Deep Scars (4)
I had been thoroughly wrung out by Shinryong, who then carried my unconscious body to the bathroom and washed me with meticulous care. After that, she laid me down in a room with soft, warm bedding. When her gentle touch woke me again, I reflexively hid my cock and stared up at her with terrified eyes. But by then, Shinryong had truly regained her senses. She apologized for being too rough with me and told me to rest comfortably.
Seeing her like that, I slowly let out a breath of relief, tightly grasped her hand, and drifted back to sleep. The wrecked hallway and kitchen… well, I figured it would somehow work itself out.
Fortunately, I slept deeply without waking once and woke to a refreshing morning with no dreams at all. I got up right away and headed to the kitchen to brew some brown rice tea, but then I remembered the cleaning should come first. I headed to the storage shed to grab the cleaning supplies, massaging my still-weak legs along the way. Though I staggered a little, I managed to rise from the bedding and tottered toward the bedroom door.
Just as I slid the door open with a soft rattle and stepped outside, I saw Shinryong calmly walking past with cleaning tools in hand.
“Shinryong…?”
I was certain I had overslept, and that it was time for her morning routine. Yet there she was, holding cleaning supplies and wiping down the hallway. I froze in place, staring at her. Then another Shinryong suddenly appeared beside me and approached.
“Niyu, are you awake?”
“S-Shinryong’s Shinryong…?”
Shinryong glanced at the one cleaning, then gave me a faint smile and explained.
“They are clones made from my scales. You need not pay them any mind.”
I watched in awe as yet another Shinryong appeared and began tidying the courtyard. I was impressed that she could do even this, but something felt off—like she was pushing herself too hard.
“I’ll handle the cleaning, Shinryong. Aren’t you supposed to be watching the forest as well?”
I tried to stop her from doing both her morning duties and mine at once, intending to take over. But she gently pushed me back toward the bedroom instead.
“No. You will rest, Niyu.”
She took hold of me and sat me back down on the bedding. When I panicked and grabbed her arm to stand again, she spoke firmly.
“Now now, since when does a loyal servant raise her head before her master?”
At the same time, her thick tail wrapped around my ankle and pulled me back down, forcing me to look up at her. As I stared in bewilderment and confusion, Shinryong—whose tail was swaying gently—continued.
“Wasn’t I too rough with you yesterday…? That is why I want you to rest properly today.”
Her lovely voice melted me instantly. I smiled helplessly and tried to insist that I was fine and that she should let me handle my duties, but she cut in with confident, dignified resolve.
“Therefore, I shall inspect the market myself today. You are to rest thoroughly.”
The sight of Shinryong declaring this so boldly made me feel strangely uneasy.
Going out… Shinryong… by herself…? Going outside…??? I stared at her with an expression of utter disbelief. She blushed slightly, as if embarrassed, and sat down beside me, gently stroking my cheek.
“After what I did to you, I will only feel at ease if you rest well.”
Her following words carried a strange undertone, yet I could feel the sincerity in her heart. In the end, I nodded and decided to rest.
“Understood… Thank you, Shinryong.”
She smiled with deep satisfaction, then left with the other clones to handle my chores. I instinctively realized that the one who had just spoken to me was also a clone. The real Shinryong was probably still doing her morning duties.
Even so, as I sat on the bedding thinking about her, it seemed like she was taking on far too much at once. I wanted to go outside and help with the cleaning. Besides, she had probably skipped her usual morning tea. It would be better to brew some now and bring it to her.
I immediately left the bedroom, approached the Shinryong who was wiping the floor, and joined her—dipping a rag in water and cleaning alongside her. She looked up at me with a worried expression, but soon offered her thanks.
“Thank you, Niyu.”
I gave her clone a bright smile and cleaned the floor with the same diligence I always showed. Thanks to working together, the cleaning finished much faster than expected. A strange sense of satisfaction washed over me. When the Shinryong who had been mopping suddenly turned into a single scale and vanished, I realized that her clones disappeared automatically once their task was complete. Eager to lighten her burden, I moved on to the next chore.
Checking the window paper, cleaning the walls, organizing the storage shed. Maintaining the household items, washing the bedding and clothes, cleaning the kitchen. I couldn’t skip checking the ingredients or cleaning the refrigerator either.
One by one, Shinryong’s clones disappeared. The annex, which had been overflowing with her presence, gradually emptied out. When I had first seen the place swarming with her, I had been overjoyed. Now that it was ending so quickly, I found myself briefly regretting not taking my time. But then another Shinryong slowly approached me. I wondered if I had missed something—
She took my hand in both of hers, holding it gently, and spoke in a soft voice.
“Thank you, Niyu.”
Her kindness slowly pulled me out of the endless spiral of thoughts. I found myself gazing at that incomparably beautiful smile. She wrapped my hand even more tenderly and continued.
“Thank you for always working for my sake, and for the sake of my loyal servant.”
Even though it was only natural for a servant to do these things, the fact that she expressed such gratitude made my cheeks flush. I grew shy and fidgety. When I smiled again and took both of her hands in mine, she suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace and whispered into my ear.
“This is something the main body doesn’t know about yet, Niyu… Tonight, you must not lose… no matter what…”
For a moment, I didn’t understand what she meant.
“…Huh?”
When I let out a dazed sound and froze, the clone explained in more detail.
“Sometimes, when I create clones, if they begin to desire something beyond their original purpose, they awaken a sense of self… I am one such clone.”
She gripped both my hands tightly once more, issuing a warning.
“If you are defeated again tonight, Niyu… you may very well…”
The words that came from Shinryong’s clone left me utterly horrified.
“…become my eternal sex slave…”
Shinryong was going to go berserk!
Of course, she was the one who had started all of this. But after living for so long without ever awakening to sexual desire, she had opened her eyes to countless perversions because of me. If I lost again tonight, she would no longer be able to suppress her raging lust.
Still, I wasn’t worried. After all, our Shinryong was an easily flustered Shinryong. No matter how much she couldn’t control her desires, in front of me she was still just a fragile woman. Although I was also a woman in a sense, my current body—which possessed both possibilities—could fairly be called the strongest.
Yesterday… that had been me letting her win. One must separate public and private matters. That defeat had clearly been for the sake of Shinryong, who must have been so terribly lonely.
As I thought about her, the clone standing before me smiled warmly, as if she trusted me completely.
“Still, the gratitude I expressed earlier was the true heart that the main body wished to convey… Do your best, Niyu.”
Having fulfilled her newly awakened self’s purpose of delivering that warning, the clone vanished. I picked up the scale that had fallen to the floor and gathered the seven scales I had collected so far, slipping them into my pocket.
Sex slave. Sex slave, she said. If I lost today, I might become her sex slave. And if that happened, even if I somehow regained the upper hand, would she never regain her senses again? Surely it wouldn’t go that far…
“……”
But I had to be careful. These were words Shinryong herself had delivered to me. The fact that a being as powerful as her was overflowing with sexual desire meant that one wrong move could lead to catastrophe.
So it was tonight.
“Niyu, have you been resting well?”
While I sat absentmindedly in the hallway, lost in thought, the real Shinryong—having finished her duties—came to find me. I greeted her with a smile. She brought a cushion over, sat beside me, and wrapped her tail around me more aggressively than usual, pulling me close.
Seeing her initiate skinship more proactively than ever, I began to believe what her clone had told me. We spent the afternoon chatting casually about everyday things without any particular issues. Then, at one point, she spoke.
“I said I would inspect the market today. If I don’t leave soon, it will be late.”
Shinryong was announcing that she would go shopping herself. I felt deeply suspicious and asked her about it.
“Y-You’re not sick, are you…?”
She stared at me intently.
“What exactly do you take me for? I am perfectly capable of going out.”
She smiled as she answered. I asked her to tell me if anything was wrong, but she waved her hand dismissively.
“It is truly fine. I am simply doing this because I want you to rest even a little more. Do not burden yourself over it.”
In the end, I saw her off and was left alone in the annex, waiting for her return.
“……”
Wait… had I ever told Shinryong what I wanted to eat? Then what exactly was she going down to the city to buy? Huh…?
The most recent conversation we had about buying something together… it didn’t seem like that, but maybe enough time had passed…? A sudden, overwhelming sense of unease gripped me. What if she wasn’t buying ingredients at all, but something else? The thought terrified me more and more.
While I sat there meditating over these wild delusions, time passed. Soon I heard the sound of her returning and hurried to the entrance to greet her.
“I have returned.”
“Welcome ba———”
That was when I saw it.
The shopping bags in both of Shinryong’s hands. And inside them, completely filling the bags… were all sorts of incomprehensible toys.
“I only meant to browse lightly, but the salespeople kept making recommendations…”
In one hand was a bag containing what were clearly highly erotic and beautiful event-style outfits. In the other were dildos, onaholes, anal beads, rotors, vibrators… and she had bought them in every variety and from every brand imaginable.
“S-Shinryong, you don’t mean…”
I asked, half in dread, whether she intended to use all of them tonight.
“Yes. We will be using them all tonight.”
She was completely serious.
“……”
At this point, wouldn’t it be better if I just put a collar on myself and declared myself her sex slave first? The creeping fear was already making me submit. The cold sweat dripping down my face and my horribly twisted expression were silently screaming.