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I visited for an experience lesson. I am Sato.
Melodia Piano Studio.
A grand piano by Steinway was placed in a soundproofed private room.
Shirota Misae appeared in a deep blue dress, like a stage costume.
Her beauty made her seem younger than her 30 years.
"Oh, a high school student? That's rare."
Her sweet voice suggested she was skilled in charming men.
"I actually... wanted to show you this."
I took out my smartphone.
The screen displayed a scene of a secret meeting between Okada and Misae.
"!?"
Her expression changed instantly.
"Where did you get this?! Who gave it to you?!"
"I can't say."
Misae's eyes sharply pierced through me.
"But... I need your cooperation."
"Cooperation?"
"I want to talk about... your husband, Mr. Shirota."
I began to speak calmly.
About Shirota's misdeeds.
The data in his computer.
The victims.
And about Shirogane.
Misae's expression gradually changed.
"Could it be... that he was doing the same thing...?"
"You, as the wife, should be able to approach the computer in the study."
A long silence.
Misae stared out the window, deep in thought for a while.
"I understand. I'll cooperate."
"Really?!"
"But... there's a condition."
Misae approached me.
The sweet scent of her perfume.
"You... you're interesting. Go out with me."
"Eh...?"
"In exchange for this data... go out with me."
Her eyes held a desire to dominate.
A woman with the same nature as her husband.
But now, I needed her power.
"...Understood."
"Really?"
"However, the data comes first. I can't reveal the details, but I have a way to confirm if it has been completely deleted."
A seductive smile.
Like a snake that had caught its prey.
"Then, every Friday. Under the pretense of piano lessons..."
The sunset reflected on the expensive-looking vase on the grand piano.
With this, I could save Shirogane.
The victims.
In exchange, I would be trapped in another cage.
Like a curse on the Shirota family.
A chain of domination and submission.
I was being drawn into a new cycle.
Before the day of the lesson, I used the information I obtained from Misae's Hermes notebook to corner her.
"You have relationships with students as well... quite a few, aren't you?"
Misae's face paled.
"How did you...?"
"I have my own investigation network."
"Impossible..."
"Besides Okada, there are three high school students. Twelve married men. And there's even money involved."
"Stop..."
"I won't tell the police. But I have the videos, so from now on, you'll do as I say."
Misae's expression changed.
From a dominator to a subordinate.
"Takashi... sama."
She spoke with a trembling voice.
The moment her position had completely reversed.
"Connect this to Mr. Shirota's computer and transfer the data."
I handed her a portable HDD.
"The password is 'HAITOKU'."
"...Indecency? Well, that's typical of him."
Misae laughed mockingly, her contempt for her husband evident.
"After copying all the data, completely erase the original. Understood?"
"Yes, Takashi sama."
Misae responded in a sweet voice.
Her expression was submissive, but I could see ambition lurking in her eyes.
This woman would never be completely tamed.
But that was fine.
A relationship where we hold each other's secrets.
That is the strongest form of domination.
"I look forward to Fridays, Takashi sama."
As Misae's figure disappeared, I still felt a dangerous, snake-like presence.
But I wouldn't let her bite me again.
With this, the first stage of the plan was complete.
To save Shirogane.
For the victims.
And... for Sakurai-san.
I was using darkness to exorcise darkness.
Whether this was right or wrong, I didn't know.
But there was no other way.
"Sakurai-san... just a little longer."
I muttered alone in the piano studio at sunset.
A few days later.
"Takashi sama... I succeeded."
A LINE notification lit up.
I went to meet Misae .
The location was Melodia Piano Studio.
The quiet private room after the lesson ended.
"Good work. What's in the data?"
"It's more than I imagined. Over 10 years of records..."
"And the deletion?"
"It's perfect. Even if he notices, he won't be able to tell anyone."
Misae gave a malicious smile.
Satisfaction from her revenge on her husband seeped through.
I received the HDD and confirmed the operation of the computer.
It seemed that the original data had been successfully erased.
"You're quite the evil woman, aren't you, Mrs. Shirota?"
"If Takashi sama says so, I'm honored."
"I'll contact Shirogane-san myself."
"That child was cute. Toyed with by Junichi... "
"I won't let her be anyone's toy again."
"I want to be a toy. Takashi sama... touch me."
Misae looked up at me.
"I don't mind."
I stood up and approached Misae .
Misae's lustrous black hair flowed down.
"I'm a bit nervous."
"It's okay..."
Misae smiled.
Her expression was somewhat sad.
I touched her hand.
Soft and warm.
The body temperature from her fingertips felt good.
"Hmm... you're gentle, aren't you, Takashi sama?"
Misae closed her eyes.
I slowly reached out to her crotch.
Through the silk panties, I felt a soft sensation.
It became hot and completely wet.
I slowly moved my fingers.
I twisted the hardened clitoris.
Misae's body jumped.
"Ahh... nnn..."
A sweet voice leaked out.
Misae's breathing deepened.
A sign that her sensitivity was increasing.
I pulled down her panties and inserted my fingers into her vagina.
It swallowed them without any resistance.
I increased the number of fingers to two and moved them vigorously.
Misae's body shook greatly, reaching orgasm.
"Ahhhaaaaa!! I'm coming! I'm coming!!"
Misae's scream-like cry echoed through the room.
Misae was desperately trying to calm her ragged breath.
I whispered in Misae's ear.
"Did you feel good?"
"Yes... very."
Misae smiled.
Her expression was somewhat sad.
I lowered Misae's skirt and touched her vagina again through the wet, purple silk underwear.
With a squelching sound, my fingers sank into her vagina through the fabric.
"Hyaunn!"
Misae's body jumped again.
I gently spread her love juices with my fingertips.
"Ahh..."
Misae's sweet voice echoed.
Her vagina was quite wet.
"Takashi sama's fingers are entering my pussy again. This time, three of them..."
Misae placed her hand on her vagina and said with a seductive expression.
"I can't hold back anymore. Put your cock in me."
Misae looked at me with a longing expression.
"I understand."
I took off my pants and underwear, exposing my erect penis.
Misae straddled my penis and spread her vagina with both hands.
"Quickly... thrust into me."
Love juices dripped from her vagina, forming threads.
Misae said, yearning.
I pushed my penis into Misae's vagina.
"Ahh... it's inside me! It's big!!"
Misae's body shook greatly.
I vigorously moved my hips.
Misae's lustrous black hair was disheveled, and her white neck was exposed.
"Deeper... thrust deeper into me!!"
Misae screamed.
I thrust my penis deep into Misae's depths.
"Ahhhaaaaa!! Ahh!!! It's coming!!!"
Misae's sweet voice echoed through the room.
Her vagina tightly constricted.
"Feels so good!!"
I continued to move my hips.
Misae's body jumped several times, reaching orgasm.
"Ahhhaaaaa!! I'm coming!!! I'm coming!!!"
Misae's scream-like cry echoed through the room again.
I released the last drop of semen.
I could feel my semen writhing inside Misae .
We embraced each other until our breaths calmed down.
"Takashi sama... I love you."
Misae whispered.
"I love you too, Sensei."
We looked at each other and smiled.
This relationship would never be made public.
Yet, the feeling of longing for each other certainly existed.
I was drowning in the forbidden relationship with Misae .
As I left the studio, Misae murmured.
"Takashi sama... are you really a high school student?"
I left without answering.
The mysterious power residing in the body of a 17-year-old.
Perhaps this was my destiny.
I returned to school and sent a message to Shirogane.
"Let's talk in the music room after school."
I kept it a secret from Sakurai-san.
As a close friend, she might interfere out of concern.
This was something I had to settle on my own.
To save Shirogane.
And... to break this twisted chain of domination.
A reply arrived in my inbox.
"I understand."
As I walked down the hallway bathed in the setting sun, I was resolute.