Chapter 9: Maybe I Wouldn't Mind Being Killed by Kikka-chan

Author Note:

Yuri's excitement is so high that the writing is even weirder than usual. It's also a little naughty. Just a little. Really just a little.

Maybe I Wouldn't Mind Being Killed by Kikka-chan

"Kikka-chan, are you done yet?"　

"W-wait, Yuri! Are we really going to do this?! Are you serious?"　

"It's true and I'm serious, are you still there?"　

In the pitch blackness, I nervously looked up slightly.　

Perhaps because all information from my eyes has been blocked, my other senses become so sensitive. I can hear things clearly, and it's as if Kikka-chan, standing in front of me, is whispering her cute yet strong-willed voice in my ear.

With just this simple step, you can enjoy the natural ASMR of a beautiful childhood friend, so this is definitely what you call a life hack ♪

And it's not just my ears that are sensitive. The feeling of the air brushing against my skin is ticklish, and it seems like my sense of touch is working more than usual.　

The human body is so convenient. I have a body that is already suited to sex, but when I close my eyes it becomes even more suited to sex. This is what's known as the second form of a human being, and it's as if I'm metamorphosing like an insect right now. It's so lewd.　

I guess I got too excited. I'm sorry.　

But that can't be helped.　

Because, as I said before, I can't see anything right now, and Kikka-chan right in front of me. And what's more, even more so!　

From now on, Kikka-chan is going to slap me! She's going to slap me!!　

This is basically my wedding night with Kikka-chan!?

I'm so excited! I can finally send my childhood friend, who I've had my eye on since elementary school, to the next stage!　

My pure, genuine feelings have been fulfilled after a little less than ten years. Don't you think it's beautiful? I'm sure you would, if you're a person with normal sensibilities. The Bible says that pure love is a good thing, after all. I've never read it, though.

In addition, if it's my first night, it's Kikka's first night as well.　

Even though it was just a slap from Kikka-chan, I took away her 'violent' virginity -- no, since Kikka-chan was slapping me, she took away my 'experience violence' virginity.

I, Tachibana Yuri, am so glad to be alive. In fact, I don't mind dying now.　

No, I don't want to. For now, I want to see my Oshi Karen-chan fall into ruin. I'm not interested in her after she falls into ruin, so I could just throw her away, but I want to burn the moment she falls into ruin into my memory.　

The only way I can die without any regrets is if Kikka-chan kills me. Oh, of course no tools. It's no fun to just die so quickly.　

Kikka-chan, you know! When you kill me, you know! It can't be a planned murder using tools like that, it has to be an unplanned incident triggered by a slight irritation!

If you hit me like usual, you'll hit me in the wrong place, and you'll lose control and have to strangle me with both hands! And then after I'm dead, you'll realize the seriousness of the situation and turn pale in the face!!　

Everything else is just an incident!

All of these incidents are the fault of the sadistic tendencies I have imposed upon you!　

Oops, my thoughts got out of control. I'm reflecting on this further.　

Moreover, I had properly prepared the situation this time. It wasn't like I was going to impulsively have Kikka slap me.　

This time, the plot is neatly set up with crime and punishment, with Kikka being the good guy and me being the bad guy who gets slapped. This will eventually lead to her becoming a scum combo of people who get angry at actions they don't think are right and immediately resort to violence.　

Let's have her grow from slapping to punching, and from punching to kicking. Kikka is the ace of the basketball team, so she'll make a great impact.　

"Yuri, even if you complain later, I won't listen! I-I'm not at fault!"　

"Yes, yes, that's right ♡ Kikka-chan is not at fault, it's all my fault ♡ It's necessary for us to go back to being the good childhood friends we used to be ♡"　

The fact that she doesn't say "Stop messing around, I'm going now" here shows the results of my training.

Up until now, Kikka hadn't seen any value in punishing others with her own hands. Even if there was a crime and punishment scenario, I don't think she would have fallen for it.　

But now Kikka has developed a sadistic attitude towards me. She has unconsciously learned that it would feel amazing if she were to mess with me with her hands. With her bare hands, of course.　

She's never been able to beat me academically before, but now she can "beat"(?) me physically.　

If she uses her trained strength against me, she'll be "look like it hurts."

So if I look like I'm hurt, that must mean Kikka has "beaten" me.　

No matter how hard you try, the differences between you and your opponents that you cannot overcome can be expressed through passion and violence.

...Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration.

Kikka doesn't have a clear outline yet. I plan to use today's events to help her develop it little by little, and make it more definite.

Well, even if I do say so myself, I must say, I did it pretty well.

Kikka-chan is usually sweet to me, but she got so angry that she said, "What have you done?!" She's regained her composure now though, given the strangeness of the situation.　

If things had continued as they were, she probably wouldn't have spoken to me for a while, so I'd like you to praise my ability for bringing us to this point.

Ah, why is Kikka angry? It's not that big of a deal. What do I think like this? It's a pretty difficult question, or rather, it's a stupid question that I can't answer unless I know the answer ♪　

...Hehe, it's because I broke Kikka-chan's personal belongings.　

What does that mean? Well, maybe it's a pen that she received about ten years ago from a girl she was very close with, almost like a childhood friend, and that she treasured.　

The sender? I think the name was Tachibana Yuri. It's a name I've heard somewhere before, so it feels somehow familiar.　

Eh, isn't it strange that I would make such a mistake? I wonder what it could be. I'm an idiot, so I don't know. I'm such an idiot that I accidentally broke my childhood friend's precious pen.　

So the big idiot will quietly get slapped.

It's important to draw a line, because we are traditional Japanese people. The spirit of a Yamato Nadeshiko.　

"....."

She must has strained herself, as I could hear the breath coming from above. And as I'm human, I breathe too, so I inhaled. Inside my body, Kikka and I blended together and became one.

Just from that, I felt like I understood everything Kikka-chan was thinking.　

Thinking that we wouldn't get anywhere if it continued like this, I slowly stretched out my left hand in the dark and began to feel my way around.　

...There it is♪

"Kikka-chan, come on. Touch it..."　

"W-wait a second Yuri?!"　

I found Kikka's right hand with my left hand and slowly placed it against my cheek. It was a little damp, probably because she had been holding her hand nervously just a moment ago. But her body temperature was still low and it felt cool. It felt nice, I thought.　

"What do you think, Kikka-chan?"

"Wh-what do you mean? What's--"

"Is it soft or hard? Is it hot or cold?"　

My sensitive ears heard the sound of something being swallowed. I felt Kikka's right hand on my left cheek. Her fingertips were trembling, probably because she was surprised by the sudden event, which was adorable.　

"Um, well, I think it's soft... also... I think it's warm."　

"I see. Then what else?"　

"Oh, even if you said 'what else'..."

Ah, I can really feel everything about her just from her right hand touching my cheek. Her tension, her doubts about the situation, and even a little bit of excitement.　

It's rare to see Kikka so flustered, so it gets me excited too.

I haven't seen her though.　

"Umm, well, yes... you know. It's smooth, or should I say slippery..."　

"Really? That's good, I'm still trying my best with my skin care."　

"Also, um... it's not the texture, but... it's white and beautiful... it's like snow..."　

"I see, I'm so happy. I'm embarrassed that it looks like snow♪"

"Ah……"　

Then for a while she falls silent.　

Her brain must have reached capacity. That's why she can't decide what to do and can't move. But her hand still goes back and forth, touching my cheek as if stroking it. I wonder if stroking my cheek feels good, even if she's unconscious? So cute, Kikka-chan ♡　

Well then, now is the time ♪　

Shall we start folding now?　

"So Kikka-chan, it's about time you do it, okay?"　

"Yeah..."　

"This is what I need to do to be able to be with my precious Kikka-chan from tomorrow onwards, even though I did something bad. Because I did something bad, the righteous Kikka-chan has to punish me. Right?"　

"...Right, right. We need this..."　

"Kikka-chan will carve the proof of the crime I committed. She will leave a red handprint on the cheek that Kikka-chan called snow, to make me regret what I did wrong. Clear and distinct, like the first footprints in fresh snow..."

"It's you fault, haah. It's Yuri's fault after all... I, her childhood friend, have to make her reflect on her actions."

"Punishment for crime. Kikka-chan deserves it because something important to her was destroyed, right? So there's no need to hesitate, right? As punishment, hit me with all your might. Raise your right hand that's touching my cheek and slap it off with all your might."　

"I... I...?"

Ah, Kikka-chan, you've reached your limit ♡　

The sadistic feelings that have been building up for so long are about to come out, aren't they?

They were suddenly implanted in you, but you didn't know how to release them, and the filthy emotions that you've been building up for so long are about to explode, and you can't bear it anymore.

It's okay, Kikka-chan ♡ All of Kikka-chan's impulses, all of those desires that have been building up...　

.....

(Ah...)

The long-awaited moment came suddenly.　

Because I had my eyes closed. There was no way I could have predicted when she was going to do it. The first thing I noticed was that Kikka had removed her right hand from my cheek.

The next moment, my cheeks were...　

First the shock, then the heat.　

Pain was the last of them.　

Flesh is crushed, fat is crushed, and skin collides with skin, creating a high-pitched bang.　

Hot, hot, hot, painful, painful, hurts... feels good, feels good, feels so good.　

Crap, crap, it feels good, it feels so good, it feels so good--!

The shock and heat passed, and the pain was quickly transformed into pleasure that began to invade my brain. My whole body was filled with the long-awaited pleasure and could not stop.

It felt like all of her pent-up desires flowed into me in that brief moment of contact between my cheek and her right hand.

(Oh no... I'm cumming――)　

Author Note:

I'm trying my best to avoid making it R18, so I think this story and the stories to come will be safe. The main character just got turned on by being slapped by her childhood friend, and at the end she just said the word "yabai" in Japanese, so there's no other intention behind it, so if someone says it's an SM couple's play, I can't say anything back, but that aside, the Yuri perspective is still heavy.