Chapter 106
Chapter 106
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: A Cliché Situation
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'Why are Emily and Mary...'
The moment I spotted the two of them as new guards, I froze in place.
Mary caught my eye and blushed faintly on her expressionless face, giving a small wave.
Emily, on the other hand, met my gaze with the look of a predator eyeing its prey and flashed a sinister smile.
'...Come to think of it, having guards on the inside would make breaking out a lot easier.'
I'd naturally assumed both of them would end up as prisoners here, just like me and Rapne.
My thinking had been too shortsighted.
Improving things with Diena could come later—what mattered first was actually escaping.
If all four of us were prisoners, breaking out would be tough, but slipping two onto the guard side with Adrian's influence drastically lowered the difficulty.
Adrian's choice made perfect sense.
But...
'...For some reason, Emily's stare is making me uneasy.'
I was already in a fragile state of mind after turning into a woman.
Locking eyes with her felt like being a helpless mouse in front of a snake—my body stiffened, and a chill ran down my spine.
And sure enough, my anxiety didn't have to wait long after roll call ended before it came knocking right in my face.
"Prisoner number 2508. You've got a visitor. Come on out."
"V-Visitor? All of a sudden?"
"Yeah. Emily and Mary want to hear about what happened yesterday. Follow me."
"...Uh, my stomach just started hurting."
"Want me to make it hurt for real?"
"No, I'm good now."
It seemed Emily and Mary had used Adrian's pull to fake records showing them as experienced guards with solid careers.
Thanks to that, even the female guard who'd given me candy before addressed them with honorifics and treated them as equals.
'A visitor, though...?'
Adrian must have leaned on the warden to give them some real authority here.
Wasn't this a bit too much favoritism just because we're friends?
Rapne and I were still treated like prisoners.
Why not just make all four of us guards if it was gonna be this easy? I couldn't help wondering.
"Ken...!"
"It's fine, Rapne. It's just a visitor. Besides... it's those two."
"......Okay."
Rapne, who was worrying about me, obediently sat on the bed at my words.
She looked a little dissatisfied, but at least she wasn't about to throw a fit like she had in the shower room.
With my nerves on edge, I followed the guard to the visitation room.
The rusty iron door creaked open with a groan.
Inside was a sturdy iron desk and three chairs.
And two women sitting side by side, watching me.
"Thank you, Rietil. I really wanted to see the troublemaker who caused all that yesterday."
"No problem at all. Just let me know if you need anything else."
I had no idea how much pull Adrian had, but Rietil treated Emily with utmost respect.
Emily waved her off casually, as if she were used to it.
Seeing that made me even more tense, and I swallowed hard.
Kiiik... Thunk.
Rietil shut the door behind her, leaving just me and the two guards in the sealed room.
"Ken!"
"Good, you look okay."
The moment Rietil was gone, they paused for a beat before rushing over and hugging me.
One on each arm.
With my lovely fiancées embracing me, the tension finally melted away, and I could smile naturally.
"G-Good. You're not here to torment me."
"Torment you? Me, torment Ken?"
"Well, not Mary so much as..."
I shot an awkward glance at Emily, who tilted her head when our eyes met before breaking into a catlike grin.
"Hehe, what is it, Ken? Were you hoping I might?"
She blushed and teasingly tickled the nape of my neck.
"Eek!"
"Ufufu. Chubby Ken was cute, but... girl Ken is so shy and fun."
"Emily. Even if it's you, I won't stand by if you hurt Ken."
Mary glared at Emily with fierce eyes, warning her after seeing me tremble at Emily's suggestive words.
Emily smiled playfully and patted Mary's shoulder.
"Come on, I'd never mean it for real. This is just our little love play. You do it too sometimes, sitting on Ken's lap and cuddling. It's the same thing."
"Is it?"
Mary's glare softened as she looked up at me innocently and asked.
I had no choice but to nod, with Emily poking my side.
Even Mary couldn't protect me anymore...
Back then, Mary would've shielded me from any bullying.
Unfortunately, Emily was my lover now.
What she did was just her way of showing affection, like she said.
Having decided to marry these three women, it was my duty to accept her unique desires.
Sweating coldly, I nodded.
"Then it's fine."
"Hehe, hear that, Ken? Let's have some fun later. I've always wanted to play prison guard."
"I could've done without the prisoner part."
"Hey now, whining in front of me?"
"Sorry..."
Emily, who seemed to find girl-me even cuter, stroked my cheek with a seductive smile.
My heart raced, but a shiver ran through me too.
"So, you need a chance to get close to that Diena woman?"
After that, we got down to business under the guise of a visitation.
Luckily, with Mary and Emily as guards, things here should get a lot smoother.
Back when I'd watched American prison break movies, the guards were always the biggest obstacle.
The heroes suffered endlessly because of them.
But now, the guards were on my side.
And from Rietil's attitude earlier, they had solid positions too.
With this setup, my freedom in here was pretty much guaranteed.
'Good thing I blasted that Giant guy away—the other prisoners fear me now.'
So all that was left was getting close to Diena.
"Any ideas how?"
"Hmm... I do have a good one."
"Oh! What is it?"
Emily's eyes sparkled as she raised a finger triumphantly.
Mary and I looked at her admiringly, and she beamed with pride.
"Move it! You broke the public facilities—you fix them!"
Crack!
Emily's whip lashed the shower room floor with a sharp crack.
'No, this was supposed to be a good idea...'
Right now, I was mixing cement, preparing to repair the shower room wall I'd smashed.
Emily sidled up and pinched my side.
"Ack...!"
"What was that look? Don't wanna do it?"
"N-No...!"
"Hmph. Your eyes are still too cheeky."
"......Huh?"
"On your stomach."
"Pardon...?"
Emily's face flushed as she breathed heavily and ordered me.
"Chair. Human chair. I've always wanted to try this."
Her roleplay slipped, revealing her true intentions, but she cleared her throat—"Ahem"—and snapped back into harsh guard mode.
"Talking back? Get down now, or I'll remind you of your place."
Under her overwhelming pressure, I reluctantly got on the floor.
"With boobs and a butt that big, how are you supposed to work properly?"
"Sorry...!"
"I'm nothing but Lady Emily's chair. Repeat after me."
"I-I'm nothing but Lady Emily's chair...!"
As soon as I finished, Emily laughed gleefully and smacked my butt.
I caught a glimpse of her heavy breathing and flushed face.
No, she's enjoying this way too much.
"You two. We're short on materials—go to the storage room and grab some."
Still, Emily diligently handled her duties. Once her hobby was satisfied, she sent me and Diena to fetch repair supplies from storage.
As I left the shower room, Emily winked slyly.
My heart skipped a beat, and I blushed as I turned away.
'...What is this? Did I awaken some masochistic side?'
Honestly, that chair roleplay wasn't half bad...
No, snap out of it.
If I kept indulging her hobbies, normal life would be impossible.
After we break out, no more of this. Yeah.
'...But maybe once in a while.'
I pondered the feel of Emily's butt on my back moments ago.
"Um, excuse me... Are you okay?"
Then Diena, heading to storage with me, spoke up hesitantly.
She blushed, looking concerned.
'...Oh, so that's the effect.'
I inwardly praised Emily at the sight.
Humans, especially women, empathize easily and feel pity.
If a fellow prisoner repairing the shower room with her got punished alone...
A woman like Diena would sympathize.
And that could spark friendship.
'Not that Emily planned it.'
Still, it worked out, so being her chair wasn't so bad.
"Yeah, I'm fine. My fault for not working hard enough."
"S-Still, that was too much. You were clearly trying your best. And she kept giving you those weird looks."
"R-Really? Haha..."
Diena frowned suspiciously at Emily's odd behavior.
As we chatted, we reached the storage room and went inside.
I quickly changed the subject before her doubts grew.
"Anyway, how'd you end up in here, Diena?"
Building rapport meant finding common ground.
For prisoners, that was sharing crime stories.
...Right? Well, talking would bring us closer eventually.
"Eh, same as everyone here. Me and my comrades tried to bomb the royal palace during an international summit but got caught."
Her innocent smile clashed with the brutal story—I couldn't laugh sincerely.
"Wh-What about you, Ken? How'd you end up here? Must've been something big if it was just you and Rapne."
"Uh? Oh, I, um..."
Come to think of it, rapport required me to have done something similar.
Problem was, I'd never committed crimes like that.
'...Uh, what do I do.'
Make something up? But for two people to end up imprisoned here, it'd have to be huge...
Then.
...Bang.
"Huh?"
"Th-The door just closed on its own...!"
The storage room door we'd left open slammed shut by itself.
Click, click.
It wouldn't open.
Panicking, I grabbed the handle and shook it, then peered through the bars outside.
There was Mary, peeking up at me.
Our eyes met, and she gave a thumbs-up with a blank expression.
Seemed like 'Get friendly in there and come out.'
"...Um, Diena. Looks like the door's locked."
"What?! What do we do?"
"Let's wait a bit? ...Maybe call out when someone passes."
Still, it was the perfect opportunity courtesy of Mary and Emily, so despite the fluster, I decided to roll with it.