Rule 54: Repaying the Favor to Flora Who Helped in the Miraculous Moment (1)
Even though I'd clearly lain in bed for over ten hours trying to sleep, it didn't feel like I'd gotten any proper rest.
Whenever I closed my eyes and drifted off, nightmares kept pulling me under.
Dreams of that eerie black shadow—the creepy thing that had saved me from Milky wielding a knife—chasing me endlessly, repeating its thanks over and over.
Then I'd be reborn as Milky's baby, tormented by that horrific limb-paralyzing torture for life, until the end where my personality faded away with those massive tits leaking thick, yellowish milk shoved in my mouth.
Total nonsense, a dream without a shred of logic.
Waking from that godawful mess left my head throbbing like I'd been possessed, my shoulders aching with sharp stabs.
But the poor condition of my body wasn't just from the nightmares.
·····Ugh.
Snore, snore.
The pink-haired beauty of a mistress, Ruby, was sleeping soundly with her head on my arm. Thanks to playing pillow for her all night, it was numb and tingling like crazy.
Maybe because she was wearing sheer lingerie pajamas that showed everything underneath. Even under the same blanket, her naturally frigid skin—like a living refrigerator—brushed against me with deadly chill every time, making me jolt awake reflexively.
So I'd tried to sneak my arm out while she slept, but this cheeky little miss kept burrowing deeper into my arms, waking me up over and over.
And to top it off, her body was so fragile it seemed like it might shatter at the slightest touch. I couldn't just shove her away.
In the end, I gave up on sleep and gently held this seductive kitten who kept nuzzling into me, stirring my protective instincts while wafting her sweet feminine scent.
Ruby let out a soft "Mmm~" like she was drunk on the warmth seeping through the fabric.
Haa...
I sighed deeply, replaying everything that had happened to me since Milky left the village.
"I-is this really my room?"
I looked around my cozy new private space, my heart fluttering with excitement.
Dazzling sunlight pouring through the window. A luxurious wooden bed frame with a mattress so plush it swallowed you whole. And on one wall, a framed picture of a nude beauty.
Just as my eyes started to well up at finally escaping that stinking public toilet...
"Truth be told, I've wanted to do this for ages, but Catalina kept insisting it'd spoil you slaves if we treated you too well, so she shot it down every time. Making you live in the management office bathroom and giving you that ironic name 'Toilet'? All her proposals from the residents' meetings. I opposed treating you that harshly, but the other residents all voted yes..."
So that's how it was. No wonder it reeked of that sadistic psycho Catalina's tastes.
Coming every morning at dawn for a forced titjob instead of a wake-up call? All part of her plan, huh.
If I'd known, I would've tormented her even more while she was tied up...
Just thinking about the humiliations from my first days here made my teeth grind.
Then suddenly, I recalled Catalina tied up in Milky's mansion, her massive ass dripping pink fluids.
Hanging in the air, I'd shaken her body easily and churned her baby-maker entrance before pumping her full of thick white stuff.
Remembering that alone made blood rush to my dick.
Part of me wanted to hang her up again and ravage that tight-as-her-personality hole until I was satisfied, but I decided to settle for defiling her precious virginity.
After pounding her so hard, that once-tight hamburger pussy would never be the same.
I felt a twinge of pity for her loosened folds—then worry hit: what if she got pregnant?
Ruby continued with a faint smile toward me.
"Anyway, back then no one really knew you, so most residents sided with Catalina. But now everyone wants to improve your conditions. After what happened with Milky, we had to prepare countermeasures since we couldn't do anything before. It's because you've taken such good care of everyone."
"R-really...?"
Pat, pat.
Ruby's small hand patted my butt like praising me for all my hardships.
Then it paused on my ass before she blushed bright red and gave it a light squeeze.
·····Grab.
"...Miss Ruby."
"...Yeah."
"I get everything else, but why is my room inside the staff dormitory?"
I turned toward the prickling gaze from behind, looking at the door.
Through the cracked-open door, countless predators peeked in, eyes gleaming hungrily. Eerie as hell.
Escaping the damn toilet didn't mean much if I was plopped right in the heart of enemy territory.
"Don't worry too much. No staff will touch you without my permission."
Right, there was that rule.
But it didn't reassure me. There were definitely types like Catalina who'd slip through and pounce.
As I sweated and forced a laugh, Ruby gripped my ass harder and bowed her head.
"...If you're that worried, want me to stay with you today?"
"...Pardon?"
"Flora stuff can wait till tomorrow anyway... Today, I'll specially watch over you so nothing happens."
"Y-you don't have to go that far..."
I tried to dissuade her to protect my rare alone time, but she ignored me, exchanging a glance with Raven nearby.
Raven read her eyes and shot a sharp glare at the staff outside before closing the door and leaving.
Click.
In the now-private space with just us, awkward air hung thick—until Ruby suddenly hugged me tight, frowning up at me uncharacteristically.
"Jealous... of the staff outside... and Marin sis too..."
And so, in the end...
I spent the whole day holding her tiny body under the covers, kissing her until she was satisfied.
But even after dinner, she wouldn't leave. We talked right up until she dozed off on my lap.
Listening to her stories, I learned new things about Ruby.
'Actually... before you came, I barely did anything for my health beyond the minimum to stay alive. I figured there was no point living long in this body.'
According to her, even that minimum was only because Grandpa forced it—not her own will.
Treatment wasn't guaranteed to work and burdened the body heavily, so no reason to endure the agony.
She was convinced no one but Grandpa could love her frail self, so she had no motivation for treatment.
She just read her novels dozens of times to pass meaningless, boring days.
She'd curse her lonely fate while often wishing it'd end soon.
But after I arrived...
My sincere words and actions toward her, and seeing residents change through me, sparked her first real desire to live.
'I still remember you first thanking me. I only brought you here 'cause I liked you... Thinking back to when you marked me with your warmth makes my heart race.'
·····.
If Ruby's happy, great—but maybe it was time to let go of that black history of splattering her face with filthy white stuff.
Anyway.
Ignoring my repeated questions about what she saw in me, she stubbornly poured out her own story.
While I was passed out in Evelyn's hospital room after the dart in my back, Ruby had sobbed and decided on proper treatment—wishing for my health and wanting to care for me herself.
Somehow her desperate wish came true. The agonizing treatment succeeded perfectly, filling her with new vitality she'd never felt.
She still needed ongoing care for her constitution, but now it was manageable in the village—unlike her first surgery.
The only hitch: imagining me marking her womb with hot seed during treatment. Still, she'd endured well—I was proud.
I'd been saved by Ruby too, but knowing I'd become someone's reason to live tugged at my heart.
Gazing at the angelic Ruby asleep in my arms, I tucked her in deep. She murmured in her sleep.
"Just a little... a bit longer, and it'll be okay..."
"Thank you so much, CasCat fans, for coming to see Shining Jewel in person~! This has been your sparkling gem, Flora, planting shiny jewels in your hearts~☆!!"
"WAAAAAAAAH!!"
I nailed the Shining Jewel catchphrase and wrapped up the concert smoothly.
Basking in the cheers and encores from the massive crowd, I descended the stage leisurely. The other members' faces, smiles fixed for the audience, crumpled with fatigue one by one.
"Haa... I'm dying, for real."
As leader, I kept my thick mask on, soothing them with a bright smile like always.
Only I felt truly energized post-show.
"You worked so haaard~☆! Great job today too~☆!"
And as always, my sweat-scented bandmates naturally snuggled into my arms.
Poof!
"Ung, sooo tired... But sis is amazing. Dancing nonstop for hours and still full of energy? How?"
Aah... these lewd bitches...
I nearly cracked, her fragrant female scent wafting from that tempting cleavage, beads of sweat begging for my tongue.
But revealing my secret fetish here would ruin everything. I kept smiling, eyes locked on those tits.
Five years of this—it wasn't hard anymore.
"Sometimes you seem kinda guy-ish, sis~ Even with these huge boobs."
"Haha, you think?"
Jinju, nestled against me, poked my chest teasingly like stoking lust, then slid her hand lower with a playful grin.
Right before it hit my already soaked crotch, I backed away with a bitter smile, terrified of getting caught.
Jinju froze, thinking she'd crossed a line.
"Ah, sorry... You hate this stuff, right, sis..."
After five years keeping distance from the members, I hid my bitterness with "It's fine~☆" and left the venue alone, lonely as ever.
It was necessary to hide my true self and maintain this life.
I had no choice. My deep, personal struggle.