Kokoro Connect Volume 2: Kizu Random (eBook)

Sadanatsu Anda (Autor)

eBook Download: EPUB

2018
314 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-2602-6 (ISBN)

Infos

The five members of the Cultural Research Club are finally free from the body-swap! At last, everything is back to normal... or so they thought.
Now «Heartseed» is back, and it's got a new trick up its sleeve. This time, their bodies are moving on autopilot, acting on the innermost desires of their hearts. For some, this is harmless-but for others, it could mean the end of their friendships, their club, or even their entire high school careers.
They know they can trust each other... but can they trust themselves? Find out in volume 2 of the hit ensemble dramedy light novel from award-winning author Sadanatsu Anda!

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Next she pulled off her tie. Then, without stopping, her hands moved straight to the buttons on her blouse.

Snap.

There went the top button.

Snap.

Then the second.

The sound was distractingly loud.

Snap.

Then the third.

Now her chest was completely exposed—pale skin that would ordinarily never see the light of day in public. Combined with the starched white of her shirt, she was practically glowing. Her patterned black bra had no lace or frills. Her skin was so translucent, the veins peeking out near the bottom of her cleavage drew his gaze in like a magnet.

Then his brain finally kicked in.

What is she doing?

Evidently he’d forgotten how to say words until that moment.

“The hell are you doing, taking your clothes off in here?! It’s freezing! This is the clubroom! This isn’t your house! Did you forget I’m sitting right here?!” Flustered at his own delayed reaction, he blurted everything out at once... but Inaba ignored him and finished unbuttoning her shirt completely. “Stop! Hold on! Calm down, Inaba! I-Is your back itchy or something?! J-Just put your clothes back on, for god’s sake!”

But in spite of Taichi’s plea, Inaba slid her unbuttoned shirt down her shoulders, baring her upper back for all to see and exposing her pale, slender, sexy curves.

Then, with her shirt draped lazily over her forearms and hips, she roughly flung her laptop to the side, got out of her chair, and climbed onto the table in Taichi’s direction.

The wood creaked under her full weight. She was now right before his eyes... and in a state of significant undress.

Taichi froze, unable to speak. He kept his eyes firmly on hers, willing himself not to look at her nearly-bare torso. Her normally steely facade was now flushed and feverish and... desperate.

“Hurry up and take those clothes off,” she said, looking straight into his eyes.

For a moment, he forgot to breathe.

“What do you mean, take my clothes off?! What for?! We’re at school, remember?! There’s gotta be a better place to do this—Wait, no! What am I saying?! It’s not what you think—I’m not getting any weird ideas in my head, okay?! Just... Just put your clothes back on, alright?!” At this point, his mouth was basically on autopilot.

“We can’t do it unless you get naked.” For a girl, her voice was rather deep and commanding... and in this context, it was extremely hot.

“Will you quit talking like that?! ...Wait, I get it! I’m onto you, you bully! Th-This is some kind of trick, isn’t it? And you want me to fall for it so you can point and laugh! Another one of your de-stress techniques, right? Haha... Well, you’re going way overb—”

She grabbed his arm, and instantly his words faltered. He could feel a strange heat radiating from her soft, delicate hand.

“Come on...” She took his hand, and though her grip was by no means forceful, Taichi found he couldn’t resist her. Then she began to guide it in the direction of her breasts—

“Whoa! Th-That’s crossing a line!” Taichi yanked his hand back before it could make contact with her black patterned bra... and in doing so, pulled Inaba forward along with it.

“Huh? Aah!”

Inaba lost her balance and toppled forward in Taichi’s direction. Unable to support her weight, Taichi’s center of gravity tipped backwards in his chair.

“Whoa!”

The chair and table clattered loudly to the floor as the two landed in a heap.

“Guh!” Sandwiched between the hard linoleum and Inaba’s body weight, the impact knocked the air from his lungs. “Ow ow ow... Hey, are you okay? ...Whoa!” During the fall, he’d used his body to shield Inaba, and as a result she was now straddling him with his arms around her. “I... I didn’t mean to touch you, I swear!” Squeezing his eyes shut, he hastily pushed her away—

Squish.

He felt something strangely soft and pillowy—something he had only ever experienced once prior, in fact.

Taichi opened his eyes.

He was touching her breasts with both hands.

Startled, his mind and body froze completely.

And then the clubroom door opened.

Taichi shifted his gaze to the door. Kiriyama and Aoki were standing there, rooted to the spot.

He could only imagine what it must have looked like—Inaba Himeko, half-naked, straddling Yaegashi Taichi, who was touching her breasts—

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! What the heck are you guys DOING, ohmi GAAAAWD!” Kiriyama howled at the top of her lungs.

Not that Taichi blamed her. If there was one thing he was good at, it was staying level-headed in a crisis.

“Break it up! Break it up! BREAK! IT! UP!” she screamed hysterically.

“Whoa, Yui! I get how you feel, but let’s take a deep breath, alright?” She was freaking out so badly, Aoki instinctively moved to calm her down.

“I kn—Hggh!” Before Taichi could get the words out, Inaba suddenly jumped to her feet, crushing his stomach. Without so much as an apology, she walked over and picked up her discarded clothing.

Taichi wracked his brain for something to say to her—I understand how you feel, but this is why I told you not to strip in the first place—you need to think about how other people will see it—

But then he took one look at her and stopped.

She was deathly pale; her hands shook as she struggled to put her uniform back on. Hell, she looked like she was on the verge of passing out. This was no time to be scolding her. All things considered, she was very clearly not in a normal state of mind.

“So? Care to explain what we just walked in on?” Kiriyama asked, seemingly unconcerned with Inaba’s current condition. The former karate champion’s eyes were naturally almond-shaped, but now they were narrowed into furious slits. Her toned body was shaking with boiling-hot rage, her long chestnut hair practically standing on end.

Meanwhile, Taichi was desperate to buy some time. “C-Can you give us a minute? We kinda need to figure that part out ourse—”

His words were drowned out by the sound of splintering wood. Something clattered in pieces to the floor. Then, once the room had fallen silent once more—

“TELL ME RIGHT NOW!”

Kiriyama Yui had driven her fist completely through the table—that is, the one that wasn’t knocked over—and snapped it in half.

She was completely overreacting, even by Kiriyama standards. This was way farther than she normally would have gone.

“Yui?! What the heck’s gotten into you?!” Aoki shouted, clearly panicked.

As if on cue, the rage faded from Kiriyama’s eyes, and the heat drained from her cheeks.

“How...? What happened? Ow, my hand! I’m... bleeding...? What? Did... Did I do that to the table? I did, didn’t I? So it wasn’t a dream... What’s going on? Why would I do this? It doesn’t make sense... I wasn’t that angry about it... Why...? Oh god... I’m scared...” Kiriyama began to tremble, her eyes filled with tears.

And then the last member of the CRC arrived—the club president, Nagase Iori.

“ ‘Sup guys... Wait, what happened to the TABLES?! Why is that one straight-up BROKEN?! This whole room is a freaking mess! ...Wait, Yui, you’re bleeding! Let me see!” Nagase strode right over to Kiriyama and took her hand. “Okay... Just a small cut, it looks like. Let’s get you washed up in the bathroom. Then we’ll head to the nurse’s office to patch you up, okay?”

“I-Iori...!” Kiriyama burst into loud sobs.

“Hey now, what’s wrong? Does it hurt? It’s okay. It’s all okay now.” Nagase pulled Kiriyama into a tight hug and stroked her long hair reassuringly. “Taichi! Aoki! Inaban! What’re you just standing around for? We need to get this mess cleaned up and report it to the staff room!”

And so, thanks to Nagase’s quick thinking and initiative, the situation was resolved... if only on the surface.

After that, the CRC went straight home.

■□■□■

That night, after he got home from school, Taichi sat in his room and stared at the wall, thinking about everything that had happened that day.

Inaba seduced him. Then Kiriyama got way, way, way too angry about it.

Neither of them had seemed very rational. When asked about it later on, both of them said they hadn’t wanted or intended to do it, and yet somehow they went and did it anyway.

It made no sense. What was that?

But for all his contemplation, he was no closer to an answer.

Good thing Nagase was there to save the day, he thought. Who knows what might’ve happened if she hadn’t turned up when she did.

At the end of the day, Nagase was a reliable friend—

Just then, Taichi heard a voice.

[Are you just going to let things stay like this forever?]

Was it coming from somewhere outside his room? No.

Did he imagine it? No.

Did he say it himself? No.

Was it a memory he replayed in his mind? No.

Did it skip his ears and go...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 24.10.2018
• Reihe/Serie: Kokoro Connect
• Reihe/Serie: Kokoro Connect
• Illustrationen: Shiromizakana
• Übersetzer: Molly Lee
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• Schlagworte: body-swap • Comedy • Drama • Friendship • Paranormal • Psychological • Slice of Life
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-2602-5 / 1718326025
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-2602-6 / 9781718326026