Chapter 26 – Yuuta

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I had a dream. A memory from the time when I was still a little child.

“Yuuta.”

My name was called with the usual smile. Full of love and affection.

“You’re going to attend elementary school very soon, you know?”

As I grew older, the smile grew tinged with sadness.

“Make many friends, okay?” I was told, while my head was gently stroked.

I…liked playing with friends, but what I liked above all was being together with Mom.

“Starting with today, you’re going to live in a new home. Come, let’s go,” Mom suddenly said one day.

Holding her hand, I got into the car that took us to my new home. Being excited about having a new place, I opened the door.

“We have been awaiting you, Yuuta-sama.”

As I did, I was greeted by a stranger. Moreover, there were two more strangers with her.

I turned around, trying to ask Mom who those people were.

“Eh? Mom?”

Mom still stood next to the car. She was crying, big tears rolling down her cheeks.

“What’s wrong, Mom?”

I immediately tried to rush over to Mom. But someone extended a hand from beyond that door, grabbing me.

“S-Stop!”

“Yuuta-sama. It’s time to say goodbye to your Mother.”

“S-Say my goodbye?”

“Yes. Starting today, you will be living away from your Mother. We will be taking care of you, so please do not worry about anything.”

“W-Why…WYH!?”

Mom came up to the door while crying.

“Yuuta…starting today, you and your Mom will be living in different places.”

“No! NOOO! I want to stay with you, Mom!”

“Sorry…forgive me…you’re now an elementary school student, so…you cannot live with your Mom anymore.”

“Why!? I don’t want that!”

“That’s the law in this country. Everyone is going to take care of you, so don’t worry about anything, Yuuta. Your Mom…w-won’t be able to m-meet you, but…I will always…keep you in my heart. …I love you. Thank you for having been born.”

I won’t be able to meet my Mom anymore!? No! I don’t want that! NOOOOO!

“Let’s say bye-bye to your Mother.”

“No! Noo! No!”

Two of the strangers embraced me and thus restrained my body. Even so, I struggled, trying to squirm away from them.

“Go to the car.”

“……Okay.”

The other stranger took Mom to the car!

“That’s why I told you to do it while he’s asleep.”

“…Uuuh, Yuuta…..Yuuta.”

“It’s just making things more painful. Now, hurry up.”

Mom turned around before getting into the car. She was sad and crying.

Mom is crying! I don’t want this! I hate it! Don’t leave me behind!

“Aaaaaahh!!!”

“Kyaa!”

I screamed as I was about to go crazy. I struggled so fervently that I managed to free myself from the people holding me.

“Mom! Mom!”

“You must not!”

They drove away. I ran, trying to catch up. The person who led my Mom to the car attempted to grab me, but I dodged her hands.

“Mom! Mom! Mom!”

They gradually grew distant. I ran, ran, and ran.

“Mom! Mom! Ahhh!!!!”

Unable to catch up with the car, I stumbled and fell down. When I raised my face…the car was already so far away that I couldn’t see it anymore…

“Aahh…aahh…aaaaaahhhh!!!!”

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I was all alone now.

The adult care-taker women were all gentle. Whenever I said I wanted something, they quickly fulfilled my wish. I also grew accustomed to the way how to use the completely autonomous robots.

At elementary school, I studied together with my friends from kindergarten. My friends also had been separated from their mothers and seemed to be anxious at first. But…as time passed, all of them seemed to adapt to the situation.

I, on the other hand, was depressed…since I wanted to meet my Mom.

The teacher at elementary school taught us many things, but she didn’t teach me what I wanted to know. At first, I asked her where I could find my Mom. But, understanding that I wouldn’t get her to tell me, I begged her to tell me about mothers and young men after I grew up a bit. Yet, even then, I couldn’t get her to tell me.

There were things I could and couldn’t learn at school. Everyone only knew the things I could learn. Because that was normal. But I wanted to know about the things I couldn’t learn.

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Around the time I was in my sixth year of elementary school, we were taught about the exchange with girls our age that would take place at junior high school. We were still sixth graders, but on that day we went outside with everyone to meet special girls among the girls of our age.

I was finally able to go outside! I planned to meet Mom.

After getting in a car, I told them that I wanted to go to the toilet as we were heading to our destination. My car alone approached a nearby facility with a toilet. I didn’t know what sort of facility it was.

Anyway, I was planning to sneak away to go meet Mom.

It was a thoughtless plan, but luckily, the toilet had a window. The guide for today’s meet-up was waiting for me outside the toilet. I apologized to her in my mind while leaving through the window.

I ran. I ran while thinking of nothing but my objective. I didn’t even know where I was, but I ran as I wanted to meet my Mom.

However, I was spotted right away. Thinking that it was strange for me not to leave the toilet, the guide woman called out to me. When I didn’t respond, she entered the toilet in panic, just to find the window open with me gone.

In response to her emergency call, they apparently began searching for me. Assuming I was kidnapped by someone.

I was caught by adult women and taken back to my room. A lot of adult women showed up. It was very scary.

Realizing that I hadn’t been abducted, they asked me why I had sneaked out through the window. I didn’t answer. Thereupon, the adult women began to come up with various ideas on their own.

One of them gently talked to me, saying, “It must have been scary,” and “The girls you were supposed to meet today are all kind and gentle.” She had selfishly concluded that I had escaped through the window because I was afraid of meeting girls my age.

All the women were kind to me, even though I had caused problems by escaping.

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April 1st.

I became a junior high school student.

My caseworker was a woman called Tomoe-san. She was so pretty it was actually startling. Because her dad was from the Charl Kingdom, her appearance differed from that of the women of Nihon, but she was pretty and kind, which allowed us to become friends right away.

Since I was a junior high school student now, 「School Attendance」 and 「Service Activities」 were added to my duties. The first school day was slated to be tomorrow.

Tomoe-san told me that she wanted to interact with as many of the attending girls as possible. When I answered that I’d go to tomorrow’s first school attendance, her beautiful face bloomed into a bright smile, showing how happy she was.

As for the Service Activities, I’d be fine with accepting one service during the first term. My Male rank was F. If I completed one service activity request per term during the first year of junior high, I’d be able to reach E-Rank by the end of the school year. That’s why Tomoe-san told me not to rush things and slowly look for a service activity that suited me.

In addition to school attendance and service activities, I was also told that it’d be great for me to take physical examinations. I decided to do that right away in a hospital recommended to me by Tomoe-san. This also delighted Tomoe-san very much.

April 2nd.

Today was my first time attending junior high. The classroom was my very own classroom.

Up until elementary school, I took lessons together with my friends, but starting with junior high, it’d be different. Studying would basically take place in my own room.

I couldn’t study what I really wanted to know, but it was important to take one’s lessons seriously. Mom was very happy whenever I did my best at studying in kindergarten.

Soon after I entered my own classroom, one girl of my age after the other came in. I didn’t participate in the exchange meeting during the 6th year of elementary school, so I was meeting all those girls for the first time.

Each girl merely greeted me and immediately yielded their place to the next girl. Even though I tried to memorize their names and faces, it was simply impossible to do it at once with so many girls greeting me. I’ll do my best to learn their names and faces little by little.

All of them were cute and seemed kind, but there was one especially cute girl among them, immediately sending my heart aflutter.

April 3rd.

I went to the hospital recommended by Tomoe-san and had a physical examination.

My health showed no problems.

And this also became the first time I went through a Sperm Examination. I could have asked a nurse for help, but I was too embarrassed to ask and did it myself.

April 4th.

Tomoe-san visited my room with a smile. She was overjoyed as she informed me that my Sperm rank had been determined to be E. She praised me a lot, saying that it was amazing for a first-year at junior high to have an E-Rank.

Being praised by a gentle woman like Tomoe-san made me happy.

April 5th.

I worked hard at studying in my room.

April 6th.

Today I studied a lot as well.

After finishing my lessons, I looked at the tablet. I received this tablet for the sake of my Service Activities.

Tomoe-san told me that she’d help me find a good Service Activity once my school life settled down. But, somehow, I felt like taking a look at what sort of Service Activities existed.

I liked playing games. That’s why I browsed the list to see whether they had Service Activity requests related to games. Thereupon, I found plenty of them.

During elementary school, my friend said that service activities and interactions with girls were both bothersome. I felt anxious about it. Even though our teacher taught us what those exchanges and services entailed, I couldn’t quite grasp things without actually trying them.

But, seeing so many Service Activities related to games, I felt slightly relieved.

As I browsed the list of Service Activity requests, my eyes stopped at a woman. She was 26 years old and went by the name of Suzune-san. According to the description, she worked as a kindergarten teacher.

Suzune-san gave me almost the same vibes…as Mom.

Once I reviewed the request details, I discovered that Suzune-san was a commoner woman. In class, I was taught that it’d be better to accept a high woman’s request for one’s first Service. But…it wasn’t as though it was forbidden to accept a request from a commoner woman.

I wanted to meet Suzune-san, who had the same kind of atmosphere as my Mom, so I accepted her request.

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———- End of Part 1 ———-

April 10th.

Today I’d be playing a game together with Suzune-san as a Service Activity.

Tomoe-san was worried and had prepared a room for my first Service. It’d also have been possible to use my room, but it didn’t have any surveillance cameras installed. For this reason, she arranged a room that would be monitored.

Since it was a rule that caseworkers couldn’t be present during a Service Activity, she had apparently prepared another room nearby out of worry.

When I entered the room, Suzune-san was already waiting for me. She seemed to be a very gentle woman. Just as I expected, she resembled Mom very closely. I immediately got along with her after greeting and chatting for a bit.

Suzune-san also liked playing games. She said that she enjoyed talking about them with the children at her kindergarten. While playing a game that let us work together, we talked about all sorts of things and enjoyed our time.

About an hour after we started, Suzune-san told me she was on temporary leave to give birth to a child. Once she did, she’d become a real Mom.

As I listened to her story, she told me to interact with girls from high-society families and find a wonderful marriage partner. I had no choice but to attend my junior high school classroom and choose my future marriage partner.

Suzune-san seemed to admire high women very much, as they could interact with men. Our conversation switched from game-related topics to romantic novels. She appeared to enjoy this new topic more than talking about games.

Many of those stories seemed to feature a scene in which a man confessed to a woman, and then the two would hug after becoming lovers. It seemed to be an event that took place during a ball at the end of the cultural festival at high school.

Around that time, I told Suzune-san about my wish to be pampered by Mom.

“D-Do you want to try hugging me?”

The more we talked, the more Suzune-san overlapped with my memories of Mom. They truly resembled each other a lot. And that’s why I wanted to be spoiled by her.

Suzune-san was very surprised. She blinked her eyes and pondered it for a while.

And then she asked me with a serious expression, “…Is it really fine for me to hug you?”

I nodded.

Suzune-san moved behind me and embraced me just like that.

Aahh…it’s really like being hugged by Mom. Mom’s body smelled very nice, was soft, and warm. The same applied to Suzune-san as well.

I wanted to keep hugging her like this. Hence, I intended to accept another Service request from her to play games together…

Which reminds me, Suzune-san mentioned that she was going to give birth. I wonder whether we’ll be able to play games together once more.

It was then that Suzune-san’s hands started to move. They gradually touched my body all over.

“Yuuta-sama…ahh…”

Suzune-san’s voice…it’s different from before. It still sounds gentle, but…even so, it’s somehow different. I wonder what’s wrong. Why…why is she touching my body so much? For some reason…it feels very nice…and comfortable…I feel something weird…

Eh? Eh? M-My dick…is becoming big… It becomes big for the sake of ejaculating, and that in itself is very crucial for making babies. In the futur,e I’m going to have sex with the woman I married and my lovers and ejaculate to make babies with them. That’s what I’ve been taught in school.

But, it’s not like Suzune-san…is married to me. She isn’t my lover either. So, why has my dick become so big…?

“Y-Yuuta-sama…m-may I?”

I didn’t know what she wanted, but…although I had already assumed it was something bad…I answered quietly, “Y-Yeah.”

In the next moment, Suzune-san’s hand reached for my nether region. She was happy as she touched the bulge of my erect dick, telling me how incredibly delighted she was to make me aroused.

“Y-Yuuta-sama, you’re excited as well, aren’t you?”

“…I don’t really understand, but…Suzune-san, you’re as kind as my Mom.”

At that moment, Suzune-san’s hand stopped. Her rough, aroused breathing also ceased.

“M-Mom?”

“Yep…I want to meet my Mom…and you give off similar vibes as my Mom…”

Suzune-san was frozen, not moving an inch. And so was I.

However, at that moment, the door was slammed open.

“Get away from him!”

The ones entering were policewomen. They pulled Suzune-san and me apart, immediately restraining her. Tomoe-san, who had entered the room right after the policewomen, hugged me.

“Yuuta-sama! All is fine now! It’s fine!”

“Ah…”

Suzune-san was pinned down by several policewomen.

Wrong. This is wrong. Suzune-san hasn’t done anything bad…

“We have caught you red-handed as you sexually assaulted a man! You’re under arrest!”

I got scared by a policewoman’s loud voice. Arrest? Suzune-san was going to be arrested?

“Ah…ah…”

“Yuuta-sama! Come over here! I’m with you! It’s all okay now!”

Having started to cry because of the frightening situation, I was led out of the room while held by Tomoe-san. The last I saw of Suzune-san…was her shedding tears while donning an emotionless expression.

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I had done something very terrible. I wanted to be pampered by Suzune-san…out of an urge to be pampered by my Mom.

However, this turned into such a huge uproar that it couldn’t be compared to my little escape through the toilet window back in 6th grade. Many adult women visited my room. Some of them were policewomen.

I hid in my bed, underneath my blanket, trembling. Meanwhile, Tomoe-san dealt with all the visitors for me. Some of them tried to speak with me after ensuring that it’d be fine for me to stay in bed. But when they saw me, trembling with fear, they merely greeted me and left without asking anything in particular.

I fretted as I felt that I had to tell them the truth. After all, it was assumed that Suzune-san had done something very terrible. But, in reality, I had told her that it was fine to hug and touch me.

But I couldn’t say it because I was so scared. I was afraid that they might scold and blame me if I confessed it. Moreover, Tomoe-san always worried and cared about me as I remained in bed without saying anything.

One day, I heard that Suzune-san’s trial had started. I was extremely frightened that Suzune-san might reveal the truth. Tomoe-san only told me a brief summary of the trial. She said that Suzune-san admitted her own crime and took responsibility for everything.

Hearing that…I felt relieved from the bottom of my heart. How wretched and despicable I am. I felt relieved that Suzune-san hadn’t told them the truth.

And then Suzune-san was imprisoned for life. Tomoe-san kindly told me that I didn’t need to worry anymore.

But she was wrong. The truth had been twisted. Yet, when I thought that I might also be sentenced for such a crime, which was regarded as serious enough to put someone in jail for life, I got scared again.

Even though I knew the full truth and that it’d be miserable if things stayed like this forever, I didn’t do anything out of fear. Worrying that the kind Tomoe-san would scold me and that everyone would hate me if they found out the truth, I ended up hating and dreading the idea of going outside. I locked myself up in my own room.

I took my home schooling courses, but I refused to attend school and do Service Activities.

One day, as I was being spoiled by Tomoe-san, another woman became my caseworker. It was a sudden change. My new caseworker was called Ayaka-san. She, too, was a gentle woman who kindly watched over me as I secluded myself in my room. I took advantage of that kindness once more and continued my life as a shut-in.

When I entered the third year of junior high, my Male Rank was still F. But that was only natural since I had been refusing to do any Service Activities and staying away from school. The boys in my year were apparently referring to me as shut-in scum. I was kicked out of our grade’s group chat, but some of the boys went out of their way to send me private messages, depicting just how much the others disparaged and insulted me.

It wasn’t just the boys, either. The girls in my grade also called me shut-in scum.

I thought I might live on as a shut-in while remaining a F-Rank for the rest of my time. It was obvious that no one would affiliate with me during high school when we boys would create our own classes.

But, I hated for things to stay like this…without me telling anyone the truth…about my encounter with Suzune-san. Yet, I lacked the courage to come out and confess that truth.

Thinking about my future, my heart was almost crushed by anxiety. I didn’t want to keep living…now that I couldn’t meet Mom anymore, either.

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On one of those days, Ayaka-san brought up a certain proposal with me.

『If you so wish, we can change your situation by going through a personality transplantation, Yuuta-sama』

A personality transplantation? Listening to Ayaka-san’s explanation, I thought I could become someone else. Someone who was not me would start a new life while using my body. Fearing my irremovable past and insecure future, I thought that this would be fine with me.

I left a letter to the new personality that would use my body, telling them to live well and make good use of it.

December 31st

The personality transplantation was scheduled to take place on New Year’s Eve. I’d vanish with this.

The last thing I saw was the tears filling Ayaka-san’s eyes as she watched me lose consciousness due to the anesthesia.

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I saw some memories within the darkness. They told me the tale of a man who lived in a world like his. His last experience was a lonely death. And then I woke up. Yep, I woke up.

I was…me.

Even though I believed I’d become someone that wasn’t me, I still was the same old me. Except that I now possessed the memories of someone else.

I refused that. I denied being me.

I drew in the memories of that other person. And I sealed the memories I didn’t want to remember inside myself.

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And then I woke up. While plagued by intense pain.

Why am I here…why am I suffering so much…? Even though I…should have died in solitude…

Those three days of intense pain were the time period I needed to seal myself as me.

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