The Lone Vigilante Issei – High School DxD
Why hello, hello… it is I once again, Hide Shinyama.
The last time we saw Issei fight and kill someone after the latter tried to rape a woman. While he did so, he received many disturbing visions and images of gore and killing, causing Issei to flee in a panic.
On the way, he met Motohama who told him of his failed date with Julie. After discovering a mysterious note, Matsuda interrupts them in a panic to tell them some horrible news.
What did Matsuda see?
P. S. I'm fine. Sorry for the delay. I have been slacking off a bit. And…
Nothing happened to me in Chapter 14. I can't emphasize it more than enough. Nobody attacked me inside my PC whatsoever, so please don't worry.
Anyway, here is…
Chapter 3 – Matsuda's date
3rd September, Monday, about 11:02 pm – Kuoh, Motohama's house
Matsuda had just taken a seat on one of the chairs near the table. Like Issei, he too took a shower after he had arrived and was now sitting bare-chested in the living room with Issei and Motohama. He still had his pants on, so it was no problem.
Originally, Matsuda wanted to tell them why he was spooked, but Issei told Matsuda to go take a shower because of the smell his body gave out. Matsuda, having no problem with it did so (in fact, a shower was just what he needed at that moment).
In the meantime, Issei had just called his parents to tell them he was staying at Motohama's house to discuss their homework. His parents, though skeptical, gave their consent, but told him to be back by midnight. After Issei had finished his phone call and Matsuda was seated, everyone's attention was on Matsuda.
"OK. Tell us. Why were you running here in the middle of the night?" Issei asked.
"Yeah, did your date with Nathalie also go wrong like mine?" Motohama asked. This caused Issei to look at Matsuda with a questioning look.
"Wait, you went on a date, too?" Issei asked.
"Yeah, you guys, too?" Matsuda asked, looking at both Issei and Motohama.
Both of them nodded. "Yeah, we did. I went to the opera with my parents and Sally. It went well but… I said something stupid and… Sally ran away upset…" Issei said with a somber look.
"Well, in my case I also may have said something that upset Julie. We were watching TV and after that… I may have triggered something that was bothering her…" Motohama said with a subdued tone as well.
"Wow… I'm really sorry, guys…" Matsuda said, trying to comfort his friends.
Motohama and Issei, however, reverted to being inquisitive to Matsuda by turning their attention back towards him.
"But anyway, we'll explain that to you later. We don't have the time for that. So, tell us: How did your date go? You acted as if you've just seen hell. Did the date really go out that badly?" Issei asked.
Matsuda shook his head. "No… 'badly' is hardly the right word for it… It was a nightmare come to life… as if I was in a horror movie… Granted, the beginning of our date was great… but… then…" he shuddered as he relieved his memories.
Issei and Motohama gulped and looked at each other with worry. What could possibly have happened on his date with Nathalie? For some reason (in part because of all the weird things that have been happening to them today) they dreaded to find out. But… still. They needed to find out. This is why they steeled their wills, looked Matsuda directly into his eyes and asked him once again.
"Tell us Matsuda. Tell us what happened from the beginning of your date with Nathalie," Issei told Matsuda.
Matsuda nodded, as he started narrating.
Flashback – about six hours earlier
Similar to Motohama, Matsuda also invited Nathalie to come to his house that day. He even went out to her house to pick her up. While having sex was one reason for Nathalie to come over, another reason was so that Matsuda could "make it up" to her because of his ogling of their new teacher Monique.
Matsuda actually thought that it was weird – and cool – to get to call their smoking hot teacher by her first name. Did she really not have a surname? Whatever the case, Matsuda was happy having her either way, so much that Nathalie had to pull him by the cheek whenever he stood there daydreaming. She wanted to make sure that her boyfriend wouldn't get too distracted by the new teacher. No way, she was ever going to lose to someone like her.
Anyway, Matsuda and Nathalie had just entered the house and were taking off their coats and shoes. After they finished undressing, Matsuda decided to get a little naughty. He grabbed Nathalie from behind and wrapped his arms around her tiny body.
Nathlie mock-struggled as she fought and giggled at Matsuda's touchiness. They wrestled for a little while until Matsuda managed to lift her up by her legs in such a way that Nathalie was leaning back on Matsuda. Moreover, because Nathalie was wearing a skirt, her underwear could be seen if one was on the other side.
"Wh-wh-what are you doing?" Nathalie asked embarrassed, as she saw the compromising position she was in.
Matsuda just grinned at her playfully. "What? I just like carrying you. That's all."
"Yeah, b-but this position is way too indecent! My underwear can be seen!" Nathalie protested.
"So?" Matsuda asked rhetorically. "There's no one else here except the two of us. Besides, you're wearing tights."
"Yeah, b-but…" Nathalie stuttered. "It's still embarrassing!"
"And that's one of the things that drive me crazy about you…" Matsuda whispered with lust in his voice.
"M-my underwear!?" Nathalie exclaimed incredulously.
"N-no! Actually…" Matsuda said, trying to deny what she just said. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized she was right. Besides, ít's not like she doesn't know that he is a pervert, so… might as well say it. Nathalie in the meantime looked at Matsuda with a pout, as if expecting an answer.
"Well… actually…" Matsuda started. "Umm… to be honest, yeah… that's one of the things… But I really was talking about your tsundere behavior."
Nathalie was caught off guard for a moment there. But she quickly regained her pouting face. Though she couldn't help but blush.
"And…?" Nathalie questioned further, as she moved her ear closer to him. "What else?"
Matsuda pondered about what he loved about Nathalie. There were so many things about her that he loved but he wasn't sure if he wanted to name all of them, since some of them were… unusual fetishes. Nevertheless, he decided to name those he had no problem with.
"Well…" Matsuda whispered seductively in her ear, causing to shudder. "…I like your loli-type body… your hair… and just anything you wear…"
Nathalie looked at Matsuda with a frown. "What do you mean by 'anything you wear'? Does it mean that even if I wore a baggy pants and a loose t-shirt like those wannabee stereotypical rappers that you would get aroused at that?"
Matsuda had to think about that for a second, before he responded. "Well, ok… it may look weird… admittedly… but at the same time, I think even then you would look cute… But the best kind of clothes are… well…" Matsuda looked at her skirt and began playing around with the hem of Nathalie's blue skirt with his left hand. His right hand moved to Nathalie's legs and were rubbing and playing with her black tights, fingering with her material.
Nathalie blushed even stronger at what Matsuda was doing, before she realized what he was trying to say.
"W-w-what? You've got a thing for my clothes?" Nathalie asked shocked and embarrassed at Matsuda's newly revealed fetish.
Matsuda nodded his head.
"B-but… other girls have better clothes than I do. So why me?" Nathalie questioned her boyfriend.
"Well, that's true. But what I like about you is your white shirt and blue skirt has a good combination with your black leggings," Matsuda replied before kissing her ear.
Nathalie yelped a bit from the kiss, before looking at her black leggings.
"Really? You like my leggings, too?" Nathalie remarked, before pouting once again. "You're weird. You know that?"
Matsuda just shrugged his shoulders. "What should I say? I am a member of the perverted trio after all," Matsuda said with a sly smile.
Nathalie giggled, as she kissed his cheek. Then Matsuda decided to carry his girlfriend to the sofa where he sat down with Nathalie on top of his lap. Matsuda mock-humped her from behind, hugging her even more tightly than before. Nathalie wasn't idle as she gestured Matsuda to let her go. She turned around to straddle him in order to kiss him. For the next ten minutes, Matsuda and Nathalie would spend their time kissing and hugging each other on the sofa. Matsuda focused especially a lot of time feeling Nathalie's black tight-wearing legs all over the place – especially under her skirt. Matsuda he every moment of it.
In short, it was an unforgettable make-out session.
After the ten minutes were over both of them were resting in each other's embrace, their clothes significantly disheveled and their bodies covered in sweat. Nathalie got up from her boyfriend and stood up to stretch her body.
"Hehe… you look like a cat when you do that," Matsuda teased.
Nathalie pouted. "I'm not a cat! I just feel stiff that's all!" she retorted.
Matsuda giggled at her. She really was fun to tease.
"Anyway, where is the bathroom? I need to go wipe the sweat off my face," Nathalie asked, looking around for it.
Matsuda pointed towards the entrance.
"It's the door on the left," Matsuda pointed out. Nathalie went but before she got in, Matsuda called out to her.
"There's a shower and a towel there in case you want to take a shower," Matsuda told her. Nathalie nodded and gave her boyfriend a toothy grin, before entering and closing the door.
Matsuda sighed, as he sat upright.
Nathalie… She was his girl…
And no one else's.
Even though they have been together for some time now, Matsuda still felt like he was on cloud nine. Every day was like heaven whenever he was with her. Sure, there were times where got scolded for doing something stupid (like ogling the new teacher) and, sure, he still thought other girls were attractive, too (he was a member of the perverted trio after all). Yet, Nathalie was different… like only she understood him and only she showed understanding for his fetishes and desires and… yet she was more than just an object to be looked at.
She was… precious to him. There was no other way to describe it. Like something never to be let go off.
Certainly, he still had a wish to become a harem king just like his other buddies, but… even if he failed in doing that… he still would have been content with just having Nathalie with him forever.
Forever.
Forever…
For…ever…
[Help… me…]
Matsuda perked up.
"What the…?" Matsuda said in surprise, as he looked around.
Did someone just cry for help? He was pretty sure someone said "Help me".
Did it come from next door? Matsuda stood up and went to look out of one of the windows.
There was nothing. No sound of violence, crashing of furniture or any sound of struggle. Could it be a burglary or something worse perhaps?
[Help… me…]
There the voice was again.
But that's strange.
It didn't sound like it came from outside. And it most certainly couldn't come from upstairs or downstairs either, since Matsuda and his family didn't live in an apartment and thus had no neighbors below or above them.
It sounded like…
"No, it couldn't be…" the bald-headed pervert reasoned, as he tried to think where the sound could have come from only to dismiss his initial theory.
But by the way it sounded… what other explanation did he have?
While he was pondering all this the bathroom door opened and Nathalie came out wearing her white shirt, blue skirt and black tights once again. She looked towards Matsuda and noticed him brooding.
"Is something wrong?" Nathalie asked him.
Matsuda looked at her with a bit of a surprise.
"You're done already?" Matsuda asked.
Nathalie looked at him, as if he said something weird.
"Uhh… of course… I've been showering like ten minutes or so… it doesn't take that long," Nathalie replied.
Matsuda just rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Really, huh? Well, for me it felt like just three minutes or so… ahahaha…" Matsuda laughed.
"But anyway, why were you standing around as if you were a detective on a case?" Nathalie asked returning to her original question.
Matsuda looked at her in confusion, before realizing what she meant.
"Oh yeah, yeah…" Matsuda said, taking on a somewhat more serious face. "Say, Nathalie. Did you hear someone cry for help just now? About a few minutes ago, I thought I heard some shout 'Help me'. I tried looking everywhere but it seems like whoever is doing that is…" Matsuda would have continued, had he not noticed the look on Nathalie's face.
For a brief moment, Matsuda saw a look of shock on Nathalie's face before she turned her face away. For some reason she seemed… kind of nervous…
"It… must be your imagination…ahaha…" Nathalie laughed nervously for some reason.
'That's strange. I should be the nervous one in this situation, not her,' Matsuda thought. So, why was Nathalie the one who was acting all nervous?
"So… Matsuda…" Nathalie spoke up shyly, as she looked down at her black tights. "You said you liked those black tights, didn't you?"
That caused Matsuda to forget his musings about Nathalie's behavior and instead focused on her leg-wear.
"Yeah…" Matsuda confirmed, as he looked at her legs with lust. "Yeah, I do…"
Nathalie blushed, but managed to make a cute smile, as she fidgeted a bit.
"Tell me, why do you like my leggings so much?" Nathalie asked.
"Well…" Matsuda started, as he knelt down before to touch her black tights.
Nathalie flinched back at first, but fought against her urges to run away from her perverted boyfriend and decided to let him touch her black tights. After all, not too long ago, he was touching her legs and her leg-wear everywhere, so why not let him touch them again?
That is why, she stood still as she saw her perverted boyfriend use both of his hands to stroke her tights-wearing legs, as he explained his fetish.
"…your leggings are… well… how should I say it…" Matsuda began, as he gently rubbed the front of her legs below the knees with his palms. The surface of her legs felt warm and fuzzy because of her tights. Nathalie was embarrassed at how Matsuda was touching her, but kept best not to freak out.
"…your leggings and legs are… smooth and tender to the touch. They make a girl's legs seem more… refined…" Matsuda elaborated about her tights. Nathalie looked at him with a bit of a quizzical look at what he was saying.
"Wait a minute… refined?" Nathalie asked, as Matsuda continued to rub her legs, moving his right hand towards her knee.
"Yes… refined. And not only that, both of them work together…" Matsuda continued, as he started pinching the fabric of her silky tights with his fingers. His mouth started to water in lust, but he kept himself together to prevent him from ruining the moment.
"…the cute legs and their shapes and sizes… and the leggings… and so far both of them complement each other perfectly…" Matsuda commented, as he started to put his right hand around her left knee, feeling the knee-pit with his fingers. Nathalie yelped at the ticklish feeling Matsuda's touch gave off, but tried her best not to move around so much.
"For example, your knees look especially great with those leggings," Matsuda commented. "Granted, they also look great without the leggings but the black fabric covering it makes it look even better."
Nathalie was blushing furiously at his comment about her knees. Just what kind of fetishes did her boyfriend have? It was so weird!
"Also…" Matsuda continued on by touching her right foot with his left hand, wrapping his hand around her ankle. This time Matsuda could feel all of leg and fabric on his hand. It felt good…
"…your feet look so cute. They're… small… your toes too… But as I said before, the leggings make them look even more refined… because whatever blisters or marks your feet have, are covered up by them…" Matsuda said as he moved his face to her foot and kissed it.
Nathalie was really embarrassed now. Her heart was beating wildly. She really wanted to run, but with Matsuda holding her foot down tightly, she couldn't do that. But she did want to give a retort to something that Matsuda said.
"Hey, m-my fe-feet aren't blistered or anything!" Nathalie exclaimed, while stuttering in embarrassment.
Matsuda didn't reply. He let go off her foot and knee, enabling the pink-haired girl to back off a bit. Despite that, she surprisingly didn't run, as if she changed her mind about running. Nathalie just stood there, shuffling her feet shyly as she did so.
"So… you also like my feet…" Nathalie remarked.
Matsuda nodded. "Yeah, but not only that."
He went to her and gazed at her blue skirt. Nathalie didn't do a thing. Instead, she just stood there and wondered what Matsuda was going to do next. She got her answer when Matsuda began put his hands on her hips, feeling the side of her skirt. Then he ran his hands from her skirt down towards her legs and down to her feet. He repeated his actions, moving his hands once again from her hips to her legs to her feet. With every repetition, he did it faster and with a firmer grip, feeling the soft fabric of her black tights.
"W-what are you doing!?" Nathalie yelped. But before she could do anything, Matsuda suddenly grabbed her leg, stood up and lifted her leg to a 140-degree angle.
"KYAA!" Nathalie yelped. She almost fell down but managed to retain her balance by hopping on one foot for a moment, before getting used to a standing position. Nathalie looked at Matsuda and noticed the aroused look on his face.
"This is the best part of it all…hah… hah…!" Matsuda panted, his mind being completely taken over by his fetishes and lusts. "Your leg flexibility, in addition to your legs and leggings… and your skirt… and your white panties under your leggings… makes you look especially sexy… hah… hah…"
Nathalie was getting overwhelmed by embarrassment now, but was also getting aroused at the same time. Matsuda had this many things, that made him crazy about her? This was… so perverted! But at the same time, she liked it, too. She liked being the center of Matsuda's desires – something she never had before.
In fact, Nathalie had long wanted a boy's attention but was too shy, unconfident or too angry to get one. She always felt like no boy would ever want her for who she was or her appearance.
Before she met Matsuda, Nathalie was unconfident because she didn't have a big chest like Julie's and yet Matsuda found her chest to be the most ideal to him.
She also was jealous of Sally for being easy, outgoing, sweet and a fun person to hang out with, while she constantly put off boys with her stubbornness and her childish personality. Yet, Matsuda still chose her.
She also envied other girls for having long and beautiful hair, while her own was short and not special at all. Yet, Matsuda loved her hair nonetheless.
And even then, despite her many limitations Matsuda always found things he loved about her – even if they were weird, like his flexibility fetish. What was that all about? He needed to ask him.
"Matsuda? Why do you like flexibility so much?" Nathalie asked with her leg still held up by Matsuda. She tried to cover her panties but gave up, as she couldn't use her skirt to cover it up anyway. Besides, she was still wearing her tights so it wasn't so bad.
"I'm not sure," Matsuda replied, his heart now beating rapidly, as he explained his desires. "I like seeing energetic girls, I guess. They give off a vibe… of cuteness… I can't describe it. Maybe it also has to do with the fact that I envy flexible people, who can do things I'm not capable of, unlike you. I heard girls were more flexible than boys, too."
Nathalie pondered on whether that was true and how to respond to that. Suddenly, she had an idea.
"Well, it's true," Nathalie replied with a smile. "In fact, I can do the splits right here, if you want to," Nathalie offered.
This got Matsuda's attention. "You really can do it?"
Nathalie nodded. "Yup, but I'll show you if you let go my leg. OK?"
Matsuda instantly let her leg go, letting Nathalie stand on two feet. Nathalie gestured her boyfriend to move away, as she positioned her legs to do the splits.
"Move aside. I'm going to do the splits," she told Matsuda who was already waiting with anticipation for her to do it.
She steadied herself, before she… ran off to the staircase upstairs.
"Hahaha… got you!" Nathalie ran away laughing.
Matsuda was shocked, but smirked as he chased her up the stairway.
"Oh, you little… Come over here!" Matsuda called out in a mock-threatening fashion.
He heard the door to his room close and figured that was where she went to. He opened it and saw Nathalie preparing a fighting stance of some kind.
"Step back. I'm going to do the splits," Nathalie told him, as she readied her legs again.
"You're not fooling me this time," Matsuda responded, as he moved slowly towards her.
Nathalie giggled.
"Oh, but I'm being serious," she said and then suddenly lifted her leg up, her right leg moving in a circular motion, executing a high kick. Matsuda backed off just in time, as her foot nearly hit his face.
"Whoa, careful!" Matsuda exclaimed, as he stumbled and fell on his back. "You could have hit me!"
Nathalie giggled and made a toothy grin. "Sorry, I told you I was going to do it."
Matsuda frowned at that, as he got up. "That wasn't a split. That was a high kick."
Nathalie shook her head. "Nope, it was a split. It was only for a split second, but you saw my kick didn't you?"
Matsuda widened his eyes, as he remembered the details of Nathalie's kick. He remembered how straight her leg was by the time it reached its zenith of her kick, her foot near at the height of his face. He realized then what she meant by split. Her legs probably were a perfect 180 degrees apart during that kick. Too bad, he couldn't see her panties because her leg was too close to his face, but… well… at least that's something.
Matsuda clapped semi-gently with a smile on his face. "Well played, Nathalie. Well played."
"Thanks… teehee…" Nathalie laughed, as she played her hair.
"You really can do the splits…" Matsuda stated, as he moved closer to his girlfriend and hugged her, his heart beating wildly against her cute body.
Nathalie returned the hug and shook her head.
"Actually I can't," Nathalie admitted.
Matsuda broke the hug for a while and looked Nathalie in the face in confusion.
"You can't? But didn't you jus-"
"Yeah, but that was a high kick, not a split – not really anyway," Nathalie explained. "When it comes to doing the static stretching I could only go up to 160 degrees – 20 degrees away from a true split. See?"
Nathalie slid her legs apart and tried to do the splits but her pelvis couldn't reach the floor, despite her efforts. In other words, she really couldn't do the splits. She then stood up from the floor.
"Oh… I see…" Matsuda said. But Nathalie wasn't finished yet.
"But… when I do this…" Nathalie walked to the other end of Matsuda's room…
"HIIIYAAA!" she yelled in a karate-like fashion, before doing the same circular kick as before as before.
This time he saw the kick in detail. She lifted her right leg up with her knee bent at first, before her leg went straight by the time it reached its zenith, her foot at about the height of her face and then coming down with her leg still straight. The white frills on her blue skirt also fluttered, as her leg moved up, something Matsuda found especially cute.
Her kicking motion reminded Matsuda of a clock, except that her leg went counter-clockwise and the beginning of her kick her knee was bent. But other than that, he could see it clearly. Her legs were 180 degrees apart. She was doing the splits! But the best part of all… he could see the form and color of her white panties underneath her tights!
"…then I can do the splits, even if it's for a brief second. I once took karate classes when I was younger, so I'm used to kicking but I could never do the splits. Despite it all, I was able to achieve flexibility to the degree you just saw…" Nathalie explained, before realizing that Matsuda wasn't paying attention to her. Matsuda seemed to be daydreaming, if his excessive drooling said anything.
Nathalie snapped her fingers, waking him up.
"Hey, pay attention when I'm talking to you!" she scolded him.
"S-sorry…" Matsuda apologized, bowing his head.
Nathalie huffed and folded her arms in front of her chest.
"Seriously, I show you my flexibility and you're already going gaga. You've got to be the weirdest person on earth!" Nathalie remarked with a pout.
"Well… what can I say? It's not a normal fetish," Matsuda responded sheepishly.
"You're damn right it isn't!" Nathalie answered back.
They said nothing for a while, until Nathalie spoke up.
"Matsuda?" Nathalie said.
"Yeah?" Matsuda responded.
"Thanks…" she replied with a gentle smile forming on her face.
"What for?" Matsuda asked.
"For making me feel… so special… you know… I…" Nathalie fumbled around with her words trying not to sound cheesy, but pushed herself to saying these things regardless. "…I… always thought that no guy could ever want me… I'm not what is considered the ideal girl… with good looks… lady-like manners… or… b-b-big boobs…" she stuttered the last part. "…but you… looked past that. You bore with me… and found things you actually loved about me… like my flexibility which I still think is a weird thing to like! So…"
She stopped speaking, went up to Matsuda, and kissed him on the lips. Matsuda returned it and they kissed with fervent passion. They parted for Nathalie to finish her sentence.
"…Thank you. For being my boyfriend…" Nathalie said lovingly.
Matsuda didn't say a word. Instead, he just nodded and kissed her again. They did so for a few minutes until, they both parted to catch their breath. Neither of them said anything for a while, until Matsuda made a playful remark.
"You know," Matsuda said, as he made a lecherous grin. "If it's not too much to ask. Can you do those kicks again? I really love them…"
Nathalie made a flirtatious smile. "Oh, so you're desperate to see my kicks, huh?"
"Yeah…" Matsuda nodded eagerly. "Please do ten of them…"
Nathalie giggled and went back near the wall. She readied her legs and did another high kick, her skirt showing off her underwear as she did so. Matsuda stared at her, as her legs quickly but gracefully moved in a clockwise direction, doing the splits at its zenith before descending down with her leg straight.
She giggled, as she did a curtsey with her skirt. "Sexy, huh?" she teased her boyfriend flirtatiously.
"Yeah! Please do some more!" Matsuda begged her.
Nathalie laughed.
She readied her tight-wearing legs and did her rotating high kicks repeatedly, showing off her flexibility with her temporary 180 degrees leg splits. She alternated between left and right, waiting a few seconds to recover before doing it again.
By the time she did her tenth kick, Matsuda had slowly moved closer and then suddenly grabbed her left leg in mid-air right when her legs were doing the splits, holding her by her ankles. She yelped as she groaned in pain.
"OW! What are you doing?" she cried out as she tried to readjust herself.
"Making you do the splits," Matsuda teased.
"L-Let me go… argh… I can't do the splits for so long… please let me go…" Nathalie groaned in pain.
Matsuda partially acceded to her wish and let go off her leg, only for him to carry her to the bed and throw themselves on it.
"You tricked me…" Nathalie accused him, as she rubbed her overstretched leg in pain.
"Sorry… I just couldn't resist…" Matsuda replied, before letting out a laugh.
Nathalie fumed but then smirked and then tackling him on the bed. The two lovers wrestled around once again. Eventually, their desire became more intense until… they could hold it in no longer.
Flashback end – about 11:11 pm – Kuoh, Motohama's house, living room
"Wow, you've… got some really weird fetishes there…" Issei remarked with a sweat drop running down his face.
"Yeah, really weird ones…" Motohama added with a deadpan look after hearing Matsuda's story so far.
Matsuda took offense at that. "Hey! Flexible girls with flexible legs are the best – including those of short girls like Nathalie! You guys, should really appreciate flexible girls!" Matsuda protested.
Right now, all three of them were sitting on the couch drinking sprite. By now, they had just finished the bottle of coke and had opened a bottle of sprite just a few minutes ago.
Issei and Motohama looked at each other for a moment before agreeing on something.
"Dude, as much we understand that you have your own fetishes. Yours are still weird," Issei stated bluntly.
"Yeah, the skirt and leggings fetish I can understand but the fetish about girls being able to do the splits… I still have a hard time believing they exist…" Motohama commented before Matsuda interrupted him.
"Hey! Boobs aren't everything. They're good, no denying that! But flexible legs can be just as sexy as big boobs. You just wait!" Matsuda declared boldly.
""Sure… whatever…"" Issei and Motohama said dismissively.
"But, that aside for the moment. You haven't quite explained what was so horrifying about your date," Motohama said, guiding the conversation back to the issue at hand.
"I agree. You mentioned something about a mysterious cry for help earlier. Was that what scared the crap out of you earlier?" Issei asked.
Matsuda shook his head. "Oh, believe me. I wouldn't come running here for help for something as simple as that."
"But still did you ever find out who made that call for help or where it came from?" Issei asked.
"Nope," Matsuda shook his head again. "Never did. But that didn't matter anyway, compared to the hell that came after I had sex with Natha-"
""YOU DID WHAT!?"" Issei and Motohama screamed, making Matsuda flinch back, as the two towered over his cowering form threateningly.
"YOU HAD SEX!?" Motohama yelled in outrage.
"YOU TRAITOR! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO LOSE OUR VIRGINITY TOGETHER!" Issei yelled, as well.
"That last part sounded so wrong," Matsuda said quietly at first. "I mean: I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! YOU CAN BEAT ME UP LATER! ONLY LET ME TELL THE REST OF MY STORY, OK?"
Flashback five and a half hours ago…
Matsuda was lying in bed with Nathalie with his pants down. Nathalie was lying on top of him with her clothes still on, except for the fact that her black tights were torn and her panties barely on. The reason for that was that Matsuda (because of his fetish for Nathalie's clothes) wanted to have sex with her with her clothes on, but in the process, he tore open a part of her tights in order to have sex with her. Nathalie was kind of upset about having her tights torn but in the aftermath of multiple climaxes, it didn't matter.
They had no regrets or cares about the consequences. They wanted it and it felt great.
Because of that, both Nathalie and Matsuda were exhausted and were now panting next to each other, sharing the occasional kisses with the other. It felt like heaven.
After some time, Nathalie got up from the bed.
"I'm going to take a shower," she told him.
"Sure thing," Matsuda replied.
Nathalie went to the bathroom door and closed the door.
Matsuda lay in bed, as he pumped his fist in the air.
'Take that, guys,' Matsuda said mentally to his buddies elsewhere who were on their own dates.
He finally did it. He lost his virginity – to a girl!
"Hehehe…" he laughed. If Issei and Motohama found out about this, they would be exploding in rage.
Speaking of which, he wondered how the two of them were going to execute their plan of getting their girlfriends to watch porn with them and then have sex.
Matsuda smirked. It seems there is more than one way to reach the goal. Having a fetish date at home works even better.
As he lay there, he got up figuring that some surprise shower sex would be ideal. Matsuda walked up quietly to the door, his footsteps being as silent as possible, as he put his ear against to hear what his girlfriend might be doing (or saying or singing if she was doing any of these things).
What he heard through the door shocked him however.
"*Sob*… *sob*… *hick*…" Matsuda heard through the door.
Matsuda widened his eyes. Was Nathalie… crying?
Matsuda listened more intently, as he pressed his ear closer to the door. Why was she crying? Matsuda hoped it wasn't because of anything he had done to her…
What he heard though shattered that theory, when he heard Nathalie speak.
"…I love you… I… love… *sob* you… Matsuda…" Matsuda heard her say.
Matsuda blinked in surprise. Did she find out that he was listening?
"But… I… *sob* don't want to leave him… *sniff*…" she sobbed.
It was obvious to Matsuda now that she was talking to herself. So much for that. But what on earth did she mean by not wanting to leave him.
"He… loves me… *hick*… he loves everything about me… *sob*… so why… must… I leave him *sniff*…" Nathalie cried softly.
Matsuda was gripped with anxiety and bewilderment. Leaving him. What does that mean? Was she going to move somewhere? Why? Their relationship was just getting started and now she had to leave?
"I know… I know that…" she groaned. "He heard his cries for help… I know… *sob*… But that shouldn't be a reason to get rid of him… *sniff*…"
Wait a minute. Did she just say "heard his cries for help"? Did she mean the voice he heard earlier? What's more, was she talking to someone? It didn't seem like she take her phone with her up here earlier. So who…?
"Please, I beg you!" he heard Nathalie plead frantically. "Please! Please don't do this! *sob* I'll do anything. Anything you want. Just… just…"
Matsuda heard Nathalie's voice getting weaker until he heard a thud from the inside.
That was it for the bald-headed pervert. He tried to open the door.
"NATHALIE! ARE YOU OK? WHAT'S GOING ON!?" Matsuda called out desperately, as he tried to open the door.
But before he could…
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"What the…" Matsuda exclaimed until his vision turned blurry. He tried to fight against his fatigue but had a hard time maintaining his consciousness. He fell to the ground.
When he awoke, he saw… that he wasn't in his room anymore. But in some dark otherworldly dimension with some white platforms that were formed as if they were some kind of game stage.
"What the frigg!" he exclaimed.
What was happening? How did he get here? Was this a dream? It has got to be. How else was this possible? But then his thoughts went back to what he saw just a few seconds ago.
"Nathalie!" Matsuda exclaimed.
Something was going on. He didn't know what it was, but it had something to do with her. Nevertheless, he couldn't shake the feeling that she too was a victim in all this, despite her keeping secrets from him.
The questions for now are "Who was Nathalie talking to?" and "Who was that mysterious voice crying for help?"
'Though scratch that,' Matsuda reasoned. 'The more immediate question is: How do I get out of here?'
Matsuda looked at the pathway that was before him. Right now, the one he was on was quite long, like a pathway. Further up was the next platform that would give him access to the platforms above him. The way these platforms were set up was that Matsuda had to climb all the way up to get to the top.
"Holy crap!" Matsuda exclaimed, as he looked upwards with the end nowhere in sight. This was going to take forever…
Flashback end – about 11:17 pm – Kuoh, Motohama's house, living room
"Let me get this straight," Motohama said, trying to get a grasp of what he had just heard. "You're telling me that you ended up in a dream world of some kind with a lot of platforms, is that right?"
"Yup," Matsuda confirmed with a single nod.
"And you… climbed those stairs all the way, right?" Issei asked.
"Yup," Matsuda nodded again.
"Was it… difficult?" Motohama asked.
"No, it was a walk in the park. Ehehehehe… Of course, it was difficult! And not only that, it was a friggin' nightmare!" Matsuda said sarcastically before exclaiming the answer seriously.
"Why what happened while you were there?" Issei asked.
"Well…" Matsuda began as he relayed his horrors.
Flashback
Matsuda was jogging, climbing and jumping across platforms and blocks, going higher and higher. Matsuda had to admit, he had no idea how hard platform-game characters like Mario had, doing what they did. They had to be quite athletic to run and jump around like that.
Matsuda looked down below to see how far he has made. He saw that he managed to climb up more than a hundred meters by now. Admirable… except…
Matsuda groaned when he saw how much he still needed to climb. The platforms went up into dark blackness, stretching into what looks like infinity. It was as if he was playing a game with only one level – an extremely long level.
Nevertheless, whining wasn't going to change anything, so he just continued running. While Matsuda was running, he came across yet another platform he had to jump over to get there. At first, doing that was kind of scary. He even hesitated to jump for a while before mustering his courage. Doing this repeatedly (and the distance between platforms was something that Matsuda could handle) did help young platform-jumper Matsuda to get used to it.
Matsuda jumped… and when he landed…
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Matsuda's heart almost stopped at the terrifying sound that echoed through the void. He looked around in bewilderment. What was that? What made that noise?
He looked above him, but saw nothing except more platforms. He looked down next. He saw nothing but more platforms until…
"What the…" Matsuda squinted his eyes when he saw something running on the platforms at the very bottom.
What Matsuda saw was a being that looked like bear. It seemed to have brown fur and round ears, like any ordinary bear, except… that it ran on its hind legs for some reason and… did that bear have three eyes?
((WOLOLOLOLOLOLO! MUST HUMP UNDER EIGHTEEN-YEAR OLDS… MUST HUMP THEM…)) that… bear-thing hollered, as it jumped up the block with ease.
Matsuda felt a chill down his spine.
He didn't know what it was, but whatever it was he did not want to be anywhere near it. Matsuda ran a bit faster, his jog turning into a slow run. He ran and jumped from platform to platform and climbed blocks like his life depended on it, but looking down below… that… three-eyed bear-thing… was slowly but surely gaining on him at eighty meters distance and counting.
Matsuda was getting nervous; he tried to run a bit faster, climbing faster, too. But that freak of nature was constantly howling and hollering its perversity – which made Matsuda even more scared.
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"What the heck is that thing!?" Matsuda cried out desperately.
He could hear that bear come closer. He looked down in fear and saw it was at about a sixty meters distance below him!
Out of panic, he ran as fast as he could, terrified for his life.
"I don't wanna die… I don't wanna die… I don't wanna die…" Matsuda rambled fearfully. This was a complete nightmare, as if he didn't have enough problems with Nathalie.
Suddenly…
"Argh!" Matsuda held his head in pain, as he stumbled forward and fell to his knees. Something hit him mentally with images rushing into his mind.
"Matsuda… You know I love you…but… we can't be together anymore…"
"You have to let go of me…"
"The c3VjY3VidXM= is coming for you… she plans on consuming your souls… You and the others have to go… leave this facility… and us…"
"I hope you find someone who will love you… just as much as I did… Please live on… I… love… you…"
"Nathalie…?" Matsuda spoke weakly. Were those memories? What was she talking about? And why did those memories seem so… familiar? He could have sworn that Nathalie had never said those things to him and yet… why did it feel like she did?
His thoughts were interrupted when he saw the three-eyed version of pedo-bear… on the same platform height level as he was! And it was really close to getting to him!
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Matsuda scrambled to get up and started to sprint once again, despite how pointless it was, since the monstrosity of a bear would catch him anyway. He saw there was another platform nearby that he had to jump to next, but the end of the trail of platforms was far away. So why was he still running…?
'Nathalie…' Matsuda thought, as the bear came within twenty meters distance.
'I don't know… what you meant with those words just now…'
Ten meters distance.
'…But I know one thing… I…'
Five meters.
'…will…'
Three.
'…live!'
One.
Matsuda jumped… the bear got ready to jump, too, until…
[Get your hands off him!] a voice suddenly bellowed.
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"WAAAH!" Matsuda cried out, as he landed on the next platform, falling on his stomach.
He turned to look around and saw that the platform was destroyed and the bear was nowhere to be seen. Matsuda looked down and saw a huge red dragon taking three-eyed pedo-molester with him in one of his claws, falling down towards the abyss in rapid speed… until they disappeared.
Matsuda wondered. Did that dragon just talk?
Suddenly…
[FWWOOOSH!]
A ball of fire came bursting out of the darkness, coming right towards Matsuda's platform.
"WHAAAA!" Matsuda screamed and closed his eyes.
He thought he was a goner for sure, but when he opened his eyes… he saw that the platform he was on was being pushed up at high-speed instead!
Matsuda held on tight, as the platform rose up at a rapid speed, moving past platforms until… Matsuda could reach the light. Matsuda covered his eyes once more as the light enveloped him.
Just before the light enveloped him, Matsuda thought to have heard the dragon from before call out to him.
[Young Matsuda! Warn the others! She's coming for you!]
The next moment, Matsuda woke up with a startled cry.
Flashback end – about 11:23 pm – Kuoh, Motohama's house, living room
"…By the time I woke up, it was already night-time. I wondered about everything that had happened until I remembered Nathalie. When I checked the bathroom, she was already gone. I don't know whether she left already or… something else had happened. Whatever the case, I was so freaked out by everything that had happened that I ran out that night looking for you guys for help and… you know the rest…" Matsuda finished his story.
Issei and Motohama sat there in silence and shock. Everything Matsuda just said… It was just like their dates – especially Issei's. These visions were also assaulting Matsuda, too? This was getting really creepy. But what's even creepier is that what Matsuda said seemed to align with what Julie's note said.
"Did you ask your parents what happened to Nathalie?" Issei asked. Matsuda shook his head.
"No. They were out of the house visiting a friend's place in Hokkaido and they won't be back until Wednesday. So, I had no idea of what happened to her," Matsuda replied.
"Wait. You said she was talking to someone. Any idea who?" Motohama asked this time.
"Nope, no clue," Matsuda answered.
"That cry for help who do y-" Issei asked but was cut off.
"Look. I don't know! OK!" Matsuda shouted in frustration, before calming down.
"Look, guys… I've got all these… things in my mind right now… and I… can't think straight right now… I just need to rest right now…" Matsuda said in fatigue.
Issei and Motohama looked at their friend with pity. He went through a lot today and they understood that, since they had also gone through a lot today. Their girlfriends behaving weird… and mysterious premonitions. Nevertheless, they laid their hands on his shoulders to comfort. Matsuda looked at them with fatigue, whereas Motohama and Issei smiled in return.
"Dude, we unterstand, man. We're friends. Friends are supposed to be there for one another, right?" Motohama asked rhetorically.
Issei nodded. "Besides, I think you should really listen to what we have to say… I think, maybe… just maybe… it may have something to do with your situation."
Matsuda's eyes showed a spark of interest. He sat upright, as his friends removed their hands from his shoulder.
"OK… What have you got?" Matsuda asked interested.
Issei gulped, as he mustered his courage to tell of the harrowing day he had. He wasn't quite comfortable in doing so, but he felt like he had to tell them.
"Well, I think I should start with my date. It all started when…"
And thus Issei told him of his date with Sally and how everything went well until he said something that caused Sally to run away crying. When he came to the part where he encountered and killed that rapist both of them were sitting wide-eyed and their mouths agape.
"You killed a guy…" Matsuda said incredulously.
"Uhuh. Turned his head to… mush," Issei said, as he tried not to get sick.
"And… you also had visions of your parents getting killed, too?" Motohama asked.
"Yup, for some reason. It feels like some kind of déjà-vu or something… like I've seen it somewhere before… It's strange… but also terrifying…" Issei somberly.
Matsuda only nodded in sympathy. He felt the same way, too, when he got his visions earlier. His also felt familiar, but he could have sworn that he had never even lived those memories. So why did he get them?
"So, what did you do then?" Motohama asked.
"I ran! I didn't want to stick around in a crime scene! After that I bumped into you and… well you know the rest," Issei told Motohama.
"Man, this is sick…" Matsuda commented, shaking his head.
After finishing his story, Motohama told Matsuda of his own date with Julie and how she too had been upset for some reason, before leaving. He also pulled out the note that Julie had left behind and gave it Matsuda.
Matsuda took it and widened his eyes after reading its contents.
"Guys, about the part 'You must be careful. She is still out there. And she wants revenge.' I think… that dragon in my dream said the same thing!"Matsuda deduced.
"Yeah. But who is 'she' and why does she want revenge?" Motohama asked.
Issei put his hand to his chin. "I don't know… but what we do know is that Nathalie and Julie have something to do with that mysterious person…"
Matsuda and Motohama looked down sadly. It hurt them that their girlfriends might be keeping secrets like that from them – more so if it involves their lives. Just what on earth was going on…?
"There are two things about that letter that bothers me…" Issei spoke up.
Matsuda and Motohama looked at Issei in confusion.
"What things?" Motohama asked.
"The first thing: It's the part about that anime you and Julie watched. What did you say about it?" Issei wondered.
Motohama tried to think back. It wasn't easy to remember what he had said. What on earth did he say back then?
"I can't remember… Sorry, man. Maybe I can figure it out later," Motohama assured Issei.
"OK, no problem," Issei told him. "There's no rush… for the moment…"
"And what's the second thing?" Matsuda queried.
"Well, about 'Be on your guard. Look for th-'"
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