Adolescent Adam

Volume 9, Prologue - A Visit from Perfect Bliss

“Hey, mama? Where’s my yogurt?”

Kurikara Saya had recently learned the joy of eating yogurt after taking a hot bath.

Yogurt after a bath was said to help with your gut flora, it was good for your health, it kept you regular, and it made for a good diet.

She checked the fridge while only wearing a shirt and panties. That might seem a little indecent for a girl, but the Kurikara household was casual enough to allow for that.

“Isn’t it next to the chocolate sauce?”

“No!”

“Oh, right. I used it making the sauce for dinner today.”

“Ehh? Really? Then I’ll be taking your coffee jelly.”

“Go ahead.”

As long as it was sweet and cold, she did not particularly care. She took the coffee jelly, plopped it on a plate, and poured plenty of chocolate sauce on top.

“~?”

She held the plate in one hand, held a spoon in her mouth, and returned to her room.

She used the towel over her shoulder to dry her hair while she stuck the spoon in the jelly and used her phone with one hand. She was checking to see if she had any message from her friends.

This was all according to her usual routine.

“Sigh.”

She flopped onto her side in the bed.

The sweet and sour yogurt transforming into overly sweet chocolate coffee jelly was a small enough change to still count as the usual.

She had been feeling down of late, so she let out a deep sigh with the spoon still in her mouth.

“I wonder if Ange-chan will show up tomorrow.”

It had been five days since the cultural festival ended.

Ever since the day after the festival, Ange, Machina, Mutsuki, and Lucia had been out of school.

She had eaten lunch with those four since the second term began, so their sudden absence had really thrown her off. Did it have anything to do with the cultural festival being called off partway through? Had someone been injured? She was worried and could not seem to find an answer.

“Everyone is doing just fine.”

“Eh!?”

She sat up in surprise at this sudden voice.

She had thought she was alone, but a man now stood in her room.

He was a young man who looked to be several years older than her and her classmates. He had an ideal muscular body and, while he was not quite what she would call hot, he had a cheerful face that looked good with a smile on it. Seeing him was enough to put her in a good mood.

Of course, she normally would have screamed at finding a strange man in her room no matter what he looked like, but…

“Fujita-kun?”

She felt like she recognized him.

She thought this was Fujita Mutsuki. His face and build were very different, but she sensed something about him – a wavelength? – that matched Fujita Mutsuki perfectly.

The young man laughed and then his face and build became those of Fujita Mutsuki. He thinned out, grew cuter, and had that usual kind expression.

“…”

But now Saya had difficulty recognizing this as “Mutsuki”.

(H-huh? My heart is pounding.)

Her heart raced as soon as she saw his smile.

This was not the first time this had happened. Sometimes some small expression or gesture from a boy in her class would make her heart skip a beat.

But instead of just skipping a beat, her heart continued pounding.

“Kurikara-san.”

“Eh? Eh? Kyah!”

He climbed onto the bed and she could not push him away.

She was laid on her back, the spoon fell from her mouth, and it clattered coldly to the floor.

“Wh-what are you doing, Fujita-kun? Wait, um, at least let me put some clothes on.”

She realized how little clothing she was wearing right now.

She closed her legs to hide that precious place and held her hands up to hide her chest. However…

“Why bother? Let me see.”

“Hyah…”

The intruder in her bed grabbed her hands and forced them apart.

She was pinned to the bed with her arms next to her face like a taxidermy animal.

“U-um, this is really embarrassing…ah.”

He could see the lines of her chest, her underwear, her armpits, and the plump belly revealed by her shifted shirt. She felt like crying as he viewed it all.

But that expression crumbled a moment later.

“Nh.”

He kissed her without asking.

Her first kiss had been stolen by a classmate that she was friends with but had no interest in that way. Her tearful face was colored by surprise, but then it was ruled by the emotion welling up inside her.

That warm emotion came from her chest and the surprise on her face was replaced by an intoxicated look.

The kiss had only grazed her lips and his lips moved to her cheeks, her neck, and her collarbones.

She could not resist. Everywhere he touched was filled with an exciting and incredibly intoxicating feeling that robbed her of all her strength.

“Your body is so wonderfully soft.”

“Ahh, d-don’t say that. I’m too soft.”

“You’re so cute.”

“…?”

His lips moved from her squishy upper arm to her armpit and then to her chest. When he licked her nipple through her shirt, her spine jerked in response. She felt so embarrassed.

He licked along the lines of her stomach that so bothered her and the same exciting and pleasant feeling filled her there.

When his lips reached her lower stomach, they suddenly came to a stop.

“Ah…F-Fujita-kun.”

She just about asked him why he had stopped, but then their eyes met and she noticed the mischievous smile on his lips.

When she realized why he had stopped, she moved so obediently it looked like she was being controlled.

In just a few minutes, she had been remade into a creature that existed to be kissed by him.

“W-will you kiss me…here too?”

She removed her panties herself. She spread the lips to show off that place she had never before let a boy see.

“Ah, ah, ahhhhhh?”

When he kissed her like she asked, she could no longer suppress her embarrassing moans.

She was a teenage girl, so she had of course teased that place on her own. But this pleasure was much more intense and piercing than during those “practice sessions”.

The jolt released from her crotch passed through her cheeks, armpits, nipples, and every other part of her body he had kissed, reigniting the tingling pleasure as it went.

She had never known having a boy do this would feel so good.

She could no longer ask the ordinary questions like why he was here and whether her family would come to check on her when she was yelling so loudly.

“Kurikara-san.”

“Ah.”

That state of mind remained even when he sat back up.

He must have removed his clothes at some point – or had he even been wearing any in the first place? – because he was naked and showing off the thing rising up from his crotch.

Even a virgin girl understood what this meant.

She felt like she had been born to accept that inside her.

“Put it in me, Fujita-kun. I want your penis.”

She pressed her legs against the bed to lift up her hips like she was performing a bridge. She lifted her own crevice toward him and spread it with her fingers while begging him for it.

The boy leaned over her.

His manly size penetrated that untouched place and forced its way in all the way.

The shock of being deflowered was a mixture of pain and an intense sense of fulfillment. Almost like she had been waiting for this moment since the moment she was born.

Her eyes grew wide and she screamed.

There was no one around to be ruled by or to react to her voice.

And a moment later, she could no longer even scream.

The pleasure rising within her quickly passed the line of ecstasy she had experienced playing with herself. The pain of defloration had yet to fade, but she was brought to climax.

Once that happened, Saya was nowhere to be seen.

All that remained was a sticky black wetness on her bed and a small speck of light floating above it.

Mutsuki reached out and preciously enclosed the light in his hands.

Then the boy disappeared from the room as well.

The Kurikara home had grown entirely silent.

Not just Saya’s now-empty room, but the entire house.

In fact, there was no sound in the entire neighborhood around it either.