Restarting life, starting from bullying Pochi-chan

"This is... someone dreamed about me?"

Kitahara Makoto was slightly surprised.

I thought I would never be able to experience this ability in my lifetime, but I didn't expect to use it in the blink of an eye.

So...who dreamed about himself?

Kitahara Makoto was curious and lost his sleepiness for a moment, so he closed his eyes and activated his nightmare ability.

A subtle feeling of shuttling came over him, and a few seconds later, Kitahara Makoto felt a cold and hard touch under his knees.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught Kitahara Makoto's eye was the dark brown classroom floor.

"Raise your face up, you bastard."

A condescending cold voice sounded above Kitahara Makoto's head.

Kitahara Makoto looked up and found that sitting on the desk in front of him was a beautiful girl with brown hair, blue eyes and waist-length hair. She looked very familiar, as he had just seen her this afternoon after school.

"It turned out to be Nagasaki Suyo, who possesses amazing wisdom?"

Kitahara Makoto was surprised.

All in all, he and Nagasaki Motoyo had only met twice, so it was unbelievable that she would dream about him.

There seems to be something wrong with the scene before my eyes...

"Do you know what mistake you made today?"

The condescending cold voice sounded again.

Nagasaki Suyo held her hands in front of her chest, her long hair scattered like a waterfall, her snow-white slender legs crossed together, her black over-the-knee socks just passed her knees, and her snow-white and round absolute area was exposed to the air.

Because she was sitting on the desk, Nagasaki Suyo's feet were hanging in the air, and her black leather shoes were casually thrown on the ground. There was no trace of the gentleness and intelligence she had during the day on her pretty face, only darkness and contempt.

Kitahara Makoto looked at himself kneeling on one knee and finally understood what was going on...

I was bullied in my dream!

"Still not talking?"

Nagasaki Suyo raised her eyebrows slightly, a look of contempt appeared on her pretty face, she raised her right foot, and then stepped directly on Kitahara Makoto's chest:

"You think everything will be fine if you don't speak?"

Kitahara Makoto: “…”

Really hammered.

It turns out that Nagasaki Suyo is only gentle on the surface, but actually she is a super sinister young lady.

Not only is he evil-minded, he also seems to have some special fetish... A decent girl would definitely not step on a boy's chest with her feet!

Could Kitahara Makoto tolerate having his chest stepped on by a girl's right foot wearing stockings?

Any man with a normal mind can’t help it!

Kitahara Makoto couldn't help it either, so he simply stretched out his right hand and grabbed the girl's ankle wrapped in black stockings.

"what?"

Kitahara Makoto let out a soft "hmm" and felt a delicate, silky and warm touch instantly filling his entire palm.

The temperature and touch are exactly the same as in the real world, without any difference.

Not only that……

Kitahara Makoto exerted a little force with his hands, lifted the girl's right foot upwards, then lowered his head and moved closer, sniffing her nose carefully.

"I can clearly smell the fragrance of the shower gel."

Fortunately, with the ability of the nightmare demon, Kitahara Makoto can clearly know that he is indeed in a dream. Otherwise, he would probably be like Li Huowang, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams at all.

"W-What are you doing?!"

Nagasaki Motoyo's voice quickly turned into one of embarrassment, anger and shock. She tried to pull back her right foot in panic, but unfortunately she was unable to break free.

"What?" Kitahara Makoto said confidently, "Of course I'm smelling your feet."

"you you you you you……"

Nagasaki Sushi's pretty face quickly turned red, and she no longer had the condescending look she had just now. She said shamefully:

"abnormal!"

"Dirty!"

"No, don't smell it anymore... let me go!"

"Tsk~" Kitahara Makoto sighed softly, and smiled at Miss Su Shi, whose pretty face was flushed and panicked. The two switched positions, and Kitahara Makoto looked down at the other party. "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just a big talker."

The two sides exchanged offense and defense.

Looking at Kitahara Makoto who was looking down at her with an evil expression on his face, Nagasaki Suyo hugged her body nervously:

"If you dare to mess around, I'll call for help!"

"This is a dream world. No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out."

Kitahara Makoto didn't care at all and planned to bully Miss Suyo.

Although I don’t know what the side effects of the nightmare’s ability are...but it’s impossible to make the other person pregnant in a dream, right?

Chapter 24: The Black-Bellied Miss's Binding Punishment

"lifelike……"

“It’s so realistic.”

Looking at Nagasaki Suyo, whose face was flushed and body was tense, Kitahara Makoto couldn't help but sigh that the nightmare's ability was quite powerful.

The temperature, the smell, the touch, the blush on the girl's face, and her expression of being clearly panicked but forcing herself to remain calm, were all so real that it was hard to tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"Hurry, let go of my feet!" Nagasaki Suyo's eyes were tense and her tone was shameful, "Don't smell it anymore!"

Kitahara Makoto said casually: "Don't worry, there is no foot odor."

Nagasaki Suyo gritted her teeth and said, "My feet don't stink!"

Kitahara Makoto waved his hand: "Let's not discuss the issue of athlete's foot for now..."

Nagasaki Suyo suddenly puffed up her cheeks: "I don't have athlete's foot!"

"Tsk~"

Kitahara Makoto raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out a finger and gently tickled the soles of Nagasaki Suyo's feet.

"Well--!!!"

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes suddenly widened, as if someone had touched an untouchable switch on her body. Her body suddenly tensed up and trembled, and then she began to gasp:

"No, don't... don't touch there..."

Kitahara Makoto smiled, "It seems I have found Suyo-san's weakness."

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes were filled with tears, and she finally chose to surrender.

"I'll apologize later." Kitahara Makoto didn't know how long the dream would last, but it would definitely not end in a short time. "Why did you say that I committed a heinous mistake just now?"

Nagasaki Suyo took a breath and said, "You know it clearly in your heart..."

"Ok?"

Kitahara Makoto glared, grabbed Miss Su Shi's stockings, and exerted a little force on his hands.

Tear!

The black stockings were of good quality, but in front of Kitahara Makoto, they were not good enough and were torn apart easily.

"So this is what it feels like to tear off a girl's stockings... I have to say, it's really comfortable."

"W-What are you going to do?!"

Nagasaki Motoyo's body trembled, and she tried to pull her foot back in panic, but unfortunately she was unable to get free.

"Don't move." Kitahara Makoto said with a stern face, "Otherwise I will tickle the soles of your feet for three minutes at a time!"

A trace of fear suddenly appeared in Nagasaki Suyo's eyes: "...No! It will definitely break in three minutes!"

As the stockings were torn, the girl's nutmeg-like toes suddenly curled up nervously. They were painted with cute pink nail polish, and the size was just right, delicate and cute. Her mouth... I'm wrong, it could be easily held in one hand.

"If you don't want me to tickle your feet, just answer the question honestly."

Kitahara Makoto asked as he admired the girl's bare feet.

what?

Is playing with other people's legs disgusting?

This is a dream, it's normal to be a little perverted!

"You..." Nagasaki Suyo bit her pink lips tightly, her body trembling slightly, her pretty face almost dripping with blood, she stammered, "Because... because you clearly read the message, but you didn't reply to me for two hours."

Kitahara Makoto was stunned: "Just because of this?"

"What else?" Nagasaki Suyo gritted her teeth and asked back, "If you don't want to reply to the message, just leave it unread. But isn't it too much to read the message and then not reply?"

Ok.

It may sound a bit excessive, but it’s not to the point where you think about it in your dreams, right?

You girls have minds smaller than the tip of a needle!

"And I invited you to buy game supplies..." Nagasaki Suyo said in a wronged voice, "It was obviously my first time inviting a boy, but you rejected me twice in a row. Don't I have any dignity?"

Kitahara Makoto: “…”

She holds grudges, is petty, appears gentle on the surface, but is dark inside. Such girls are really scary.

You must keep your distance from now on. If you were an ordinary boy, you would definitely be played around by him.

"I know why you're angry." Kitahara Makoto stood up and clenched his right hand in the air. A rope appeared out of thin air. This thing was the dream demon's ability to create things in dreams. "Now it's time to talk about how to punish you."

"Eh?" Nagasaki Suyo shrank back, "Why are you punishing me?"

Kitahara Makoto said seriously:

"It's normal to read the message but not reply, or to reject you twice in a row. It's not against the law. But you stepped on me just now, which is school bullying and insult to life... Bad women must be punished."

Nagasaki Suyo nervously covered her skirt: "What are you going to do?"

Kitahara Makoto: "I'll tie you to a tree and hang you up and whip you."

"..."

As an ordinary person with a barely acceptable moral standard, Kitahara Makoto cannot do anything too extreme for the time being. It is like an ordinary person suddenly gains the abilities of a native human. It will take at least a few days to adapt before he can evolve into an ancestor human.

Kitahara Makoto said he wanted to tie up Miss Motoyo, it was purely out of his evil taste. He suddenly remembered the famous scene of King Saber being tied up in his previous life and wanted to replicate the scene.

Tie him up if you say so.

Nagasaki Motoyo was just an ordinary black-bellied young lady. In the dream, she was no match for the nightmare demon and was easily tied up by Kitahara Makoto.

"Don't go too far!"

Nagasaki Suyo's pretty face flushed red, her eyes full of shame and anger.

Snapped!

Kitahara Makoto's right hand suddenly fell down, and the moment his palm touched the girl's beautiful breasts, the air was squeezed rapidly, producing a loud and crisp slapping sound.

Again.

This is a dream world. I have not transformed into a native of my country. I have gone in and out seven times before the black-bellied young lady in front of me, and then in and out again. This is considered a very good moral level.

If you can’t even be rough in your dreams, what kind of man are you?

“It hurts so much…”