The Savior Was Him, Wearing a Pumpkin
To Arisa, and to her little sister Aina, the idea that men were base, barbaric, and vulgar was the same.
Of course, they weren’t born with such a notion; their life experiences had led them to this conclusion.
“Come here, Aina-chan, let’s have a little chat with your teacher.”
Even as young children who understood little, the two sisters exuded a charm that made them stand out. While still elementary school students, they possessed a youthful allure that could corrupt even their homeroom teacher. Youth and allure seemed contradictory, but that was how extraordinary they were in a way.
Feeling disgusted by the teacher’s touch, Aina didn’t understand what it meant. She fled the scene, but the teacher continued to call her out afterward.
Of course, this was a clear crime, and when Aina, questioning the events, consulted her mother, the incident came to light. Because of this experience, Aina unconsciously developed an aversion to being stared at by men, and as she grew older, she understood just how vile and dreadful that act had been.
“…Disgusting…Disgusting!”
Disgusting—that single emotion dominated Aina’s heart.
Like her older sister Arisa, both of them were often subjected to gazes from men that seemed filled with desire. Classmates and adults alike—an environment had formed around Aina where she couldn’t trust anyone except her father, who had passed away too soon.
“Nice to meet you, Shinjo-san. I’m 〇〇.”
Nice to meet you—Aina never returned the hand that was offered with those words. Even when names were given, she could never remember the first name. It was because her heart was trying to distance itself from the existence of men, deeming them unnecessary and uninteresting.
“I love you, Shinjo-san!”
“Sorry? I’m not interested in romance at all.”
Blessed with extraordinary beauty inherited from her mother, Aina, along with her sister, became popular whether she liked it or not. It was natural to find the numerous confessions annoying, but she also understood that her good looks and body were so outstanding that they aroused men’s lust.
However, this body was given to her by her mother and praised as cute by her father. Because she took pride in that, she had no intention of complaining about being born with such a body.
As she grew older, Aina, along with her sister, polished her inhuman beauty. One day, she overheard a conversation like this:
“The Shinjo sisters are seriously beautiful, aren’t they?”
“Yeah. I want to have sex with girls like that!”
“Their boobs are huge, and they must be great to grope. What cup size are they?”
It was a nauseating conversation.
They were boys from the same class, and although she knew their last names, she didn’t know their first names. Aina quietly left the scene.
“…Men are trash after all. All they ever think about is bodies.”
It wasn’t that she didn’t long for the kind of romance depicted in shoujo manga. But no matter what, all they ever talked about was Aina’s exterior. Having sex was an act of love, and that led to having children…Just thinking about that made Aina feel incredibly nauseous.
Her aversion to men only grew stronger, and it was during those days that the incident occurred. The man who broke into their house took their beloved mother hostage and ordered Arisa and Aina to take off their clothes.
“…Damn it…Damn it!!”
In the end, she couldn’t help but feel that they were destined to be unhappy.
Thanks to her mother, who ran a famous lingerie brand, they never had to worry about money, and her mother and sister showered Aina with great love. They were mostly free from the inconveniences of life, but there was no doubt that something had gone wrong since the death of her father.
“Hurry up and strip. Unless you want your mom to get hurt.”
“…!”
…Was the purity she had always protected going to be lost like this? Aina had already resigned herself to it, but she thought it would be a small price to pay if it meant saving her sister and mother. Just as she had given up on everything, he appeared…a savior wearing a Pumpkin Head.
The man who suddenly appeared quickly neutralized the man and rescued Aina and her family.
“It’s alright now.”
How much was she saved by that one phrase, “It’s alright now.”
The hidden face seen through the carved-out holes around his eyes held boundless kindness. Aina heard her heart pound as she saw such light along with those words.
Her sister and mother were relieved by his words and sought solace in him to the point that Aina and her family had their hearts completely stolen by him at that moment.
“Where…I wonder where he is.”
He left without giving his name, but the reunion came sooner than expected.
When Aina went to the School Cafeteria with her sister and friends, she met the eyes of a boy who was staring at her.
“…!?”
His eyes at that moment “matched” the eyes she had seen from inside that Pumpkin. Surprised by this, she immediately looked away, but Aina’s heart pounded loudly, and her cheeks flushed rapidly.
The boy who had met Aina’s eyes was Hayato Domoto. He was a boy who lived nearby, and they would nod to each other when they met.
“…Ahaha♪”
It wasn’t confirmed yet, but Aina’s heart screamed that he was the one wearing the Pumpkin Head. After they left their seats, Aina told her sister and followed after them. They were talking about Halloween as they came out of the restroom.
Hayato had bought a Pumpkin Head and a Lightsaber toy, and at that point, she was almost certain. And what sealed the deal was when she met Hayato and talked to him when she went to pick up her sister after she had been confessed to after school.
It was the first time she had found enjoyment in talking to a man, and she even wished that this time would last forever. His height when they faced each other, the quality of his voice when he spoke, and the light in his eyes that she confirmed again—she was completely convinced that Hayato was him from that time.
From then on, her head was filled with thoughts of him.
Hayato fell out of the category of men she had hated until now and completely entered her inner world…And, of course, she imagined this too.
The conversation of the men who had wanted to have sex with her—she imagined that if Hayato was the one she was doing that nauseating act with.
“…Haa…Hayato-kun…Hayato-kuuun…”
She imagined him touching her body and loving her from corner to corner. Just imagining that made Aina’s body tremble with joy, and something that numbed her brain ran through her. It was the moment when her dormant female instincts awakened.
The extension of having sex was having children, carrying his child inside this body…How sweet that sound was. The imagination she had hated had changed Aina this much just by changing the partner.
“I want you…I want Hayato-kun.”
She could never go back.
Aina realized that and smiled lustfully, not caring.
Her sister didn’t know about him yet, so until then, she mischievously thought of monopolizing Hayato. She understood that her body was attractive, and she noticed that Hayato’s eyes would occasionally wander to her chest and legs.
“I want to get pregnant…I want to get pregnant.”
She wanted to love each other, and on top of that, she wanted to carry his child…Aina came to have such an overwhelming feeling that seemed about to overflow.
“It’s alright, Hayato-kun. There’s nothing to worry about. Not just me, but my sister and my mother too…I wonder about my mother. Well, whatever, I’m sure they’ll love you to the ends of the earth♪”
Suddenly, Hayato in her imagination opened his mouth.
“Aina, please give birth to my child.”
“…~~!!”
Electricity ran through her body, and she couldn’t stand and sat down on the spot.
As if whipping her trembling body, like a newborn fawn, Aina returned to her usual daily life.
[Afterword]
Yanderes have incredible insight, this will be on the test.