Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Pull Down My Pants First
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"Please pull down my pants first."
Just imagining Ren's blank expression while she mutters something like "It's just part of the job..." and jerks me off sends shivers down my spine.
I need to hurry up and unlock her service kink.
-Ring ring!
But then, out of nowhere, my phone rang.
Ren had just gone down to the first floor to buy wet wipes and towels or something like that for caregiving.
So I answered without any hesitation, using my casted hand.
"Hello?"
-"It's Mesui."
Ah! She finally called.
"Yes, Director."
-"I've taken care of everything you personally asked me to handle."
Pretty good news, but her voice somehow sounded chilling.
-"First off, that human trash Kyosuke was pretty badly broken. In my judgment, it's best to make him disappear quietly, so I've wrapped it up that way."
I could feel the contempt for Kyosuke dripping from her icy tone.
"Huh..."
She erased a person from existence, huh.
In a way, it was scarier than me just mindlessly swinging my fists.
The common trait of those shadowy power players is that when you touch their reverse scale—something you absolutely shouldn't—they get revenge in ways beyond imagination.
Mesui's reverse scale was her love for her students and their safety.
Of course, Kyosuke was her student too, but since he directly pulled garbage on other students, he was no longer her disciple.
-"He's a person who no longer exists in this country, so don't let something like 'a youthful mistake' shake you, Yu Sanghyeon. Focus on your studies with peace of mind. You understand what I mean, right?"
Her voice carried the dry indifference of a hunter who'd just beheaded a wolf lurking among her flock.
"Yes, Director."
And even though I'd beaten a guy half to death with my fists, she was covering it up as "a youthful mistake."
Like some corrupt judge from a drama. But when someone's like this on my side, damn, it feels good.
-"And that drive and ledger you handed over? Truly impressive. I never even imagined we'd have material like that. Illegal videos, records of underage victims, lists of politicians. Once we started applying pressure, cracks appeared immediately in that infamous Kurogami family. So don't worry about this either—just study hard. Later... when you've become a talent who shines for our academy, you'll pay me back then, okay?"
"Uh, y-yes, sure..."
What was I supposed to say? I'd barged in past midnight like a baby begging for milk from Mom, pulling a "Do it for me~."
If she tells me to study hard and pay back the favor later as a success, of course I'd do that much.
Just as the conversation seemed about to wrap up, I faintly heard a lip-smacking sound from the other end.
-"Slurp... I'm really curious, you know. Just what kind of person are you, Yu Sanghyeon?"
"Y-Yes...?"
Why did my spine suddenly chill?
It felt like I was about to be devoured.
Any other heroine might be fine, but if I screw up with Mesui, she'd suck me dry until my balls shriveled up...
Did I attract too much attention?
-"Heh. It's nothing. Just my personal interest, that's all. Anyway, last item on the agenda. About Kurogami Reina."
The name of the real black curtain, not some small fry bug like Kyosuke.
I shook off the delusion of that sultry beauty's intense blowjob that had popped into my head and straightened up against the bed's headboard.
"How'd it go?"
-"Don't be impatient. For Reina... it looks like it'll take a bit more time to handle appropriately."
What did that mean?
-"Yu Sanghyeon, you should be discharged soon, right?"
"Probably. I'm pretty sturdy... haha..."
-"Then come to the Director's office next Saturday, without fail. Alone."
What did she want to say?
And why wait a whole week?
"Why next Saturday? The Kurogami family wouldn't be thrilled about Reina causing this mess... Is something up?"
-"Ufufu... Just look forward to it. The Kurogami side will deliver a nicely wrapped gift themselves. Anyway, I'm busy, so I'll hang up."
"Wait, gift...? Hold on—"
Tu-tu-tu.
A gift? What the hell?
And why would wrapping it take a week?
Something felt creepy.
No way it's like Guan Yu's head in a box...
Nah, even I'd freak if it was that...
No way it'd be something like that.
-Knock knock knock.
"Yu Sang, I'm back."
Ah, Ren.
Mesui's call was nagging at me, but for now, time to enjoy some loyal heroine service.
Gotta do what needs doing.
I double-checked the casts on both arms and reviewed my pre-planned naughty scheme.
Hmm. Good.
Perfect.
"Come in."
She burst in, face flushed red, panting.
Looked like she'd rushed back from the first-floor convenience store.
"You didn't hurt yourself anywhere, right?"
"What could hurt in that short time?"
"Good."
Ren sat in the chair by my bed, unpacked the bag, organized the contents, and spoke up again.
"I got drinks too, by the way. Want one?"
That was my cue.
"I can't really drink one right now... there's a problem... but maybe you could help, Ren... Sigh..."
I pulled out my prepared line with a troubled expression.
"What is it? I'll help with anything."
The cold demeanor from our first meeting was gone; she was full of enthusiasm, fists clenched as she approached. That soft, warm atmosphere from before seemed to have ignited her even more.
"No, it's... kinda embarrassing. Never mind, I'll manage alone—"
"Don't say that! I'll help with anything, so don't hold back. Just tell me. Thinking about all you've done for me... I don't even know how much I need to do to repay you."
Heh heh... If she's saying that much, it should be fine. Time to make the request.
"The truth is, I've been holding it in."
"Holding what?"
I casually walked toward the bathroom as I spoke.
"I've been holding my pee since this morning... Y'know, guys need to aim with their hands... but both my hands are like this. Can't hold it. Could you do it for me?"
If both hands are casted, the heroine helping pee is standard trope.
Usually it's the live-in maid, but classmates doing it happens too.
Ren, embrace this 19+ romcom cliché!
"...Huh? What do you mean...?"
All color drained from Ren's face.
"Yesterday I managed with one hand, but this morning they casted both arms... so yeah."
"N-No... Can't you call a nurse...?"
Perfectly reasonable.
Male patients get male aides or nurses for baths and bathroom help. Pants down, sit on the toilet, done.
But since I chose "service" as Ren's kink to unlock, helping with the bathroom is basic training.
She needs to handle this much to awaken to the joy of service this semester. Gotta specialize her kink within the term to change the ending branch.
Time to persuade her properly.
"Nurses are kinda... it's a private body part... embarrassing to show a woman..."
"B-But I'm a woman too!"
She shot back like I was talking nonsense.
"I know that, obviously. You're a girl, Ren. But somehow... I feel okay showing you."
Only you get to see my body—special treatment. A pseudo-confession.
How's that?
Feels weirdly good, right?
If we were strangers, it'd be gross, but given our relationship, this special treatment would have a positive effect.
Stage 3 affection is childhood friend crush level.
If a girl you like says she'll show you her pussy just for you?
Irresistible.
Not exactly the same for guys and girls, but she won't feel bad.
"If it's me... it's okay? What do you mean?"
As expected, she paused, then asked back with a strange expression.
"Just what I said. You're different from other girls... I feel like I could show you even my embarrassing side."
"..."
Ren pondered.
Still hesitating? Makes sense— a pure virgin who's never dated or even seen a real dick. But I have my trump card.
Feels a bit dirty, but to advance quickly, gotta use underhanded tactics!
"Aw, forget it. I'll figure it out alone. Even if pulling down pants is hard... and there might be complications from the injury in the gym storage room..."
Emphasizing it happened while helping me did the trick—she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Ugh... I-I'll... help."
"Really?"
"...This kind of assistance is proper work for caregivers or hospice staff. If I think of it that way, it's not weird, right?"
Yes!
"Alright, then come here..."
"Ah...?"
I naturally wrapped an arm around her back and led her into the bathroom.
Strike while the iron's hot.
Overwhelm her before she thinks.
"So, pants first, please. Kinda urgent."
"Huh? Oh, y-yeah..."
Her face peeked out from behind my large frame in the mirror.
Face beet red. Eyes trembling, even the flesh under them twitching. Tense as hell, but not backing down.
Her diligent personality probably had her convinced I'd been suffering with a full bladder for hours.
Doing her best to help me.
Aww, such a good girl.
Gotta stay unerect as best I can.
"Ex-Excuse me."
Swish...
The loose patient pants slid down, revealing black panties containing an anaconda.
"Need the panties down too to do my business..."
"H-Hoo... Hoo... Y-Yes, of course."
Shiver shiver.
Her aspen-trembling hands gripped and pulled down the panties.
Soon, even flaccid, my massive cock dangled to my thighs.
"...? Wha...? What... i-is that...? A-a club...?"
Ren the virgin nun isn't completely clueless about dicks from medieval times. Sex ed has vivid illustrations.
But mine's straight-up out-of-spec EX-rank.
A hyper-sized monster that crushes most black guys—Ren's mind broke.
"Ah...? Huh? Eh?"
"Staring so intently is kinda embarrassing."
"Heek!?"
Ren, soul-vacant as she gawked, snapped back and whipped her head away with a shriek that hurt her throat.
"Y-Y-Yu Sang! Wh-What is that!? Sh-Should I get the doctor!?"
First time hearing her yell like that. Not in the game, not since possession.
"Why call the doctor all of a sudden?"
"B-But! It's insanely swollen! Must be a complication—!"
Even I think it's python-level; no wonder for a girl who's never seen one IRL.
"Ren, I get you're shocked, but this is really my dick."
"Liar!"
"It's true... Some women have absurd O-cups or P-cups. Same for guys. I'm that case... Is my body that weird?"
"Eh? N-No! I didn't mean it like that, sorry if I hurt you..."
Guilt from trash-talking me before kicked in; she shrank and bowed her head.
First real dick shock + debt to help + sorry feelings all jumbled, short-circuiting her brain.
"It's fine. So, can you help me pee now? Hurts."
"Ah! Y-Yes!"
Her trembling hands fumbled my lower belly and thighs. Couldn't grip the dick, so mirror check: eyes closed, hands groping blindly.
No wonder she misses.
"Here."
I grabbed her hand with mine and placed it mid-shaft.
If her fingers could move that much, I'd tell her to piss myself, but she had no rationality left.
Tremble!
Handing her the soft flaccid cock, she froze like a scared lamb.
I intentionally tensed her grip a bit for a firm hold.
"Softer than you thought, right? Squishy."
"Ah? Y-Yeah...? Uh...? Y-Yes... It is...?"
"Not as scary as you imagined?"
"...? Y-Yeah...?"
Voice like she had no clue what was happening. Face screaming brain lag.
So cute.
"Gonna pee now, so aim properly. Don't wanna clean splatter."
Now that we're here, burn this dick into her memory.
"O-Okay."
She gulped, opened her eyes. Hot breath hit my side.
Maniac play: non-gf gripping dick and holding it for pee.
Blood slowly rushing in.
