I'll Do Whatever You Say, So Please!! (Epilogue)
It all came down to this: they had failed to remove the clit ring. Both of them.
Of course, with all her magic circuits burned out, it was now little more than a piece of jewelry. But that still meant she would have to live the rest of her life with another man's name permanently engraved on a ring piercing her clitoris.
Surprisingly, Thunderbird didn't seem bothered at all.
“Chrome just means chrome-plated accessory. It doesn't necessarily refer to Chrome Fist, you know?”
She mentioned Chrome Hearts as an example. You know, that silver jewelry company.
Lying in her hospital bed, Thunderbird spoke as if it were no big deal.
“So that's why you came to visit me? You were worried about that?”
“Mm.”
“How thoughtful of you.”
Iron Colossus sat there peeling an apple without much response. This hero, who had claimed a private room at the South Seoul Emergency Center under the pretext of treating her drug addiction and ‘I need to rest while I have the chance,’ happily munched on the apple slices he cut for her, smiling all the while.
“Cutting them into rabbit shapes is cute, but I'd prefer you didn't do that in front of me.”
“Noted.”
“Did you hear? To remove this ring, they'd have to excise the entire affected area?”
“Mm.”
That was the case. Even though her magic power was gone, it was a hero-grade accessory designed for semi-permanent use. Once bound, the ring couldn't be artificially undone, so the ring itself had to be destroyed. But given its location and tiny size, there was no way to remove it without cutting the clitoris itself.
This was what Doctor de Boa had guaranteed. Although he said there would be no practical issues since it didn't respond to magic detection at all, it was still quite an embarrassing accessory to have on a woman's most precious part.
Therefore, Iron Colossus felt a kind of psychological debt. Enough to come visit Thunderbird and peel apples for her personally.
“If you feel that sorry, how about this?”
“Mm…?”
“About the drug addiction. The drug I was given wasn't highly toxic, but it seems it was somewhat addictive. My body still aches and withdrawal symptoms are coming. What should I do?”
“I'll call a doctor.”
“Aww, not that doctor. How about a different kind of doctor?”
Thunderbird chewed on the apple, then folded the bedside table and straightened her back.
“Make me dependent on something else.”
“Miss Thunderbird.”
“I want to depend on you.”
“I have a lover.”
“Fortunately, I don't. So I don't need to feel any guilt.”
Thunderbird lightly grabbed the sleeve of Iron Colossus's clothes and lowered her head. Her bright blonde hair cascaded down like a shade, covering her face. She fidgeted with her fingers as she spoke.
“It would be too wasteful to let you go like this. If I give up now, I feel like I'll regret it for the rest of my life.”
“I'll pretend I didn't hear that.”
Iron Colossus politely removed Thunderbird's hand and stood up from his seat. He neatly organized even the utensils he'd used to peel the apple and prepared to leave.
“It doesn't have to be love.”
“...Thunderbird.”
“It doesn't have to be love. It's okay. Pity is fine too. Just... right now. I just want you to stay with me for a little while. Is that so difficult?”
“That wouldn't be right.”
Iron Colossus hesitated, then let out a deep sigh. It was common for a sexual assault victim right after rape to fall for the person who saved them... It could be seen as a kind of bridge effect. He could even understand the desire to psychologically depend on someone due to her shattered self-esteem. But this wasn't it.
Iron Colossus shook his head.
“You're too precious a person to receive pity, Miss Thunderbird. Value yourself a little more. Share love with someone who can love you.”
“Oh my god...! That's so cringy!! Is this how you seduced Botal Rabbit too?!”
“Mm.”
She seemed to like it, though.
Iron Colossus looked somewhat shocked.
“But well... mm... it doesn't sound too bad.”
“Mm....”
Thunderbird burst into laughter, then let out a sigh. She swept her hair back, straightened her posture, and looked directly at Iron Colossus. Her expression seemed like she'd made some decision. And it was clearly a very, very inappropriate decision.
“Do you know about air insulation?”
“Mm...?”
“You know. Air is an incredibly powerful insulator. Even if you release electricity, without a conductor, it's almost impossible to conduct current through the air to attack.”
In fact, most electric ability users couldn't attack opponents from a distance. There were heroes who used wires, metal strings, swords or staffs, even water guns. If one could break air insulation beyond three meters, they could immediately rise to A-class.
Iron Colossus, who often dealt with high-voltage lines at disaster sites, knew this fact well.
But he couldn't figure out why she was bringing this up at this moment.
“Your face says ‘What the hell is she talking about?’ But listen. I can break air insulation up to five meters. At that voltage, it means I can incapacitate almost any human within two meters... even a superhuman!”
“Mm.”
Is she bragging?
Iron Colossus nodded. If this could help her regain her self-esteem, then so be it...
“Then how many meters away from me are you right now?”
“Mm...?”
It wasn't a brag. When Thunderbird waved her hand, Iron Colossus saw blue sparks crackling around her, and that was the last thing he saw.
In a shock so intense he couldn't even register falling, he caught a glimpse of Thunderbird's beautiful calf as she stepped down from the bed.
“You should've just listened when I tried to persuade you. I didn't want to do this either.”
When Botal Rabbit opened her eyes in the hospital room, she was wrestling with the most difficult dilemma in the world at that moment.
Should she touch it? But this was a hospital. Was there CCTV? There was. Should she hold back then? Ah... ugh... aaauuugh....
Beneath her patient gown pants lay her most intimate place. The small ring that could not be removed. The moment she opened her eyes and confirmed its presence, her mind was filled with nothing but that single thought.
The question of why am I like this didn't even occur to her. It was because, in addition to the status above, her body had completely blossomed at the end of Tran Van Bao's long, relentless conditioning.
Sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste. Regardless of which sense was triggered, the slightest stimulation was now enough to send her body into instant heat. Just a few weeks ago, this level of burning arousal had only happened right after using her ability.
It had only come during her rabbit-heat phase, when she drew on the rabbit's power. But not anymore. Now it was as natural as breathing. Her body simply ran hot. Her lower belly felt heavy, her heart pounded as if it had dropped between her legs, she felt restless, and her mouth went bone-dry.
“Colossus... where are you...”
If Colossus were here, at least she could ask him to take care of it. Trying to handle it miserably by herself felt far too pathetic. Just yesterday, Tran Van Bao had been groping and kneading her entire body without giving her a moment to breathe. Now he was locked in a cold iron cage, being dragged off to a detention center.
She bit down hard on her lip and hugged her legs to her chest. Simply recalling everything that had happened since the gate was enough to flood her below. She was completely soaked, the sheets beneath her growing warm and damp. Her breath came out hotter and hotter, her heart pounding so violently that even her hearing began to distort.
“I can't... hold it!! Colossus!!”
She sprang up from the bed and left to find him. He had said something about visiting Thunderbird once, and fortunately the VIP ward was all on the same floor. All she had to do was turn the corner in the hallway.
Creak, creak, creak.
Her brisk steps gradually slowed. The closer she got to the door of Thunderbird's room, the more cautious she became. The sounds reaching her ears and the scent brushing her nose were far too familiar.
The wild creaking of bed springs. The wet, squelching sound of something slick. The forced, suppressed breathing.
“No way, no way... No. There's no way our rock would do that.”
Botal Rabbit shook her head and crept silently toward Thunderbird's hospital room. Half of her wanted to see what man that bitch had dragged in. The other half was strangled by anxiety.
When she reached the slightly ajar door, the scene revealed beneath the faint glow of the incandescent lights was—
“Ahhn♡ Hnghh♡ Hah♡ Hnn♡ So good...♡! You're so good...♡!!”
Thunderbird sitting astride the bed, slamming her hips down with frantic abandon. Lost in ecstasy, panting, drooling clear saliva without even realizing it. It was nothing like the night she had been pinned beneath the Blacksmith. This was raw, vibrant, living sex.
“Ahk♡ Ah♡ Aah, ha♡ Hngh♡ How am I♡? Does it feel good? I'm better, right♡? Answer me... eh♡!”
Botal Rabbit had to clap a hand over her own mouth. Her breathing had grown far too ragged.
I'm better...? Better than anyone else...?
No way. It couldn't be. Their rock was too dense to ever cheat...
Swish.
A breeze from the open window gently pushed the curtain aside. The moment the two figures tangled on the bed came into full view—
Thunderbird writhing atop the man's lap, and Iron Colossus, stiff as stone, eyes squeezed shut...
This can't... be...!!
She barely swallowed a gasp and trembled violently.
Colossus... cheating? Since when...? But wait.
Is this... a situation where I have the right to be angry?
Hadn't she put him through the exact opposite situation for the past two weeks? At least the person with Colossus now was an S-class hero, and beautiful. She herself had rolled around with an F-class porter—a foreign laborer—and even begged Colossus to watch!
A situation she wanted to stop but could not stop.
You... you must have felt exactly like this.
She could only bite her lip and keep watching Iron Colossus. Misery. Betrayal. Of course those feelings existed, but...
What tormented her most right now was not those emotions. It was the taboo. The taboo of being helpless to do anything but watch the infidelity, and the horrible, sticky taboo of becoming aroused while secretly watching it.
The heartbeat that came when she crossed that line of taboo was so violently loud that she had to clutch her own body tightly and stifle her voice.
Hngh...♡!
Squelch.
She only then realized her own hand had slipped between her legs. Covering her mouth with the other hand, biting down on the back of it, she helplessly watched Iron Colossus and Thunderbird copulate. For a long time, a very long time, she panted alone in the shadows.