503 Motoko's Unspeakable Secret / 504 Suddenly, It's No Fun Anymore

"Uh-huh."

Shuya gave a casual reply, went back to his room to change into casual clothes, and then came downstairs.

In the living room, Motoko was sprawled on the sofa watching TV like a useless person.

Ayase and Kirino haven't arrived yet; they probably have modeling work to do and will be late.

They might not come.

Seeing Motoko's listless state, Shuya decided to show her some concern.

He sat down on the sofa and said kindly, "Motoko, have you been having any troubles lately? How's school?"

"Inoue- kun, what scheme are you plotting now?"

Motoko was very vigilant.

"No, I just wanted to check on you. Just so you don't cause any more trouble."

Shuya quite afraid that Motoko would make him gender-swap again. Although Shuko's body felt very nice to the touch, he still avoided it.

Motoko replied, "I won't cause any more trouble, I'm completely healed!"

"Really? Have your swordsmanship improved recently?"

"It's only been a few days since your last breakthrough? How can you have improved again... Wait, Inoue- kun, aren't you getting a little too close?"

She felt uncomfortable seeing Shuya pressing himself so close to her.

In her dream, she simultaneously experienced Suya being Shuko, and then Tsuruko forced her to watch her and Shuya being treated like this for one night.

After all this, although her fear of men was gone, her feelings for Shuya were still rather complicated.

Motoko silently moved to the side of the sofa to avoid him.

Shuya laughed, "Why are you running? I'm not going to eat you."

"No, no, no, Inoue -kun is dangerous in every sense of the word."

Motoko trembled.

Shuya raised an eyebrow. "Not bad, you've even started saying dirty things to me now. Motoko- chan, you've improved a lot."

Motoko huddled in the corner of the sofa.

He looked Motoko up and down and smiled:

"Motoko, I think you've changed a lot. Since you resolved your inner conflict, your expression and demeanor have become much gentler. You must be more at ease now, right?"

"Yes, right?"

Motoko seemed pleased to hear this, her expression relaxing as she said, "I also feel much more relaxed lately."

Section 542, Motoko's Unspeakable Secret

Shuya continued, "So, how have you been at school lately? Have you made any new friends?"

Motoko said, "Hmm? Nothing's changed. School's basically the same as before, except a few more classmates have confessed to me. Nothing special."

"Are you that popular?"

Shuya looked at her closely. Motoko was indeed beautiful, and her temperament had a rare air of dignified composure. She also had a great figure due to years of martial arts training.

He also has excellent skin due to his successful cultivation, and apart from being a bit silly, he has no other flaws in his personality.

She doesn't talk to people much outside, and her stupidity is seen as aloofness. It's not surprising that outsiders are captivated by her appearance and confess their feelings to her.

"Is that so... um, wait a minute?"

Shuya suddenly remembered something. "Wait a minute, isn't your school... an all-girls school?"

"Really? Is there a problem?"

Motoko nodded blankly.

Shuya was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and gave Motoko a sofa-push.

He leaned in, and the distance between them closed in an instant.

"Inoue -kun?! You, you, you... you really do have feelings for me! I knew you lecherous devil wouldn't be satisfied even with your sister!"

Motoko's eyes widened, she leaned back tactically and pressed herself firmly against the armrest, and shouted quickly:

"I know! You're going to brutally assault me next, do ooooo to me and then xxxxx, then tear my clothes off, then oooooo, and then xxxxx, and finally ooooo to me with your big *! Ah! I'm so miserable! Sister, help me!"

"???"

Shuya was stunned by her words.

He carefully withdrew his hand, gasping as he backed away. (Backing away after spilling cat food. gif)

"Eh? Inoue- kun? Why did you go back?"

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Shuya felt that Motoko seemed a little disappointed?

Shuya chuckled awkwardly, "Su, Motoko, don't get agitated. I was just worried you might have become a lesbian, so I wanted to use my good looks to test you and see if you'd lost interest in men..."

"Um, I didn't expect you to get so excited... No, I'm sorry, I startled you."

Shuya offered a rare and sincere apology.

He was a little afraid that Motoko had gone mad; if something really happened to her, he wouldn't know how to explain it to Tsuruko.

"Phew, is that so... Reality really is different from novels..."

Motoko spoke her last sentence rather softly.

"Huh? What novel are you talking about?"

Shuya asked, puzzled.

Motoko shuddered and stammered, "I... I... I didn't write erotic novels to release my pent-up emotions because of the previous stimulation!"

"Hiss---You have this hobby?!"

"Ugh! I didn't write a lot of novels with you, my sister, Haruno, Yukino, Mai, Hyakka, Ayase, Kirino, and me as the main characters---Oh no! I've revealed everything!"

Motoko's cheeks were flushed; she almost cried.

"Holy crap, I never even imagined this! Motoko, when did you become so lewd?! Excuse me, could I borrow a copy to talk? I didn't mean anything by it, I just enjoy studying literature!"

Shuya was shocked again, but after the initial shock came intense curiosity.

Hey, I really want to know how Motoko drives!

"Woo-oo-oo-oo-ah-ah-ah-eh-eh-ee-ee---!"

Motoko covered her head and rolled around frantically on the ground.

Shuya had never seen her like this before.

This public execution came out of nowhere, Shuya realized that his imagination couldn't keep up with the speed of Motoko's self-destruction.

Motoko suddenly sprang up, excitedly telling Shuya, "I can't live anymore! I have no choice but to kill you and then commit seppuku! Waaah!"

Shuya advised, "Don't do this, you can't beat me!"

"That's right! Then I'll just have to commit seppuku. Please tell my sister I'm sorry! I'll be going now!"

Motoko reached out and beckoned, and the kitchen knife flew into her hand.

Then, she landed on her knees with a sudden, powerful movement, and plunged the kitchen knife into her own abdomen.

Shuya immediately tried to stop him... well, he didn't.

He scratched his head. "Oh... whatever makes you happy. Go ahead and commit seppuku. I'll heal you later."

These minor injuries are the easiest to heal; after all, given Motoko's physical condition, she could recover quickly even if she were stabbed ten more times.

Shuya felt that letting her vent was good for her physical and mental health.

But Motoko stopped making a move.

She tossed the knife aside and collapsed onto the sofa, sobbing softly.

Why are you all copying my mom?

Shuya has always been annoyed by this kind of whining and whining since he was a child.

He stood behind Motoko, and asked thoughtfully:

"Motoko, did you bring your novel?"

"How could you possibly bring this!"

Motoko reacted excitedly.

"So that's your house? I understand, um."

After saying that, Shuya walked towards the door. "I suddenly remembered I have something to take care of. You'll have to wait for Ayase to come back and cook."

Motoko stared blankly as he disappeared, and a minute later she finally came to her senses:

"Wait, wait a minute?! He didn't go to my house, did he? No way, no way?"

Motoko scrambled out of Shuya's house and flew frantically towards her own home.

Her home was near the school, just an ordinary apartment. She got home quickly, but still couldn't outrun Shuya who had gone ahead of her.

She rushed into the room after opening the door.

Then... I saw Shuya reading the manuscript with great interest.

"Aba aba aba aba..."

Motoko collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant, uttering sounds of madness.

Shuya clicked his tongue in amazement as he read, "Holy crap, you really can't judge a book by its cover! Motoko, your writing is pretty good, and your imagination... is huge and outrageous!"

He got hard just looking at him.

"Whoa!"

Motoko lay on the ground, sobbing, "Oh no! I'm definitely going to be threatened next. They'll say things like, 'If you don't want these articles to get out, you'll make me $#^&&, then @@@@, then oooo, and finally I'll become a 'rbq' (a derogatory term for a sexually assaulted woman), completely turning me into Inoue- kun's shape!!!"

"?"

Shuya full of questions.

When I type a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, but that I think you have a problem.

Where did you get so much distorted knowledge?

Shuya was puzzled. How could a girl Motoko, who hadn't even had her first kiss, have so much knowledge about erotic content? She wasn't like Kirino, who liked playing adult games.

His doubts were quickly answered.

He observed the room, searching for clues, and easily found the suspicious books on the bed.

Shuya need to pick it up to look at the cover to tell that it was an erotic novel or comic.

He used his Power of Will and discovered a pile of identical books stuffed under the bed.

"So, without me even realizing it, you've become such a repressed pervert, Motoko..."

Shuya's worldview was greatly shaken; he had thought that Motoko was someone who had no connection with these things.

"This... this... this is all Inoue- kun's fault!"

Motoko shouted, "If you hadn't done those things to me before, and then forced me to watch you and my sister exercise all night, I wouldn't have become curious about these things! If I hadn't become curious, I wouldn't have written those novels to vent my frustrations! So it's all Inoue -kun's fault!"

She burst into tears as she spoke.

Shuya was speechless. "Are you even thinking straight? It was Shuko did something strange to Suya, not me. It was Tsuruko who forced you, not me. How can you pin the blame on me?"

He felt utterly innocent.

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Shuya sensed that Motoko's emotions were clearly off, which was why she was talking incoherently.