Understanding Little Girl Mania - Chapter 3

The relentless aftermath of the tragedy continued to spread without end—―――

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A girl dressed in a yukata is staring at me.

Her figure was hazy, to the point that it was uncertain whether she was real.

Yet, it was clear that she was staring at me.

With terribly sad eyes.

With beautiful black hair.

A girl about the same age as me.

Blink.

A strange dream.

I yawned and stretched in bed. Has it really been a month since I got here? I wonder if my mom is worried.

Probably not. I laughed bitterly to myself.

I hear a knock on the door. That guy must have brought breakfast. Lately, he says it’s because my chest is growing, but I’m served tofu and cabbage miso soup almost every meal. I’m getting tired of it and wish he’d make some pork soup instead.

“Your hair’s getting long. I’ll cut it for you.”

He said that while watching me eat breakfast.

“You… I’m worried about letting Onii-sama handle the scissors.”

“You’re worried, huh? But I’m pretty skilled, so it’s fine.”

Surprisingly, he was pretty good at cutting hair. He gave me what’s called a “princess cut,” and though I was annoyed, I secretly felt excited.

That night, just when I thought something naughty would happen again—

“Your way of speaking is still terrible, so watch this video and study.”

Saying that, I was shown a video of a high-class lady–style Vtuber. I thought “Give me a break,” but it was surprisingly interesting, and I couldn’t help but get absorbed. Thanks to that, my ladylike speech improved greatly. Ohhohohoho.

And then, on another night.

“I think I’ll have you do it with your mouth today.”

“Yes, Onii-sama.”

Hesitantly taking his p3nis offered before me into my mouth, I firmly rubbed my tongue along his frenulum and ridge.

“Smooch, lick, lick, lick~, smooch.”

His p3nis rapidly became erect and twitched slightly. I sucked on it as if trying to suck out the pre-cum. It was as if his p3nis had turned into a giant straw.

“Squelch, slurp, kiss, smooch.”

Then, I clamped my lips around it and began moving back and forth, making sure to stimulate the ridge of his glans. As I continued, pre-cum overflowed and it seemed like his ejaculation was imminent.

Please, don’t cum in my mouth. I’ve gotten quite used to oral service, but I never got used to the taste of semen. It’s disgusting.

Perhaps my wish was heard as he pulled out his p3nis and ejaculated onto my face. Then, with his glans, he smeared it all over my face. Though unpleasant, I thought it was better than him ejaculating inside my mouth. But,

“Clean it with your mouth.”

Thinking “Give me a break,” I reluctantly took it into my mouth. A bitter and salty taste numbed my tongue, making me grimace.

After finishing all the cleanup, he left the basement. Then with a bang and click! I heard the door slam shut and the sound of a lock clicking.

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“Let’s make your mannerisms cuter.”

He started saying weird things again.

“When you walk, it’s like this; when you pick something up, it’s like this.”

To my horror, he actually demonstrates it right in front of me. Totally disgusting.

Such days went on for several more days—

Then, one afternoon—

“Allow me to serve your p3nis using my pvssy, dear Onii-sama.”

I was asked to do it in the cowgirl position, and I agreed. At first, it was tough and I couldn’t last even a minute, but after learning a lot, I’ve now become somewhat capable.

Placing my hand on his p3nis, I inserted it and slowly lowered my hips.

“Fuaaahhh!”

The pain is considerably less than before, but the sensation of pressure remains intense. The size difference is just too much. However, it’s still better since I can move at my own pace.

I raise my legs and move my hips up and down, slamming my butt down.

Slap! Slap! Slap! The sound of flesh colliding echoed. Then he touched my chest, focusing his caress on my n1pples.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Aaah!!”

Feeling a bit tired in my legs, I collapsed onto his body and moved my hips while staying pressed close.

“Hah! Hah! Ahn!!”

“Shall we switch?”

Saying that, he laid me on my back, spread my legs wide apart, and penetrated me. Then he started thrusting vigorously.

“I-it hurts! It’s painful, Onii-sama! Please go a little slower, be gentle.”

Overwhelmed by the pain, I begged him.

“Sorry.”

To my surprise, he apologized and slowed down his movements.

What was even more surprising was that he tenderly patted my head, as if showing concern. I wondered what kind of change in his feelings this was. After thinking for a bit, I came to one possible conclusion.

Ah-ha~ So that’s what’s going on♡ You’ve finally fallen head over heels for my charm♡ With a beautiful girl like me, speaking so elegantly, with cute hair and adorable mannerisms, any man would fall in love♡ Looks like the day is near when this old man becomes my slave☆

“Alright, I’m going shopping now, so behave yourself.”

After finishing, he said that to me.

“Yes, please have a nice trip, Onii-sama.”

He left the room. The basement door slammed shut with a bang.

Eh?

Something felt off.

That guy didn’t lock the door just now.

He forgot!

My heart raced like a drum at the unexpected chance to escape.

Calm down. He might not leave immediately. Wait a bit first. I took a deep breath and steadied myself. After about five minutes, I climbed the stairs and reached for the basement door. Sure enough, it wasn’t locked. I slowly opened it.

There was a chance he was still in the house. I moved cautiously and quietly entered the nearest room.

“Is this… his room?”

On a simple desk lay a laptop. An enormous bookshelf was packed tightly with old, worn books. And on the floor, a strange magic circle was drawn.

“What is this…?”

Knowing him, he was probably trying to summon some perverted demon or something.

I glanced at the wall and saw many photos of girls pasted there. Gross… Feeling disgusted, I left the room.

There was no sound, so he was probably not home anymore. I headed toward what seemed to be the entrance. Along the way, I found a door slightly ajar. Maybe he was inside. I carefully peeked in.

Pink curtains, a cat plush on the bed, cute trinket boxes, photo frames, and a notebook on the desk, and a red bag on the chair.

A girl’s room? Curious, I quietly stepped inside.

Could it be that he kidnapped other girls besides me…? No, if that were true, it would have become a bigger incident.

I looked at the photo frame on the desk. It showed a boy in a school uniform and a girl in a yukata. The girl was about my age and had the same hairstyle as me.

A terrible premonition washed over me.

But curiosity got the better of me, and I picked up the notebook on the desk, flipping through the pages.

[Tomorrow is the summer festival. I’m looking forward to wearing my yukata.]

Is this a diary? Nothing was written on the pages after this. I flipped back through the earlier pages.

[Onii-sama, Onii-sama, Satsuki loves you very much.
Onii-sama, Onii-sama, Satsuki loves you deeply.
Onii-sama, Onii-sama, please marry me.]

I,

I can’t shake the feeling that,

It feels like I’m coming into contact with something deeply terrifying.

I closed the notebook and put it on the desk. The side that had been face down was now face up. There was a name written there.

Kasuga Satsuki

Huff— huff— huff— my breathing became short and shallow. I thought, I have to get away quickly. Then, the photo from before flashed before my eyes again.

Ah— this boy is him. I didn’t realize before because the left half of his face is b-u-r-n-t a-n-d s-c-a-r-r-e-d. But on the right side, I can still see a resemblance.

Just as I realized it, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I was so scared I couldn’t even make a sound. Turning around stiffly, as if making a grinding noise, I saw him standing there.

“You’ve come back to me, Sa-tsu-ki.”

“Eh?”

“You came back, didn’t you? That’s why you’re here in this room.”

I didn’t understand what he was saying. I felt something terrible would happen if I answered wrong.

“Y-yes, I came back, Onii-sama.”

I answered awkwardly. Then he pulled me into a tight embrace.

“I’m glad. What was written in that book was true. I missed you, Satsuki.”

Saying that, he gently stroked my head.

“I-I wanted to see you too, Onii-sama.”

I answered, trembling uncontrollably.

“Don’t worry, Satsuki. Those bastards who raped and killed you have been buried in the mountains.”

I was speechless at the shocking confession.

“This scar was caused back then. You must’ve been surprised, right? But I worked hard to avenge you, Satsuki.”

With a melancholic voice, he touched the left side of his face and said that. Unsure what to say, I tried patting his head.

Then, he dropped to his knees, buried his face in my chest, and started crying as if all his struggles had finally been rewarded.

“Satsuki… I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you…”

With a voice trembling with tears, he kept repeating that as if he were a broken machine.

I was simply terrified and just kept stroking his head.

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