Nakatani Shinju 3

If it was the original Otsuka Yasuo, he would've probably responded, "And how do you plan on doing that?" while licking his chops as his little buddy down south starts to grow in size.

I responded by informing her, "Listen, I'm not going to bully your boyfriend anymore. As a matter of fact, I'm done. I'm done beating up those fucking losers. It's gotten boring."

There was a tint of the original in the way I responded but I still conveyed my message across.

There was nothing for her to worry about.

Stunned by my response, she was frozen in place for about ten seconds before shaking her head and saying, "I don't believe you."

Her response was understandable and definitely warranted considering my past.

If I was in her shoes, I would've also thought that I was being deceived.

"No. I'm telling you that I'm done. Done with all that."

"I-I-I..." she stuttered. "You're lying."

I could see in her eyes that she was afraid of my response to her claim.

'If you don't have the balls to call me a liar then why are you in my apartment alone? Do you love your boyfriend that much?' I pondered as I reached forward.

She flinched but returned to normal, or rather, became confused when I picked up her hoodie from the table.

I tossed it over to her and she looked at me.

Her face was asking me, "Why did you give me my hoodie back?"

"Put it back on and get out of my home before..." I purposely gave her a devious look as a warning for what was to come if she didn't listen to me.

Truthfully, nothing was to come. It was an empty bluff.

"Re-really? You're not going to b-bully my boyfriend anymore?" she asked, still doubting my words.

I shook my head, and with my hand, I gestured for her to head out by pointing at the door.

Doubts were swirling around in her purple eyes, but she began to slowly get up from the couch, putting her hoodie back on.

Until the very last moment, when the door closed, she looked confused and seemed ready for me to tell her that I was just messing with her and that I was going to indeed continue beating up her timid boyfriend who was built like a twig.

Congratulations. It's your lucky day because I wasn't going to be doing that.

I had a feeling that if I did tell her that, she would've returned inside and been willing to do some favors in order to convince me.

Favors that Yasuo found tons of pleasure in accepting. After all, that was the purpose of bullying those weaker than him.

Yes, he enjoyed the act of bullying itself.

But more than that, he enjoyed the feeling of robbing the purity in people's relationships. He enjoyed the sensation of feeling like a victor as he savored the taste of other men's partners.

It was like there was this mental trophy case that existed in his mind and he was trying to fill it up one by one (the trophies being stolen girlfriends obviously).

Locking my door, I returned to my bedroom and made an appointment.

Having already made up my mind to drop out of college, I was going to make it official as soon as possible.

* * *

The next day, I was on campus when I encountered someone.

It was like the universe had aligned the stars and did it on purpose because I had accidentally bumped into Koyama Hitoshi, the very same boyfriend who Shinju had attempted to protect from me yesterday.

He fell to the ground as my much larger frame tipped his frail body over. 

I was about to apologize when I saw the face of the person beneath me and recognized who it was.

Hitoshi began to immediately shiver.

'I didn't do it on purpose but... he's probably assuming that I did.'

Already, he began reaching for his pockets. 

Taking out a stack of cash, he lifted it towards me, offering it in hopes that I would ease up on the beating a little bit.

'Did she not tell him what I told her yesterday? Or perhaps she did, and he doesn't believe me.'

I was extending my arm forward, about to offer him a hand to help him with getting up, when I heard a voice behind me, "I knew it! Get away from him!"