"Your pubic hair is very neat. Do you trim it regularly?"
Adrian asked casually, looking down at the manicured delta between Rei's pale thighs.
"Yes... yes!" Rei replied, her cheeks burning a brilliant crimson.
Although she possessed the cutthroat pragmatism to sell anything—including her own dignity—for survival, she was still a teenage girl. The sheer, overwhelming vulnerability of the situation made her feel inexplicably ashamed. Standing completely naked in the cool night air, being clinically judged by a terrifying man like a piece of livestock on an auction block, made her feel as though her life had spiraled into a surreal nightmare.
Eeeeeeee—
Behind her, still chained to the heavy fencing, Saya let out a strange, broken groan. Her ruined center twitched visibly, and a fresh pool of thick, white semen dripped slowly down her thigh, pooling on the concrete below.
"Open yourself so I can see," Adrian ordered, completely ignoring the groans of the ruined heiress. He smiled down at Rei with dark expectation.
"Yes, Master."
Despite feeling utterly humiliated, Rei knew hesitation was fatal. She spread her athletic legs wider, reached down with trembling fingers, and pressed her hands against her bare labia. With a deep, shuddering breath, she pulled the soft flesh apart, desperately displaying her most private anatomy—a sight she had never shown to any man before.
"This is Rei's hymen. Please, Master Busujima... please verify it."
Under the stark, dim glow of the remaining industrial floodlights, the blonde girl stood in a humiliating, spread-eagle stance, physically offering her untouched status to the apex predator before her. The scene was grotesquely surreal. Behind her, a pink-haired genius, stripped bare and chained to barbed wire like a criminal, was making delirious, animalistic noises while her captor's seed dripped from her body.
"I cannot see clearly in this light," Adrian said, his tone entirely unbothered. "Come back inside with me. Let me take a proper look."
Although Adrian had inherited the superhuman physical attributes of the Sword Saint and was undoubtedly at the absolute pinnacle of human capability, even his enhanced eyesight couldn't perfectly inspect a delicate membrane under flickering, dim floodlights. Unless, of course, he was willing to crouch down in the dirt and press his face against her—which he certainly was not.
"Yes, Master." Hearing the order, Rei quickly scooped up her discarded uniform from the ground. She cast a brief, terrified glance at Saya, who was still hanging naked and shivering against the wire mesh.
"Master Busujima... what about Takagi-san?"
"Ignore her. Leave her chained there for the night," Adrian replied indifferently, turning his back on the perimeter fence. "Or do you wish to stay out here and keep her company?"
This arrogant brat had dared to disrupt his meticulous, high-stakes psychological grooming of Saeko. Let her suffer the consequences of her intrusion. Anyway, the autumn night air wouldn't freeze her to death; at most, she would endure a few mosquito bites and the sheer, crushing terror of the dark.
Thinking of the weather, Adrian couldn't help but look up at the starry sky. He had transmigrated into this world at the end of August. By his internal clock, it should be well into October by now. Yet, the weather was still as sweltering and humid as mid-summer.
Given Japan's latitude, it should already be late autumn.
Could it be that this anime universe, much like certain unscientific detective timelines, had dates and seasons that jumped around randomly to suit the plot?
Shaking his head to dismiss the chaotic, irrelevant thoughts, he headed straight for the central villa.
Rei, clutching her bundled clothes to her chest, cast one final, pitying glance at Saya before quickly falling into step behind him.
Admittedly, she felt sorry for her former classmate. But Rei was currently navigating a minefield for her own survival; she had absolutely no extra compassion to spare for a spoiled princess who had brought ruin upon herself.
Rei followed the man nervously into the lavish, brightly lit villa. Upon entering the grand living room, she froze in her tracks.
A young woman was crawling on the polished hardwood floor, diligently scrubbing away a puddle of slick fluids with a cloth. However, what was truly astonishing was that the girl wasn't wearing a maid uniform—she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. She was completely naked, save for a heavy metal dog collar around her neck.
"Woof, woof! Master, you have returned!"
Seeing Adrian enter, Kotonoha Katsura quickly abandoned her cleaning cloth, turned around on her hands and knees, and pressed her forehead to the floor in a deeply submissive bow.
"Where are the Big Cow and the Little Cow?" Adrian asked, looking down at the beautifully broken pet.
"The Big Cow took the Little Puppy upstairs to rest. Master, is there anything else you require?" Kotonoha replied quickly, her eyes glazed with devotion.
"No, that is fine," Adrian dismissed.
Kokoro had only been violently deflowered hours ago; her body needed time to recover from the trauma. But as for Manami…
"Make sure the Big Cow takes her nightly medicine," Adrian ordered coldly. "Administer three times the usual dose. Give the Little Cow her normal, maintenance dose."
"Woof, woof! The Big Bitch understands perfectly!" Kotonoha nodded enthusiastically, eager to carry out his cruel commands against her own family.
"You," Adrian snapped, turning his attention back to the stunned blonde standing by the doorway. "Come here. Climb onto the coffee table."
"Ah—yes, Master—"
Rei snapped out of her shocked stupor. She had been staring at Kotonoha, completely horrified.
The girl crawling on the floor looked to be exactly her age, yet her physical proportions were monstrous. Her breasts were so massive they practically dragged against the floorboards as she crawled—easily an H-cup.
Furthermore, the girl's hips were incredibly generous, pairing with a slender waist to create an exaggerated, hourglass figure. In the old world, a girl with such explosive, natural beauty would have been treated like a precious idol, pampered and cherished by everyone around her.
But now, she was crawling on the floor like a literal dog, barking and responding to degrading verbal commands with eager joy.
Rei's heart sank into her stomach upon realizing the terrifying truth.
She had initially assumed that the sudden shock and lawlessness of the zombie apocalypse had triggered the revered Master Busujima into unleashing his repressed, dark nature. It was common for the veneer of civilization to crack during a disaster.
But looking at the incredibly thorough, deeply ingrained psychological submission of Kotonoha, Rei realized she had drastically underestimated the situation. To break a human mind and condition a girl into such a flawless, eager pet required weeks, if not months, of systematic, horrific abuse.
This revered Grandmaster, the esteemed father of Busujima-senpai... Rei realized with a chilling certainty. He didn't snap today. He was a demon long before the world ended
Knowing that hesitation meant death or worse, Rei's survival instincts took over completely. She dropped her clothes, quickly climbed onto the sturdy glass coffee table in the center of the room, and squatted down.
She spread her legs wide, using her fingers to part her labia under the bright chandelier light.
"Master Busujima, please... examine Rei's purity."
"You, Big Bitch," Adrian smiled darkly, looking past Rei's flushed, trembling display to the girl on the floor. "Go fetch my toolbox."
"Woof, woof!"
Kotonoha naturally knew exactly what he meant. She quickly stood up, her massive breasts bouncing heavily, and scurried happily toward a locked cabinet to retrieve the polished wooden box of toys.
She had no idea who this new, naked blonde girl was, nor did she care. In Kotonoha's broken, drug-addled mind, as long as she saw another girl being subjected to the Master's torment, she was satisfied. Schadenfreude was a basic human instinct, even for a pet.
Since her own family had been reduced to such miserable, degraded livestock, seeing others dragged down into the same filth was the best possible outcome for Kotonoha.
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