Chapter Index

    Isn’t it rather strange for an academy to have a dungeon?

    After all, it’s a facility built for students to study. At least, primarily.

    But in the world, there are always one or two elements that are inevitably necessary.

    The dungeon deep within the academy’s basement could also be considered one such element.

    For instance, there might be times, like this one, when audacious individuals who directly attack the academy need to be temporarily detained, even if just for a short while.

    I heard it had only been used about once since I enrolled here.

    The Moonlight Church terrorist incident, which I’ve mentioned a few times, was precisely the reason.

    Dozens of people were imprisoned then, but I wonder where they are now?

    They were probably transferred to a more proper awakened villain detention facility, whether in conjunction with the state or some other means.

    The old man of the demonic sword and Violet, currently imprisoned here, will soon meet the same fate.

    That’s why it was necessary. If I wanted a private audience, now was the only chance.

    Still, since they’re S-rank, their cells would be solitary confinement…

    Whether to talk or to ‘do something.’ If I could do it, it was only now. I subtly raised my head and looked at the ceiling of the underground dungeon.

    I seemed to have descended quite deeply… Yet, for a place like this, it was incredibly bright.

    If I imagined a stone basement like something out of the Middle Ages, given that it’s called an underground prison, a dungeon, am I the strange one?

    Anyway.

    Clink—

    I took out the bundle of keys that Mr. Yang Chan-ho had handed to me, his expression peculiar.

    Handing the keys to an underground prison, the power to release its captives, to a mere student might be quite dangerous.

    In fact, it wasn’t a big problem. Whether I opened the prison door with these or not, the villain, bound by all sorts of restraints, would be powerless.

    I took steps that felt much lighter and walked down the long underground corridor.

    And the presences I sensed split into two.

    Needless to say, to the right and to the left.

    “…”

    Hmm.

    I let out a silent groan with a moment of silence. Which one was the old man, and which one was Violet?

    It was a question I could easily answer with a glance through the bars, but for some reason, a sense of curiosity welled up at that moment.

    “Hmm.”

    I paused for a moment and listened closely.

    It was to hear the noise.

    Clang… Clang…

    There was definitely a sound. I was relieved that it wasn’t just a quiet basement.

    How to describe it… it felt like someone was diligently hitting the wall with chains or handcuffs.

    It was the right side.

    ‘That sound is quite brutal.’

    I decided to turn left without hesitation.

    Click, click.

    And as I chose the correct key and inserted it into the slot, there was a ‘click’!

    Solitary cell number 2 of the underground prison, its formidable-looking iron door, was unlocked.

    “…”

    The first thing I saw upon entering was a dejected, violet-haired woman raising her head questioningly.

    Had she not expected anyone to enter? Her eyes were quite hazy.

    “Huh…!?”

    Then, after clearly recognizing my face, she immediately burst out with an exclamation.

    Hmm, I liked that the reaction was more lively than I expected. Plus one point.

    Squeak, thud! I stepped inside the solitary cell, closed the iron door behind me, and leaned my back against the wall.

    And then I subtly looked around.

    ‘Oh…’

    Indeed, humanitarian modern times, even in an awakened society, seemed to provide a rather ordinary-looking solitary cell.

    Of course, it only had the bare necessities, nothing more…

    In other words, it meant there were absolutely no torture devices, right?

    They were merely left to their own devices until their fate was decided.

    That, in itself, would be sad.

    What can be done? It’s their karma.

    I pondered what to say first, then suddenly realized I hadn’t done what I ought to.

    And feeling a bit chagrined, I raised my hand. A casual greeting.

    “Long time no see?”

    “You son of a bitch!”

    The immediate response was fiery. I hadn’t expected such a direct insult, so I flinched.

    The woman, Violet, began to snarl at me, her eyes wide like a savage beast.

    “You, you, you… You dare show your face? If it weren’t for you, I would have knocked out that lightning user and escaped a long time ago!”

    “Uh…”

    “What is it, what is it? Why are you here now? Just to see my face? Is that it? Is this teabagging? Do you know this is desecrating a corpse, you bastard?!”

    Hmm.

    Ehh.

    Hm.

    …This reaction is more intense than I thought, more than I could have imagined. I wonder if there was any reason for her to show such hostility towards me.

    All I did was twist and obstruct her chances of completely subduing Cheon Woohyuk a couple of times, right?

    Of course, if it hadn’t been for that, as she said, she could have easily gotten away.

    At the very least, she wouldn’t be stuck staring blankly in a shabby underground prison like this, would she?

    What do I care? I am confident. If you weren’t confident, you shouldn’t have attacked in the first place.

    She caused all this fuss just to get a heart, yet she acts as if she’s been wronged.

    I instantly shot a cold gaze at Violet. Her shoulders trembled slightly at my rather blatant stare.

    “W-what is it?”

    “…”

    “What’s with that look? Why are you staring at me so ominously, what in the world…?”

    “I wonder.”

    I shrugged, and Violet recoiled further, as if startled by it.

    Even so, both her hands were firmly fixed to the shackles on the wall, and she could only stumble with her somewhat free legs.

    I immediately approached her and slowly began to undress her. Tossing aside her jacket, unbuttoning her top one by one—.

    “?! H-hey?! W-w-what, what is this, what are you suddenly doing? Why are you taking off my clothes!?”

    “…”

    “Ah, I get it! So that’s it! You want my body, don’t you?! As expected of a young man, you know what’s beautiful… Alright, if you calm down a bit, I’ll wholeheartedly serve you, so for now, stop…?!”

    Violet’s words didn’t continue. Before she could finish, I reached her and then twisted her bound arm.

    “?!”

    Thud!

    And then I forcefully pushed her against the wall, restricting her movements. After all, even if I held a non-lethal conviction, a villain was still a villain.

    There was no need to treat her like a gentleman. She wasn’t even an acquaintance of mine.

    “Hiss, ugh…”

    Still, Violet let out a shallow, wheezing groan, as if she felt the pain regardless.

    With her body twisted around, she subtly turned her head and gazed at me resentfully.

    A single, brief word squeezed out from her lips.

    “You beast, you bastard…”

    “…”

    Hm.

    Honestly, it wasn’t a remark I wanted to hear from a villain, but my current actions were precisely like that, so I couldn’t entirely deny it either.

    I was swept by an inexplicable sense of self-loathing, yet I forcibly pushed that feeling away.

    And then, without needing to be slow, I violently began to strip Violet’s clothes.

    There was no need to strip off her entire top… just her skirt would do.

    Even then, Violet glared at me with a face steeped in shame, her eyes simultaneously burning with rage.

    What if the chains binding her arms didn’t have a ki-suppressing effect?

    I might have been torn to shreds a long time ago.

    What a truly fortunate thing.

    “Haa…”

    At any rate, when I finally stripped even her underwear, revealing her bare skin, Violet let out a sigh as if resigning herself.

    And then she subtly glared at me and spoke.

    “You…”

    “Yes?”

    “Whether it’s from here or from a detention facility, as soon as I break out… I’ll put everything else aside and come find you first. Remember that.”

    I quietly closed my mouth without bothering to retort. Violet probably didn’t like that silence much.

    She glared fiercely with wide eyes and forced a savage smile at me.

    “Just you wait. When that time comes, I’ll break all your limbs, tie you to a bed, and make you cry instead. All night long—.”

    “Are you from the Moonlight Church? You.”

    “—What?”

    And with my next words, her facade crumbled.

    Violet’s face instantly took on a dumbfounded expression.

    Clang!

    She immediately forgot her hands were bound and pulled her body forward, narrowing the distance between us. Our eyes met.

    “Who… are you?”

    I didn’t answer.

    Just like before.

    “Aren’t you going to tell me quickly?! Who in the world are you…!”

    Naturally, it only resulted in Violet’s impatience growing further.

    She cursed with wide eyes, but—.

    Squish!!

    “?! Hmph!?”

    Perhaps she had forgotten. Her current state. Her private parts, exposed with her skirt removed.

    Her face instantly flushed crimson, and heated breaths escaped her lips.

    “Ha, ugh, haa…?”

    The sight of the woman, looking up at me with both arms raised and bound, was incredibly alluring.

    She wore a confused expression, her eyes unfocused, as if a question mark hovered above her head.

    I thought for a moment.

    Whatever the case—.

    First, I would finish my personal (?) business of taking this woman’s body and abilities, then move on to the next matter.

    I moved my finger once more.

    “Ahhh…?!”

    And so, a chorus of cries began to echo within the solitary cell.

    Through extremely sensual, melting female cries.

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