Everything Begins With a Debt in the Hentai World

Cherry blossoms danced in the air, their petals drifting disappointingly to the concrete ground. Yuta Yamano walked upward along them.

"The few members of the Homecoming Club really are as strict as Natsuha-nee said; Ousei Academy is tough on students!"

Noticing the sparse number of Homecoming Club members, Yuta sighed.

"Now, Natsuha-nee is probably at the Aikido Club participating in activities. I guess I'll just explore around here for a bit."

He felt shy about going into Ousei Academy alone, so he wandered nearby, waiting for Shinomiya Natsuha.

"Phew—thank goodness he didn't go into Ousei Academy; otherwise, it would have been hard to deal with him."

A few delinquent girls trailing behind Yuta breathed a sigh of relief, thinking their plans were saved.

Not far from Ousei Academy, a small street wafted with the enticing aromas of delicious food, as if every cobblestone was stained with tempting flavors.

Countless food stalls and restaurants lined the street, forming a vibrant food avenue.

"Wow, so much delicious food! I have to get into Ousei Academy."

Ever since he was young, Yuta had loved food, and the sight of so many enticing offerings made it hard for him to resist.

He stopped at each stall, savoring every bite.

By the time he reached the end of the street, his arms were loaded with various treats.

"This is great! I'll invite Natsuha-nee to try some later."

At the end of the food street, there was a small grove, with towering trees standing tall and lush, their canopies intertwined to create a natural barrier.

Bright sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting playful patterns of shadow and light that imparted a mysterious atmosphere.

As he wandered into the grove, Yuta suddenly had an idea and turned down a seldom-used path.

The gentle breeze rustled the leaves, whispering secrets to one another.

"This is really comforting," Yuta murmured, slightly closing his eyes to focus on the soft breeze caressing his face.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves, warming him pleasantly.

The distant sound of birds singing filled him with a sense of peace.

"It would be even better if Natsuha-nee were here to chat with me."

"Hehe, handsome boy, let us keep you company!" 

Yuta turned to see three delinquents surrounding him.

The one who spoke first seemed to be the leader of the group, with shoulder-length yellow hair. The shine of her earrings caught the light, and while her features weren't stunning, her heavy makeup skillfully concealed her flaws.

Long lashes curled around her purple eyeshadow, and her vividly painted lips parted slightly, revealing a tongue pierced with a decorative stud.

"Hey, kid, how about chatting with us?"

The yellow-haired delinquent yanked Yuta closer, awkwardly trapping him under her arm, her body brushing against him in a way that was anything but subtle.

The knot of her shirt at her chest exposed a sun-kissed waist that had seen too much sun.

"What… what do you want?!"

Yamano Yuta stammered, his not-so-tall frame bending under the pressure, his words laced with tremors.

The three delinquents exchanged glances, and one of them smirked, thinking, 'Looks like we found an easy target.'

The yellow-haired delinquent nodded, signaling the two similarly dressed girls to restrain Yuta.

They stepped in on either side and held his arms firmly.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Yama… Yuta Yamano."

The yellow-haired girl tilted his chin up, examining him like a toy she was appraising.

"So, did you come to the city all by yourself?"

"I… I came with Natsuha-nee."

Though frightened, Yuta still managed to keep some composure and refrained from spilling everything.

"Ha ha, don't lie! We saw you getting off the bus. Now, tell us, how should we punish a naughty kid like you?" 

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Just tell me what you want me to do; please don't hurt me!" 

"Ugh, pathetic," the yellow-haired girl sneered, suddenly slapping Yuta across the face.

She looked down at him with disdain, unimpressed by his reaction.

"We're a bit short on cash lately, so why don't you lend us some?"

"Okay! Okay! Just don't hit me! My wallet's in my right pants pocket." 

The yellow-haired girl crouched down next to him and rummaged through his pockets.

With her revealing outfit, the knot in her shirt exposed her bra, prompting Yamano Yuta to flinch at the unexpected sight.

"Hey, this is cute," she said with a smirk, emptying his wallet and taking the cash.

"Let's go, girls; time to have some fun." 

"Sis, you know I like this kind of thing."

Just as the yellow-haired girl was ready to leave, one green-haired delinquent, obviously intrigued by her comment, chimed in.

"Um… this place isn't suitable, though…"

The yellow-haired girl rubbed her chin thoughtfully and glanced back at Yuta.

He was clearly trembling, avoiding her gaze, which only pleased her more.

If Yamano Yuta had shown a bit of defiance, she might have let him go, but instead, he had completely disappointed her.

"Take him away!" 

"Wait, didn't you say I'd get to keep the money?"

Yuta gasped, fear creeping in.

"Who said that? Now stop whining, or else I'll hit you harder!" 

"I…" The words froze in Yuta's throat, and he swallowed hard.

———

"Your waist is also a little messy…" 

The gentle fragrance of Lilies filled the air as the girl's soft presence brushed against Ito Yoshito's taut heartstrings, almost breaking the tension.

Wrapping his arms around her soft waist, Yoshito unconsciously tightened his embrace, molding her curves against him in an oddly comforting way. 

"Natsuha…"

The warmth radiating from him penetrated Shinomiya Natsuha's heart like a cozy little furnace, leaving her feeling dazed.

With every exhale he took, her heart inexplicably responded, each beat sending ripples of emotions through her, growing stronger until they formed overwhelming waves.

Just as Natsuha was about to succumb to the warm ocean's embrace, a rough but warm hand slid down to her rear, and the heat escaping through her skirt chased away the damp sensations.

This action jolted her muddled mind back to clarity.

'I'm just helping Yoshito blow away the pain!'

'Yes, that's right!'

'Yuta… should understand me!'

"Yoshito, can you let me go…?"

Yoshito's tempestuous emotions began to ebb at Natsuha's gentle protest, and the feral beast within him, once ready to break free, fell back into the confines of reason. 

"Sorry," he said, reluctantly pulling back and stepping away.

"It's okay…"

Seeing that Shinomiya Natsuha didn't appear angry, Yoshito let out a long, relieved breath. 'It seems she isn't mad at me; but… why is her skirt damp?'

———

"Yuta, big sister will make you feel really good." 

On a street near Ousei Academy, the green-haired delinquent clung to the timid Yuta Yamano as they passed, but when he looked up, he was stunned by a sight that felt like a thunderbolt.

Cherry petals swirled in the air, dancing gracefully as they fell like snowflakes, crafted by nature's delicate hand.

They settled softly around a seemingly perfect couple beneath the cherry tree. Time seemed to slow, and the noise of the world faded, leaving only the whisper of petals in the breeze.

What seemed like a beautiful scene to outsiders filled Yuta with despair.

'Why? Why would the Natsuha-nee I've always admired throw herself into someone else's arms?'

He wanted to confront them, but upon seeing Ito Yoshito's imposing figure, he couldn't summon the courage to step forward and was left staring with tear-filled eyes at the green-haired delinquent. 

"Can you comfort me?" 

The green-haired girl, bemused by Yuta's sudden tears, paid him little mind.

Pressing her heavily made-up cheek against his ear, she grinned mischievously and breathed softly, "Of course, I'll comfort you very well in bed!"