Her lack of physical sensation bled into her emotions, leaving her unable to muster interest in anything. Due to her cold personality and her status as a high-class lady, she was frequently bullied and ostracized at school, leaving her in a constant state of isolation.
Consequently, she had considered giving up on herself entirely. Now, being threatened by Haruka Kasugano, she instead felt a strange sense of being "noticed" by someone.
"Mmh..." Fujino Asagami nodded slightly.
Haruka Kasugano personally helped her dress and sent her back to her dormitory. She took two steps and suddenly collapsed. Though she felt no pain, her lower limbs were weak—a fact she couldn't perceive—and forcing herself to walk normally caused her to fall.
Haruka Kasugano quickly scooped her up. "Are you alright? Forget it, don't go back to school tonight. It's inconvenient for a stranger like me to bring you back, the girls would start rumors for sure."
Instead, Haruka Kasugano took Fujino back to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel he had booked nearby. Because of her family's decline, this was the first time Fujino had stayed in such a luxurious place.
"Go shower first. We're definitely playing a few more rounds tonight," Haruka Kasugano laughed.
"Okay..." Fujino nodded and went into the bathroom.
Splaaaash...
As the water poured down, Fujino watched her own blood swirl into the drain with the hot water, her expression growing darker. Despite her body suffering such damage, she felt nothing.
Am I... even human?
Am I even alive?
She didn't feel the sensation of being alive at all.
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Haruka Kasugano lay on the bed, staring at the system interface. "System, have I completed Fujino Asagami's mission yet?"
He had slept with her and threatened her, and she had submitted. Surely that counted?
[Ding! System detection: Fujino Asagami's heart is not bound to the Host. Mission incomplete.]
Not finished yet... It seemed Fujino truly didn't care about anything right now. To complete her mission, he had to make her care.
After Fujino finished her shower, Haruka Kasugano pulled her onto the bed. He began "training" her.
"Just like that, use more tongue... right, right, be gentle! Good, occasionally use your teeth for coordination!"
"Wonderful, Little Fujino is getting more skilled~!"
"Ah... your mouth is so sweet..."
Haruka Kasugano trained her for a long time until she mastered the craft. The two fell asleep in each other's arms until the next morning. Haruka Kasugano let her go back then, since it was the weekend, it didn't matter when she returned. After a night of rest, she could walk well enough that no one would notice anything wrong.
However, Haruka Kasugano realized that winning her heart wouldn't happen overnight. He needed a long-term plan. Thus, every weekend, he went to Misaki City to spirit her away for "enjoyment." To make it seem more like he was bullying her, he used increasingly harsh language.
"You sow! Prepare to die this time!"
"You were born to be a horse beneath me, this is your natural place!"
"I'm warning you, don't tell anyone, or I'll kill you!"
"I'm going to develop you properly and turn you into my exclusive cup!"
"Great, it's getting easier to go in. You're becoming my shape!"
"Make some noise! Writhe like a dog for me!"
Listening to these words, Fujino's face would occasionally flash with a look of revulsion—after all, such talk was deeply uncomfortable. Haruka Kasugano took her to nightclubs to dance, took her speeding on modified motorcycles, and brought her to adult stores to browse products. He took her everywhere, trying every stimulating way to play.
Because she was taken by him every weekend, Fujino grew used to this life. Eventually, she began waiting in that alleyway for him to kidnap her. She even began looking forward to their weekly excursions. To ensure she never forgot him, Haruka Kasugano tattooed the character "Kasugano" onto her "fragrant pomelo," ensuring she would see him and remember who her body belonged to every single day.
Whenever she showered, Fujino would unconsciously rub the tattoo. It felt as if that character was tattooed into her heart, making her feel restless.
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One day, she sat on the ground in the alley as usual, waiting for Haruka Kasugano. She used her slender, white fingers to count how many times she had been taken.
This is the 11th time.
Haruka Kasugano was late today, leaving her sitting in the alley clutching her legs for a long time.
...It's so lonely.
Unknowingly, she had begun to rely on this man. She realized that since the "bullying" began, she hadn't felt quite so isolated or bored. She was even... a little happy. The long wait caused her mind to wander through her past.
When I was small, our family fell. I was like a lonely boat in a storm, following my mother as she remarried into a strange shore. The moment I stepped into my stepfather's house, I saw his loathing—cold as frost. "Monster." That was the first time I heard that word, from my stepfather's contemptuous lips.
Was he talking about me?
Since then, I was like an abandoned orphan in that house, never feeling the warmth of care. My mother was my last harbor, but my brother's birth was a storm that blew our connection apart. I was an intruder who didn't fit in. No one cared about my tears, no one praised my high grades, even my birthdays were forgotten. I was disposable.
I thought school would be a fresh start. But when classmates touched me like a breeze and I felt nothing, I was accused of being "stuck up." I was isolated, a lonely star drifting in the void. Rumors struck like poison arrows—saying I was a fake lady, actually a girl who worked for money.
Despised by family, ignored by classmates, targeted by roommates... I lost the meaning of existence in this chaotic world. With no sensation, like a walking corpse, I doubted I was even alive. The world lost its color, leaving only grey.
Clearly, this man named Haruka Kasugano is violating me, yet—I feel nothing. Perhaps... I really am a monster. Perhaps, as someone abandoned by the world, I can only be this man's plaything. Maybe he's the only one who will look at me twice. Maybe being his toy makes me feel a bit more real...
Without realizing it, Fujino began to cry. Not until night fell did Haruka Kasugano finally arrive, carrying a massive cake.
"Eh? Who bullied you?" Haruka Kasugano asked, bewildered.
Fujino looked up, wiped her tears, and stared at the cake. "You..."
"Huh? Isn't today May 20th? It's your birthday!" Haruka Kasugano laughed. "I went to get this custom-made and had to wait forever, but I made it just in time!"
"So..." Fujino froze. The tears began to flow again. For the first time in years, she felt the sensation of being cared for. Having not smiled for so long, she had forgotten how, but her tears flowed in place of her joy.
"You haven't told me, who bullied you? Only I can bully you in this world, how can anyone else dare? Tell me! I'll get revenge for you!" Haruka Kasugano snapped angrily.
Fujino stood up, shook her head, and said, "It was you! You made me wait here for so long!"
"Ah? I was just buying a cake..." Haruka Kasugano scratched his head, grinning sheepishly.
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The two went to a KTV lounge. Haruka Kasugano placed the giant cake on the table, lit the candles, and told Fujino to make a wish. Fujino clasped her hands, made a secret wish, and blew out the candles.
"Should we cut the cake now?" Fujino asked.
"Cut it? This cake isn't for cutting!" Haruka Kasugano teased.
"Then what is it for—"
Before she could finish, Haruka Kasugano tore away her clothes, revealing her voluptuous figure.
Thud—
Haruka Kasugano tossed her into the massive cake, the sponge and cream instantly buckled beneath her weight. Fujino's ivory-carved body merged with the vast layers of cream.
"This is the correct way to consume it!" Haruka Kasugano laughed.
Looking at the cream covering her, Fujino couldn't help but retort: "Truly perverted..."
"Where should I start eating?" Haruka Kasugano rubbed his hands together. He grabbed her cream-covered, exquisitely tender foot. "Tsk tsk, let's start here~!"
Haruka Kasugano took her toes into his mouth, tasting the sweet, cloying cream. It was the ultimate indulgence. Fujino's face flushed a deep crimson.