Chapter 51
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: May Luina, Do You Perhaps Like Me?
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“Would doing the ‘Infinite Spanking Counterstrike Using the Bounce of That Soft, Jiggly Butt’ and the ‘Full-Body Power Hug’ make you feel better?”
[Of course! Obviously! These past few days, all I’ve been imagining is receiving those two treatments from you, Stay... H-Hot?! N-No, I mean, it’s not like it’d fix things right away, but if I can feel your sincerity, then maybe it could... or maybe not...]
Watching May Luina give an instant answer to my question without a shred of hesitation, only to suddenly snap back to her senses and start backpedaling, left me feeling utterly dazed.
Come on, getting hit with the ‘Infinite Spanking Counterstrike Using the Bounce of That Soft, Jiggly Butt’ or subjected to a ‘Full-Body Power Hug’—neither of those sounds pleasant, right? So why was she jumping at the chance like she’d been waiting for it?
For someone like me, just an F-rank errand boy, it had to lean way more toward the “dislike” side if she were weighing pros and cons.
Sure, with my overwhelming talent for caresses, I could make the pleasure intense enough to knock her out cold during treatment. But the truth was, all my treatments were exactly that—treatments—and thus permitted.
She wasn’t coming to me for pleasure. She was coming to me to break free from the curse.
That’s why, when May Luina tearfully demanded the ‘Infinite Spanking Counterstrike Using the Bounce of That Soft, Jiggly Butt’ and the ‘Full-Body Power Hug’ amid her sobs, I couldn’t help but feel confused.
When I listed those three options—‘Firmly Pinching the Nipples and Slowly Twisting Clockwise,’ ‘Infinite Spanking Counterstrike Using the Bounce of That Soft, Jiggly Butt,’ and ‘Full-Body Power Hug’—I figured the first one, the ‘Firmly Pinching the Nipples and Slowly Twisting Clockwise’ I’d made just for her, would feel the least humiliating from my perspective.
Getting her ass spanked would bring the shame of being hit by a nobody like me, and a full-body hug would bring the shame of being tightly embraced by a nobody like me.
But having her nipples firmly pinched and slowly twisted clockwise felt lighter in comparison to those two.
The contact and stimulation were definitely less intense than the other acts, so from my standpoint, it even felt like I was giving her special treatment.
And yet, she was sensing favoritism there? Bursting into tears because she hadn’t heard me call her cute or pretty—words that wouldn’t thrill her anyway coming from me?
I couldn’t wrap my head around it.
...Well, actually, there was that one horrifying, nightmarish assumption I’d been desperately ignoring—one so ridiculous it gave me chills just to think about. If that absurd possibility was true, then maybe I could understand.
The assumption that made my soul ache with agony just to imagine.
Doesn’t she... like me?
It was a thought I came up with myself, yet it made me want to kill myself. Utter, complete nonsense.
But considering May Luina—someone whose quirks I’d experienced firsthand firsthand—her words and actions were so off that even I started entertaining this possibility. So, I tossed out a question to test if this insane hypothesis might actually hold water.
“By the way, May Luina. Truth is, I can’t do both treatments you asked for at the same time. The positioning doesn’t work. They’re both high-difficulty techniques that require precise angles, so you’ll have to pick one.”
The ‘Infinite Spanking Counterstrike Using the Bounce of That Soft, Jiggly Butt’ involved angling perfectly to smack her ass, while the ‘Full-Body Power Hug’ required angling to wrap her up with my entire body. They were polar opposites.
It was a line to gauge if my ridiculous, nauseating nightmare was real, but it was also true that I couldn’t combine them, so nothing suspicious about my words.
[I-Is that so? Ugh... Then could you maybe do them one after the other...?]
“Even one alone would make you climax so hard you pass out, you know? Can you handle it?”
[Y-Yes?! O-Of course! I mean, of course... Uh, n-no, I-I can’t handle getting my ass mercilessly spanked by you or being hugged with all your strength that tight...]
“Right? So pick one.”
[Hnggg... I wanted both from you... F-Fine, then if you’re only doing one, put your real heart into it—make me feel deep down that you don’t hate just me, okay?]
“...Of course. Naturally.”
So May Luina didn’t spot anything off in my words either. After trying to overstep her station only to get objectively reminded of her place with one sentence from me, she started choosing between the two.
For my horrifying hypothesis—that she might actually like me—to gain credibility, she naturally had to pick the ‘Full-Body Power Hug.’
No one but a hopeless masochistic pervert would choose getting their ass spanked unconscious over a hug from someone they like.
But if she obviously didn’t like me and was purely optimizing curse relief efficiency, then the ‘Infinite Spanking Counterstrike Using the Bounce of That Soft, Jiggly Butt’ made sense.
Unlike Dain Adamas, whose life had been one of isolation, May Luina knew human warmth. Being hugged by someone she didn’t like wouldn’t spike her curse relief that fast.
“...”
[Then I’ll go with...]
A truly suffocating dilemma.
Please, God. Make my assumption stay utter bullshit. Convince me I’ve just gone mad from these grueling treatment days and fallen into some delusion!
I prayed to every conceivable being that my hypothesis would prove wrong, focusing all my attention on May Luina.
[I’ll take this one!]
Ignoring my desperate hopes entirely—as if she hadn’t even tried to notice them—May Luina spoke in a bright, cheerful voice, like the answer had been obvious from the start.
[Do the ‘Full-Body Power Hug’! With all your strength! With all your heart! Squeeze me suuuuuper tight so my wounded heart from feeling singled out can heal even a little—you have to go all out!]
“Huh.”
...It’s over.
I could relate to that manga protagonist who, after honing their ultimate super move for the final battle, hears the boss say it was already broken in the future.
A despair deeper than when I’d drowned in debt. A plunge into an abyss where I couldn’t see an inch ahead.
May Luina likes me. My life is ruined.
It felt like when you’re drowning, lungs burning at their limit, blacking out, and with one last kick you could break the surface—only for something to grab your ankle and drag you back under.
Maybe that’s why words I’d never utter in my right mind slipped out.
“...May Luina, do you perhaps like me?”
[...H-Huh?]
“Huh?”
What did I just say? No, what the hell did I just do?
No matter how lost in despair I felt, no matter how convinced I was that my life was over, that was a line I shouldn’t cross.
She was May Luina—an S-rank saintess so lofty an F-rank scrub like me couldn’t even share a table with her.
And her true nature? A personality wrecker who turns people into emotional trash cans on a whim. I’d just said something unforgivable to someone I should barely dare glance at.
Why say something like that? If she says she likes me, then what? Am I gonna hear her bluntly say, “I actually fucking hate you”? That’d destroy my life on the spot. Or to survive, lie with “Actually, I like you too—urk”? I’d rather die than spout that crap!
I regretted my actions so much it felt like dissociation had kicked in.
For four years as a debt-ridden ER errand boy, I’d dreamed every day of reclaiming my daily life, my existence. The bombshell that May Luina might actually like me hit like thunder.
Having endured this far on dreams of normalcy, there was no way I’d sacrifice my life spouting insincere “I like yous” to someone I despised.
If I couldn’t treat her, my life ended here anyway—stuck nursing a vegetable S-rank in this room until I died.
So my only choice was to boldly confess “I hate you,” finish her treatment, and let her rage at the humiliation destroy me.
Fuck, I’m screwed.
No taking it back now that it’s out. With my life already ruined, might as well say everything I wanted before dying. I waited for her response.
[N-No way in hell?! Wh-Wh-Wh-Why would I-I-I-I like a lo-lowlife like you, St-St-St-Stay?! D-Don’t talk nonsense! You’re pissing me off for real!]
“...Oh?”
[We’re leagues apart from the start! Owners might want cuteness from pets, but no one but a psycho feels romantic love for their pet! When I asked for the same treatments the other two got, it’s like that—not because I’m jealous or have feelings for you! Absolutely not! Ridiculous! If you were trying to make me exasperated then angry, congrats, you succeeded! I might actually get mad at your bullshit, so hurry up and do the ‘Full-Body Power Hug’!]
“Ooh?”
I survived this?