Chapter 7
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: The Rapist Has a Double
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“Mmph, mm...”
“Hehe, squirming like that won’t make me let you go. Hang in there just a bit longer.”
No, please untie me.
Aside from the strange vibrations I’d been feeling down below for a while now, I couldn’t sense a thing. With my eyes and mouth covered and even my hands bound, I was seriously starting to lose it.
Scary... so scary...
The suffocating helplessness of not being able to do anything. The fear of not knowing what she’d do to me next. Before I knew it, my body had begun to tremble uncontrollably.
“If I keep spoiling you, you’ll get bad habits. Right?”
“Mmph...”
*I won’t, please just untie me.* That’s what I tried to say, but of course she couldn’t understand. Time dragged on—I had no idea how long it had been.
“Okay, I’ll let you go now.”
“...!”
Whoosh—sudden bright light flooded my vision. The first person I saw as the darkness lifted.
“Uh, ugh...”
Why was this? She was the one who’d tormented me until now. She’d probably do the same again.
“Ah...”
“...Huh?”
Without thinking, I crawled into her arms and hugged her tight. The rose scent enveloping me from her embrace scrambled my thoughts.
So warm, so cozy. Why had I even tried to escape this? If I just behaved, everything would be fine.
Like a chick fresh from the egg imprinting on the first thing it sees as its mother, I instinctively saw her as my protector.
“...Looks like we’ll have to do this more often, huh?”
“...?”
Though she seemed like a protector with some rather odd common sense.
“Why the sudden change... Hmm, whatever.”
Ju Hana kept murmuring cryptic things as she gently stroked my head. But I didn’t care about that—her touch felt way too good...
“...Did I go too far maybe?”
“N-no...”
It had been harsh, sure. But it was my fault. I was getting punished because I’d been bad. If I didn’t want punishment, I just had to behave.
And that’s when it happened.
BAM—!!!!
“Ju Hana, get out here!!!”
“Eek?!”
This was definitely our house. Who was this, and how did they know to burst in like that?
I burrowed deeper into Ju Hana’s arms and stared at the intruder who’d kicked down the door. Snow-white silver hair that contrasted sharply with Ju Hana’s jet-black locks.
Her chest... hard to say. No clear winner there. A woman whose vibe was total opposite yet somehow similar to Ju Hana’s stood at the door, fuming.
“Oh, you’re here.”
“Here? ‘Here’?! You bitch, now’s not the time to—”
Only then did her eyes meet mine. The mysterious intruder trailed off, her eyes going wide.
She turned back to Ju Hana, raising a trembling hand.
“You, you...”
“Jealous? Then you lose. Oh, wait—already lost?”
What the hell was going on? The stammering intruder, Ju Hana casually holding and petting me—they were both acting way beyond my comprehension.
“Ah, Yun. Say hi.”
Maybe sensing my confusion, Ju Hana set me down for a moment and pointed at the intruder.
“Seong Ha-neul. Your ‘second’ Mistress.”
“...Pardon?”
“...Huh?”
What did she say?
“...That’s how it went down. Got it?”
No.
Awakenings usually happen before adulthood, but the timing varies wildly, so they leave kids alone until they’re adults and then send them to the academy to build proper personalities.
But in extremely rare cases, early awakeners get special education young.
And those rare cases were Ju Hana and Seong Ha-neul. They’d trained under the same Master, both prodigies... That’s all I caught.
“You get it all, huh.”
Ju Hana smiled softly, stroking my head again. It felt nice and all, but why wouldn’t she let go already?
I needed to use the bathroom soon, and it was starting to feel stuffy.
“Hey, shouldn’t you explain it to me too?”
Right on cue, Seong Ha-neul slammed her foot down and growled.
“I get you picked up some random guy somewhere, but what’s that got to do with calling me here?”
“Huh? Well...”
As if amazed she didn’t get it, Ju Hana set me down and stood me up.
Then.
“Up you go.”
“...Eh?”
She yanked down my pants. Panties too.
“Hey, you psycho, what the—!”
But by now, it didn’t faze me. If she wanted to strip me, fine. I’d half-expected it anyway.
...Though I did wonder, just a tiny bit, how I’d ended up like this.
“As you can see, I already broke him in.”
Rubbing my belly lightly, Ju Hana grinned smugly.
“And check this out—his dick’s impressive even soft. Huge already.”
“...Gulp.”
“Cute face too. Obedient. What do you think?”
“Th-think about what?”
Seong Ha-neul’s face flushed beet red as she shot back. Ju Hana gave her the answer she wanted.
“Should we keep Yun together?”
“Who asked, you bitch.”
Seong Ha-neul approached Ju Hana with a beaming smile.
“Call me sis?”
“Piss off, gross.”
“Bitch...”
Glared at by Ju Hana, Seong Ha-neul finally turned to me.
“Eek...”
“Look at him.”
She smirked and crouched down to my eye level.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. I won’t eat you. More like...”
“I-I...”
“You look delicious.”
Ah. Damn it.
“Hold on.”
“Ugh, what now?”
“Whine and no cookie.”
“Sorry, Elder Sister.”
Ju Hana effortlessly shut down Seong Ha-neul with one line and handed her a sheet of paper. Seong Ha-neul took it, reading the text aloud skeptically.
“Membership... application?”
“Sign it. You’ve got your academy ID, right?”
“Obviously... What’s with the club? You hate hassle, never join anything.”
“Look at you... Just gathering people to raise our Yun?”
What kind of conversation was this? My head was spinning; I could barely keep up.
“...Raise? Together?”
“Yeah. That’s why I called you.”
“No, what the...”
Seong Ha-neul gawked at Ju Hana in disbelief. Yeah, that was the normal reaction. I wasn’t the crazy one.
“I knew you were a bit nuts, but this is too much, right?”
Yet she was the one who’d just bitten the offer.
“Why’re your eyes so wide?”
“N-no reason...”
Crap, busted?
“There’s a reason for it all. Try Yun once, and you’ll change your mind.”
“Change my mind my ass... Fine, signed.”
“Great. Yun, be good for her? I’ll be right back.”
“Eh, w-wait?”
No, wait...
Slam. The door shut, leaving me alone with Seong Ha-neul.
“Ugh, that psycho... Ahem, Yun, right?”
“Y-yes...”
“Come here.”
As if I had a choice. I approached her slowly, trying not to show my reluctance.
Pants still down, of course. As I stood before her, she let out an impressed whistle.
“Wow... How’d a bitch like her snag a guy like this...”
“......”
I agreed deep down, but saying it might get back to Ju Hana, so I stayed quiet.
She might even save me, but they’d seemed close earlier.
“Whatever. Thanks to her, I get this treat.”
Seong Ha-neul pulled me to sit beside her naturally.
“Wait, does that make me sworn sisters with her? Hmm, not thrilled.”
Then just go, please.
“But Yun.”
“Y-yes?”
“I’ve got no experience.”
“Ah... Okay.”
What did she expect me to do? Glaring down at her warily, I noticed her cheeks tinting pink.
...Was she embarrassed?
“Ahem... So...”
Yeah, definitely.
Hold on, if I do well here...?
There might be hope.
“Th-then I’ll do it.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes... Lie down.”
Seong Ha-neul obediently lay back on the bed. I approached cautiously, carefully peeling off her clothes.
“...You’re pretty skilled.”
First time ever, but if it made her this easy to seduce, great for me.
“Starting now.”
I deliberately sounded casual and experienced. Her naked body soon revealed.
She really looks like Ju Hana...
Faces different, but bodies so perfect—impossible to pick a favorite.
Made my job easier. Just do what I did with Ju Hana.
Hand on her breast—she twitched, breathing shallowly.
“...Ngh.”
No clever lines came to mind, so I just kneaded silently.
“H-harder.”
“Okay.”
These small hands—how hard could I even go? I squeezed firmly, venting all my stress.
“Ow, that hurts! Wanna die?”
“S-sorry!”
...Didn’t think it’d hurt. I eased up, and she finally moaned in satisfaction.
“Mmm... Good.”
What next? I’d never taken the lead; clueless.
Like in porn?
Sixken-style should work. Sliding a hand to her slit, it was already slick.
“Hnnng...”
Middle and ring fingers in—hot, soft folds. Stir it up?
“Ah, ngh... Fuck, that’s good.”
Seemed right. Relieved, I kept fingering with one hand, groping her breast with the other, praying she’d finish quick.
“Ngh.”
“Not enough. Suck.”
“Mmph?!”
...Until Seong Ha-neul suddenly grabbed my head and yanked me down.