Using a Mysterious Spellbook Ended Up Creating a Slave Harem - Chapter 75

Suspicion and Collapse

In the end, we had zero new members. According to the club president, several male students from various grades came to inquire, but as soon as they were told that Otowa-chan would be leaving as soon as someone new joined, they quickly lost interest and left.

Then came Saturday, April 15th—my birthday. Last year, Iroha was my only slave, so it had been just like any other ordinary birthday. This year, however, was different.

I spent that day in the sex room, celebrating with just Otowa-chan and me. After that, we went to the play room where she did all sorts of things for me, making it a deeply satisfying day.

Additionally, I received expensive gifts from the idol group of slaves, and enjoyed sweet, bone-melting service from the older group.

Experiencing a birthday so radically different from anything before, it was a day that deepened my sense of gratitude toward the mysterious magic book.

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From turning seventeen until Golden Week, similar days continued. Whenever there was an opportunity, I prioritized having sex with Otowa-chan; when there wasn't, I engaged in repeated encounters with Iroha and the other two, either individually or together.

The idol group remained busy as usual, and we had no chance to meet at all. Still, it looked like they might get time off after Golden Week, so I held out hope and waited patiently.

Yuzuha had also wanted to drop by, but since she had just visited during spring break, she couldn't make it this time. The next time we could see each other would likely be summer vacation.

Then came May 3rd, Constitution Memorial Day. That day, I welcomed Chichika to the sex room and enjoyed myself to my heart's content.

That evening, I received a message from Otowa-chan, arranging an unscheduled date for the following day.

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The next day, May 4th, was Greenery Day. I headed toward a certain coffee shop to meet Otowa-chan.

It was the same place where we went on our very first date. She had called me out to a café we hadn't visited ever since.

Upon entering, I was greeted by a waitress and told her I was meeting someone. It seemed I was the only expected arrival, as I was smoothly guided to the table where Otowa-chan was sitting.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"……Yeah."

She replied to my words in a tone different from usual. Sensing something off at her demeanor, I sat down across from her with growing doubt and ordered coffee from the waitress.

"So, what are we doing today?"

"…………"

I spoke to Otowa-chan after waiting for the waitress to take the order and leave. However, she remained silent, looking downward.

"Hmm? ……"

A bad premonition washed over me at her unprecedented behavior, leaving me speechless as well. After a moment, the waitress brought over the coffee, served us, and departed before Otowa-chan finally opened her mouth.

"……Atsushi-kun. U-Um……?"

"Otowa-chan?"

"I…… I saw it……"

At those words, I realized she must have seen me together with Iroha, Chichika, or Nanako. Just in case, it wasn't as if I hadn't thought about how to handle this kind of situation beforehand.

"……What did you see?"

"You and that college student…… yesterday, going into that room together……"

"Oh, is that all?"

"I-Is that all?!"

Otowa-chan suddenly raised her voice. Realizing that the surrounding tables had briefly fallen silent at her outburst, an awkward expression crossed her face.

"No…… I just thought you were going to tell me you fell for someone else."

"T-That’s impossible…… The one I love is……"

She might have been caught in a mix of love and suspicion toward me, spiraling into confusion. Spinning my brain into high gear, I began crafting a story to satisfy her.

"Yesterday, Iroha-san asked me to help with something, and since it was physically difficult for just the two of us, we asked Fukuhara-san to help out too."

"……Was your former tutor there with you at the time, too?"

Her question caught me off guard for a second. Unsure of the intent behind her question or what the "correct" answer was, I chose a safe response for now.

"……Yeah, she was there."

"……!! TH-THAT'S A LIE!! I saw her in front of the station right after that!!!"

Otowa-chan spoke even louder than before, causing the other tables to quiet down once again. Although the foliage plants blocked us from direct view, the atmosphere had noticeably turned uncomfortable.

Continuing the conversation here was going to be difficult. Having foolishly chosen the wrong answer, I panicked and tried to soothe her so we could leave.

"O-Otowa-chan! Keep your voice down!"

"B-But!!"

"For now, let's get out of here and talk just the two of us, okay?"

"…………Y-Yeah……"

After hesitating for a moment at my suggestion, Otowa-chan nodded, and we exited the shop. The whispering voices around us as I paid for the untouched coffee grated on my ears.

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After leaving the café, I led her toward the station while calling Iroha on the phone. I put on a show of borrowing that room so we would have a place to talk things over.

For now, I told Iroha not to come to the sex room today and asked her to notify Chichika as well before hanging up. I then approached Otowa-chan, who was standing a short distance away, and spoke to her.

"Otowa-chan. I found a place, so follow me."

"…………"

Despite her gloomy expression, Otowa-chan silently complied without refusing. As we boarded the train and rocked along with its rhythm, I pondered what lay ahead.

With the lie acting as the final blow, continuing our relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend seemed out of the question. That said, I had no intention of letting her go, so in the worst-case scenario, I considered forcing her down into a slave today.

Reaching the station closest to our high school, we headed toward the sex room. Since walking together might get us spotted by people from school, we split up on the way.

"The place is…… well, that usual room, so follow behind me later."

"…………Yes……"

Feeling slightly uneasy at Otowa-chan's quiet response, I left the station first. If she didn't follow me, things were going to get troublesome from here on.

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Arriving at the apartment building first, I waited outside the room for a while. After about ten minutes had passed, just as I was preparing myself for the possibility that she wouldn't show up, Otowa-chan finally appeared.

Relieved that she had come, I opened the door. I stepped inside first, and she followed behind me.

Moving into the living room, I sat down on the sofa. Otowa-chan, who usually sat right up against me, took a seat one space away today.

"Sorry for lying earlier. I thought you'd be even more suspicious if I told you the truth."

"……Is that so? There's really nothing going on between you and that college student?"

"That's right."

"Then what about your former tutor? You managed to borrow this room so easily again today……"

She kept her head down, shaking it slightly. It felt as though she wanted to believe me, but simply couldn't.

"It just happened to be right before she was heading out. The key was hidden nicely on the window facing the hallway."

In truth, I normally possessed the key myself, but I fabricated the detail to match the story of borrowing the room. Stacking lie upon lie, I tried to dispel Otowa-chan's suspicion.

"All I can say is, the only one I love is you, Otowa-chan."

"……I…… I thought so, too……"

"You can't believe me?"

She raised her head once, looking at me with eyes glistening with tears, but quickly cast her gaze downward again. Then, in a trembling voice, she spoke.

"……I'm sorry. I just…… can't bring myself to fully trust you……"

"Otowa-chan……"

"Being lied to…… I just can't get over it……"

The planted affection was supposed to be absolute, but even so, what was impossible remained impossible. Giving up on reasoning, I resolved to force my way through.

To be honest, not being able to read her reaction scared me. Still, believing in the relationship we had built over the past six months, I made my move.

"……Alright. In that case, I'll show you my resolve, Otowa-chan."

"A-Atsushi-kun……?"

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