Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Cosplay Sex: Police Edition ♥ (1)
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Everything was wrong. Resistance was pointless. Escaping was impossible.
‘Really... why did it turn out like this?’
That woman Na Hye-eun had left again, saying she had work to do, but the other three were still just lounging around the house, freeloading.
‘...Don’t they have jobs?’
They occasionally talked about performance metrics or whatever, so it seemed like they had something to do. But they never went out, so how was I supposed to know?
“Still not done, Do-yun?”
“...I-I’ll be out soon!”
“Really? Need help changing if it’s tricky?”
“N-No, it’s fine….”
Even now, these women were only thinking about fucking me. I recalled what had happened just a bit earlier.
“Ah, so full... What now?”
“Take a nap or something.”
“...What’ll you do in that time?”
“Sex.”
“You bitch?”
As usual, Ju Hana and Seong Ha-neul were bickering, while Han Yu-rim was off by herself, scrolling through something on her phone.
“What’re you staring at like that?”
“Hm? Oh... Delivery’s coming today.”
“...What delivery?”
“You’ll see.”
Ding-dong—.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear—the doorbell rang right on cue. Han Yu-rim started heading out with an excited grin, but then she tilted her head and gestured toward me like a brilliant idea had just struck her.
“Do-yun, mind grabbing the package for me?”
“M-Me?”
“Yeah. Just like that.”
“L-Like this….”
Right now, I was wearing nothing but a pair of short shorts that barely peeked out from under an oversized T-shirt. Not outright slutty, but definitely the kind of look that sparked all sorts of imaginations.
“It’s fine. What, gonna tip him or something?”
“N-Not that.”
“Then hurry up. Delivery guy’s waiting.”
“Y-Yes….”
I dashed to the door—do-do-do-do—and flung it open.
“P-Package delive... Ah.”
“Y-Yes. Here you go….”
The familiar delivery uniform. Some things never changed in this world.
A woman in a blue vest and cap handed me the box, her face flushing bright red.
“C-Confirmed. Um... could I get a signature and phone number real quick?”
“...Pardon?”
“F-For the receipt confirmation...!”
She waved her hands frantically like she was trying to prove there were no ulterior motives, thrusting her phone toward me.
Of course, her intentions were plain as day, so I didn’t even have a comeback.
“Um, did you order this... yourself?”
“...Huh?”
Why the hell was she asking that? Suddenly uneasy, I glanced at the label on the box.
[Sexy Cosplay Shop YasuMall]
-Men’s Cosplay: Police Uniform for Clandestine Missions (S Size)
“…….”
That’s when it hit me—why Han Yu-rim had sent me to get it.
“Th-This is...!”
But how the hell was I supposed to explain it? Tell her the terrifying women I lived with had ordered it?
‘No way. Gotta send it back fast...!’
I was just about to scribble down my number like she wanted when...
‘Wait, do I even have a phone?’
It was a sudden realization. We’d been fucking nonstop from dawn till dusk, and the only way I had to catch up on the world was the TV.
Why had I just assumed I didn’t have a phone this whole time?
“Um, I don’t have a number... uh... sorry.”
What now? Should I ask for help...? I glanced back over my shoulder.
“That’s enough. Hand over the package and go. Confirmation’s already done from before—what more do you want?”
“Ah….”
Stepping in at the perfect moment was Han Yu-rim, of all people—not Ju Hana or Seong Ha-neul.
With her flashy blonde hair and tough-looking vibe, the delivery girl shrank back immediately, bowing her head and retreating in a hurry.
“Th-Then, I’ll be going...!”
“Take care~.”
Han Yu-rim waved her off with a cheerful hum.
“Hmph. Go rub one out at home while fantasizing about our Do-yun’s cock. Yeah?”
“Y-Yes... right.”
Sometimes, she seemed like the biggest psycho of the bunch. Her mood swings made her even scarier.
“So, what’d you order to get all worked up?”
Back in the living room, Seong Ha-neul strode over and snatched the package.
“Th-That’s...!”
“...Oh.”
“What do you think?”
I knew exactly what was coming the second she read the label, so I tried to stop her—but there was no way my scrawny arms could hold her back.
Han Yu-rim grinned as she asked, and Seong Ha-neul raised her hand for a high-five.
Clap—.
“Nice pick.”
“What’s going on?”
Only then did Ju Hana perk up with interest. She took the package from Seong Ha-neul and examined it closely, a smile creeping onto her face.
“This’ll be fun. Wanna jump right in?”
“Shouldn’t we plan it out first? Yu-rim, got any good ideas?”
“Hmm... How about this?”
True to form as the one with the darkest tastes, plans started pouring out of Han Yu-rim’s mouth like water.
“...Oh.”
“Yu-rim, you’re the best for this one….”
“Yeah?”
Han Yu-rim beamed.
...That didn’t sound like praise at all. It was such a twisted plan that even listening to it made me uncomfortable.
Or maybe it was because I had to do it? They seemed right up their alley, though, cackling with those creepy uhuhu laughs. Honestly, it was a little terrifying.
“Do-yun, go change into that and come out. We’ll handle the setup.”
“...Really?”
“Why? Don’t wanna?”
“W-Well….”
Fuck no! I’d rather strip naked and get gang-raped!
“Hmm... Was gonna let you crash early tonight.”
“...I-I’ll do it!”
But that changed everything. Whatever—my body was already worn to hell and back. For a shot at some peace, I could handle this much.
With that resolve, I headed into the room to change. I plopped down on the floor and tore open the box...
“...What the hell is this?”
It wasn’t the familiar sky-blue police uniform. Instead, it was something closer to a black-and-white formal uniform. Fine so far. But...
“...Why is the shirt this short?”
A white tank-top shirt so cropped it barely covered my chest. Navel fully exposed, with short pants linked by those black leather straps people called a harness.
And a goddamn butterfly tie. Insane.
“...How do you even wear this?”
It clung tight, exposing every curve of my body. For the first time, I got a real taste of what those female internet streamers from my old world must’ve felt like.
‘At least they got paid for it.’
And even they probably didn’t go this slutty.
I had no clue how to put it on, so I fumbled through the instructions, grunting until I finally had it all on. The mirror showed a sight too embarrassing to look at directly.
“...Why the hell is there no zipper?”
Either designed that way from the start, or just shitty—the pants were held up solely by suspender straps, and where the zipper should’ve been was split wide open.
My crotch was bulging right out, barely covered by my panties. If I stepped out like this, I’d get arrested even in the uniform.
“All set, Do-yun. You can come out now.”
“...Yes.”
I swallowed hard, recalling the ‘script’ they’d given me, and opened the door.
“F-Freeze...!”
The living room had transformed into some bustling city street, but I wasn’t surprised. I already knew better than to apply normal logic here.
They’d probably pulled some skill or another.
More importantly, the background extras walking by completely ignored us. That alone told me this was some kind of hologram setup.
I gripped the toy pistol from the box with both hands and rattled off my lines. They were so embarrassing that even my panicked shriek came out in a high-pitched squeak.
“Y-You have the right to remain silent and the right to an attorney….”
Damn it, what was next?
“...Anyway, you’re under arrest!”
Fuck, couldn’t remember. But they wanted cosplay sex, not a damn play. This should be fine—I rushed through it.
“Y-Yes, officer. Arrest me quick, okay?”
Seong Ha-neul, playing the first villain, smirked and held out her wrists.
“Fuu….”
I grabbed her wrists.
“Y-You villain….”
Why the hell were the ‘handcuffs’ like this? I snapped the ones dangling from my ass onto her wrists.
“Hehe, officer’s got such a perky butt? All soft and squishy….”
“D-Don’t touch...!”
“But the cuffs are right here?”
“…….”
Un-fucking-believable. Why were the handcuffs attached to the back of my pants?
“N-Next….”
“Says my partner’s at the bank. Kinda scary—what to do? Can’t let myself get nabbed like this….”
“R-Right! I’ll go arrest your partner at the bank too...!”
Finding the bank was easy. There was a sign up ahead that said ‘Bank.’ Probably one of the rooms.
I gritted my teeth and endured Seong Ha-neul’s hands kneading my ass as I kicked open the door and aimed the toy gun again.
“Freeze...!”
Still couldn’t get used to this...!
“Oh, I surrender.”
Ju Hana was inside the bank room. The moment she saw me, she raised both hands and walked over, offering her wrists.
“Arrest me quick.”
“Ugh... Y-You have the right to remain silent and the right to an attorney….”
Screw it. I rattled it off quick like before and cuffed her too.
“Ahh, if you drag me off and torture me like this, I might just spill where the boss is... What now?”
“Y-You two, follow me...!”
Han Yu-rim wasn’t due to show yet. I led them back to the living room, which had now shifted into a cramped little room.
Just two chairs, surrounded by gray cement walls.
I shook off the hands groping my ass and sat them down one by one.
“Q-Quick, spill the boss...!”
“Hmm, what now, officer? That kinda threat won’t loosen my lips.”
“Urgh...!”
I approached Seong Ha-neul, who was sitting primly in her chair, and leaned in close for the next line.
“I-If you don’t talk... I’ll make you suffer...!”
“Ehh? A cop doing that? What about human rights?”
“Sh-Shut up...!”
“Don’t wanna.”
With that taunting look and tone, Seong Ha-neul spread her legs wide.
“Hmm... If you torture me, I might have no choice but to talk….”
“...Y-You’ll regret it?!”
“Then do it already.”
“…….”
No helping it. To wrap this up fast, I had to play along. Eyes squeezed shut, I dropped to my knees between her legs.
“Still not talking? Even like this?”
“Huuung...♥ Ah, oh no. Feels like I might give in at this rate...♥”
It was called ‘torture,’ but it was no different from the usual servicing. I kept fingering Seong Ha-neul’s spread pussy.
“Like this? Slurp... Like this?”
But she wasn’t going down easy like that, so I had no choice but to use my mouth.
I pressed my lips to her already drooling slit and sucked hard, like devouring a popsicle, all while ‘threatening’ her.
“Sluuuurp... T-Talk already...!”
“Huuuuk♥ N-Nooo... Can’t give in to something like this...♥”
Lips curled in a smug smile, she casually closed her thighs, trapping my head between them and pressing down.
Almost like she was demanding I go harder.
“...Gulp.”
I looked up at her, and sure enough, her eyes screamed that she wouldn’t let me stop until I ramped it up.
“S-Sluuuurp...!”
This was unavoidable. Had to end it quick...!
“...Hmm, when’s it my turn?”
...Of course, there were still two more waiting behind her.