Reborn as the Villain in a Forbidden Game-Chapter 11: Weakness (1)

The next day arrived.

I dressed neatly to head over to Souta's house. Well, "neatly" in my case meant wearing my usual short shorts and tank top. You might ask, how is that neat? It's neat in an NTR-man kind of way—subtle yet deliberate.

After getting dressed, I brushed my teeth while glancing at my reflection in the mirror.

"Hmm. Even I have to admit, I'm pretty handsome. Even if this isn't technically my body."

My looks were good enough to turn heads—even the girl next door would notice. Of course, I didn't actually have a girl next door. Yesterday, while farming items in the game, I noticed there was just a creepy old man living nearby. Not exactly neighbor material.

Anyway, after finishing up, I slipped on my shoes at the entrance and called out to my moms—or rather, my mothers.

"I'll either be back before dinner or give you a call."

"Okay. Be careful~" one of them chimed in.

"And don't cause any trouble for Souta's mom," the other added.

"Yes, yes," I replied dismissively.

With that, I set off toward Souta's house.

Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!

Walking under the scorching sun on the way to Souta's place, I groaned inwardly.

"Ugh... It's so hot..."

This heatwave was brutal. Seriously, why was it so unbearable? Even I, who had lived through Korea's infamous "Hell Joseon" summers, couldn't handle this. I felt like I was half-crawling along the pavement. If I stayed out here much longer, I'd probably melt into a puddle.

Fortunately, Souta's house was less than ten minutes away, so I made it there before any real damage could be done. As I approached, I momentarily forgot about the heat and stopped to take in the sight before me. A two-story mansion stood proudly where a modest home should have been.

"I remember seeing this while farming items in the game—Souta's family is loaded," I muttered to myself.

But why did Souta's mom always do the grocery shopping herself? That thought lingered as I pressed the doorbell.

Ding-dong!

"Hello! I'm Souta's friend, Takuya!" I announced into the intercom.

A moment later, Souta's mother's voice crackled through the speaker.

[You're already here? Please wait a little bit~]

I waited patiently at the gate, fantasizing about diving into the sea like Icarus just to cool off, when Souta's mom—no, Miyuki—hurriedly opened the door and greeted me.

"Oh my goodness! Look at all that sweat. If I'd known it was this hot, I would've come out sooner. I'm so sorry!"

She grabbed my hand and led me inside without giving me a chance to protest. Honestly, I was too exhausted from the heat to resist anyway. The interior of the house was blissfully cool, as if the air conditioning had been running nonstop. Still, it wasn't quite enough to fully revive me, so I collapsed onto the couch in front of the AC vent.

After a few minutes, I finally caught my breath.

While I lounged there, Miyuki returned to her cooking. How long had I been sprawled out on the sofa? I lost track of time until a familiar voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Oh? Takuya, you're already here?"

It was Souta, descending the stairs from his room on the second floor.

At his words, I weakly raised one hand in greeting. "Yo."

Souta burst out laughing and rushed over. "Pfft. What kind of greeting is that?"

"I don't know. It's too hot to care..." I mumbled.

After some playful banter, we decided to tackle our summer homework. But first—

"Ah, Souta, where's the bathroom?" I asked casually.

"Ah, it's down the hall to the left."

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"Got it."

Of course, the bathroom wasn't my real destination. My target was the room near it—Miyuki's bedroom. According to intel I'd gathered two days ago, Miyuki and her husband slept in separate rooms. If she planned to do anything suspicious, it would happen there. Naturally, installing a camera was the logical next step.

'Alright, let's get this done quickly.'

I discreetly placed the camera and recorder I'd brought with me in an inconspicuous spot. Then, with a calm demeanor, I rejoined Souta in his room to play fighting games.

We played intensely for a while until Souta finally threw down his controller in frustration.

"Ugh! I can't take it anymore!"

I glanced at him, amused. "Why are you giving up already?"

"Because, Takuya, you keep using the same combos! Do something else!"

"That's how you learn," I shot back smugly.

Having spent over ten hours a day gaming in my past life as a Korean, this was child's play. Still, Souta looked genuinely defeated. Maybe it was time for a break.

"Fine. Let's take a ten-minute break."

"Really?! Yay! I'll go grab another game."

"No, you said the game was hard, but now you're getting another one?" I teased.

Before he could respond, Souta dashed off to the game room next door, leaving me alone in his room. Seizing the opportunity, I pulled out my homework and got to work.

Knock knock.

[Kids, come eat some snacks.]

Miyuki entered the room carrying snacks and drinks, looking flustered when she realized Souta wasn't there.

"Oh dear, where's Souta?"

"He went to find a game," I explained.

"That boy..." She shook her head, ready to scold him—but I cut her off.

"He'll probably play for a bit, then say it's boring and move on to something else."

"If Takuya-kun says so..." She smiled bashfully, and at that moment, I felt a flicker of excitement. Her sexy figure was irresistible.

'Don't worry, Miyuki. By the end of today, I'll make sure you cum.'

With that silent vow, I watched her leave the snacks behind and waited for Souta to return.

When Souta came back with a new game, he was surprised to see the snacks. It was only natural—he assumed his mom had visited his room. I subtly hinted that I'd protected him, earning a grateful look from him. With that, we dove into another game, this time a JRPG masterpiece beloved by adults and kids alike.

As the competition between us heated up, I decided it was time to execute the real plan.

Souta's arm, trembling violently as he focused on the game, accidentally (or perhaps intentionally) bumped into my cup. The drink spilled—not on him, but on me.

"Ugh!"

"Whoa! S-Sorry, Takuya!"

The room was a mess, and I quickly headed downstairs. Miyuki, startled to see me drenched, rushed off to fetch a towel and fresh clothes. In that brief moment, I seized the opportunity.

'Just as the information suggested.'

I slipped the aphrodisiac into Miyuki's tea, which she drank after lunch. To avoid altering the taste, I added only five drops, as instructed. But maybe that wasn't enough. I decided to bump it up to seven.

If all went according to plan, the effects would kick in just as Souta took his post-lunch nap.

Once Miyuki returned with the towel and clothes, I cleaned myself up and changed. She apologized profusely for Souta's clumsiness, completely unaware of what I'd done. I chuckled inwardly—it should've been me apologizing.

Later, after lunch, Souta yawned loudly.

"Ugh. I'm sleepy."

"Then take a nap. I'll handle this boss myself."

"Okayyyy..."

With that, Souta drifted off to sleep. Now it was time for the main event.

I headed downstairs to the living room. No one was there, but the sounds echoing through the house told me exactly where to go.

[Haaah♥ P-Please put your cock in Miyuki's perverted pussy♥ Hyaaa♥!]

Squeak squeak squeak squeak♥!

Miyuki's lewd moans filled the air like background music. Following the source of the noise, I made my way to her bedroom.

Bursting through the door, I found Miyuki pleasuring herself, her breasts and intimate areas exposed.

'Just like in the game—they're both pink.'

Her body was still pristine since it was early in development. But that was about to change.

I pulled down my pants and smirked. "Hehe. No need to be lonely—I'm here to 'comfort' you."

Miyuki gasped, covering her mouth as she stared at my sizable erection. It was understandable; she'd likely never seen anything like it before.

"Can I comfort you with this?" I asked teasingly.

Whether it was the aphrodisiac or her own desires taking over, she nodded shyly. "Y-Yes, I think I'll be comforted♥"

With that, I climbed onto the bed where Miyuki lay spread out in an M-shape, her most private parts fully exposed. Unlike Machiko, whom I'd encountered before, Miyuki hadn't maintained her pubic hair—it was wild and unkempt. Perhaps it was due to her sexless marriage.

'I'll suggest she shaves next time,' I thought idly, bypassing foreplay and positioning myself at her entrance.

Slowly, I began to push inside her, starting with just the tip. The tightness was incredible—a testament to her status as a dating sim heroine.

"This is the remedy for a perverted pussy like yours!" I teased, thrusting harder.

"Oooooh♥!!" Miyuki cried out, climaxing almost instantly.

"Kkyaaa♥ Just from inserting it♥ Ohook♥! M-My pussy feels like it's going to tear...♥ Oook♥!"

Her ecstatic cries only fueled my desire further. Smirking, I leaned in close.

"Then, I'll start moving properly now."

"J-Just a moment, I'm already at my limit from just inserting it─Oooooh♥!!"

Ignoring her protests, I increased my pace, determined to bring her to new heights.

[The aphrodisiac increases lewdness by up to 50%.]