episode_0013

After the third period ends.

Se-ha didn’t come.

I got a call saying that I should meet at lunchtime since the lecture was ending late and I had to go straight to the 4th period.

Now, I went to the lecture feeling resigned and regretting my stupidity.

Because it was a liberal arts class that even Sayado could attend.

As usual, Saya, who thinks she is hated by Yuna, doesn’t try to sit close to her.

But Saya was already seated, and Yuna, who arrived a little later, had nowhere to sit except next to Saya.

As I sat down next to her in a trembling mood, Saya greeted me with an ambiguous smile.

“Oh, hello… .”

“… .”

Yuna sat down without answering.

Saya lowered her head weakly.

I wanted to say that that’s not what I meant.

At least this time I wasn’t trying to ignore it.

The moment I heard Saya’s voice, all the experiences I had had since dawn this morning came flooding back to me in an instant, and I didn’t know what to do.

What is Saya’s condition?

Se-ha called Saya “senior” in a very friendly manner.

Even if imitating a voice is an awakened ability, saying something that feels ‘like Sayaka’ would be impossible just by knowing it.

There was also talk that Saya could be blackmailed using Yuna as bait, so does that mean Saya is being targeted as well?

But when we met yesterday and today, Saya didn’t seem to be in pain, even though she was confused.

I consistently said I didn’t know and couldn’t say anything, and at the time, I was worried that I had been dragged away and forced to do some kind of obscene video and that I couldn’t speak… .

In the end, I knew it was all a ruse to provoke and draw me in, but I still had my doubts.

I couldn’t understand how the guy who transferred yesterday knew so much about Sayaka and Yuna herself.

And what the purpose is.

After a while, Yuna naturally found out one of Seha’s goals. So naturally.

I couldn’t take my eyes off Saya during class.

Saya tries to take notes on the lectures as much as possible.

First of all, I am the type who writes down things that I don’t understand and then looks at them repeatedly to understand them.

However, since I write slowly, I am really busy during class.

Yuna blankly stared at him as he hurriedly wrote down his notes.

I looked at her chest, distorted by the desk, as she bent down deeply as if digging into her notes.

The video Se-ha sent was a ticklish video, but Saya’s clothes were torn dangerously, as if something ominous had happened.

Even under that uniform, neatly zipped up to the neck, her fair chest must still be hidden.

Saya dropped her textbook while turning the page and making a small noise.

I bent down to pick it up without realizing it, and the moment I bent down, my eyes were fixed on the legs extending out from under the skirt.

If you were to look for parts of Saya’s body that would be described as overall voluptuous, they would be her chest and thighs.

Yuna, who was in the same unit, had changed clothes with Saya and showered together several times.

I remember turning my body away shyly, but I still know very well what line the upper part of my thighs drew and where it led.

“Thank you, Yuna.”

As I handed over the textbook, I heard a whisper. A small voice that only I could hear.

I remembered the tickle video again.

I recalled feeling embarrassed, then unable to bear it anymore, laughing out loud, then bursting into laughter, then pain, and finally crying.

The bubbling feeling I felt every time I saw Saya came back to me.

My body, which had been very stimulated until just now, for some reason came back to life at this very moment.

A tingling sensation that causes the tips of the fingers and toes to twitch.

Disturbed breath.

Saliva that is becoming sweeter.

Bumps that harden as blood flows into them.

And the feeling of getting wet.

A delusion that comes to mind.

How would it feel to be hugged by the real Saya, not a fake one?

At this stage, you must close your eyes and concentrate on the voice.

Unlike himself, Se-ha’s caressing is skillful, but he cannot do without the illusion that he is ‘being held by Saya’.

If you hug the real Saya, or if you don’t hug the real Saya.

I shivered at the eerie sensation.

Saya looked at me with a puzzled look. She realized that her own image was reflected in those eyes.

I am so delusional that I distort the corners of my mouth to the point of being ugly… .

Yuna jumped up from her seat.

I just left the classroom.

The next moment I was running.

So as not to be caught by the sound of Saya calling her name in worry.

I called Seha.

The call was disconnected several times, but I kept calling. Eventually, Se-ha picked up the phone.

The old teacher called me to the bathroom.

He threatened to kill me if I didn’t come.

Isn’t it?

Did you say you were going to die?

My head was so confused that I couldn’t figure it out.

Yuna immediately ran over to Seha after seeing him enter the empty bathroom door.

I accelerated as fast as I could and grabbed him by the collar, trying to pin him to the ground.

… failed.

Se-ha accepted Yuna as he had expected, and even used the accelerated speed to completely satisfy her.

The impact wasn’t severe, but the force of the blow ripped the zipper on his training suit top.

Se-ha, who had a perfect counterattack that was hard to find even in a judo textbook, suppressed Yuna as it was, but he was frowning as if his hand was strained when he threw the punch.

“If I sprained four fingers, the damage would be greater on my side… . It’s not easy.”

“…hae.”

“Huh? Did I mishear you?”

Se-ha tilted his head and asked.

Yuna repeated, muttering.

“. Make a mess of it… . Make it so I can’t think of anything… . I think I’ll go crazy if this continues… .”

“Are you finally ready to admit it?”

Yuna exploded at the way he spoke as if it was someone else’s business and as if he was scheming.

“… Yeah! Just admit it! I like Saya! I like Saya so much that I get horny just by looking at her with dirty eyes and hearing her voice! Okay?! Are you satisfied now that you’ve heard what you wanted?!”

“That’s a refreshing confession.”

Yuna knew that she wasn’t very smart.

But he was smarter than he thought.

I knew I was attracted to Saya, and I knew that if I continued to do so, things would turn out to be a mess.

So I was unconsciously suppressing it.

But everything got twisted when Se-ha showed up.

Not only was it impossible for him to ignore his own feelings any longer, but they began to pour out more violently as a reaction to the hole in the wall.

My body, which had been hot since morning, demanded to buy something.

I wanted to see you more than anything in this world.

But I can’t reveal that fact to Saya.

But I couldn’t suppress it either.

If this continues, Saya will be attacked.

I was so scared of that fact that I ran away.

“This is what you wanted! You kept toying with me for this! I hope it works out the way you want! Are you happy?! Are you satisfied?! What should I do! What should I do! I can’t think of anything but Saya! I get wet just hearing Saya’s voice!”

“You have surrendered to the Master (Saya).”

《You will receive orders from the Master (Saya)》

At that moment, something like an unknown message appeared before Yuna’s eyes.

“What is this…?”

“Oh, a message popped up. Congratulations, number 2.”

Se-ha said that and took out his cell phone.

It seemed like they were on the phone for about 5 minutes.

The other person’s name was written as ‘Senior Saya’.

In a slightly different sense than before, Yuna’s mind went blank.

uh?

What is it?

What does it mean?

You were on a call?

Could it be that Saya is hearing what I’m saying now?

“Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh… ?”

I sat up in embarrassment, muttering meaningless syllables.

I couldn’t understand the situation, but I knew that I had to run away.

door…?

No, it’s dangerous.

I don’t know if it was because of my mood, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t work.

I hear the sound of someone panting from over there.

window…?

No, that won’t work.

It’s so small that I don’t think my body will be able to get out.

wall….

Yeah, this is it.

If you activate your acceleration ability to its limit and utilize your resistance, you may be able to escape through a wall.

If you don’t have enough resistance and end up hitting your head and dying, that’s not so bad either.

Anyway, anything would be fine as long as I could just get out of here now.

At the same time that Yuna rushed towards the wall, Saya, holding her cell phone in her hand, gasped and opened the bathroom door.

The fact that Sayaka, who is known by everyone as being slow, understood the situation in an instant must be because she knows Yuna that well.

The moment Yuna disappeared from her sight, Saya shouted with all her might.

“[No! Stop!]”

Yuna barely managed to stop just before hitting the wall.

It wasn’t just that the race had stopped.

Until Saya ran up to Yuna and held her tightly in her arms, she couldn’t move at all.

†

I sat in an empty classroom and listened to Seha and Saya’s story.

To be honest, I thought it was some crazy talk, but when the ‘status window’ came up and the attribute section said ‘Saya’s [Slave]’, I couldn’t deny it.

Even if [Morality B] and [Shame S+] are like that, what on earth are [Lust (Saya only) S+], [Sadism (Saya only) A], and [Masochism (Saya only) A+++]?

What was more difficult was that even Sayadaw, who had become a Master, could see this status window.

Even more detailed than Yuna herself.

“It seems like there are no unique skills. It’s the sadness of a beginner character.”

I didn’t really understand the meaning, but I got angry at Se-ha’s random remark.

“You, right… .”

“I’m sorry! Hey, don’t do that, junior! I, I haven’t apologized for anything I’ve done so far!”

“… Stop it. It wasn’t your fault.”

“That’s right. Senior Saya didn’t do anything wrong, so why are you apologizing?”

“… .”

“Junior!”

When Saya scored a goal, Seha pouted and started talking nonsense.

But, judging from the way he sneakily checks the mood of the person buying it, it doesn’t mean he’s ignoring them.

Even if you just look at it for a second, you can tell how much this guy likes Saya.

“So… you’re saying that you made me become Saya’s slave because you needed me for that strange power struggle?”

“Yeah. Even though you don’t have any unique skills, you can be trusted as a bodyguard.”

“Junior… .”

Se-ha sighed at Saya’s voice, which sounded almost like she was pleading.

“I hate to admit it, but… he’s fast, strong, resistant to all kinds of attacks, and… he knows how lovable Saya-senpai is, so I thought I could give him the most important role.”

Janggi is a game that is lost if the king is captured.

There is no way to win by sacrificing the king.

At any given moment, the 0th priority operational objective is to protect the king.

“If I could, I would never want to leave it to someone else… .”

I felt complicated emotions when I saw Se-ha speaking as if she still had a lot of regrets.

Just thinking about how I was toyed with by this guy makes me feel murderous.

But I think I can forgive it somehow because I think it was for Saya’s sake.

If this guy hadn’t intervened, Yuna might never have realized her own feelings.

Because one day, when it’s all too late, you might realize it and regret it.

Yeah, looking back… it still makes me mad, doesn’t it…?

“Oh, right. I don’t know for sure, but if that’s the case, I’ll take care of Saya.”

As Yuna said that, she gently pulled Saya into a hug.

To be honest, I thought I had seen all the ugly sides, so I acted a little self-deprecatingly, but that guy was jealous… jealous… Huh?

“… Why do you have such a happy expression on your face?”

“That… I’m so angry and upset, but at the same time, I feel nervous as Senior Saya looks at me, saying, “Is this okay?” What should I do?”

“You really don’t have to be picky when it comes to buying things… .”

†

Se-ha entered the lecture hall, and Saya and Yuna, who had free time, were just sitting in the lecture room.

I was trying to organize the complicated thoughts going through my head, and I was getting tired of it, so I thought about escaping to sleep, but then I heard Saya’s voice next to me.

“Hey, Yuna.”

“What is it?”

“There… Yuna might not want to think about it, but she heard it so she thought she had to say it… .”

I felt like I should pretend not to understand.

I thought I could just gloss over it and pretend it never happened.

I thought that in this series of crazy situations, I might be able to quietly bury it.

But Saya is always so enthusiastic, so I guess she’ll be the same in this story too.

“Yeah. Tell me.”

I was prepared.

Just as Se-ha’s entire appearance reveals his feelings for Saya, we can clearly see his feelings when we see Saya following him shyly.

“Thank you for telling me you like me. But I… I like my junior… I don’t think I can have the same feelings as Yuna… .”

An infinitely cautious refusal.

Well, I knew that.

It’s not like I confessed that I loved you or asked you to be mine.

Rather, it may have been closer to words blurted out in a fit of rage due to an explosion of sexual desire and impatience.

So I was going to tell Saya.

It’s not something you need to put much weight on.

You don’t have to worry about it.

“But… I was happy. Yeah, really. Just being able to hear those words from Yuna made me think that it was worth being born into this world… . I thought… that maybe I could live without feeling ashamed of myself, a little bit… .”

It was inevitable that her voice would tremble, but even so, her voice was full of sincerity in every word she spoke.

It was so sincere that it was embarrassing to hear.

Words that should have been meaningless,

I gained value through Sayah.

“Ah, this is a master who really makes people feel uncomfortable… .”

Yuna hugged Saya tightly to hide her expression.

Saya, who was initially embarrassed, soon responded quietly.

I felt like crying without realizing it as I saw him reaching out and patting my back as if he was comforting a child.

I clearly understood that I had come to have an ‘owner’.

The fact that I became a ‘slave’ is not unpleasant at all.