episode_0085

“Anything is fine… I want you to punish me… .”

“It’s not your fault, junior.”

“… No, it’s my fault.”

I got down on my knees and said so.

Even though he drank a lot of recovery medicine, he said that the burns on his face were still there. He put a large gauze over his face so that he wouldn’t show it, but just looking at it made my heart sink.

“That sounds right. Why don’t you do that?”

There was a hint of anger in Yuna’s eyes as she looked at me. Of course. Yuna was said to have been out with her senior at the time. So she must have witnessed it herself.

As Saya-senpai was walking down the street, a severe burn suddenly appeared on his face.

But the senior was stubborn.

“I was the one who thought to hurt my junior. I thought it was fortunate that I could do that. … My junior didn’t want to get hurt either. It would be difficult to ask for punishment. I’ll stop talking here.”

“… … … … .”

“… Junior… .”

The senior looked really troubled.

But it was the same for me. If I let it go like this, there’s no way I can do anything about this frustrating feeling.

At that moment, the chairman, who was watching the argument(?) taking place in the living room, intervened.

“To summarize, Se-ha-yang is having a hard time because she thinks that Saya-yang got hurt unnecessarily because of her. Saya-yang doesn’t think Se-ha-yang did anything wrong, so she thinks it’s ridiculous to punish her.”

“… Yeah.” “… Yes.”

My senior and I nodded at the same time.

The chairman sighed and said.

“I can’t help but wish she had gone somewhere else. It seems like she’s reflected enough, but Se-ha, who insists on being punished, and Saya, who insists on not giving in even if she dies, are both annoying.”

“… Sorry.” “… I’m sorry.”

“At times like this, it’s also good to have good chemistry. Anyway, let’s do this. In the end, what’s needed is a punishment that will make Se-ha-yang deeply remember not to make this kind of mistake again, right? … That punishment, there’s no need for Saya-yang to receive it, right?”

And then the chairman’s proposal came… I ended up accepting it.

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The story goes back a few hours.

I was chasing a serial killer nicknamed ‘The Vocal Destroyer’.

There’s quite a bit of time left before the Lion King is defeated and Part 2 begins.

During that time, I found the ‘Dreaming Teddy Bear’ and created a ‘Save Point’. It was really the worst thing I’ve ever done, so I don’t want to mention it now. I hope it doesn’t happen again.

Anyway, with that, I finished the minimum preparations for the subsequent fight and decided to eliminate the other side’s unexpected variables as much as possible.

That was a malicious encounter event with a killer that would occur randomly in the game. There were already irregulars called apostles of other gods, so it would be troublesome if there were victims like this.

Of course, within the game, there are certain events that repeat indefinitely with a certain probability. However, since this world is not a game, it cannot help but be rooted in reality.

Based on that judgment, we tracked down and captured ‘named people’ who had distinct behavioral patterns and a tendency to show off.

‘The Woman with the Torn Mouth’ who used the hideout for a while to listen to the Chairman’s sister’s worries. ‘Adult Tetris’ who has an obsession with filling boxes with dismembered corpses. ‘Ordered Neapolitan’ who uses human blood as a cooking ingredient.

The captured guys were handed over to Aret. They were probably experimented on appropriately and then disposed of.

And this afternoon, we caught the ‘vocal destroyer’ in his hideout, setting his victims on fire and making them sing a song he composed.

But… there was a mistake.

I didn’t kill him because I planned to hand him over to Aret, but this bastard committed suicide by spewing flames in all directions.

As a result, I was able to evade the blow, but I suffered serious burns to my arms and face. If that were all, I could say that I paid a low price for my carelessness… but when I felt the wounds I had just received suddenly disappear, I couldn’t help but scream.

I quickly contacted my senior, and Yuna, who was nearby, took over and checked the situation. I quickly sorted out the situation, left the rest to Aret, and returned to see my senior’s sleeping face. I stayed by his side with a heavy heart.

Fortunately, the burns were not serious.

Because using too much of the healing medicine in a short period of time reduces its effectiveness and causes side effects, it was not possible to completely heal the wound right away.

But now it was better to the point where a large gauze was attached to my cheek, and I would be fine after taking some more recovery medicine in a few hours.

But I felt the worst.

Last time, during the Lion King incident, something similar happened, but it’s a lot different now. At that time, I was taken by surprise in an unexpected situation, and I couldn’t do anything on my own.

But now… All I had to do was not let my guard down. Because I forgot that obvious thing, Senior Saya ended up getting hurt instead of me.

I told my awakened senior about it and asked for a punishment, he refused, I asked for a punishment again, he refused… and while this was going on, the chairman intervened and proposed a compromise.

When the chairman asked if I could be punished by someone other than my senior, I said yes.

The important thing is to engrave in your body the consequences of this carelessness and arrogance. This will allow you to reflect and make sure that something like this never happens again… .

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“… I want to hit you for thinking that.”

“Would you stop now? Now that your head has cooled down, don’t you think that was a waste of time?”

The chairman asked with a smile.

I felt it deeply. When I think about it, the idea of being punished for causing Senior Saya to get hurt was stupid.

The biggest punishment for me is Senior Saya getting hurt… .

It was a very stupid thing to say, like saying you want to reflect on something you did that deserves death, but want to receive a punishment that doesn’t mean you’re going to die.

I was able to calmly realize that he had just been looking for an excuse to get away from that guilt.

I was looking at dozens of clothes in front of me.

“Huh… ? Aren’t you going to do it, teacher… ?”

Yuren asked with obvious disappointment.

Yes. I want to be punished, but Senior Saya is reluctant to punish me. In that case, the chairman suggested that the other members punish me instead.

I accepted the offer, and so Yuren came up to bat as the first batter… and materialized dozens of clothes with [Angel’s Paint].

Looking at the pile of clothes, I came to my senses and realized how guilty I had been.

but….

“… I will do it.”

Even so, Yuren was looking at me with an expression full of anticipation… .

It was quite different from what I had expected, but I decided that if my senior liked it, then it wasn’t something I couldn’t do… I challenged myself with the first course, ‘Yuren’s Doll’.

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So to speak… it was a kind of fashion show play.

I come out of the bedroom wearing the clothes that Yuren made for me, walk around the living room, and strike poses and facial expressions as requested.

I wondered where the colorful lights shining on me came from, and it turned out to be something Yuren had drawn in the air with [Angel’s Paint].

No, isn’t the learning speed too fast…?

It wasn’t long before I realized that I was drawing ‘darkness’, but now I’m drawing moving ‘light’.

Anyway, when I return to the living room, passing Yuren and Suin who are diligently flashing their cameras, my senior who is trying hard to hide his expression that is a mixture of regret and joy, and Yuna who is sighing for me… the chairman with a big smile on his face is waiting for me.

“What are you so happy about… .”

“I tell you, Yuren is my younger sister.”

“… That means experienced.”

The chairman nodded his head with a smile.

“Of course, I’ve never worn so many different clothes at once. And I feel like I’ve lost one of my positions, so it’s a shame.”

“You have absolutely no intention of looking down on me? … I know you must have had a hard time, though.”

“It’s for Yuren, so there’s no way you’d think it was hard work.”

“… Oh, yeah… .”

I sighed and took off my clothes. The chairman helped me with that.

About half of the clothes that Yuren prepared were impossible for her to wear on her own. Originally, her senior was going to help her, but it was too much work and too tiring, so she left it up to the chairman.

It’s not that I can’t stand seeing my seniors happy every time they go out wearing new clothes… .

It may be my bias, but I basically feel like this fashion show game doesn’t suit me. If you’re choosing clothes for a purpose, then maybe… .

“Is the concept of enjoying oneself becoming more beautiful an innate difference?”

“I think narcissism exists in both men and women, and it just has different manifestations. By the way, if you don’t want to wear it, you can just say no, right, Seha?”

“… .”

I sighed and accepted the clothes the chairman handed me. I sighed again.

The clothes that have already been digested are basically ones that Yuren designed for the chairman. Although there may be differences in details, they were made with great care considering the person who would actually wear them.

But now, the remaining clothes were more like the realization of things I had drawn as a hobby, or more precisely, fan art.

… To put it bluntly, from now on it becomes the realm of cosplay.

We entered the second half under the chairman’s joyful, truly incredibly joyful gaze.

I opened the door and stepped out, thinking to myself.

I was given an assassination mission. As a dealer at a casino, I pretended to make natural contact with the target who visited as a customer. I smiled in a way that made people think I was being nice to them, but it was not.

“… … … … Bunny girl?”

For some reason, Su-in broke the silence that had lasted until they were halfway around the living room.

“Then what would it be… .”

Decorative sleeves on the neck and wrists, a leotard with padding for shape, fishnet stockings and high heels, a rabbit-shaped hair band and tail decoration on the head and buttocks… .

We decided to call this Bunny Girl.

And let me add… I felt strangely embarrassed… .

I don’t know why. It’s a design that’s quite revealing, but I’m not embarrassed by it. But I feel strangely excited.

If you think about it logically… I wonder if it’s because the clothes are so blatantly sexier, and I feel a great sense of dissonance with the way I think about myself.

If it was a disguise for a mission or purpose, I could consciously bury it, but right now it’s the best.

I think I’d be more confident in front of people I don’t know, but is this how I feel when I cosplay in front of people I know?

But now that it’s come to this, there’s no use feeling embarrassed.

I calmed my mind and corrected my posture.

“Looking at the reaction, it seems like you’re not very good. Is there a pose you want or something? Can I just go in?”

And I regretted asking that question. Because Yuren and Suin started to actively ask for poses. Even the senior who had been watching silently asked for a few poses.

What the heck. Why are bunny girls so popular with the ladies?

After that, fashion shows continued, but there were no enthusiastic requests like there were during the bunny girl days. There were also some that were even more revealing.

On the other hand, I think I became somewhat immune to the bunny girl thing, so it wasn’t that awkward after that.

The last piece of clothing was the cheongsam… or rather, the blue china dress of a famous fighting game character. After finishing it all, I sighed and thought, “It’s over now…” as Yuren handed out pieces of paper to each person.

“What is this?”

“Please choose three outfits that you liked from the ones the teacher wore today. The teacher… will wear the outfit that you chose as number one for the next week, except in unavoidable circumstances.”

“… Wait a minute. A week?”

Yuren answered quite seriously, without the slightest hesitation.

“Then, at least for that period of time, you will be too embarrassed to go around.”

“That’s… you’re saying I’ll choose the clothes that would make me feel the most embarrassed.”

“Otherwise it wouldn’t be a punishment… .”

… the fashion show was fake… .

And, as expected, the voting results came out as expected.

“… Why does everyone like bunny girls so much?”

The bunny girl outfit got the most votes, or to be exact, everyone’s vote except for mine. Even Yuna, who didn’t seem to react much, voted for only one bunny outfit.

As I had no choice but to change back into my bunny girl outfit, Yuren told me not to worry about getting them dirty, as she would make me three outfits every day.

I guess I should be thankful, because I have no idea how to wash these clothes.

Of course, I also ate dinner dressed as a bunny girl. It’s incredibly uncomfortable to eat with sleeves like this… .

When Su-in asked why only the senior had porridge, she said she was worried that it would be difficult for him to chew on something with a wound on his face, so she prepared porridge.

The maid power is increasing more and more… .

After dinner, we watched each other’s photos on a big screen. As I was watching, I was groaning with a headache, but then my senior said he was going to go to bed early, so we went back to the living room together.

Tomorrow morning is reserved for the chairman, and the afternoon is reserved for Suin.

I sighed, not knowing what kind of ‘punishment’ he would ask for, and then I realized that my senior was stealing glances at me.

“What’s wrong, senior?”

“Oh, no… . I just thought it suited you well… .”

“Thank you for the compliment… But why is the response so good? My exposure has increased, but is that something to be happy about? After all, we’ve already seen everything.”

But the senior shook his head seriously.

“That bunny girl outfit… suits you well, junior. Your skin is really fine, so it might be a shame to cover it up too much. These stockings… the contrast between the stockings and your bare skin is amazing.”

My senior lightly ran his fingertips over the stockings I was wearing. My heart raced slightly along with the ticklish feeling.

Senior… Is this tempting?

“But I think the reason the votes were so high… was because the junior looked cute.”

“… What?”

“That was cute. I’ve never seen my junior hesitate like that before.”

You’re cute… .

“That’s not exactly a pleasant compliment… . I like cool people when I’m a senior. I don’t mind being a little more condescending and saying I’m dirty.”

“… Is that okay?”

“What can I do if I’m born with this body and I’m in denial…? But cuteness is a mental issue.”

The senior smiled bitterly.

“That’s a difficult question. I always thought of my junior as cool, wild, and cute.”

“… Sometimes, my senior is too bold in his temptations.”

“… Are you tempted by what I just said?!”

“No, existence itself.”

I tried to gently pull her in, hug her, and kiss her, but my senior carefully pushed her away.

“Wait a minute… You tempted me like that and you’re pretending not to know?”

“I’m sorry, junior. Actually, I’m a little angry.”

For a moment, my throat got blocked.

“Oh, it’s not you, it’s me… … … … No, I think it’s right to be a little angry at you too.”

The senior who saw my face was flustered and tried to correct himself… but stopped. Then he looked at my face after hearing those words and let out a sigh.

“Even if you make such a pitiful expression, you’re still angry… .”

My senior pulled me close and hugged me tightly, then made me lie down on his thighs.

She fiddled with the rabbit ear hair band for a moment as if she was interested, then looked down at my face and whispered softly.

“So, as a small punishment for both me and my junior, please just sleep tonight, and instead… please save tomorrow night for me and Yuna.”

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The next day.

When he woke up in the morning, he gave his senior an additional dose of recovery medicine. When he confirmed that the pain was completely gone, he removed the gauze and saw that he had returned to normal without any wounds.

Although it wasn’t a big wound to begin with, it was true that I was worried because it was a burn on my face.

After finishing breakfast with a much better mind, I took the chairman to school.

Today, there is a bazaar event at Wolmyeong Military School. It is an event to sell old school supplies and items donated by cadets. The president asked me to help with the sales.

If it’s something like this, I’ll do it if you ask without having to bring up ‘punishment’…

I was foolish to think that way.

When we arrived at the student council president’s office, the president placed the bag he was carrying on the desk and said.

“Okay, Seha. Then take it off now.”

Then, I saw the bunny girl costume she took out of her bag and flinched for a moment. Of course, I just wore my uniform when I went out… .

“Excuse me, Chairman…?”

“Why are you doing that? The morning is supposed to be my punishment time.”

“Oh, that’s true, but… .”

But the chairman didn’t stop there.

Several rotors of various sizes are placed on top of the bunny girl costume. They are followed by various items such as handcuffs, clips, pins, ropes, eye masks, and mouth guards.

“Uh, Uh… Chairman… … ?”

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on using them all. I just brought them all because I didn’t know what I might need.”

“No, that’s not what I was asking… .”

“I don’t have any ill feelings toward you, but I don’t. There are parts where I feel grateful, but… there were times when I got mad at your pranks.”

The chairman declared with a bright smile.

“If you’re going to say you’ll be punished, think a little about the karma you’ve accumulated?”