My Love Simulation with Them-Chapter 261: Mi-Minami-kun, N-No, Wait—!

The train ride was quick.

From the station to the apartment street—barely any time at all.

"Around 11 o'clock... should be fine."

He checked the time on his phone—just before 11.

Perfect—between breakfast and lunch. A polite time for a visit.

Carrying a small gift bag, he headed to the building.

He'd chosen a simple box of sweets—not too expensive, but something sure to please.

At the entrance, he easily entered using the same room number and password Satou had used.

Smoothly, he took the elevator to the 8th floor.

No unexpected run-ins with Satou—a relief.

After all, sneaking in using her code without permission was... not ideal.

Stepping out, Minami walked confidently to unit 803.

"This is it."

Standing before the closed door, he raised his hand.

Ding dong—

The low chime echoed.

Minami looked up, waiting for the door to open.

It wasn't a long wait.

But for him, it felt like an eternity.

After all, whether in simulation or real life—this would be his first time meeting Sayuri Matsuzaka.

No matter what—Minami hoped the person behind that door was someone normal, someone easy to talk to.

Thinking this, he narrowed his eyes.

Behind the door, soft sounds began to stir.

Footsteps, growing closer.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Then—

Click.

With the clear sound of the lock turning, the door to Unit 803 creaked open a tiny crack.

Minami could feel it.

Someone was peering at him through that narrow opening, studying him.

Because the room inside was dim—lights off—and the door barely ajar, he couldn't make out the person's face.

So he spoke first.

"Excuse me. I'm a friend of Satou Matsuzaka. I apologize for dropping by unannounced, but I'd like to ask you a few things regarding her."

"...Satou's... friend?"

A soft, airy female voice floated from inside the room.

Then, the door slowly swung open.

And finally—Minami got his first look at the woman behind it.

She had long, flowing hair the color of deep violet silk.

She wore a pink dress, and her delicate face bore a certain resemblance to Satou—about thirty or forty percent alike in appearance.

At first glance, she seemed like a youthful, fashionably dressed older woman.

But—

Minami's brows furrowed.

It wasn't because of her outfit.

It was because of the bandages.

Bandages wrapped around her pale face.

A strip across her smooth forehead.

More wrapped around her slender legs.

In total, at least five or six visible spots were bandaged.

And Minami—his eyes sharp, trained—spotted bruises around her wrists.

His frown deepened.

With his Level 2 medical skill, he could tell immediately.

These weren't caused by a simple fall.

They were deliberate.

Someone had done this to her.

What the hell...?

Minami's eyes glinted.

Abuse?

By who?

Satou Matsuzaka?

No—definitely not.

Though Satou was... unconventional, Minami couldn't see her harming her own aunt.

More importantly, she had no motive.

Hmm...

And judging from Sayuri Matsuzaka's stained, unkempt dress...

Minami took a slow, deep breath.

He could sense it now.

It wasn't just Satou Matsuzaka who wasn't normal.

The woman before him—Sayuri Matsuzaka—was clearly not right, either.

Minami's keen senses picked up something else—a foul odor drifting from within the apartment.

Unnatural.

This person is not normal.

But—

"Hello."

Minami stood calmly, gaze unwavering.

"I'm Shouji Minami . A friend of Satou from school."

"...Hmm..."

Sayuri didn't answer at first.

She tilted her head, studying him with an odd, almost curious look.

Then—

Her lips curled into a bright smile.

"Hello. I'm Satou's aunt."

Minami gave a neutral nod.

He could feel it.

Though she smiled, her eyes held no warmth at all.

Something's off.

Very off.

But—

He'd already decided to learn the truth about Satou Matsuzaka.

There was no backing down now.

With determination, Minami raised his head and spoke firmly.

"Pardon me, but may I come in?"

"My, my..."

Sayuri's smile widened.

"Of course. Please, come in."

She stepped aside.

But her lavender-blue eyes never left Minami for a second.

Click.

The door shut behind him with a crisp snap.

Inside, the odor grew stronger.

The floor was dry, yet the very air felt damp with the smell.

And Minami—he recognized it.

The scent of lust. The aftermath of sex.

He knew it well—after all, he'd just spent the night "sharing guitar techniques" with Hitori.

But this?

This room was saturated with it.

Even in the entryway, it was overpowering.

"Please, come in."

Sayuri's voice was light, almost teasing, behind him.

An ordinary young man might hesitate here—might make an excuse and leave.

But Minami?

"Thank you for having me."

Without pause, he stepped inside.

The deeper he went, the thicker the stench.

Finally, in the living room, it faded slightly.

"No tea, I'm afraid. But please, have some water."

Sayuri sat across from him, passing over a glass of clear water.

Light reflected off its surface.

Minami didn't drink.

He simply thanked her politely and offered the gift box in return.

"Sorry again for the sudden visit. Please accept this."

"Oh my..."

Sayuri's eyes lit up, smile widening.

"You didn't need to go to such trouble."

She took the box.

After a bit of small talk, Minami was about to speak—

But Sayuri cut him off.

"Minami-kun."

"...Yes?"

Minami looked at her.

"Are you really Satou's friend?"

She smiled. But her eyes were still cold as ice.

She studied Minami with an almost thoughtful gaze and continued speaking:

"For a girl like Satou, a boy like you—shining from head to toe—is simply too far out of reach."

That's right.

Shining.

That was Sayuri Matsuzaka's first impression of Minami.

His manner—confident, mature.

His looks—so handsome that even she felt her heart skip.

Those pure, pitch-black eyes.

A man like this, even in a city like Tokyo, would be rare—a true prize.

In her eyes, someone like him had nothing to do with her niece, Satou.

Her lips curled into a smile, her eyes glittering with amusement.

And yet—somehow...

That amused smile, that playful tone, called to mind not innocence—but something more sinister.

Like a venomous snake, or a spider hiding beneath a camouflage of friendliness.

"I really am Satou's friend. You're free to confirm that with her," Minami replied calmly, his fingers idly tracing the rim of the glass she'd given him—but he didn't take a sip.

"...I see?"

Sayuri tilted her head, her expression unreadable. Even Minami couldn't tell if she believed him or not.

Still—whether she believed him or not, Minami had questions he needed answered.

"I came here today to ask you a few things about Satou. If possible, I hope you can help clarify some matters for me."

"Questions...?"

Sayuri's head cocked further, and her smile deepened.

What a clean young man.

She studied him intently.

So clean.

So pure.

Though someone had already claimed a piece of that purity for themselves... even so, he still radiated a brilliant, youthful glow.

That spark in his eyes—so full of confidence.

She could tell—he'd probably never known true hardship.

It itched.

Her heart itched.

She wanted to stain him.

Right here, right now.

Sayuri propped her head on a slender hand, eyes narrowing with mirth.

"If I answer your questions, Minami-kun... what will you give me in return?"

Her gentle voice wrapped around him like silk.

Her sea-blue eyes locked onto his, drawing him in.

It was as if she were casting a net—like a sorceress seeking to capture a butterfly in her web.

A witch, dwelling in an ancient castle, each smile and glance laced with bewitching power.

Minami noticed this too.

But he didn't flinch.

His gaze rose, calm and unwavering.

"What is it you want, Matsuzaka-san?"

A simple question, his tone as steady as ever.

Sayuri blinked, her amusement growing.

"...What I want?"

She chuckled and stood.

Her figure—slender and curvy—seemed all the more alluring in her pink dress.

She moved slowly behind Minami.

"I think you already know what I want, Minami-kun."

Her fingers trailed across his shoulder, gleaming eyes glittering.

"I'm more curious how you've held yourself back this long."

Her touch grew bolder, fingers gliding down his arm.

Her smile widened.

Then, leaning close to his ear, she whispered:

"How many times last night? Twice? Three times?"

Minami's brow twitched.

Was she seriously asking about that!?

She chuckled, watching his reaction.

"It's obvious, really. I can tell at a glance."

She licked her lips.

"Your partner—must be a lovely girl. Young. Pure. Just like you. Otherwise, there's no way she could've caught your eye."

Her pale fingers slid lower across his chest.

"Still... you're not satisfied yet, are you?"

She traced slow circles on his chest.

Even as she caressed a minor, there was not a shred of shame on her face.

Only mounting interest.

She grabbed his hand, pressing it against her waist.

Minami could feel her softness, even through the thin fabric of her dress.

"A shame... such vitality, such youth..."

Her voice trembled with mock pity, tinged with seduction.

"Two or three times isn't enough, is it? Your body wants more, doesn't it?"

Like a succubus, her words slid into his ear.

"It's okay... It's totally fine. As a man, those desires are natural."

She slid behind him, arms snaking around his neck.

"There's no need to hold back, Minami-kun. Just let it out. I won't mind at all."

"Slap me. Hit me. Do whatever you want. I don't care. Let your desires run free—show me everything inside you."

She pulled his head to her chest, murmuring:

"Because... this is love. Accepting all of you—that's love."

Her tone was honey-sweet.

Those blue eyes glowed with a twisted motherly affection.

Her face—so beautiful—now brimming with a seduction that could break any man.

Don't hesitate.

Don't worry.

Release yourself—desire me.

For Sayuri Matsuzaka, this was her definition of love.

Like an ancient enchantress, luring prey into the depths of desire.

And yet—

"Release my desire...?"

Minami's voice cut through her enchantment.

Sayuri's brows arched.

She could feel it.

Just one more push...

One more step...

And she could make this young man hers.

She'd done it so many times before.

Everyone has their breaking point—their true nature.

She only needed to guide him there...

She reached for her most practiced allure, ready to seal the deal—

SLAM!

Suddenly, a powerful force from Minami's hand twisted her body around.

"Huh?"

Sayuri, caught off guard, found herself straddling Minami in an intimate, face-to-face position, arms hooked around his neck.

Her wide blue eyes stared into his calm, dark gaze.

"Do you really think," Minami asked with a cool chuckle, "you can make me give in to desire?"

A smooth laugh.

A calm question.

Hearing that voice, Sayuri Matsuzaka instinctively raised her head.

And then—she saw him.

Underneath that tousled black hair, Minami's eyes were fixed on her.

But something was different.

This time, a faint smile was playing on Minami's lips.

Just an ordinary smile.

But—Sayuri Matsuzaka had never felt anything like this before.

Her heart, usually calm as still water, suddenly surged like a stormy sea.

A smile was supposed to be a normal thing.

Even she could smile gently, warmly.

But Minami's smile... was on a completely different level.

It was as if he was born to provoke others' desires.

As if his very existence compelled people to want to possess that flawless smile from any angle.

As if anyone who saw it would fall for him—his face, his brows, his voice...

In that moment, Sayuri seemed to understand.

Why Minami had said, "Does Sayuri-san really think she can make me give in to desire?"

If Sayuri was the bewitching witch of ancient times—

Then Minami was charm incarnate.

Her deep sea-blue eyes widened.

She realized that even with all her experience, she couldn't resist this young man's allure.

Her face began to flush with intense heat.

A searing, burning sensation surged through her.

She had never felt anything like this—completely thrown off.

And the position they were in...

She hadn't cared before.

But now—why did it feel so embarrassing?

Sayuri couldn't understand.

Had Satou been here, she would've been stunned.

To see the normally composed, seductive Sayuri Matsuzaka showing such girlish expressions.

Even her voice, usually calm and teasing, now trembled:

"M-Minami-kun... if you want to talk, can we do it later? Let me down first..."

Being this close—face to face with that bewitching smile—she simply couldn't handle it.

She made the request.

But—

"No."

"Huh?"

Sayuri's eyes went wide.

She looked at Minami, stunned.

"This is punishment for Sayuri-san."

A playful glint flickered in Minami's eyes.

The arm holding her soft waist tightened.

This woman... really had ulterior motives.

He had barely sat for three seconds before she started groping him.

Luckily, her target had been him. Any other man would've already been ensnared.

She wanted to seduce him?

Then let her see what it means to be seduced by a 10/10 charisma score!

His "Perfect Enchanting Smile"—fully unleashed.

First time, full power, face-to-face—the effect? 200%!

Minami refused to let go.

His eyes locked onto hers.

"Didn't Sayuri-san say I could do whatever I wanted? That I could vent however I liked? Was that all a lie?"

He reached out and gently lifted her chin.

"In this state... you'll have to take responsibility. Trying to run away now? That's not very proper, is it?"

He held her tightly, leaning close to her ear.

"Ah..." Sayuri opened her mouth, stunned.

She had never imagined things would turn out like this.

She was supposed to be in control.

But now—Minami had completely reversed the roles.

She was being toyed with.

And had no idea how to fight back.

Everything was upside down.

She had planned to dominate this innocent boy...

Now, he was the one in charge.

She tried to steady her breath—but the moment her eyes met his smile, her strength melted.

The words she wanted to say shrank down, becoming as soft as a shy girl's whisper:

"Minami-kun... what do you want from me...?"

She knew it.

She'd been completely outplayed.

And her attitude softened.

She became obedient.

Minami could feel the shift and nodded internally.

Though he sighed a bit.

When it came to Sayuri and Satou Matsuzaka...

He was definitely being forced to use his looks a lot more.

Not that he had much choice—they both responded to this tactic.

Well... in fairness, who didn't?

He sighed silently.

And then—

"I could let you go... but you'll have to pay a little price, Sayuri-san."

"...Anything. I'll listen to you."

All she wanted now was to be freed from this situation.

Hearing his words, she nodded without hesitation.

"You said it, Sayuri-san."

Minami's smile deepened.

"Just so we're clear... no take-backs. No matter what I ask, you have to do it. Even if you're exhausted, I won't let you off easy."

Even if you're exhausted, I won't let you stop?

That was way too suggestive.

Sayuri's eyes flickered—but she nodded:

"...I understand, Minami-kun. Just let me down."

"...Alright."

Finally, with her promise, Minami gently let her down.

"Phew..."

Sayuri exhaled softly.

She never imagined a seventeen-year-old boy could flip the situation so completely.

Her face flushed red.

She tidied her dress, smoothed her hair.

And then—she heard his voice.

"Sayuri-san, you said it yourself. You'll do whatever I ask."

"...Yes."

She nodded instinctively.

She wouldn't go back on her word.

"In that case..."

Minami smiled.

He stepped closer.

Step by step, drawing near.

"There's something I've been wanting you to do."

That damn smile—

Sayuri suddenly realized what he meant.

Her face flushed red, and she couldn't help but lower her head.

...

"As I thought... This is so much better."

Minami let out a satisfied sigh.

In front of him, Sayuri Matsuzaka lay limply on the heated carpet by the kotatsu, breathing slightly heavily.

Her face was flushed, as if she had just gone through intense exertion.

And in truth—that was exactly the case.

"Now this feels like a place someone can actually live in."

He pulled open the glass sliding door, and sunlight streamed into the previously darkened room.

The thick, oppressive odor from earlier had completely vanished.

What had once been a dusty, unkempt floor was now spotless and sparkling clean.

All the trash in the room had been taken out under Minami's command—and Sayuri's effort.

When he'd first arrived, this place hadn't even been fit for human habitation. But now, it had transformed entirely.

"See? Sayuri-san can get things done when she tries."

Feeling comfortable now, Minami praised her as she lay there.

He wasn't a neat freak—but the state of the room before had been far from suitable for conversation, let alone anything else.

So he'd simply made her clean it.

Sayuri, for her part, was much more obedient now.

She pushed herself up from the floor, occasionally sneaking glances at Minami's face and murmuring softly:

"Ah... Mm... Thank you for your praise, Minami-kun..."

It seemed that the Full Power "Perfect Enchanting Smile" had been very effective.

Minami could sense her change.

He was very satisfied.

This was how a proper elder should behave.

"By the way, Minami-kun, the food you ordered should be here soon."

Gone was the aggressive attitude from earlier—Sayuri now seemed docile, having changed into a fresh outfit, and reminded him gently.

"Okay. Thanks, Sayuri-san."

Ordering delivery was Minami's second request.

After the morning's excitement, it was already half past twelve—and he was getting hungry.

He figured he'd just eat here before leaving.

What he hadn't expected was that Sayuri never cooked.

She survived on takeout, and her fridge was basically empty.

So Minami had her order some delivery food.

In Japan, delivery was a luxury. High labor costs meant expensive fees for even short distances.

But since Sayuri was footing the bill, Minami wasn't too concerned.

With the room cleaned and lunch on the way, he casually had Sayuri sit down across from him.

"Sayuri-san."

"Y-Yes!"

Her body jolted like she was conditioned.

"..." Minami stared.

Sure, she was obedient now—but there was a certain nervousness to her that was... a bit much.

Still, he had caused this situation himself.

So with patience, he continued:

"I mentioned earlier—I came to ask about Satou-san. Is it true that her parents passed away when she was young?"

Sayuri glanced at him.

Then she nodded.

"Yes, Satou's parents passed away early."

"So she lived with you since childhood?"

"More or less. I raised her myself."

She didn't hide it—just nodded plainly.

As I thought...

Minami sighed.

With everything he'd observed, he now understood why Satou was so confused about love and other emotions.

"So you're the one who caused all this..."

He stared at Sayuri helplessly, shaking his head.

A child raised exclusively by Sayuri and her worldview?

It would have been weird if Satou didn't turn out the way she did.

Minami shot her a glare.

"All you do is make trouble for me... this whole family is a handful!"