The moment I saw her walking arm-in-arm with another man, my heart felt like it was shattering. Mayuki was someone special to me. She'd always link arms with me, lean in close when talking, press her breasts against me, invite me to shops she wanted to visit together. And she'd smile sweetly, saying, "Senpai, you're a special person to me." I believed those words without doubt, convinced that Mayuki loved me. But then, out of nowhere, I saw her walking arm-in-arm with another guy—and they went into her room together. Haa? Haa? Haa? Haa? No way! Who the hell is that guy? Who is he?! If I can't have her, maybe I should just completely break her instead? That's the only option left. So I decided to get her drunk, kidnap her, restrain her, and take her by force. Psychopath? Is that tasty? Feeling thirsty? Then let me give you plenty of aphrodisiac to drink. It's too late to apologize now. Mayuki, you played with my heart—so you'll have to be punished, over and over again.