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Sexual harassment Niwarin

Instructions

2020/12/15

2021/01/25 ver.1.03

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■Creator

Kobayashi-sensei

Introduction

You can start the game by running "Game.exe".

   This game is a fan game of VTuber Niwarin.

   I have received permission from her in advance.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPWrWAjil6H-12oVDTC1bLA

Game description

Touch a woman to score!

Move to the right to clear.

Play time

About 5 minutes

Appearance of voice

Ms. Niwarin

Permission was obtained in advance from the person himself.

Feel MX

Permission has been obtained from the person in question in advance.

https://www.freem.ne.jp/win/game/24392

Character images

Niwarin

Permission has been obtained in advance from the person himself.

Ranking Common

Rtt

Ending Graphic

Sakamoto Tomate Co.

Contact Information

This game is a fan game of VTuber Niwarin.

Let's all support Niwarin!

If you have any questions about this game, please feel free to contact me.

You don't have to contact me, but I'd appreciate it if you did.

I'll be there to watch.

Story background

There was a company called Kamikawa-san.

Mr. Kamikawa sexually harassed me at a year-end party.

The next year, Mr. Kamikawa said

I don't remember anything about it.

This is the story of Mr. Kamikawa.

Version 1.02

Fixed some sound effects.

Version 1.03

Fixed some text 2021/01/25 

Added online ranking

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セクハラのにわりん

説明書

2020/12/15

2021/01/25 ver.1.03

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【英語翻訳｜Prologue 1】

Prologue 1

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How much time had passed…? I glanced up at the clock. Only five minutes had gone by since the last time I checked.

(Ugh… only five minutes…)

During the dull third-period math class, I—Shino Nakano, 18 years old and a third-year high school student— was desperately holding in my pee. My thighs felt hot, and if I didn’t keep pressing down on the exit, I really might let it out.

(I should’ve gone to the bathroom during the break…)

But it was too late for regrets. I didn’t feel this much urgency back then. Anyway—just thirty more minutes. If I could last thirty minutes, class would end. Then I could slip out the door, go left down the hallway, past two classrooms, and there— the girls’ restroom. The closest stall. I could finally let out everything I’d been holding in…

Shiver … “ah… nngh…”

Just imagining releasing it brought another wave. I pressed hard on my uniform skirt, directly over the exit, and somehow managed to ride it out.

“…so substituting this value here…” The teacher’s voice droned on. Students around me scribbled in notebooks or looked sleepy.

All I could think about was holding it.

My seat was the second-to-last one near the hallway door. When class ended, I could get up and escape immediately.

“Ugh… if I don’t press down… it’ll come out…” My urge was already around ninety percent. My bladder hurt.

I looked at the clock. Twenty-five minutes left. Just hold on… hold it… hold…

(Nngh… ha… haa…)

I checked again. Still only five minutes had passed. The pressure had increased; I couldn’t stop holding myself anymore. My legs trembled uncontrollably.

(Haa… haa…)

The waves were coming faster and faster. My bladder was rock-hard and painfully full. I definitely couldn’t hide it now. If I let go, I’d leak—no, I’d totally lose it.

Twenty minutes left… impossible… Should I raise my hand and ask to go?

No. NO. Asking permission meant telling the whole class, “I need to pee.” No way.

I’ll hold it. I will hold it. I’m still okay. I can still do this.

I’m already barely fitting in at this school— I can’t let something like this ruin everything. I’m eighteen. I absolutely cannot wet myself in class.

(Haa… haa…)

My exit was burning, twitching. I checked the clock… fifteen minutes left. But I was already at my limit.

If I stopped holding myself, even for a moment, it would come out. My legs were trembling so much I couldn’t stand.

(I can hold it… I’ve held it before… I can…)

When class ends, I’ll bolt through the door, turn left— past two classrooms— first stall on the right— and finally let it all gush out—

Shiver “ah—…!”

…spurt. drip.

A tiny leak escaped.

Heat spread inside my panties. My brand-new white panties.

I’d pictured myself peeing, and that alone had made me lose a bit. Just a small leak. A trickle.

A… “mini-accident.”

No, no— just a few drops… not a real accident…

But I was right at the edge. Even pressing down hard wasn’t enough.

Jiww… Warmth seeped against my palm.

I looked at the clock—twelve minutes left. Just twelve minutes. I had to endure it. My urge was at one hundred percent.

I checked again—ten minutes left—

(Only two minutes passed…?)

shff… jiwah… chh…

A stain spread across the front of my skirt. My hand grew wetter. My panties were already soaked. I could feel pee pooling on the wooden chair beneath me.

I couldn’t hide it anymore. Everyone would see.

But if I stood up, everything would spill out. My exit throbbed painfully; I had no strength left to hold it.

(No… it’s coming…)

A violent shudder ran through me— and the world slowed down.

“……shh… shiiiii—… jjjj—… joooooooooo………”

It was happening.

I—an eighteen-year-old high school senior— was wetting myself in class.

Heat burst into my panties, running down my legs, soaking my socks and shoes.

The sound of pee hitting the chair and floor filled the room.

Drops splattered onto the wooden floor with sharp taps.

“…Is she… wetting herself?” “No way… in high school…?”

Whispers spread.

(Don’t look… don’t look at me… please…)

My vision blurred with tears.

“…uuh…”

I sat frozen, crying, unable to do anything except let the pee flow out of me.

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【英語翻訳｜Prologue 2】

Prologue 2

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I didn’t remember much of what happened afterward. By the time I came to my senses, I was clutching my gym clothes and being guided to the nurse’s office by Okazaki-san—the girl who sat behind me.

She explained what had happened to the school nurse. All I could do was nod.

The nurse gave me a towel and a spare pair of panties, and showed me toward the bed area.

“It’s okay, really. Don’t worry about it,” Okazaki-san said softly.

I couldn’t speak. Humiliation and helplessness had swallowed me whole.

“I’m sorry… for causing trouble… I…” My voice trembled.

“It’s not trouble. I couldn’t just ignore you,” she replied gently.

“Actually… I like cute girls. Small, delicate ones. And… I like it when girls wet themselves.”

I froze. Her confession was so sudden I couldn’t process it.

“…Wh-what… are you saying…?”

We’d barely talked before. I hadn’t fit into the class at all, so I’d never gotten close to anyone.

“Call me Akane, okay? Shino-chan.” She smiled.

I nodded weakly.

“Shino-chan, you’re really cute. Tiny, fragile, like I want to hold you forever. And… when I saw you from behind— your little body trembling, squirming the whole time— I knew you were holding it. I couldn’t look away. You looked like you were right at the edge… and then… you shook and… had an accident. You let out so much.”

My face burned hotter than ever. Why didn’t she help me if she noticed…?

“T-that’s… I don’t know what to say…” I shrank back, trembling.

“Don’t be scared. I’m on your side. I think you’re precious, Shino-chan. Let’s get closer from now on, okay?”

Her gentleness mixed with something overwhelming, and I felt both comfort and fear.

Then— a familiar tension shot through my body. A terrifying one.

A sudden, sharp urge.

(Ah— no— I can’t— I’m going to—)

My exit, exhausted from earlier, had no strength left.

“Nngh…!” Standing there, I pressed both hands over my urine-soaked skirt, desperately trying to stop the inevitable.

“A-ah… it’s… coming out…”

“shiiiiii—… jooobaaa—…… splatter splatter splatter…”

It broke.

I wet myself again.

Standing, holding myself through my skirt, feeling the heat spread across my palms. Pee overflowed from my panties, soaking my black skirt, running down my thigh-high socks, splattering loudly against the floor.

“shuu… shuuu…”

(I did it again… I wet myself…)

A puddle formed at my feet.

When the stream weakened, my mind began to function again— only to be consumed by unbearable shame.

…Again. I’d had an accident… again.

My soaked white panties, my black skirt, my socks, my shoes— everything was drenched.

“shh… chuu… …drip.”

The last few drops fell.

I couldn’t stop trembling.

I had wet myself twice— as an eighteen-year-old.

And there was nothing I could do except stand there and cry.

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■制作者■

小林先生

■はじめに■

「Game.exe」を実行すると、ゲームを開始することができます。

   このゲームはVTuberにわりんのファンゲームです。

   事前にご本人から許可を得ています。

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPWrWAjil6H-12oVDTC1bLA

■ゲーム説明■

女性に触ると得点

右に進むとクリアー

■プレイ時間■

５分程度

■声の出演■

にわりん 様

事前にご本人から許可を得ています。

フィールMX 様

事前にご本人から許可を得ています。

https://www.freem.ne.jp/win/game/24392

■キャラ画像■

にわりん 様

事前にご本人から許可を得ています。

■ランキングコモン■

Rtt 様

■エンディンググラフィック■

サカモトトマト 様

■連絡事項■

このゲームはVTuberにわりんのファンゲームです。

みんなでにわりんを応援しましょう！！

このゲームのゲーム実況，ゲーム紹介を積極的に歓迎します。

連絡は無くてもよいですが，連絡頂けるとありがたいです。

積極的に見に行きます。

■物語背景■

とある企業にカミカワさんがいました

カミカワさんは忘年会でセクハラしました

翌年カミカワさんは言いました

全く記憶にございません

そんなカミカワさんの物語

バージョン1.02

一部効果音の修正

バージョン1.03

一部テキストを修正  2021/01/25 

オンラインランキングを追加