Episode 47
Just like last time, I drop my shoe, kick down the door, and head to that basement. The footprint strategy seems useless, so I’m scrapping it.
“Oh, how nostalgic… That’s right, Geld-kun bullied me here,” Millie says as soon as we arrive, sounding ominous. The kidnapping was easy, but the tension is rising in a different way.
“Even though I was crying, Geld-kun said so many mean things,” she continues.
“…Yeah, well, about last time, you know?” I try to brush it off. “Anyway, first we need to get ready.”
While tuning out Millie’s complaints, I move the bed to the back center of the room and change the sheets. I used to enjoy teasing Millie about crying so much that I overdid it. By the time we were third-years in the previous loop, it didn’t work anymore, and now I’m the one getting blamed.
“Even though I didn’t want to, Geld-kun said such perverted things,” Millie accuses.
“Yeah, did I…? Didn’t I not say them?” I reply.
While I’m putting the hand shackles on Millie, she drops a statement I can’t ignore. I suspect memory fabrication is happening.
“But I thought Geld-kun was going to do perverted things to me,” she insists.
“Well, I hinted at it… but that was because of that Oracle Thing.”
Next, I put on the foot shackles. All that’s left is to connect them to the bed frame to complete the restraints, but since they’re not coming for a while, I’ll leave it as is for now.
“Ah… I was so scared back then. So sad,” Millie sighs.
“Ugh…”
“Geld-kun, the culprit. My trauma has resurfaced, so you need to comfort me as punishment,” she demands.
“…I don’t mind that part, but isn’t something still off?”
The details are different, but this is the usual routine. And every time, I argue that it’s weird for the culprit to have to comfort the victim, but the Millie court never accepts my argument. And, as always, the guilty culprit can’t defy the victim’s demands.
“We’ll be saying goodbye soon…” Millie mutters as we sit side by side on the bed, me receiving my punishment. I stop patting her head, wondering if the comforting time is over. Millie presses her head against my chest. Apparently, it wasn’t over, so I put my arm around her again and stroke her head.
“How long will it be until we meet again? A year? Two years?” she asks sadly.
“Who knows?” I reply.
Millie sounds so sad that I start feeling sad too. I wish those guys wouldn’t come at all.
“Hey, Geld-kun…” Millie says.
“Hmm? Mmm?”
Millie, who had been burying her face in my chest, looks up at me with teary eyes. This… I feel a sudden, lewd atmosphere. No way… surely not here and now…
“Geld-kun…”
“…”
But here we are, sitting side by side on the bed. And for some reason, Millie is wearing strange leather restraints on her hands and feet. It’s a very immoral and sexy outfit. And… they’ll be storming in here in two hours. That’s just the right amount of time for… well, you know.
…That’s right, I, a man, have never been able to resist a Succubus’s temptation. Postponing it on the day we reunited led to a terrible situation where we’ve been having a vague, ongoing relationship. That’s the state of things, so maybe I should just let go and unleash my wild, masculine instincts as a celebration—Footsteps?
“Huh? What?” I exclaim.
“Geld-kun? What’s wrong…? Could it be, already?” Millie asks.
“No, that’s impossible. Why now of all times…?” I lament.
The footsteps are definitely from three people. I hear the clanging of the handle being lowered into the hole. They’re here much earlier than last time. Is it because I used Sleeping Powder instead of knocking them out, or did I drop my shoe in the perfect spot? Either way, this is unexpected.
“Geld-kun, I’m…” Millie starts.
“Huh? Oh, the restraints…!” I exclaim.
Millie has a completely aroused look on her face, and if they barge in now, it’ll be obvious what we were doing. To get Millie to leave with me smoothly, I can’t let them see some NTR scene. If Millie is the only one who gets exiled, that’s one thing, but depending on their NTR tolerance, the protagonist might even break down.
“Millie, roll over on the bed! On your back!” I command.
“O-Okay,” she replies.
“And this… Damn it, what’s with this complicated structure…!” I exclaim.
I hurriedly attach the restraints to the bed, but the metal fittings are complicated and I fumble with them. I have to hurry!
“Millie! Are you here!?” Ray shouts.
“…! It’s, as I thought, that man…!” Millie exclaims.
The Harem Party bursts through the door. I barely manage to finish the restraints… but… uh, what was it? I’ve forgotten the whole routine…!
The sight of Millie restrained on the bed and me on the bed restraining her seems to have made them instantly understand something. The Harem Bastard, enraged, rushes towards me.
“What are you doing to Millie—!?” he shouts. “Damn it!”
I instinctively cast Fire Magic at his feet to stop him. …I feel like I’ve done this before. Oh, right. I remember something else I did before.
“(Millie, say ‘Help me!’)” I whisper.
“(Huh? Oh, right),” she replies. “Help me—!”
“(Hey, why are you saying it in such a sexy voice!?)” I exclaim.
“(B-Because… Geld-kun is…)” she replies.
“(Is it my fault!?)” I ask.
Is she still dragging along the arousal from just now? Millie’s voice sounds strangely seductive. Is this going to be okay?
“Millie! I’ll save you now!” Ray shouts.
“You got lucky with that sneak attack earlier, but I won’t let my guard down this time,” Melissa says.
Is it going to be okay? Then… right, first, I need to play the villain. That’s the most basic thing.
“Kukukukuku… What a shame to be interrupted at such a good part. I was so close,” I say.
It really was a good time to be interrupted. If they had stormed in about thirty minutes later, it would have been terrible in a different way. Maybe it’s better that they interrupted me.
“What were you trying to do to Millie!?” Ray demands.
“Kukukukuku… Now, what could it be?” I reply.
That’s right, this is the feeling. I’m getting into it. It’s a nostalgic Villain Move.
“Don’t mess with me! You won’t get away with this!” Ray shouts.
“You’re the worst!” Melissa shouts. “I’m going to beat you to a pulp!”
“That’s right,” Shizura says. “We need to teach you a lesson.”
Oh, oh. They’re really pissed off. Now, from here, I think… right, I need to draw my sword and start a battle. …So, where’s my sword? Where’s my sword?
“Kukukukuku…” I say.
I keep laughing to buy time, moving only my eyes as I desperately search for my sword.
I definitely brought it… There it is. It’s leaning against the wall right next to the entrance. That means it’s right next to them. There’s no way I can get it when it’s over there. What should I do?
I was expecting them to come in two hours, but they came in about ten minutes, so I’m completely unprepared. I never expected to be stormed in on without my sword. I was planning to be an evil wizard performing a strange ritual this time, but they stormed in before I could draw the Magic Circle, so I ended up being a scum-of-the-earth sex offender who kidnapped Millie for rape again…!
“Alright, Melissa, Shizura. Let’s go!” Ray shouts.
“Yeah! I’ll burn him to death with my magic!” Melissa shouts.
“Yeah! I’ll cut him in two with my axe!” Shizura shouts.
They’re saying some pretty violent things as they close in. Can I really leave the world to these guys?
They’re so aggressive, probably because I didn’t knock them out with a gut punch like last time, so they think I’m weak. It’s not for me to say, but they’re terrible people.
“Well, that’s what you’d expect from the protagonist and their party,” I say.
Most RPG protagonists are trash. They casually steal things from everywhere, and their basic tactic is to gang up and beat people. You shouldn’t expect them to have decent personalities. They don’t care if their opponent is alone or unarmed. They’re exactly like game protagonists.
“Kukukukuku, fine by me. Come at me!” I shout.
I’ll beat all three of you to a pulp! You’ll regret underestimating me… Oh, wait. I’m supposed to get beaten up.