A Story About Silencing a Big-Breast, Silent Woman and Her Big-Butted, Small-Breast Mother—both killers—With a Dick. - Chapter 9

“I wonder if we should have left him behind…”

Yoshida thought, picturing him alone in the car.
It wasn’t that she harbored any romantic feelings for him. She was simply genuinely worried.
To her, he was the easiest person to talk to in the seminar. His large, muscular build had initially intimidated her, but once they started interacting, she found him remarkably approachable.
Even Yoshida, who rarely spoke ill of others, thought the seminar group was quite eccentric. The only people she could talk to without tension or reservation were him and Akiyoshi.

“Huh? Just leave that guy alone. Let’s have fun ourselves. Besides, he’s just the driver anyway.”

“He’s so unnecessarily big, he’s intimidating and scary just by being there.”

“Don’t worry. If that show-off tries anything weird, I’ll knock him flat.”

“Baba-kun, you’re amazing!”

“…………”

The couple walking ahead of them were laughing and enjoying themselves.
They often seemed to retreat into their own little world.
They also had a tendency to put others down to make themselves feel superior, which frequently led to clashes with him.
Since she had been on the receiving end of their condescension quite a bit herself, she might have exploded if he hadn’t been so angry.
As Yoshida pondered this, Akiyoshi approached her.

“Well, their way of putting things is problematic, but forcing someone to stay when they said they wanted to leave isn’t right either. They’re just not compatible. Maybe it’s better to keep them apart.”

“But being alone… Maybe I should stay back there. That way, we’d be evenly split.”

Indeed, it was easy to imagine a clash if that couple and he were left together.
Yoshida couldn’t shake the guilt of leaving him alone in the car.
Maybe I should go back and join him, she thought. That would make it two against three—a perfect balance.
She was confident that being alone with him wouldn’t be awkward.
Yoshida was about to turn around when…

“N-no! Maybe you shouldn’t do that?”

“Why not?”

“Uh, well… you know, it’s a cramped car.”

“…I don’t think he’s thinking anything like that. I’ve never sensed that kind of look or vibe from him.”

Akiyoshi stopped her, and she eyed him skeptically.
He was worried about a man and a woman being alone together in a confined space.
Yoshida was, after all, a woman.
If she were told to spend time alone in the car with Baba, she would definitely refuse with an awkward laugh.
But she was confident that it would be fine with him.
Yoshida had never felt that kind of atmosphere with Baba, nor had she ever caught him staring at her chest or hips.
On the contrary, she often sensed those gazes from Baba and Akiyoshi.
While Akiyoshi’s behavior was understandable, she couldn’t help but wonder about Baba, especially with her around.

“Ah, he was arguing with Baba earlier and probably needed some time to cool off. It’s best to leave him alone in situations like this.”

“I see. If Akiyoshi-kun says so…”

Yoshida rarely got into open arguments with anyone.
She didn’t understand boys’ fights either.
If Akiyoshi, another boy, said it was best to leave Baba alone, then it must be true.
Yoshida convinced herself of this.
As they continued walking, Baba and Kusaka, who had been ahead, suddenly stopped.
They stood motionless, staring blankly ahead without a word.
Yoshida frowned, puzzled.

“Why did you stop?”

“…Hey. The haunted house we’re heading to… wasn’t it supposed to be a ruin?”

“Y-yes.”

“…Then what’s that?”

The “that” Baba was referring to was the grand mansion standing before them.
It was the haunted house they were heading to for their dare.
A place where a cannibal family had once lived, and now supposedly stood abandoned.
…Yet, light streamed brightly from the mansion’s windows.
This clearly indicated that someone was inside.
They were stunned, having believed the place was deserted.

“C-could there really be a man-eating killer here…?!”

“…Maybe it’s the caretaker? I heard no one lives here, but there must be someone managing the place.”

“Y-yeah, that makes sense.”

Akiyoshi calmly countered Kusaka’s words.
Baba had agreed, partly to calm himself down.

“…Then all the more reason we shouldn’t stay here. Just barging in and asking to spend the night like that…”

That might work in a fairy tale, but in today’s world, where social connections are so tenuous, a group of college students suddenly showing up in the middle of the night would be a huge imposition and likely make the residents deeply suspicious.
Yoshida’s logic was sound, but Baba shook his head with a grin.

“Come on, look at this mansion! Since we’re here, let’s at least ask.”

“Exactly! If they say no, we can just turn around,”

Baba and Kusaka were clearly excited by the lavish mansion, something they rarely saw in the city. It was like getting to stay in a luxury hotel for free.
That alone was outrageous enough, but Yoshida felt a dark, uneasy feeling tightening in her chest.

“But… I have a bad feeling about this…”

“Yoshida…?”

Akiyoshi was the only one who noticed Yoshida’s uneasy demeanor, but Baba was already banging loudly on the door.

“Um, excuse me! Is anyone there?”

“Yes, yes!”

A gentle, approachable female voice responded.
The others felt a slight sense of relief.
But for some reason, a cold shiver ran down Yoshida’s spine.
It wasn’t that she recognized the voice.
It was more like an animal instinct, a primal alarm bell ringing in her mind, urging her to flee.
But just as she was about to act on it, the door clicked open.

“Oh?”

The woman who peeked out was strikingly beautiful.
Strikingly beautiful… and wearing a smile that sent a chill down Yoshida’s spine.

“Oh my? What’s with all those people here? What’s going on?”

♡

“――――――”

The woman gazed down at the man, who was sound asleep.
The car reeked of overwhelming sexual odors.
Their bodies were sticky with each other’s fluids.
The woman, in particular, reeked intensely, having been thoroughly drenched in semen.
Combined with her natural body odor, she emitted pheromones potent enough to arouse even a withered old man.
Her br3asts, which had been relentlessly teased, were crusty with saliva and semen.
The soft, firm flesh bore crimson hickeys.
The n1pples retained the marks of gentle bites.
Her thick pubic hair was matted with fluids, and her intimate parts, repeatedly penetrated, remained gaping.
Semen continued to trickle out in copious amounts.
The number of her orgasms far surpassed his.
Yet, she recovered much faster.
Now, the man lay defenseless in his sleep.
If she wanted to, she could easily strangle him.
She wouldn’t feel a thing about killing someone outside her family.
In fact, her mother would be overjoyed.
If she brought the corpse to her, her mother would surely stroke her head and praise her.
One reason she walked alone deep in the mountains was to gather wood, but another was to search for foolish people.
So, she should be able to kill this man without hesitation…

“…………”

This man had tried to save her.
Surrounded by stray dogs, she hadn’t moved, seeing them as no threat. He had desperately pulled her into his car, dragging her away.
With goodwill.
The woman, who had never been shown such kindness before, instinctively froze.
As a result, she overlooked his touch and allowed more.
Well, she was also writhing in the throes of her first pleasure.
He was a strange man.
Until now, the woman had simply followed her mother’s instructions, never acting on her own volition.
But with this man, she felt an indescribable emotion for the first time.
She fumbled with the door, trying to figure out how to open it.
She could have forced it open, but knowing it belonged to him, her body instinctively avoided damaging it.
She put on her work clothes, still covered in bodily fluids.
The man’s scent seemed to envelop her, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Grrr…”

“…………”

A stray dog growled as it approached. Most of the pack had already scattered, but this tenacious one remained.
Facing a dangerous animal capable of killing a person, the woman stood motionless, silently watching.

“Graah!”

The stray dog lunged at her, teeth bared. Its sharp fangs would tear through her soft skin, likely transmitting deadly diseases. Death itself was closing in, and the woman…

“Gyan?!”

With a machete she had produced from somewhere, she cleaved the stray dog in two. Bl00d splattered violently. The corpse twitched.
The woman watched through her long black hair… then crushed it beneath her foot with a squelching sound.