It could be said that the sorrow she felt was something no human could endure.

That was why she couldn't hold back and ended up doing that to Hikari.

Though she had almost no prior experience in such matters, the few hours she spent with Hikari today had already far surpassed everything she'd ever known before.

But no matter what, she was a married woman. Even if it was only in name, even if she had no other choice, this still counted as cheating, didn't it?

And the one she cheated with was someone as young as Hikari.

In her heart, Tsukishima Kyoko felt nothing but complexity and pain.

What tormented and conflicted her even more wasn't just the act of cheating itself.

It was the fact that, in that abandoned warehouse, she had experienced an unparalleled, unforgettable pleasure.

That sinful, blissful sensation had left her longing for more.

At that time, Tsukishima Kyoko had been utterly lost in it, completely forgetting everything else.

Even now, sitting in the car, the memory still filled her with deep attachment and intoxication.

She didn't understand why her usual composed and serious self would completely lose control when it came to such matters, as if she wasn't her normal self at all.

Just a few hours ago, Tsukishima Kyoko would never have believed she could become so addicted to something like that, so enslaved by a mere high school boy.

But after tasting the sweet, forbidden fruit, she could never forget the plump, juicy stimulation and satisfaction it brought her. Even her usual icy demeanor had been melted away by that scorching heat.

In the heat of the moment, Tsukishima Kyoko had even considered giving up everything, even becoming Hikari's sl*ve, his 'star sl*ve', just to keep experiencing that indescribable fulfillment.

Such thoughts were utterly abnormal, and Tsukishima Kyoko couldn't fathom why they had even crossed her mind.

Why did she lose all control the moment she came into contact with 'that' part of Hikari?

But the perfect, fulfilling sensation of their connection still lingered in her mind, leaving her unable to stop reminiscing.

She even wished that moment could last forever, that she could have more… and more…

But given their respective positions and her circumstances, that was simply impossible.

The conflict between her rationality, knowing she should sever this sinful bond, and the guilt of still wanting more, the frustration of desiring what she couldn't have, tormented Tsukishima Kyoko endlessly.

Her usually cold, stern face was now twisted in pain, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks, dripping onto her sticky suit skirt and the pale, bruised thighs beneath.

"Sigh…"

After sitting in the car with an indescribably complicated expression for a long time, Tsukishima Kyoko let out a long, melancholic sigh.

She reached into the depths of her cleavage, fumbled around for a bit, and pulled out a pure white jade-like amulet, examining it carefully.

This was the beautiful amulet Hikari had suddenly pressed into her hand before leaving, telling her to keep it close. It seemed to carry a faint chill.

Looking at it, Tsukishima Kyoko felt a storm of emotions.

Should she… throw it away?

After all, there was no future for them.

Or… should she keep it?

"Just as a memento… yes, just a memento…"

She didn't dare think too deeply about what exactly she was memorializing.

Tsukishima Kyoko quickly stuffed the amulet back into her chest.

Then, stepping on the gas pedal, she hurriedly drove home.

———

After returning home, Tsukishima Kyoko rushed straight into the bathroom.

She stripped off her suit skirt and stockings, now heavily scented with the fragrance of milk, and tossed them into the laundry basket.

After hastily washing her sticky body, she put on her pajamas and retreated to her private room.

Lying on the bed where she usually fell asleep the moment she touched it after work, Tsukishima Kyoko found herself unable to sleep at all.

Even though her body was utterly exhausted, as if it had been broken apart, the moment she closed her eyes, the youthful, handsome, even slightly boyish, face of Hikari appeared in her mind.

"Sigh…", Tossing and turning, Tsukishima Kyoko let out another long sigh.

Not knowing what else to do, her ring-adorned ring finger unconsciously slipped beneath the covers.

Numb, painful…

With her eyes closed, Tsukishima Kyoko's lips trembled slightly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.

Only by pressing an ear right against them could one barely make out what she was whispering.

It seemed to be—

"Hikari… Hikari-kun…"

———

Several dozen minutes later, Tsukishima Kyoko opened her eyes, filled with frustration.

She didn't know if it was her heart or her body that had changed.

Maybe it was like driving a luxury car like a Ferrari or Lamborghini and then going back to a manual transmission.

The "manual transmission car" that used to satisfy her with just a little touch and let her fall asleep quickly now gave her no pleasure at all.

The moment she closed her eyes, no, even without closing them, the slightest thought of 'that' immediately brought Hikari's face to her mind.

Her whole body tingling and itching, Tsukishima Kyoko was furious, both from the discomfort and from the shame and pain of her own helplessness.

At this point, she even had the impulse to grab her phone, call Hikari, and lure him to her house under the pretense of tutoring, just so she could...

But now, without the hypnosis clouding her mind, her rationality ultimately overcame her desires.

Slowly putting down her phone, Tsukishima Kyoko hugged her pillow, burying her face in it with an expression of utter torment.

———

Meanwhile...

Hikari wasn't fully aware of Tsukishima Kyoko's current mental state.

Though he was also one of the main players in this unexpected incident, his mental state was far more stable than Tsukishima Kyoko's, almost entirely unaffected.

Though what had happened in the abandoned warehouse today had exceeded his initial expectations, for someone as experienced as Hikari, it was nothing.

After all, he had already dealt with legendary creatures like the Yuki-onna and Hanako of the Toilet. What was a mere difference in status or position?

To put it bluntly, even if ranked among the female teachers he had 'deeply interacted' with, Tsukishima Kyoko would only come in second.

Before her, there had already been another…

The only thing that concerned Hikari was the difficulty of undoing the hypnosis earlier.

What had happened was just an accident, after all.

As Tsukishima Kyoko had emphasized, it was best for both of them to pretend it never happened.

Though they both knew that was impossible, Hikari didn't feel like dwelling on it.

"The real priority right now is dealing with Morishita Wataru and the hypnosis app…"

After sending Tsukishima Kyoko off in her car, Hikari didn't head straight to class.

Instead, he also left the school.

His goal was simple, Morishita Wataru had to be brought to justice.

Earlier, just as he was about to teach Morishita Wataru a proper lesson, the hypnotized Tsukishima Kyoko had stopped him, leading to that unexpected hours-long entanglement.

Now that the 'deep exchange' was over, it was time to settle the main issue.

Though the hypnosis app meant nothing to him, and it wouldn't affect those he had already given the 'Clear Jade Amulet' to, hypnosis was still far too dangerous for ordinary people.

Even though Hikari had already destroyed Morishita Wataru's phone along with the app, he felt it would be best to deal with Morishita Wataru himself once and for all.

Besides, after committing such a 'netorare' act, Morishita Wataru deserved punishment, what he'd gotten so far wasn't enough.

Especially since he had originally planned to hypnotize Shirakawa Miho, who often gave him special treatment.

That was unforgivable.

Following the guidance of his Pure Love Radar, Hikari tracked down Morishita Wataru, who had fled the warehouse earlier.

Before long, he arrived at the apartment where Morishita Wataru lived, not far from the school.

To his surprise, there was a police car with flashing lights parked outside.

"The police in this world's Japan actually exist? I thought they were just for show?", Blinking in confusion, Hikari quickly headed upstairs.

As he reached the second-floor landing, he stayed out of sight.

The moment he ascended, he heard a loud commotion.

"Officer! It's him! This bastard named Morishita Wataru, no, this animal named Morishita Wataru, tried to r*pe me!"

From his hidden vantage point, Hikari saw a heavyset woman, easily over 200 pounds, holding a bruised and battered Morishita Wataru by the collar like a ragdoll as she addressed two uniformed officers.

"Ma'am… please calm down. Let go of the suspect first," one officer said cautiously.

"Officers, save me! I didn't r*pe the landlady! It's a misunderstanding! Look at her size, how could I possibly f*rce her? It's a misunderstanding," Morishita Wataru cried out desperately.

Slap! Slap!

Before Morishita Wataru or the officers could react, the landlady delivered two sharp slaps to his face.

Then, she threw him to the ground and let out a deafening wail:

"WAAAAHHH! THIS ANIMAL DARES SAY SUCH THINGS! I'M SO ANGRY!"

"This little bastard Morishita Wataru, I've already let him delay rent for days! Instead of being grateful, he dr*gged and ass*ulted me!"

"When I came to collect rent at noon, he tricked me into drinking tea laced with dr*gs, then m*lested me!"

"He pulled down my p*nts and did unspe*kable things to me, def*ling my purity!"

"Even though I resisted with all my might, I still couldn't escape this little monster's clutches!"

Hikari watched in astonishment as the 200-pound landlady rattled off this entire tirade in one breath.

The officers were equally stunned by her lung capacity.

"No! I didn't! I just rubbed against her outside! I didn't go in!", Morishita Wataru protested miserably.

The landlady roared, "I have surveillance footage from the hallway! It's all recorded!"

Presented with irrefutable evidence, the officers immediately handcuffed Morishita Wataru.

"Officers, I didn't! Really! Do you think anyone would even be interested in a landlady like her? And I couldn't overpower her even if I tried!", Morishita Wataru continued to plead.

But one officer scoffed, "The evidence speaks for itself. Save your breath and come with us."

The other shook his head, "Tsk tsk… morals these days. Young people's tastes are just incomprehensible…"

And so, Morishita Wataru, now sporting a face swollen from slaps and walking unsteadily due to a 'critical hit' to his nether regions, was escorted away by the officers.

Hikari watched as Morishita Wataru was loaded into the police car before turning to leave.

There was nothing more he could do, with the police already handling it, he couldn't exactly step in and deliver 'physical justice' in front of them.

He never expected Morishita Wataru to use the hypnosis app on his own landlady so soon, and get caught on camera.

If the hypnosis app hadn't been destroyed, the 200-pound landlady might never have realized what happened, or even remembered it.

But with the app gone, she must have snapped back to reality.

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