Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: Self-Introduction
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Gellius Prison, the special penitentiary that houses female inmates guilty of crimes equivalent to high treason.
Recently, signs of an impending storm began to brew in the once-peaceful Gellius Prison.
"That's her, right? The one who sent Giant flying."
"I heard she begged him to stop crying, but she just laughed and snapped his fingers."
"What are you talking about? From what I heard, she was the one trembling in fear while beating a begging Giant half to death."
"There's even talk that she made him do doggy style naked and panted like a pervert..."
"Damn, a total psycho bitch just got thrown in here...?"
The two new inmates recently admitted to Gellius Prison.
Rapne Bell Martinez, the red-haired berserker hound with a pretty face that belied her ferocious warrior vibe.
Ken Fineshtein, the blonde who seemed timid and scared at first glance but was actually a perverted psychopath sadist.
Rumors that these two had brutally smashed the prison's powerhouse, Giant, began to spread among the inmates.
"Here they come... That's Ken."
"What? She's way prettier than the rumors said. The redhead next to her looks scarier, though."
"You can't judge by looks. Giant got wrecked that way, remember?"
It was lunchtime at the prison.
As Ken and Rapne entered the cafeteria for their meals, the eating inmates started whispering.
'At least no one's messing with us anymore...'
Ken figured it wasn't so bad that the inmates had stopped bothering him since yesterday's shower room incident.
But the rumors were way overblown.
In reality, Giant had just flown off from a casual hand wave and passed out.
After that, Ken had barely restrained a rampaging Rapne while the other inmates dragged the fainted Giant away and fled.
'Probably that big lug who blew the rumors out of proportion.'
Giant must have been the prison's top dog in terms of raw power.
Getting one-shotted by a pretty boy like him would've hurt Giant's rep, so she probably exaggerated the story herself.
"Ugh, the food here sucks... Ken, when are we getting out?"
"Not until we break out with the target. Hang in there a bit longer, Rapne."
"Or should I go on a rampage and smash the walls? If a commotion starts, you can just escape."
"You planning to spring every high treason inmate here...?"
Ken's face turned serious at the terrifying idea that Rapne might actually do it.
'Gotta speed this up.'
Fortunately, he'd run into his target, Diena Baltrol, on their very first day—in an unexpected place.
The prison's inmate shower room, dragged there for newbie orientation.
Diena had stepped in personally to help Ken and his group.
'She was kinda weird.'
After Giant was helped out of the shower room by the others,
Ken approached Diena, who was staring blankly at the devastation.
To thank her for the help and build a connection.
"Um, excuse me... Thanks for helping us back there."
With that, he flashed his business smile and offered a hand to the seated Diena.
First impressions were always key.
Especially since he'd need to convince her to join their breakout if he wanted to escape with her.
So Ken smiled carefully, mindful of the image he'd project.
"Eh? Oh, uh, um, th-that...!"
But to Diena, oblivious to his intentions,
the sight of Ken—long blonde hair swaying, smiling gently as he extended his hand—
overlapped perfectly with an angel offering salvation.
Thump, thump.
Facing him, her heart pounded twice, three times as fast.
"I-It was just the right thing to do—!! Anyway, I'm outta here—!!"
In the end, blushing furiously and steaming, Diena turned her back on Ken's hand and bolted.
"...What an odd person."
Ken stared at his hand left hanging in the air and sized her up that way.
"...Ken."
"Yeah? What?"
"I hate that woman."
"...Why the sudden hate?"
"Dunno, just do. Can't we avoid her?"
"She's our target, so we need to get close. We're breaking out together."
"So her life doesn't matter?"
"Quit saying scary stuff so casually."
Rapne had felt an inexplicable irritation watching Diena flee.
As Ken recalled that first meeting while receiving his tray, he glanced at Diena in the cafeteria corner.
'...She's the only one who knows about the demon sword.'
If he couldn't break her out, he'd have to extract the demon sword info somehow.
Which meant getting close to her no matter what.
And from Diena's side.
'...Wh-why does she keep looking at me...?'
Diena had noticed Ken's clumsy glances.
Blushing, she struggled to eat with her trembling spoon.
'I've met tons of beautiful people outside...!'
Diena could barely keep her wits about her from the nonstop pounding whenever she faced Ken.
Sure, she'd met plenty of beauties as she thought—but none as stunning as Ken.
Just eye contact felt like falling in first love.
And then, right in front of such a Diena.
"Hello, we said hi yesterday, right? I'm Ken Fineshtein. May I have your name...?"
"Eeeek!!"
To befriend her, Ken unhesitatingly took his tray and sat in the chair opposite without a second thought.
Rapne, looking displeased, took the seat beside him.
"S-Sorry, did I startle you by coming on too sudden?"
Seeing Diena's ghost-struck reaction, Ken felt bad and flustered.
"N-No, ah, i-it's f-f-f-f-f-fine..."
"...It's fine?"
"...Bu-bu-bu-buh."
Diena's heart raced like a revving motor as her hands shook violently, bringing soup to her mouth.
'An angel right in front of me...!'
For someone who only judged women by faces, Ken approaching mid-meal hit like a mental attack spell.
'The rumors are making it hard to get close...!'
Utterly unaware, Ken chalked it up to her fearing him from the prison's bullshit rumors.
'Best to start with introductions to break the ice. Talking should clear up the misunderstanding.'
Missing her real issue entirely, Ken doubled down with another bright smile at Diena.
"Things were chaotic yesterday, so I couldn't introduce properly. I'm Ken Fineshtein."
"Ah..., y-yes, I'm Diena... Baltrol."
Feeling she couldn't keep fumbling with Ken approaching so friendly, Diena mustered courage to introduce herself.
Though her voice crept out shaky from nerves.
Ken caught it clearly.
"Wow! Diena! Nice to meet you! Oh, and this next to me is Rapne."
Thrilled that the first step—introductions—went smoothly, Ken promptly introduced Rapne beside him.
Rapne chewed her fork noisily, growling.
Ignoring her, Ken kept his sales smile on.
"Rapne Bell Martinez. She's my fiancée."
And promptly forgot she was a woman, slipping up big time.
"...Huh?"
"Oops."
The clear "fiancée" remark.
Just as Ken had caught Diena's creeping voice, she didn't miss his slip either.
A weird silence fell between them.
"Hey, fiancée...?"
"Ah, no, that's not—"
Realizing his mistake, Ken waved his hands to correct it, but
thud.
Rapne grabbed his arm with both of hers mid-gesture, dooming the fix.
Snorting proudly, Rapne declared,
"I'm Ken's fiancée. She's got two more, but no room for you, so back off!"
With Rapne hammering the nail in, something snapped in Diena's heart as she stared blankly at them.
It was the sound of her one-day love shattering.
"Ah, ha, haha. R-Right. Someone as beautiful as you must have a f-fiancée or two."
"Three total."
"Th-Three...!"
"...Wait, does my being a woman not bother you?"
Finding her super open-minded, Ken gave Diena a baffled look.
Undeterred by his gaze,
stunned by the sudden breakup shock, tears welled in Diena's eyes unknowingly.
"Uh, um, Diena...?"
Flustered by the sight, Ken widened his eyes and reached out,
but
"Ha, hahaha! S-Suddenly got macaroni in my eye! Happens sometimes! Macaroni in the eye makes tears! ...G-Gotta go to the infirmary now—!!"
Overwhelmed by surging emotions, tears streaming, Diena shoved her seat back and fled the cafeteria.
"Heh, chased her off. Good job, right Ken?"
"...Why'd you chase her off."
Rapne beamed proudly at vanquishing the rival, clinging to Ken's arm.
Receiving her fiancée's cute affection, Ken sighed deeply.
"...Hey, see that? The psycho perv just made Diena cry."
"Crazy, first time seeing Diena make that face since I got locked up."
"S-So the rumor about them plotting national overthrow alone is true...!"
"Damn, some heavy hitters just rolled into this prison. ...Bloodbath incoming for a while."
Feeling the surrounding inmates' gazes tremble even more in terror, Ken's sigh deepened.
'...How do I befriend her now.'
The very first button was thoroughly botched, putting him in a bind.
'Speaking of... what happened to those two?'
Rapne, blissfully clueless to the gravity, smiled brightly as she fed him bites, prompting Ken to think of his other two women.
His other fiancées.
Emily and Mary.
They'd both strongly opposed hearing Ken was imprisoned and insisted on joining him.
Adrian must've laughed and agreed.
Yet oddly, only Rapne ended up imprisoned with him.
'...Coming in a few days?'
Worried something might've happened, Ken sighed again amid piling concerns.
"...Ken, ...it's the bad food, right?"
"...Yeah, let's go with that."
Rapne pitifully stroked the sighing Ken.
Thus ended their chaotic first day in prison, leading to the next morning.
Waking buried in Rapne's ample chest, Ken tidied his messy hair
and helped primp the still-drowsy Rapne.
Then the prison's morning roll call began.
Ken's first morning roll call since incarceration.
And one of his lingering questions got answered there.
"...Introducing the new guards! Both are elites among elites, certified by the palace! Don't underestimate them just 'cause they're new or you'll regret it big time!"
It started with the guard's intro greeting as Ken was dragged in bound.
Two guards strode confidently before the lined-up inmates.
Beautiful appearances, blue and gold fluttering.
One with impassive eyes,
the other gleaming with excitement.
With their contrasting gazes, they faced the inmates.
"...Mary Haidia. ...Rebel and face immediate execution."
"Emily Epiris. ...Hehe. Please rebel, by all means."
Especially,
the blonde guard eyed Ken with seductive hunger, face flushed with arousal as she spoke.
"I'll punish you plenty."
Her red tongue flicked over her lips, desire-filled gaze locking on Ken,
and he shivered at the familiar sensation after so long.