Volume 4 Chapter 15-2 The Girl’s True Feelings
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
She looked like she couldn’t believe it.
She was just shocked by the exchange with Lifia and Kéa, and now she’s confused by the new characters.
”Ah, Tifi, explain it. What exactly are you to me?”
When I asked casually, Tifi blushed a little and looked away.
”Um, saying it again is kind of embarrassing, really.”
Tifi touched her cheek, sporting a shy little smile.
She took a breath, then looked at Yomi.
”I’m Mr. Taro’s wife. And, there’s Mr. Taro’s baby here.”
She showed off by gently stroking her belly.
Yomi fell silent at her words.
”…Huh? A baby? But, we’ve only been called here for about half a year…”
Yomi opened her mouth in shock, staring at me like she couldn’t believe her eyes.
”You, how loose are you with yourself…”
She looked totally fed up.
Words just came out naturally.
”Mr. Taro is such a wonderful guy, so it’s only natural!”
Tifi said this all calmly, like it was no big deal.
Yomi looked even more confused, clutching her head.
”Well, that’s why I’ve got 3 gorgeous wives now.”
I shrugged and told Yomi.
Lifia smiled, Tifi giggled softly, and Kéa nodded with a bright “Yes, I am!”
”Just being a s*x slave, I don’t need that.”
Yomi’s face suddenly went stiff at my words.
Her anxious, uncertain eyes fixed on me, trembling with fear.
”But… what am I supposed to do then…”
Yomi bit her lip, eyes moist, asking that.
The only reliable person in this otherworld is me.
Her voice shook with fear of being abandoned.
I lowered a spider’s thread for her.
”But, if…”
I give hope to a girl crushed by despair.
”If you’re a girl who’s fallen for me, loves me, and can’t help but love me fiercely, maybe I’d think about keeping you close.”
I said it in a light, careless tone.
Return kindness with kindness.
That’s all.
That’s what I’m saying.
”If you truly loves me from your heart, adores me──that I can’t kick you out.”
”Huh…”
Yomi gasped for a moment.
With a desperate look on her face, she was struggling to think of something.
Then, hesitantly, she forced some words out.
”Um, it’s just that, ever since we first met, I’ve been thinking about Mr. Taro…”
It was a half-hearted lie.
No one could be fooled by that.
She probably knew it was a stretch, but right now, it was all she could say.
But I wasn’t gonna hold back.
”By the way, Lifia’s Spirit Magic can see through lies.”
”Huh…?”
Yomi turned pale in an instant.
”Lifia, what did Yomi just say?”
”It’s a lie.”
Lifia said it bluntly, still wearing her usual gentle smile.
Like it was just an everyday fact.
Well, that makes sense.
She’s just a complete stranger, after all.
Even if I saved her life, there’s no reason for her to fall for someone like me, who she barely knows.
”Uuuuuuh…”
Yomi cupped her face, curling up.
She looked like she was about to be crushed by her pain and despair.
And in the end──
”Wh-what do you want me to do!? There’s nothing I can do about this!”
Yomi finally couldn’t hold it in anymore and yelled.
”You say to just throw me into a dungeon!? You picked me up, healed me, and even gave me food!”
Tears welled in her eyes, her trembling voice echoing in the room.
”I thought I’d never eat white rice again, and yet you made sure I got some!”
Her voice shook as she shouted, and before long, sobs began to spill out.
”I’ll do anything, even be a s*x slave… just take care of me until the end…! Really, I mean it…”
Yomi shook her shoulders, desperately clinging to me without even wiping her tears.
Her appearance was painfully vulnerable, the fragility of a girl shining through.
I couldn’t blame her.
This Love Hotel was the only place in this world where you could eat Japanese food.
The smell of white rice, the warmth of miso soup, the taste of home-cooked side dishes.
For Yomi, who had been summoned to another world, abandoned, and felt so alone, this place must’ve been the only refuge.
If she got kicked out from here, there was nothing left but despair.
It was completely natural for her to cling to me and cry.
”It’s okay.”
Lifia was the one who spoke to Yomi, just moments ago having denied her words.
”You can really fall for Master, you know?”
”Eh…?”
The voice was gentle.
But the content seemed unrealistic.
”You don’t have to trick me, just trick yourself. Keep telling yourself until you really fall for Master.”
”Such a thing…”
Yomi’s voice was hoarse, choked with tears.
”Yomi, you do like Master, right?”
Lifia smiled and whispered to Yomi.
”I…”
Yomi trembled, her words caught in her throat.
Cornered, confused, her face a mess with tears, still──
”Come on, answer ‘honestly’. You do like Master, right?”
Lifia’s words were soft.
But they offered no escape.
Yomi bit her quivering lips and squeezed out an answer.
”I like… Mr. Taro.”
As the words fell, the room was wrapped in silence for a moment.
Yomi was staring at me with disbelief in her eyes, tears streaming down her face.
”Yomi, you can say your ‘true feelings’. You do like Master, right?”
Lifia asked with a gentle smile and a soft voice.
The voice was comforting, but to Yomi, it was also a chain that took away her refuge.
”I… like Mr. Taro. I like Mr. Taro… I like Mr. Taro…”
Yomi repeated in a trembling voice, her head bowed.
It was like a spell, repeatedly telling herself over and over.
To survive here, she had to say it.
She had to convince herself.
She must know deep down that it’s unreasonable.
But still, to cling to the only place she could rely on in this other world, she was desperate.
Lifia watched Yomi’s state but didn’t lose her composure.
Rather, she seemed satisfied, smiling as if she felt joy in guiding to the right answer.
”That’s right. You’re a good girl, Yomi.”
Lifia embraced Yomi from behind and began to caress her.
Yomi’s areola and nip**le were sinking into a hole where a slender finger was inserted.
”Mmm, ah… I like Mr. Taro…”
Yomi felt it as her sensitive nip**le was teased.
”You want Master to hold you, don’t you?”
”I want to be held…”
Lifia whispered into Yomi’s ear.
As she whispered, her hand slipped into Yomi’s secret place.
”You like Master’s p**is, don’t you?”
”Ah, Mr. Taro’s p**is… mmm… I like it…”
A lewd squelching sound echoed.
”You want to be violated, don’t you?”
”Uh, oh, I want to be violated… uh…”
Yomi repeated Lifia’s words with tears in her eyes, aching with pleasure, and with desperate effort.
”You want him to c*m inside you, don’t you?”
”Ah, Mr. Taro’s c*m, I want him to c*m inside… mmm…”
This education continues until the lies become truth.
”You want to have his baby, don’t you?”
”Mr. Taro’s… baby… I want to, get pregnant… ahhh!”
She could feel her heart being corrupted, her voice gradually becoming wet with tears, growing hoarse.
Yet Yomi kept whispering softly.
Perhaps Lifia is using Spirit Magic too.
Using her ability to read people’s personalities and emotions, she effectively corners Yomi’s heart.
She wants to make Yomi believe her words are true, through both words and physical pleasure.
Lifia’s brainwashing-like education continues indefinitely.
Kéa nodded seriously as she watched, while Tifi smiled bitterly.
I’m appalled, but I have no intention of stopping.
In fact, if this makes Yomi obedient to me, it will reduce future worries.
In a twisted atmosphere, the quiet night visited a Love Hotel room.
Only the small whispers of the girl and the lewd sounds of moisture echoed in the darkness.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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