On the way home from school. I was walking arm in arm with Kurosawa-san. It was very natural, as if it was a normal thing to do, she intertwined her arms with mine.
It couldnât be helped because I was restless. But today, she didnât even have any excuse.
I thought the fact that we got into a bit of a good mood yesterday was still lingering, but I honestly didnât know what was going on in her mind. Still, the feel of her soft breasts against my arms made my cheeks slacken.
âI seeâŚ..so, this is what you call a tsundereâŚâŚâ
To be honest, I didnât know what kind of change of heart she had. But I underestimated the destructive power of a tsun turning into a dere. Now I realise this firsthand.
I held Kurosawa-san many times while she was locked up, but this was a different story. It was completely different.
What I had here was not Kurosawa-san who was forcibly made submissive by force, but the conventional tsun Kurosawa-san, who was still tsun, blotting out the dere.
If I said the difference between farmed Kurosawa-san and natural Kurosawa-san, would that help explain it?
And I was probably not the only one who was nervous. Somehow, I felt as if I could feel her heart beating through my entwined arms.
I could tell that she was anticipating what would happen next, just as I was. It even felt like that.
âSheâs gonna do me, orally again todayâŚâŚI had to send Ryoko a message telling her not to come until I called her.â
Yesterday, if Ryoko hadnât interfered, I was sure I would have been able to fuck her to the end. I was completely sure of it. So, if the same thing happened as yesterday, I might be able to completely make Kurosawa-san mine. Not as the Confinement King, but as Fumio Kijima.
As my expectations grew, I naturally got distracted. With a flustered gait, my steps unknowingly became faster and faster. Then, Kurosawa-san raised her voice.
âMouuâYouâre going too fast! Thatâs why youâre not popular. When youâre walking with a girl, you have to match her pace!â
âOh, I-Iâm sorry.â
âMy God, I donât know what youâre panicking aboutâŚâ
When I hastily slowed down my steps, she smirked and poked me on the cheek in a teasing manner.
âIâm not, I didnât mean to do thatâŚâŚ.â
âAhaha, what are you being so coy about? Gross, gross!â
The words were the same as ever, but the tone of her voice was rather joyful. She stuck her tongue out at the end, and it was really cute.
As we talked about the manga I had lent her, we left the forest road and approached a residential area along the main road.
But it was only until this moment that things were peaceful. When we were about to leave the residential area, Kurosawa-san suddenly stopped and stepped away from me.
âJu-Jun-kunâŚ..â
Kurosawa-sanâs expression stiffened. I followed her gaze and saw Kasuya-kun leaning against a telephone pole.
After looking at each of us, he walked towards Kurosawa-san and I,
âWhat is it? Ka, Kasuya-kun?â
I couldnât help but be frightened. To be honest, I was scared of him.
ââŚâŚâŚ.Oi, Kimo-jima. I donât know what kind of story youâre using to threaten Misuzu, but Iâll never forgive you!â
It was a low, stifled voice that seemed as if it was about to burst. And I couldnât help but step back when I heard that he was about to burst with anger.
âI-Iâm not threatening herâŚâ
âDonât play dumb! Thereâs no way Misuzu would ever voluntarily approach a creep like you!â
âIâm not! Iâm not threatening herâŚâŚ!â
âJun-kun, wait, Iâm not threatened!â
When Kurosawa-san raised her voice, Kasuya-kun gave her a pitying look.
âDonât worry about it, Misuzu. You donât have to pretend to be something youâre not. Iâll help you now.â
âJu, Jun-kun, no, thatâs not it!â
At the same time as Kurosawa-san said this, Kasuya-kun suddenly grabbed onto me.
âUaa?!â
I thought he grabbed my chest, but instead, he head-butted me right between my eyes. And suddenly, stars scattered in front of my eyes. The next thing I knew, I wobbled unconsciously and felt a dull pain in my midsection because Kasuya-kunâs knee had sunk into my stomach.
âO,oooooo,ooâŚ.â
The pain was followed by a sour taste coming up from the inside of my throat.
Shit. He was really used to fighting. The next one was between the eyebrows, and the next one was at the groin.
Unable to breathe, I almost fell to my knees. At that moment, he grabbed my chest and pulled me to the ground with all his might, dragging me forward.
From there it was even more one-sided. He kicked me in the stomach, and my body floated up, drawing the letter [he]. I couldnât hold the pain when the ace of the football team kicked me in the stomach with all his might. I didnât know what it was, but I was writhing in pain as a liquid of gastric juice or something like that spilled out of my mouth.
(TL: letter [he] = ă¸)
âYouâŚâŚ messed with something you shouldnât have messed with! Kimo-jima!â
He kicked me in the stomach again, and I fell to the ground with all my might.
âDonât you ever go near Misuzu again, you shit!â
I felt like I had been beaten to death. I couldnât take it any longer.
I was going to prepare a more miserable life for him, and it would be a shame to end my revenge in such a simple way, but I had no choice.
If I jumped at him by making a door appear behind him, I should be able to at least push him into the door.
âIâll show you hellâŚâŚâ
And at the moment I looked up to make the door appear, I stiffened with my eyes wide open.
âWhat the hell is that look in your eyes?â
âKasuya-kunâŚ..â
âAaan!?â
âKurosawa-san is being kidnappedâŚâŚâ
In a panic, Kasuya-kun looked back behind him and we saw a black wagon drive off a short distance away from us.
The moment I looked up, what I saw was the sight of Kurosawa-san being taken into the car.
âMi, Misuzu!â
Kasuya-kun rushed out. I was no longer on his radar. I took advantage of the opportunity to open the door on the wall and rolled into the inside.
âLili! Lili!!â
In the bedroom of the Confinement King, crawling on that red carpet, I raised my voice, and unlike the last time, Lili appeared with a face that seemed to say she was dismayed.
âWhat is it, Devi? You got hit again, Devi?â
âIâm okayâŚ. Call Torture now! Kurosawa-san has been kidnapped!â
âKurosawa-chan? By whom?â
âI donât know!â
Lili must have thought that this was no joke. Her expression became stiffened.
âTorture! Hurry up and treat FumiFumi, Devi!â
In the corner of the room. The one-winged fallen angel wearing a sackhead emerged from the shadows. She held her hand above my head and the pain immediately receded.
âHaaâŚâŚ thank you for saving me, Torture.â
As I called out to her, I activated my ăPeriscopeăand checked the outside of the door.
In the projected scenery, Kasuya-kun was making a phone call with a pale face. Probably the police.
Even so, it was too abrupt.
The time was evening. Even though there were few pedestrians on the street, it was still a corner of a residential area. The crime was too daring. Because of the circumstances, it was unreasonable to think that they targeted the girl indiscriminately. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like they were targeting Kurosawa-san with pinpoint accuracy.
âIt means they knew we were coming this way. Who?ăHow did they know?â
As I pondered this, Lili opened her mouth.
âFumiFumi, you can track Kurosawa-chanâs whereabouts with ăMarkeră.â
âăMarkeră âŚâŚhuh? I see.â
I had forgotten all about it, but I certainly had such a function. I could locate people under my control, whether they were Submissive, Subjugated or Enslaved. It must have been such a function.
When I activated the ăMarkerăwhile thinking of Kurosawa-san, an image like an aerial photograph appeared in front of me. In the middle of it, I saw a red light spot blip moving slowly.
âZoom it, Devi!â
As Lili uttered this, the image expanded as it approached the red light spot blip.
It was moving on the motorway. If it went straight through the residential area where Kurosawa-san was kidnapped, I would find the entrance to the motorway. It probably entered the motorway from there. The direction it was heading was south.
âThe first thing to remember is that if the mark is still visible, she is not dead, Devi. And as long as sheâs not dead, Torture can heal her from any injuries she may have, Devi. Donât worry about it, Devi.â
âThatâs not the pointâŚ..â
I would never allow anyone to mess with my property.
âFor now, we have to wait for the car to stop, Devi. Then, once we know where theyâre going, we can do whatever we want, Devi.â
âSo all we can do is waitâŚ.â
Once I deactivated the ăMarkeră, I activated the ăPeriscopeă again.
The Japanese police were excellent. It had only been about ten minutes, but several police cars had already arrived.
The detective appeasing the distraught Kasuya-kun looked familiar. It was Detective Inomoto. Ryoko was nowhere to be seen. I took out my phone and sent a message to Ryoko.
âKurosawa-san has been kidnapped. As soon as you get any information, send it all to meâŚ..â
ĂĂĂ
âAneki. So, how did it go?â
âHmm? I donât know.â
âWhat do you mean you donât know? Thatâs irresponsible.â
âBecause I told you weâre very careful not to get our foot in the door.ăOnce weâve given instructions to the semi-greys, we donât have any contact with them until we hear from the local brokers that theyâve received the money.â
âuuWaaâŚYouâre doing a shabby job.â
I â Teruya Hikari â threw myself onto the bed in my room with my phone to my ear.
During lunchtime today, I peeked at the note that Kurosawa Misuzu had secretly slipped under a textbook for Kimo-jima to look at, and learnt that the two of them were going home through the back gate. Since they were going out of their way to return home through an unseen back way, I could only call it a chance. So I urgently asked my sister to arrange for a kidnapper.
The relationship between Junichi-sama and Misuzu Kurosawa was currently strained. If she went missing while the relationship was deteriorating, Junichi-sama would probably give up.
When I called my sister, she said she would do something about it, even though her tone was one of dismay.
I had originally asked my sister to kidnap Misuzu Kurosawa, but she simply dismissed it. In actuality, she was planning to make Kurosawa into a package to be put on next weekâs shipping, but she said the ship would be ready for the next day.
The ship was leaving tomorrow morning for a nine-day journey. It would be unloaded with other luggage at a port near Yogyakarta and the rest would be overland. Even my sister didnât know what happened after that. All she knew was that she would never come back to Japan.
[TL: Yogyakarta is a city somewhere in Indonesia]
âAre you sure itâs okay?â
When I reminded her of this, she said lightly, as if she was blowing up a paper balloon.
âWell, it should be fine. I havenât made a single mistake so far. Theyâre pretty good for Hangure. More importantly, Hikaru-chan, once the girl is kidnapped, you should take care of the rest. A depressed man will fall right away if you treat him nicely.â
[ED: Hangure means loosely-organized criminal gang, non-yakuza organized crime group]