I Was Helping My Friend When His Wife Cheated On Him, But He Claimed He Would Forgive Her Once, But The Bad Luck Keeps Coming - Episode 14

I thought to myself, “I was a cunning person too.”

I don’t want to ruin my own happiness, but I want to ruin that woman’s happiness.
But I don’t want to kill anyone. However, I want to bring despair to that woman.

I hate violence.
So, I won’t physically hurt anyone.
Then, to mentally corner her and destroy her happiness―――

I decided to contact my high school friends and ask about that woman, Yoshimi Sakurai. My female friends from high school understood that she was the main culprit who bullied me, so they kept an eye on Sakurai’s group to avoid any contact as much as possible.

Considering shifting the target, our group also coordinated well and countered effectively. Until the end, they continued to harass only me, which makes it difficult to judge whether it was good or bad.

It seems that Sakurai graduated from high school, went to junior college, got a job, and now it looks like they are getting married.

The person was one of the members of Sakurai’s group who had bullied me. Ah… I remember this guy well.

In places with few people around, he would laugh in a crude, loud manner. I still remember the fear of being kicked down the 2-3 low steps in the corridor from behind. My glasses cracked… they were my favorite glasses that my mother had bought for me.

So now he’s a polite and good young man at the company he got into through his parents’ connections?
It’s questionable whether these two had developed any affection for each other, but if they decided to get married, they probably found each other agreeable. We should celebrate them.

According to my friend, this is roughly what I wanted, but I needed something a bit more accurate, so I requested a background check and personal investigation from a detective agency. It wasn’t cheap, but it wasn’t overly expensive either, and they provided me with what I needed.

Thank you for not changing.

Thank you for staying the same worthless person as before.

The man apparently had quite a reputation for womanizing since his student days, constantly switching partners. I wonder what that woman saw in him. The only good thing about him is that his parents’ company is large, to put it simply, he’s wealthy. Birds of a feather flock together, I guess, as Sakurai is also fairly well-off. Was there some kind of attraction between them… honestly, I don’t care.

For Sakurai, the investigation results and photos are enough.

The target is the man. It’s not an elaborate plan, but we know what we need to do.

If possible, I want something more certain.

…I guess I’ll have to manage on my own.

With minimal help, the one who takes the physical risks is myself alone.

I begged Akari for the power I desperately needed.

“Are you serious!? Ayaka. What do you think you’re doing with that?”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to involve Akari.”

Shaking her head vigorously, Akari confronts me.

“No, that’s not it! You’re going to marry Koichi, right? Not for some kind of revenge…”

“It doesn’t mean anything, right? It’s truly meaningless. But I can’t forgive it… The words that woman said, the things that were done to me, they won’t leave my mind no matter how hard I try to forget.”

Since I met that woman, I haven’t been able to shake it off.

Day by day, this feeling intensifies.

I never thought it was possible to tremble with anger.

“If you let your body be touched, saying your heart hasn’t is no excuse! It’s cheating, you know…”

“It’s not cheating!”

I lost my temper at the word “cheating”! I yelled and glared at Akari.

It’s not cheating! There is no one in this world I love more than Koichi!

Akari, in contrast to me, meets my gaze with calm eyes.

“Consult with Koichi as well.”

“I can’t say it… because it’s personal. I don’t want to involve Koichi. Sorry for relying on Akari.”

“If I say I’m not going to help, will you stop?”

Shake my head quietly.

“Even if I say I’m going to talk to Koichi”

“…yeah”

Akari closed her eyes, took a long, very long sigh, and then asked insistently, “It’s not like we’re committing a crime, right?” I think it probably won’t be a crime… but it’s suspicious.

Even if it’s a crime, the worst that can happen is that I’ll be the only one caught. I’ll handle it that way.

“Understood… I’ll lend you my strength. But if we’re going to do it, we have to do it perfectly. I’ll help with everything I can, so keep it a secret from anyone else. Even Sumire.”

“Sorry, Akari.”

“If we had met Ayaka in high school, we would have crushed those guys to bits.”

“What the heck… geez.”

Both of us ended up laughing while tearing up.

Akari’s skills as a makeup artist were nothing short of amazing.

Even if I do natural makeup myself, it’s for the sake of appearance and manners.

I used to have the prejudice that things like makeup, which bring out a certain kind of beauty, were something only celebrities did.

What men prefer is a one-night stand.

Avoid anything too flashy and look for something that seems elegant… right?

Even though I asked Akari for help, I was surprised when I looked in the mirror and thought I had undergone plastic surgery.

I put on a sticky (adhesive) wig… I became such a different person that I couldn’t even recognize myself. With this, I can do it.

The man who is getting married is fishing for women on a dating app. Is he going crazy or just letting loose because it’s his last chance as a single man? It doesn’t bother me because it’s convenient for me.

Looking for an adult partner for a one-night stand, someone for a purely physical relationship, or a no-strings-attached arrangement. The meeting place should be neither too far nor too close.

…Alright. They bit on the selfie where I was hiding my face with my hand.

Carrying a designer bag and wearing a black dress that I would never normally wear.

I wore some lingerie that slightly emphasizes my chest… but how many centimeters above the knee is this? If I sit and cross my legs, the lingerie is completely visible from the front.

I suppressed my embarrassing feelings with all my might and stood in front of the target.

I had Akari take pictures of me and the man from a distance until we entered the hotel, and then I had her leave.

She was really worried, but I wanted to keep Akari away from this trivial matter, even just a little. …Even though she was helping me.

At the meeting place as planned, I was able to meet the man.

When he kicked me from behind, the smirk on his face disappeared, and he looked like a gentleman.

Since I often move around for work, I am confident in my figure.

In the dress that clearly shows off my figure, the man’s gaze moved from top to bottom, then back to my chest.

After making a familiar smirk, he seemed satisfied and finally shifted his gaze to my face.

When I was in high school, I wore glasses, but now I don’t. They probably don’t even remember my face. Still, I feel a bit nervous.

The man let out a whistle in surprise, thinking he was lucky tonight, and a lewd grin spread across his face, as if he could tell that I was being looked down upon.

After a brief conversation, I said, “I don’t need a meal. I want it right away,” almost pleadingly. His lewd expression deepened. Then, with a light hand on my shoulder, he led me straight to a love hotel in the entertainment district.

Are they just experienced, or are they used to staying at this hotel?

I pressed the number of my favorite-looking room, paid in advance at the front desk’s automatic payment machine, and smoothly arrived at my room.

I thought you were going to be all over me, but then you ask about the shower? And.

When I suggested they go ahead, they entered the bathroom humming a tune.

I was desperately suppressing the disgust at the thought of possibly having to deal with this guy, but should I call this luck? Shall I prepare something to drink? When I called out, I got a reply saying that they couldn’t enjoy it with alcohol, so they wanted mineral water.

I had already dissolved the sleeping pills and put them in a disposable syringe. I took it out from the bag.

After pouring out almost half of the water from the opened bottle, I added the drug and shook the contents.

Considering the difference in body size between men and women, I experimented myself to see how long it would take for them to fall asleep after drinking it.

Even here, I ended up asking Akari for help. (Takeshi-kun, I’m sorry)

It’s hard to see, so I’ll install a small hidden camera in a place where the entire bed is visible.

Take off the dress and put on just the underwear, put sugar-free chocolate in your mouth, let it melt, and roll it around on your tongue.

With a clatter, the man wrapped in a towel around his lower body emerged from the bathroom, whistling again at the sight of me in my underwear. I slowly approached him, forcefully kissed him, pried his mouth open with my tongue, and smeared chocolate on his tongue.

To the man who looked at me with surprise and pulled his face away, I smiled and said, “It’s just chocolate. It has an aphrodisiac effect, so it should be stimulating,” and handed him the mineral water with the drug in it.

“Make sure to stay hydrated, and don’t even think about getting dehydrated when you’re about to sweat a lot,” I say sweetly, and he drinks it all down in one go.

While stroking the man’s cheek, she said, “Good boy… just wait a little,” and headed towards the bathroom.

I feel sick… I rinse my mouth over and over.

It’s not over yet, don’t let your guard down.

I want to buy time until the medicine takes effect, but… it would be troublesome if they come to the bathroom suspiciously.

Don’t let your spirits wane; you were prepared for the worst, weren’t you…?

I hope the man is asleep. Wishing for that, I return to the room wrapped in a bath towel over my naked body, but things don’t go as conveniently as I’d like.

The man, fully prepared on the bed, doesn’t hide the grotesquely twisted and darkly protruding thing, and he breaks into a creepy smile.

What is there to brag about…? “With a p3nis sack, the sensation isn’t quite right. The silicone ball fits perfectly, and it seems like you can’t forget it.” “It might change your outlook on life, but sorry about that.”… How many women have you hunted down and devoured?

This scoundrel.

Because I was used to it from Koichi, I thought it wouldn’t be that scary.

“Come on, if you don’t cheer up, I can’t entertain you.”

When I heard that line, I thought it was a lie. You’re still growing.

…make up my mind.

I was worried that my expression might have been stiff, but the man, probably thinking I was just nervous, looked at me with a smile.

It’s huge. When I hold it in my hand, its size seems even more abnormal, and there are several round protrusions that look like small pearls embedded in it. On top of that, it has a scent that makes me feel like I might vomit, as if some kind of perfume had been sprayed on it, which doesn’t suit me at all.

Suppressing the feeling of disgust and nausea with all my might, I slowly lick it. I carefully stroke the shaft, moving from bottom to top and top to bottom several times, then place my mouth on the tip. While sucking on the tip and licking it with my tongue, I gently knead the balls.

It’s glistening black. My saliva and the man’s filthy fluids are mixed together… it’s disgusting.

Maybe it feels good, so they stroke my hair and encourage me to continue.

Once you let it out even once…

Bite into it earnestly, moving your head up and down.

To finish quickly, just finish it…

The man grabbed my head with both hands and roughly… as if he were handling a fleshlight.

The moment I couldn’t breathe and felt like I was suffocating, it swelled up in my mouth… and was expelled.

Until the very end, the man won’t let go of my head.

Finally satisfied, they let go of my head and start stroking my hair.

I cough and choke, and as I spit out the large amount that was expelled from my mouth, it spills into my palm.

Thinking that this might buy me a little more time, I was slightly teary-eyed when a grotesque mass, radiating an even more intimidating presence than before, was thrust in front of me.

“Thank you. With this, I can give you the best night ever.”

I couldn’t suppress my overwhelming disgust and nausea, and trembling… I ended up leaking. Perhaps even more excited, the man pinned me down and ripped off the bath towel. Ignoring that I wasn’t wet, he openly expressed his excitement, saying, “I love seeing the woman’s face change from pain to pleasure.”

You don’t know how to judge people… You see women like they’re toys.

No! No! What happened to the resolve you had earlier?

I absolutely don’t want to be with any man other than Koichi, especially not with someone like him!

Even though I am terrified, I try with all my might to escape from the man’s grip, but he is too strong and I can’t shake him off. He must find it incredibly enjoyable to struggle desperately.

“You are amazing! You are the best woman I have ever met!”

Saying that, they repeatedly rub the grotesque mass against my private parts, trying to insert it.

I tightly close my eyes. Help me… Koichi, I’m sorry… Koichi!

“Noooooo！！！！！」

The moment I had been dreading never came.

Feeling a weight around my stomach, I slightly opened my eyes to see the man had fallen asleep, collapsing onto me.

Just as I felt a sense of relief, I couldn’t hold back the rising nausea and rushed into the bathroom, continuing to vomit until my stomach was empty.

It was scary… really scary, I can’t stop shaking.
But we can’t ruin the plan after coming this far.

Returning to bed naked, I positioned the man on his back and moved my hips back and forth, up and down, as if I were inserting myself, then changed my position and performed the same movements…

After finishing everything, I took a selfie with my smartphone that made it look like I was doing it with him. My hands were shaking while taking the photo, but I checked it and it should be fine.

I changed my clothes, retrieved the hidden camera, and wanted to leave the room immediately, but I thought it would be problematic if they suspected I was a blackmailer or involved in some crime, so I left a note on the notepad next to the bed.

And then, drawing a heart mark on the man’s cheek with lipstick… There’s nothing that could serve as evidence, right?

After confirming several times, I left the love hotel.

There is no human who is not controlled by their emotions.

And once you are controlled,

Even if I understand it as foolishness
I can’t stop it.

Absolutely