Everyone Should Get Along
Should everyone get along well?
***
The night of corruption when Rumi swore to become Si-yoon’s slave had passed, and the sun now blazed brightly outside the hotel window.
“Mmm…”
Rumi lay naked on the bed, fast asleep. The sunlight streaming through the window made her stir, her eyes squinting against the brightness.
The fresh morning rays caressed her smooth, vibrant skin and peaceful sleeping face like a gentle child, naturally rousing her from slumber.
“Hah… mmh…!”
Finally overwhelmed by the relentless sunlight, Rumi opened her eyes and lifted her head, stretching both arms with a refreshed expression.
“Where is Master…?”
She rubbed her half-closed eyes and looked around, but Si-yoon, who had fallen asleep beside her, was nowhere to be seen in the room.
“His coat and umbrella are still here… Did he step out for a moment?”
The black umbrella he had used sat neatly by the entrance, and his favorite black hooded zip-up was folded on the bed beside her.
“Should I call him…? Ah!”
As Rumi reached for her smartphone to try calling him, a message from Si-yoon appeared on the screen.
“Ah… I see.”
Yesterday afternoon, Rumi had attacked a high-ranking officer at the Alliance headquarters and left him gravely wounded. Fortunately, the floor where the office was located had no CCTV for security reasons, so it would likely take the Alliance at least a day to identify the perpetrator. If Si-yoon was right and they had already realized it was her, wandering the streets openly would be dangerous.
“Then I’ll just wait until Master comes back.”
The message had been sent about ten minutes before she checked it. Rumi decided to wait for Si-yoon and headed into the bathroom.
“It really… might have gotten bigger… ♥”
Standing before the full-length mirror, Rumi examined the changes her body had undergone since becoming a slave. Her already ample breasts had grown explosively, surpassing mere voluptuousness, while her hips and thighs had filled out with soft flesh, enhancing her femininity.
“My body changing like this… it’s all thanks to Master’s power… ♥”
Satisfied with her newly enhanced, healthy and seductive figure, Rumi smiled like a lovestruck teenage girl, imagining how she would serve and pleasure Si-yoon with this evolved body.
— Click —
“You’re up, Rumi?”
Si-yoon’s voice came from behind her as she was fixing her messy hair.
“Master?”
The moment she heard him, Rumi rushed over and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly even though he was still holding shopping bags.
“Good morning… ♥”
“Yeah. Energetic this early, huh.”
Si-yoon held her for a moment, gently patting her head and shoulders. He smiled, clearly pleased by how much brighter Rumi seemed compared to before. Then he set the bags on the table and took out their contents.
“It’s a bit late to call it breakfast, but you must be hungry.”
Inside the white bag were bulgogi kimbap, chilled orange juice, a black disposable mask, a hair tie, and a plain blue baseball cap. He had bought simple food for Rumi, who hadn’t eaten dinner the night before, along with a simple disguise to hide her face.
“What about you, Master…? Aren’t you going to eat?”
There was only enough kimbap and juice for one person. Feeling guilty about eating alone, Rumi broke off a piece of kimbap and offered it to him.
“You don’t have to share, but thanks.”
Si-yoon ate the piece she fed him while unwrapping the mask and cap.
“Once you’re done eating, we’ll head to my hideout. We can’t keep wandering around outside like this.”
Though Rumi had sworn revenge on the Alliance after becoming Si-yoon’s slave, carrying it out would require considerable preparation. Moreover, after causing such a major incident and fleeing the Alliance, it was safest to take shelter in his hideout, whose existence the Alliance still didn’t know about.
“We still have some time before checkout, so eat slowly and don’t get indigestion. I’ll call a taxi once you’re finished.”
***
— Vroom — Thud
“We’ve arrived! The fare’s been automatically deducted, so you don’t need to pay.”
“Thank you! Have a nice day!”
Si-yoon and Rumi arrived by taxi in front of the building where the Utopia hideout was located. Holding Rumi’s hand, Si-yoon led her down to the basement.
‘I promised to help her get revenge… but isn’t the hideout too shabby for that?’
Despite his grand words about helping Rumi take revenge, Si-yoon felt a bead of sweat form on the back of his hand, worried his hideout might seem too pathetic.
— Creak —
“I’m back.”
“Welcome home, Master!”
When Si-yoon entered the password with a slightly tense expression, Ji-woo, who had been tidying the living room table, came running out to greet him.
“Oh! That person… is she Master’s new slave…?”
Ji-woo, who had seen Rumi’s face before, looked slightly surprised but smiled brightly, clearly happy about the new addition.
“Ah… Hello.”
Rumi returned the smile awkwardly. She had expected there would be other slaves besides herself, but she hadn’t anticipated being greeted by someone in a naked apron.
“Nya! Master!”
Adding to the surprise, Chae-ryeong, wearing only underwear with cat ears and a tail, crawled over on all fours and leapt into Si-yoon’s arms, rubbing her face against him.
“Nya? You brought another female again?”
“Th-that person…!”
Recognizing Chae-ryeong, Rumi stumbled backward in shock. Until recently, Chae-ryeong had been a high-ranking member of the villain organization Rumi had been targeting on missions, and the one indirectly responsible for her repeated failures and the pain that followed.
“She must be… pretty surprised.”
Si-yoon hadn’t told Rumi about his other slaves, and he had momentarily forgotten she might react this way to seeing Chae-ryeong.
“Nya…! She’s so pretty…”
Chae-ryeong didn’t seem to remember who Rumi was at all. She wagged her tail affectionately toward her as well. Rumi closed her eyes for a moment, placed a hand on her chest to steady her breathing, then gently patted Chae-ryeong’s head in return.
“Trick… No, would it be okay to call you Chae-ryeong?”
“Nya? Call me whatever you like!”
During her time as the villain “Tricker,” Chae-ryeong had been a source of pain for Rumi and an indirect reason she had been treated even worse within the Alliance. Though Si-yoon felt guilty for not having warned her, Rumi simply smiled and continued to interact affectionately with Chae-ryeong as if it didn’t bother her.
“Sorry. I should’ve told you beforehand.”
“It’s fine. That was… something from when I was still a hero yesterday. I’m Master’s slave now… and so is Chae-ryeong, right?”
She flashed Si-yoon a bright smile, then greeted the other females who had come out to welcome them.
“My name is Seol Rumi. I’ll be living with all of you as Master’s females from now on. Please take care of me!”
The slaves shared a common instinct of loyalty and love toward Si-yoon, which also served as the driving force for them to get along with one another. Moreover, upon being reborn as Si-yoon’s slave, Rumi had decided to forget all her past failures and despair. Her loyalty and love were now directed toward the savior who had pulled her from the swamp, along with her desire for revenge against the Alliance that had used and deceived her for years. Becoming a slave had brought not only physical but also significant mental growth.
“Hwaaam… Good morning, Oppa… Huh? Who’s that pretty unnie?”
Rui-lin, who had just woken up, stretched and stepped out, greeting Si-yoon before locking eyes with Rumi.
“My name is Seol Rumi. Please take care of me from now on.”
Just like with Chae-ryeong, Rumi was slightly surprised to see Rui-lin but quickly smiled again and exchanged greetings.
‘Now… with Rui-lin as a slave too, that makes five in total.’
It had already been two seasons since Si-yoon had started his new life after the destruction of the Dark Knights. Watching his females living in harmony filled him with pride, even as he began to ponder the future direction of his organization.