Fantasy Something – Chapter 29

Episode 29

If you’re worried they won’t notice the kidnapping, just abduct her right in front of their faces. It’s a violent solution, alright.

Unfortunately, I knocked them both unconscious, so they didn’t witness it. But if one of them is missing from that situation, it’ll be obvious what happened.

And I’ll solve the worry of whether they’ll figure out where I kidnapped her to in a rather rough manner as well.

“Hunph! Hunph!”

With each step, I forcefully stomp the ground, no, kick it. I want them to mistakenly think that the footprints are deep and strong because I’m carrying someone—that’s the idea.
However, if I overdo it, Millie might wake up midway, so I’ll keep it moderate, and only until halfway.

In RPGs, Sleep Debuffs are instant and powerful, but most of the time, they wake up relatively quickly. In terms of turns, it’s about five turns at most, which is probably around two to three minutes in real-time. And if attacked, they often wake up instantly.
In other words, Sleep Debuffs make you fall asleep fast, but you wake up fast too. I can’t make any flashy moves.

I passed by a few people along the way, but I wasn’t particularly questioned because I expressed the inner thought of, “Man, this luggage is heavy,” through my movements while passing by calmly and naturally. Also, Millie isn’t heavy at all.

After passing through the populated area and reaching the forest between the main school building and the Old School Building, I drop one of Millie’s shoes there.

“…Alright.”

This looks like she’s heading to the Old School Building no matter how you look at it. All that’s left is to pray they find her.
Then, I kick down the door and enter the Old School Building, turn left, and head to that room, dropping another shoe there. This should make them come here without checking upstairs.
I also kick down the door of the mysterious storage room and head to that hole… but I can’t get in. I can’t get in while carrying her in a princess carry.

“W-What do I do…?”

If I put the end of the bag into the hole first and then climb down… Millie would be cramped in an upside-down position during that time. Wouldn’t that put a strain on her neck? No good.
I guess I have no choice but to carry her in normally… but in that case, I need to turn Millie, who’s sideways, vertically. That means I’ll be hugging her from the front… the original story ends here. What begins is the world of erotic doujinshi.

“…Ah, the other way around.”

Why was I assuming I had to hug her from the front? If I face her back towards me and hug her around the stomach, I should still be able to barely endure it.

“Huff, huff, huff.”

Without giving her too much of a jolt, yet hurrying down the hole, I move quickly, sliding across the ground. I can’t help but feel impatient.
I open the door to the room, turn on the light, lay her on the bed, and remove the bag, Hand and Foot Shackles—done. The kidnapping is complete here.

“Haaaaaaahhhhh…”

That was long. How many years did it take to get here? Considering that leveling up was also preparation to create this situation… six years. Six years and two months, huh? I thought it was about nine years in total, but that must be my imagination.

For now, I slam the door shut and sink deeply into the sofa. I want them to come as soon as possible, but it’s impossible in five or ten minutes, and there’s no point in staying on guard the whole time. I’ll calm down and rest my mind and body for now. Since I left so many traces, I hope they come within an hour…

“U…n? Nn~…?”

As I was completely exhausted from an unprecedented sense of accomplishment and staring blankly, I heard a cute voice from the bed. The sleep duration was about five minutes. It seemed to have lasted longer than I thought.

“Eh? Huh? What’s… that’s right, Shizura-chan and Melissa-chan are…!”

Now, how should I interact with Millie? I’ve already decided to play the villain. Since Geld was a bad guy in the original story anyway, I’ll just embrace it and try to get closer to the original story, even if just a little.
I stand up from the sofa and slowly approach the bedside while speaking to her.

“Good morning, Millie. How are you feeling?”
“Eh? Geld-kun… that’s right, Geld-kun did it…!”
“You remembered? Do you understand the situation you’re in?”
“Situation? What’s… this, I can’t move…”

I moved the simple bed that was in the corner of the room to the back center of the room, and I’m restraining Millie on it in a supine position. This way, when the rest of the Harem members burst into this room, I’ll be in the center to meet them, and Millie will be right behind me. This configuration should be the most classic in this kind of situation. I want to visually appeal to the situation where they have to defeat the guy in front of them to save that girl.

I was worried about what position to restrain Millie in, but I thought it would be best to put her in the least stressful position, so I decided to fix her hands next to her waist, that is, in a straight, extended position. This should allow her to move her shoulders a little, so it shouldn’t be too cramped.

“Geld-kun, help me… eh? This, Geld-kun did this…?”
“That’s right, that’s right. I did it. Man, it was tough.”
“W-Why… why would you do this…”
“Why… Kukukukuku… I wonder why. Kukukuku.”

I want to know. Why did Geld kidnap Millie? And when I don’t know, I just laugh suspiciously to gloss over it. That’s all I can do.

“No, I don’t want this…! Why…”
“Kukukuku… By the way, do you know where this is?”

I change the subject because she’ll be troubled if I keep asking her things she doesn’t know. I know where this is.
Millie has a startled expression and moves her head to check her surroundings while lying on her back. But I doubt she’ll understand even if she looks.

“This, you see, is the Old School Building.”
“Old School Building…”
“That’s right. The Old School Building where no one ever comes, its Basement. No matter how many days or months you wait, no one will come to save you.”

I’m a capable villain, so I don’t forget to set up flags. It would be perfect if the protagonists burst in right now.

“…! Then, w-what are you… planning to do to me…?”
“Eh? Ah, no… Kukukukuku… I wonder what’s going to happen.”

I didn’t have any plans in particular, so I almost gave a genuine answer by accident.
Millie is teary-eyed but glaring at me with strong eyes. She’s staring intently, telling me with her eyes not to come any closer.
What’s with that…? Oh, right. If you’re restrained on a bed, you’d normally be wary of being subjected to erotic things. If a young man captures a young woman, you could say that’s all they can think of. Especially if that man is a perverted foot fetishist.

Come to think of it, why did I lay her on the bed and restrain her hands and feet? I could have just had her sit down… was I influenced by doujinshi images? I didn’t even consider any other options.

Anyway, I’m getting tired of standing by the bed and looking down at her, and this sight is a bit too much for my eyes, so I sit on the bed with my back to Millie. I don’t know when the protagonists will come, so I need to take breaks as needed.

“N-No, don’t come, don’t come. U, uuuu…”
“Hmm?”

For some reason, Millie suddenly started wriggling desperately within her range of motion and crying. Her earlier glare must have been her best attempt at bravado. But I don’t know why she suddenly started crying.

“Hmm~?”
“I don’t want this, I don’t want this… I thought we were friends…”

I move my face a little closer to see if something happened, and she reacts even more and starts crying… ah, she must have thought I was finally going to do something because I sat on the bed. That worry is unfounded, but to think I’d scare her this much… I’ll be careful next time.

“Friends… friends, huh?”
“Aren’t we…? We were getting along so well…”
“Hmm. But I was planning to do this from the start.”
“Eh…? From… the start…?”
“That’s right. The Hand Shackles were completed when we met in town last Saturday, you see. It took about a month from when I started making them until they were finished… so, well, pretty much from the start.”

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