl until just now.”

Kujou was beginning to cry again. Her eyes were moist and jewel-like droplets were dripping on my face.

Just because she smiled, did not mean that she was fine. She remained emotionally unstable.

“Kujou, calm down.”

“I’m calm, I am. You know, I’ve worked really hard since I entered high school. I was a special student on the entrance exam, and the student council recommended me to join, but Nanami is even more amazing. So I tried harder and harder not to lose, but no matter what I did, I couldn’t win.”

“I see, so Kujou hates to lose.”

“That’s right. I’ve been perfect all my life. So I thought if I couldn’t win no matter what I did, I should go out with Nanami.

“Why would you do that?”

“I don’t know that either. But everyone said we’d be a good match, so if I become Nanami’s girlfriend and make him fall in love with me, then I win, don’t you think?”

“I can’t completely grasp it, but I somehow get what you’re saying.”

“Yes, you do understand. But now that he’s rejected me, I guess I’ve completely lost…”

I wonder if Kumiko’s confession was a battle for her, rather than a confession of liking or disliking.

Kumiko challenged Shuichi Nanami, whom she could never beat no matter what she did, to a game using her own womanhood. It is a value system that I do not understand at all, but I can understand the feeling.

When a man and a woman are in a relationship and become united, what belongs to the other also belongs to the other. Such a battle may exist.

And in this fight for women, Kumiko lost. That’s why she said her life was over. I think it was an unusual obsession with winning, but strangely enough, I did not want to deny her that way of life.

I don’t hate a sore loser like Kumiko.

I think that her frustration is proof that she is doing her best. I’m a lazy person, so I respect people who take life seriously.

“Why not try again and find something where you can beat Nanami? You could even confess again if you want.”

“Nah, I’m done. I somehow realized it won’t work, and I’m not interested in Nanami anymore.”

Wait, wasn’t she so obsessed with beating Nanami just a moment ago? Now she’s lost interest?

“Well, maybe that’s a good thing.”

Shuichi Nanami is somewhat inaccessible to the rest of us. He’s too perfect, a bit impersonal.

There’s something about him that makes you think he’s playing the part of a perfect person by suppressing his personal feelings.

His story about liking a girl may be a lie.

He is always in the center of the circle, friendly and approachable to everyone, but there is a coldness that keeps him at a certain distance from others.

Whenever a passionate woman like Kumiko tries to compete with a man who is as cool as the air on a high mountain, she will only get rebuffed and hurt.

“Yeah, so let’s have sex right away.”

“Why does it always come to that?!”

Kumiko seemed delighted by my flustered reaction. Could it be that I’m being teased by this woman?

Kumiko, with a radiant smile, suddenly recited confidently.

“My body is grown but has one place that’s different.”

“Oh…. Oh, the Kojiki.”

“Wow, for a delinquent, you’re pretty educated, Shinjo-kun.”

“Don’t make fun of me, I know at least some Japanese mythology.”

By the way, Kumiko was referring to a passage in the Kojiki about the birth of the nation.

It is a scene in which Izanami says, “I have a concavity on my body,” which I cannot translate in detail for fear of violating adult content guidelines.

And the reply, ‘Why don’t we combine my protrusion and your concavity?’

Thus, the gods rubbed their different mucous membranes together, and the Land of Oyashima, or the Japanese archipelago, was born. Incidentally, Izanagi and Izanami, who gave birth to the nation, are brother and sister deities.

“Why aren’t you doing it with me? Or are you playing the shame game, trying to humiliate me even more?”

“I don’t intend to play or fool around.”

I firmly refuse to re-create the Japanese archipelago with Kumiko.1

Upon closer consideration, Kumiko Kujou is quite a troublesome girl.

Certainly, she’s not just a diligent and beautiful girl; she also has a charming, human side that can be considered cute.

The contrast between her usual dignified appearance and the messed-up, crying face she showed earlier made me somewhat inclined to be fond of her to the point of considering sex. However, I should become more composed and clever.

I remembered that she is, in fact, a princess from the prestigious Kujou family, a former aristocratic lineage with significant influence in the political and business world.

Even in a school with many young ladies and wealthy students, she is one to watch out for.

Shuichi Nanami from earlier is the youngest son of the chairman of Nanami Sports, a sporting goods manufacturer, and in that sense, he and Kumiko are a suitable match. Not someone like me.

Due to my parents’ work, I’m well aware of the trouble that comes with getting involved with girls from upper-class families. It’s not something that can be easily resolved with a one-night stand.

It can even escalate into discussions between families.

Dealing with girls from such families is already troublesome, and I don’t want any more trouble than this.

“So… are you serious then?”

“Anyway, I’m not going to go down this road with you, Kujou.”

Kumiko mumbled, “Okay,” and finally let me go.

It was then that Kumiko’s obsessive following of me began.

I realized that Kumiko was really a passionate woman who was only pretending to be a prim and proper honor student.

She pushed me down at every opportunity and pressured me into a relationship.

Kumiko used to call me “Shinjo-kun,” but eventually started calling me by my first name, “Wataru-kun”.

I started calling her “Kumiko” instead of “Kujou-san”.

No, no, I went beyond that and gave her the nickname “virgin bitch”.

Despite that, she started saying things like, “Is that also part of the play?” and eagerly accepted it.

Kissing and exploring each other’s bodies had become commonplace.

I don’t know how it happened. Ask Kumiko.

But I’m not in a relationship with Kumiko, and we haven’t crossed that last line.

We’re still in bed together, but we don’t take off our underwear. Kumiko is very aggressive in her approach, but at the end of the day, she wants me to initiate.

Knowing this, I absolutely won’t go all the way.

Kumiko and I had somehow ended up in this half-hearted physical relationship.

“Go to bed, now is not the time for this, you know that.”

“You know what they say, people are more eager to procreate when their lives are in danger.”

“Idiot if you’re carefree when your life is in danger, you’ll die. Think about it, What would you do if you got pregnant in a world like this?”

“That’s true. It’s not very considerate that there were no contraceptives here even though it’s supposed to be a love hotel.”

She’s still calling this a love hotel.

This is just an inn. GenoReal is an all-ages game, there is no love hotel.

“You can just sleep next to me quietly or go outside”

“Cumming outside? Perhaps you can let it out on my stomach when you feel it”

I stopped trying to deal with her. I decided to go to bed, ignoring Kumiko’s body rubbing against mine and whatever she said.

I closed my eyes, knowing that Kumiko would never go all the way against my will, despite her nagging.

Kumiko is a woman who is out of the ordinary in everything she does, and I don’t know what she’s thinking, but she will never change her mind about anything she decides to do.

So all I have to do is endure Kumiko’s temptations. At the most, she will rub her body or kiss me somewhere, so I’ll let her do what she wants.

“Haah, sorry… Wataru-kun, I’m sorry, I…”

I wondered why Kumiko always apologizes at the end, despite doing as she pleases. I waited for her words after “I’m sorry,” but as usual, she said nothing. She just pressed her small face against my chest.

Soon I could hear Kumiko’s real sleepy breathing, and I knew she was tired too, so I drifted off to sleep as if lured into it.

It’s annoying to be entangled with a virgin bitch without any intention of taking things further.

But it’s so peaceful and comfortable to touch someone and feel their body heat on my skin.

I wouldn’t have let you do it if I really didn’t want to.

So don’t apologize.

I pull the covers over Kumiko’s sleeping shoulders and let myself drift off to sleep.

In the warm darkness, my consciousness fades away as I listen to Kumiko’s heartbeat and the sound of her small sleeping breaths.

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At this point, there are 14 dead and 174 survivors.

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I don’t know what the author was smoking, but quick chatgpt prompt said this is not at all how the creation of the four main Japanese islands went.