Wannabe Villain's Special Sex Education (2)
Wannabe Villain's Special Sex Education (2)
The detention center's visitation room.
Yujin stood with his arms crossed, deep in thought, while two women huddled in the corner.
Winterer and Haru.
-whisper whisper.
"So what do you want to ask the mighty Winterer, Haru, you Rice Cake bitch?"
Winterer opened the conversation.
The fact that she could speak so skillfully while sucking on candy showed that her tongue work was no joke.
Haru rolled her own candy around in her mouth and answered.
—Munch, munch.
"Got something I seriously wanna ask you, sis."
"Why the hell did you come all the way here to bug me about it?"
"Because you’re super strong and smart, Sis. I counted the days until I could see you. Luckily, I got to see you again quickly this time. Hehe."
"...Pfft."
Yeah. The mighty Winterer was pretty impressive.
Winterer's shoulders rose with pride.
As a bonus, her flat, scrawny chest jutted out.
"You came to the right person. I’m in an especially good mood today, so I might even lend you my power."
"Okay. You're the best, sis. You're the only one I've got."
"Anyway, is this about that Rice Cake? Want me to do something about him?"
That lasted only a moment.
A murderous light seeped into her eyes.
Madness you couldn't distinguish from a real villain's at a glance—the kind that had once fooled even Seol Hayeon.
'She came to me, the mightiest villain, for a favor. It had to be something bad—something she could only discuss with me.'
Winterer guessed that Haru's business was a hit job.
That was the only thing Haru would come sucking up to her for.
It was a fitting assumption for someone who thought like a villain.
And there, in front of her bloodthirsty grin,
Haru...
"Sis, I have a question."
"Yeah. Tell me anything. The mightiest Winterer will...."
"Feeling embarrassed makes me feel good. Is that weird?"
"......?"
Without warning, she came out with a confession.
Winterer's tongue left the candy.
"Hold up. What kind of bullshit are you on about?"
"I felt good when I played the merging game with Daddy too. It also felt really good when Daddy kissed me on the cheek."
"What do you mean, 'felt good'...."
"My face gets all hot, and my heart pounds like crazy. Just thinking about Daddy kissing me makes me smile without meaning to. Like this."
-beaming.
But all Haru did was show a perfectly innocent smile.
She looked like a squirrel, thanks to the hard candies stuffed in both cheeks.
"I was curious what'd happen if I did more embarrassing stuff, y'know? So I even tried to wash up with Daddy. Cuz showing someone your naked body is embarrassing."
"Wait, what? That little Rice Cake brat, how dare he."
"Granny caught me, so I couldn’t. I wanted to wash Daddy with my soft, squishy chest. Hmph."
Though unlike her innocent appearance, her words were slightly less innocent.
"But it still felt really good. Am I a pervert?"
And then Haru asked:
Sis. Am I a pervert?
It was a question she couldn't even ask her own father or grandmother.
Winterer's vision went black.
'I mean, even by my villain standards, you are kind of a pervert bitch...'
A pervert?
She had tried to cling naked to a man. Of course she was.
...Saying it like that would sure feel satisfying.
But Winterer understood Haru's true feelings.
She was just happy that her dad treated her so well.
A father so pointlessly handsome that even Winterer sometimes felt her heart flutter.
His actions might have been indistinguishable from a pervert's...
but his intentions, at least, had to be entirely pure.
That was her firm belief.
'I don't really know either, but maybe I'll just run my mouth for now. It'd be annoying if my toy got outed as a total pervert bitch.'
Winterer scowled.
A soft, cherry-scented sigh puffed out.
"Haah. Let me ask you something first. I’ve seen you naked a few times while washing you. How did you feel? Did it feel good?"
"The water was always cold, so I hated it."
"What about someone else. How would you feel if a guard here saw your body?"
"No. I’d say, ‘I hate it, stop, my body belongs to me.’"
A sweet, candy-scented Q&A followed.
Haru answered every question immediately.
As if they weren't even worth agonizing over.
"Then... what if that Rice Cake—your dad—saw you? How would you feel?"
"Eep."
The moment her dad was mentioned, she clammed right up, though.
Unlike before, Haru only worked her lips soundlessly.
Her face gradually reddened...
"...Would he see my butt hole too?"
"Jeez. Why would you show him your asshole? Who'd like looking at someplace dirty like that?"
"Okay. As long as it's not that, it'd probably feel good. If Daddy praised me, it'd feel even better. I guess I really am a pervert."
In the end, she hung her head low with the candy still in her mouth.
Because even she knew this wasn't normal.
Only then did Winterer bring the candy back to her lips.
—Smack.
"No. You're not a pervert."
"......? But the fact that feeling embarrassed makes me feel good...."
"If you did that with just anyone, yeah, you'd be a pervert bitch. But you only do it with that Rice Cake, don't you."
"But I'm still a pervert, though, aren't I? Since feeling embarrassed feels good?"
"Not a pervert. Hmm. Hmm. That's love."
And that was what she told her: it was love.
Haru tilted her head.
Her eyes widened as well.
"......Love?"
"Yeah. Love. You want to be with the person you like and sleep beside them. When they’re happy, you feel happy too."
Unlike Haru's, Winterer's eyes curved into soft crescent moons.
It was a glimpse into how she had learned about love—and who she loved.
[That is something only people who love each other do. Got it?]
'Do I... love Daddy?'
...Just one thing: Winterer's and Haru's definitions of 'love' were a little different.
Winterer's love was simply a form of familial affection.
She hadn't even realized it herself—the affection she held for her little sister.
Haru's love, on the other hand?
Something she needed if she wanted to wash Daddy while naked with him.
She didn't really understand it, but if she had this, she could do embarrassing things with Daddy.
She would feel good and beam happily.
Haru's eyes sparkled.
"So I like embarrassing things because I love Daddy? Not because I’m a pervert?"
"That’s what I’m telling you."
"And my heart pounding like crazy when Daddy snuggles with me? And my body feeling so light and floaty when he kisses me?"
"......For sure. Absolutely."
In stark contrast, Winterer's confidence steadily evaporated.
That was what she said, but... did I actually know?
'When had I, a villain, ever loved anyone in the first place?'
She had only cobbled the explanation together from things her minions used to say.
"Then what do I gotta do, and how? Since I love Daddy, is it okay if I ask him if we can wash up together?"
"......."
But now her little sister believed her with rock-solid faith.
Even Winterer was finding it hard to keep pretending she knew what she was talking about.
Her dark-red eyes darted around the room.
'Love, love... I was sure that horny bitch said something about it.'
[Hwaaah. Nothing beats fucking them while strangling them to death. It’s twice the sex.]
[Fuck. Good thing I stopped you before you made a corpse. What is so great about sex that you’re causing a scene in the middle of the night?]
[Huh, you don’t know? A man’s di....]
[Eck. Why would you do something like that? Disgusting.]
[It feels good. It feels twice as good if you do it while killing them. Want to do it together next time?]
[Filthy. Unclean. Piss off.]
[Come on, don’t be like that. Even the mighty Winterer was born through sex, right? If people in love didn’t fuck....]
'Tch. They did say people who love each other do that.'
What were people supposed to do when they loved each other?
Have sex. Sex.
Thanks to the villain-style crash course in practical sex education, Winterer's sexual knowledge had no middle ground.
'Should I tell her to go make a baby? One word from me and she'd scamper off to get pounded.'
The problem was whether she should pass that knowledge on to Haru.
If she told her, Haru would try it immediately...
Later, when Haru knew more than Winterer herself did.
When she had cast off her innocence and matured.
Would Haru regret what she had done?
Would she decide that, contrary to what her sister had told her, her feelings hadn't been love?
That she'd foolishly thrown away a precious first experience?
No. She might even get angry.
It would all be because her sister had spouted nonsense.
She might say, “I hate you, Sis.”
Of course, Winterer was a villain, so she wouldn't care even if Haru hated her...
Yet for some reason, she could not bring herself to speak.
-stare.
"......."
Haru stood before the hesitant Winterer, huffing impatiently.
As if urging her to answer.
After a brief hesitation, Winterer...
-smack.
"First. Start with kissing."
She pressed her lips firmly to the candy.
Haru's gaze zeroed in on the candy.
"Kissing?"
"Yeah. You said you liked how embarrassed you felt when you kissed your dad, right? Start with that."
"If it’s a kiss on the cheek, we already...."
"Not on the cheek. Kissing on the lips."
"......!!!!!"
Seizing that opening, Winterer's tongue coiled around the candy.
To show her little sister her needlessly skillful tongue work.
[If you break their jaw and stick your tongue in to kiss 'em, that feels good too.]
[Why would you put your tongue in? That’s disgusting.]
[I liked it even before I became a villain, you know? All couples....]
"Like this. You wedge your tongue in between the lips. Like you're licking a piece of candy."
What followed was a brief lesson in deep kissing.
...Even though Winterer had no experience with men whatsoever.
Forget a first kiss—the only time her lips had ever touched another person's skin was when she bit Yujin’s nape.
Even so, it was a fairly useful lesson.
Haru was deeply impressed by the display of superior physical technique.
"Sis, you're amazing. Like, totally smart. The best. I wanna be a slurpy-slurp master just like you."
"Yeah. Practice with candy from now on. Imagine your dad’s lips are right in front of you."
-squeeze.
"Okay. I'm gonna be a slurpy-slurp master!"
The result of the Wannabe Villain's special sex education: one aspiring kissmaster was born.
* * *
The two sisters' conversation came to a swift end.
"Okay. So I should ask Daddy to kiss me on the lips? And tell him I love him?"
"No. The 'love' part or whatever is absolutely a secret."
"Why? I...."
"Stop arguing and listen to your big sister."
'I didn't know whether what she felt was really love. I would make her keep quiet about it until she matured.'
Haru wanted to run off and launch a confession attack immediately.
Winterer stopped her, just in case.
The aspiring kissmaster puffed out her cheeks in protest,
"Puff..."
"Your big sister will somehow arrange the kiss for you. Got it?"
"...You're the best, sis. As expected, you're the only one I've got."
Winterer’s declaration that Haru could leave it all to her won her over instantly.
Haru stared at her sister with eyes full of expectation.
Winterer suddenly found herself saddled with that heavy expectation.
After a moment of thought, she turned with grim resolve.
Toward Yujin.
"I’ll pretend you aren’t a villain, so make me one promise. Swear on your dick."
"What the hell are you...."
"From now on, kiss Haru once every day. Then I might be willing to pretend you’re an awakener instead of a villain."
"......?"
At that, the wholesome young man merely blinked.
No, Haru. What did you do while Daddy was busy thinking?
Had Daddy never needed to think about this in the first place?
"That much is easy en..."
"Not on the cheek. On the lips."
"Ah. That's a no."
That changed things.
A kiss on the cheek was one thing, but on the lips? Even with Haru, that was a little...
It would feel like cheating on his wives, so he couldn't do it.
At this, Winterer glared daggers at him.
She glared as if to ask how he dared reject Haru.
"You call her your daughter. You can't even do that much for your daughter? Are you trash?"
"It'd be different if she were physically a child, but her body is fully grown. It feels wrong."
"What if Haru starts bawling her eyes out...."
"Still no. You shouldn’t do something awful to a child who is mentally immature."
Yujin remained wholesome today as well.
Thanks to that, only Winterer's blood pressure shot up.
Haru was the prettiest girl in the world, as far as Winterer was concerned.
And he was turning that down? Was he impotent?
"I’ll pop your dick, you Rice Cake bastard!?"
"......!!!? Is there anything you won’t say in front of our Haru, you crazy bitch!!"
"You’re the one ignoring the mighty Winterer while she’s talking! I’ll kill...."
And so a fight erupted between the two.
Winterer hounded him, demanding to know why he refused what was being offered.
Yujin held firm, saying he was already headed for a one-household, three-wife future and would accept no more.
The plan to get Haru a deep kiss ultimately fizzled out during the fight...
-creeeak.
"I wondered what was taking so long. Why are you fighting again?"
"Chairwoman!!"
Before it could completely fizzle out,
the Chairwoman barged in at the perfect moment.
"Listen to this. This girl has gotten so shameless...."
"Seol Hayeon!! This damned Rice Cake...."
"———Enough. Winterer, you’re being released. Come out."
"...Huh?"
The Grade 1 Villain Winterer unexpectedly regained her freedom.