2 Damsel In Distress (1) (R18)

Momentarily, I saw two white, pinkish lumps of flesh move in front of my eyes. I hadn't even registered what it was before I saw two soft nubs at their center.

Unavoidably, I felt a vigorous throbbing down beneath — something I hadn't felt for quite a while due to my old age. I hurriedly pushed a pillow down on my crotch and peeked at the owner of the breasts.

My red and shameful face instantly paled as I saw the graceful waist lenght hair; sharp but feminine facial contours. Her face was innocent and adorable.

My tears once again erupted. I had finally caught a glimpse of her! After...after forty years, I saw her face again. And she was alive!

I felt an indescribably warm, but crippling feeling deep within my heart as I saw her move towards me. The insides of my mouth started to taste bitter as I started drinking my tears.

I remember this day clearly — it was the first, and last time I went out on a trip with Mia. Furthermore, it was a day... I remember thinking of as an important milestone in my life.

Me sleeping in the same bed with her, while she was naked might seem suspicious; but nothing indecent had happened between them. Turns out, she and I drank too much and ended up like this, but, I... this was the first time I had seen her naked, or even slept together with her since elementary school...

Mia had grown into a beautiful woman while i was admiring her; it could be said that I was smitten with her, but I had never looked at her with lust; a reason why I never noticed her womanly figure.

Mia drowsily squeezed her eyes and looked towards me. Her dry lips cracked open, "Mi-kun, when...did you come into my bedroom?"

Mia noticed my uneasy gaze, and a cool breeze forcing itself down her entire body. She quickly looked downwards and soon, a red flame of shame covered her face as she began to stutter.

"Mi-kun, q-quick quick, look away, look away! I'm not dressed!"

I instantly jumped to my side of the bed and faced the wall. Following my jump, rustling sounds rang out from behind me.

"Can I turn around now, Mia?"

I teasingly asked. Surprisingly, unlike the past me I wasn't stuttering nor was I nervous.

"Nooo, don't turn around dummy! I won't talk to you anymore if you turn around, grr!"

I couldn't see what she was doing from here, but I could guess from her tone that she was slightly angry and embarrassed even more.

"Mi-kun... I'm sorry... You can turn around now, I'm covered up."

I turned around. She was still on the bed, the difference being that she had the white blanket draped around her entire body. She looked like a rice dumpling!

An apologetical expression broke through Mia's eyes as they erratically moved around the room. A heavy blush was on her cheeks.

"Mi-kun, I must be a burden, right? I didn't really intend to go home with you, but...b-but it was my first time drinking! I didn't know I didn't have much tolerance for alcohol, otherwise I wouldn't have even touched it."

She sniffed as she started crying. She was a pure and innocent girl; she had never even thought about touching it until I wanted her to try some...

Yeah, in the end, this was my fault too.

" I don't know what you're thinking, Mi-kun, but I'm not a bad girl! I-I didn't intentionally sleep naked, nor do I want to drink"

I shook my head furiously.

"Who told you I thought of you as a bad girl. Look at you, do you remember when you were eight years old and killed a chicken? I remember you crying and praying for the chicken until you slept. So tell me, can the same girl drink that much alcohol?"

"In fact, I should be sorry. I was the one that forced you to drink. Sorry."

Mia's rosy face blanked. But instantly became red again as she nodded.

"U-um...okay. But I should've have accepted the drinks. I'm old enough to understand what's bad and good for me too... So I have no excuse."

Looking at her from below the bed, I was mesmerized.

Mia's body was pristine and looked as if it would be torn apart if even slight wind blew. She was slightly thin and tall, but a bit big in her assets department.

Suddenly, Mia was surprised as I stood up and hugged her. It was a soft embrace at first, but it become a fully fledged bear hug at the end.

At first Mia shyly stuttered. But after feeling my body temperature she put her hands on my back in concern.

"Mi-kun, do you have a fever? Your body is...quite hot. I think it's due to the alcohol...um...?"

Mia was startled seeing me have no reaction. I didn't even react to her question.

I... I couldn't believe Mia was still alive. I still couldn't believe I turned young — that I wasn't a sixty year old bitter man anymore. My years of misery had turned my heart into a slab of meat.

"I don't have a fever... It's just that, it's been a while since I've seen you."

Mia scrunched her eyebrows and smiled. Even in a situation like this she found my behavior amusing.

"Hm, but I remember both of us being with each other from a day ago? Oh I know, your dementia is acting up!"

Mia chuckled at my expense, but her charming laughter stopped suddenly — surprising me.

"Ah!"

Mia suddenly grabbed both of my shoulders and threw me off the bed, that too with such strength that I felt pain burst through my body.

With a boom, I landed with both of my hands on the ground. I looked at Mia and discovered her with a nervous smile and flustered appearance. In front of her, and behind the door was...my mother?!

Apparently my mother and Mia shared the same emotions on their faces. My mother had a flustered face as she opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

I looked around — Mia was naked. She had a white blanket covering her body while her clothes were on the ground. My mum came and discovered her in this state...

The only thing missing was a colorful packet shredded to pieces lying on the floor.

Suddenly, I realized that my mother might have a 'misunderstanding' of the situation — but I couldn't even open my mouth before she started speaking.

"O-oh, so uh...come down when you're...ready, breakfast is fixed."

She smirked and closed the door behind her, leaving Mia and me to my own devices.

Mia looked as if she would break down crying any moment, while I had a smile plastered on my face.

I mean, I wasn't happy! But I think I...derived a bit of pleasure from the situation...

"Mi-kun...get out!! Get out!!!"

Mia threw a pillow at my head. I dashed out of the room instantly and began to laugh.

It had been too long since I had last laughed... My happiness will soon return...

...

I grabbed my cup of coffee and began to drink it. It tasted quite good for something I made myself.

Although not much time had passed after I traveled in time, I was now more stable and calm. The excitement had worn out and was replaced by a solemn mood.

I couldn't forget why I was here. I had a limited amount of time left until graduation day!

I do—

"Ahem, Miyata, when's Mia coming down from 'your' bedroom? I think she might be having a bit of trouble walking...!"

My mother interrupted my inner monologue with a teasing smile. She put both of her hands on the dining table and cupped her chin.

I evaded her curious eyes and furiously drank the coffee. Is this how most mothers react after such an event? Surely not.

She knew me better than I knew myself. So it wasn't strange that she knew I had an intense fixation on Mia...

"Oh come on, show some consideration! Mia needs you right now and here you are, sipping on burnt coffee?"

Mother laughed and walked behind me. Soon, both of her hands were on my arms, patting them as if congratulating me.

Wait, burnt coffee??

I looked down and discovered I was sipping on cold, burnt coffee...

No wonder it tasted...like burned roadkill... Damn.

"The hell? How did I burn my coffee?"

"This is what love does to you, kiddo. Maybe you were still thinking about Mia while making that coffee, hm?"

"Aw mom, stop it." I shook her hands off with an embarrassed smile. Somehow, I wanted this misunderstanding to continue...

My mother sighed and put her palms together. I suddenly felt the atmosphere chill down.

I turned around.

Mother's face was a bit wrinkled. But her youthful beauty still hadn't disappeared at an age that was double of mine.

"Although I'm happy that you've fulfilled your deepest wish... I can't help but worry."

"Miyata, it's for the best but, don't let your emotions cloud your head. I've always been there with you — be it the first time you expressed interest in Mia, or be it the first time that you fell in love with Mia... But I don't think what you feel for her is right. "

" You know that what you're feeling for her isn't love, right Miyata? "

I felt a cloud condense within my head. What was she talking about? I don't love Mia?

After a few moments of solemn silence, my mother removed her stare from my face. After seeing my confusion her lips spread to a thin, but sweet smile.

I don't remember this conversation happening in the past.

" You know, Miayta? I feel like your father is hidden somewhere within you. Both of you...have the same twinkle in your eyes."

Mother chuckled and shook her head . I stayed silent because I couldn't contemplate how different the events were from what I remembered.

I don't remember changing any of my choices, so why and where did this new conversation come from?!

" Anyway, you know tomorrow's the Red Festival, right? I'll give you some money; go there with Mia tomorrow, hm?"

"...Sure mom."

I replied a bit later. As if I was shocked to the point of speechlessnesss.

"You sure Mia hasn't ran away through the window?"

Mom laughed while looking at the staircase. She then went upstairs with a curious smirk.

I wasn't too interested in what would happen next. Instead I just stood up and went to the second floor's balcony, while ignoring my mother and Mia, who descended down as soon as I moved to the balcony.

On the balcony was a single chair, surrounding it were a few plants.

The refreshing rays of the sun descended on me, but I didn't have the mood to focus on it.

I didn't have school, so I had the whole day left for me to waste.

I sighed looking at the nostalgic alley behind my house. The neighborhood my house was in was as quiet as I remember it.

I frowned and solemnly sat down on the chair. I don't have time to waste on sightseeing — only a week was left until graduation.

Today was 7th May, 2018. A day just before the Red Festival.

I know who the killer is; I even know where he lives, where his family lives and what they do for a living. It's just that, I don't know how I'll be able to avert his shooting...

In the previous timeline, the killer tried to go out of the country but the police caught him. Why he entered the school and started shooting random kids wasn't explained by him; he just said he felt like doing so.

In short, he was a psychotic madman that killed just to please his desires. People like him deserve a fate worse than death!

My hands on the chair emitted cracking sounds, as my anger started to spill. I've investigated about that man for years; so there was no chance i would fail!

Hideo Tamaki, 23 Years Old, student of Tokyo Medical College. His home is in Himei District, Alpine Community, House No. 152.

I swear I will kill you, motherfucking bastard! You're the one that had made my life hell, fucking hell!

"Now now, sweetie. Being angry never helps, does it?"

That voice...

I turned around and almost felt my heart stop.

There he was, that devil. He was smiling at me.

"If you truly want to stop him, you'll have to do it... right now. Do you understand?"

"You don't even have to kill him; he's an unworthy fool. There is no need to stain your hands with flith."

The devil cackled at my fearful face. He didn't even move, but I felt a chill assault my nerves.

"Thankfully, I have the perfect item to help you. Think of it as a gift! Hehe."

A dark, glossy needle appeared above my right hand.

The devil turned around.

"Hideo Tamaki, right? That's the murderer? Then it'll be a pleasure for me to inform you that, he's somewhere around here right now."

"W-wait, what?! Where is he?!"

My fear disappeared as I stood up and asked. I threw the needle in my breast pocket, knowing that it would come useful later.

"I don't know. But he's...right here. Maybe he's roaming the neighborhood with his girlfriend or he's hiding in your bathroom, who knows? It's your job to find him."

"And oh, you can use that needle only once. I suppose you understand how and where you need to use it, hm?"

As soon as he said that, he disappeared. Not even a sound was made before the balcony was as quiet as before.

I grit my teeth and descended down the stairs. However I only found my mother waiting down there, Mia was nowhere to be found.

I didn't bother asking for where she was, something even more important needed my attention after all.

As I was running through the rooms, my mother caught a hold of me with the same teasing look on her face.

"Hey, looks like Mia was so angry with you that she didn't even wait for you to come! Haha, you must've said something weird to her as usual!"

"Come on mom, I have something I want to do. Don't bother me." I said as I threw her hands off me and bolted for the door.

"Hey, I asked Mia if she wanted to go tomorrow! So don't bother asking her out, she doesn't want to go! She has somewhere else she wants to go tomorrow!" She said as she shook her head in regret.

I ignored her.

...

Before I knew it, the sun appeared over my head; signifying that it was almost noon. Yet I hadn't caught a single glance of the killer.

A few motorcycles and cars zipped past my body as I sighed I felt damn tired! Yet I didn't waste a fraction of time and continued walking around the neighborhood.

Suddenly, someone ran into the narrow alleyway beside me; leaving a gust of wind behind.

My surprise was drowned by hate as I saw that 'someone' who ran into the alley. It was a man wearing a black hoodie. And over his shoulders was a woman crying for help.

What the fuck?!