“See you tomorrow, Yukino.” I gave her a wave as she got into her very flashy limousine.
She nodded and gave a wave of her own.
No other words needed to be said as I got the intent very clearly: “See you tomorrow.” It was a very strong indication of 60% affection.
After being with her in the club for a bit, I didn’t feel as guilty about the forced suggestion.
I really had nothing to be guilty about in the first place, but hypnosis and mind control stuff was thoroughly ruined in my head.
The mere mention of it brought back those sick doujins I saw getting popular back on Earth.
The concepts weren’t bad; it was just that the people using them were…
sub-optimal.
I mean, there was a more refined way of using such stuff, but that’s not really important right now.
Taking out my phone, I dialed, “Miyako ❤️,” and not even a second into the ring, she picked up.
“You’re leaving?” “Yep, just left the school.” “I wish we could’ve had our date…” “Don’t worry too much about it.
Just look forward to Saturday.” “I guess you’re right,” she whispered, her voice softening into a sweet, slightly needy tone.
“But I would still much rather be hanging out with you right now.” “Aren’t you supposed to be hanging out with your friends right now?” “T-They keep teasing me about that…” “Ohhhhh, yeah, you deserve that one.” “I-I trusted you!” she protested quickly, her voice raising a fraction.
“Pfft, that warms my heart, but you can’t do what you did ever again.” “I-It was a one-time mistake, okay?!” “I’m not judging you, love,” I murmured, slowing my pace as a grin stretched across my face.
I lowered my voice, “I have a few distinct kinks of my own that I’ve thought about.” I could hear her gulp on the other side.
“P-Please give me some time,” she squeezed out, her voice trembling so hard I could practically picture her hiding behind her pink bangs.
“P-Bahahaha~!” I burst out laughing, the sound echoing down the street.
“I just said I wanted to try them eventually, Miyako.
I can absolutely wait.
Don’t stress about it at all.
“T-Thank you.” “Don’t thank me.
It’s what I should do.
I will say that I’m eagerly waiting to satisfy that desire of yours.” “S-S—I have to hang up right now!” The call ended abruptly with a sharp click.
‘Guess I went just a bit too far with the teasing.’ I smiled warmly, staring down at the darkened screen before sliding the phone away.
[Miyako Shikimori has been hit with a critical hit.] ‘Huh?’ The transparent system interface suddenly materialized right before my eyes, shifting its digital text as if it could directly hear the confusion echoing in my mind.
[Miyako Shikimori: 100%; Loves you as a lover and cannot see her life without you now that she has experienced how perfect you are.
Under the effect of a critical hit: Your teasing has intensely magnified her desires.] [Critical Hits: Occur more frequently the higher the target’s affection level and the more heightened their current mood.
They can rapidly maximize affection or make the other party completely susceptible to your direct actions.] I carefully read through both system messages, my eyes lingering heavily on the first notification.
A very wide, predatory smirk slowly spread across my face.
Pulling my phone right back out of my pocket, I pulled up our chat and sent her a quick text.
{Me: Be a good girl and get home safely ❤️} [Miyako Shikimori has been hit with a critical hit.] Before I could even lock the screen, the phone in my hand violently vibrated, the ringtone flaring up immediately.
I brought the phone back to my ear, entirely eager to hear what kind of state she was in.
“O-Okay, M-Master,” she whispered.
The sheer weight of those words hit me like a shock wave.
I stopped dead in my tracks right on the sidewalk, my breath hitching as my heart hammered against my ribs.
“Oh my god, Miyako.
You are in so much trouble the next time I see you.” “P-Please be gentle with me, Master…” her voice shivered in her whisper.
“Miyako, listen to me right now.
You’re still in public, right?” “Y-Yes.” “I’m ending this here so we both can calm down.
But Saturday, it’s over for you.
You better just tell your mom that you’re staying over.” “O-Okay…
but you’ll still be gentle at first, right?” “At the start, yes.
But, I’m making absolutely no promises about what happens after that.” [Miyako Shikimori has been hit with a critical hit.] [Maximum Daily Critical Hits towards Miyako Shikimori have been reached.] [In her current heavily heightened state, paired with her maximum affection level, she will blindly listen to absolutely anything you say until she completely calms down.] I swallowed heavily, a bead of sweat forming at my temple as the sheer reality before me.
The air in my lungs felt incredibly thick.
“Miyako, please just focus on getting home safely, okay?
Enjoy your time with your friends before the weekend hits.” “Hm…
C-Can I please just come over to your house tonight instead?” she pleaded, her voice incredibly desperate and sweet.
“No,” I groaned, running a hand through my hair.
“If you come over to my place tonight, I genuinely don’t know if I’ll have enough self-control to hold myself back and be gentle with you.” “O-Oh…” There was a tiny pause before she cutely whispered, “Do you…
do you actually like me when I’m like this?
You don’t think I’m weird, right?” “Absolutely not.
Even if the rest of the world did, you belong to me, so you don’t have to care about a single thing they say.
By the way, where exactly are you sitting right now?” “I’m in a booth waiting for my friends to finish getting our order.” “No wonder you’re being so incredibly bold right now,” I chuckled, the tension finally easing out of my shoulders as I started walking again.
“You enjoy your afternoon with them, okay?
I love you.” “I love you too, M-Master!” The line cut out, leaving me standing completely stunned on the open street.
‘NEVER in a million years would I have thought she’d have a side like this, but god damn, I am so down for it!’