At his words, Ayano Kimishima trembled, her body tensing up instantly.
"It's only to protect Lady Yuki!"
Fumiya Jin smiled faintly. "If you're so unwilling in your heart, why are you adapting so quickly?"
Hearing this, Ayano Kimishima suddenly felt a surge of anger.
She lifted her head and shot Fumiya Jin a hateful glare.
"Isn't it all because in my dream, you already... uhh—"
But she stopped mid-sentence.
She suddenly realized it was a dream, a dream only she had experienced, not reality... Although what happened in the dream had a huge impact on her state of mind, how could she hold the real person responsible for it?
"In your dream?"
Fumiya Jin raised an eyebrow. He realized something in an instant.
"Miss Kimishima, you didn't... dream about me last night, did you?"
Ayano Kimishima stiffened slightly, a trace of uncontrollable panic showing on her small face.
The more she said, the more she'd get wrong. She decided to just shut her mouth and say nothing more.
But Fumiya Jin wasn't about to let her off that easily. Seeing her fall silent, he became even more certain he was right.
"It wouldn't happen to be... an erotic dream, would it?"
"It was a nightmare," Ayano Kimishima couldn't help but retort.
"What did I do to you in this nightmare? Tell me," Fumiya Jin said.
"Uhh—"
Ayano Kimishima was at a loss for words. She bit her lip before forcing out a fabricated story: "You... you hunted me down. You... killed me..."
"Oh? What did I kill you with? A gun? Or a club?" Fumiya Jin asked with a straight face. "Or perhaps... an evil, penetrating claw?"
"Hiss—"
Ayano Kimishima's legs clamped shut.
She looked at Fumiya Jin, overwhelmed with shame and anger, and said hatefully, "Does that matter? I couldn't escape your clutches either way..."
"Of course it matters," Fumiya Jin said, as if it were obvious.
He stared straight into the girl's eyes and said with a smile, "I suddenly have a theory... Actually, after my repeated explanations, Miss Kimishima might have already started to believe, just a little, that I'm not coercing your Lady Yuki. That we simply admire and acknowledge each other. And all your negative assumptions about me are just things you've imagined with your dirty mind..."
"Of course not! I... how could I possibly believe your nonsense?" Ayano Kimishima immediately denied.
"Don't be hasty, let me finish," Fumiya Jin said unhurriedly, "Although you've already started to believe it, there's nothing to be done. You've already made the bold move of sacrificing yourself to the tiger based on this misunderstanding. And in the process, you even accidentally awakened a hidden kink and started to like this feeling of being bullied by me... You even dream about it at night, dreaming of me doing things to you far worse than what I've already done—because deep down, you're actually hoping I'll be rougher, crazier, more inhuman..."
"No," Ayano Kimishima shook her head, "You're talking nonsense."
But Fumiya Jin completely ignored her denial and continued, "It's hard for people to accept their own mistakes. If you're making a sacrifice to protect your young mistress, then no matter how much you give or how you're defiled, you can at least have a clear conscience. But, if this was all something you imagined, and you even enjoyed the process of 'sacrificing' yourself—it's no longer a one-sided offering, but you're also taking something from it... then you can't convince yourself anymore, and you certainly can't forgive yourself. Am I wrong?"
"Shut up!!!"
Ayano Kimishima was frantic.
"I have never enjoyed any of it, and I will never believe your lies," Ayano Kimishima said, glaring at Fumiya Jin with puffed cheeks.
"I'm willing to accept your humiliation purely to protect Lady Yuki."
"Is that really so?" Fumiya Jin found it amusing and glanced down at the hem of her skirt.
Ayano Kimishima paused, then she too glanced down...
Her pupils contracted slightly.
Fumiya Jin smiled, bringing his lips close to her ear. "Tell me, if a person does something that also benefits them and makes them happy, can that still be called a sacrifice?"
Ayano Kimishima's body instantly went rigid, as if she were a machine.
"Ayano-chan, I'm giving you one last chance to choose," Fumiya Jin said into her ear.
"First choice—you continue to deceive yourself, and we'll keep up the pretense of this 'sacrificing yourself to the tiger' script and agreement. Then you'll have to find ways to restrain and lie to yourself."
"Second choice—we forget everything that's happened, you honestly express your feelings to me, and then we open our hearts to each other and do what we're supposed to do."
Ayano Kimishima fell silent. She was silent for several seconds.
And then...
She gave Fumiya Jin a cold look.
"Don't flatter yourself. I have never felt happy being bullied by you."
"It seems you still can't convince yourself..." Fumiya Jin sighed with a light chuckle.
"Fumiya-san, if you feel my service is not devoted enough, you can say so directly," Ayano Kimishima said, forcing an imposing demeanor as she glared at Fumiya Jin.
"I've said it before, I will do anything for Lady Yuki. That is not an empty promise. I can swear on my life."
"Alright, since you insist, let's continue playing out this script," Fumiya Jin shrugged and said, "However, I'm curious... with the pure Miss Kimishima's barren experience and imagination in this area, what kind of service can you possibly offer to please me? A few more kisses? Snuggling into my arms again? That hardly seems... sufficient to express the determination you just showed, does it?"
Hearing this, Ayano Kimishima froze.
Based on her own life experience, she truly had none, she couldn't even imagine it—since childhood, she had only been trained on how to be a devoted maid to Lady Yuki. Her master was always set to be Lady Yuki, a girl, so her training naturally included nothing related to pleasing a man.
But!
Don't forget, she had specifically researched this!
Previously, it was thanks to those doujinshi that she had been able to mentally prepare herself to confront the demon, preventing her from being deceived by his slick words. And now, it was thanks to them again that wings were attached to her barren imagination.
"Stop looking down on me!!"
She suddenly blurted out, huffing with anger.
She suddenly stood up, getting off Fumiya Jin's lap.
Then, she knelt down...
The next second...
"Zip—"
Fumiya Jin suddenly felt a cool sensation in the area below his waist...
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