A Man Who Arrested for Molestation

My name is "Shigeru Nakazono", I'm 42 years old and a single salaryman.

Lately, every time something unpleasant happens at work, I come to a hostess bar to seek comfort.

Now that the bar is closed, I'm in the after-hours with Maki-chan, my usual choice.

We went to an izakaya and then to a bar, and we're both a little tipsy.

On the way home, this happened...

(Well, I guess I'll try to invite her to a hotel.)

"Hey, Maki-chan, why don't we take a break at that hotel over there?"

"Sorry, I have another after-hours appointment with a different customer."

"Huh? At this late hour?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"So, that's the case...”

"Thanks for coming to the bar today."

"Ah, yeah..."

"See you!"

"Yeah..."

(Damn! Another rejection! Why won't Maki-chan let me get close to her? She's so guarded...)

I got a taste of intimacy with a different hostess once, and ever since then, I've been frequenting hostess bars, hoping for a repeat.

But Maki-chan, my regular choice, keeps turning down my invitations...

(What's wrong with me? I go to the bar every week... I guess women only fall for good-looking guys with money.)

At work, I'm constantly reprimanded by my boss and feel like I don't belong...

"Nakazono-kun, where's the proposal I asked you to prepare by yesterday?"

"Yes, well, I haven't finished it yet..."

"Huh? You're hopeless."

"I'm sorry..."

"Anyway, finish it today, even if you have to work overtime. Otherwise, it won't be ready for the meeting."

"Y-yes, I understand..."

I could hear my colleagues whispering behind my back.

"Nakazono-san is being scolded by the boss again..."

"He can't even submit a proper proposal..."

Every day, my boss pointed out my mistakes, and my colleagues badmouthed me.

I had no place in the company, and when I went home, I was alone.

(How did my life end up like this?)

Going back to the hostess bar the next day

Undeterred, I went back to the hostess bar the next day and requested Maki-chan again.

And I tried to invite her, but...

"Hey, Maki-chan, today's the day, right?"

"Stop! I don't do that kind of thing as a policy, and it's prohibited by the bar, too."

"But, if no one finds out, it's fine, right?"

"If you keep pestering me, I'll tell the manager!"

"Huh?"

"I don't want to increase my customer base by doing that!"

"But..."

"So, let's not talk about this anymore! It's really annoying and creepy!"

"Creepy...?"

(You don't have to be so rude! How rude!)

I got angry and left the bar.

(That woman! After all I've done for her, she's so ungrateful! And now she's threatening to tell the manager? Screw that! I'm leaving!)

As I was walking dejectedly through the entertainment district, my eyes landed on a sign for a fashion health store, glowing in pink.

(A box hel? New OPEN, 45 minutes for 10,000 JPY? Hmm, that sounds interesting... Let's give it a try.)

I was drawn to the sign and ended up entering the store.

My partner was Ryoko-chan, a petite and cute 22-year-old girl. I was denied finger insertion due to my long nails, but besides that, I could touch and lick as much as I wanted!

I experienced a dense and obscene moment.

Come to think of it, she said she was a college student, didn't she...

(Haa... In the hostess bar, no matter how much I spent, I wasn't even allowed to touch. But in the fashion health store, it's the best! This is definitely better! Okay, I've decided! I'm done with hostess bars and will only go to adult entertainment establishments from now on! It's a much better deal!)

And so, I became addicted to the fashion health store, where I could touch, be touched, lick, and be licked.

However, as a result...

Yes, my money started to dwindle.

(Huh? My monthly salary is already gone? I just got paid... And my savings are below 500,000 JPY... I should have had over 1,000,000 JPY. Lately, I've been spending a lot on extensions and options. I guess I should stop going every day... But I can't help it... I could borrow money from a consumer finance company when my savings run out, but then I'd have to pay interest...)

"That's it! I'll ask Maki-chan to return the money I spent on her!"

I called Maki-chan.

"Hello? Is this Nakazono-san?"

"Yeah, it's me, Maki-chan. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. What's up? You haven't been coming to the bar lately."

"Ah, yeah, sorry... I've been busy with work."

"I see."

"So, um, I have a favor to ask..."

"What is it?"

"Can you return the money I spent on you?"

"Huh? The money you spent on me? I haven't received any money from you..."

"No, I mean, the money I spent when we went drinking. I think I've spent about 500,000 JPY, and I want you to return it."

"What are you talking about? You want me to return the money you spent at the bar? That's ridiculous. I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"I can't do that. We drank at the bar, didn't we? Are you crazy? If you're not going to come to the bar, don't call me again!"

"Huh?"

Beep, beep, beep

The call was disconnected.

(Damn! What a woman! All I did was ask for the money I spent on her back! How dare she! She won't sleep with me, and now she shows her true colors! She's the worst!)

Reluctantly, I borrowed 50,000 JPY from a colleague.

"I'm sorry, I'll definitely pay you back."

"Make sure you do. I don't like lending or borrowing money."

"Okay, I understand. I'm sorry."

By the way, I tried to contact Maki-chan, but it seemed like she had blocked me, and I couldn't send her messages.

(Damn that woman! After all I've done for her, she turns on me! How selfish! Screw you!!)

I called the bar, but the manager told me not to come back and that I was banned from the establishment.

(Damn! Isn't the bar making money because of me? Oh well, I have Ryoko-chan anyway!)

And so, I continued to frequent the fashion health store.

After all, Ryoko-chan's blowjob technique is amazing!

"Ryoko-chan, can I extend the session? Let's do it again!"

"I'm sorry, but I have another customer scheduled after you."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll come back tomorrow!"

"Thank you. See you tomorrow!"

"Yeah..."

But as I continued, my funds started to dry up.

(I only have 10,000 JPY left in my account... It's still a week until payday... I've spent all my savings... What should I do? I guess I have no choice but to borrow again. But I can't borrow from my colleagues anymore. Okay, consumer finance is my only option!)

The debt kept growing

And so, I started borrowing money from consumer finance companies.

However, three months later...

I had apparently reached my limit and could no longer borrow.

(Oh no! I've used up my limit!)

I tried various options, but I couldn't find a consumer finance company willing to lend me money.

Apparently, there's a law called the Money Lending Business Law that limits the amount one can borrow to a third of their annual income.

This applies not only to borrowing from a single company but also includes borrowing from multiple companies.

In other words, I couldn't borrow any more money.

At this point, my only option was to turn to illegal moneylenders.

But that's obviously a bad idea...

I thought I had reached my limit, so I decided to refrain from going to fashion health stores.

Arrested for molestation

A week after I stopped going to fashion health stores, I realized that my pent-up sexual desire was building up.

I probably have twice the libido of an average person, or maybe even three times. After all, even if I masturbate every day, the urge doesn't go away.

One morning, while commuting on a crowded train...

I was holding onto the handrail, standing in the packed train, when a beautiful office lady-like woman stood close to me.

(Haa~ She smells good... This is dangerous, I'm getting aroused...)

I knew it was wrong, but I thought I could get away with it, so I pushed her butt with the back of my hand...

(Hmm, she's not reacting as much as I expected.)

So, I tried again, this time slowly rubbing her butt with my palm.

Her expression twisted a little, but she didn't make any noise...

(Maybe she's the type to endure molestation without making a scene.)

Encouraged, I tried to put my right hand under her skirt...

And that's when it happened!?

She suddenly grabbed my hand and shouted loudly!

"This man is a molester! Help me!"

"W-what?!”

The people around me started murmuring, and two men standing next to me said, "Don't let him get away!" and grabbed my shoulders.

I was taken off the train at the next station and brought to the station office.

There, I was handed over to the railway police and arrested.

Of course, my company found out, and I was fired.

(My life is over...)

Conclusion

It's unfortunate that you lost control of your rationality.

However, I believe life offers second chances, so after paying your debt to society, I hope you can start anew and give it your best shot.