The Yandere Ring [Yandere Harem]

Once back home, I throw my stuff away on a chair in the kitchen.

This was an abject failure.

I am, in fact, an abject failure. I lay on my bed, glaring at the drawer where my ring rests.

But I am not going to let Morningstar win this.

Even if it’s not a matter between me and Morningstar, is it?

The rest of my miserable day is spent trying to strike up a conversation with my sister. She does not seem to clearly remember what happened the day before, she just says a few words about being probably too tired and that she shouldn’t stay up when she is so worn out.

She goes upstairs and I am alone in my bed again.

Alone.

I hate myself when I open the drawer and put the ring on.

In the end, there was little I could do to stop it.

I fall into a quiet sleep almost immediately.

The next morning, I find my breakfast ready and hot. I can’t contain a smile as I get ready for school.

As soon as I reach the building’s gates, I see Claire glance at me with a flirty smile and a fire in her eyes. But before she can detach from her group of friends and spirit me away, I feel a pair of hands holding me from behind.

“Guess who!” She chirps.

“Feels like my childhood friend… and girlfriend!” I chuckle, turning to kiss Tina. She leans in moaning, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth and wrestling it against my own in a moist dance as she pushes her body against mine. I can clearly feel her small breasts against my chest, and especially her wide, thick hips.

She’s such a bombshell.

“Sorry about yesterday, I had to take more time for practice. Do you have five minutes?” She asks. Her eyes then go over me and I follow her - she’s looking at Claire, who’s red in the face and is watching what’s going on with a shaken look. “Before… you mean before classes?”

“You have five minutes,” she growls, pulling me away from the rest of the crowd. I catch one final flash of Claire biting on her nails in rage.

She pulls me to the back of the school and pushes me against the wall, devouring my face with her kisses.

“Mine, mine, mine. Your neck is mine, your hands are mind, your dick is mine,” she growls.

“W-Whoa!” I try to push back, but it’s not exactly easy with how fit Tina is. “We have to go to…”

“I don’t really care. Hey. Is there something going on with Claire?” She glares.

“C-Claire? I don’t even know Claire.”

“That’s right. You don’t even have to know her existence. She is not there. If she greets you, you ignore her. If she smiles at you, you frown.”

Kind of scary how worked up she is getting. Then again it’s hard to ignore how hot she is when she is like this. She kisses me again and again as her hands roam over my body, caressing my chest and my stomach, slowly moving toward my dick.

“We… we don’t have… they are going to catch us.” We could get expelled and I don’t want Tina to suffer.

“I know, but I don’t really care. Besides, I am your childhood friend.” She pulls back, setting her warm palm against my cheek. “Don’t you think that makes me more special than any other girl?”

“Yes. I am happy to be your boyfriend.”

“My boyfriend,” Tina replies, brushing a finger over her lips, as if to feel the word with her hands. “Yes. You are my oldest friend and it’s only natural you become my boyfriend.” She giggles darkly. “We can meet after lunch behind the school. I’m really good with my hands.”

“Sure… just… pay attention, will you?”

“Pay attention to what?”

I can’t exactly tell her the entire story about the ring. Besides, my sister seemed to ignore it – maybe it’s because the ring’s effects are still growing?

“Paying attention… to the other girls. I don’t want you to get in a bad situation because of me.”

“Pfft, I know my martial arts,” she says striking a pose. “And they know they don’t have to mess with me. After all…” she turns away, blushing a little fiercer as the darkness spreads all over her tan cheeks. “I am the weird one, am I not? The tomboy. I am head over heels over you, and the fact you can even consider me… when I am so rough and so much less refined than them…”

“Stop it,” She’s my friend, and not just my girlfriend! I will not have her say these things! “You are an amazing girl, and really feminine even if you like to run and do manly things, nobody should say the opposite!”

“I…” her eyes shift, still embarrassed.

“Besides, tomboys are really hot, and you have the cutest butt in school.”

“Oh.” She gasps at my appreciation, and then she licks her lips, brushing her thighs against mine. “Then if you behave and keep your eyes on me like a good boyfriend, I can show you a trick or two after school…”

“I would love that. Love you,” I say pulling her in for another kiss. She kisses back, fiercer than ever and I feel something wet running down on my cheek.

Ah, it’s not my cheek.

“Sorry,” she mumbles, drying her tears. “Nobody ever told me it’s okay to be a tomboy. I always thought I was the odd one out…”

“I told you, you can be whatever you want!”

“Thanks.” She kisses my neck. “Lover.”

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