Chapter 35 Takanashi Yume, a Crazy Yandere

Takanashi Yume, a Crazy Yandere

“I’m home…”

I, Takanashi Yume, finally returned to my room after work.

I turned on the light in the darkroom and put my bag on the desk.

And I took something out of my bag.

“Fufufu… I got it~~”

What I took out was a glass.

It wasn’t just any glass; it was the glass Makoto-san was using today.

I know I shouldn’t have, but I begged the manager and got it.

It took a lot of convincing, though.

“Ah, haa….”

I remembered the spot where his lips touched it and licked it with my tongue.

My whole body trembled with ecstasy at the indirect kiss with him.

Ah, it’s like a dream. I can get so excited just by touching him indirectly.

“Makoto…san….”

I didn’t have many opportunities to interact with men.

Or rather, I was afraid of men.

That’s why I applied for a part-time job at ConCafe to get over it, but I never thought I would have an encounter like this.

A fateful meeting. No matter what form it takes, I have nothing but gratitude to God for making it happen.

“…But I never thought he was married….”

I was shocked to hear that.

Well, he’s handsome and kind and more reliable than anyone else, so I thought he’d be popular, and it wouldn’t be strange if he had a girlfriend or two.

But I didn’t know he was married.

“…even though I exist.”

That’s right, I should be with him.

I should be indispensable to him.

Because we loved each other so much.

But he seemed to have forgotten me.

Even when I told him my real name, he didn’t remember me at all.

“…How cruel~~”

I haven’t forgotten a single moment of what happened that day.

The day he saved me and we started to love each other from then on.

So I remembered it immediately when I saw him again.

Ah, I thought we were meant to be together.

“But it’s okay now.”

Yes, I can’t change the past.

I was sad that he was married, but according to him, he’s already divorced.

Even if he is divorced, it doesn’t matter.

The undeniable truth is that I love him more than anyone.

Still, his ex-wife was foolish.

There’s no man better than him.

Well, it’s too late now. Even if she tries to approach him again, I’ll push her away with all my strength.

Only I can be with him.

I don’t need any other woman. I will eliminate any woman who comes near Makoto-san.

“…From now on, I’ll be the one who loves him~~”

I tapped the screen of my smartphone.

I opened the folder and looked at the pictures.

There were many pictures of him.

Him: while drinking in the store, him: while smiling innocently, him: while talking to his boss, him: while showing his cool profile.

There were also many other secretly taken photos that filled the folder, and they were my treasure.

I even secretly recorded his voice and saved it.

Just listening to it fills me up.

“Ah… I love him, I… I love him so much….”

Just hearing his voice makes my body crave him.

I’m aware of it myself; I’m a naughty girl.

But I can’t help it. It’s his fault that I feel this way.

“…I should take a bath.”

But first I have to calm this excitement.

I gently reach down to my lower body.

I took off my already-soaked panties and comforted my exposed private parts with my fingers.

Yes, I do it while listening to his voice and looking at his photo.

“Nnn…Makoto-san…!”

I fantasize about him attacking me.

His voice whispers love to me. His lips cover my mouth. His hands touch my br_ea_sts. His fingers play with my lower body. And then he pushes into me with his strong thing. Soon he will come inside me.

It’s all just a fantasy, but it’s about to come true.

Because I’ll never let him go.

I’ve already decided to give him my heart, my body, and all my love.

“Makoto-san…Makoto-sannnn…nnnn!”

I fantasize about our intimate relationship and come right away.

I don’t do it often, but every time I think of him, my body craves him, and I want to do it.

“Hah… hah… hah… Ah, I want him… I want everything about him….”

I kissed his photo on my smartphone and went to the bathroom to clean my flushed body and wet lower half.

Then, when I was completely naked, I suddenly had an idea.

“That’s right… I just thought of something good.”

I want to mark my body as proof that I belong to him.

I thought I had an idea.

I took a pair of scissors from the small storage in the dressing room and did something to my bare arm.

I’m going to carve his name into it.

My arm is covered in red liquid, but I don’t care. I don’t even feel the pain. All I feel is happiness and superiority.

“I wonder if this is enough?”

Satisfied, I took a shower, got out, dried myself with a towel, and went straight to bed.

“Fuf…fufufufufu….”

I feel great. I have a tattoo on my arm that says まこと♡ (Makoto♡).

Just having this makes me feel like I belong to him, and I can’t help but grin.

“Makoto-san… I love you….”

I mumbled again while looking at his photo.

Now that I’ve met him, there’s no point in working at the ConCafe anymore. I should quit soon.

But first I have to investigate his surroundings.

I need to know everything about him: his home, his favorite foods, his dislikes, his workplace, his hobbies and preferences, and his circle of friends.

“Oh dear… I’m going to be so busy starting tomorrow.”

But I don’t mind at all. I’m even looking forward to it.

So I’ll have to get up early tomorrow.

“Oh, that’s right….”

I exchanged contact information with him.

I should send him a message thanking him for coming to the cafe today and wishing him well for the future.

I quickly typed a message and sent it to him.

Ah, just doing that makes me happy.

“Fufufu… I love you so much, Makoto-san….”

I smiled at him in the photo and gently closed my eyes.