Chapter 120: The Makings of a Slave
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 120: The Makings of a Slave
Despite what I said, I had no intention of making Renka stand there the whole time.
Forcing someone to stay still for that long out of the blue would only make them more defiant.
Besides, this was Renka’s first time experiencing this kind of play, so it was better to go easy on her in the beginning.
‘Huh? He’s actually being considerate? Still a bastard, though.’
That was the level of reaction I was aiming for.
Even after thirty minutes, Renka stood there quietly without a word.
She wasn’t watching TV. She just stared intently at the floor, not moving a muscle.
It must have been torture to do nothing for so long, but it seemed her desire not to lose to me was keeping her going.
I looked at her and spoke.
“Captain.”
“...What.”
“Go sit over there and rest.”
I gestured with my chin toward a small table and chair in the room, and Renka’s gaze followed.
“I’m fine.”
“I said rest.”
When I repeated myself in a stronger tone, Renka clenched one of her fists.
She let out a long sigh through her nose, as if revealing her complicated feelings.
Soon, she decided to listen to me and obediently went to sit in the chair.
I thought she would refuse my offer, in which case I was planning to issue a command, using the excuse that it was within the scope of my wish... This was unexpected.
Did she decide she had to listen to me for the duration of my wish?
If so, Renka had the makings of a slave.
I turned my eyes back to the TV and, after about five minutes of silence, called to Renka again.
“Captain.”
“What...”
“You can go to the bathroom if you need to.”
“I don’t.”
“You’re hungry, right? I’m ordering, so let’s eat together.”
“I... don’t really feel like eating.”
“Did you eat before you came?”
“No, but...”
“Then eat.”
At my insistent suggestion, Renka let out a small sigh.
“Haa... fine.”
“Curry is okay, right? The one with karaage?”
“...It’s fine.”
After she nodded, I ordered the food through the touchpad and quietly watched TV.
Another twenty minutes of awkward atmosphere passed before a knock came at the door.
I got up, received two bowls of steaming curry, and sat down across from Renka.
“Go ahead.”
“Th... thanks for the food.”
Tucking her loose hair behind her ear, Renka picked up the plastic spoon.
Seeing her in anything other than her usual ponytail and martial arts uniform or school uniform felt different.
I waited until Renka had taken a bite of curry before asking.
“What were you doing today before you came?”
Covering her mouth, Renka chewed and swallowed the curry before answering.
“I was doing some shopping.”
“What were you shopping for?”
“I was looking at underwear. Are you curious about things like that, too?”
Underwear, my ass.
Why can’t you just say it was anime character merchandise?
Still, it was a relief that she was answering my questions properly.
“I see. Now, please eat. I won’t bother you.”
“...Okay.”
The only sounds that followed were the clinking of our utensils.
An awkward current flowed through the room.
As the one making the wish, it didn't bother me, but Renka was probably getting a little annoyed.
She must be anxious about what strange request I might make.
After finishing my meal, I moved the dishes out into the hallway and lay down on the bed again.
Then, I pointed to the space beside the bed.
“We still have a lot of time left, so let’s watch something together.”
“...Alright.”
Renka quietly stood up, came over to my side, and stood there watching the TV.
I looked up at her, let out a soft laugh, and started browsing the streaming site connected to the TV to pick something to watch.
“How does this one look?”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you like war movies?”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Can you handle gore?”
“I don’t mind it.”
“What about R-rated stuff?”
“.....”
I could see Renka’s dark blue pupils turn toward me.
She stared at me with a look of disbelief before shaking her head.
“Do whatever you want.”
“Just kidding. Is animation okay?”
At that, Renka’s shoulders twitched slightly.
“Just watch what you want to watch. Why are you asking for my opinion?”
“I thought it would be better to watch a movie we’re both interested in.”
“You pick. I’ll just watch.”
Saying I understood, I went to the anime list and started choosing a title.
“How about this one? It’s a mecha series... a movie version, maybe?”
“...It doesn’t look particularly interesting...”
“This one? Looks like a mystery.”
“It says so in the genre. Mystery.”
“The rating is low.”
“Means it’s a poorly made anime.”
Unlike when I was picking live-action movies, where she only gave one-word answers, Renka was now adding her own opinions, however brief, when it came to anime.
Is it because she’s never been in a situation like this with people she knows?
She’s so bad at hiding it.
I put on a random anime, clasped my hands behind my head, and crossed my legs, getting into a very comfortable position. Renka, after a few dry coughs, started fidgeting as if she were uncomfortable.
She kept it up until the anime’s opening theme started, then asked in a small voice.
“What time is it now?”
“I believe I told you not to speak to me first.”
“...Sorry. I just remembered something urgent.”
“And what would that be?”
“Do I have to tell you my family business?”
“No. It’s eight-twenty.”
“Really...? I need to make a quick call, so would it be okay if I stepped out for a moment...?”
So she needs to use the bathroom.
The way she’s phrasing it, she probably intends to use the one in the lobby.
I can allow this much.
But next time, you have to be honest and ask for permission, okay?
“Ten minutes should be enough, right?”
“...Plenty.”
“Go on.”
“Okay.”
She took the card key and left the room.
Her steps seemed a little rushed. I liked that she seemed determined to get back within the time limit.
I felt a strong urge to raise her well and turn her into a magnificent slave.
My goal today was to test Renka’s potential.
To see just how much resistance she had to being dominated.
And for someone as prickly as Renka, she had followed my words quite nicely.
Even though I hadn’t set any conditions about her having to listen well, she had sat down quietly when I told her to.
And she could have checked the time herself, but she asked me instead...
Reflecting on her reactions, I thought that while she wasn't exceptional, she did have some aptitude.
Of course, it would be difficult to make her feel the pleasure of being dominated, but what can’t be achieved with effort?
I’ll train her diligently until Renka willingly kneels before a savage male and spreads her legs.
* * *
“Wasn’t that fun? The action scenes were especially spectacular. The ending was satisfying, too.”
Renka refuted my assessment as I watched the ending credits roll.
“No. I have no idea why it’s rated so highly.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. It’s just my personal opinion, so you don’t have to mind me.”
I couldn’t tell if she genuinely didn’t enjoy it or if she was just suppressing her emotions because she was with me.
From my perspective, it was pretty entertaining...
Well, that’s not what’s important, so it doesn’t matter.
I checked the time on my phone and asked.
“We have about thirty minutes left. How was it today?”
“What was?”
“I’m asking for your thoughts on granting my wish. This isn’t so bad, is it?”
“Are you being serious? It was the worst.”
“Is that so? Then for my next wish, should we go to an amusement park?”
“.....”
Did she just imagine herself on a date with me at an amusement park?
Renka’s body shuddered.
“Since you said you’d grant anything, I’ll go... but it won’t be fun.”
“I know. It was a joke. Why would I go to a place like that with you, Captain? It would just kill the mood.”
“I’m glad you think so. Thanks.”
Glad? She even said thanks?
I’ll be holding onto those words, starting today.
Let’s see what you have to say when you start enjoying our master-slave relationship.
I slowly started to get ready to leave.
As I put on my coat and grabbed my car keys, Renka’s face brightened.
She couldn’t seem to hide her joy at the fact that the wish was about to end.
She was trying her best to maintain a neutral expression in front of me, but it was so obvious it was starting to piss me off.
I walked up close to the motionless Renka and, just as her shining, dark blue eyes widened, I spoke.
“You’re that happy?”
“Wh-What are you...!”
“That the wish is ending.”
“We-well, it’s not bad... I’d appreciate it if you’d consider the humiliation I’ve endured today.”
“I think it was better than me asking you to hold my hand or hug me.”
“You promised you wouldn’t do things like that.”
“Is a hug a sexual act?”
“De-depending on how a person thinks, it could be felt that way... Don’t tell me you’re planning to wish for something like that next time...?”
“No.”
At my incredibly firm denial, Renka placed a hand on her chest in relief.
I smirked watching her unconscious gesture and grabbed the card key.
“Let’s go. I’ll give you a ride.”
“...Okay.”
Having completed a relatively uneventful first wish, we went down to the parking garage and got in the car.
I asked Renka for her address, entered it into the GPS, and drove in silence. When a familiar traditional house came into view, I stopped the car and checked the time.
“11:20. We got here early.”
“...Yeah.”
“Are you disappointed?”
“Can you stop talking nonsense?”
“Alright. You can go in.”
“Okay. Thanks for the ride.”
She even thanked me. It’s funny how she seems to draw a clear line between right and wrong.
As she hastily opened the passenger door to get out, I spoke.
“Captain.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ll be using another one soon.”
“Another what? A wish?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t that too soon?”
“Are you worried about me?”
“As if.”
“Just messing with you. The wishes have a short expiration date. I have to use them up quickly. It’d be a waste if I missed the deadline just because I was busy thinking about what to wish for.”
“...Right. You have a point. I’ll be using one soon, too, so look forward to it.”
What kind of grand wish was she planning that she’d tell me to look forward to it?
Whatever it is, I’ll face it head-on.
I nodded leisurely. Perhaps displeased with my reaction, Renka bit her lip and closed the car door.
I watched her retreating figure as she strode toward her house on her long legs. Just as she was about to glance back, I drove off.