Splash, splash.
The sound of footsteps echoing in the darkness.
Trembling, I looked up toward the source of the footfall.
There stood a beautiful woman with half of her face marred by burn scars, an one-armed wonder.
Even in that state, she was strangely beautiful, stunning…
Something, honestly a bit ugly by my standards, but no, no, thinking that would be sacrilegious, so I must think she’s beautiful—yes, she is beautiful, ah! Beautiful!
She was indeed a beautiful woman.
It was a woman who made me involuntarily think that I had to praise her beauty.
The beautiful woman appearing from the shadows commanded me.
“What are you doing? Kneel.”
And the moment I heard her command, an answer spilled from my mouth.
“Y-Yes, Master…”
Before I knew it, I found myself on my knees, instinctively responding, while I tilted my head in confusion.
Huh? Why am I obediently listening to her and kneeling down?
Why did I call her Master?
This should be something completely normal, expected even.
But for some reason, a sense of unease kept creeping up.
I slowly gazed at the face of my Master approaching me.
As expected, stunning—so beautiful it was dazzling.
But something was off.
I should be overwhelmed with joy seeing the beautiful face of my Master.
Yet, strangely, other emotions surged within me, not the joy I should feel.
Like a surge of warmth making my breath heavy in pleasure, but undeniably a different feeling.
It was anger.
The very source of my power boiling up deep in my heart.
That anger shouted out against my melted rationality.
Look closely again—how on earth can that be your Master?
Upon hearing that shout, I steeled my eyes and gazed directly at my Master’s face.
And
“Ugh…!”
I gasped, catching my breath.
It was because I realized.
That my own irrational behavior.
That there was a major problem with my thoughts.
Once I recognized that, I felt the absurdity of casually accepting something that shouldn’t be accepted.
Of course, it was strange to think of that woman as my Master when just looking at her face boiled my anger and hostility.
The moment I realized that, I grasped the dwindling string of rationality and mumbled.
I must resist; that woman is not your Master.
Look! Isn’t your heart continuously spewing out hostility?
That person is not someone I should obediently serve and sacrifice for.
She is someone I must kill—revenge against.
Desperately repeating that truth to myself, I bit my lip.
She is an enemy.
That woman is my enemy.
As I mumbled this, the woman approached me.
“Hmm, you’re a witch, but you’re not breaking down right away? Do you intend to resist my powers like before?”
Ignoring her as she stood in front of me, I murmured.
Keep it in mind. Don’t forget.
This woman is my—
“Pfft, you won’t last at all, will you?”
But then, with a casual swat, she touched my cheek.
“Ugh!!!”
Again, a heat of pleasure arose from within me.
“That’s only because there were barriers before! Try resisting again now, and I’ll pour so much pleasure into you that your brain will melt!”
I thought I heard some words, but I didn’t catch them clearly.
I was already floundering in the heat of pleasure.
Feeling it stronger and hotter than before, I sensed the urgency within me and screamed internally.
No, I can’t—don’t let go of the thread of reason that I barely managed to hold on to!
But, oh, it’s too hot.
So hot and so pleasant.
As it stirred up my head, the rationality I was holding on to began to melt like a sticky caramel.
Dripping through my fingers, it all—
“Hiik?! Heeekk—?!”
In the end, instead of cries of resistance, only foolish gasps escaped my lips.
“Haha! What a sight! Where did that girl who was going to resist go?”
Someone’s voice resonated as they pointed at me.
Hearing that made me think blankly.
Resist…? What was I trying to resist…?
I didn’t know.
With tears, snot, and drool flowing, it felt as if everything in my head was melting out of me.
“What do you think? Do you want to submit now?”
Through my blurred vision, someone reached out and asked.
Seeing the face of who spoke reminded me of what I kept mumbling earlier.
What was it I was saying?
Ah, right.
The woman in front was my…
So I rubbed my cheek against the palm extended toward me.
“Y-Yes, Master…”
“Ah…”
My answer seemed to amuse Master, who struggled to contain her laughter.
“Ahaha! It feels so refreshing!”
She tossed me onto the floor and burst into laughter.
After giggling for a while, my Master looked down at me, still on the ground.
“Kneel and lay down.”
At that command, I quickly knelt and collapsed flat on the floor.
Master pressed her foot against my head and spoke.
“See? Since it was going to be like this anyway, why did you have to make things difficult for me? Right? Hmm?”
“Y-You’re right… Eek…”
Trying to answer her question while trembling with pleasure from having my head stomped was difficult.
With each pressure on my head, pleasure surged, and tears of joy streamed down my face, obscuring my vision.
But Master didn’t stop there.
“Thinking about what you made me suffer!”
She seemed to have so many pent-up emotions that she unleashed punishment by kicking me around.
Technically, it wasn’t punishment at all for me.
Kicking or stepping on me should hurt, but with Master, there was only pleasure instead of pain.
When she kicked my head, I felt so good that I nearly lost consciousness.
I never expected submitting to my Master would feel this good.
If I had known, I would have given in much sooner.
After a while of this pleasurable punishment, I was panting in its afterglow when I heard my Master’s voice.
“Huh, considering what you’ve done to me, I could kill you on the spot, but I’ll let you off this time. You’ve become my loyal servant who does whatever I say, right?”
“Yes! I’ll do anything you command, Master! I’ll do whatever you ask…!”
I nodded eagerly at my Master’s words without hesitation.
Submission feels good.
There’s no reason not to do it.
In fact, even apart from that, it’s only natural for me to submit to my Master, isn’t it?
As I had that thought and replied accordingly, Master patted my head with satisfaction.
“Hehe, of course! Now, first take care of those pests who dare step foot in my territory.”
“Yes! I’ll take care of anyone who dares threaten you…”
As I stated my intention eagerly, the faces of those who had come with me flashed in my mind.
The faces of my friends who were part of the Hunting Party.
The moment those faces popped up, I had to halt my response.
“Uh, e-eh…?”
“Hmm? What’s wrong?”
Seeing me pause, Master looked at me, curious.
I asked her.
“Um, does that mean… that I should kill them?”
“What’s up with you asking something obvious? Yes, kill them.”
With her firm declaration, I hesitated before answering.
“Well… that’s not okay…”
“…What?”
Master’s expression turned severe.
I realized she seemed angry at my words, so I quickly added another sentence.
“Ah, no… What if I just made them all my Master’s servants like I am, instead of killing them?”
“…If possible, I’d love to do that, but there’s the issue with that brat. My powers won’t work on her, so kill them.”
Master stated it clearly.
But I still couldn’t nod my head in agreement.
“Ah, I can’t. I can’t kill them.”
“…Hey.”
Master’s expression hardened.
Knowing I had upset her, I still couldn’t help it.
It was fine to turn them into servants.
That was a pleasurable thought, and I could justify it if all of them became servants.
However, killing my friends was unacceptable.
No matter how much my Master commanded it.
My Master’s commands are paramount above all, but…
My friends are something precious that can’t be placed above anything else.
As I stared nervously at my Master after refusing the order, she must have felt offended as her face turned a shade of crimson.
“…You dare defy my command? So, you still have that much spirit left in you? Let’s see how far you can push it then! Come here and kneel!”
Following my Master’s command, I hurried to her feet and knelt.
Master gripped the black jewel around her neck and opened her mouth.
And as the source of her power began to emit a black light, a thick liquid began to flow from her mouth.
The moment I saw that, an instinct kicked in.
Ah, I felt it, this is unbelievably dangerous.
But even knowing that, I had no choice but to open my mouth and gulp down what she gave me.
And at that moment,
“──────────?!!!!”
A scream erupted from my mouth as fireworks exploded in my head.
What is this? What is this? What is this?
No, please, this shouldn’t feel good.
So good that it scares me, so good that it’s terrifying—help me!
I felt pleasure overwhelming me to the point of thinking I might die.
Like a frog struck by lightning, I fell to the ground, twitching all over.
Drooling, crying, and pouring all sorts of liquids from every orifice, it gushed out like a burst pipe.
Then I went limp.
“So what did you just say?”
Master looked down at me like a rag squeezed dry.
An expression challenging me to defy her commands even in this state.
And then, I exclaimed like a malfunctioning robot.
“…No, my friends… can’t…”
My thoughts were bleached by pleasure.
However, something was maintained in my all-white mind.
Inside my heart, Master and my friends kept clashing to determine who held greater importance.
At that moment, I looked into my Master’s eyes.
Her gaze held an unsatisfied determination, as if she would not find peace unless her desires were fulfilled.
A small flame flickered in my heart.
If you tell me to kneel, I will kneel.
If you tell me to die, I will die.
But I cannot allow you to touch my friends, who are more precious than my life.
If you attempt to do harm to them, no matter who you are—
I glared at my Master, filled with animosity.
Seeing this, Master laughed, as if completely amused.
“Haha, you can manage to harbor hostility toward me in that state? That gaze reminds me of That Man from the past. So, you won’t break for your precious ones, huh? Well, that’s fine. But I have a way.”
Master said, placing her hand atop my head.
“You won’t harbor hostility toward those you cherish most in your heart.”
And with those words, her form gradually began to change.
Initially resembling my parents.
Then, transforming into the faces of my friends from a past life and juniors.
Marin, Jessie, Dwight, Florene, and Mei also appeared.
Then she became Sylvia.
Finally, she froze into the shape of one person.
“Ah…”
And it was.
Someone who had sacrificed herself for me.
The one to whom I owe the greatest debt in my heart.
“Yoon, Siwoo…”
My most precious friend’s visage stood before me.
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