Prologue: Don't scatter the spider's children

Since when? The opposite sex that I find attractive. My favorite type. No, this is probably a fetish now. The rain is getting stronger, I could tell from the intensity of the rain hitting the car, Looking at the traffic lights, which are famous for not changing much, Looking back at the past. From childhood to school days, Seeing his classmates excited about the topic of love and romance, I, Kadozawa Shizune, am alone, He had a cold expression on his face. Listening to his friends talk, Classmates, homeroom teachers, seniors, Each of us had someone we loved. But none of them applied to me. It wasn't like I had any complexes about it, I had resigned myself to the fact that it was something that had nothing to do with me. However, everyone around me was able to fall in love, but I couldn't. I couldn't help but feel frustrated by this fact. I had always been able to do everything steadily, Is there anything I can't do? As I walked, surrounded by a gloomy aura, I bumped into something. It was a child. A child smaller than me. A younger boy. It may seem childish, but I was irritated. He glared at the child, He scolded her as if he was taking out his anger on her. Her expression quickly clouded over. Tears like raindrops spilled, Seeing the boy apologizing, My brain, my lower abdomen, I felt a new sensation. Ah, this is it. So this is the feeling my friends were talking about. My memories from that point on are hazy. Before I knew it, between my legs, There was a boy crying. This was my first love and first experience. Using various methods, She preyed on many boys. I can't wait to look back at their records in my room. Oh, that girl. I think it was my child's friend. I found a boy running without an umbrella. Profile, back view. It looks familiar. I'm sure he came to visit us once. I thought she was the kind of girl who would react in a way that I liked. I remember licking my lips. Ah, I've got a good idea. I thought it wasn't the right time to get involved with my child. If this child came from there, I can't help it. Oh, I'm licking my lips. That's not good. I checked that the traffic light had turned green, I increased the speed a little so he wouldn't get hurt, but at a speed that would cause the puddles to splash on him. I will approach him, and scatter the children of the clouds. Something that doesn't bring me closer to my future.